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hungry-hobbits-art · 2 years
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Bond closed his eyes and allowed himself to take in the sensations; Silva's silk shirt, the pressure of his fingers, the coolness of the razor.
Silva's voice flowed honey-like through his ears, "Stay still. I would hate to slip up."
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alternate shaving scene cos i think about it a normal amount
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johndoe-lesbo · 2 years
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I watched “No Time to Die” (JESUS CHRIST THAT ENDING) & I am currently watching Skyfall… Silva my beloved. My father. My everything.
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sunaddicted · 1 year
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@gottaread2 thank you for the tag! This is going to be fun because I write long ass sentences 😬
Rules: share the first line of your most recent fanfics and then tag ten people. If you have written fewer than ten, don't be shy and share anyway!
1. Gotham Blues (Nygmobblepot) - To say that Edward didn't remember the last time he had left Gotham would have been a lie; he didn't think there was anything in the whole universe that could make him forget watching the city disappear from sight, further and further away, swallowed by thick clouds as his plane climbed up in the sky, taking him all the way across the Atlantic where he alone would be privy to his ghosts and memories.
2. Cannibalized Hearts (Justice Lords Superbat) - In hindsight, Bruce should have known that the game he had been playing was one that he couldn't win; no matter how smart, how stealthy, how organized he was, in no universe he could have managed to aide the resistance when he was surrounded by super-powered beings that already kept him under tight surveillance, suspicious of his every move, well-aware that his heart just wasn't in the new Regime.
3. Valentine's Date Night (Superbat) - Bruce never had anything against Valentine's Day.
4. Curiosity (00Silva) - “So, who’s the new kid?”
5. Sweeter (Q&Silva) - “I’m telling you only one more time-”
6. Affinity (00Silva) - "Bond"
7. Dancing in Circles (00q) - Q didn't even raise his eyes from the monitor he was looking at when he heard the heavy noise of a package landing on his desk "Good morning to you too"
8. Of Scales and Feathers (Nygmobblepot) - Edward blinked slowly at the tank in front of him, one hand firmly wrapped around the handle of his gun and the other deliberately moving in front of the glass, trying to track its inhabitant's movements: it seemed lethargic enough - or maybe just disinterested in Edward, as long as he didn't reach inside of its enclosure.
9. Karaoke Nights (Nygmobblepot) - When Oswald had opened the Lounge, he had never imagined he would have to suffer through karaoke nights; they were the kind of tacky and cheap entertainment that didn't belong in a place as exclusive as his club, when rich Gothamites eagerly paid for watered-down and overpriced drinks just for the pleasure of rubbing shoulders with Gotham's Rogues.
10. Deluge (Nygmobblepot) - The rain wasn't exactly a stranger to Gotham but Oswald could barely remember the last time it had poured for so long - or better, he did remember but he had no desire to reminisce so, he just closed down the Iceberg Lounge when it became evident that not even Gothamites were willing to go out in such bad weather just for a drink, sent his employees home and went back to the manor, offering his driver a room for the night when the crack of thunder welcomed them to the Palisades: finding good and discrete drivers who could also handle themselves decently in a gun fight was a hassle and Oswald had no intentions of losing his when he had more than enough space to host him.
Tagging (no pressure!): @gwylliondream @irisbleufic @acapelladitty @spiritofcamelot @thegreenfairy13 @pamdizzle @gemenice @happygoloony @solarmorrigan @themuller13
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hungry-hobbits · 2 years
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: James Bond (Craig Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James Bond/M | Gareth Mallory Characters: Eve Moneypenny, James Bond, M | Gareth Mallory Additional Tags: Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Secret Relationship, though not really, Post-Movie: Skyfall (2012)
Summary: Someone who certainly shouldn't be has been out of the loop for longer than Mallory realized.
