#kingsman Merlin x you

[specialagentlokitty]

Merlin (kingsman) x reader - you’re safe here

if you do still write for kingsman (i saw it on ur list but i havent seen it on your blog in a very long time) could you do a merlin x reader where reader has been hiding an @bvsive relationship from everyone, but one day shows up to his door with cvts and bruises everywhere??💟💟 - Anon💜

T/W: mentions of abusive relationship

Part of being a kingsman was to keep your personal and work life very separate from one another.

And when it came down to that, you were amazing at it, the two lives never intertwined with each other in any way, shape or form.

And perhaps that is what your downfall was as well.

What was supposed to be a loving relationship had turned into a hell on earth for you, and there wasn’t anything you could do about it.

You were a master at hiding everything, so nobody you worked with suspected a thing, and your partner hated you wouldn’t tell them anything about your work life.

They accused you of everything.

Cheating.

Stealing.

Lying.

Manipulation.

Whatever you could be accused off you were, even though it was the other way around.

And there was nothing you could do about it.

You wanted to fight back, but you were scared, and when it came down to it you couldn’t bring your hand to hit them like you could anybody else.

You were stuck in a world of fear and it was eating away at you slowly.

But it had never been so bad before, never had you feared for your life so much, been on the verge of collapsing in your own legs as you climbed out of your car.

You didn’t have anywhere else to go.

You didn’t know where to find anybody else.

And you were scared that you would be followed if you went to the hospital, and terrified what would happen if you went to the police.

Slowly closing your car door you walked over to the house and rang the bell, slumping yourself against the railing, wheezing for breath.

“Who is it?”

You looked up at the intercom, letting out a pained breath.

“P..please…” you whispered.

You weren’t even sure if he would’ve been able to hear it, but you couldn’t form anymore words.

You heard running down, and the door was thrown open.

Merlin immediately crouched next to you, holding a gun out as he looked around.

When he was sure it was clear he put it away and wrapped your arm around his shoulder.

“This is going to hurt.”

With that, he lifted you up and you held back a pained scream.

Merlin helped you inside and set you down in the sofa, locking the door as he began to rush round gathering everything he could find.

Coming back over, he sat down on chair in front of you, settling some bags of ice down.

He went to reach out and you flinched.

“I would never hurt you, you’re alright.” He said softly.

He slowly reached out again, moving your arms from your ribs.

“Can I?”

You shook your head.

“Alright, I just need to make sure they’re not broken.”

He placed his hands on your ribs, gently feeling and you winced.

“Bruised but that’s all.”

It was calming to hear him telling you what he was doing so you knew everything that was happening. There was no nasty surprises.

Your breathing was pained, and every time he reached out you would flinch.

It broke his heart to see you like this.

He knew you as one of the strongest agents, never had you been injured on a mission.

Now here you were sat on his sofa, bruises forming, covering in cuts, blood stained your clothing. You were in so much pain.

And there was nothing he could do to help you aside from tending to your injures, cleaning them, bandaging them, putting ice on them.

When he was done, he took a small breath.

“Can you tell me what happened?”

You weakly shook your head.

“Alright, I’ll be back in one moment.”

Merlin left, and he came back not long after.

“Come on, let’s get you somewhere more comfortable.”

He helped you up, slowly walking up the stairs with you and took you to his room, letting you sit on the bed.

He covered you up, and sighed as he looked at you.

“Get some rest, we can talk in the morning when you’re ready.”

He went to leave and you stopped him.

“Do you want me to stay?”

You nodded.

He took the chair from his desk and brought it over, sitting next to the bed holding your hand while you laid down.

At first you didn’t sleep, but pain and exhaustion took over and you let sleep take over.

And Merlin sat there watching over you, he had already his laptop, and he was going through security footage from your building to figure out what went on.

He was going to figure this out.

Then whoever had dared to hurt you like this was going to pay dearly for what they had done to you.

But Merlin could only hope you could heal from this, and that you would let him protect you

#kingsman #kingsman x reader #kingsman x you #kingsman imagine #kingsman Merlin #kingsman Merlin x reader #kingsman Merlin x you #kingsman Merlin imagine

[renx01]

You called

Prompt: “You came.” - “You called.” Pairing: Harry Hart x Reader Fandom: Kingsman Warnings: Angst, mentions of blood and injuries, honeypot mission Word count: 1511

‘Galahad.’ It was barely a whisper which came out of your mouth. The predicament you were in wasn’t as you had planned. The mission in and of itself was relatively simple: go to an event, talk to some high ranking people and criminals in order to gather information, and leave. Yet, here you were sitting on the floor in an alley, bleeding from a gunshot wound.

It had been going quite well. Your target, Vincent Giante, had been at the event early and you had approached carefully but confidently. Merlin had informed you that he was, in fact, a ladies-man, and that it could be of use to, as he said, “throw your womanly charms at him”. You ended up following that advice after the target had shown interest in you, most likely due to the rather revealing emerald-green dress you were wearing. ‘My, my, a lovely young lady at an event such as this one, alone and seemingly without a date.’ Vincent had said to you as he approached. It sounded vulgar as he said it, as if she were a piece of meat, an object which he was intent on owning. That would never happen in a million years if you had any say in it. You did, however, have to play into it. ‘Why thank you, I’m flattered.’ You say as he grabs your hand and leans down to kiss it, his touch lingering a tad too long for your liking. ‘So what’s your name darling?’ ‘Josephine.’ Was what you answered as you heard Merlin in your ear. Target on lock. Vincent made small-talk with you for a bit before the two of you were approached by a man. ‘Sorry, boss, that I have to interrupt your conversation with this lovely lady.’ He leans in and whispers something to his boss which you’re unable to hear. That’s Vincent’s right-hand man, Giovanni. Be careful around him, he can be quite the fighter. Merlin informs you before the pair can shift their focus back to you. ‘Sorry love, I have to go meet with some people.’ He sounded genuinely disappointed. He leans in to kiss your cheek and whispers in your ear. ‘If you’re feeling up for it, meet me outside in an hour.’ 

Time passed slowly as you waited to meet up with Vincent. You were in fact, not feeling up to it, but it was too good of a chance to pass up. During that time, you mingled with some more of the guests, but were unable to gather any information that was particularly of note. Merlin, on the other hand, was able to gather the information that Vincent supposedly had a harddrive with him which contained some secret documents which the Kingsman could use to folly his organisation’s plans. As the agreed upon time approaches, Merlin fills you in about the surroundings and what to look out for. Supposedly, Giante would have the drive somewhere on this person, so the goal had shifted from gaining information to getting the harddrive without being caught. 

Outside, it was quiet, the hustle and bustle of the event left behind. Vincent stood near a statue in the gardens, seemingly alone, yet you knew better. It was likely that multiple of his men would be surrounding the two of you, looking out for his well-being. ‘Josephine, I’m glad you came.’ He smiles and puts his hand on your shoulder. ‘Let us walk for a bit, I’ve been inside all day.’ You take the arm which was offered to you and join him.  After ten minutes you reach a part of the gardens which seemed completely isolated. Slowly, he tries getting closer, putting his hand on your lower back as he whispers things in your ear. You endure them, finding them disgusting but pretending to love the attention. Slowly, he starts kissing your neck and eventually mouth. If it weren’t for your training and experience, you probably would’ve gagged as his hands slowly started lowering further. Finding your focus again, you shifted it to trying to find the harddrive on him, roaming your hands over his body. Eventually, you feel it in one of his pockets, and slowly but surely, you try to get it out. As he starts getting more passionate you manage to grab hold of it. Slowly, you slip it into one of your hidden pockets. After a few more minutes you pull back and look him in the eye, smiling kindly. ‘We should take this elsewhere.’ Taking his hand, you lead him back to where the event was taking place. He seemed quite content for the time being, but you weren’t too convinced. Well done agent Kay, get out of there. 

Vincent leads you back inside to a relatively quiet corner, stopping a moment to talk to one of his men. As you look around, you suddenly hear a click just behind you. ‘Now love, I had so much fun, but I’d prefer it if you handed back that harddrive.’ Vincent sticks out his hand while the man behind you slowly pushes the gun against the back of your head. ‘We can talk about this Vincent.’ You slowly walk up to him. Agent Kay what are you doing? Get out. Merlin almost screams in your ear as you try to remain as possible. You slowly put your hands up, ‘I was enjoying myself quite a bit, but I suppose that is now over?’ your voice is almost sickly sweet. The hand he was holding out slowly wraps around your chin, tilting it up. ‘It’d be a pity to lose this pretty face.’ You were stalling quite a bit, that was clear.

Kay, Galahad is on his way. Just get out of this venue.

Galahad, that was your sign. Your colleague was on the way and you only had to get out of the building. Leaning into his touch, he clearly gets distracted once again, just enough to pull out a small knife and throw it backwards into the man that was pointing a gun at you. Turning, you grab hold of the lead and break the man’s fingers, then shooting him with his own gun, followed by shooting Vincent in the head. ‘A shame really.’ You scoff before turning and running into the crowd, 8 men following you, their guns loaded. Every step felt hot, so very hot, and they were right on your heels. ‘Fuck’, a soft whisper escaping you as they start firing their guns.

Kay, I need you to confirm that you are on the way out. ‘Confirm Merlin, I just have to lose some people.’ Heels continue to click where-ever you go. After turning a corner in one of the many hallways, several more of the men following you go down as you disarm and shoot them. That is until you didn’t have any ammo left. Of course this would happen to you, as if your day wasn’t going terribly already. ‘At least I still have these ones.’ You throw a few knives, hitting several throats. Their blood covers your face. Around you several bodies lay and you are finally able to breathe, even if it’s just for a moment. ‘Galahad, do you copy?’ You say quietly as you continue walking through the maze of hallways. Several footsteps can be heard from several of the hallways around you, so you start running once again. 

‘Merlin, where is Galahad?’ 

You don’t get a response.

Managing to finally get outside, heading into a dimly lit alleyway, you see over a dozen people following you. Pulling out your own gun, you shoot as many of them as possible while continuing to move. They shoot back, one hitting you in the leg. 

‘Fuck.’

They seem to keep on coming, and slowly, they surround you. ‘Galahad do you copy?’ Bodies keep on falling, but time seems to be running out when another bullet hits you, this time in your left shoulder. Frustrated, you throw some more knives and grab one of your daggers. One by one they go down, and with every body that hits the ground, your green dress becomes more red and your limbs are covered in blood. As the last of your energy slowly leaves your body and you start feeling faint. 

‘Galahad.’ 

It was barely a whisper which left your mouth. Before you are able to say anything else, you feel a gun being put against your temple. ‘Calm down lady, drop the knife.’ There was only one man left standing and he had the obvious advantage. You sigh, letting the weapon fall to the ground. 

You had to find a way out of this situation, you always did, but your body seems to be done. A gunshot interrupts your train of thought, the gun which was held against your head, falling away. Turning, you see Galahad standing there.

‘You came.’

Your voice sounds exhausted as you stand there; shoulders slumped and body aching. Your colleague approaches and hugs your body tightly.

