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blessyouhawkeye · 1 year
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love seeing people compare daniel craig as james bond vs benoit blanc as if he wasn't canonically gay in both roles
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neroushalvaus · 16 days
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Q: So here's your new watch. It contains a circular saw that can cut through diamond, and a laser
Trans guy James Bond: cool cool. and what kind of strap have you made for me this time?
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benoits-neckerchieves · 6 months
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Omg literally everything he does is so sweet I’m gonna die 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹
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00Q au edit for @ironpe: pre-MI6 relationship
AU where Q and James had a relationship before James was recruited to MI6. After a hasty recruitment, James disappears suddenly, ordered not to contact anyone from his past life, including his lover, the man who would become Q. He's pronounced dead from a botched Naval mission that never happened, and Q goes on to search for him tirelessly for years. Until, one day, they finally meet again, as agent and quartermaster.
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After one particularly close call, James decides enough is enough. If he can die at any moment, he'd rather do it without any more regrets adding to the pile. So when he goes to return his equipment, he ignores R completely, marches into Q's office and stands right there, locking the door behind him.
Q's mouth opens, but James beats him to it. "I'm not leaving."
"007," Q sighs. "Unless the world is actively imploding, I have nothing to say to you. Kindly return your equipment to your designated handler."
"Alright, Q, you don't need to talk. I only need you to listen to me."
Q stands up, arms folded. Though his demeanor seems guarded, James notes the excessive blinking and the clench in his jaw. "I don't want to listen to any of your excuses, 007."
"No excuses, Q. I'm here to apologize." James lets out a rumbling breath. He can practically hear the grief and regret rattling in his bones, he's tired. "I shouldn't have left like I did. I've broken rules before, could've easily snuck away to contact you. Truth is, by the time I could, I had so much blood on my hands, I couldn't risk staining you. Every day since I've hated myself for hurting you. I'm sorry."
The moments stretch out between them silently, until it's suffocating. When Q finally does break the silence, it's with a whisper. "I thought you died. I've committed treason several times over, hacking into government records just to find you. I didn't want to accept you were dead."
Q looks up at him for the first time, eyes wet. "I grieved you, James, and to find out that you've been alive this whole time--"
James moves closer, but Q holds his hand up to keep him at bay.
"-- and not only that, but to find out you've moved on." Q swallows thickly. "I know about Vesper, James. Do you know what it says in your file?"
He does.
"You almost retired for her. So I suppose I never mattered enough for you to give all this up."
James sighs, defeated. "What can I do to earn back your trust?"
"I don't know if you can." Q hugs himself tightly. "And if you could, this is not the way to do it. You can't just barge in here and ask for things to go back the way they were! This isn't something you can fix with an apology!"
"I know that. I'm not trying for a quick fix, Q, I'm in this for the long run. Whatever it takes, however long it takes, I want to earn your forgiveness, please."
The last word softens Q, the fight dissipating from his posture. "I'll think about it. For now, put what's left of your kit on the table and fuck off."
James nods once, taking the small leather case from his suit pocket and placing it on the desk. "Thank you, Q."
With that, he leaves.
Q opens the case to reveal a gun, radio and electronic lock pick, all fully intact. Despite his better judgment, his battered heart skips a beat.
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prisoner-000 · 10 months
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various funnies
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myfckingnameisnuwanda · 2 months
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Piper! Btw, as someone who's first language is not english, what instrument is a pipe?? I imagined a gaita at first, but now I'm not so sure...
Masterpost
<- 006: Squirm - 008: Burned Out ->
<-<- 001: Angler Fish
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Chapters: 4/5 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi, Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, CC-2224 | Cody, Mace Windu, Ki-Adi-Mundi, Plo Koon, Satine Kryze, CT-7567 | Rex, CC-3636 | Wolffe, CC-5052 | Bly, Ahsoka Tano, CC-1010 | Fox, Quinlan Vos, Vokara Che, Darth Maul, CT-27-5555 | ARC-5555 | Fives, Jar Jar Binks Additional Tags: James Bond AU, This is based off Skyfall mostly, Spies & Secret Agents, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hurt Obi-Wan Kenobi, Obi-Wan Kenobi Has PTSD, Faked character death, Grandparent Dooku (Star Wars), Light Angst, Grief/Mourning, BAMF Obi-Wan Kenobi, BAMF CC-2224 | Cody, Alternate Universe - James Bond Fusion, Cody is an incredible agent, Obi-Wan going surprise I'm not dead, Obi-Wan Kenobi is a Disaster, Anakin Skywalker Needs a Hug, Whump, Hurt/Comfort, Kidnapping, Obi-Wan Kenobi is a Little Shit, CC-2224 | Cody is a Little Shit, Darth Maul is Obsessed with Obi-Wan Kenobi, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Darth Maul Has His Lower Half, But only because I gave him a different problem instead, Obi-Wan Kenobi Needs a Hug, Jar Jar appears for one scene, Protective CC-2224 | Cody Summary:
Obi-Wan Kenobi (007) was an agent at the top of his game until he "died" at the hands of his fellow agent in pursuit of an enemy agent. MI6 mourns him, and life continues as before, until their dead agent turns up, very much alive. Only 007 has been reassigned to a new agent, so what happens now?
