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🏆 This is the Amazing Person Award 🏆 ✨💛 Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it is sweet to know someone thinks you're amazing inside and out 💛
// Ahh, this was very sweet to come back to, thank you friend! //
Father's Day | @rcxylancelct-mcrtcn
James had never intended for his life to turn out quite the way it did - but this was proof that he never could have dreamed of something so utterly perfect. An adoring daughter, a wonderful - if slightly grumpy and still half-asleep - husband. A perfect little fathers day.
He pushed himself up in the bed, sitting with his scarred back against the pillows as she kissed his cheek, one hand reaching out to wrap around her waist and squeeze tight in a hug.
"Good morning, sweetheart."
His feet moved from the end of the bed, making a space for their daughter to join as he quietly tried to rouse his husband and say hello. But Alastair only held his attention as long as it took Roxy to sit with them - then more pressing matters, most notably the smell of sweet pancakes and freshly brewed coffee that promised assistance in waking, took priority.
"I believe your other father has to go in for a little while today - something about that nasty business in Santa Monica last week - but at current, I seem to have escaped with an entire day off."
"Roxy, my darling," His voice was sugary sweet like the pastries on offer, free hand moving to gently push her soft hair back with equally soft affection.
"You know your father and I would love nothing more than to spend an entire day with you - but work is work, and they rarely buy into so called trivial things like holidays." An unfortunate truth. Even with a daughter at home, James hated to think of how many things he had missed due to an emergency call. But duty called, and he knew his daughter understood.
Instead, James reached for a pastry too, arm settling around Roxy's shoulders as they lent back against the headrest.
"I would love to. You'll have to explain it all to me though - water was never my speciality."
@mariatheintern | From HERE
The car ride was relatively quiet (By James' standards, at least). He didn't want to admit he was worried - it was to doubt on her skill, he knew Maria was perfectly capable - but it always felt a little like sending a friend directly into the firing line.
It was a feeling he never grew accustomed to.
A warm hand stayed on her back as they bypassed the crowd, letting Maria do the talking in favour of simply being by her side in his equally sharp suit.
"You're doing great." A soft word of encouragement was whispered as they headed inside, before his hand left her back and dropped to his side.
"Don't you ma'am me!" Victoria's hand moved to whack at Gareth's arm playfully - the hit was soft, she could hardly be forceful even if she tried - and followed by a sweet laugh.
Then, predictably, another small coughing fit.
"I get it, you don't want to talk about your cool adventures. That's fine - I find it all incredibly stressful, to be honest. I prefer to just...Not think about whatever you're all up to and where you're jetting off to next."
"I know, I know. All secrets, no talk - me and James have a sort of 'don't ask, and he won't lie' understanding." Not her favourite, but she would prefer less details than more, even if it stressed her to know what he was doing, and it stressed her not to.
Shaky hands accepted the water with a small thank you, holding it in both as she lifted it to her lips, taking care not to let the slight tremors cause her to spill.
"Does it drive you insane? Never being able to tell people what you've done, or where you've been?"
// PSA:
So I haven't really posted about it, but the last few months have been...Busy, to say the least. And with a lot of IRL things causing issues. I know my replies have been so sporadic, and given I start Uni again this week? I'm still going to be low activity for the time being. Not inactive! Just slow. //
“James, don’t get me wrong I love the excuse of getting you in a club and all but I’ll be fine. It’s an easy information extraction,” Maria told her partner and mentor as she touched up her lipstick. “And I’ll have my com on the whole time we are in there.”
It was a simple little undercover mission but she knew it was her first proper one so in truth she was glad to have him here just in case. The younger woman was a bit nervous but James had trained her meticulously to be able handle anything and everything thrown her way.
"I don't doubt that you will be absolutely flawless, my darling." After all, she had been trained by the best him.
But that fact did little to ease his worry - it was her first time out in the field like this, and if it went south? James wanted to know she was still going to be safe. And if that meant hovering over her first mission like an overprotective brother? He would do it in a heartbeat.
"And I won't get in your way, don't worry. But I want to be there, just in case." And perhaps he was being overly cautious, but his own first foray into the field had led to the death of a great man, and that was a burden he never wanted to see pass on to somebody. Especially Maria.