‘You called.’

He whispers in your ear before kissing the side of your head.

#harry hart x reader #harry hart reader insert #harry hart imagine #harry hart #the kingsman #kingsman #eggsy unwin #colin firth #merlin kingsman #kingsman x reader #kingsman imagine #imagine #fanfic #kingsman reader insert #you called #writing prompt #prompt #fanfiction

[bullet-prooflove]

“why is it so difficult for you to accept a compliment?” With him please 🥰❤️

“Why is it so difficult for you to accept a compliment?” Hamish whispers against your jaw, your head tipping back into the cushions of the couch as his lips trail lower, ghosting over the curve of your throat. “To understand how alluring you are.”

His body covers yours, firm and unrelenting. His fingertips undo the buttons of your shirt, the fabric parting as his mouth delves lower, brushing over the curve of your breasts.

“So fucking perfect.” He murmurs in that Scottish lilt of his, his tongue trailing over the white scar indented in your flesh.

He maps you out with his mouth, seeking out those deviant little spots, the ones that drive you crazy. He’s always so attentive, so passionate, so loving. His fingers grasp at the waistband of your trousers, his heated breath teasing across your skin as he looks up at you, those dark eyes full of yearning.

“Let me show you how beautiful you really are.”

#mark strong #merlin #merlin kingsman #hamish mycroft #merlin x you #merlin x reader #hamish mycroft x reader #hamish mycroft x you

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Fireball - Hamish Mycroft (Merlin) X Female Reader

Title: Fireball

Hamish Mycroft (Merlin) X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Eggsy, Harry, Ginger (Mentioned), and random guards and other random characters for the plot (Mentioned)

Requested by Anon!

WC: 2,674

Warnings: Reader is from Statesman, mention of alcohol, bombs mentioned, love at first sight (sort of), teasing, taunting, nervousness, embarrassment, anxiety, guns mentioned, murder mentioned, flirting, confessions, bets, slight angst, and fluff

Stepping off the small helicopter, you held down your hair as you ducked under the blades; holding your briefcase tightly in one hand. A little ways away, stood two men in suits, hands clasped behind their back. You mentally rolled your eyes. Kingsman always seemed so... Extra. Them in their perfectly tailored suits and framed glasses. Brushing down your hair, you stood in front of the two men, letting out a sigh. 

"Welcome to Kingsman, Fireball." The older man greeted you. 

The younger man turned to his partner, an eyebrow raising. "Fireball? What? They ran out of names?"

"Yes." You spoke up, "In some senses they did. You two must be Harry and Eggsy." The looks on their faces were priceless. Eyes wide, Eggsy's jaw dropped.

"How do you know our names?" Eggsy asked and you shrugged with a grin.

"I'm a hacker. That's what you wanted when you contacted the Statesman, correct?"

Harry was quick to recover, clearing his throat before he said anything else.

"Yes. we need you to locate someone." His voice hardened, his expression darkening slightly as they led you into the Kingsman mansion.

"Mmm, my favorite activity. Anyone fun?" You asked, wiggling your eyebrows teasingly at them. As you followed them inside, Eggsy nudged Harry with a slight smirk. Harry gave him a stern look.

"They have codes to a bomb," Harry replied and Eggsy grinned.

"And we need them so we can disarm it." He finished, and your eyes lit up in recollection.

"Oooh! Mr. David Frizzle. We've been monitoring him for some time."

"His location has been locked down pretty well though. Even our wizard couldn't track him." Your lips curled upward slightly as Eggsy spoke.

"Mmm, and you think I can't? Watch and learn, boys. Take me to your hacking room."

Harry and Eggsy looked at one another briefly before leading you through the fantastic mansion. Walking down long hallways with large paintings, you took your time looking around, until you stopped in front of two doors. Harry opened the door for you and you looked around. The room was clean, white floors and dark wood walls. Along the back wall were rows and rows of electronic cases of blinking lights and other do-dads. It was a bit smaller than your office, but you could make it work. Looking over to the desk in the room, it faced a bunch of screens. And, in a chair, was a man. He turned as the three of you entered, standing. You couldn't help but stare at him. You have seen a lot of people in this line of work. But not like him. Bald, clean-shaven, dark eyes that glinted with intelligence behind his glasses as he stared right back at you.

"Fireball," He addressed you formally, pulling you back to reality, "Merlin." He offered his hand out to you. With a smirk, you shook it.

"I know. A pleasure to meet you." 

"You know?" Merlin asked, and you nodded, taking in the man before you.

"Of course, I'm a hacker." You shrugged, before realizing you and Merlin were still shaking each other's hands.

He cleared his throat, dropping your hand as you brought your hand back to your side. “So tell us about David Frizzle.”

Your face fell. "We've been tracking him for years and his computer systems are always top-notch."

"What have you learned?" Harry asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Well, this... Frizzle is only the middle man it seems. Ginger and I think his boss is the real target here."

"Can you find out where he is?" Merlin asked, clasping his hands behind his back.

"Most likely." You agreed, before moving past Merlin and to his desk. Sitting down in his chair, you pulled up your briefcase, setting it down before you. Harry, Eggsy, and Merlin watched as you clicked open your case, revealing the various pieces of equipment within. "Alright, let's get this party started." You said, before rapidly typing on your small keyboard.

You smiled as you began to scan the screen. There were files everywhere, but you weren't having trouble reading it all. As you navigated through the servers, you found several pieces of information regarding the specific individual. You quickly pulled up a map and began working your way through the different locations. As you worked, you felt a presence beside you. Glancing quickly, you spotted Merlin leaning next to you, his dark eyes staring at your screen. Biting your lip, you tried to calm your racing heart and flushing cheeks. You glanced back at the screen, trying to ignore the close proximity of the both of you. "Done!" You exclaimed, your screen displaying a map of England, a red blinking dot placed over Glasgow. "The best guess is that he'll probably stay put somewhere near here." You pointed to the screen.

"Wow," Eggsy laughed out from the other side of you, almost startling you. "That was quick."

"Three minutes quick," Harry spoke up, glancing up from his watch.

Merlin swallowed thickly, looking down at your screen, at you, and back. Merlin would admit it, he was impressed. You were incredibly fast, more so than any other hacker he knew. Not only did you have the skills necessary to access multiple systems, but also you could handle them. He had thought you were just a normal hacker. Not a master hacker, who was practically immortal and could take on entire governments by herself. But you proved otherwise when you're hacked into the MI6 database, bypassing the firewall, and hacking into national security databases. "Good job, Fireball. I'm sure he won't expect us to track him directly."

"No, he won't." You confirmed, before beginning to type away again, "I think I'll be able to find out exactly where he's residing as well. Just give me... Five minutes." You typed away furiously, ignoring the fact that Merlin was watching you intensely and that Eggsy and Harry were now chatting. You didn't care if he was watching. It wasn't hard to see your mind whirring, analyzing every detail as you narrowed your map closer and closer to where Mr. Frizzle was located. In about 15 seconds, you had figured out where he was being kept. "Got it."

"Where is he?" Harry asked immediately.

"A penthouse apartment in the city."

"Do you know his address?" Merlin questioned.

"Yes."

"Let's go. Now." Eggsy ordered as he and Harry ran out of the room. 

Letting out a sigh, your eyes widened in realization as you scooted the chair back, standing up. "Sorry for stealing your chair like that." You apologized to Merlin, who only shook his head.

"No, it's fine. You can have mine." He spoke, accent thickening slightly as he walked past you as you sat down again, pushing a chair to sit beside you.

"So," You began, watching the screens before you to see Harry and Eggsy already driving. "This is what you do? Hack and lead the team?"

"Something like that," Merlin said simply, staring up at the screens.

"Well..." You paused, thinking, looking at him. "Do you also go out into the field?" You asked, tilting your head towards him and he hummed lightly, turning to face you.

"I used to." He answered, his voice soft.

You smiled, nodding. "Me too." You let out a sigh, before looking back at the screens, "But that darn Tequila took my place when he joined."

"Yeah?" Merlin asked, turning to face you.

"Yup." You replied, popping the 'p', "They're a pain in the butt."

