#we provide leverage

[saiditallbefore]

What do you think the meeting between Astrid Pickford and Jim Sterling is like? At what point do you think Sterling realized Astrid is Sophie's stepdaughter? How do you think Sterling sums up how he knows Sophie to Astrid? Do you think Astrid tells him that Parker is her nemesis?

What do you think this special task force gets up to???

[herroyalbubbliness]

Leverage: Redemption

S2 E1-3

Photo Credit: @TVLine

Sophie is trying to figure out the leadership dynamics with these people who are her family, friends, team members and home. Ultimately, wuth all these different layers in their relationship, she doesn't want to mess this up.

Hardison constantly belittles Breanna's achievements and meanwhile she keeps seeing from different perspectives and taking notice of some things that Hardison doesn't with his tons of experience. He needed to trust in her abilities. It's the delicate balance between the fear of losing one's relevance and influence which isn't a bad thing. But to also remember, that even the mentees would become mentors at some point and that doesn't mean one's influence has reduced, rather it has expanded. Think of it as birthing another leader.

"Look, Bree, I'm used to showing you the way, not you showing me. So I'm sorry, really"

Are we capable of change?

"And how does that help Dee Dee now? This team can't solve the world's bigger problems. We're just... we're not built for it. What we can do is help one person and then the next, and then the next, and then we look back, and you see how much you've changed. It's baby steps, Breanna"

Sometimes, it just feels like no matter what you do and even when one reaches a peak so to speak, there is still that gnawing feeling that you're not doing enough.

"Because you can't dwell on the past. You have to keep moving forward. But sometimes when you look back, you see how much you've changed. Baby steps, Sophie, baby steps."

I think the past is a double-edged sword. On the one hand, it can try convince us we haven't changed in the form of old friends and acquaintances tugging on our guilt strings or like Breanna said we can reflect and evaluate how much we've changed.

[toku-fangirl-2015]

AU crossover fic idea: the Leverage team is running a con on a mark who also happens to be guilty of a murder being investigated by none other than Lieutenant Columbo. We’d have to go the alternate universe route because there’s no way for the timelines to match up otherwise..I’m thinking modern!Columbo just because it would be easier to write than past!Leverage (although I would love to see 70s-tech-wizard Hardison).

Columbo figures out exactly what the team is doing, confronts them about it, but assures them it’s none of his business anyway.

Parker delivers the final key piece of evidence to his office.

[aurorashard]

Found a set of books I want but the cheapest copy of one is 60$ and the cheapest for the second is 280$ 🙃

[typewriterchan]

The three distinct types of found family:

Commits crimes together.

Fights crimes together.

Constantly switching back and forth between the other two at a horrifying speed.

[saiditallbefore]

Okay, given that she apparently based her entire life philosophy on this song, HOW is there not a Sophie Deveraux fanvid set to The Gambler by Kenny Rogers? Or is there one and I just haven't found it?

(I have too many projects and my computer is shit I cannot also learn how to vid on top of everything else someone please realize this vision for me)

[saiditallbefore]

Picked my Leverage re-watch back up and I never noticed the implication that Tara is an ex-FBI agent before. That's fun!

[ghostlyarchaeologist]

How to easily distinguish the Stone triplets from one another:

Eliot:

Jacob:

Alex:

( Inspired by this post.)

[coquelicoq]

i canonly rewatch lever age when im sick because otherewise i get too frustterated. it's inconherent...these people loves cops more than any criminals i ever heard of

[lordstormageddidnt]

[theweirdmasquerade]

So far Act III has been a lot of breaking and entering Break into some rich fucker's house to steal his shit after he was rude to refugees? Check. Break into the basement of a church to help solve a murder? Check. Break into a mausoleum for some friendly grave-robbing (and to look for Orin's people)? Check. Break into an underwater prison to release the prisoners? Check. Break into the newspaper offices to switch out the plates for the next day's top story? Check.

[magdaclaire]

Sometimes you just gotta have extroverted Tumblr mutuals because otherwise no one would be friends

(token of friendship, have a picture of my cat)

fucking incredible thank you for this little angel, elliot. what's the kitty's name??

[saiditallbefore]

You know, until my most recent Leverage rewatch, I forgot how fucking unhinged Nate is

I'm on 3x01 and he just stabbed the guy he's planning on helping 😂 does it make sense in context? Yes. Is it also completely unhinged in context? For sure.

[bananonbinary]

Crab Day

okay, so here's a new info post from the top.

the problem: tumblr is extremely extremely in debt. the current model is not profitable. this is why they are trying to turn the site into a shit clone of every other social media site, so they can attract new users and their money.

solution: not a ton of people can afford a long-term subscriptions like ad-free. however, many of us CAN afford $3 to inflict crabs on another unsuspecting user. (and those that can't, can still enjoy crabs everywhere)

the idea: in the grand traditions of mishapocalypses and goncharovs and tumblr users' obsession with [random inconsequential thing] Days, we create a fund drive/holiday on July 29th, dubbed Crab Day. buy your friends crabs. buy your enemies crabs. blaze posts. post memes. change ur icon. whatever. actually put your money where your mouth is and show @staff that there actually IS profit motive to listen to the current users about what we want this site to look like. (and yes, that means accessibility features too. we currently have zero leverage to demand these features. let's change that.)

i don't know if this will actually go anywhere. worst case scenario, a few of us have fun, tumblr gets a small amount of money, and nothing changes. best case though, we actually provide incentive to keep our stupid hellsite unique.

[typewriterchan]

Let's go steal some mental health.

fucking adhd. I have to run a con on my own brain to get anything done.

[murdrdocs]

mmmm thinkin abt mike struggling to be quiet when you’re fucking. SMUT 17+

you were watching abby that night, and as soon as mike got back from work he was on you. peppering kisses along your neck when you were around the corner just out of abby's line of sight, rubbing little circles in your thighs at the dinner table, sweetly asking you to stay longer even whenever the lights were off and abby was tucked in bed.

you knew his plea would result in the two of you in his bedroom, you slowly sinking yourself down onto him. you'd encouraged it, telling mike you'd give him wanted on one condition.

"anything," he'd said, eyes big and earnest.

"you gotta promise to be quiet." your pinkie hovered between you both, waiting for mike to interlink his. he did with a smile, as if it were something easy.

but mike couldn’t stop moaning. his sounds were cute, little gasps and whines. they were arousing. but they were entirely too loud for the low level of privacy you had within the four thin walls.

“mike, please. you gotta be quiet.” you plea through your own barely concealed moan.

he sighs, face scrunching. “i know. i’m sorry, baby. i’m trying.”

but apparently not hard enough as you’re forced to lodge your panties between his teeth, a muffler for his moans. he lets you do so, opening his mouth and even going so far as to make a show of sticking his tongue out for the blue cotton fabric. yet, his sounds still leak through, and you voice an idea as you’re bouncing on his cock, nails lightly scratching down his chest.

“still so loud, mikey. we might have to get a muzzle for nights like these. what’d you think?”

mike's groan practically echoes. he seems oblivious to his own noises, instead thinking with his dick that starts to piston up into you, mike's nails digging into your ass to provide him with leverage.

your hand slaps over his mouth, colliding with soft cotton and warm skin, and mike finally wrenches his eyes open. there's vibration against your hand, short and resembling the pattern of syllables, and you slowly peel your hand away, taking the panties with you, to hear him speak.

just a simple word, curt and quiet and whimpered.

"please."