#10kiaoi

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Did a Collab with the amazing @10kiaoi !! I loved colouring in your Line art!!! 🥰🥰🥰💖💖💖💖 Love you!! 🏷️: @sunhatllama @maehemthemisfit @growingupnrealizing @starcrossedreaders

[mi6-cafe]

We’re still blown away by the enthusiasm the fandom’s shown for our miniBang (it’s now 26 fics and 26 pieces of art!!). And so to thank everyone who signed up, we’ve decided to rec their work in these posts and also to help you to get to know them better. You see, besides old favourites, we’ve also got quite a few newcomers!  (See all the spotlight posts here.)

We know that we’ve advertised the miniBang as “one last event before the movie” and now the premier’s moved to November, but the Bond fandom has no time to sigh!

We’ll keep writing and arting and supporting our writers and artists with many reblogs and comments!

Now, give it up for:

Dart

she/her

Links:  Dart on AO3   @dartier​ On Tumblr,  

What are your top three dream Bond-film destinations for a holiday?

Scotland, Swiss Alps, Space

What’s your Bond OTP/OT3? What’s your favourite rare pair? 

00Q, JAQ

Choose your favourite child (fic, artwork). Tell us about it. (OK, you can pick 2. But that’s it!)

Protective James Bond is Protective ~or~ Au Contraire Motherfucker  Because I like to laugh and it cracks me up. 

I’m writing a fic for the minibang. 

I’m writing for the prompt: You will have to wait and see. 

@10kiaoi is my partner. This work of theirs is my favourite: 

10kiaoi Sp00qy header 

Ask your partner: “If you were an ice cream flavour what flavour would you be and why?” What was their answer?

Cookies and cream

[ayrtonwilbury]

Dinner

eyyyyy so @10kiaoi did this and wrote about it. enjoy.  

“Do you honestly think it was a good idea to send him back to them?” Tanner asked M and CIA Director Ryan.

Jack Ryan scoffed and folded his arms across his chest. “Leiter is the best; the very best of what the CIA can do. If anyone can bring them down, it’s him.” Ryan looked over at M. “What about Tanaka?”

“Tanaka has gone dark the past few days, but I have complete faith in him,” M replied. “Mr. Tetsuro Tamba was nice enough to loan Tanaka to us for a while to get this under control.”

The monitor beeped and the three of them turned their heads. Felix Leiter’s lifeline quickened before it finally slowed again.

“Let’s hope we can get them out soon,” Ryan muttered and went to pour himself a drink.

~~

“Felix, you’ve been here for six months,” James smiled as they sat at the dinner table. There were about eight people in all at the large white table and it was tradition for them to eat together. Agents from all over the world were brought together and now part of James and Q’s new agency; the bastardization of SPECTRE. Underneath them all were bull sharks and various other tropical fish that constantly had Felix question how the fish were actually fed. James sipped his champagne and continued to stare at the former CIA agent. “Six months ago, we found you again in the desert and I’m assuming that you told M and the others about our demands?”

Felix took his own glass and drank while the waiter placed down white pearl albino caviar in front of them. Felix raised an eyebrow before he just smiled. “They didn’t want to meet your demands. And I knew that what they were doing was wrong. You have shown me the right path.”

James leaned back, a lock of his hair fell over his left eye as he smirked; the silver rings on his left hand more prominent against his tanned skin. James’s gaze bore into Felix and Felix felt a shiver run down his spine. “Why did you come back to us, Felix?”

Felix opened his mouth before he closed it. He had to think of an answer. Why did he come back? Revenge of course but...he knew what the two of them were capable of. “I came here on my own volition.”

“What about you, Tiger?” James looked over at the man who sat next to Felix. “What is your reason?”

“Japan may be advanced in its technology but not in its way of spying and world leadership,” Tiger Tanaka explained as he moved to spread the caviar on a cracker to eat. “It is time to bring Japan and the world to the 21st century in the spy game.”

James was about to open his mouth but the head of the table held up his left hand. In the middle of his left hand bore a hideous scar of the Cyrillic letter sha. Smert Shpionam. Death to Spies. James closed his mouth and huffed. The left hand also bore the mark of the SPECTRE ring before he put his hand down. The young man looked up at the two of them and the rest of the people at the table vanished. Both Tiger and Felix looked around quickly for the others. The white cat on the man’s lap stared at the two of them with large blue eyes.

“Q, darling,” James started but the man glared at James. James narrowed his eyes and stayed quiet.

“Time and time again the two of you have lied to me,” Q said as the cat jumped off of his lap. “Did none of you learned when we killed Trevelyan?”

Felix and Tiger were about to answer when cuffs wrapped around their wrists in their chairs. Felix swore and Tiger tried to move. Q stood up, the white suit much more pristine than the rest of the room.

“Sir, what are you doing?” Tanaka asked quickly.

“We bring the best of the best into our home to make the world a better place,” Q explained. “And I thought we were making very good progress with you two.” Q moved over and punched Felix in the face. “But we have bloody eyes and ears everywhere in this goddamn facility. Did you not realize that we have listened to every conversation that you managed to get out of this complex to M and the others?”

Q moved back to the head of the table and pressed his palm against the top of the table. His section of the table disappeared and two monitors complete with keyboard rose upward. Q’s fingers began to type furiously onto the keyboard while a large projector screen came down from behind them. James just chuckled, lit a cigarette, and rocked in his chair. The projection screen turned on and the camera was pointed into Q-branch, to M, and the Ryan.

