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iceforcutie · 8 months
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viablemess · 21 days
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What is your headcanon for Ben Whishaw's Q's real name? I've seen a few thrown around and am curious about the consensus.
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ecoamerica · 15 days
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ageofgeek · 1 year
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Bond falls victim to what I am now calling "Steve Rogers Syndrome," where a main character throws away his found family (which the audience has become much more attached to) in favor of a bland, boring, nuclear/heterosexual life. Just because Bond doesn't get his "happy ending" doesn't mean that he doesn't fall into this trope.
I think a lot of people would agree with me when I say that Bond & Madeline have no chemistry. They had no chemistry in Spectre and they continue to have none in NTTD. And yet, we're supposed to care about their relationship because 1) the narrative (i.e. Bond) tells us, instead of shows us, that he loves her, and 2) there is a child (which the narrative also tells us that we should care about).
But the truth is that Bond doesn't trust Madeline. Not really. The second he's attacked by Spectre, he immediately blames her and doesn't even question if he's wrong (and she doesn't really try to convince him otherwise). Now, you may chalk this up to Bond not trusting anybody, but here's where we get to the found family: because he does trust his MI6 family, implicitly, immediately.
He trusts Eve enough to tell her about the scientist, Feliks, what happened in Cuba, etc., and to ask for her help. He trusts Q so much that he gives him the flashdrive he recovered in Cuba, he stays with Q in his apt while he's in London, he places his life in Q's hands multiple times throughout Skyfall, Spectre, and NTTD. He trusts Mallory - even after knowing his shadiness with Herakles, he still trusts him enough to go back under his command. He even trusts Nomi after only a few days of meeting her - enough to trust her to have his back on the island, enough to trust her with Madeline and his child.
So the fact that Bond doesn't trust Madeline is a huge, huge red flag. To me, the "trilogy" of Skyfall, Spectre, and NTTD were all about establishing Bond's support system and family within MI6. In Casino Royale and QoS, he really only had M, and no other connections to MI6 beyond her. But starting with Skyfall, he begins to build a support network of people he does trust in MI6, and the audience begins to trust them (and love them) along with Bond.
This simply doesn't apply to Madeline, because Bond doesn't trust her, and so the audience is never shown why we should trust her or love her.
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crewman-penelope · 7 months
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James Bond Day 5th October - Outfits
and yes,I know I'm late
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luminiferocity · 11 months
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So an unfortunate blur means if you go backwards through NTTD screenshots, it tells a short story of Q finally standing up to Bond's BS.
Bond: Hello, Q; do me a favour?
Q: Actually, Bond... *throws USB drive on the ground* ...I'd rather not
Moneypenny and Bond: 😯 😐
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thestalwartheart · 8 months
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Okay, I am once again feral about, “Shut up, Q. I know he’s staying with you.”
Because how the hell did that come about? Did Bond ask to stay? Surely not. Not when he has enough money to find a hotel last minute. Not when he can still remember—though it was years ago—M telling him, “You’re bloody well not sleeping here.” He didn’t even expect to be at Q’s until Moneypenny invited him to gatecrash last minute.
So it might have been Q who offered. When he heard Bond calling around town about hotels after dinner, he might have taken one look at him with those scars still blood-red from Cuba and said, “You’re not staying in a hotel, Bond, surely? Do you know how easy hotel rooms are to break into? No, that won’t do. You can stay here. I’ve better wine than a room service menu, anyway.”
Or maybe it was Bond. Maybe he decided to chance it. He’s a man of opportunity, after all. Maybe he turned to Q during dinner, while Moneypenny was in the bathroom, and said, “Look, Q, I know I’ve no right to ask, but I need a place to stay. Somewhere secure.” To which Q might have replied, with a long sigh and a resigned little smile on his face, “Well, you’ve gone to the effort of ruining my date. May as well make it count.”
Or maybe they simply couldn’t resist the pull of good wine and good company. Maybe, after Moneypenny left a few hours later, Bond lingered. Maybe he didn’t bother calling around to any hotels, and Q didn’t bother offering his spare bed. It might have felt like a night just like all those others Bond had spent in the field with nothing to do. One where he had to play sitting duck, waiting for the next move to play out. Here was a friend—a very attractive, very good friend—relaxed and laughing again, finally, after the evening’s earlier drama. Maybe he caught a hint of something in Q’s eye; a long held regret that they hadn’t—that they’d never had the time to—
Well, they had the time now, and Bond had never been a man to deny himself a bit of pleasure while he could get it.