For the next four hours, you and Merlin conversed with each other, even sharing lunch together while you watched Harry and Eggsy enter the apartment. And in that amount of time, you had grown to like the Scottish hacker quite a bit. He was nice, polite, kind, and intelligent. He was quite handsome too. Sharp jawline, dark piercing gaze... You found yourself becoming very fond of his company. He was extremely attractive. And, for whatever reason, made you feel safe like there was nothing to fear when you were around him. It frightened you slightly... How quickly you had fallen for the man before you.

~~~

It had been three months since you joined Kingsman temporarily and you were loving it. Working with Merlin was something entirely new and exhilarating. The two of you had begun working together fairly regularly, helping one another with missions, and even talking at length on occasion. Merlin was a smart man, and you found yourself getting to know him rather quickly. Well, minus his real day-to-day life outside of Kingsman. And he had grown quite fond of you as well, unknowingly to you. He told you stories of times when he went on missions, and you told him yours. You loved when he spoke, and you often found yourself smiling at everything he said. You loved the way his eyes lit up and the way his mouth curved upwards in amusement.  You found yourself falling more and more in love with him every day. 

Merlin thought you were incredibly intelligent, talented, and funny; And as the days went on, it grew harder and harder to hide his smile from you. He loved your cheeky grin and the way you laughed; it sounded like music to his ears. He loved your eyes, which were always bright and a bit mischievous. It was like you were a magnet, drawing him into your orbit, and he couldn't stop himself from being affected by you. It didn't help matters that you were absolutely gorgeous; not only your appearance but your personality and everything about you seemed to make his heart beat faster. 

"Merlin, sugar, you're staring." You spoke up, snapping him out of his thoughts, making him blink. He quickly turned back to the screens.

"Am I?"

"Yes." You laughed, sitting back in your seat. "I know. I look cute today. Very distracting." You teased, making Merlin chuckle lightly.

He wasn't affirming or denying. Instead, he continued typing. "Have you located the address yet?"

"Yep! Here we go…" You muttered, your fingers flying across the keyboard as you scanned through various documents and data to find the address you were looking for. By tapping 'enter' you sent the address to Eggsy. You then looked up, noticing how closely Merlin was watching you. He quickly averted his gaze, his cheeks tinting pink as he focused on the monitors in front of him. You bit your lip, trying to hide your smile as you looked down at your lap. You were hoping your mind wasn't playing tricks on you. And you hoped you weren't reading too much into the way he was looking at you. The look in his eyes, it was like admiration at most, but there was something else underneath. Something deeper. Something... Hidden.

Merlin sat frozen in his seat, forcing himself to stare at the screens before him, and forcing himself to remain focused on the task at hand. It was hard though, especially because his focus would drift to you every once in and while, watching you from the corner of his eye. He watched as you fiddled with your hands in your lap, chewing on your bottom lip, seemingly lost in thought. And Merlin found butterflies fluttering in his stomach at the sight, causing him to avert his gaze. He cleared his throat softly, trying to suppress his thoughts. This isn't the time to think about this right now, Merlin. Focus! 

"Merlin?" Your voice pulled him out of his trance as he glanced towards you. "Where?" You repeated, and Merlin looked away from you, biting down on his lip.

"Um, yeah. Right here." He stated, pointing to the screen. "Here," He pointed to a large white building surrounded by an impressive array of guards. "You have to find a way in, Eggsy. There are guards at each entrance." Merlin spoke through the mic.

You pursed your lips as you looked at him, "Uh, Merlin, uh... He’s already in." You spoke and Merlin froze before you spoke again, "He doesn’t know which way to go, you have that information." You told him and Merlin nodded his head, before swiftly getting back into business.

He swallowed before speaking, "Alright, take a right down this hall." He spoke through the mic before turning to you. "Fireball... Uh, I was wondering-"

"Which way now?" Eggsy spoke through the speakers, interrupting Merlin. "Any guards I should know about inside?"

Merlin turned back to the microphone, "Take the next left and up the stairs, no guards on the second floor." He said before turning back to you, as you looked up at him curiously. "I was wondering if you'd like to-"

"Merlin! Where to now?" Eggsy asked as he ran up the stairs, gun in hand.

Growing frustrated, Merlin turned back to the mic, "Third floor, keep going, guards are stationed at the office door." He spoke impatiently before turning back to you, "I was wondering-"

"Merlin!" 

Merlin swirled in his seat, pressing his hand down on the mic, "Yes, Eggsy?" He asked, letting out a frustrated sigh.

"Hurry up and ask her out already, mate." Eggsy taunted as Merlin's eyes widened slightly and he froze. You looked at Merlin with those same wide eyes, confused and more so surprised as Eggsy continued to talk, "Ask her out and focus on the mission." You could tell Merlin was embarrassed by Eggsy's words, as he shifted in his chair, avoiding your eyes; his cheeks and tips of his ears tinted pink.

After a moment he sighed softly before turning back to you, "Right, sorry..." He mumbled quietly. You watched as he adjusted the knot of his tie from beneath his sweater, eyes glancing everywhere but at you. "Do you... Want to have dinner with me?" Merlin asked nervously.

"Like a date?" You asked, trying to sound calm and collected. But your heart was pounding and you knew the blush growing rapidly on your face gave it away. Merlin just nodded, looking away from your eyes.

"If you wanted." He answered simply, his voice soft as a gentle smile appeared on his features.

You let out an infectious laugh, "'Bout time you asked me." You teased, "I'd love too, Merlin." You breathed out.

"Finally!" Eggsy spoke from the speakers, gaining both yours and Merlin's attention, "Harry owes me thirty quid."

"You bet on us?" You asked and Eggsy laughed again, stepping over the bodies of the men who had been guarding the office door.

"Yeah, either Merlin was going to ask you out, or you were, once you were done waiting." He said, "Harry voted on you."

You hummed, shifting awkwardly in your seat as you glanced down, feeling embarrassed. Merlin just sighed, "Eggsy. Enter the office." He commanded softly.

"I'm just saying, I better be invited to the wedding." Eggsy continued to tease.

"Go into the office, agent," Merlin stated, his tone growing irritated. "Merlin out."

A few moments passed and you felt your heart flutter at the silence that fell between you and Merlin.

"So... Dinner?" You finally spoke, clearing your throat as you tried not to stare at Merlin.

"Dinner, yes, of course. I know this nice diner." He asked, and you finally turned to look at him. “If you’re interested?”

"I love diner food.” You gushed before you shifted in your seat, biting your lip briefly, “And, since we're going to go to dinner together, you might as well know my real name." You spoke, before scooting your chair closer to his. Leaning forward, you cupped the side of your mouth with a hand as you whispered your name into Merlin's ear.

Pulling away, Merlin smiled, a real genuine smile. "That's a beautiful name." He complimented, and your stomach fluttered.

"Thanks." You murmured shyly, both yours and Merlin’s hands finding each other’s.

"Y/- I mean... Fireball." Merlin uttered quietly, gazing deep into your eyes, and your breath hitched as he leaned forward, whispering in your ear, "Hamish Mycroft." He pulled back as you stared up at him. 

"Beautiful name." You hummed with a smile.

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[asterias-record-shop]

Hyiaa!! If these prompts are still free can I please request

BINGO: Bimbo , Eggsy Unwin with the prompt

"I like having you covered in me. Smothered in me, full of me. Want all of you, and you need all of me." ?

Thank you for your time!

—𓆩[your majesty]𓆪—

𓆩[main masterlist]𓆪 𓆩[request/ask me something!]𓆪 𓆩[updated bingo card!]𓆪 𓆩[bingo masterlist]𓆪 𓆩[join the bingo taglist!]𓆪

𓆩♡𓆪 CHARACTER - Eggsy Unwin x Fem! Princess! Bimbo! Kingsman Agent! Reader

𓆩♡𓆪 TYPE - fluff, smut, maybe slight angst

𓆩♡𓆪 WORD COUNT - 2.6K

𓆩♡𓆪 SUMMARY - Eggsy truly didn’t know how you were recruited into Kingsmen, but he wasn’t complaining. You helped him out a lot during training, but for fucks sake, were you blind to how Charlie and his friends looked at you? When you go missing, though, Eggsy has to save you. He couldn’t live with himself if he didn’t.

𓆩♡𓆪 STORY WARNINGS - foul language and cursing || reader is portrayed as very naive and kind of an airhead || reader is portrayed as wearing tight and revealing clothes and likes makeup || sex positive reader || again, kinda ditsy || you’re an undercover spy princess now || you get kidnapped || edited timeline || lovesick eggsy || smut || fingering || masterbating || different positions || multiple rounds || size kink || cum kink || marking kink || rough sex turned soft sex ||

“Your mission,” Merlin spoke as you handed Eggsy, Roxy, and Charlie. “Is to win over the asset shown in the folder. And when I say win over, I do mean biblically.”

Eggsy smiles, opening and showing off the picture. “Easy. Posh girls love a little rough.”

Charlie scoffed, showing the exact same image. “We’ll see about that.”

Roxy giggled. “We certainly shall.”

“Yep! Mhm, sex! You need to fuck her,” you filled in, Charlie scoffing a slight laugh as Merlin smiled slightly and nodded. “Nicely! She’s an heiress.”

“Yes, Y/N, I’m sure they are aware she is an heiress,” Merlin spoke, a sheepish smile developing on your lips. “Anyways, you will be going to the club-”

“Oh, I love clubbing!” You say, Merlin looking over at you with a slight raise of his brows. “O-Oh I’m sorry… I’ll be quiet now.”

Eggsy smiled slightly as he stared at you, but his stomach twisted slightly at the thought of sleeping with someone else. Eggsy was faithful, he always was no matter what, and to be honest, he wasn’t very excited about sleeping with someone else when he wanted to be sleeping with you – both sexually and when he woke up.

“Anyways, you leave at 2200. Please be ready by then. Y/N, come with me.” Merlin smiled at you as you nod, smiling back.

“Yes, Merlin.”

As you both walked out, Eggsy quickly ran after you before Roxy could say anything. “Y/N! Y/N, wait up!”

“Oh, uhm,” you looked back at Merlin who nodded slightly, walking away as you turned. “What’s up, Eggsy?”

“I-I uhm… just wanted to talk to you real quick,” he whispered, looking back at the other two with a slight sigh. “If uhm… If I don’t go past this session-”

“You will,” you say, giggling. “I’m sure a rough boy like you can handle your liquor. And you’re very loyal too!”

Eggsy paused, tilting his head. “Loyal?”

You froze, humming. “Forget I said that. Anyways. Like you were saying?”

Eggsy cleared his throat, swallowing. “If uhm… I wanted to say that when I sleep with this girl,” he ignored your giggle. “It doesn’t mean anything.”

“I’m aware,” you say with a shrug. “I had to sleep with a pair of guys, but not for the initiation part. The initiation part was actually easier than sleeping with those guys, how are you gonna be a crime lord with a small dick…”

He smiled as you continued to ramble off, his eyes slowly trailing over your pretty face all the way down to your tight clothes and perfect body, round and soft in every perfect place, and the thought of having your thighs around his head truly was a dream.

“Oh, I am so sorry… you had a question, what was it?” You tilted your head, smiling at him.

“I-I uhm… I just wanted to ask if after this session… if you would want to go out with me? On like… a real date?” He whispers, tilting his head slightly as you gaped at him.

“R-Really? You want… you want to take me out on a date?” You whisper, eyes narrowing. “Why? I have nothing to do with the choosing process.”

“I’m not trying to get points for the choosing process,” Eggsy clarified immediately, taking a step closer toward you. “I just… I want to take you out to see if we could… go out together as a couple.”

You paused, swallowing. “Oh…” you looked back at Merlin who was tapping on his tablet, then turned around with a nod. “I would like that. I would like that very much.”

“You would? Good. Good, perfect,” he smiled widely as you inhaled, smiling. “Go. I’m sure Merlin needs something important.”

You smiled, nodding as you leaned forward and pressed a firm kiss to his cheek. “I can’t wait.”

Eggsy smiled widely as you walked off, turning around to see Charlie and Roxy staring at him. “Did you just ask Y/N out on a date?” She spoke, tilting her head. “Really?”

