Tag: Occult October Challenge

phantom – Chapter 1 – AtoTheBean – James Bond (Craig movies) [Archive of Our Own]

Chapters: 6/?
Fandom: James Bond (Craig movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James Bond/Q
Characters: James Bond, Q (James Bond), Eve Moneypenny
Additional Tags: Community: mi6_cafe, sp00qy, occult october, Pre-Slash, Bond’s reception back to MI6 is a bit icy
Summary:

“Q, do you believe in ghosts?”
“Ghosts? No of course not,” he dismisses. “Do you?”
Bond just shrugs, turning onto Q’s street. “I never did, but I’ve killed a lot of people.”

phantom – Chapter 1 – AtoTheBean – James Bond (Craig movies) [Archive of Our Own]

phantom – Chapter 1 – AtoTheBean – James Bond (Craig movies) [Archive of Our Own]

Chapters: 5/?
Fandom: James Bond (Craig movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James Bond/Q
Characters: James Bond, Q (James Bond), Eve Moneypenny
Additional Tags: Community: mi6_cafe, sp00qy, occult october, Pre-Slash, Bond’s reception back to MI6 is a bit icy
Summary:

“Q, do you believe in ghosts?”
“Ghosts? No of course not,” he dismisses. “Do you?”
Bond just shrugs, turning onto Q’s street. “I never did, but I’ve killed a lot of people.”

phantom – Chapter 1 – AtoTheBean – James Bond (Craig movies) [Archive of Our Own]

phantom – Chapter 1 – AtoTheBean – James Bond (Craig movies) [Archive of Our Own]

Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: James Bond (Craig movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James Bond/Q
Characters: James Bond, Q (James Bond), Eve Moneypenny
Additional Tags: Community: mi6_cafe, sp00qy, occult october, Pre-Slash, Bond’s reception back to MI6 is a bit icy
Summary:

“Q, do you believe in ghosts?”
“Ghosts? No of course not,” he dismisses. “Do you?”
Bond just shrugs, turning onto Q’s street. “I never did, but I’ve killed a lot of people.”

phantom – Chapter 1 – AtoTheBean – James Bond (Craig movies) [Archive of Our Own]

mi6-cafe:

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From my Occult October Challenge piece… First chapter is going up tonight!

“So, in essence,” Bond says, swirling his wine in his glass.  “You take responsibility for our well-being, both when we’re abroad and at the home base.”     

“Yes, well,” he stammers, adjusting his glasses.  “You cannot do your job if you aren’t kept safe and able to concentrate on—”

“—Q, I’m not teasing.  I’m quite appreciative, considering that I’m currently benefiting from, shall we say your willingness to make house calls.  Just… for all your efforts, you cannot protect us from everything.  You shouldn’t try to bear that.  Especially when our…adversary, if you will… may not even be mortal.”

Q blinks, awkwardly.  

“I dearly hope, Q, that your program turns something up.  But you can’t deny that I saw something last night you didn’t.  Your tech isn’t going to be able to solve that mystery.”

Q inwardly rails against the idea.  Of course his tech will find it, whatever it is.  He does not believe in the supernatural, and nothing he knows of Bond would suggest he would either.  

“‘Once you’ve have eliminated the impossible —’” Bond continues.

“—Give me a bit more time to eliminate the impossible, won’t you Bond, before accepting any improbable ‘truths’?  I’ve barely been at it a day.”

Bond nods his acquiescence, sipping his wine again.

mi6-cafe:

It’s WIP Wednesday!

Post a line or three from a current WIP, and then tag it with #mi6cafeWIPWednesday so the Cafe can find and reblog it!

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All ships and WIPs are welcome.

from my October Occult Challenge (sp00qy) fic:

At two a.m. every light in the house comes on.  A door creaks and slams shut, and then the lights flicker as a series of dissonant sounds echo through the flat. Q can’t distinguish most of them, but the the last thing he hears is undeniably in M’s voice:  “I assume you have no regrets.  It would be unprofessional.” And then the room plunges into darkness.

Q has already grabbed his laptop and is checking that he has data from every sensor when he hears the click of the door down the hall and the soft approach of footsteps.  He glances up as Bond clears the corner, wild-eyed with his gun drawn.

“If you shoot me, 007, I shall be quite vexed.”