Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
17 Jan 2017
And if you can’t keep someone who loves *this* deeply in the Light, the Force thinks, then may he purge you, and I shall let the Darkness reign until I again see hope.
Because if you can't keep someone with *Anakin's* capacity for love from Falling, then there is no hope left for you.
Fandom: GoldenEye (1995), James Bond (Craig movies), James Bond (Movies), James Bond - All Media Types, Leverage, White Collar
1 Aug 2017
An invasion into MI6 has only one purpose: abduct the Quartermaster. When a dubious offer is forwarded to them, and noone is eager to act upon it, Bond is the one to jump in headfirst.
Fandoms: James Bond (Craig movies), James Bond (Movies)
7 Nov 2015
On a Sunday night, due to a favour that M owed, Q is asked to help out with some immediate security issues at - as it happens to be - his former university. Obligingly, as the exemplary Quartermaster that he is, albeit grugdingly, Q complies with M's wishes.
Whereas he's not keen on facing a place of his past he was eager to get away from swiftly, he's oblivious to the fact that there are others who anticipate the reunion with their old acquaintance...
Fandoms: Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms, James Bond (Movies), James Bond - All Media Types, Skyfall (2012) - Fandom
17 Nov 2015
Due to popular demand: My tumblr fills, now moved onto AO3!
This collection pertains to all fills that focus on Bondlock. In practise, any Sherlock/James Bond crossovers - most involved Q as a Holmes, although some other pairings within the 'verses apply. Slash, pre-slash, et cetera. All safe for work, but please heed warnings as they pertain to each fill. More fills can be found through the rest of my 'Prompt Fill' series. Enjoy!
- Part 3 of Prompt Fills
The office was filled with the sounds of fingers snapping as Q rhythmically brought fire to life in his hand. The bright flashes of heat ignited as he clicked his fingers together only to be extinguished when he squeezed his fist closed. Wisps of smoke curled away, floating lazily to the ceiling. He picked up the phone.
“What?” M snapped, distracted and impatient.
Onscreen, Bond walked away from the test, shoulders taut with pain and willfulness.
Q smirked. “Give me Bond.”