Hey there, it has been a while!

Life has been a bit odd lately, not necessarily in a bad way, but certainly in a stressful way. Thus I kinda fell off the face of the earth, at least fandom-wise.

But this is not a note saying, “I am back.” It’s just saying,“I am still alive, and I will be back. Please do not forget about me!”

In the meantime, you can find me over at @justrebloggingfellas , where I (as you might have guessed) mostly reblog.

And since a few weeks now, you can also find me at @everyday-aesthetic101, where I upload pictures of things I see every day to romanticize life a little. Though I am travelling rn, so there will be a good bit of that too.

As a celebration of the last few hours of fest, I made a James Bond (Craig-era) drinking game!!

Create a table-top-game character sheet for a Bond character.

As a DM myself, I went for the classic: Dungeons and Dragons and created a character sheet for one of my personal favourites: Craig-era Bill Tanner!

I chose to make him a cleric, his “deity” being Queen and Country. A healer as a supporter, who does the most important background work and never gets enough credit just seemed right for Tanner. Furthermore, I have never met a cleric that was not a mom-friend and to me Tanner just screamer mom-friend who so desperately needs a break.

The focus of his skills mostly lies around being very perceptive. Tanner sees and hears absolutely everything.

I also have a bit of a personal head canon that he is shite at lying, which is the reason he never made it into the field. That went into his skills and personality as well.

And the fact that he has a gun (probably hidden away in an ankle holster) is just common sense. I mean, look at whom he surrounds himself with.

Headcanon Day!

Okay July 1st started literally seventeen minutes ago but I need to get this off my chest.

Everyones favourite kind of Take-Out:

Bond - Will generally order just about anything Q wants. Bust is secretly a basic bitch (aka Burger lover)

Q - Thai, you’d have to pry his Tom Kha Gai out of his cold dead hands

Moneypenny - Absolutely obsessed with sushi, she has tested every restaurant in the general London area and has a list rating her favourite dishes at all of them

Mallory - Italian, mostly pasta with some kind of creamy sauce (mushroom and spinach are his favourite)

Tanner - Look, he is an amazing cook and loves to try out exotic and new things… but sometimes your tummy really just wants pizza

Mansfield - Greek although only when she can be entirely sure the only one who will smell the enormous amounts of garlic on her breath is her husband.

I am now absolutely starving, anyway, good night.

Hi, I’m Double-Oh-Fifteen! (Aka Felix)

Just last year, I was on Team Villain, but what can I say? With the right incentive I’ll work for just about everyone.

Pronouns: he/they

Favourite Caviar:  Sevruga

Favourite Cocktail: Whiskey on the rocks, he would say out loud. Caipirinha, he would think to himself.

The last gadget I brought back to Q branch in one piece: Bond gives us agents such a bad rep. Not all of us are as careless with the beautiful little knick knacks Q gives us as 007. That being said, the smart glasses I received for my last mission were definitely stolen, they are absolutely gone, without a question. 

Least favourite mission: Classified. 

Cheese doesn’t need any of the crew to adopt him, he is getting his brother back and thus his family back

I see you, I hear you. But consider… Both Cheese and Spaulding are so deeply traumatised by their parents and everything that happened to them.

Jack, putting a hand on little Cheese shoulder after a long day, saying “I am proud of you.” Cheese would burst out into tears.

Myrtle, silently casting some kind of protection spell on Cheese before combat. Only later does he notice that some attacks just seem to bounce of him and something inside him breaks a little bit. Later, when they are alone, he gives her a hug and then scurries off SO FAST.

Marcid tries his very best to explain all this ship-owning-buisness to little Cheese, who doesn’t even know economy 101 and at some point, Cheese’s head just drops back and he us fast asleep after hours of doing this. With a deep sigh, Marcid picks the boy up and just deposits him in his bed, throwing a blanket on him. Cheese wakes up in the morning, pulls his knees to his chest and just weeps.

BECAUSE FINALLY, FINALLY THERE ARE SOME ADULTS WHO CARE ABOUT HIM AND TAKE CARE OF HIM!!!!!

So, yeah, Cheese is close to grown up and has his brother, but I refuse to believe that he (and his bro) don’t deserve to do some healing and to have some positive experiences with parental figures.

Oh, also, since they theoretically don’t have a home except for the ship anymore, they absolutely stay at Gold Gardens while in Leviathan. Having some fun under the watchful eyes of Garthy and Jack.

I only ever feel like writing poetry when I am (1) so overwhelmed with sadness, I can’t even manage to cry, or (2) and I am so full of happiness, not even squealing and jumping could express my emotions.

Waking up in cold sweat:

If Pib switches from boots to sandals, instead of puss in boots, he’ll be puss in sandals… short Pis.

Baba Yaga would be so proud.