00Q fic recs
The lovely @grey-sleipnir is considering checking out 00Q and asked me for recs, yay! This is as short a list as I could make it. Here’s hope you’ll find something to your liking, dear.
Wheelhouse, by recrudescence
The one where Bond really, really isn’t used to sleeping with people who don’t tragically die soon afterward.
Mercenary, by BootsnBlossoms and Kryptaria
Five years ago, Commander James Bond of Her Majesty’s Royal Navy left England in disgrace, escaping a court martial – and what should have been a promising career in MI6 with Alec Trevelyan, his oldest friend. He becomes a mercenary, selling his military expertise to the highest bidder, though not once does he act against England or her interests.
Now, new intelligence has possibly located Bond in the United States, and Alec is tasked with the mission to bring him back to MI6. But to do so will require a very unique type of field operative – one Bond will never suspect.
Enter Aidan Green, codename Q.
Remember Me, by Jen
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.
(^ all fics listed here are favs, but this one really gets to me)
Slow Dancing in a Burning Room, by feelslikefire
What followed was the most bizarre courtship Q had ever—well, heard of, certainly. He didn’t have much to compare it to, but Moneypenny confirmed that normal people didn’t flirt like this. Not that he was normal. Not that any of them were.
Or: Q has a past, a cat, and a dangerous new boyfriend. Two of these things keep him up nights, the other pees in a box.
Gloria In Excelsis, by feelslikefire
Q has a dirty secret; Bond has an attraction and now he’s got the excuse to act on it. Smut featuring glory hole(s).
Making An Adjustment, by Sarah_Ellie
For years, Q took special suppressants to disguise himself as a Beta. He thought he could hide his status as an Omega and live a relatively quiet life as the head of Q Branch.
Unfortunately, his job at MI6 would prove to be the very thing that ruins everything.
How Q Hacked Online Dating, by JayEz
“How does that lead to…?” Eve waves her hand at the mess behind Q’s back.
Q feels his expression morph into a sly grin. “I have a new plan. I’m going to stay on these dating platforms, but I’m going to treat them as databases. Rather than waiting for an algorithm to set me up, I’m going to try reverse-engineering this entire system.”
In which Q works in the private sector, still winds up friends with Eve, and applies science to his love life. Obviously, Eve gets involved.
Curtains, by winterhill
Indulgent domesticity. No real plot to speak of, just Bond and Q moving in together as friends after Q is targeted and his place burnt down, and slowly progressing to being a couple.
Prestigious, by releasetheglitch
"The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” —Yeats
There are three components to every good magic act.
There are also my own fics. I’m learning to get over the no-self-promo thing, so I’ll link to three of them:
In retrospect, the whole thing was a series of extremely poor decisions on Q’s part, none of which he regretted in the slightest.
Or, AU in which IT-techie!Q is chatted up by one James Bond and doesn’t have the heart to tell him that he’s also MI6.
(It’s basically structured like a rom-com, all the indulgent domesticity you can think of, Q’s POV)
James Bond turned out to be surprisingly bad at long-term casual, and utterly clueless to boot.
A Matter of Convenience
‘twas why the whole thing had been sanctioned in the first place: minimal disturbance of the status quo, just a blip in their routine, no consequences. So what if the Quartermaster had had an untimely, dangerous heat and 007 had been the one assigned to see him through it. Both of them knew better than to let anything come of it. (Alpha/Omega dynamics)
(This one is mostly smut and angst. Remember when UST was a thing? If there was an ‘Unresolved Romantic Issues’ tag, it’d be the one for this baby)