([syndicated profile] ao3_leverage_feed Feb. 24th, 2017 03:44 pm)

Posted by <a href="/users/page_runner/pseuds/page_runner" rel="author">page_runner</a>


“Hey, babe, quick question. How much of this was planned?”
“Not this part,” she muttered. “My recon work didn’t indicate it would be a factor.”

Words: 9399, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Pretzels

([syndicated profile] ao3_leverage_feed Feb. 24th, 2017 04:30 pm)

Posted by <a href="/users/Glinda/pseuds/Glinda" rel="author">Glinda</a>


Eliot thinks its a terrible idea. He might be right, but when has that ever stopped them?

Words: 3319, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

([syndicated profile] white_collar_ao3_feed Feb. 23rd, 2017 10:30 pm)

Posted by <a href="/users/distinctive_pineapples/pseuds/distinctive_pineapples" rel="author">distinctive_pineapples</a>


"Trust me." It's a simple request. Except how can Peter trust the man who's deceived him from the very beginning?

[Originally published on FanFiction starting July 2011.]

Words: 23131, Chapters: 9/?, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of False Faces 'verse

([syndicated profile] white_collar_ao3_feed Feb. 23rd, 2017 10:11 pm)

Posted by <a href="/users/distinctive_pineapples/pseuds/distinctive_pineapples" rel="author">distinctive_pineapples</a>


"He began to wonder if a thread in the tangled web that made up Neal Caffrey somehow led all the way back to Burbank, California." An unexpected connection to the criminal of the week causes another crack in Neal's façade.

[Originally posted on FanFiction in April 2011.]

Words: 3139, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of False Faces 'verse

([syndicated profile] white_collar_ao3_feed Feb. 23rd, 2017 09:44 pm)

Posted by <a href="/users/distinctive_pineapples/pseuds/distinctive_pineapples" rel="author">distinctive_pineapples</a>


Leave it to Chuck and Morgan's curiosity to ruin a mission-free week. Some incomplete Intersect data forces Casey to retrieve information from a source--a certain bald, bespectacled, philosopher-quoting, conspiracy-theorizing con man.

[Originally posted on Fanfiction in January 2011. I just got very sentimental about this series and decided to bring it over here.]

Words: 1651, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of False Faces 'verse

([syndicated profile] ao3_leverage_feed Feb. 23rd, 2017 08:50 pm)

Posted by <a href="/users/BurningTea/pseuds/BurningTea" rel="author">BurningTea</a>


When Eliot stumbles home in a state, Aimee thinks at first he's drunk. It turns out to be more of a problem.

Words: 4166, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of Missing You

([syndicated profile] ao3_leverage_feed Feb. 23rd, 2017 07:40 pm)

Posted by <a href="/users/mikkimouse/pseuds/mikkimouse" rel="author">mikkimouse</a>


Eliot stops at the door to the apartment and stares.

It’s…pink. It’s very, very pink.

Words: 482, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 9 of Valentine's Extravaganza, Part 138 of Tumblr Fics

The boy and I just spent a week in Ngakuta Bay in the Marlborough Sounds, reading, swimming in the sea (avoiding stingrays), getting bitten by insects, and playing Scrabble. It was divine, largely for the absence of news sources, but also because of excellent weather and the aforementioned activities.

Books consumed:

The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern
The Cloud Roads by Martha Wells
Bonk by Mary Roach (hilarious, but incredibly cis-het focused)
A Year and a Day in Old Theradane by Scott Lynch (short story)
Deadline by Mira Grant

Apparently it was SFF season! I enjoyed all of them very much and am about to fail to say anything further about them. Book reviews are hard.

Now reading Blackout by Mira Grant.
([syndicated profile] ao3_leverage_feed Feb. 23rd, 2017 12:29 pm)

Posted by <a href="/users/whimseyrhodes/pseuds/whimseyrhodes" rel="author">whimseyrhodes</a>


Series: Pinterest Prompts.
Prompt: “I pray you’ve never taken a breath these years without remembering the breaths you took away.”
Summary: What it says on the tin. One of Eliot’s enemies finds his team and he’ll do anything to get them back.