Besides, Q was clearly after a shag with someone tonight. Who was Bond to refuse him that?
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kanhatomame · 7 months
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Found illustrations which drew for followers in the New Year’s Eve 💓 I want to rewatch Mr. Robot again!!!!
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007 Fest 2023 / Headcanon Day
Paloma is Felix’s daughter. 
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She’s what, 28, maybe 30? He’s Bond’s age or older, so early 50s. 
He probably spent a night or had a brief fling with Paloma’s mother in Cuba, and Paloma grew up there. But Felix visited. He cared. 
His work intrigued her. She looked up to him. 
She gives Bond a cigar to give to Felix. She seems excited about the prospect of him receiving the gift. Like it meant something. It’s intimate, in a very Father’s Day kind of way. If she knows what he likes to smoke to relax, then she knows him in a personal capacity. Felix doesn’t relax in front of anyone. 
Bond seems to catch onto this, or already know it. He tries to keep Felix alive by telling him there’s a cigar from Paloma waiting for him. 
When Felix says James will have to smoke it instead, what he’s actually saying is “you take care of her now.”  
This may also be why for the very first time, there wasn’t any sexual tension between Bond and this specific Bond Girl. 
Felix was very very proud of Paloma. 
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aprettyspy · 1 year
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Pic Via Springhouse Bureau. Who can blame Rami for always leaning in for a kiss.
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iceforcutie · 9 months
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stilettochat · 7 months
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My beloved Quartermaster's home, acc. to set designers of NTTD
9-28-23
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sigh-lighter · 1 year
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might screw around and do a nttd bond and skyfall q drawing l8r ^_^.
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crewman-penelope · 26 days
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Don't worry. You have me!
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luminiferocity · 10 months
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Watch our souls fade away, and our bodies crumbling
Don't be afraid, I will take the blow for you
- Hoodoo by Muse
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safinsscars · 3 months
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dorminchu · 16 days
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WIP Wednesday: Insult to Injury, Chapter X
"In Montenegro, there was a gunman." 007's eyes flickered to her lithe wrist, the bottle of Schnapps. "Lucifer Safin."
Madeleine's weight wavered from one naked foot to the other. A flicker of recognition, or perhaps resignation coloured her voice. "I didn't realise you'd met."
"How long has he been working with your father?"
"He never worked for my family." She set the bottle by the foot of the bed and sat on the edge. "Not directly."
"He's important to you?"
Madeleine chuckled. "It's not what you think." She turned her head, but she was looking at the curtains. The late afternoon sun struck her eyes, closer to grey than blue. "When I was a child, he came to our house and killed my mother." She didn't bother to fix the wilting strap of her negligee. "That's how we know each other."
007 blinked. "That's not something you'd forget."
She reclined on her side, eyes glazed in the soft light. "He was only a gun-for-hire. By sparing me, he believes he can repent."
"Do you believe it?"
"His exoneration isn't as important as his devotion. He desires me, as much as my forgiveness. I'm no threat to him." Her head tilted towards him. "What's another compromise in the face of my survival?"
007 said nothing. If he had been closer to Safin's age, he might have been tempted into this trap of empathy and sexual attraction. Madeleine Swann wasn't just fishing for an emotional connection for her ego.
“You're fielding for vulnerabilities. It’s not a game you want to lose,” he said.
"He's easy to control. Isn't that what you do, with women?"
007 felt a tingle up his spine. He didn't dismiss it, or acknowledge it overtly. "That's part of the job. There's not much ceremony."
"Yes. But it's flattering, to be wanted," she said, with a strange and humourless smile. "Even if it's an act."
007 said nothing. His mind wandered to a simpler time. The image of another woman and her lover, displaced. Once the sentiment wore off, Madeleine would be just another mark.
She flopped back with a huff, and grumbled, "I should've shot him in the head. Everything would be less confusing."
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