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jamesraoulsilva · 1 year
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i can’t believe that ten years after the fact (i.e. skyfall 2012 dir. sam mendes) people are finally waking up to d craig’s queer potential. i’m not mad. i love benoit blanc it’s just funny to me that finally the universe is proving us (i.e. 00silva hoes) right
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1997berserk · 1 year
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javier bardem and daniel craig are so gratuitously too good together 00silva should have had three full movies
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appreciatingtokrev · 2 years
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god i have so many things to talk about help
anyways i just did some psychology on myself and. i make so much sense when you look into it?? i’ve always wondered why i was so bad at characterizing characters, especially if i’m writing a fanfic or you’re telling me to describe a fictional character in adjectives. i’ve failed every time i tried and it’s not getting better. but
i started reading grindeldore and 00silva fics recently, like, a lot, and i’ve noticed something. i immediately notice when anybody’s just slightly mischaracterized. i don’t mind it most of the time, though it immediately stops my reading flow if the characterization is on point and suddenly, there’s a small thing that isn’t. but whenever i read fanfics about idk, genshin or tokrev, i don’t even know the canon characterization so i don’t notice mischaracterization a lot. and i finally know why!!
like, i’m bad at understanding what people mean/think/feel. i need tone tags for text half of the time to be sure. so, the more levels of help i get in understanding, the easier i can read a character and, therefore, grasp their personality. if i watch a live-action movie i’ve got the voice, the expression, body language, how others react to certain things and i’ve got all of it in great detail. reading something without images is the second easiest because of the descriptions and my imagination. and then there’s anything else; comics, animations, video games etc. some of you may wonder why books/fics are easier for me to interpret than things with pictures that aren’t live-action? the detail. there’s so much more depth in ,,he furrowed his brows and tried to smile, but his lips only trembled in sadness’’ than in a picture of somebody with furrowed brows who isn’t smiling because there’s a thousand reasons you’d make this face and nobody tells me which one it is in a comic.
so, yeah. i figured out a bit more about how my adhd brain works.
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00javierbardem · 2 years
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I CAN. NOT. CANNOT. CAN’T.
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luulapants · 2 years
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Javier Bardem sensually undressing and bad touching Daniel Craig while he’s tied to a chair, implying he’s an alcoholic with mommy issues, and then challenging him to a competition to determine who’s “on top” has utterly deranged me. I’m deranged now. I’m not okay.
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lucys-place · 2 years
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Anybody out there still into 00Silva??? Brand new fan playlist OUT NOW!  😇😅 
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dilanmoodboards · 3 years
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In honor of No Time To Die, and Daniel Craig’s last film as Bond (and maybe the end of the franchise) here’s one of my problematic OTP’s
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johndoe-lesbo · 3 years
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I made this and forgot to post it lol 🐀🍸💻
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sunaddicted · 2 years
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Can I prompt request some 00Silva (both of them agents AU) 🥺
I'm so sorry that it took me ages to write and that's so short :( unfortunatly, writer's block is still kicking my ass to hell and back
"Bond"
"Rodriguez"
"It's Silva now"
"Right, I've heard all about your little identity crisis"
Raoul let the jab roll off of his shoulders; he didn't really care about what Bond's smarmy ass had to say - he didn't care about the man at all, really. 
But he had to play nice, M's not so subtle threats still echoing around his head. Sometimes he wondered why he was still so pathetically steadfast in his service to MI6 - to her. Then he remembered that, despite the torture she had left him to, she had also come to his rescue once she had felt he'd been subtly punished for his indiscretions and had bestowed upon him a new identity. 
A new life.
A new life that didn't look any different from the one he had before, besides the fact that his hair care expenses had become considerably higher once he had decided to go blond to conform to the passport that had been thrown in his lap. He still debated with himself whether M herself had written in that detail, hellbent on annoying the fuck out of him for the rest of his life. 
"You're quiet" James observed, easily keeping up with the other's confident strides through the crowded airport.
"I believe that when one has nothing to say, keeping silent is the best course of action" Raoul walked right past the security check, leading Bond into the diplomatic lane "Let me speak" 
James raised his hands, amused by the other's briskness "Of course" he'd been to Hong Kong before, even if only in passing, and while he knew that English and traditional Chinese were the official languages, he has also noticed that most people tended to speak a local variant of Cantonese. James knew a couple of words, enough to order a drink - nothing compared to the syllables easily tumbling down Silva's tongue.