You didn’t have a code name because there was no point. You were already known to the world, Princess Y/N who was the face of her kingdom, perfect in every way, though slightly naive – it didn’t make one bit of a difference to Eggsy. He truly, truly wanted to see how far he would get with you, and just maybe he would get you to the altar.

Right when they were about to leave, Eggsy noticed you in the corner, staring at yourself in the mirror as you flattened out the sides of your dress. For fucks sake, you looked absolutely stunning. Perfect in every way, the dark blue dress pooling at the floor as you slowly turned in the mirror.

He wasn’t used to seeing you in such a dark color, but you looked just as beautiful in it as you did any other color.

He couldn’t speak for a minute, but when it finally came to mind, all he could say was, “Wow.”

You looked over immediately, smiling as you walked toward him, heels clicking. “Going undercover,” you whisper, then shrug. “Kind of.”

“Well, I wish you luck,” Eggsy whispered back, trying to keep his eyes on yours and not trail over your body like a pervert. “You look… so beautiful.”

“Thank you, Eggsy, really,” you smiled back at him as he looked down at his clothes, completely underdressed compared to you. “You look great too.”

“You don’t have to lie, love,” he laughed slightly, embarrassed. How could he think a pretty girl like you would want to be with him? “W-Well… good luck on your mission. I’ll see you later, yeah?”

“I could come to the barracks tonight,” you suggest, shrugging. “It’ll just be you and someone else anyways. I’ll bring you to my room.”

Eggsy smiled. “That sounds perfect, Y/N. Good luck, I’ll see you later.”

“See you, Eggsy.” You smiled as he leaned down, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek before slowly turning around and walking off.

After he finished his initiation sequence, he waited in the barracks, reading a book as he slowly stroked JBs back, waiting for you to come in and take him back to your apartment for the night.

“Eggsy? Are you waiting for Y/N?” Roxy spoke, Eggsy looking up with a slight sigh.

“I was, yeah,” he whispered, shaking his head. Tomorrow was his day with Harry, and he couldn’t have thoughts of you interrupting it. “But I’m going to go to sleep now.”

“Oh, okay. Goodnight, Eggsy.”

“Goodnight, Rox.”

When morning came and Eggsy walked toward Harry who was speaking with Merlin, he inhaled as he heard your name on the TV. “Princess Y/N has been missing for three days now, gone and we haven’t been able to locate her since.”

“Y-Y/N’s missing?” His voice came out broken and hoarse, Harry turning around with a slight sigh.

“She didn’t come back from her mission last night,” Merlin says, shaking his head. “Y/N is a strong girl, she can handle herself. Now, go enjoy your day and we’ll keep looking for her.”

Oh, and then everything stacked up. With you missing, Harry being fucking murdered, figuring out that Arthur was with Valentine the entire time, he was so fucking tired. Now, about to die from Valentines dumbass soldiers, he couldn’t stop thinking about you — until the microchips came to mind.

After telling Merlin about the microchips, he could’ve sworn he heard your voice.

“Eggsy! Eggsy, is that you?!”

He quickly turned around, at this time ignoring the announcement that Valentine said and storing it for later, gasping when he saw you. “Y/N! You’re here!”

“Yes I’m here!” You giggled, sighing. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t come back and-”

“Don’t worry about that now, darling, what matters is that you’re safe,” he smiled as you leaned forward, pushing yourself closer to the opening, Eggsy doing the same before he heard Merlin’s voice.

“Hate to interrupt this lovely moment, but the fate of the world is about to be decided, Eggsy!”

Eggsy sighed as he pulled away, shaking his head. “As much as I’ve always wanted to kiss a princess, my darling, but I have to go save the world.”

You smiled, giggling. “You save the world, you can get me pregnant.”

Eggsy paused, blinking before nodding slightly. “I’ll be right back.”

You laughed, biting your lip slightly as he ran off. “Good luck!”

And as soon as he said his wicked last line to Valentine, he was already running to your cell and tried to open the door. He heard your laugh when it didn't open, clearing his throat. “Merlin, what’s the code?”

Merlin laughed and told him, Eggsy smirking as he slipped off his glasses and slowly walked in, holding back a loud groan when he saw your legs spread and your fingers working your cunt as you groaned loudly. “Fucking finally Eggsy, what took you so long?”

He laughed as he set down the champagne and the champagne flutes on the table, slipping off his tie before you pull your fingers out of your cunt and quickly moved to your feet, stumbling slightly before falling into his chest. “Are you alright, darling?” He laughed slightly as you giggled.

“Yes, I’m fine. Just… need you. So bad. Gotta hold up my end of the deal,” you tilted your head, winking up at him with another giggle. “You gotta put a baby in me, Unwin.”

He groaned loudly as he easily lifted you up, moving you back to the bed and dropping you gently onto the bed. He watched as you quickly parted your legs, sighing as Eggsy kicked off his shoes – carefully of course – taking off his suit before you leaned forward and held his tie. “Keep this on.”

“Whatever you say, princess,” he whispers, slipping his button down off from under his tie that you immediately took hold of and pulled him down. He leaned down, kissing you and savoring your lips on his as you moved your legs to wrap your legs around his waist. “For fucks sake, never thought I’d be kissing an actual princess.”

You giggled as he pushed down his slacks, pulling him down for another kiss and rutting your hips into his. “Oh please, please… just forget about the fact that I’m a princess and just fuck me. Not like a prince, I need that roughness.”

“Whatever you say, darling,” he whispers back, smiling as he watches you slowly lay back. “Are you sure you want it rough? Darling, I-”

“I’m a princess, Eggsy, just not one made out of glass,” you whisper back, smiling. “Fuck me, Eggsy, hard.”

Oh, you truly didn’t have to tell him twice.

He was quick to snap his hips into you, groaning loudly as your head tilted back, leaning down to tuck his face under your chin. His hips moved rough and quick, fucking into you like he was infatuated. In a way, he was, his mind blurring in pleasure as moans unconsciously fell from his lips, your cunt tight and perfect around him.

His cock was perfect inside of you, just the right length but heavy on the girth, thick and filling you up just right and absolutely fucking perfect. You gasped as you tilted your head back, savoring the feeling of him inside of you. Even with his strong and rough thrusts, he was still holding himself back, and you could feel it every time he held back from slamming his pelvis into yours.

It makes you take matters into your own hands, easily pushing him over and straddling his hips. “I said that I want rough Eggsy,” you whisper, placing your hands on his perfectly toned chest, roughly rolling your hips as you threw back your head. Oh, it was finally perfect. You could feel him in all of the places you desperately wanted him to be, letting out a loud groan as you rut your hips roughly into his. “I don’t want you to hold back, please, Eggsy.”

He groaned, his head tilting back just like yours, his hands automatically finding your hips to help guide you into his hips. Sadly, they were trying to get you to go slower. “Fuck, darling, don’t do this to me. I don’t want to hurt you, please baby-”

“I want it to be rough,” you responded, gasping as his hips roughly snap into yours. It was perfect, just like you wanted to, but it was a singular movement. “No! Eggsy please, please don’t stop!”

“Fuck, please… please, you need to tell me if I hurt you. Promise?” His voice was breathless as you nod, pulling his hands upward toward your tits.

“I promise. Just fuck me, Eggsy.”

This time he really didn’t hold back, immediately twisting you to lay on your back, inhaling as he snapped his hips forward to fuck you, rough and hard just like you wanted him to. He didn’t hold back, his hands holding your hips roughly. Oh, it was perfect and everything you wanted.

He was rough just like you wanted him to be, your body bouncing along with every thrust, head tilting back with pornographic moans falling from your mouth. The way you were being fucked was as though Eggsy was never given the chance to let loose, using your body as a way to escape.

His roughness wasn’t subjected to just his thrusts, leaning down and marking up every inch of your skin with hickies and bite marks from his mouth, his rough hands rubbing and gripping your body. You were basically sobbing when he was done, not even done as he panted above you, his cum dripping down your ass as he pumped his cock.

“Can I keep going, baby? Please, darling? I want to keep fucking you, want to fuck you so bad,” he whispered, leaning down to kiss against your ear. “Please?”

“I want you to keep going,” you didn’t care how sore you were, how full your stomach was of his cum. You felt sticky, gasping as he slid back inside of you, rolling his hips softly instead of what he was previously doing. “N-No, no, roughly. Rougher. Please.”

“You’re sure you can handle it?” His voice wasn’t taunting you, his lips pressing soft kisses to your skin. “I like having you covered in me. Smothered in me, full of me. Want all of you, and you need all of me. But I can’t give it to you if it’s gonna hurt you.”

“You won’t hurt me,” you whispered back, shaking your head as you kissed his lips softly. “You could never hurt me. Keep going.”

He smiled, nodding. “Whatever you say, your majesty.”

You giggled, shaking your head. “It’s your highness. I’m not queen yet.”

“You’re almost there,” he laughed, shaking his head. “Your majesty.”

“There you go.”

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a little dream come true (e.u.)

summary ⇾ eggsy remembers just how he met you–be it chance, be it fate–and remembering it every now and then brings a smile to his face (yours too) details ⇾ 1,715 words / eggsy unwin x data-analyst!reader / gn!reader / 🌸 fluff / merlin being the biggest shipper of you two (we do not talk about the golden circle...)

the kingsman headquarters grow quiet in the thick of the night, as it always does. eggsy finds himself down one of the hallways, making his way towards a specific office to find his favorite person. he slows down when he passes by a door that looks familiar. backtracking a couple of steps, he looks through the small window and the sight refreshes his memory. his memory of when he first met you.

heavy breathing. loud ringing in eggsy’s ears. he can’t hear or think straight. he’s about to lose his god damned mind from all this intense training but he knows he’s got to get a grip. he’s made it this far–top two–there’s no fucking way he’s stopping now. he came so close to being ran over by a train; if he can pass that, he can surely pass this.

he finds himself in a small room with nothing but a person tied to a bomb. there’s no door, no window, nothing. he’s torn in this situation, unsure of how to go about this when it seems like there’s only one path to doing what’s right. he’s gone as far as to make sure you’re safe but the only thing left is the bomb to diffuse. as far as his prior background experience goes, he’s only got thirty seconds to spare. there’s no way out, no form of help apart from his conscience and the bag over your head to cover your whimpers.

he manages to grip onto your shoulders, telling you to find your way out as soon as the bomb goes off and that it wasn’t your fault. none of this was. though he knows you can’t comprehend it with the onslaught of tears and whimpering, eggsy’s said his piece. he throws himself with the bomb as far away from you as possible despite the lack of space to begin with.

with his eyes clenched shut and quivering lips along with the image of his mother and baby sister in his mind as his fading thoughts, the impact... comes in a form of a sweet voice cooing him from his imagination. he flinches when the bomb stops ticking and instead of exploding him to bits, it... shuts down? he blinks a couple of times to make sure he isn’t dreaming but when he comes face to face with you, the bag now off of your head, eggsy sucks in a breath.

“congratulations, eggsy unwin. you’ve passed the test.”

his brows are furrowed, accepting your hand up to his feet as he blinks at you, “w-what?”

a doorway suddenly appears, the simulation-like room disappears to a simple bedroom with wooden walls... as they remain contained in a glass cube. it clicks in eggsy’s mind that everything wasn’t real, though his heart giving out just may be it.

he still doesn’t know what to say, how to react. a part of him thinks this isn’t real but when you lure him out of the glass box, towards the bed, he immediately flops down to take a seat. with a small smile, you offer him a cup of water he accepts, still confused but he knows an explanation is coming as you take a seat next to him. 