Words: 2029, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Pinterest Prompts

([syndicated profile] white_collar_ao3_feed Feb. 23rd, 2017 11:23 am)

Posted by <a href="/users/dreamsofspike/pseuds/dreamsofspike" rel="author">dreamsofspike</a>


A collection of my drabbles for White Collar, mostly Peter/Neal/El, or Peter/Neal, with occasional other pairings.

Warnings: non-con, violence, abuse of power, prison, slavery, dark themes

Words: 2635, Chapters: 7/?, Language: English

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([personal profile] handful_ofdust Feb. 23rd, 2017 11:53 am)
One of the amusing things I recently recognized is that "bitch" is a word whose two meanings contradict each other, which is just...Oz as fuck as a concept, really. Read one way, it implies that the person it refers to (usually female) is overly intractable, aggressive and domineering; read it the other, and the person it refers to (usually male) becomes overly passive, submissive and ineffectual--ie "Oz didn't make you a bitch, you were born that way," as Keller tells Beecher in the very first episode of Season Four, when he refuses to give up on trying to find Vern Schillinger's son Hank. I mean, Augustus Hill could probably do an entire monologue on that subject, if he wasn't dead.

All of which is by way of saying that I am now officially one episode into Season Three of my big Oz re-watch, and still enjoying it far more than I ever thought I would. The idea of ending with Season One scares me a bit, but I think I'll be able to deal with it; I still remember inviting seven or so friends from the Serial Diners over and mainlining all eight episodes in a row. This was before we even knew if it'd been renewed or what, and by the end, we were basically high on our own shell-shock, much like Beecher himself--air-guitaring his way through the riot, choking people out and dancing amongst the flaming trash-piles while Vern basically hid under his bed. Oh man, it was great.;)

Over at AO3, meanwhile, I've finally started reposting the slightly tricked-out/fixed version of "My Wife and My Dead Wife," in roughly four section-long chunks. It's getting a little bit of action but no kudos thus far, and certainly no comments; AO3 Oz fandom appears to be pretty dead overall, except for maybe two people (though of those two, at least one appears to be obsessed with the Vern/Beecher dynamic, so there's that). I'm currently fixing up Rachel Renton Schillinger's first appearance and musing over her general classic Mary Sue-ness, but I guess it really is far too late for regrets, in that area. (I was extremely chuffed when somebody on Tumblr recently acknowledged that I almost "invented" B/S longfic, though.)

Meanwhile, I keep turning the idea of a cisswap AU over in my head, because A) I can and B) the dynamics really do tweak me, especially in terms of the way they shift when you reframe things to acknowledge that all female prisoners are far more overtly victimized by the system, and know it. Guys can convince themselves they have a limited amount of power, even with somebody like Hill constantly pointing out that they really, really don't; it's such a huge part of their identity as men, this idea that they have inherent free will and agency no matter what the situation, so even when the boredom and routine conspire to bond them together, toxic patriarchy fallout will eventually cause these spasms of violence that make sure they can't stay allied long enough to do anything useful. Then again, as Guard Whittlesey points out, if they were actually capable of making truly informed, long-term decisions, they probably wouldn't have ended up in Oz in the first place.

So far, one of the single biggest changes is that a female version of Beecher would come into Oz knowing that rape was not just a possibility but a likelihood, and that it might come from almost any direction (but most predictably from the guards), which means she'd immediately start shopping around for a posse to surround herself with and going at it in a very cold-eyed way: figure out what she has to offer, what she can potentially swap for goods, services and loyalty--free legal advice on the one hand, sexual favours that won't leave her potentially knocked up on the other. (The equivalent of "we sing in the choir together" would thus probably become "she's my lawyer" for short, "...my legal consultant" for strictest accuracy.) A bit like Shirley Bellinger, therefore, though constantly showing people Paris, France wouldn't be much of an incentive in a place that's literally jam-packed with alternate pussy. And also acting crazy from the get-go, too, though kind of in a "like a fox" way; doing her level best to channel her junkie tendencies deliberately into things that aren't quite as likely to wreck her parole as snorting heroin on the sly, or getting big-ass drunk on homebrew. But since the alternatives are sex, "good deeds" and/or violence, that could still be problematic in itself...