Extract: He entered his main room with his gun raised, hands steady, looking at the body in the chair by his window and hearing the clink of ice against a glass as it was lifted to the lips of someone he couldn’t see.
“Kenobi.” He sighed, flicking on the lights to reveal his former agent staring back at him with those piercing blue eyes, his ginger hair down to his collar and a beard that hid most of his lips and his jaw. He lowered his gun as he approached, watching the other’s movements carefully, noting his right arm in a sling over the crisp white shirt. “What are you doing here?”
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wardenes-official · 4 months
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pinned, click for info byi !! * rpgram’s masterlist!
“ — good day, prisoners. my name is es. i’m the prison guard. this place is milgram prison. it exists to judge your sins, the ten of you. ”
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* mun / mod does semi-lit rp , crack sometimes. they might also apply their own hcs onto their muse.
muse can be in either t1 or t2 timelines, depends on the question/rp. mod is very neutral on rp plots, can follow!
꒰ RP REQS — open, go ahead and do tag me !
INBOX IS OPEN — go on and ask anything ! ꒱
៹ ៸៸ ABOUT MUSE __
﹒es, they / them pronouns
﹒warden of milgram
﹒15 years old ꒱
៹ ៸៸ ABOUT MUN / MOD __
﹒ALSO es or esmod/mun ! hello there :D
﹒he / they pronouns + trans demi-boy
﹒16 years old , suspected adhd
﹒modded by @eslover ꒱
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៹ ៸៸ SHIPS __
﹒es x oc [within age range] , okay!
﹒es x haruka / muu , okay!
﹒platonic ships , okay!
﹒es x anyone else not mentioned [romantic] , no.
៹ ៸៸ DNIS __
﹒smut / nsfw, this is a sfw blog.
﹒basic dni + israel / any other neg supporters
﹒ irls unless i permit you to interact
﹒ inappropriate mlgrm ships
﹒ pro/comship etc
selective block, doubt itll happen here…
៹ ៸៸ TAGS __ [WILL UPDATE OCCASIONALLY]
# ​꒰ mlgrm breakout! ꒱ — OOC TAG HEHEHE
# ꒰ prison tour ꒱ — guide around my blog (generally)
# ​꒰ ahem— an announcement ! ꒱ — important posts
# ꒰ request l. ꒱ — asks from inbox
# ꒰ crack ꒱ — crack roleplays/interactions
# ꒰ semi-lit ꒱ — semi lit roleplays/interactions
# ꒰ (un/)forgiven. ꒱ — heavy / light genres tags !
# ꒰ i won’t acknowledge it. ꒱ — trigger warnings, you have been warned.
# ꒰ working as per usual. ꒱ — random es talking posts to allow others to trigger short roleplays/interactions.
# ꒰ oh ? you want to talk ? ꒱ — first interaction posts/rbs coming from other ocs/prisoners!
# ꒰ report has been scrapped. ꒱ — ooc rbs!
# ꒰ a report has been made ! ꒱ — rbs abt rps/rpers
# ​꒰ short interrogations ꒱ — short post/rb rps longer than the length of 3 reblogs! below that isn’t tagged.
# ꒰ long interrogations ꒱ — long post/rb rps, for those who wish to do long roleplays with es instead of just 1 time interactions! only used when longer than short interrogations, assuming 6/7 reblogs. [ tag to rp <3 ]
# ꒰ ??? ꒱ — interactions w/ anonies
# ꒰ !!! ꒱ — interactions w/ ooc blogs
# ꒰ 00? ꒱ — interactions w/ ocs
# ꒰ 011 ꒱ — es interacts outside of asks
# ꒰ 000 ꒱ — interactions / rps w/ (other) es
# ꒰ jklp ꒱ — interactions / rps w/ jackalope
# ꒰ 001 ꒱ - ꒰ 010 ꒱— interactions or roleplays w/ prisoners + 09system!
៹ ៸៸ SPECIAL TAGS __ ?
