Anonymous said: Hi :) I'm just curious, what are the best 00q fics you've ever read?

Hi there! Oh man I haven’t dipped into the 00Q fandom in ages (guiltguiltguilt/my loss ‘cause it’s awesome) but since you ask I LOVE this one, it’s a classic and deservedly so (you will feel things) and I remember enjoying this one as well, although it’s been a while:) I hope that helps, hun! :)

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“Penny for your thoughts?”
Q didn’t have to look over to know that Bond was doing the thing. The thing where he flashes a smirk as tailor-made as one of his ridiculous suits (and really, Q still doesn’t understand that at all, I mean in headquarters it would be one thing but surely out in the field it would simply be more sensible to – oh never bloody mind). But the thing about, well, the thing, is that no matter how much levity Bond tries to introduce into what he says, or whatever laissez-faire expression he has going on to make it seem like couldn’t possibly give enough damns if he tried, Q knows by now that if Bond asks a direct question? Double-oh-seven times out of ten, he means it.
“I was just thinking,” Q broke off suddenly, curling his fingers into the sheets. Bond, to his credit, didn’t reply sarcastically, didn’t reply at all, except for to run a warm, rough hand along the length of Q’s thigh.
“I was just thinking about how it’s all very well for you to actually be here when I have, you know – “ Q nonchalantly twisted his hand about in mid air, which in Q’s brand of sign language meant: “when I have the night terror that’s been plaguing me ever since we started doing this, started sharing a bed, come to think of it was there ever a time before we started doing this because I really can’t picture it, but we fall asleep and I dream that you’re cold, so cold, and it drowns me and I can’t breathe and I wake up and for a minute and it’s fine and I’m being silly because you’re there next to me but when I go over to wake you you’re still cold and you’re not moving not at all and oh god somehow they got you, and then I wake up for real.” Q draws in a breath, exhausted by the mere avoidance of saying what means. “When you’re here it’s all fine and dandy but one day I’ll wake up,” he finally turned to look at him, brown eyes against blue, “and you won’t be. Here, that is,” he finished somewhat lamely, and looked back at the bedspread.
Bond kept gazing at Q, eyes just about as soft as they could get. “You know I can’t promise anything,” he began, and Q nodded, eyes still fixed on Bond’s top-sheet. “But if you think it would help to forget a bit…” and here he leaned over, pressing Q back down against the bed and situating himself on top of Q, leaning forward onto his elbows to bracket Q’s face with his arms, forcing their eyes to meet again, “…I think I could assist with that.”
A small smile quirked at the corner of Q’s mouth, and he reached up to tug Bond towards him. Q drew in a breath against Bond’s lips.
“Then I think you’d better start.”

“Penny for your thoughts?”

Q didn’t have to look over to know that Bond was doing the thing. The thing where he flashes a smirk as tailor-made as one of his ridiculous suits (and really, Q still doesn’t understand that at all, I mean in headquarters it would be one thing but surely out in the field it would simply be more sensible to – oh never bloody mind). But the thing about, well, the thing, is that no matter how much levity Bond tries to introduce into what he says, or whatever laissez-faire expression he has going on to make it seem like couldn’t possibly give enough damns if he tried, Q knows by now that if Bond asks a direct question? Double-oh-seven times out of ten, he means it.

“I was just thinking,” Q broke off suddenly, curling his fingers into the sheets. Bond, to his credit, didn’t reply sarcastically, didn’t reply at all, except for to run a warm, rough hand along the length of Q’s thigh.

“I was just thinking about how it’s all very well for you to actually be here when I have, you know – “ Q nonchalantly twisted his hand about in mid air, which in Q’s brand of sign language meant: “when I have the night terror that’s been plaguing me ever since we started doing this, started sharing a bed, come to think of it was there ever a time before we started doing this because I really can’t picture it, but we fall asleep and I dream that you’re cold, so cold, and it drowns me and I can’t breathe and I wake up and for a minute and it’s fine and I’m being silly because you’re there next to me but when I go over to wake you you’re still cold and you’re not moving not at all and oh god somehow they got you, and then I wake up for real.” Q draws in a breath, exhausted by the mere avoidance of saying what means. “When you’re here it’s all fine and dandy but one day I’ll wake up,” he finally turned to look at him, brown eyes against blue, “and you won’t be. Here, that is,” he finished somewhat lamely, and looked back at the bedspread.

Bond kept gazing at Q, eyes just about as soft as they could get. “You know I can’t promise anything,” he began, and Q nodded, eyes still fixed on Bond’s top-sheet. “But if you think it would help to forget a bit…” and here he leaned over, pressing Q back down against the bed and situating himself on top of Q, leaning forward onto his elbows to bracket Q’s face with his arms, forcing their eyes to meet again, “…I think I could assist with that.”

A small smile quirked at the corner of Q’s mouth, and he reached up to tug Bond towards him. Q drew in a breath against Bond’s lips.

“Then I think you’d better start.”

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*coughs awkwardly and wanders back in*

haha helloooo so yeahhh, I haven’t been on this blog in approximately forever-and-a-week. I sort of spent this first half of the year just taking care of myself, physically, mentally, socially and all the rest of it. BUT IF IT’S OK WITH YOU GUYS I’m down to kind of keep at this blog a bit (tail ever so slightly between legs)! Haha so yeah anyways helloo again, and I’ll be posting something new sometime today, sooner rather than latah:)

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saucefactory:

OH. THE WAY THEIR FINGERS TOUCH IN THAT MIDDLE-LEFT PANEL. OH. I HADN’T NOTICED THAT BEFORE.

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mastergaymer said: when is the next update??? its been far too long sense the last.

omg I comPLETEly agree with you and I’m so so sorry about that!! I don’t even know what happened there, one minute I was taking a hiatus, and then it never really seemed to finished! But trust me, I haven’t forgotten you guys at all and I definitely do have plans for more 00Q in the future! I appreciate you all sticking around when you don’t have to, especially since - you’re totally right - it’s been foreverrr. But yeah, I couldn’t say when exactly but I do plan to do more updates eventually! Thanks for holding me to it:)

werenotateamwereatimebomb:

James smiling/amused directly and indirectly at Q.

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deftmegalodon:

andouhayate:

i’m pretty dang obsessed with skyfall recently…and of course the 00q ship is eating my brain, and i’ve been stalking the tag shamelessly. so here’s a really awkward sketch as a contribution.
i tend to like domestic scenes, so q is working and bond is doing nothing of the sort. idk why q is smoking, it just fit. also bond’s pose…just what

THIS IS BRILLIANT

deftmegalodon:

andouhayate:

i’m pretty dang obsessed with skyfall recently…and of course the 00q ship is eating my brain, and i’ve been stalking the tag shamelessly. so here’s a really awkward sketch as a contribution.

i tend to like domestic scenes, so q is working and bond is doing nothing of the sort. idk why q is smoking, it just fit. also bond’s pose…just what

THIS IS BRILLIANT

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toraberushimeri replied to your post: I’M DONE FINALS, WOOOOOOT! So yayyy, time to…

Lucky! I don’t have my finals until next week.

awww that’s so annoying to have to wait! But good luck with them!:D:D