he appreciates how you allow him to take a couple of breaths first. though, he’s uncertain if it’s because of what he just went through that’s making his heart somersault like this or if it’s the proximity between the pair of you. it doesn’t help that he’s able to look at you up-close, watching you watch him. it’s... a weird feeling. comforting, yet it’s making him nervous.

“as a kingsman, it’s important to put others before yourself. in that moment, when you decided to take the bomb with you and step away as far from me as possible, you’ve passed the test.” 

eggsy chugs down the water, eyeing the bag on the glass floor he’s certain was over your head. you chuckle when you match his line of sight. “oh, that’s transparent, by the way. i could see everything.” you reach to take his emptied cup when he looks like he’s done with it. your fingers brush over his gently, almost electrifying his body upon contact that he tries not to flinch. he’s obviously failed when you snort.

“i’m sure merlin will give you brownie points for positive reassurance. not many would know how to comfort another right before their demise.” you rise to your feet. “he’ll be here in–”the door cracks open and it changes the course of your intended sentence–”right now, as it seems,”

“there’s my favorite member of staff,” merlin greets, stepping in just as you turn to face him, “y’know, i’m sensing a little bias here.”

merlin gasps, “me? biased? no, can’t be.” the two of you laugh it off, leaving eggsy very confused but he doesn’t interrupt just yet.

“i’ll be off then. congratulations again, eggsy.” you raise the cup at–”merlin,”

he salutes you playfully, “y/n.”

when the door closes along with your leave, that’s when merlin notices how quiet eggsy has been. merlin carefully sits next to the young man, patting his shoulder, “you alright there? not quite like you to be stumped over something like this when you were more than ready to get run over by a train.”

the first thing that eggsy asks is: “who was that?”

merlin chuckles, pulling his hand back from eggsy’s shoulder, “that’s y/n. they’re one of our top data analysts but they’ve got some experience from field. they saved me once, hence, the reason why they’re my favorite but don’t tell no one, alright?”

eggsy nods quietly, still staring at the direction you left. he notices he’s quiet when merlin has this shit-eating grin on his face, clearly understanding that you left an impression on him.

“if you say anything about this, i will personally chop your balls off, merlin.”

“oh, i wonder why would you do that when i could give you a reason to see them?”

“...merlin, if you’re serious i will love you forever.”

merlin was indeed serious. that day was the first unofficial date you went on with eggsy merely minutes after meeting him for the first time. eggsy still remembers it like it was yesterday despite it being a couple of years ago. the fond memory lives in his mind and–”best have someone familiar in your mind when you look through that specific window.”

it seems you’ve snapped him out of his reverie when his shoulders flinch just a bit. he turns to you, that cheeky smile forming from a small one, to a wide grin as he makes the move to walk towards you. despite being in public, eggsy has never shied away from showing you his affection.

his hands almost immediately reach for your waist, even if you try to swat them away with we’re in public! his response is always nah, don’t really care, and you feel the security wrapped around your waist and the adoration kissing the side of your head as eggsy hugs you. although it’s late in the kingsman headquarters, it doesn’t mean that it’s completely empty. there’s a potential risk of someone coming by (even though the entire bloody corporation knows by now) and it still makes you shy every now and then.

you’re about to succumb into his embrace, until a peek over eggsy’s shoulder allows you to meet with–oh–”not in the hallways, kids. pack it up and move somewhere private.”

with a muffled huff, you’re about to push eggsy away but he remains firm, locking his arms around you as he calls off to merlin who promptly walks past, “oh piss off, merlin. don’t act like you weren’t rooting for us in the beginning.”

merlin looks like he’s about to let it go, but he backtracks so that he can get a glimpse of you, “oh yeah, forgot to tell ya, lover boy over here has been head over heels since day one. and i’m not talking about the first date.”

merlin only sticks around enough for it to hit you, and then he’s winking at eggsy before he’s off. when it’s just you and eggsy again, you turn to face him and he’s effectively avoiding eye contact, arms shifting around your waist.

“is he talking about your test? that’s the first time?”

you watch as eggsy’s mouth open and close a couple of times, before he musters up: “l-look, merlin’s just talking straight out of his arse–”the slight raise of your brow and small pout is all it takes for eggsy to crack”–and–oh for fuck’s sake, yes. that’s the first time!” you press your lips together to stop yourself from laughing, it’s harder when eggsy pulls away with a scoff.

“might’ve been gassed out of my mind but i know a pretty thing like you when i see one. just so happens it’s one that makes me feel all sorts of things even before i get to know them.”

patiently, you wait until he’s done with his little rant and he notices you’re waiting. oh, how polite. he looks at you with a sigh, “go on, make fun of me already. call me a hopeless romantic and all that bullsh...”

eggsy only processes what had happened when you’re a couple of steps away. sure, the two of you have kissed and gotten intimate plenty of times already since getting together but it’s the small moments like these that truly create an uproar in the butterflies in his stomach. your hushed giggle, the soft yet urgent kiss planted to his cheek, that giddy buzz that surrounds you as you quickly pull away. it’s... the smallest things that rile him up the most, and it’s working.

“again...” he says, now walking towards you as you walk away, “again! come back here!”

you squeal as you try to make a run for it, eggsy hot on your trail as he chases you back towards your office. merlin scoffs a laugh as he’s waiting for his coffee from the machine nearby, shaking his head but well-aware he’s the reason for all of this to begin with. he’s mighty proud when he gets his drink, making his way towards his office and notices the happiness radiating from both eggsy and you down the hall.

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high-achiever - e.u.

Request by: @stilessbaseballbat

Hello! Can I request an imagine with Eggsy where him and the reader are appointed to train the newbies, but they become too competitive and split the group in two - One is Eggsys group and the two the readers. They make a bed which group will pass the Kingsman training? (you can choose who wins and what the loser is going to have to do)

Eggsy Unwin x Fem!Reader

A/N: It hasn't been long since I got that request. Sure. I totally didn't have it in my wips since forever. Anyway, I feel a little boring because of the choice I made on who wins but eh it's okay. It was like 4am. I'm proud of the OCs though 'cause I think they're pretty lovable. (aka I love them and they're my pretty little babies so you also have to love them, no pressure.)

Any feedback, is good feedback!! Correct me on anything you think is wrong.

word count: 2.1k

Tags/Warnings: She/Her pronouns!!, Jealous Reader if you squint really hard, kinda ooc eggsy?, OC x OC, reader is an overachiever, bad writing? English is not my first language, I learned it entirely out of social media, mention of a dog being shot (but not really), mention of reader having a dog (again, only if you squint.), Use of Y/N

"Gawain! Get up!" Eggsy's voice echoes loudly through the woman's house as he swings all the curtains wide open. She winces at the sudden light and curses the boy through her teeth.

"Y'know Galahad, I have heard rumours about people saying good morning as a greeting. Also that is a total violation of privacy. Do you know that? It's important to me that you know that." The girl whines shoving her tired body towards the kitchen, pouring coffee in a mug.

"Good morning, Gawain." Eggsy pauses. "Alright, now, the trainees list just came in and Merlin told me we are to train them. So take a look at it." He pushes the papers towards her and she takes a sip from her coffee, not making an attempt to take the papers. She looks up at Eggsy like he had killed her whole family.

"Why are you all that excited?" She asks rhetorically, not waiting for an answer. "Well, first of all I've been there and it's interesting to see newbies in my position and second of all it's going to be something to add to my successes. I'm high already but I am aiming higher."

He answers in a matter-of-factly tone and sits opposite to the girl. "What makes you think you are going to be all that good at it. I mean I am going to be there sure but-" She was rudely cut off.

"Are you implying you are better than me, Gawain?" The agent says slowly with a smile forming on his face.

"I wasn't implying anything, actually. I thought that was obvious. But before you rudely cut me off and-" She grunts in annoyance. Yet again being interrupted. She didn't like being interrupted.

"Then we can put it to the test. Drink your coffee and get dressed we are going to HQ." He states and starts wandering around the house, almost too comfortable, opening her closet and pulling out her suit, throwing it on her bed.

"You're doing it, again! I don't really appreciate that! And how did you even get inside my house? I never gave you a key. The door was locked, the lock isn't broken. What the bloody hell! You can't just sneak in like that." The woman complains kicking Eggsy out of her room as she starts to change her clothes. "We are Kingsmen, Gawain. Nothing is ever locked." She heard him say behind the door.

***

The newbies were in their cabin and they looked terrified in this sort of fun way. Y/N couldn't help but wonder if she also looked that terrified her first day at HQ. No. She thought. She was too confident. Her friends and family were sure, that was going to be the death of her. She was always sure of herself. Always. She had always been competitive.

Her parents still teased about stuff she'd do when she was little, like crying when she'd land on someone else's property while playing Monopoly.

They didn't even pressure her into all of those academic successes, she just did it.

The competitive part of her - if not her only part - is also what brought her where she is, doing something that Merlin, probably, wouldn't really like. But just like there wasn't one bone in her body that wasn't competitive, there also wasn't one that wasn't a winner.

***

"Do we get to choose who's in our team?" She found herself whispering at Eggsy while the newbies conversed with one another. "If you have your eye on someone that you think would make it easier, then no." He answers nonchalantly.

"Damn it." She swears under her breath, disappointed. "But we could choose eachothers teams. Like I choose yours, you choose mine." He murmurs.

"Okay. Then I'm giving you Marie." She says checking the document in her hand to make sure she got the name right. "Why Marie?" Eggsy asks, genuinely curious. "I don't know she seems annoying, she'd talk your ear of and get you distracted."

"Oh. Well that's good, because I actually think she's quite-"

"Then no." She changes her mind and shakes her head, her eyes still at the trainees looking over the cabin like lost puppies.

The blonde smirks, he marks his coworker's initials next to 'Marie Brown' on his own document. "Marie?" He says looking at the group of people right in front of him, searching with his eyes for the short redhead. "Yes." She speaks up. "You're with Gawain." He states.

The girl sprinted towards the, not-so-thrilled, agent excitedly. She smiled with all her teeth and squealed, standing tall, next to her.

She threw a sarcastic, tight lipped smile smile her way, then turned to look at Eggsy, the grimace never leaving her face. He just tried to hide his giggles under his breath and smiled, looking only forward because he knew if he turned to look at the woman's expression, he'd break down in laughter.

Marie grasped her mentor's shoulder proudly and Y/N's eyes widened but Eggsy's ability to hold his laugh was only getting worse. She nudged his rib with her elbow and coughed. "Okay, Elliot, with Galahad." She marked the initials G.U. on her document and let a breathy laugh out.

His eyes widened and his eyebrows went up, he turned to look at her and Elliot walked over to him. "Hello, sir." He sniffed and put his hand out for Eggsy to shake. His voice was shaky. Eggsy looked at him, then back at his sweaty hand and shook it.

Elliot let go from Eggsy's hand and wipped his hands on his uniform, fixing it and clearing his throat, as he walks next to Eggsy.

"He does realize that we are almost the same age and I am not his teacher, right?" The agent turns to Y/N and she snorts shortly. "Dont be mean," she says quietly "that's my job." She continues.

"Well, this is going to be fun." Eggsy mumbles under his breath. Suddenly regretting ever planting the idea of a bet in the girl's head.

