Written for the "Let's Write Sherlock" prompt on Tumblr. I used the song "Welcome to My Life" by Simple Plan for my inspiration and the title. Characters belong to Moffattiss and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Plot belongs to me.
Sherlock could see it in their eyes. The pity. The disgust. The open curiosity. They wondered what he could have done that was so horrible that his Master would abandon him on the street, a sign hanging from his neck that welcomed the passerby to take the “worthless, pitiful excuse for a pet” off his hands.
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27 May 2020
Fandoms: James Bond - All Media Types
05 Mar 2014
Q gets toppy while James is away.
"Are you at home or at the office?" James asks as he lets his hand trail along his throat in a teasing sweep, imaging Q's fingers instead.
"I ask the questions." James smirks at that. Q can have an impertinent streak, sometimes a dominant one. Particularly when James is away. He thinks Q likes the complete control. Not like he minds, really.
"Alright." James slides his fingers down the tie. "Can I..." he begins before trailing off and feeling like an idiot.
Q laughs, the colour a little dark. "What did I just say, James? You're not very good at following orders, are you?"
James shifts and huffs. Yes he is. But he doesn't say anything.
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13 May 2020
“Knowing your history, and adding to it the fact that I am not entirely unaffected by sharing a bed with you, I think it would be pointless to pretend that we are going to able to share this house for the next two weeks without fucking over every available surface.” Q smiles at the look of shock on James’ face. Clearly he hadn’t been expecting such a direct approach and Q presses on before he has a chance to recover. “However, when it happens it will happen on my terms.”
There was definitely a significant gap between the time Bond was breaking down over M's death in the chapel to the time a confident Bond walked into Mallory's office to accept his newest assignment. What, or more importantly, who, put him back together again? Basically, lots of porn with plot.
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- Part 1 of The Love Song of James Bond
Yes, this version of 007 was a terrifyingly smart agent, and M wondered long and often whether it had been a good idea to promote him to the position. Usually, the title was the dangerous part - being 007 meant deadliness - but this time, M feared that a certain man with ice-blue eyes and scruffy blonde hair had dragged in more danger to the title than it had previously possessed
Enter MI6's new Quartermaster: an unassuming, bespectacled genius with no mind for subterfuge but plenty of genius behind a dry smile. Curious 00-agents and young boffins don't always mix in predictable ways...
01 Dec 2013
COMPLETE! Bond finds himself increasingly curious about his enigmatic Quartermaster.
"Your prior hotel is no longer secure, I will direct you to a new location. Your luggage has already been transferred. A field agent and medic from the Diréction Générale de la Sécurité d'État will be waiting at the side entrance. I have cleared them both personally." In contrast to his crisp dry English, Q's pronunciation of the French words was fluid and flawless, the throaty tone of the fricatives sending a surprising jolt of awareness straight to Bond's cock — all the more remarkable given his degree of blood loss.
"You're wasted on Q-branch, you have the voice for a phone-sex call-in line." The words slipped out of Bond's mouth without forethought, although he had plenty of time to think in the sudden pause that came afterward and stretched on for endless moments. Bond hadn't realized until now how Q was always there, with an immediate reply. In all their banter Q had never before been at a loss for words. Ever.
- Part 1 of Quriosity Verse