The weird thing about a female Vern, meanwhile--as I've established with Vee Speller, the Schillinger expy I've already slipped into two short stories and a script--is that a good part of her power would probably come from being somebody's widow, the mother of somebody's kids; that last name wouldn't even be hers, which is strange to contemplate, though I very much like the idea of a back-story where a younger, punked-up version of her (probably straight out of Lardner) sees her husband-to-be preaching White Power Conspiracy Theory 101 somewhere and comes up to him afterwards with her eyes on fire, going: "Man, you just explained my entire life to me!" She'd also be far more in tune with her own motivations, especially in terms of the whole gay-'til-graduation aspect of jail, which means she'd be less likely to press on Beecher 'til she explodes, because it just isn't threatening to her to admit she's enjoying her company; the dominance aspect of things wouldn't be as much of a motivator, because she wouldn't need to alleviate her own unexpressed feelings of helplessness by making somebody else feel helpless. So they'd be more likely to be co-conspirators, not enemies.

Ah yes. The question then becoming how that sort of set-up would affect the whole Keller menage, if and when she turned up...

Anyhoo, that's part of where my head is right now, in and between everything else. Still working on the fetish piece; still doing all sorts of other stuff. On Saturday I did a reading for Women in Horror Month which was fun, and you can watch it here, if you're so inclined (https://www.periscope.tv/damnedlibrary/1gqxvqPeVWgJB?t=8m); on Sunday they broadcast a podcast interview I'd taped last Thursday, the bulk of which is here (https://soundcloud.com/whatshesaidtalk/author-gemma-files-talks-experimental-film-what-she-said-ebook-cafe). Otherwise, it's back to the grind.
([syndicated profile] white_collar_ao3_feed Feb. 23rd, 2017 02:30 am)

Posted by <a href="/users/NYWCgirl/pseuds/NYWCgirl" rel="author">NYWCgirl</a>


Neal is in an accident, something happens during his recovery that makes him rethink the way he thinks about his Masters.

Words: 4086, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

What I'm Reading 
I'm separately slogging through Queens' Play, the second Lymond book, and have just started the third Jaran book by Kate Elliott, An Earthly Crown. I am enjoying the Jaran books so far but they are quite…long…and I am less engrossed in them than in any other Kate Elliott book I have ever read. Otoh, I did, after finishing the first one, finally obtain a Kate Elliott backlist bingo. I am also engrossed in Lymond, but I don't know what is going to take the last 125 pages of this book and the plot seems to have temporarily becalmed, which is saying something for a book in which Lymond mostly drinks and fucks his way through the French court in disguise (the latter of which is, of course, offscreen). I have at least managed to internalize that whenever a character is doing something and I don't understand why, it's because they want to fuck Lymond. I hope, but doubt, that the upcoming TV series will make some of this rather unsubtle subtext visible onscreen.

What I've Just Read
Well, Jaran 1 and 2 and Lymond 1. Jaran 1 and 2: good, long, I have no idea how Gwyn Jones gets from Point A in book 2 to where he winds up at the beginning of the Highroad trilogy, which at least does not have the problem of not much happening for long stretches of time. Lymond 1: every man in Scotland is an idiot except Lymond, and Will Scott at the critical moment. I felt like I was being beaten over the head by Scottish history for most of it, but in an enjoyable way. I have been texting [personal profile] oliviacirce about the books, because she told me to, and at some point I will probably transcribe our conversations with her permission, because they are at least hilarious.

What I'll Read Next

You guessed it…Jaran 4. I would also say Lymond 3, but apparently it's best not to break between books 3-6 and my copy of 4 is the wrong edition, so I may hold off until I can solve that problem. Also I have a pile of comics that I need to read before ECCC.
([syndicated profile] white_collar_ao3_feed Feb. 22nd, 2017 11:15 pm)

Posted by <a href="/users/SilverMidnight/pseuds/SilverMidnight" rel="author">SilverMidnight</a>


When Neal has an allergic reaction some things about Neal and Mozzie's relationship come to light that Peter didn't know.

Words: 3694, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English



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