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    “Fuck that,” Q declares, and he finds himself smiling. “If there’s a bomb on this yacht, you’re going to need help defusing it.”

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    20 Jan 2026

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    Q never thought he’d die valiantly.

    For that matter, Q never gave too much thought to the manner of his death, but a part of him always knew it wouldn’t be at a ripe old age. For most of his life, he’d managed to make his way into places where he wasn’t supposed to be. Too young, too smart, knows too much.

  2. Public Bookmark 13

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    He broke in.

    Unfortunately for the sanctity of the window in the guest bathroom, the front entrance was too heavily fortified.

    He slipped in, vaguely grunting as the action pulled at his barely scabbing wounds. His deerskin loafers made no sound as he crept forward, avoiding the subtle tripwires hidden carefully in the warm wooden flooring.

    At last, he reached the master bedroom, and carefully turned the knob. The gentle pull to open it was nerve wracking, even for an agent as experienced as him.

    There was an immediate flurry of movement, and his heart started to pound, his network of capillaries flooding with adrenaline as a sleek, modified glock was pointed at him.

    It lowered a moment later. ”Bond?”

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    13 Nov 2025

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    There was an immediate flurry of movement, and his heart started to pound, his network of capillaries flooding with adrenaline as a sleek, modified glock was pointed at him.

    It lowered a moment later. ”Bond?”

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    Post-SPECTRE.

    In which Bond is lost (figuratively) and trying to figure out what he’s missing and what he wants out of life, Q is trying to be chill about everything and failing miserably (becoming a fluffy-haired little ball of rage in the meantime), and Shakespeare’s sonnets have never been gayer.

    Chapter 5: Resolutions, beginnings, death, and Q is 1000% done with pussy-footing around things.

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    13 Oct 2025

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    My 2025 submissions for the MI6 Cafe's Last Drabble Writer Standing competition.

    Week 1: FOIL
    Sometimes regret is sweet.

    Week 2 : BENCH AND WATER IMAGE
    Q just wants a home for every stray.

    Week 3: Each paragraph must have one fewer sentences in it than the last, ending with one sentence. The word count is 200 words exactly.

    Week 4: Drabble must be 100 words exactly and the color purple must feature.

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    12 Oct 2025

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    "You'd have done it. For her," Q croaks. It isn't accusation, just observation. "With no proof."

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    Bond has lost his memory. Q has lost his love.

    "What have I forgotten?” Bond asked; Q watched him, trying to find the James he knew.

    “Nothing that you won’t work out on your own, if it’s really important,” Q said carefully, before returning every fraction of his attention to the computer in front of him.

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    11 Oct 2025

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    He missed James with every breath. He couldn’t go through Bond’s sexuality crisis again, however; it had been one of the hardest few months of Q’s life as it was. Repeating it – while Bond wasn’t even beginning to consider it – would be impossible.