# ꒰ extraction failed ?! 💫 ꒱ — magic anon!
# ꒰ smart… fridge ? ꒱ — milgram smart fridge.
# ꒰ interrogating… the warden ? ꒱ — ask games
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“ — i don’t know much about you lot. what i do know is that all of you are killers—that’s it. from now on, i’ll have you all enlighten me about yourselves.
once again, welcome to milgram. have a nice life in prison. ”
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solarmorrigan · 9 months
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A headcanon prompted by @anyawen (any [00Q], #37. The tender ache when you press against a bruise)
Q has always been the sort to poke at things better left alone. (He wouldn’t exactly be very good at his job if he wasn’t.)
He’d pushed schoolmates and friends as a child, making pointed observations that he later learned would be more polite to keep to himself. He’d questioned teachers relentlessly when he felt they weren’t being clear, or when things simply didn’t make sense, and only felt vindicated when he wound up in trouble for it. He’d learned to push whatever technology he got his hands on past its limits, learned how to slip past boundaries he was never meant to pass (he feels less vindicated getting in trouble for that, but it earns him his job in the end, so it all turns out alright).
One habit in particular that his mother had despaired of was his tendency to poke at bruises as they healed – testing the give of the flesh as it colored from black and purple to green and yellow, feeling the way the ache would lessen over time when he tapped around the edges.
It’s a habit he never quite grows out of, and one he doesn’t feel inclined to break when Bond goes out on missions, and it feels as though the shape of his mouth and the dots of his fingertips bruised into Q’s skin are the only thing he’s left with. The ache isn’t a fascination, then, but a reminder, and a keepsake to hold onto until Bond returns.
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morexlapis · 3 months
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arwa or jinni. 19 years old. he/him pronouns.
maybe on here still maybe not??
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blessyouhawkeye · 2 years
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i think in the next bond movie they should bring back ben whishaw's Q. everyone else is new and there's no mention of craig's bond ben whishaw is just there.
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sigh-lighter · 1 year
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I A M E N J O Y I N G T H I S I M M E N S E L Y.
(but now my hand hurts :’))
Special thanks to @aprettyspy for these banger prompts (that I may or may not revisit in the future 👀)
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I think that if Elliot Page played James Bond it would be so hot I would drop dead just hearing the news
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00Q edit for @ironpe: demon!Q kidnapped
James gets the call at six in the morning, just a couple hours since he dragged himself out of the proverbial fire and back into the frying pan, the frying pan being the hotel room Q had secured for him for his post-mission wind down. Tanner's voice is haggard and grave on the other end of the line but James is not surprised. In fact, he'd been expecting something like this.
It had been years since he'd felt exposed, Q's power had been a reassuring companion in that time, but as he was escaping away on his motorcycle earlier that evening, an unease crawled up his back. He felt unprotected, a figurative shield sliding like water off his back. It was one thing to not have Q in his ear, but to not feel his presence at all was a different kind of vulnerability altogether. It was unnerving.
And so, he had been waiting for this call.
Tanner's voice washes over him as he relays details of Q's abduction, how they did it, who the assailants were and what they want in exchange. James listens idly, cleaning his guns almost on auto-pilot until he catches the only piece of information that matters to him: Q's estimated location. Finally given the scent, James goes on the hunt.
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Q had been to church only once in his long and weary existence. It had been to tempt a priest. Having just been recently deployed to Earth, he was a trainee still. His supervisor had given him a list to accomplish: a tour of the classics, and what could be more stereotypical than convincing a priest that a few coins in his pocket was well-deserved. (After all, he took care of his flock so the flock should take care of his needs.)
What his supervisor failed to mention though was that temptations like those were best served via whispers in the wind at night while Q himself stayed right outside the window, because stepping onto consecrated land was excruciating. No, Q learned that lesson the hard way, and that pain is seared onto his memory forever, second only to Falling.
