Clever Boy.

When you enter Her Majesty's secret service, you lose your right to a name. You may call me Quartermaster, or 'Q', if you're feeling less formal. [Selective | Tracking; praefectuscastrorum]

[praefectuscastrorum]

                                 James Bond’s Quartermaster.

                             Home | Classified | Conduct | Ask                                            Written by Alec.

[stubbornwolfkiller]

“Sunlight in the hair,”               he whispered,                        “and the blue sky fixed forever in your eyes.”

                                   Independent Lestat de Lioncourt.                                  Home | Biography | Conduct | Ask                                                  Written by Alec.

[alexturnerthebanker]

Welcome back! 

Originally posted by charlieholcroft

[praefectuscastrorum]

Originally posted by allyourgifrelatedneeds

[praefectuscastrorum]

Oh my god guys, I honestly thought I’d lost Q for good. I forgot the email addresses for both here and Lestat, but yesterday I managed to get back into Lestat, and in the middle of painting my room just now, I suddenly remembered the email for Q and I’m so relieved. I was really upset about losing him.

[weloveshortvideos]

James Bond asks for a drink

[so-glad-were-neighbors-deactiva]

BRUHHH MY FACEBOOK FEED WAS WONDERFUL TODAY!!! THEY DRAGGED THIS MAN TO THE DEPTHS OF HELL I CANT BREATHE 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

[cunningboy]

“It feels like I’m talking to his SHADOW,                                                                                 suspended on DUST.”

                                          Independent Will Graham.                                   Home | Biography | Conduct | Ask                                           Re-established Apr. 2016                                                   Written by Alec.

[angstmemes]

My muse is high on painkillers after a big operation in the hospital. Send me "~" for a drug induced nonsensical greeting from my muse.

[killlgod-blog]

new fun game: reblog this post with yours and your muse’s hogwarts houses in the tags

[blindeyedmastermind]

Cute. He’d been called cute. René stared at the phone, a little furrow in his brow. He hadn’t been called cute since he was a child. It was simply not something that happened. He sat in silence for a few moments, mouth opening as if to respond, then closing again, unsure how to reply.

[SMS]: Hercules gets raises for doing his job, not for making up the damage when he doesn’t.

[SMS]: And I think if I sent his paycheck to your headquarters instead, some questions would be asked that we would both prefer to avoid.

The phone went quiet. Was that it? Q was finished? He’d tracked this phone, or whatever he was doing, and… Now what? Give it time, he reminded himself. Of course, they both had work, and the Quartermaster likely had to hide his on-the-clock conversations from coworkers a little more than Le Chiffre did.

His paranoia, however, refused to rest, creeping up his back and settling on his shoulders like a malevolent shadow. Just as he was beginning to think that perhaps it would be a better idea to throw the burner into the sea, move the ship before MI6 could get to his coordinates, a response came.

The cheek in the message was unmistakeable. Le Chiffre huffed, miffed at the insinuation.

[SMS]: I have taken care of myself since before you were alive. And taking care of oneself is hardly difficult when one rarely steps out of the office.

Defensive? Yes, but… Well, Le Chiffre wasn’t used to a bruised ego. A barely-more-than-a-kid telling him, Le Chiffre, to be careful, don’t get in trouble, don’t walk alone at night. Tch.

[praefectuscastrorum]

[SMS]: He saved your life. It’s not his fault if you don’t practice the caution you preach, Le Chiffre.

Check and mate. Q’s lips twitch into an amused smile which twists into a slight scowl when he reads the next text message to grace his screen.

[SMS]: I think you’d come out of that situation worse than I.

The implication is clear, and he slips his mobile back into his pocket petulantly. He took his position, and personal safety incredibly seriously, and he has to give himself some time to mellow out this nettled attitude and distinctly bratty tongue.

His head aches dully and he rises, heading back to his office to make himself a cup of tea. The pressures of this job were sometimes truly unbearable, and fishing his phone out of his pocket when it buzzes again, he exhales shortly through his nose. He didn’t have to put up with this sort of attitude from someone outside the organization.

[SMS]: Of course you have. And please allow me to tell you what an excellent job you’ve been doing as of late. 

[SMS]: You don’t know me. And it is unwise to make presumptions.

[beepboopoopmeep]

I felt like drawing an inspirational comic! kinda XD

[chiefofstafftanner-deactivated2]

Tanner hovered a moment at Q’s shoulder, in a gesture more like comfort than anything else. His mind turned to think on everything that has happened as of late. The travel, the intense missions, all the late nights. When he spoke again it was with a rare gentleness. “I’d give you those in a heartbeat, if I could.”

[praefectuscastrorum]

Glancing up, Q offers Tanner a rare smile which brightens his whole expression. It was good to have friends who cared so deeply. “I appreciate the sentiment, Tanner. But where would the country be without us? We both know how incompetent MI5 is. Britain would fall.” 

