Skyfall/Sherlock Fanfiction(00Q)Skyfall/Sherlock Fanfiction(00Q)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
- The name's Holmes. Q Holmes. -
Q wasn't just exhausted, he was burnt out. Forty-two hours of work, including 4 breaks for eating, about 80 cups of strong tea and only 3 hours of sleep, mostly taken in by napping with his forehead flat on his desk, resulted in a very worn-out quartermaster.
He hadn't looked at himself in a mirror for nearly three days, but he could bet a hundred quid that his scalp looked like it had a bird's nest on top of it. His eyes must have been bright crimson with sleep-deprivation, and have darkened bags underneath at that point, because work had really been sapping his energy.
And all because of that one, pesky case...
It was so, that an assortment of field-agents had disappeared over the course of 6 days, totalling in 11 agents. All vanished, no trace, no messages or orders, no real odds that they could've been kidnapped, not all in the same span of time.
Q had been active non-stop for two and a half da
Sometimes it was just too close a callSometimes it was just too close a call.Sometimes it was just too close a call2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Q knew perfectly well that this was their job, that this was their brand of normal. But that didn't mean he was always prepared for these moments, nor that he wanted them to happen. They belonged to the job and he would try to live with them and be torn between hopelessness and hope whenever James was presumed dead, because he couldn't be dead, he always came back, it was his hobby, but there was just no chance he could have survived that (but luckily he hadn't dared not to survive yet). In the end no one could say whether James survived or died, not until he walked back into HQ as if nothing had happened and Q hadn't spent the time between whatever the reason of death was this time and James' return, worrying and trying to find him (how he managed to escape all of Q's attempts to find him was still a mystery).
But sometimes it was just too close a call.
There were these moments when James would get shot or pulled one of his stunts and Q ju
00Q - Happy Anniversary LoveA hand brushes my hip and I automatically shift away, focusing on verbally abusing the moron that decided to sleep on stake out and jeopardise the entire seven agent mission. Another touch on my hip, this time accompanied by breath dancing across the back of my neck; I shrug them off, annoyed, and concentrate on my screens.00Q - Happy Anniversary Love2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Shoo." Soft laughter from behind me and a light kiss is pressed to the back of my neck. "Go away James." I pause as what I just said hits me. "James..?" I turn to see my partner, battered and bruised, but very much alive and more importantly here.
With a quick gesture for R to take over my coms, I suppose nothing really needs my attention, I grab James' (very expensive) jacket and half drag him towards my office.
The moment the door closes behind us I'm pressed against it, dark wood smooth against my back as James buries his face in my neck, arms wrapping round my waist.
"I wasn't expecting you back for another few days." He mumbles something unintelligible against
The Kids Are Not AlrightMr. America spouted some crazy idea about genetically engineering a giant tomato that could regenerate itself to end world famine. Mr. Spain, of course, was enthusiastic about the idea. Mr. South Italy, not so much ("Shut the fuck up, you damn tomato bastard!"). Mr. Britain scoffed at his former Colony's outlandish idea ("Yet another half-wit scheme ") and it all went downhill from there, much to the entertainment of Mr. Russia.The Kids Are Not Alright3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Just another day at the World Conference.
Raivis Galante, the Nation of Latvia, used Mr. Russia's lack of attention on himself and his fellow Baltics to slip away before Mr. Germany could once again restore order, making a beeline for where he'd seen another familiar face.
His best friend Peter Kirkland, the (Micro)nation of Sealand, sat at the table in the main lobby, enjoying his usual ice cream float and swinging his legs under his usual chair. Seeing Raivis, the blonde's cerulean eyes took on a joyful light as he waved.
Raivis waved back, but not
2P Kindertalia (2P Hetalia x Reader)It was her first assignment as a teacher. She was nervous, who wouldn’t be? She was a tutor for several years now and she was finally teaching her first class, a kindergarten class. She was excited. She loved kids. However, she was a teacher to the toughest children in school. It was hard to believe but the little kindergartners had the older children literately shaking and often refusing to leave the school until their break was over. No teacher lasted beyond a week, but ____________ was in her month now. The kids seemed to respect her for it. She loved her students as mischievous and strange as they were. She walked into her classroom. Almost immediately, she was almost beamed from friendly fire. A young brunette and a blonde were rolling on the ground beating the living shit out of each other with three younger boys taking bets.2P Kindertalia (2P Hetalia x Reader)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Beat his ass Al!”
“Stab him Matt, aru!”