It would have been more impressive if the man hadn't basically turned into a local.
"We're free to go, someone from the office will collect the rest of your luggage"
It seemed like a waste of manpower but James wasn't going to argue about not having to carry around his luggage when he could easily have it delivered to his hotel room "Are we going to Station H?"
"Do you have anything better to do, 007?"
There was something about the other's voice giving life to his title that sounded... Lurid. It made James wonder whether the other man ever let go and had some fun that didn't entail treason - something more low-key, featuring champagne and freshly laundered sheets: he had a feeling that Silva would be infinitely more pleasant if pampered within an inch of his life. 
He let out a whistle at the car he was being led to "Well, I wouldn't mind a turn with this beauty"
"Keep dreaming" Raoul slid behind the steering wheel "I know all about your abysmal track record when it comes to destroying equipment and annihilating cars"
"I thought M cured you of your nasty snooping habit?"
Snooping . 
As if what he did could ever be defined in such a childish manner "I don't need to hack anywhere to read all about your fuck ups: they're right there for everyone to see" compiled in tidy little reports that exhuded annoyance. Still, despite being an ever expanding black hole eating away at MI6 budget, Bond was revered by colleagues and higher-ups alike; he was expendable of course - they all were - but Raoul had gotten the impression that he was an almost invaluable asset.
Almost being the keyword.
One day even Bond would be left to rot - or maybe that day had come and gone already and just like Raoul, the other agent had had the choice to either snap or move on.
Raoul parked in his spot, the basement of the skyscraper as unassuming as any other; whereas MI6 didn’t make a mystery of its location in London, Station H was disguised as one of the countless office buildings which made up the core of the city with their spines of steel and glass, jutting up into the sky.
While Bond couldn’t imagine Silva prowling the corridors at Vauxhall, it was evident just how much in his element the other man was at Station H, every step exuding the kind of confidence that someone who had once been deemed a traitor and left to die really had no business to feel.
James had always admired an unhealthy dose of spite and guts.
He couldn’t wait to take the other man apart.
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hungry-hobbits · 8 months
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i wanna write a 00silva fic where silva is like doing all this psychoanalytical work on bond and bond's just sat there like "nope. who cares"
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jamesraoulsilva · 3 years
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skyfall script...
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castillon02 · 3 years
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00Silva Melted Coconut Eggy Cake
There may come a time when, as a 00, you have four egg yolks leftover from a previous recipe. 
The angel on your 00 shoulder says, “Well, what about a nice custard or some ice cream?” 
The devil on your shoulder puts a bullet between the angel’s eyes while chanting, “Eggy cake eggy cake eggy cake!!!” 
Directions: 
Put your four egg yolks into a bowl if they are not already in a bowl. A cup or a combat helmet works too. Whatever is round and nearby. 
Add leftover coconut flakes, sugar, and almond extract into the egg yolk container. Stir. 
Add a handful or two of flour until the texture seems cakelike. Add a splash of milk when you accidentally put too much flour in. 
Belatedly remember that “lift” isn’t just something you learned about in flight school, and add a pinch of baking powder and a splash of lemon juice. 
Stir until the consistency looks bakeable. 
Remember: use whatever amounts look right! You’re a 00, not one of those eggheads in Q Branch who does things like “measuring” and “following a recipe in order to produce repeatable results.” 
You’re using coconut because your beloved nemesis happens to leave it around the kitchen, but other additions would also work. 
Pour your improvised culinary concoction into a ramekin, or, probably easier to find, an oven-safe cocktail glass. 
Bake at 350F or 180C for 20-30 minutes, until the top is golden brown and your beloved nemesis’s bowie knife comes out of the cake clean. 
“How did you manage that?” Silva asks when the little cake comes out of the oven. 
“It had a bad reaction to the cyanide,” Bond says, and dodges pre-emptively.
The cake tastes like scrambled eggs and cake had a child together. For other people, perhaps not ideal. For James Bond? Perfect. 
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