Relistening "The Vicar and The Rake"
Gabriel looking at Edward: I can fix him.

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Relistening "The Vicar and The Rake"
Gabriel looking at Edward: I can fix him.
Just finished reading "Even so, I will love you tenderly" by Kou Yoneda, the author of "Twittering Birds Never Fly" and "No Touching at All" (and "NightS" but I still haven't read it!)
Deguchi and Onoda are quite sweet, I enjoyed reading about their developing relationships, and see how they overcame their own insecurities and judgements! All in all it was an enjoyable manga.
Not that it matters, but I am wondering if Onoda is bi or demi.
August in Chapter 20:
Frakes whenever August mentions favourite flowers:
August in Chapter 16:
Currently listening to "The Soldier and the Spy" by Annabelle Greene and absolutely loving it!
I think Mr Collins (ha! P&P moment!) has done an amazing job with the voices, and I especially love his Captain Frakes!
Still can't decide which cover I like most, though.. Thoughts?
@coldreads: ❛ i’m just saying, murder is an option. ❜
Muscles tighten the very moment the other man’s voice reaches his ears, heart thudding against his chest - one, two - while a rock seemingly settles somewhere about his middle despite the agent’s best attempt to remain droll and unperturbed. Harry had sang Patrick Jane’s praises, had sworn up and down that their latest scavenger hunt based on the barest bit of intelligence would be made ten times easier by the addition of outside help ... even Ros had bought into the pitch, spending no less than half an hour regaling the grid with all the ways he could supposedly solve entire mysteries with just a single glance at the wall.
Secrets laid bare, is how she had described it. Sounds like something to see, he had answered.
A thick weight crawls up the back of his throat, that acrid taste of fear that hasn’t coated his tongue since his return from Russia ..he can feel the way Lucas North had struggled against him, the way his throat had given way with little pops until his breaths were nothing more than a twitch that eventually stopped.
Lucas keeps his gaze on the computer screen before him, one hand working the mouse with a carefully constructed veneer of calm, and when he finally turns stormy blues in their temporary addition’s direction, the words are nothing more than a droll observation. “Keep throwing out solutions like that and the Home Secretary is going to be quite curious as to how Harry managed to find you.” Weight shifts as he finally turns to face Patrick fully, leaning against the desk as eyes flicker over the other man’s expression as if the agent is doing his absolute best to gauge what the other’s thinking.
“I’ve always found murder to be the act of the truly desperate. Surely we’re not so far gone that you’re suggesting it in less than five minutes of being here.”
Plays with her lab equipment. [ touching everything. ]
𝙰 𝚆𝙷𝙸𝙼𝙿𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝙻𝙸𝙿𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷 𝚁𝙴𝙱𝙴𝙲𝙲𝙰'𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝙿𝚂, her vision disfigured, fragmented, blood pounding in both ears. he has pressed every button on the proverbial elevator to hell, guiding them straight there in one fell swoop, or rather, slight tinkering of a 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 apparatus that's one hair away from spoiling.
❝ please! don't touch that. ❞ her plea is desperate, bordering on madness in wide perfervid hues that might as well pierce a hole into his skull if he were to continue. she smooths out the fabric of her sweater, finding temporary comfort in the softness of cashmere, each thread more 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 than the last against lithe fingers.
sighing out, a tight lipped smile forces its way between rouge cheeks, bouncing at the ends of her mouth through 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 teeth.
❝ how may i help you? ❞
@coldreads /