“Alfred, Matthew!” she immediately got between the two and grabbed their
Easter bunny - One-shotEaster bunny - One-shot3 years ago in Humor More Like This
John was climbing the stairs to 221B when he heard an unfamiliar noise come from behind the door. It sounded inhuman and John was wondering whether Sherlock was doing another one of his animal experiments.
John opened the door to find Sherlock half buried in a pile of Easter eggs and holding a large box in his hands.
"Sherlock Why did you was your money on so much chocolate?" John whispered, trying not to get angry at Sherlock as he was trying to do something nice for John.
"Oh these? These are all from Mycroft. This is from me." Sherlock stepped forwards and extended his arms toward me so I would take the box from his hands.
John took the box and hesitantly began to open it. Sherlock stood tapping his foot as he was impatiently waiting for John to open the box.
"Here." Sherlock ripped and tore at the box. He left the lid on for John to open.
John took the box back from Sherlock and began to lift the lid. John looked down and inside that large box was a small, fluffy, white, litt
SeaLat: Pillow FortHow often, and when, can a beaten boy be so lucky,SeaLat: Pillow Fort4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As young teenager, Raivis; the hero in this story?
Not two hours ago did he receive a crayon-written letter
From little Peter, who wanted to know Raivis better.
So Raivis, all bashful and nervous and worried,
Threw on his boots and his coat in a hurry,
And bit on his nails 'til his fingers were sore
While on his way to little Peter's front door.
Thrice did he knock, though the third was but sound,
And soon could he hear Peter's feet thump and bound
Down the stairs, through the hall, and he threw open the door,
And threw himself on Raivis with a mighty, chirping roar
Of laughter, to which Raivis winced and smiled,
And Peter giggled, and shyly adverted his eyes.
Peter called to his papa a cheerful goodbye
And skipped from the porch to glance up at the sky
Full of candyfloss clouds, which he tried to convince
Raivis that this is where the world's candyfloss begins.
Nodding along to appease the boy,
Raivis tried to keep up with the laughte
The Little NationLe Petit Prince © Antoine de Saint-ExupéryThe Little Nation5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hetalia: Axis Powers © Hidekaz Himaruya
*NOTE: some of the countries speak in their own languages in this story.*
"Mama, I can't sleep," Sealand whined to a very tired Finland. The older nation just rubbed his temples. It had been a long day, and he didn't appreciate the young micronation calling him "Mama." He was a man, after all. But Finland just gave an exhausted smile and asked "What seems to be troubling you?"
Sealand gave an irritated look. "I don't know; I just can't fall asleep." He pouted his lip and fidgeted his feet underneath the covers.
Finland sighed. "Well, then, how about I read you a story?" The boy was silent, but nodded his head. Finland gave a small chuckle and hovered sleepily over to the bookshelf. He picked out a thin volume and showed the cover to Sealand. It read The Little Prince. It was a favorite that Finland knew well; and, each time he read it, he was somewhat surprised tha
APH: Aria na dwa sny***APH: Aria na dwa sny6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Niczym kot, ostrożnie przemyka obok ciebie uczucie. Nawet go nie dostrzegasz. Gubisz gdzieś pomiędzy pobudką a śniadaniem. Lekceważysz. Odpychasz. Wyganiasz, grożąc palcem. "Nie tak cię wymarzyłem" tłumaczysz się niczym winny, a potem po cichu wystawiasz spodek z nadzieją. Owiewa ci kostki, wskakuje na kolana, muska policzki, a ty nadal wmawiasz sobie, że to tylko zimny wiatr i jeszcze bardziej wtulasz się w bezpieczny szalik samotności.
Rzeczywistość powoli zastępujesz snami. Gdy nie radzisz sobie w realnym świecie, swoje życie zamieniasz w jedno wielkie marzenie. Nie odróżniasz jawy od snu, jak dziecko wierzysz w istnienie potworów pod łóżkiem, zaczynasz zapominać o prawdziwych osobach, w zamian widując się wyłącznie z papierowymi księżniczkami. Pusta, wyimaginowana, szczęśliwa egzystencja staje si
Sniper's Furry Curse 12RED Soldier currently had his nose deep in one of Medic's books. Medic himself was unconscious in one of the beds in the infirmary, and Soldier was perched next to him like a hawk. Soldier looked up and examined his, for lack of a better term, patient to make sure that he was doing everything right. Any soldier worth his salt knew basic first aid and how to handle other injuries, but this was something far out of Soldier's range of knowledge.Sniper's Furry Curse 122 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The medigun had already been carefully sent to Engineer to be repaired. Soldier had taken forever to peel it off of Medic's back and clean it off, trying not to get any of the poison on himself. After that, he had stripped the Medic down and washed him off in the showers before dressing him in patient clothing. Medic had woken up a few times, but he had not stayed awake for long.
