00q fic recs: bond’s souvenirs
1. Heartkiller by Celyan
There were days — rare as they were — when Q was busy but not dreadfully so, when he was able to include a prototype in need of field testing into an agent’s kit and expect to have it returned in good condition after the mission ended, and when he didn’t need to despair over what went on the comms and how to explain those conversations to M, or even worse, Eve.
This was not such a day.
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you gotta love the tried and true method of asking out via mission souvenirs
2. Sugar by withered (@everything-withered)
Contrary to popular rumour, it doesn't start with the kitschey souvenirs snatched from various locales around the world.
It starts because Q rolls his eyes, and drawls, "Am I to your satisfaction then, Mr Bond?"
And that's it. That's how it starts.
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sfhjaskjfh accidental sugar daddying
3. That's Not Tea! by SammyWrites
Prompt from @christinefromsherwood on tumblr: 00Q, both smitten, Bond brings Q an especially mixed blend of herbal tea as a souvenir from a mission, Q loves the present! it smells divine! he could kiss this beautiful thoughtful agent! only problem: once brewed, that stuff is VILE! and Bond keeps fishing for compliments, asking him if he likes it!
This was such fun to write!
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rip q











