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One of my favourite memes from @mi6-cafe 007Fest this past summer.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: James Bond (Craig Movies), James Bond (Brosnan Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James Bond/Q/Alec Trevelyan, James Bond/Q, James Bond/Alec Trevelyan, Q/Alec Trevelyan Characters: James Bond, Q (James Bond), Alec Trevelyan Additional Tags: Eating Disorders, Body Dysmorphic Disorder, Domestic Fluff, Anorexia, Fluff and Angst, Angst and Hurt/Comfort Summary:

Reflections could be misleading sometimes. Convex mirrors, anamorphoses. Q could not think about anything else as he gazed at his own reflection for the fifth time that day.

*** Alec is back from a mission and James very well-intended for the three of them to spend a good reunion night.

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Unrelated to anything else I post but... I love them with a passion

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When the anti "LGBT propaganda" law passed in Russia, all of you were going insane and cared. Give Georgia the same energy. If you can have sympathy for our oppressors on the basis of them being queer, you should keep the same energy for us, if not more.

If this law passes, every Georgian queer person I know is so severely fucked, myself included. If you make jokes about "being illegal in several countries" you better fucking care about the countries you're apparently illegal in, or going to be illegal in.

Make sure to spread this around. This is important.

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Fonctionnaire speaking - je partage ta peine 🙃

Tu bosses en service public.

Tu es payé par les finances publiques.

Les finances publiques = service des impôts.

Crois-le que les finances publiques qui te payent ont pas été capables en 2024 de faire correctement leurs calculs et donc te fournissent une declaration erronée pour tes impôts.

Et c'est à toi ensuite d'aller modifier tout auprès des impôts. Donc des finances publiques.

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BEN WHISHAW Interviewed for Port Magazine (April. 2024) Photographed by CHIESKA FORTUNE SMITH

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old buddies ❤️

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how i sleep knowing i will pirate every single thing released on disney plus

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//Web Weaving—Alec Trevelyan

Ian Fleming, On Her Majesty's Secret Service // Kentarō Miura, Berserk (chap. 78) // Leo Tolstoy, The Cossacks // Midge Ure, The Man Who Sold the World // Samuel J. Newland, Cossacks in the German Army 1941-1945 // Tina Turner, GoldenEye

Welp, this project took me way more time than I expected (9 days...) I mean, every quote has basically been its own mini design project, and I also had to battle (and lose several times to) my extremely uncooperative printer to scan the Fleming one.

As for the inspiration, it comes from @dye-it-rouge-et-noir/@carvermediagroupnetwork's Elliot Carver web weaving—making an Alec one was simply a no-brainer for me lol. Don't know if I'll do another, but it was fun nonetheless :D

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hello i made meme pls like subscribe and hit that bell thx

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Ben Whishaw and Rory Fleck Byrne THIS IS GOING TO HURT — 2022

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“she should be at the club” well i should be in the green house party paintings by salman toor

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Worst fanfic dialogue ever written 🥱🥱🥱

If you never had the chance to see Shakespeare in Love on the stage, I so desperately wish you could have seen the ending:

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: James Bond (Craig Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James Bond/Q, James Bond & Q Characters: James Bond, Q (James Bond) Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Family, Angst, Old Age, Dementia Summary:

Q stepped closer to the threshold, revealing his face that he forced into a soft smile. He looked at the old lady sat on her settee, a magazine in her lap, a cardigan across her shoulders. Her physique did not match her voice, Q noticed, unsettled by the fact, like every time he visited her. She looked way too young to be thrown into a nursing home, surrounding by all these eighty-year-olds, those pastel walls, and overly smiley personnel.

“It’s me, Charlotte,” he greeted, only slightly destabilised, yet again, when Mrs Griffith did not recognise him.