Soldier turned back to the book he was reading. Let's see, patient has been washed and is in bed, an IV had been administered to replace lost fluids, now all he could do
The Avengers - Stony drabbleThe Avengers - Stony drabble2 years ago in Humor More Like This
It was early morning. Still too damn early. Clint was sitting at the table in the kitchen, slowly eating cereals. In front of him sat Natasha, munching on a toast, holding a cup of coffee. Her eyes were wide open and focused, in contrary to Clint's, whose head was getting lower and lower, nearly falling into the bowl.
"No, I have to go.."
"Sh, not yet, it's still early!"
Clint snapped his head at the sounds coming from the intercom. Natasha didn't seem to notice the muffled sounds, echoing through the kitchen, taking another bite.
"Nnnn.. I have to.."
"Just a quickie, and I'll let you go, promise,"
More muffled sounds. Some smooching. Clint nearly choked on his cereal as he recognized these voices. And he knew that Natasha did too, because she dropped her toast.
Bruce was down in his lab, already working. He pinched the bridge of his nose, hearing the noise. He sighed, thinking that Tony was trying again to Hulk him out, by broadcasting porn in his lab. He
My ImmortalRating: K+My Immortal5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"He is a sorcerer, Arthur, he cannot be allowed to live!"
Prince Arthur fought back the tears he could feel welling up behind his eyes. "He's saved my life, father. All those times I've been saved under impossible circumstances, it was him! Without him I'd be dead one thousand times over. Look at him, you cannot truly believe he is evil."
The king did not look at the young warlock in question, seemingly determined to keep his gaze from the young man he knew was innocent. Arthur however did look. Merlin stood silently between two guards: his hands bound roughly behind his back and his feet shackled together. Arthur knew these were pointless precautions, Merlin could blow the castle down without moving a muscle if he so chose to. The head of black-brown hair was lowered, staring at the floor, but Arthur could still see the shine of
Sniper's Furry Curse 17BLU Spy hummed to himself as he rubbed the green blanket all over the ground. He had nicked it from Medic earlier and was pleased at how strong the smell of rabbit was on it. Wolves tracked by scent and Spy was only too happy to create a little trail for the wolf to follow. He rubbed it harder into the ground, smiling with glee. It really was almost insultingly simple. All he had to do now was wait for Medic to pass out and then collect his bait for the trap. Then he would use the BLU Sniper's dart gun to sedate the beast. If he could keep it sedated until he was able to call his superiors to collect him, then Spy would be home free. Spy tossed the blanket not far from the base and chuckled.Sniper's Furry Curse 172 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Meanwhile, BLU Medic was up to his elbows in paperwork.
He had contacted the BLU superiors about what had happened and they had said that they would send a crew out for repairs as soon as they could. Until then, Medic was to record all damages and put in orders for replacements for equipment and su
Portal: Still Alive (Part One of Two)Portal: Still AlivePortal: Still Alive (Part One of Two)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Characters: GLaDOS, Chell
Setting: Post-Portal 2
Orange and Blue hadn’t come back.
They had been taking more and more time to do so, lately, but she could hardly blame them. They were getting old, after all. She had never expected them to last forever. The only reason she was still using them was that building more of them would have been stupid. Robots testing was not Science. Still, she had to make do with what she had. Other than the occasional human who wandered into Aperture, whom of which she would gleefully put through testing until their… usefulness… came to an end, she had no test subjects. No, robot testing was not Science, but she had earned commendation for trying. Even if the commendation was a personal commendation, from her to herself. Come to think of it, the only one who ever commended her was herself. Which was odd. Surel
APH: 1947. Your love is a lie- Uciekłeś, co Polen? - Prusy zaśmiał się głośno. Jego ochrypły głos nie wybił jednak Feliksa z rytmu.APH: 1947. Your love is a lie4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
- Nie twoja sprawa - warknął chłopak.
Już drugą godzinę stał na straży więźnia i powoli zaczynało mu się nudzić. Prusy był wspomnieniem przeszłości, w dodatku wyjątkowo nieprzyjemnym. Feliks nienawidził przypominać sobie o tych wszystkich sprawach związanych z Gilbertem. Szczególnie, że ten wiedział więcej niż inni. Dosłownie czuł co się szykuje.