It's that same pain that's now coursing through his being, rendering him helpless on the floor of the abandoned church this terrorist group has chosen to hole up in. An outside observer would attribute his current state to the admittedly harsh beating he's been taking at the hands of their interrogator. But honestly, the blood and bruises are misleading. Endless punches and low level electrocution are nothing compared to the thrum of heaven in his bones, trying and failing to purify his wretched soul over and over again.
Finding a moment to think seems impossible and yet his mind eventually fights through the haze of pain and crawls its way toward James. He wonders how his little investment is doing. With Q incapacitated like this, his protective wards over James will surely be down. Q had inconveniently left him vulnerable during a crucial part of his mission, not that he had much choice. He hopes the madman hasn't gotten himself prematurely blown up, though it would be hilarious if he did. Maybe they can laugh about it together back in hell.
It's a little funny how much that thought comforts him.
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James finds them in an abandoned church in a small town just outside Paris. Operatives like him are often referred to as ghosts. Terrifying yet unseen, taking enemies out quickly and quietly and then disappearing just as silently. Not this time though. This time, James is a demon. A furious tempest sent to rain down fiery judgment against those who have sinned.
He moves from room to room, searching, killing, no words, no hesitation. No need to interrogate anyone, he'll find Q when they're all dead. It doesn't take long, not with a vengeful double-oh on mission.
James opens the last door, down to the small catacombs, shoots the last two men and finally sets eyes on Q, sitting limp and lifeless in a corner.
"Q!"
He crouches down next to him, one hand coming up to check for a pulse on instinct. There isn't one. Q didn't need one, but James knows he likes to keep up appearances.
When he carries Q out of the church, there's a lump in James' throat as he looks down at the frail, bloody creature in his arms. Q may have damned him all those years ago, but they've also spent those years together, building a strange kind of trust amidst all the danger and death and bickering. He always wondered why Q didn't just let him die the moment he signed his contract, but also protected him, shared his power with him, and allowed him to do good. Now, he fears he may never get the chance to ask.
Numb, he trudges past the all the blood and the bodies, as he makes his way into the surrounding forest where he'd stashed his car. He walks past the fence, each step crushing overgrown grass underfoot getting heavier and heavier until James concedes and kneels down on the ground.
"Am I supposed to pray?" He bites out a bitter laugh, looking heavenward. "Is that what you want?!"
"No, you dolt," comes the hoarse whisper. "Just get me away from this place and I'll recover."
James gasps in relief, eyes watery as he holds Q tighter against his chest. "You prick, I thought you'd died."
"Oh, James," Q wheezes out. "I never knew you cared."
"You know what? Neither did I."
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bandinhell · 6 months
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reposting my 507 x 007 art because i miss them ..... i still regret deleting my previous account
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linagram · 2 months
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all bday illustrations! i feel like something changed in my art style but it's probably just the lineart (+ shading and lighting)
#don't you think it's wild how riku was still 17 when he was first introduced and now he's gonna be 19 this year.#like it's crazy man aimi just turned 17 and akio is still 17 as well DUDE STOP GETTING OLDER!!!#and asahi is gonna be 13.. omg...#fun fact about how time works in linagram: idk how it works in canongram but here the prisoners actually do get older#but i also see it like this: to them it feels like literal months or even years have passed. they're getting older. they're celebrating-#their bdays or other holidays. but when it comes to the outside world its probably been like three days or more. like maybe a week#so when or if they manage to come back i think their bodies will go back to their pre-milgram age. sort of like they went to an alternate-#reality in some way??#if you're wondering the only reason why i decided it won't be as long in the outside world is not bc of their families or friends#SOME OF THEM HAVE PETS. AND THEIR PETS LOVE THEM A LOT. NAOMI LIVES ALONE WITH HER CAT AND THERE'S NO ONE WHO CAN TAKE CARE OF HER#(maybe some family members but do we trust naomi's family. especially her mother)#casually dropping some lore in the tags and leaving byeeeee#👑prisoner 001: miyagawa akio👑#🌸prisoner 002: hanasaki aimi🌸#💔prisoner 003: ishizu shun 💔#🌿prisoner 004: chiba naomi🌿#🍓prisoner 005: sanada kei 🍓#💎prisoner 006: yoshioka eiko💎#🍬prisoner 007: yano asahi 🍬#🎀prisoner 008: maruyama yurika 🎀#🎸prisoner 009: kuroki riku 🎸#🎭prisoner 010: himura reina🎭
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