S&B Fic Updates EDIT + 1 Leverage

[feckyeslife]

My muse is locked in one single mood: Shadow and Bone. When will she free me? Hopefully never tbh (j/k, Divergent I'm looking at you to kick back into overdrive as my primary source of disappointingly executed YA).

Title: Stay, Stay
Rating: T
Fandom: Shadow & Bone (TV)
Pairing/Characters: Aleksander/Alina Starkov
Critical Tags: Prompt Fic, Injuries
Summary: "Without you, I have no one." -- A prompt ficlet.
Excerpt:

A lesser man might have despaired from the realization that their escort had never intended to bring them home to Os Alta at all. This was far from the first time that Aleksander had been betrayed by those who claimed to be allies. It would not be the last, either.

But Alina.

She was still a stranger to treachery of this sort. Her brow had furrowed in confusion when confronted by someone in First Army olives, the common footsoldier’s uniform. The very same one that she herself had worn.

Title: Where Hoofbeats and Hearts Thunder - Ch 3
Rating: T
Fandom: Shadow & Bone (TV)
Pairing/Characters: Aleksander/Alina Starkov
Critical Tags: Horses, Gift-Giving, Drama
Chapter Summary: Difficult questions and even more difficult self-realizations give Alina a bit of a hard time until finally something goes right for her.
Excerpt:

The stables had an earthy, animal smell to it and there were flies darting around in the lengthening shadows. Still, Alina appreciated that there was at least one place on the palace grounds which wasn’t wrapped up in gold or hand painted wallpaper. The Little Palace was far less regal - less ostentatious, if Alina was speaking her mind - than its noble counterpart but it was still a palace of sorts. The Grisha might be a part of the Second Army with all the dangers and hardship that came with the front, but it was difficult to keep that at the forefront of her thoughts when she was sleeping on a feather mattress every night.

"Do you think I'm being foolish?" Alina sighed.

"By trusting my precious fingers to this beast? Hopefully not," Genya replied wryly. Then she asked, "Foolish for what?"

"Waiting around for Mal to reply." Alina couldn't suppress the wince that came from making the admission.

Autumn was in full swing now. When she had been whisked from Kribirsk the heat of summer had only just started. She could no longer count on just two hands how many letters she had sent to the First Army since everything had changed. Since she had been found by the Grisha. Since she had almost seen her best friend die.

Genya wiped her hands slowly on one another. Her forehead was creased as she considered her response. "What are you waiting on him to say, exactly?"

Title: Anything but an Angel
Rating: T
Fandom: Leverage (TV)
Pairing/Characters: Parker, Quinn
Critical Tags: Wingfic, Ambiguous Relationships
Summary: She's a thief with white angel wings. Yep, isn't that so ironic? That's definitely never gotten old, nope.
Originally written for wingficex
Excerpt:

“There’s somethin’ deeply ironic about all this,” Quinn commented. They were crushed into the back of a tiny sedan, making the best of the only car that had been in the lot that Quinn had been able to hotwire. Parker would have had the pick of the litter, but one didn’t get to be picky about one’s backup. It had been functional and that was all that mattered at the end of the day.

They had diverted into a nearby parking garage for what looked to be a local theater. At this time of the night there weren’t many spaces left but not a lot of foot traffic. The show wouldn’t let out for another twenty minutes or so.

Parker sighed, leaning forward to hug the back of the seat in front of her. She needed to give Quinn as much working space as possible. The minuscule backseat of the sedan was far from the ideal place. “I know, I know. White angel wings on a thief. So messed up,” Parker grumbled.