- Znów uciekasz na wyspy? Zresztą, po co pytam ty i Ar...
- Zamknij się. Wystarczy, że ty straciłeś swoje szanse - znajomy błysk w zielonych oczach wraz z tym zdaniem chwilowo uciszył Prusa.
Była to najszczersza prawda. Feliks zawsze był tym, którego Prusy chciał zdobyć. Niedostępny cel,
Danger AheadDanger Ahead3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This was clearly not the safest path, but you couldn't care less. Your friends tried to tell you, they warned you to stay away. They told you that the road ahead was going to hurt more than heal, and yet you didn't listen. You couldn't listen. You were under his spell all over again, yet this was different. This time you accepted it, you were ok with it. Still, the others gave you stern warnings and told you it was a bad idea, but you went anyways. You went to the location you were told to meet up at and waited. Waited for what seemed like hours. You were nervous, you don't know why, it's not like you've never seen him before. You close your eyes and take a deep breath hoping it will help calm your nerves. When you open your eyes he's standing right in front of you, his face barely inches away from yours. You turn your head and push him away from you. His smirk fades as he backs away. He sighs as he puts his hand out, waiting for you to accept his invitation. Hesitating you start to th
all because of one sheet (Johnlock)"John?"all because of one sheet (Johnlock)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Mhm?" John looked up from his laptop and raised one eyebrow at his flatmate. "What i-..." He blinked and tried not to concentrate on the completely naked detective in front of him. "Sherlock? What the hell are you doing?"
"I can't find my sheet."
"Put on some clothes!" John stared at his laptop, he didn't dare to look up again, even as Sherlock was laughing.
"I just wanted to ask you, if you have seen my sheet somewhere. But as a result of your reaction I deduce that you haven't. You are ashamed to see your flatmate naked, or possibly like it, because you blushed and you can hardly keep yourself from looking at me again."
"Would you please shut up, Sherlock?"
"I'm right, am I not?"
"Damn, no, Sherlock! You aren't right! And I don't like this experiment very much! I'm begging you, put on some clothes!"
"Why do you think it's an experiment, John? I'm just looking for my sheet, but I can't find it. Maybe Mrs. Hudson put it away..."
"Yeah, maybe." John grumbled. "Go and ask her!"
Sniper's Furry Curse 13"Oh, fuck me," Sniper whispered, realizing seconds later that that was the worst thing he could have said. Soldier bared his teeth in a snarl.Sniper's Furry Curse 132 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Speaking of which," he said. "What are you doing in this bed?"
"I..well…uh," Sniper was at a loss for words.
"Did you engage in immoral and nonconsensual fraternization with a man who, even though he isn't American, is an important member of this team?"
"What? No!" Sniper was then silenced as Soldier shoved the end of the gun into his open mouth, nearly gagging him.
"Keep your voice down!" Soldier hissed. "The Doc is asleep. And I caught you pantsless and red handed! You are going to be court martialed for this!"
Sniper discreetly tried to wake Medic up as Soldier's rant continued. If he could wake Medic then everything could be explained…
Sniper slowly moved his hand and pinched Medic's side.
"Ow! I'm avake…" Medic said sleepily. He opened his eyes and sat up with a yawn. Soldier didn't take his eyes off of Sniper as Medic
TF2: The Medic's DaydreamIt was late, the only sound that could be heard was the occasional beep of equipment inside the medical bay and the brief sound of soft pages being turned. The Medic was sat in his comfy office chair, reading a worn out novel written in German.TF2: The Medic's Daydream2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The RED team's Medic often spent his time like this. Preferring to spend his evenings in the solitude of his office, reading novels and experimental thesis's instead of interacting with his fellow team mates.
Though he did interact with his team's Heavy more than the others, as he often came to help him with any odd tasks the doctor needed done. However there was one team member that the Medic really did wanted to interact with.
"Dieser mann wieder," sighed the Medic, discarding the novel on the desk, not bothering to mark the page. He'd read the book so many times already, it never really mattered if he lost his page or not. The story never changed. Boy meets girl, they fall in love. The girl is then kidnapped by an evil person and
Sniper's Furry Curse 14RED Sniper looked through his scope and tailed the BLU Demo before firing off a headshot.Sniper's Furry Curse 142 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
‘DO YOU LOVE HIM?’