“Hello Ryan. Hello M,” Q sneered as he began to type some more. The rest of the table disappeared except for the part with his computer and the chairs that held Tiger and Felix moved to the center of the aquarium pit. Q moved and stared at the camera while the others on the other side did nothing. “Time and time again you bring intruders into our home. We wanted to treat them like family. Is there something that you want? You know, all you have to do is ask and not bring poor assassins into my home.”

Neither M or Ryan spoke. Q tsked and typed again. Tiger’s chair moved away from Felix and to the side of the aquarium pit. Tiger looked over at the screen in hopes of a rescue but he knew that it wouldn’t come. Felix’s hands rose above his head as he was raised upward off of his chair with magnets of some sort. Felix swore out and tried to get free but couldn’t. James moved over and with his knife, slowly plucked out the buttons on Felix’s dress shirt. James hummed, in the middle of his left hand bore the same letter sha as Qs did. James chuckled and leaned forward to whisper: “You should have joined us when you had the chance, Felix. The sharks? They haven’t been fed in a while...they like the taste of human flesh.”

James brought the knife down and slashed at Felix’s arms. Felix jumped at the touch as James moved away and the top glass began to disappear. The droplets of blood dripped into the water and the sharks began to thrash about. James chuckled and wiped the knife with a napkin. Q looked up from his controls and nodded.

“Now you will know what will happen to every agent that you pretend to send us,” Q told them. “I knew it was a mistake to bring Felix back to you but I will not make the same mistake again. Because of your ignorance, Felix Leiter and Tiger Tanaka will die.”

Q pushed a button and Felix dropped into the water. M and Ryan had to watch in horror as Felix was attacked by sharks while Tiger screamed for mercy.

[teamdoubleoh]

@10kiaoi

your nayme is 10k

and wen its nite

well for youe it would actually be daylite;

we do the RP

the tags are monologues

our littel sekrit;

we cue the blogge.

[brookebond]

10kiaoi replied to your post “Photographer!Bond & Model!Q. I need this AU. Is there a fic out...”

Peeps, stop giving me ideas, I'm backlogged enough as it is ( ´•̥̥̥ω•̥̥̥` )

You're safe! I’m writing this right now.

Have a snippet!

***

Eve led him to the bedroom where a few assistants had been setting up lights and staging the room to make it look more polished.

Bond sighed and shrugged, he shouldn’t have taken Eve at her word when she said it wasn’t a fashion shoot. He set his things down and started adjusting the lights that were set up, making sure everything was in working order. He took a few snaps to check the light levels and framing.

He was making the last adjustments to his camera settings when Eve came back, a dark haired wisp of a man following behind her.

The man—Bond hesitated to call him a boy despite how young he looked—was barefoot with a black silk robe tied tightly around his waist, accentuating the slim build and pale complexion. This was probably what Eve meant when she said it was right up his alley.

Bond couldn’t stop the chuckle that bubbled up when Eve winked at him. He could already tell it was going to be a long day.

[mi6-cafe]

We’re still blown away by the enthusiasm the fandom’s shown for our miniBang (it’s now 26 fics and 26 pieces of art!!). And so to thank everyone who signed up, we’ve decided to rec their work in these posts and also to help you to get to know them better. You see, besides old favourites, we’ve also got quite a few newcomers! (See all the spotlight posts here.)

We know that we’ve advertised the miniBang as “one last event before the movie” and now the premier’s moved to November, but the Bond fandom has no time to sigh!

We’ll keep writing and arting and supporting our writers and artists with many reblogs and comments!

Now, give it up for:

Izzie

@fangirlingalittletoohard on Tumblr

What are your top three dream Bond-film destinations for a holiday?

Macau, Austria, Bahamas

Do you have a favourite Bond film? 

Skyfall

What’s your Bond OTP/OT3? What’s your favourite rare pair?

OTP - 00Q

OT3 - Don’t have one

Rare pair - again, I don’t have one (I’m quite basic in my shipping) 

Choose your favourite child (fic, artwork). Tell us about it. (OK, you can pick 2. But that’s it!)

My favourite of mine would probably be “His sweet kiss” 

[mods: some of our participants have also decided to rec the works of other authors in this section, so we’ll be including them as well :) ]]

“I need a medic” by @pettikotes  - I genuinely don’t know what I love about this but every time I see this piece I’m reminded of how gorgeous it is

After scrolling through @whimsycatcher ‘s blog for ages, I couldn’t find this piece, so here’s a link to it on Pinterest instead:  - I just adore Q protecting Bond and the fact that it’s all grey with red highlights (as an English lit student I do love a bit of symbolism)

I’m writing a fic for the minibang. 

I’m writing for the prompt:  

“Are you… Are you James Bond?!”  “...Yes.” “Oh. My. God. You really are, aren’t you! They told us all about you in training! I’m such a fan! Did you really wrestle a shark on the bottom of the Mariana Trench?”  “...What?!”  “Will you sign my laptop case please?”

@10kiaoi  is my partner. 

Hunting pack is my favourite work of theirs 

Ask your partner: “If you were an ice cream flavour what flavour would you be and why?” What was their answer?

Cookies and cream

[a-forger-and-a-point-man]

@10kiaoi and i have been having a hilarious conversation about alec trevelyan, 006, going off on some really long mission and one day coming back to find his best friend and bonafide womanizer james bond has moved in with three other guys including the quartermaster of mi6, the quartermaster’s stunt double (when did mi6 even assign those?), 009, and... blofeld’s cat lives with them???? 

lololol

[princesspampuria]

Dear Auntie @10kiaoi,

Is that Daddy in your profile picture? Daddy is prettier than the prettiest flower when he takes off his glasses. 

Sincerely,

Pampuria Bond