[lunaconfregit-deactivated201610]

Do me a favor and reblog this if you don’t mind RPs that mess with the mind.

     Sure, there’s violent RPs. But what about mind bending RPs? What about torture RPs? What about RPs that are simply creepy?

     I play a villain, so these are part of the job description. But not everyone is down for that. so, to ease a fellow fndm member’s mind (hahah, yeah right, not with that ending), give this a little reblog so I know who to follow!

[imaginemi6]

Imagine the interns passing notes when they want to talk shit about Bond because they know Q somehow has access to their text records.

[praefectuscastrorum]

What in god’s name was he doing? Fraternising with the enemy was what. He felt twitchy, and loosely anxious; a feeling made worse by the anticipation, and immediate relief when each new message lit up the device at his side.

Who would lose the most here? Him? Or Le Chiffre? Much could be lost here, and it didn’t bear thinking about. 

Blinking down at the new message, his lips twitch into a faint smile.

[SMS]: Perhaps next time you should take care not to get yourself into a state quite as bad as that. My shirts are expensive. And don’t agree with blood.

What a role reversal was this; him lecturing his superior. His eyes flick briefly across the room, and he hums quietly to himself.

[SMS]: Cautious. And yet you choose to still communicate with me despite your fears. Self destructive? Or just exceptionally stupid?

[blindeyedmastermind]

Le Chiffre couldn’t stop a little smile. Quite a mouth on him, but a witty one. The boy’s shirts were expensive? Cute. Although that did give him an idea. A stupid, reckless, pointless idea. But he indulged his humor so rarely…

[SMS]: A pity. Its sacrifice will be remembered–your department must have a ‘fallen heroes’ wall, yes? But I am sure Hercules will insist that I refrain from further risk for a while.

He’d probably be on bedrest for a week, at the mercy of the strict mothering and excellent cooking of Basil. The inhumanity.

[SMS]: Curiosity is a basic human trait. And I would look in the mirror before you make your judgement, Quartermaster.

[praefectuscastrorum]

Snorting softly, Q drums his fingers lightly on the surface of his table. A notification pings on his laptop, and he takes a moment to study it. An email from Moneypenny, something about needing satellite reports on strange Russian movements in the Baltic. He’d have to get back to work soon.

[SMS]: My shirt on the fallen heroes wall? It hardly fell in the service to my country. But it’s a cute idea.

[SMS]: You should consider giving Hercules a raise. 

It takes him almost an hour to get back to his conversation with Le Chiffre; busying himself with the various attachments and files that had been sent over from various departments. 

[SMS]: I’m not the one preaching caution. I’m quite capable of looking after myself.

[toothlessloveshiccup]

25 Captive Starter Sentences

“Don’t worry, one day you’ll get used to being cuffed all day.” “Hey, I promise not to hurt you if you behave.” “You look so pretty, crying in your cage…” “Mmmm, your neck looks beautiful with my collar on it.” “Get on your knees, NOW, pet.” —– “Here’s your dinner, pet. Come here so I can remove your gag.” “I love it when you beg me to let you go.” “This is your home now, my basement! See, the sign says “Home, sweet home!”.“ “Beg me. It’s funny. Go on, beg!” “Try and escape again!” —– “If you behave, I won’t forget to feed you tomorrow.” “I own you now. Get used to it.” “From now on, you will NEVER take your cuffs off. They’re your new best friends, baby!” “Tomorrow I’m going to let you go outside, pet!” “Good job, getting in the creeper van, stupid animal.” —– “If you come with me, I might not hurt you too bad.” “I love when you cry.” “Beg, go on! I wanna see your mascara running.” “I’m going to keep you like you should be- barefoot and pregnant.” “I like you like this. I think I’ll take a photo to remember you.” —– “No, baby, you don’t deserve outside time.”

“Hey. None of that. I told you to stop squirming.” “If you don’t stop, you’ll be punished.” “Look, I know you don’t like being in your box, but I’ll blindfold you so you don’t even know, ok?” “God, I can’t believe you thought anyone would come looking for you!”

[rpmemed]

SENTENCE MEMES FROM POPULAR TUMBLR TEXT POSTS :

this post was used for reference.