***

"Okay, so." She clapped once to get the attention of the newbies. "The next days are going to be full of missions and tests, but you have to keep two things in mind. Always listen to your mentor and of course always look at the bigger picture. You're going to be in danger, multiple times through out this training process. If you look too closely you don't think practical, you think hypothetical. And a Kingsman doesn't have time for hypothetical."

Eggsy found himself staring at the young agent while she spoke with such loyalty and dedication. There was always this on going banter between them, about who is better at this or that, little things. But it had been amusing for him how she took everything so seriously, like she just had to win. Even if that was just an unserious game of rock-paper-scissors. He couldn't help but wonder why she was so competitive, with everyone but especially him, at most times.

That being the only trait they had in common.

How competitive they both were.

In general they we really different, she was serious most of the time and she always went by the rules, more logical than emotional, she'd always follow a good piece of advice. Eggsy was a free-er soul, he is emotional, he gets attached really easily. A smart-ass if she's ever met one. And he had this weird hero complex she could never understand, this 'I'm saving the world.' kind of attitude. She wanted to wipe that smirk of his face, bring him down to earth, shout 'We're all saving the world here!' at him.

***

"Hello there." Agent Gawain told the newbies, wet like cats, seeming miserable.

"What the hell was that?!" Hayley whined, a trainee from Eggsy's team. "That was your first quest, and if it was hot in here you'd be thanking us now." He answered the blonde girl's question.

"What was surprising, something that has never happened before, was that all of you failed. We had to drain the water so you don't drown." Y/N told her trainees. They all looked at eachother awkwardly, ashamed, as the experienced agent put her hands over her chest disappointed.

"Are you kidding me? We almost died for your stupid training and we get scolded like we're little children? I am not dealing with this crap." She got her luggage from under her bed and pushed through Galahad and Gawain so she can leave. Eggsy grimaced, his nose scrunching and his eyes squeezing shut. "She left." He heard a familiar whisper from next to him. "I know." He said. "Okay. Hopefully by the next mission we won't have anyone storming off." He turned to the rest of the group.

***

It had now came down to the final choice. The two final trainees for the decision to be made were, ironically enough, Elliot and Marie.

The trainees were both at different rooms, one across from another. Agents Gawain and Galahad were both leaning on different walls, one across from another.

Both waiting nervously to hear the gunshot from their trainee's gun. The woman made a clicking noise with her tounge as the man constantly tapped his foot against the metal floor. "Nervous, Galahad?" The agent asks the blonde. "Never, Gawain." He answers.

Gunshots are heard from both rooms and the agents let out a breath they didn't know they had been holding, realisation came to them immediately and they locked in eachother's eyes. "Does this mean...?" Eggsy started. "I think so? It hasn't happened to me before." Y/N says confused and both Elliot and Marie come out of the rooms.

"I almost shot my Barney..." Marie says to her mentor with wide eyes, holding her dog close to her chest. "Yup I know, he's alright, Mar." Agent Gawain hugs her trainee, remembering how it felt to even think of shooting Stevie when she went through her own training.

"I- Me too." Elliot says, still shocked. She sees Eggsy over Marie's shoulder, as he sighs, grimacing yet again, questioning and giving two hesitant pats on Elliot's back she couldn't describe as confrontational. She laughs on Marie's shoulder and Eggsy rolls his eyes at her.

"Okay. I mean. Good news is...you're both Kingsmen now. And you have your dogs!"

Y/N says letting Marie go.

"Congratulations on your dedication."

Marie and Elliot start talking and Eggsy discreetly takes his coworker away.

"So it's tie?" He whispers.

"I guess so." She shrugs.

She looks back at Marie and Elliot. Elliot awkwardly laughs as he makes a depressing attempt to touch Marie's arm and she giggles putting some of her hair behind her ear.

"Well that's akward." She says and Eggsy follows her eyes and also looks at the, now, young Kingsmen.

"Let the kids be. They're living their love."

"You're making me have a mid-life crisis before my time, we're like two years older than them."

Eggsy sighs theatrically. "Yes, but they feel like my kids already. Look at them opening their wings."

Gawain rolls her eyes.

"Must be sad for you. Now you can't make a move on Marie." She says sarcastically.

"I just said that so you wouldn't put her on my team. Marie's not really my type."

"What's your type then?"

"I don't know. Witty, smart, boring agents that can't bare losing?"

"Sounds very specific for the sake of 'not knowing'."

"Familiar too doesn't it?" A proud smile plays around Eggsy's lips as he is staring at her.

"Yeah, it does. Thank god my type is annoying, funny, immature agents that I just can't get off my back." She grins.

"I'm pretty hard to get rid of. Would you break a rule, Gawain?"

"Only if I am to break it with such good company, Galahad."

I would love to read your thoughts, i hope you enjoyed the story. Have a gorgeous day. Mwah!

-Shad

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[agentwhiskeysdarlin]

Come Back to Me

Pairing: Jack ‘Whiskey’ Daniels x F!Reader

Rating: NSFW 18+

Warnings: reader is super pissed, mentions of injury (slightly), lots of making out, quick and needy sex, p in v sex, unprotected sec (wrap it up kids), dash of angst but still fluffy

Word Count: 2k

Author’s Notes: First Jack fic of the year!!!! FINALLY! Back to my favorite cowboy and what a way to get back into writing him. This was fun to write based off this request! Thank you anon for the request and I hope it lives up to what you wanted! Thank you to @clint-aww-no-barton​ as always and big thanks to all the new readers!! If you want to be added to my taglist please let me know!!

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  People moved from your path with clear concern and worry. The look on your face clearly showed the rage you felt. Your boss and father was dragging behind you, calling after you trying to calm you down, but there was no use. These posh prick assholes came into your agency and shot one of your fellow agents. Not only that, but they messed with the one man you’d ever loved. That meant war. You would burn Kingsman to the fucking ground.

  “Ginger said he was going to be fine kiddo,” your father, Champ spoke as you stepped on the elevator that would lead to where sick bay was.

  “It doesn’t matter. I’m going to kill that asshole for shooting him. He shouldn’t have been cleared to go out in the field,” you snapped as you turned to Champ.

  That shut his mouth, given he was the one who cleared him. The elevator doors opened and there stood Harry and Eggsy. One look in your direction and Eggsy’s eyes bulged.

  “Uh Harry maybe we should…”

  “Oh I don’t think so.”

  You stormed forward, pushing Harry against the glass that overlooked the hanger just outside.

  “Give me one good reason I shouldn’t throttle you where you stand?!”

  “Look, Harry was out of line but Whiskey is going to be okay.”

  Eggsy stepped forward, panic laced through his voice. He took one of your arms, Champ grabbing the other and they pulled you from Harry. He straightened his suit as you glared holes through him.

  “Get off me!” You shrugged both men off you and stepped back.

  “I believe Agent Whiskey may be…”

  “Harry don’t!” Eggsy pointed to him.

  “Oh no! Please finish your sentence, may what?”, the venom laced words almost spat from your mouth. You hadn’t even noticed your father had stepped away on the phone, until he returned.

  “We found where Poppy is. I’m sending you both with Merlin, now.”

  “You have to be kidding me!” You turned to him.

  “Listen kiddo, I understand, but you need to calm down. Go be with Jack.”

  You stood there, swearing steam was coming out of your ears. You glared at Harry one last time, before turning on your heels and headed into sick bay.

  “At least she’ll never let anyone run over her,” you heard Eggsy comment.

  “Just how I raised her.”

  Pride laced your fathers words, but even in that moment you couldn’t take it in. You were stopped dead at the sight before you. Jack was lying in one of the beds, still in his snowsuit and his head encased in a contraption of Statesman making. It was genius honestly and the invention had saved countless agents in the past. Most of them would tell anyone, they’d rather take a head shot than anywhere else. 

  “He is going to be fine but we both know what can happen,” Ginger spoke, making you jump slightly.

  “We won’t really know until he wakes up,” you let out a sigh, your anger gone and anxiety taking hold of you.

  “I gotta go help with the mission. Are you okay to stay with him?” Ginger placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, and you gave her a slight smile.

  “Yeah I got this,” you spoke softly and with that Ginger was gone.

  You let out a sigh and finally made yourself walk forward, sitting down in a chair next to the bed. All you could do now was wait. Your mind wandered to the worst case scenarios, and then it would skip to the feelings you kept buried so deep. Champ being your father and boss caused issues when it came to dating fellow agents, especially Jack. Your father loved him, like he did all his agents, but as he said all too often, “no one is good enough for my little girl.” You rolled your eyes at the sound of his voice in your head. He really needed to move past that. Jack had been the only guy who you’d ever felt that pull with, and the temptation to beg your father to let you have this had been strong for a long time.

  You had absentmindedly taken Jack’s hand, lacing your fingers in between his. Then they twitched and your head shot up. The doors around Jack’s head opened suddenly and as he sat up, you stood. You backed up as he looked around, confusion clear on his face. Then his eyes snapped up at you, and a smirk pulled at his lips. You could tell by the way he looked at you with no recognition, that he had taken several steps back in life. You backed up again as he slid off the bed.

  “Well ain’t you the most beautiful thing to wake up to.”

  His voice held a different tone to it than it did normally. You tried to push the smile away, to keep from rolling your eyes, but you didn’t succeed in either. He started in, talking way too fast, with promises of taking you home and treating you right. You had to think fast how to snap him back to the present. Then an idea sprung to your mind and you threw caution to the wind. You stepped toward him now, causing him to stop. You reached up, taking his face in between your hands and smashed your lips against his, cutting him off mid sentence. It took him a few moments, a slight jump and then he was kissing you back, pulling you closer to him until you were desperate for air.

  “Well damn darlin’,” Jack chuckled back to himself.

  “There he is.” He gave you a questioning look. “You were young Jack again, trying to put the moves on me.”

  “I don’t have to be a younger me to do that,” he smirked down at you. “But thank you for bringing me back like that.”

  You searched his eyes and he seemed to be doing the same to you. Your heart pounded in your ears and you knew, right now, was the chance to finally just take the plunge.

  “Oh fuck it,” you panted and crashed your lips back to his.

  One arm stayed solid around your waist, as he kissed you back, the other coming up to your cheek, brushing hair away. He kissed you deeper, pulling you so close that you were as connected as you could be with clothes on.

  “Where’s Ginger?” He panted as he pulled away, backing you up toward the bed.

  “Not here,” was all you said before your lips collided again, and you melted into him.

  Jack skillfully turned you around, picking you up as he did and placing you on the bed. You opened your legs for him and he slid between them, never once letting his lips slip from yours. Everything was Jack, the sick bay slipped away, the thought of anyone coming in a distant thought. You didn’t care anymore, you needed him and you needed him now. The damn had broke and you were swept up in the flood of feelings taking over.

  “We need to be quick, unfortunately,” he kissed you again deeply. “But I promise I’m going to make it up to you, if you’ll let me.”

  He froze when your hand pushed on his chest slightly, your eyes connecting as something different danced there.

  “Jack I’ve wanted nothing more for a long time. It’s just…”

  “Champ.”

  “He’ll get over it. I’m an adult. It’s past time for him to let go.”

