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But also, I love it if this ends up not being much of an issue because Q simply nags the shit out of Bond everywhere he goes, to the point where nobody can possibly believe that Bond has some type of predatory thing going on with this innocent young man.

They're out at brunch and Bond is trying to order some eggs and buttered toast, and Q is telling him no he can't, because Q saw the results of his last round of labs, and he knows Bond's cholesterol is borderline, so now Bond is getting a nice spinach egg-white omelet instead with a side of fresh fruit. Oh, and Q's starting him on a fiber supplement, too. For his cholesterol, and his colon health, too.

And they're having a whole bickering back and forth about that, and Bond's saying no, he won't do it, and Q's saying yes, he absolutely will, this is not up for debate, and Q turns around to get the travel packs of fiber supplement out of his bag so he can to mix it into Bond's orange juice. And Bond's expression goes from 🙄😒 to 🥰😍 when Q isn't looking.

(the other post I was on about, this is the chapter of @milesmesservy's fic I was thinking about, and another post on a similar theme by @cicerfics)

To try to start rotating this: it's like, I'm thinking, perhaps for Bond, his body is a tool of his trade, and his fears about ageing are more about his body slowing down (idk how much the mandatory retirement would acc worry him, esp if we're stealing book Bond's certainty that he'll die before that so why waste the brainpower y'know?) Like maybe his knees are hurting so he can't keep up/ keep going as much, can't take hits like he used to. His appearance is a costume in a sense (this is a bit of a HB point), but he looks in the mirror and maybe just sees a slightly different tool, many people like an older man (looks directly into the camera but also pointedly at many of you in this room here with me xoxo) adapts his approach rather than fussing with dye or extra procedures (I'm not wholly against that but also I see possibilities)

Q, in the driver's seat, harried, stressed, anxiously focused on the difficult mission ahead of them, knowing also that even IF they succeed, they will be subjected to an inquiry and raked across the coals, already worrying about the damage he is doing to Bond's career (as well as his own!) by asking Bond to come along on this case as well as the danger that HE PERSONALLY is about to put Bond in:

Bond, lounging in the passenger seat, wearing a fabulous outfit and brand new sunglasses, looking like a cross between a newlywed heading off on their honeymoon and a dog who has just been told it's time for Bonus Walkies. Moisturized, relaxed, thriving, absolutely NOT in his lane and loving it:

They retired after a decade working in the office rather than in the field and moved to a small single-floor country house near the coast.

They both stopped drinking a year ago because Alec had a health scare. James claims it was an easy choice because of how deeply he values a long, healthy life with the man he loves etc etc. Alec will gently remind him he was whining about it for several months until he got used to not having a glass of wine with dinner.

As retired 00s they are still potential targets of foreign/non-state adversaries and thus have to keep a low profile. They still go to bingo-night though. It's fun to pretend to be normal.

In spite of knowing damn well why, they always complain that (craig)James doesn't visit them often enough. ("You said you were coming for dinner last week. Where were you?" "That's classified." "Classified my arse! Don't make me call M next time!")

They love bird watching. (No not like that. Actual birds. The kind that flies.)

Though, speaking of, there has been multiple attempts to honeypot them which would probably have worked if they hadn't decided to be monogamous (you can only take so much viagra in a week before it becomes a health risk).

Okay, maybe they aren't entierly monogamous. What happens after their country dance classes is none of your business.

Alec gets really into scale models. Every empty shelf space in their house inevitably ends up occupied by a tiny train or airplane. It's a real shame when his arthritis gets bad enough that he can't build them anymore.

They retired after a decade working in the office rather than in the field and moved to a small single-floor country house near the coast.

They both stopped drinking a year ago because Alec had a health scare. James claims it was an easy choice because of how deeply he values a long, healthy life with the man he loves etc etc. Alec will gently remind him he was whining about it for several months until he got used to not having a glass of wine with dinner.

As retired 00s they are still potential targets of foreign/non-state adversaries and thus have to keep a low profile. They still go to bingo-night though. It's fun to pretend to be normal.

In spite of knowing damn well why, they always complain that (craig)James doesn't visit them often enough. ("You said you were coming for dinner last week. Where were you?" "That's classified." "Classified my arse! Don't make me call M next time!")

They love bird watching. (No not like that. Actual birds. The kind that flies.)

Though, speaking of, there has been multiple attempts to honeypot them which would probably have worked if they hadn't decided to be monogamous (you can only take so much viagra in a week before it becomes a health risk).

Okay, maybe they aren't entierly monogamous. What happens after their country dance classes is none of your business.

Alec gets really into scale models. Every empty shelf space in their house inevitably ends up occupied by a tiny train or airplane. It's a real shame when his arthritis gets bad enough that he can't build them anymore.

Bella, from the other side of the cafeteria:

It has 30 prompts for November but feel free to write and post whenever, but please add the tag #No one nuts November or #NoonenutsNovember wherever you post. You do not have to @ or credit this blog if you use any of these prompts.

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^ refresher on what his tits look like

and okay. I googled. mens bras/bralettes/etc etc. and wow there is a market for this! in Amazon, even! not just like specialty sites! wow! okay so I Am In the Right for this!! anyway please consider this curated selection :3 :3 :