Sniper blinked and leaned back a bit. He rubbed his eyes under his glasses and sniffed.
“Who?” He asked out loud.
‘OLD MATE. DO YOU LOVE HIM?’
Sniper resumed his position and began looking for another target. Without their Scout the BLUs didn’t seem to know what to do. It was painfully obvious how much they relied on him. The REDs had managed to come up with a strategy that made up for the two missing members, and they were doing rather well.
“Well,” Sniper fired another shot and scowled when he missed. “I wouldn’t say ‘love’, but I am fond of him.”
‘YOU RISKED YOUR LIFE FOR HIM. EVEN AFTER HE REJECTED YOU.’
“And I would do it again,” said Sniper. “I would do it all over again.”
RED Scout kicked off from the wall and zoomed across the infirmary in Medic
Merlin's Heart: Chapter One."I just can't believe she'd say that! Can you?" Arthur Pendragon shouted, throwing his sword angrily onto his large red and gold four-poster bed.Merlin's Heart: Chapter One.5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"No, that was really unkind of her." A young black haired man agreed sympathetically, as he followed Prince Arthur into the room and picked up the sword from the bed. "I'll pollish this, sire."
"After all this time!" Arthur continued as if his servant hadn't spoken at all. "After everything we've done together! I've known her as long as I can remember! I lo-" Arthur stopped short, and the silence that followed was almost sufficating. The man-servant lay the sword carefully on the wooden table that dominated the southern wall of the room, and then slowly turned to face the prince. The sight that met his eyes was heartbreaking.
The Prince's dirty blonde hair was ruffled as if he had ran his fingers through it time and
James Bond x ReaderLetters littered the floor. Draws were flung open and their contents littered the floor. (F/n) sat on the edge of the satin covered double bed, her eyes darting around the room lingering on the mess she had made. She always knew it was going to be complicate. That there would be things she didn’t like but she had thought that she was capable of dealing with it. She stopped trusting him and that’s when the cracks in her life started to form. Was he really where he said he was or was he seeing someone else?James Bond x Reader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Doubt had filled her mind. She couldn’t understand why he was with her; surely he met more talented and beautiful women on a regular basis. Here she was the plain coffee shop owner who had no hope in measuring up to his expectations. Judgement had been clouded by insecurity as she ran upstairs to their bedroom. (F/n) had pulled open all the draws, throwing their contents on the floor. She had found his post and re-opened and read it.
After looking around
Three times John Watson was...THREE TIMES JOHN WATSON WAS A GOOD DOCTOR, ONE HE WAS BAD AND ONE TIME HE MANAGED TO BE A GOOD PATIENT.Three times John Watson was...4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
THREE TIMES JOHN WATSON WAS A GOOD DOCTOR
Come at once, your presence is very much needed. SH
At work, can't leave. Once make tea yourself JW
I need to consult you in the medical matter. SH
If you glared mycrofts head off, then no, there is nothing i can do. JW
Fascinating. You really think you're funny. SH
How can one pull an inch of glass splinter out of one's foot? SH
Your kidding JW
MY kidding? It hurts. SH
If YOU'RE wondering, your grammar and my foot both hurt. Can't tell which one more. Foot, I think. SH
don't move, i'll be in 10. JW
Oh my, that puts an end to my desire to run a marathon right now. Are you thinking when you're writing, or you just hit letters at random? SH
John Watson, using his very own brand of magic and/or several quantum paradoxes, managed to get to the flat in 7 minutes and 47 seconds; he took another fifteen seconds to climb up the sta
What Have I Done? p1"Spidey?" Wade coughed, his costume ripped in several different places as he stared down at the lifeless body of Spiderman, leaning over him and ignoring the growing sirens and fitful car alarms and shrieking bystanders. "Spiderman?" Is he dead? a voice mumbled. Deadpool nudged him, feeling a smile spill onto his face as he realized he'd finished the job. Easy peasy. Now who's behind the mask? Never hurt to wonder such a thing, especially with a secretive guy like Spidey. Wade reached over, still ignoring the crowd around him, ignoring the shocked and unbelievable faces as they stared at their lifeless hero. This was quite a mess he had made today the Avengers were probably on their way. Wade sighed, hand lingering over Spiderman's mask. Maybe just one peek? After all, people deserved to know who-What Have I Done? p12 years ago in Drama More Like This
Wade froze as he slipped the mask off, heart dropping to the pit of his stomach. This wasn't happening. This could not be happening. Wade felt himself fall back on h