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[mistflyer1102]

Title: Splintered Illusions Author: mistflyer1102 Artist: bjodoodles Fandom/Genre: Skyfall (2012), James Bond (Craig Movies) Pairing(s): James Bond/Q Rating: M Word Count: 37,374 Warnings: N/A Summary: 

A week after Bond returns from his watery grave in Istanbul, he hears that the once missing list of NATO agents has resurfaced in a quiet neighborhood in Paris, and leaves at once to rectify an error made three months before.

A week after hearing about the explosions at MI6 in London, Q, taking time off from his job at the British embassy in Paris, takes his latest commission--a list of names--back to the mercenary who commissioned the decryption.

Q knows he has hunters after him. The problem is that he doesn't know who all of them are.

It was always about seeing through the illusions we cast to protect ourselves.

Fic link: 

http://archiveofourown.org/works/2762528/chapters/6194651 Art link: 

http://bjodoodles.tumblr.com/post/105039086373/title-apollo-and-daphne-00qreversebang

[mistflyer1102]

Sunday Six

Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project — published, submitted, in progress, for your cat — whatever.  

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Without prompting from Bond, Moneypenny leaned forward to pull Fournier away from the younger man as Bond approached Q, moving slowly as to not accidentally spook him. Bond gently reached forward and rested a hand on Q’s forearm to encourage him to lower the gun, carefully sliding Q’s fingers off of the handgrip as he leaned forward to gently whisper, “Was that your first time shooting another man?” into the thick dark curls.

"No, I’ve shot before in self defense. But never in cold blood, I was just afraid, he—Christ, James, I’m still angry with you but at the same time I thought you were going to die or at the very least go out the window instead," Q said after a moment, blinking rapidly as he allowed Bond to pull him close. "I don’t know if I can handle it for very long if you continue to scare me like this," he admitted as Bond snorted gently before kissing him gently on the forehead. 

"I hate to disappoint you then, because I face similar risks every time I’m sent out," Bond replied as he buried his face into the crook of Q’s neck, secretly delighted yet relieved at the implied promise of a future even as he nuzzled warm skin.

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From the 00Q Reverse Bang, in collaboration with the lovely bjodoodles :)

[mistflyer1102]

Sunday Six

Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project — published, submitted, in progress, for your cat — whatever.  

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Bond remained absolutely still despite an aching cock, closing his eyes as he felt Q's lightly callused fingertips gently brush against the scars on his torso and abdomen. "Christ, I'm surprised you're still alive," Q murmured ever so softly after a moment, hazel eyes looking intently at Bond's own blue.

"Shrapnel," Bond supplied before Q could ask, eyes closing as he felt Q's hands move across his skin. "Bullet," he said when he felt the fingers pause on another spot. He opened his eyes right as Q leaned forward to capture another kiss. "You are gorgeous," he murmured against Q's lips, resting his hands on Q's bare waist as the latter stretched himself over Bond, squirming delectably against him. Bond smirked as Q looked down at him with a mischievous smile before Q leaned down for another kiss, and allowed Q to stretch his arms over his head as their fingers intertwined with each other.

Zzzttt!

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From the 00Q Reverse Bang. If I ever come up with a title, you all will be the first to know ;)

[mistflyer1102]

Sunday Six

Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project — published, submitted, in progress, for your cat — whatever.  

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"It's difficult to find someone like that nowadays," he said, moving to join Q on the bunk, offering one of the full glasses to Q.

Q nodded absently as he took a sip of wine. "And what do you do once you've found such a partner?" he asked even as he leaned closer.

"Cherish them in the time that I had," Bond murmured as he lowered his head in hopes of stealing a small kiss.

He was close until Q gently pulled away, brow furrowing as he looked down. "I'm sorry James, I really wish I could," he said quietly, staring at his glass. Bond waited patiently, sipping his wine as Q struggled to find his words. "It's just, I don't want anyone to get hurt on my account," he admitted, looking up at Bond despondently.

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From the 00Q Reverse Bang, which will have a title soon. I promise.

[mistflyer1102]

Sunday Six

Each Sunday, post six seven sentences from a writing project — published, submitted, in progress, for your cat — whatever.  

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"Yes, I know!" Q took several deep breaths to calm himself down before he leaned down, nearly touching noses with Bond. "I don't care that Patrice took the hard drive, hell, I wanted him to fucking take it!" he said in a controlled voice, hazel eyes boring into Bond's own.

Bond raised an eyebrow even as his hands involuntarily reached up and ghosted up and down Q's partially covered arms. "And why, pray tell, did you want him to take it?" he whispered, resting his grip on Q's upper arms.

Q smirked before he leaned down and whispered, "Because he thinks he has the data he wants, which gives us the chance to get the upper hand while he discovers the viruses and other malware that is actually stored on that hard drive."

Bond stared at Q for a few seconds, breathing heavily as he slowly reached up and very carefully brushed aside some of the mussed dark hair. "You are my mad little genius," he whispered as he gently cupped the back of Q's neck and pulled him down for a slow, deep kiss, fingers curling into the thick dark strands and pressing Q closer while holding him still.

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From the still untitled 00Q Reverse Bang :)

[mistflyer1102]

Sunday Six

Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project — published, submitted, in progress, for your cat — whatever.  

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"You seem to speak as though from experience," Bond casually remarked, quietly noting the deep etched lines of worry around Q's hazel eyes.

"Perhaps because I wonder if I've been brought into a fight that was never mine to begin with, and I don't know who one of the potential combatants are. Consequently, I am trying to put as much distance between myself and everyone else, although I don't think I'm doing a very good job," Q admitted, shrugging with a shoulder.

"If it's any comfort, I don't think you'll have to worry about turning into a tree," Bond said, eyeing the stone roots where Daphne's feet would have been had she not transformed in time. He tilted his head and said, "My name is Bond, James Bond."

"Q, but I suspect you already knew that."

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Another excerpt from the so far untitled 00Q Reverse Bang fic, in collaboration with the lovely bjodoodles :)

[ayrtonwilbury]

sunday paragraph

Q woke up to see M in his room. He stared at the older man before he struggled to sit up. “Sorry, sir,” Q said and bit his lip.

“Sorry? For what?” Mallory asked as he grinned. “Sleeping while you are in Medical?” Q blinked and for a split second saw Mallory as his large red Stag form. Q blinked again and the man still stood by his bedside. “How are you faring?”

Q shifted on the bed. “Bruised ribs, scrapes and cuts here and there,” Q answered. “Nothing that requires surgery, thank goodness.”

“Well, cats do have nine lives,” Mallory continued to grin. “Well, take a few days to rest, I'd like to see my quartermaster back on duty soon.”

[mistflyer1102]

Sunday Six

Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project — published, submitted, in progress, for your cat — whatever.  

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"We suspect there may be a small chance that Patrice may return to Paris for the list, it may be advisable to act as though he will," Tanner said, glancing up at Bond.

"Duly noted." Bond turned to M and said, "How do you wish to proceed with the hacker once he's caught?"

"It depends if he still has the list or not. If he sells it before capture, I leave his fate to your judgment once he's given you the information about the buyer," M replied, closing the folder in front of her. "If he has the list when you capture him, bring him back to London for further questioning. After that, his fate is no longer your concern."

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From the so far untitled 00Q Reverse Bang fic, in collaboration with the lovely bjodoodles :)