  He smiled then and let out a breath, before his lips were back on yours again. His hands wandered, slipping under your dress and up your thighs, making you shiver. You let out a whine against his lips, as he slipped your dress up to your midsection. He made quick work of pulling off the snowsuit he wore and freeing himself from his jeans. He pulled away panting as you laid down and he pulled you to the edge, before resting his forehead against yours. His eyes stayed connected to yours as he slipped your underwear off until you looked down, watching as he tucked them into his pocket. He smirked and you couldn’t stop one from pulling at your own lips.

  “You okay?” He spoke softly and you simply nodded your head.

  He pushed inside of you and the two of you let out your own noises of pleasure. Your eyes rolled and then fluttered shut at the feeling of him. He felt so perfect, like he was meant for you. His lips took yours again, as he started to move his hips gently but quickly.

  “You feel so damn good darlin’,” he groaned against your lips, pulling just away enough to speak.

  You couldn’t even respond. You were too overwhelmed with it all. You wrapped your arms around his neck and your fingers went to his hair. He moved quicker and just slightly harder, both of you desperate to hit your highs as quick as you could. Jack licked his two middle fingers, and snaked them between the two of you to rub your clit. You let out a loud moan, that was cut off by his lips, and you snapped. Your body shook and you grabbed at him in every way possible, like a vice. He took over every single one of your senses, driving your through your high. You heard him, almost from far away, groaning in your ear as his head slumped to your shoulder as he shuddered through his own release. Both of your bodies relaxed in unison, and you panted for only a few moments longer. You desperately wished he didn’t have to move away, that this moment didn’t have to end. Reality sucked that way. He pushed himself away reluctantly and pulled out of you, making you hissing at the loss of him. He fixed himself and then helped you, both of you still dazed and humming with the afterglow.

  “What happens now?” the fear in your voice evident.

  “I’m not real sure darlin’, but I know I want to continue this and, maybe, take you on a real date sometime. That’s, if you’ll have me. And your pops doesn’t kill me.”

  You both let out a chuckle.

  “Jack I’ve wanted this for a really long time. I’ve just, always been worried about so many way this could go wrong, but seeing you lying on that bed…I…I knew I needed to just take the jump, and hope you caught me.”

  “I’ll always catch you darlin’,” he bent, kissing your forehead gently, and you smiled beaming bright.

  “Guys we have a problem,” Ginger burst in to the room, looking between the two of you in shock, before shaking her head slightly.

  “What’s going on?”

  Jack spoke, but his voice sounded off to you, suddenly. You studied him as Ginger went into the details of the mission and the loss of Merlin. Jack asked her to get his jet ready, and you followed him to his office where he could change. Something had shifted in his demeanor and it made your stomach flip with dread. Something was wrong, you could feel it. He was slipping in to a jean jacket when you finally pushed the words out.

  “Jack,” he turned to you, eyes softening and eyebrows raising slightly. “Please come back to me. Whatever happens next, I want to figure it out with you.”

  The words came out soft, scared, as the instincts that had been honed in your time as an agent warned you of impending danger. He locked eyes with you and he seemed to wrestle with himself for far too long, before he physically wilted. Decision seemingly made he stepped forward, kissing your forehead again.

  “I promise I’ll come back to you darlin’,” you knew he meant it, could hear it in his voice, but it only made you relax slightly, intuition still telling you something was wrong.

  You stood there in his office and watched him leave, his promise ringing in your ears. All you could do, was wait.

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[bi-bard]

Mission - Gary "Eggsy" Unwin Imagine (Kingsman)

Title: Mission

Pairing: Gary "Eggsy" Unwin X Reader

Word Count: 1,058 words

Warning(s): argument

Summary: Eggsy is met with a familiar face when he begins the process of joining the Kingsman. That familiar face is ready for the pieces they so careful put in place to completely fall apart.

Author's Note: I found the first two films for free, so I spent my Sunday watching those. This was caused by those.

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It looked bad.

It looked really, really bad.

No matter how I looked at the situation. It all just looked bad.

Eggsy's clearly confused face when he saw me was going to tip off Merlin. I had been trained to handle questioning. But if it was Merlin asking about this specifically, I don't know how well I would be able to hide the truth.

But when Eggsy's face shifted, I felt my heart drop. He looked angry. Angry and confused and sad. I kept facing forward. Reacting to him in any way would tip Merlin off even more. I couldn't afford that.

I had taken a lot of pride in becoming a Kingsman.

Most people would, but mine was just a bit different. It was rare that I felt like I was good at something, but this... this I was good at. I was a damn natural at it.

And then, Eggsy had quite literally stumbled into my life.

A roadblock. An interruption.

I planned on completely forgetting him after we first met.

But we just kept meeting.

I kept a low profile in a place that was apparently close to where Eggsy and his mom were staying. We bumped into each other everywhere. The shop and the pub and just walking around. Like someone was constantly twisting our paths and making it inevitable that we had to meet.

The first time Eggsy asked me out, I refused.

I tried to play it off. Be light-hearted about the whole event. I did like him, but I had a few variables to account for. I truly believed that it was for the best.

And then, he kept asking.

He tried to do the same thing that I was. Play it cool and light-hearted. But he was persistent. Annoyingly persistent.

It was about a month before I finally agreed to join him for a drink.

The rest was history.

A very carefully hidden history, might I add.

I spent so long working my ass off to hide my work with the Kingsman from Eggsy and hide Eggsy from the Kingsman. I wasn't an idiot. I knew very well that what I was doing was dangerous and against the rules of the Kingsman. I just thought that I could handle it. I could juggle all of it without getting caught.

But Eggsy had to end up in the tunning for Lancelot's place. Of course.

And now, I was here, attempting to stare him and the other future recruits down without showing an ounce of emotion.

Needless to say, I almost sprinted away once the task was over.

"Hey!"

Well, I tried.

"Hey!" Eggsy repeated as he grabbed my arm. I yanked myself away, more out of instinct than anything else. "We need to talk."

I froze for a moment before sighing and nodding toward a room that was off to the side. Eggsy followed me.

"I can explain everything," I said.

"I'd quite like that," he replied. "Please, explain to me why you never bothered to tell me that you were a secret agent."

"I couldn't."

"After months? I didn't deserve to know after how long we've been together? How long we've known each other?"

I didn't have an explanation. I never thought that I was gonna need one. I should've been better prepared.

"What was I then?" he snapped. "I was a mission, right? Were you just getting information for Harry-"

"Will you keep your damn voice down-"

"Why," he asked. "Are you embarrassed? Or was I some secret mission? Tell me, did you get grossed out every time we kissed-"

I stepped forward and slapped my hand over his mouth, my other hand grabbing the back of his head.

"Shut up," I muttered.

He glared at me.

"Will you stop shouting if I move my hand away?"

He glared at me again for a couple of moments before finally nodding.

I pulled my hands away and held them up for a few moments as I stepped back.

"You weren't a mission," I explained. "Quite the opposite, actually. Eggsy, you were a risk."

"Well, that makes it better-"

"I could lose my position here," I stopped him. "You aren't supposed to have relationships when you're a part of this group. It's... It's high risk and secret. It's just not meant to happen. Being with you..."

"You did it despite the job, not because of it?"

I nodded. "The only thing I lied to you about was my job. Everything else... everything I felt... that was all real. Every last part of it."

He didn't speak for a moment.

I looked down, opting to play with my fingers instead of looking at him.

His shoes came into my line of sight. I looked back at him.

"Was it worth it," he asked. "Being with me, I mean. Was the risk worth it?"

I let a smile cross my lips. It felt like every memory and emotion that I had experienced with him flew to the forefront of my mind. All of them hitting me at once. Not in a bad way. Not even close.

"Every second of it," I said.

There was a pause as a smirk grew on his face.

"Every second," Eggsy repeated. "Is that right?"

"Don't get cocky about it," I muttered.

"Cocky? Me? Never."

I rolled my eyes but was still smiling.

"So... can we-"

"Not here," I stopped him as he went to lean in. He furrowed his eyebrows. "I... I really can't lose this job. It's the one thing I've been properly good at."

"Alright..."

"Survive the tasks and we'll plan from there," I promised.

"How long will that take exactly?"

"I can't tell you that... first because I'm not supposed to and second because you will hate the answer."

Eggsy seemed to deflate in front of me.

"I'm sorry... I never thought this would happen. I really have no idea what to do about any of this."

"It's alright," he shook his head, reaching out to touch my hand. "I can wait."

"You sure," I asked.

He nodded. "It'll be worth every second."

I scoffed as he spun around on his heels and started walking away.

I tilted my head back a bit and mumbled toward the ceiling, "Dear... whatever entity is out there... please don't get him killed...

"I quite like this one."

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Almost Too Late

Eggsy Unwin x plus size reader

Who knew the perfect opportunity to finally admit his feelings was when she was tied to a chair with a gun held to her head?

Request: Fluffy eggsy after saving his crush from the villain?

Warnings: this is just all fluff, guns, love confessions, kissing, swearing, kidnapping

WC: 895

A/N: Sorry I skipped the fight scene, I was too lazy haha

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Y/N looked bored. “This is bullshit.” She groaned, rolling her neck in a vain attempt to get the kinks out of it after being forced to sit in the most uncomfortable chair in the world for such a long time. 

“Will you please stop talking!” The man was clearly exasperated, his face almost purple it was so red, the vein on his big ass forehead throbbing with anger. “Then entertain me! This is so fucking boring.” She whined, shuffling against the wood she was sitting on in an attempt to ‘wake up’ her ass which had gone numb over an hour ago.

“I’m holding you hostage! This is supposed to be boring!” Y/N kicked her feet out like a pouting child as her head lolled back against the back of the seat. “I didn’t ask to be kidnapped and tied to a chair for hours on end, now did I!” The cold barrel of a gun was suddenly pressed tightly to her temple. “Shut the fuck up!”

“Now, I don’t think that’s any way to talk to a lady, mate.” Y/N sagged in relief at the sound of his voice, breathing out a deep sigh, she knew she was finally safe. “And who the fuck are you?!” She winced as he pressed the gun even tighter to her skull. Eggy’s blue eyes rolled behind his black frame glasses.

He looked casual standing in the doorway of the dilapidated house, one hand tucked neatly into his suit pants pocket, the other loosely clutching a black umbrella. He winks at her, his pale cheeks only slightly pink with a flush. “I’m her knight in shining armour ain’t I.”

——————

 His hands were soft against her cheeks as he tilted her head to the side, inspecting the tiny cut just behind her hairline from the gun. “You think I’ll live doctor?” The pine cologne he always wore surrounded her as she pulled the navy suit jacket closer to her curvy body. “Unfortunately, I think we need to amputate.” He murmured solemnly but the upturn of his lip into a boyish smirk gave him away.

“Is there any other way?” She giggled, nuzzling her cheek into his palm. Eggy’s smirk fell into an easy smile, his eyes dropping down to her lips before traveling back up to her eyes. “You scared me princess.” He knelt before her, his slim body taking up everything in her vision, preventing her from seeing the body on the floor.

“‘M sorry.” She muttered, eyes half lidded. “Not your fault.” He held her tenderly, his left hand rubbing the rope burn along her wrists. Eggsy had never been this close to her before, their previous touches being platonic ones, a handshake here, a clap on the back there, but he craved it. He needed to feel the softness of her skin, smell the products she used in her perfect hair, see the way her eyes reflected the dim light of the lone lightbulb above them.

