→ can we just imagine the actual stress of being a spy though — you think you struggled in high school with finding yourself, or in your university years, but imagine knowing the consequences of not fitting in are far more than being ridiculed: if you don’t blend in perfectly, it could very well get you killed. you have falsified memories, your opinions are not your own, and friends outside of the business can’t know what you really do for a living. you can’t share those experiences. imagine the identity crisis of agents in deep cover — you’ve got to not be you for however long the mission takes. you can’t let the slightest thing slip about where you ’grew up‘ or your fondest memories of childhood. but not only do you have to keep up that pretense — you’ve also got a job to do at the same time. it’s imperative you keep your shit together — your country needs you. this is your calling. they’re going to test you, so don’t cock it up.
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immediately begins to shimmy when maroon 5 comes on:
alec. he enjoys a good rhythm.
wakes the other up at 3am demanding pancakes:
depends who’s feeling like more of a pain in the ass that night. probably james, lbr. neither one of them is solid with cooking though so ‘pancakes’ might become ‘macallan’ at 3AM.
sends the other unsolicited nudes:
alec.james.
brags about knowing karate even though they never made it past yellow belt:
alec. they’ve both had a fair amount of hand-to-hand training but specifically karate? probably not. in general, this is the sort of crack comment alec might make at his own expense, because it might as well be a joke.
comes to a complete halt outside bakeries/candy shops:
james if there’s an attractive soccer mom in there getting a brownie.
blows sarcastic kisses after doing ridiculous shit:
alec. this is usually coupled with a hefty amount of witty banter, as well as gratuitous and usually inappropriate laughter.
killed the guy (also, which hid the body):
LITERALLY THEY JUST FLIP A COIN.
wears the least clothing around the house:
alec doesn’t like to be anymore dressed than absolutely necessary at all times. he also doesn’t like james to be dressed any long than he has to be either. but if james is comfortable then well — okay, so it’s a toss up.
has icky sentimental moments for no apparent reason:
KICKS DOWN YOUR OFFICE DOOR HEARD U WERE TALKIN’ SHIT LEAVE MY MOTHER OUT OF THIS THAT SOUNDS LIKE BAD NEWS, WU do you KNOW what the service would be like with A BOND IN CHARGE
→ all i want for christmas is bond getting pissed at the company christmas party and serenading us with christmas songs [ frank sinatra’s let it snow& dean martin’s winter wonderland] and snowballs and dirty martinis and spiced mulled wine and egg nog. anything that comes undone or untied on a woman’s dress will be referred to as the bow on the christmas present. wait what ——
——out. I have twenty-thousand verses with viewtokill and I’m not sorry about them. Now I just have to get them out of our skype window and onto my fucking verses page.
——out. do you mean the latest one [ where bond and alec are teens, on the radars of their respective governments, working against each other ] or maybe you mean ——
→ GOLDENEYE: reloaded (again you bastards)|| where operation GOLDENEYE puts alec in deep cover as a traitor, and with (dench’s) M’s death, (mallory’s) M reassigns 007 → adopted siblings || one: pre-operation SILVER CARTRIDGE via mr. and mrs. bond [ where alec comes to live at skyfall ] || two: where post-bond’s parents’ deaths [ aunt charmain adopts them both ] → post-you only live twice|| bond’s lost his memory: set between skyfall and our goldeneye reloaded: bond’s sent to the recovery place, whatever the fuck it’s called [ thanks,fleming] after trying to assassinate M, and alec’s there being a regular douche canoe, but bond doesn’t remember him or the fact that he’s supposed to be dead → bond and alec at the royal navy college → bond and alec in training at MI6 → not to mention the one where alec is 006 before bond’s snatched up by MI6 out of the navy intelligence || 006 is bond’s mentor how more fucked up can you make poor Q’s life → pacific rim → didn’t we have something about alec going freelance & bond wouldn’t join him and they never crossed paths until alec hears about bond’s latest mission which left him blinded, therefore unfit for active duty → then the one where alec never worked for MI6 and bond uses him as a resource → bond is brainwashed by the KGB & sent with alec to topple MI6/western intelligence → alec hears about skyfall and idr but something bad happens because bond’s an idiot and clearly incapable of keeping his shit together ||probably because he’s lost literally everyone he cares/cared about in life → i quit ok i’m done i surrender → there’s probably a verse for that too
just imagine it, xtrevelyan:goldeneye: reloaded has entire floors dedicated to field training, and in the moonraker novel, we know that M always believed in making the environment in the shooting range as close to the real thing as possible —— imagine an ‘abandoned’ warehouse/building being used as a training facility in modern days !! AND THE 00’S DESIGN THE OBSTACLE COURSES EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE when they’re not out saving the world on the field or dying in a ditch falling off the radar. they get androids (to play security guards) only they crank up the bots’ settings/awareness so it’s even harder to sneak by them, and their reaction times are faster than the average man’s — this is when no one gets in without that contraption on their backs mentioned in carte blanche i think it was? whatever. but if they don’t shoot the android before the android shoots them, they get the painful zap to the back that sends them to their knees. AND THE FIRE IS REAL, AND SO ARE THE SPIKES, but those courses are only available to operatives approved by M.
