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This, whatever it is between them, is new. A soft, delicate thing that neither of them has dared define or even mention outside the bedroom, though it has been many weeks since Robbie spent a night alone. It isn’t love, not yet, but Robbie can feel his heart leaning in that direction. Leaning toward James every chance he gets, to the point where he’s had to stop himself reaching out at crime scenes twice this past week.
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- Part 11 of Lewis and Endeavour prompt fills
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sometimes it takes the night to fall by Aniron84 for blindbatalex
Fandoms: James Bond (Craig Movies)
27 Jan 2024
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"'My mother wanted me to go to law school,' Felix says. His tone is measured, and this, this, is something he’s going to include in his annual performance review at the Agency, which his supervisor signs every year without reading a word: Agent Leiter is calm and measured, even when he is soaking wet, covered in pink feathers, and holding a flash drive with the plans for a chemical weapon designed to take out half of Europe, circumstances which Agent Leiter would have avoided entirely had his MI6 counterpart not been a fucking asshole."
Or, Bond thinks Felix really needs a hug.
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- Part 8 of Prompt Fills and Ficlets
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Jack has nightmares. Ianto doesn't know what to do. It’s nothing new, he’s become used to it since they started sharing a bed more often than not. But it’s become a lot more frequent ever since Jack returned from whatever had happened to him during his absence.
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James turns at the sound of approaching footsteps, smiling his thanks when Robbie hands him a pint, before catching on to Robbie’s barely concealed smirk.
“New jumper?” Robbie asks, his tone light and teasing.
“What?” James looks down at himself and groans internally.
“No, it’s nice, just not your usual style.”
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Let me spin and excite you by lesbleusthroughandthrough for blindbatalex
Fandoms: Football RPF
16 Jul 2023
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It was only when the elevator dinged closed – the two of them, remarkably, the sole occupants – that it hit him.
The driver? The last minute fine dining? The ridiculously well-cut clothes? The shrug, when Jordan had asked if expensive restaurants were something that was normal? Even, the speed at which their coffee order had been served up in the place Adam had picked?
“Who are you?” he asked, out loud.
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AU where Adam is really wealthy and Jordan really isn't and they both try and figure out dating. -
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Bond cuts his finger while cooking dinner with Q. Luckily, Q is well-stocked with--unicorn plasters?
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- Part 5 of Prompt Fills and Ficlets
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It’s pitch black. Darker than pitch, not even the faintest glimmer of light anywhere. James blinks, opens his eyes wide, blinks again, arms outstretched as he moves toward the sound of Lewis’ grumbling and hesitant footfalls. It makes no difference. Eyes open or shut all he can see is the same unending blackness; as if there is no light left in the universe. Which is ridiculous, it’s just that his eyes haven’t adjusted to the split-second change from harsh overhead fluorescents to nothing. It’s just that they’re in a windowless underground tunnel and the lights have gone out.
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His chest tightens when the first thing he sees is James—eyes closed and slouched in an uncomfortable-looking chair, his elbow balanced precariously on the narrow arm, head resting in his cupped palm—and Robbie hopes he’s not having a bloody heart attack.
Robbie wakes up in hospital with no memory of how he got there, but he's not alone.
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James lets something slip while feverish and half asleep. Robbie has to work out what to do with this new information.
Sick!fic, pining and a trip to the seaside.
A short bonus chapter from a prompt on Tumblr has been added :)
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A prompt fill for the incomparable @mr-iskender on Tumblr.
Q has managed to keep it together, over the last two days, and somehow this is what sends him over: James Bond cradling his hand as if it’s something precious, and the simple promise of care.
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- Part 3 of Prompt Fills and Ficlets
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There's just one more thing.
James Bond walks away.
[Or does he?]Series
- Part 1 of 00Q Prompts
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A 00q prompt fill for the Tumblr prompt "Home."
Bond didn’t hate his flat, not exactly. It was just that it was always meant to be a stopgap, a temporary landing place after he’d moved back to London eight months before. The rent was extortionate, to be sure; the views dismal; the heating insufficiently calibrated to the wet London weather. The lift was out of service more often than not; the kitchen was cramped; and his upstairs neighbor seemed to listen exclusively to music by James Blunt, but setting that aside—
Bond hated his flat.
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- Part 2 of Prompt Fills and Ficlets
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home and dry by justpayingattention for blindbatalex
Fandoms: James Bond (Dalton Movies), James Bond - Ian Fleming, James Bond (Movies 1962-1989)
25 Sep 2022
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Inspired by the prompt "home". Kate waits for James to return from working abroad.
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- Part 5 of warm water
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just be good to me by justpayingattention for blindbatalex
Fandoms: James Bond (Dalton Movies), James Bond (Movies 1962-1989), James Bond - Ian Fleming
19 Sep 2022
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Inspired by the touch prompt "feeling their temperature."
“What do you mean I’m not going to work?!” She protests. “I’m giving myself five minutes, then I’ll get up and take some paracetamol or something.”
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- Part 4 of warm water
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 900
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Kudos:
- 13
- Hits:
- 271
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my hands have become death by thestalwartheart for blindbatalex
Fandoms: James Bond (Craig Movies)
03 Aug 2022
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“What happened?” asks Bond.
R looks to Moneypenny before she answers. “We blew up a mansion with hundreds of terrorists inside.”
“Q did,” corrects Moneypenny. “It was supposed to be 009’s mission, but he was shot on the way there. We went remote instead."
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After a terrible day in Q Branch, Bond finds the Quartermaster on the rooftop and learns about a different side to him.
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- Part 1 of the black dog
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sewn by justpayingattention for blindbatalex
Fandoms: James Bond (Dalton Movies), James Bond - Ian Fleming, James Bond (Movies 1962-1989), Licence to Kill (1989)
10 Jul 2022
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Inspired by the prompt "tracing a finger across your lover's scar".
"There are so many moments that she’s spent with him already, yet she knows that this is one that will stay with her for the rest of her life, no matter what happens."
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- Part 3 of warm water
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The familiar voice from behind James breaks the peaceful silence, as the smoke from the cigarette elegantly dangling from his fingers dissipates into nothing. From his place on the back porch steps leading out into the small garden, James doesn’t bother looking back at Robbie behind him at the door. Instead, he closes his eyes and focuses on the breeze that blows across his face, the breeze that feels too good to be true.
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That’s going to leave a scar (and a permanent stain on the kitchen table) by tabitha6 for blindbatalex
Fandoms: Lewis (TV)
04 Apr 2022
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"Jesus man, sit down, you look like you're going to faint." He manoeuvred James over to a dining chair and pulled another for himself up next to him, upending the contents of the first aid kit over the table.
James is a bad patient, and hopefully learns an important lesson about knife safety.
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“Find something interesting?” Lewis asks. He sounds amused.
“Um.” James’ face goes hot. Every potential quip dries up on the tip of his tongue. He is still holding the rugby photo, the other three photos next to him on the table, clear evidence of his prying. He’s sat in one of Lewis’ dining chairs, but he has no memory of sitting down, and he— “I suppose you could say that,” James says feebly.
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James mostly sleeps, still weak enough that he can’t stay awake for longer than a few minutes. Part of him dares to think about her, thinking that maybe this is his chance to do things the way he would have if she would have lived, the redo he never thought he’d have.
Not that he believes in such things, but maybe she had a hand in it all.