❛  but officer, they were fucking with my clique.  ❜ ❛  if you lose yourself, i will find you.  ❜ ❛  true friends don’t judge each other. they judge other people. together.  ❜ ❛  oh, you’re my friend? name three of my albums.  ❜ ❛  i’m sorry, but you must be at least a level four friend to unlock my tragic backstory.  ❜ ❛  fuck you but fuck me first.  ❜ ❛  you’re cute, what is your face html?  ❜ ❛  my life is one big ‘ wow, ok. ’  ❜ ❛  my life is just poorly made decisions with alternative music playing in the background.  ❜ ❛  i accidentally messed up my life, how do i start a new account?  ❜ ❛  my life is a joke and i’m not laughing anymore.  ❜ ❛  at myself, what the fuck are you doing.  ❜ ❛  if yahoo answers can’t solve your problem, then you’re in too deep.  ❜ ❛  this is the police. open up. tell me something about yourself, don’t be afraid.  ❜ ❛  how do you get a nice body without moving.  ❜ ❛  it’s so hard when you’re in a cuddly mood and don’t have anyone to cuddle with!! this is an outrage!!  ❜ ❛  ever wonder how different your life would be if that one thing never happened?  ❜ ❛  you ever just ugh really hard?  ❜ ❛  i’m a really affectionate person one you get past my five layers of shyness, awkwardness, fear, vague dislike and loneliness.  ❜ ❛  i was confident for like two minutes one time.  ❜ ❛  all i think about is sex and what i’m going to eat next.  ❜ ❛  i have my pencils and my tears ready.  ❜ ❛  i’m that kinda person who, between two choices, will always pick the wrong one.  ❜ ❛  i avoid everyone, including the people i like.  ❜ ❛  i always wonder why no one likes me and then i remember that i don’t even like me.  ❜ ❛  gosh golly! this beat is … whoo! this beat is … DANDY!  ❜ ❛  it’s hard being hilarious when everyone ignores you.  ❜ ❛  thinking about space fucks me up.  ❜ ❛  my biggest struggle in life is trying to make my eyeliner the same on both eyes.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could illegally download clothes.  ❜ ❛  heelys don’t have brakes because my swag don’t stop.  ❜ ❛  i know i make lots of jokes but i promise you, i’m a really sad person.  ❜ ❛  at least i can admit that i’m a piece of shit.  ❜ ❛  ‘ i’m not bitter ’ i say bitterly, with a bitter expression.  ❜ ❛  i’m fluent in talking shit.  ❜ ❛  it’s crazy how there are seven billion people on the planet and all of them are in love with me.  ❜ ❛  why am i better than everyone?  ❜ ❛  sometimes it physically pains me to hold back my sarcastic comments.  ❜ ❛  I SWEAR, I AM NOT CUTE OR SWEET. DON’T CALL ME THAT. I AM EVIL. I AM THE SHADOWS IN THE NIGHT. FEAR ME.  ❜ ❛  i don’t ‘ dress to impress. ’ i dress to depress. i wanna look so good that people hate themselves.  ❜ ❛  i love learning bad things about people i don’t like.  ❜ ❛  i bet you thought you’d seen the last of me.  ❜ ❛  i’m just an asshole with feelings.  ❜ ❛  there’s a special place in hell reserved for me. it’s called the throne.  ❜ ❛  damn boy, are you the terms and conditions? because i don’t give a fuck about what you have to say.  ❜ ❛  damn gurl, you flappy bird? because no one likes you.  ❜ ❛  your tattoo says ‘ only god can judge me, ’ yet here i am.  ❜ ❛  i’m not even sassy, i’m just an asshole.  ❜ ❛  i’m not a bitch, i am the bitch.  ❜ ❛  i like being obsessed with things so that i am distracted from how much i hate myself.  ❜ ❛  tips on talking to me when i’m pissed off: don’t.  ❜ ❛  my fashion sense is called ‘ i am cold and pissed off. ’  ❜ ❛  maybe ‘ fuck you ’ will be our always.  ❜ ❛  i believe in hate at first sight.  ❜ ❛  you hate me? wow, so much in common already.  ❜ ❛  i’m filled with hate and useless facts.  ❜ ❛  do you ever just wear headphones so people won’t talk to you?  ❜ ❛  i’d be such a good girlfriend, you’re all missing out.  ❜ ❛  getting into a relationship may seem tempting but so was getting on the titanic ship and look what happened there.  ❜ ❛  there’s always gonna be that one person who you can’t get out of your mind, no matter how hard you try.  ❜ ❛  i ship me and money.  ❜ ❛  have you ever met someone who’s smile looks like it could make flowers grow?  ❜ ❛  how do i get over someone i never dated?  ❜ ❛  i have a very big crush on you but sadly i am only a little bug and you are a garden.  ❜ ❛  if you grab my face right before you kiss me, i’ll definitely fall in love with you.  ❜ ❛  i don’t like your clothes, take them off.  ❜ ❛  put me in the coffin with both middle fingers up.  ❜ ❛  dying is taking too long.  ❜ ❛  being cremated is my last hope of getting a hot, smoking body.  ❜ ❛  don’t joke about murder. i was murdered once and it offends me.  ❜ ❛  you can’t spell school without ‘ i want to stab myself. ’  ❜ ❛  good news, everyone: dogs.  ❜ ❛  if you think it’s impossible to fall asleep to heavy metal, then you’re completely wrong.  ❜