and when 006 and 007 are the only ones there, Q still hacks into the cameras and records it still for training videos — after Q Branch EDITS SOME OF IT because strained laughteryou never know what’s gonna happen — but THEY EVEN HAVE A “KILL” COUNT for how many times they’ve managed to design a course that gets the other killed. they keep track of shooting accuracy and timed run-throughs and everything because it’s one huge fucking competition ok bye.
BUT IT’S ALSO A GREAT TEAM BONDING ACTIVITY shut up i couldn’t think of another word, but they’ve got awards every so often given within their department (to inspire motivation and encourage healthy competition, etc) for best run-throughs, most creative escapes, least expensive damage done, best time improvements (for those who have run through nearly routinely, getting better each time), and etc but probably given out according to each operative level: because we know once you reach 00, the only awards you’ll most likely be getting are “congratulations: you only died 3/7 run-throughs” or “you’ve given the Quartermaster a heart attack yet again with your remarkable disregard for Q Branch equipment”
Imagine your OTP have an open relationship and allow each other to see and/or make love with other people. Unknown to each other, though, the person they’re both seeing outside of their relationship is one and the same: Person C.
name: alec. chip. your catchphrase: gdi james. fav emoji/emoticon: B| favorite color scheme: i’m a colorslut tbh. favorite type of monster-person: me & my family. something real cool that you can do: type 108+ wpm. a song you want to share wit yo followers: IN WALKS THE VILLAIN OF THIS TALE, THE DOOR CLOSING SILENT BEHIND YOU; I SMILE & I OFFER YOU SOMETHING TO DRINK IN THE HOPES THAT A TASTE WILL REMIND YOU— what pets do you have: viewtokill & an assortment of man-eaters.
your hogwarts house: slytherin, pottermore-sorted. favorite pokemon:viewtokill pikachu, lbr. top 3 characters of all time: that I’ve played? - natasha romanoff - alec trevelyan - miles matheson
Real Name: Alec Trevelyan NAME: Alexander ‘Alec’ Carmichael AKA: ’ J A N U S ’ AGE: 46.
ALIGNED WITH:
No one (or so he says). Janus plays no favorites; he’s a supply chain, with his fingers in more of the Family’s enterprises than anyone. They need, he provides. No squabbling, no taking sides — his business is everyone else’s business, and cutting the nose off to spite the face is not his style. He works with all camps. He is Switzerland.
JOB:
He is the supply; the Family, his clients — they’re the demand. Janus is about logistics; if the Family needs it, he gets it for them. From the kitschy tourist-trap trinkets in Chinatown to the high-end merchandise trophy wives are buying on Fifth; from falsified passports to imported talent; drugs. It’s all within his grasp and no one facilitates better (or faster, or more reliably) than Janus.
But there’s always a price for dealing with him, an invisible tax that everyone pays and few ever account for. The clients demand and he provides, no questions asked. But he knows where the merchandise comes from, and he knows where it goes; past and future, he sees them both, and he knows where all the bones are buried. Beginnings, transitions, that’s his business (but sometimes, he also deals in ends), and the wise are properly wary; he has his hands in nearly every aspect of the Family’s business and that’s how he likes it.