Father's Day | @rcxylancelct-mcrtcn
James had never intended for his life to turn out quite the way it did - but this was proof that he never could have dreamed of something so utterly perfect. An adoring daughter, a wonderful - if slightly grumpy and still half-asleep - husband. A perfect little fathers day.
He pushed himself up in the bed, sitting with his scarred back against the pillows as she kissed his cheek, one hand reaching out to wrap around her waist and squeeze tight in a hug.
"Good morning, sweetheart."
His feet moved from the end of the bed, making a space for their daughter to join as he quietly tried to rouse his husband and say hello. But Alastair only held his attention as long as it took Roxy to sit with them - then more pressing matters, most notably the smell of sweet pancakes and freshly brewed coffee that promised assistance in waking, took priority.
"I believe your other father has to go in for a little while today - something about that nasty business in Santa Monica last week - but at current, I seem to have escaped with an entire day off."
// Happy Father's Day to James Spencer & Alastair Morton, the best dads to ever dad. //
"Don't be - we divorced for the right reasons." The time she had fled, and the time it simply had not worked out, both felt like something she could accept as meant to be.
"But really, James is...He's great. He does a lot for us, especially when I'm stuck here." Somebody needed to pick up the children and keep them fed and warm and safe, and who better than a world class spy?
Plus, she knew her sons loved spending time with their cousin Roxy.
Victoria's smile - genuine and warm - soon turned to Gareth.
"Besides, from what I've heard? You and your lot have still saved the world plenty of times. You can be modest about it, but I still think it's a big comfort knowing you're all there. Looking after us normal people."
"Don't you ma'am me!" Victoria's hand moved to whack at Gareth's arm playfully - the hit was soft, she could hardly be forceful even if she tried - and followed by a sweet laugh.
Then, predictably, another small coughing fit.
"I get it, you don't want to talk about your cool adventures. That's fine - I find it all incredibly stressful, to be honest. I prefer to just...Not think about whatever you're all up to and where you're jetting off to next."
Victoria felt a twang deep in her stomach at his response - it wasn't that she thought he should have children, or any sort of judgement, more a gentle sadness at the phrasing.
'Never had time for children.' Funny, how opposite they were in that regard.
Instead, she turned her focus to the new question, a quiet snort of laughter escaping her. Followed by another chest-deep, hacking cough.
"Nope. I mean - I was, but it didn't work out. And then I was again a few years later, and that didn't work out either, but for a different reason. So now it's just me and the kids." Not that she minded much.
"Plus James and his husband too, when they're not off with you lot saving the world and all that spy stuff."
"Don't be - we divorced for the right reasons." The time she had fled, and the time it simply had not worked out, both felt like something she could accept as meant to be.
"But really, James is...He's great. He does a lot for us, especially when I'm stuck here." Somebody needed to pick up the children and keep them fed and warm and safe, and who better than a world class spy?
Plus, she knew her sons loved spending time with their cousin Roxy.
Victoria's smile - genuine and warm - soon turned to Gareth.
"Besides, from what I've heard? You and your lot have still saved the world plenty of times. You can be modest about it, but I still think it's a big comfort knowing you're all there. Looking after us normal people."
🐝 * ― 𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴 𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑳𝑶𝑮𝑼𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑷𝑻. 𝑰.
