#Finding Sophie

[bats-baby]

kinda glad part 2 came out during June so I can wish these two a happy pride month 😚🫶🏼🏳️‍🌈

[jolieeason]

March 2024 Wrap-Up

Here is what I read, posted, won, received, and bought in March. Let me know if you have read any of these books and what you thought of them. Books I Read: Books Reviewed: A Fate Inked in Blood by Danielle L. Jensen—review here The American Daughters by Maurice Carlos Ruffin—review here Thirst by Marina Yuszczuk—review here A Smoking Bun by Ellie Alexander—review here Bye, Baby by Carola…

[diioonysus]

green is the fresh emblem of well founded hope. in blue the spirit can wander, but in green it can rest

[aardvaark]

i like how leverage throws in random details that are never elaborated on. hardison gets himself a front row seat at the oscars each year, but we only see that in a single throwaway flashback. parker broke a guy's fingers for touching her and it wasn't even a plot point, it was just one in a series of memories of stabbings and so forth. eliot continually knows extremely specific information which implies some extremely specific scenarios he's been in. the more we find out about sophie's backstory, the more questions it raises about what the hell is wrong with her. and the more we find out about nate's backstory, the more questions it raises about what the hell is wrong with him.

[morganbritton132]

Part of the reason why the leverage crew works so well together is because they are all varying degrees of theater kids but only Sophie is willing to admit it.

[ghostlyarchaeologist]

"Somebody's burying something there at the end of the train tracks. Maybe that's what's poisoning the land."

Leverage Redemption S01E14 The Great Train Job.

[findmewheretheseameetsthesky]

Ok but you know what would be extremely funny; somehow if Sophie ever did get her match lists and her number one match is none of her potential love interests.

Keefe? Nope. Fitz? Nope. Any of the girls? Biana? Linh? Nope. It's no one she remotely knows or recalls in passing.

Instead it's some random dude called Jared.

[ghosthorse]

getting really emotional about how dubenich picks the leverage crew because they only ever work alone, and in both the nigerian job AND the last dam job the way they outsmart him is to go find people they trust and ask for help.

[captainbucky-yt]

"I have a nice dancing moment this season" - Luke Thompson

[baeshijima]

mmm thoughts of private executioner!blade, who is high priestess!kafka's bodyguard. well, more like her guard dog, as many fearfully seem to think.

he is aloof and gruff and rough around the edges, his name capturing it perfectly. when in the eyes of the public he either keeps to himself or stands ready by kafka's side, but when out he lurks in the shadows ready and waiting to carry out her death orders.

you, yourself, haven't had very many pleasant encounters with him... if you can even call them that. that being said, you haven't had many pleasant encounters with anyone. notorious for your... less than pleasant disposition, for a lack of better words, you have more people who'd rather see you run through than those you can call a friend.

in a dog-eat-dog world, you had no choice but to protect yourself. that, however, ultimately became your demise.

"oh? so you're the one sent to kill me. can't say i'm all that surprised."

standing before you is the feared executioner. his sword is tucked inside the sheath attached to his hip, that ever-present dark swirl of an aura stifling the air. he doesn't say anything, instead opting to silently stare down at your slumped and worn-out form. you find that his gaze doesn't bother you; rather, it's oddly comforting knowing someone will see you in your last moments.

"i've never asked you for a favour before, so this will be my first and last request for you." in all honesty, you're not sure where this chattiness stems from. considering you're currently in a holding cell under the crime of attempted murder towards kafka (a poisoned wine you were most definitely framed for, though you can't say you were surprised) and are awaiting for your turn to be under the guillotine for your public execution, you probably should be a little desperate towards the private executioner in front of you.

and yet, your mind is nothing if not peaceful.

with a huff, you relay your request, "can you make sure it's quick? painless, preferably, but i'd rather you just get it over and done with."

silence blankets the cold chambers. moisture accumulated along the cobble ceiling drip in a steady rhythm, like a clock ticking away the seconds. it's unnerving, almost, how there is not a single sound other than your impending countdown.

"why?" comes his low mutter, effectively causing a ripple within the stagnant air. you almost think you misheard him, but his following words cease the thought, "why won't you ask me for help?"

had it not been for the abrupt shuffle and clanging against the metal bars, you would have never looked up to see him in your last moments.

his scarred hands gripping the metal until his knuckles turn a ghastly white and blood dripping from his palms is what greets your sight. as your gaze slowly trails up, you almost let loose a laugh of disbelief; who would have thought blade, the infamous guard dog of the high priestess, could make such a desperate expression? one looking as though his whole world crumbled before him, in which he can do nothing but sit and watch.

(you will never know of the anger and desperation which coursed through his veins the moment he heard of your predicament. had it been anyone else, he wouldn't have cared. but you're not anyone else; you're you — unapologetically, wholeheartedly. it didn't take him long to hunt down those behind it, cutting them down without thought and putting an end to their miserable lives. he rushed as soon as he could when kafka gave him the order, no thoughts other than you, you, you, occupying his mind.

you will never know of the anguish which overcame him when he found you in such a state, your once healthy complexion and defiant gaze reduced to nothing but a tiredness which had always sat quietly behind your disposition. he's almost positive the muscle which unwillingly keeps him alive tore at the seams from your request, the acceptance in which you displayed causing his mind to go astray. even as he damn-near begs you to rely on him for help — to run away with him to some place no one knows of you and start anew there — you merely smile, resigned and peaceful.

you will never know of how much blade is willing to put on the line for you, for you never made it to see the complete and utter carnage he wrecked in your name.)

[jolieeason]

Finding Sophie by Imran Mahmood

Publisher: Random House Publishing Group – Ballantine, Bantam Date of publication: March 5th, 2024 Genre: Thriller, Mystery, Fiction, Mystery Thriller, Suspense, Crime, Legal Thriller, Adult Fiction, Drama Purchase Links: Kindle | Audible | B&N | AbeBooks | WorldCat Goodreads Synopsis: Two parents, desperate to find their missing daughter, stand accused of murder. How far will they go to…

[diioonysus]

by your bedside

[sheisgiventofly]

GAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!

It's gonna be Benedict's season

[leverage-ot3]

parker: how was your weekend?

nate: not too bad, sophie and I crashed a party and stole a painting. annoyed sterling, which is always fun

sophie: sterling even offered us a job, that we won’t take, of course. we might sleep with him, though. how about you?

hardison: we did a job and then found out a crazy guy was weaponizing the spanish flu

parker: hardison stepped on a bomb and i blew one up

eliot: i got shot. twice.

sophie: just another normal weekend :)

nate, parker, hardison, and eliot: yeah :)

[ghostlyarchaeologist]

"Eliot's got sedatives?" "It's just a little psychotropic I picked up outside of Bogota. Puts you under fast, keeps you dreaming for days. Unless you take a stimulant before they dose you."

Leverage S05E12 The White Rabbit Job.

[silverfoxphil]

Phil's ghostbusting adventures