❛ it was wrong of me to assume you're ever gonna change. ❜ ❛ that's it? it was all just a lie? ❜ ❛ shame on me for thinking you were a good person. ❜ ❛ you're gonna pay for what you did to me. ❜ ❛ you didn't hear a word of what i just said, did you? ❜ ❛ believe me, you weren't my first choice either. ❜ ❛ if you've got a problem with the way i handle things, just say so. ❜ ❛ do you think we're gonna survive this? ❜ ❛ what's your problem?! ❜ ❛ will you please slow down a little? ❜ ❛ i can't believe you would do something like that. ❜ ❛ did it mean anything to you? ❜ ❛ i'm never gonna be good enough for you. ❜ ❛ we were just fooling ourselves this whole time. ❜ ❛ i'm sorry, i didn't know where else to go. ❜ ❛ i don't want to argue with you anymore. ❜ ❛ fine. you were right, and i was wrong. happy now? ❜ ❛ this day feels like it's never gonna end. ❜ ❛ i didn't think you'd care so much. ❜ ❛ this must be like the first time you were nice to me. ❜ ❛ out of all the people here, why do i have to be stuck with you? ❜ ❛ do you want to go on a date with me? ❜ ❛ honestly, i don't think i wanna leave the house today. ❜ ❛ were you ever planning on telling me about all of this? ❜ ❛ i wish i had another choice. ❜ ❛ don't flatter yourself, a fifth-grader could've done this as well. ❜ ❛ you're the most insufferable person i have ever met. ❜ ❛ here, you look like you need this more than me right now. ❜ ❛ oh, just so you know, i don't ever lose this game. ❜ ❛ just let me sleep for five more minutes. ❜ ❛ alright, is there anything else we have to do before they arrive? ❜ ❛ do you believe in ghosts? ❜ ❛ i wish we had more time together. ❜ ❛ you don't have to leave just yet ... you could stay the night if you wanted to. ❜ ❛ where are you taking me? ❜ ❛ trust me, this is the last thing i want to do. ❜ ❛ i need more time to think about what i want. ❜ ❛ why didn't you say anything earlier? we could've avoided this whole mess. ❜ ❛ i don't feel so good, i think i may be getting sick. ❜ ❛ help me! please! ❜
// A loving reminder that James loves trashy pop music. This man does every workout to a 'girlypop' playlist full of stuff like Girls Aloud, Lady Gaga and Olivia Rodrigo. //
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// Ahh this is so cute, thank you friend! //
"If you say so." Victoria felt a pang of guilt in her stomach - she had no intention of making him feel like he wasn't eating fast enough, but she knew all too well that sometimes just taking a few bites could be exhausting.
Her hand moved to her nose, adjusting the tube slightly before she picked up her drink.
"Three. Abby is my oldest - she's 14 now, can you believe? Then the twins, they're only little. They're all with Abby's dad this week - I try to keep them out of the hospital as much as I can, it's not nice for them to see me here like this." Putting the straw to her lips, she sipped for a moment.
"What about you? Any little spies running around?"
Victoria felt a twang deep in her stomach at his response - it wasn't that she thought he should have children, or any sort of judgement, more a gentle sadness at the phrasing.
'Never had time for children.' Funny, how opposite they were in that regard.
Instead, she turned her focus to the new question, a quiet snort of laughter escaping her. Followed by another chest-deep, hacking cough.
"Nope. I mean - I was, but it didn't work out. And then I was again a few years later, and that didn't work out either, but for a different reason. So now it's just me and the kids." Not that she minded much.
"Plus James and his husband too, when they're not off with you lot saving the world and all that spy stuff."
"Lemon? Who even orders lemon ice cream anymore?" Victoria's tone was playful, a gentle ribbing at their age difference, although there was a certain level of truth to it.
She rarely saw anyone who wasn't a pensioner order a flavour like that.
"Besides, I've got three kids. The more chocolate-y, packed full of sugar and bits an ice cream is? The more they love it. They're just attracted to anything that's like a dessert." Not that her brother was much better with his famed sweet tooth.
Her eyes moved to the food in front of them, tone moving to something a little softer.
"I promise I'm not trying to be patronising, but do you want some help? I can like, cut it into little pieces or something?"
"If you say so." Victoria felt a pang of guilt in her stomach - she had no intention of making him feel like he wasn't eating fast enough, but she knew all too well that sometimes just taking a few bites could be exhausting.
Her hand moved to her nose, adjusting the tube slightly before she picked up her drink.
"Three. Abby is my oldest - she's 14 now, can you believe? Then the twins, they're only little. They're all with Abby's dad this week - I try to keep them out of the hospital as much as I can, it's not nice for them to see me here like this." Putting the straw to her lips, she sipped for a moment.
"What about you? Any little spies running around?"
What does your muse's name mean?
James
Meaning: Supplanter; Holder of the heel
Popular from Biblical times to the modern day, James is a baby name that may never go out of style—especially considering its current fluidity. Traditionally a masculine name, James has become increasingly popular as a gender-neutral choice. Throughout history, James has been given to kings, presidents, entertainers, and regular folks alike. Thanks to its adaptability, it will probably continue to grace the tops of baby name lists far into the future.
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Bonus: Victoria
Meaning: Victory
Victoria is the feminine version of Victor and is of Latin origin, meaning "victorious." From Victoria, Roman Goddess of Victory, and Queen Victoria's reign to modern-day entrepreneur Victoria Beckham, it is clear that this name symbolizes confidence and power.