His heart was pounding so loudly he feared Y/N could hear it. “I should’ve gotten here earlier.” Now it was her turn to cup his cheek, his 5 o’clock shadow scratching the sensitive skin of her palm. Azure eyes fluttered shut at her touch, a please sigh escaping his slightly chapped lips. “I knew you would find me, you always do.” 

He couldn’t tell her how scared he had been, how his veins had turned to ice when his mother called him to tell him that Y/N hadn’t shown up to babysit Daisy while she went to work. He’s sure Merlin would inform her later that he had to slap the young Kingsman to get him to calm down when she wouldn’t pick up her phone. 

She’s safe in his arms now, unharmed, just a little shaken. But he’s still panicking, still feels that icy grip of fear around his heart. He could have lost her today, shown up too late or not picked up his mum’s call. And all he could think about was how much he regretted not telling her how he felt before.

“Y/N?” She glanced up at him, eyebrows scrunched in confusion. “Eggsy?” “I need to say something yeah so just let me get through this and then you can slap me and tell me to fuck off, alright.” Her fingers tightened on his naked forearms. Taking in a shuddering breath, he looked deep into those eyes he loved so much.

“I love you, I’ve loved ya forever. You’re just the most incredible person I have ever met and I don’t know what I’d do without you. I was so terrified when mum said you were missing, I froze. I couldn’t think.” A strand of sandy blonde hair fell from his hairstyle. Y/N pushed it back, a shy smile stretching over her lips. 

“I love you.” He whispered, slowly leaning forward. Then, “Gallahead just feckin kiss ‘er already!” Eggsy winced at the volume of Merlin’s voice. “Shut up will ya! ‘M tryn ta be romantic here!” 

But Y/N just laughed and tugged him closer so he now knelt between her thick thighs, looking up at her with wide eyes. “I love you too Gary Unwin.” And then she kissed him, right there in the middle of an abandoned house but she didn’t care, all she wanted was him. 

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Eggsy x reader - crush at first sight

Hello! Could I request an Eggsy from Kingsman x reader with this dialogue "You come here often?" "Well, I work here. So I think I would have to say yes"?Only if you want to of course! 😄 - Anon💜

Walking down the hallways, you glanced at your watch as you picked up your pace a little bit to try and make it in time for your meeting.

You were running late as it was, and you didn’t want to be anymore late than necessary.

You turned the corner, all but crashing into somebody who was heading in the same direction and he grabbed your arms, spinning you around so you landed on him.

He let out a grunt of pain as he hit the floor, and you rolled off him, standing up as you held out your hand to him.

“I’m terribly sorry!”

The man grinned at you a little bit, and he took your hand to stand up, brushing down his suit.

He wore a cocky smirk on his face as he glanced you up and down.

“Are you lost?”

“Nope, I know exactly where I’m going.”

You offered him a smile and carried on your path, and he jogged after you, falling in line with your steps.

“What’s your name?”

“Need to know basis.”

“Okay, what if I told you mine?”

You glanced at the man next to you, you recognised him immediately, he was the recruit your uncle had brought in not long ago.

“You come here often?”

You glanced at him as you stopped outside the door you needed, and you smirked a little, looking him up and down like he had done to you.

“Well, I work here. So I think I would have to say yes.”

With that, you pushed open the door and walked inside, and he trailed behind you.

“I see you finally met Eggsy.” Merlin said.

You nodded, walking over to stand next to him.

Merlin placed his hand on your shoulder, handing you a paper file.

“This is of the upmost importance, we cannot leave any digital trace, will you read this while I get Eggsy up to date on everything?” He asked.

You looked up at him, smiling softly.

“Of course.”

You sat down, opening the file to go through everything that had been collected and put together for you.

You set the file down, picking up a few of the photos of the targets you had been given.

You could hear Merlin and Eggsy talking by the doorway, having a hushed conversation and the whole time Eggsy’s eyes were on you.

You heard the sound of somebody being smacked, and a yelp of pain.

“If you know what’s good for you Eggsy I know suggest that you stop looking at (Y/N) like that.”

“Like what?! I wasn’t looking at her any way!” Eggsy complained.

Merlin walked over, taking a seat next to you, picking up one of the photos.

“It will be a simple recon mission, you are not to engage, do you understand me?” He asked.

“Yes.”

“Look at me.”

You turned to Merlin, and he furrowed his brows a little bit.

“Promise me you will not engage the target.”

“I promise.”

He nodded his head.

“You’ll be working with Eggsy.”

Eggsy walked over, taking the file he was handed so he could go through it as well.

You spent the next hour talking about plans of action, what to do in an emergency, if you’ve been made as agents.

You covered every possible worst case scenario and finally you stood up.

“Eggsy get ready, meet me in an hour.”

“Wait, I thought we took orders from Merlin?”

“Aw how cute you’re so stupid.”

You walked across the room to grab Merlin’s laptop and walked back over with it, setting it down.

“(Y/N) outranks you by many years Eggsy.”

“Seriously? Aren’t we the same age?”

“You could call it the family business.” You shrugged.

You went to grab your travel bag, and you made your way back to the room to wait for the other agent who came through not long later.

He set his bag next to yours and stood in front of you and Merlin.

“Be safe, both of you.”

“We will.” You both said.

You turned around to check your bag over once more.

“Oh, and Eggsy?”

The man hummed a little bit.

“If you try make a move on my daughter I will know and it will end badly for you.”

“Daughter?!”

You laughed loudly, walking over to Merlin and you wrapped him in a hug.

“Love you dad, thanks for that. I’m going to put up with this now.”

“Love you too, and I know, it’s punishment for putting salt in my tea last week. Now go, before you miss your train.”

You nodded, grabbing your bag as you walked into the hallway and Eggsy was already running after you asking as many questions as he possible could

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[second-axis-point]

Here's the Whiskey fic that we’ve all been waiting for! Sorry it took so long.

Pairing: Agent Whiskey x Kingsman!Male!Reader

Warnings: A little bit of violence.

Content: Fighting, Smut, Riding

Good old Whiskey won the poll with like 60 votes. You guys seem to like him quite a bit. 😏 Anyway, this is the first time I’ve written a full fic for our favourite cowboy and I hope you guys enjoy it!

Finally Home

You were sitting in the pub alone. At least you thought you were before a few dickheads walked up behind you and saw how you were dressed. They assumed that you were some posh rich boy who was way out of his depth coming to the rough side of town. They thought that they could rob you pretty easy. Boy were they wrong.

“Oi, pretty boy.”

You heard one of the grunts say from behind you. You ignored it and took another swig of your beer. He slapped the back of your head so hard that your glasses flew off your face. You grunted and sat up slowly. You took a deep breath before picking your glasses back up off the bar. You turned in your stool to see three idiots with smug smiles on their faces.

“Can I help you?”

You asked calmly, irritating the grunts.

“Yeah, you can. Empty your pockets”

A switchblade was brandished in front of your face. You assumed that it was to intimidate you since these idiots didn’t have it in them to actually kill anyone.

“No.”

You replied. They all frowned and stepped closer. The bartender moved to shuffle into the back to call the police but you held up a hand to stop him.

“It’s alright. I’m sure we can settle this like gentlemen.”

You assured. He looked nervous but put the phone back down.

“We ain’t gonna ask you again. Empty your pockets. Now!”

You smiled at the grunts' attempt at intimidation. You slowly stood from your stool.

“And I’m not going to tell you again. No.”

You stood tall with proper posture like you were taught. You saw one of them adjust his footing to take a swing. You dodged easily and took a counter-shot at his gut, sending him to the floor immediately. The other two looked shocked before attacking at the same time. You took a step back and leaned to the side, avoiding one fist and taking the other to the side. You brushed it off and continued to taunt the lumbering idiots. One of them charged at you and you sidestepped and threw your fist right into the side of his skull, sending him sprawling to the floor as well.

Only one left standing. You grinned and put your hands behind your back, only stopping to listen to a voice in your ear.

“Stop playing with your food and go home already.”

Merlin came in through your ear piece. You chuckled, infuriating the last man standing.

“Sorry mate, looks like I gotta run.”

You move to walk out but he grabs your collar, as you expected. You let the guy rip your suit jacket off before ducking his punch and connecting your knuckles with his chin. He made a god awful grunting noise before falling straight on his back. You pick up your jacket off the floor and walk over to the bar. You finish your drink and leave extra money on the bar.

“For your trouble.”

You winked at the bartender before walking out the door. You had been instructed to take some time off for working your ass off for months on end. You booked a flight to America as soon as you got home. The flight was taking off the next morning. You shuffled around your flat to pack for your trip.

The next morning came quickly and you booked a cab to the airport. The plane trip went smoothly and you booked a taxi to the familiar address in Kentucky. You paid the driver and walked up to the door, suitcase rolling behind you. You knocked on the door and heard a familiar voice complaining from behind it.

“God damn it. Who the hell could-”

Jack’s complaining ceased after he saw you at the door.

“Hey sweetheart, you miss me?”

You asked with a grin. Jack pulled you in for a bone crushing hug.

“Hey sugar! I didn’t know you were in town. What brings you to Kentucky?”

He asked you.

“Well, I was given some time off and decided to come visit my favourite Statesman agent back in the states.”

You were pulled inside by your excited boyfriend. You set your stuff down in Jack’s room and was immediately pushed down onto the couch when you stepped out. He straddled your hips and gave you a wide smile.

“I don’t see you without a suit very often. Normal clothes suit you, darlin’.”

Jack grinned, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to your lips.

“Although I know for a fact that you look better in your birthday suit.”

Jack pulled back and looked at you with lust-filled eyes. That didn’t take very long. You put your hands on his waist and he grinded down on you. You pressed your forehead against his chest with a groan. God, you missed him. You hadn’t had time to fly over to see him in almost four months. Your grip on his waist tightened as Jack continued to grind down on your lap. He leaned in to kiss down your neck, leaving small hickeys across your collarbone. He moved his hands under your t-shirt, moving his fingers across your chest and back.

“Why don’t we take this back to my bedroom, sugar?”

He whispers in your ear. You grin and wrap your arms around his waist before standing. He wraps his legs around your hips and continues his attack on your neck as you walk back to Jack’s bedroom. You lean down to press him into the mattress. He doesn’t let go, instead he flips the two of you over so he is now crawling on top of you. You shuffled further up the bed and Jack waited for you to get comfortable before letting his hands wander under your shirt once again. You grab him and pull him close for a deep kiss. When you pull back, Jack reaches down to pull your t-shirt over your head. He undresses the both of you and grins.

“Lube is in the drawer.”

Jack said and waited for you to grab it. You grabbed it and handed it to him. You watched in awe as Jack prepared to stretch himself out.

“Wait.”

You said. You took the lube back and slicked your fingers.

“Come here.”

You grinned. Jack’s eyes glossed over as he crawled up your body. He leaned down and kissed you deeply as you pushed a finger into him. Jack groaned as you thrusted in and out. You added another finger and he moaned low in his throat. Jack started to push against your fingers so you added a third. He moaned and pulled away from the kiss, pressing his face into your neck.

“Please. I’m ready.”

Jack begged. He whined as you pulled your fingers out. Jack moved back down and put the head of your aching cock into his mouth. He swirled his tongue and bobbed his head. You tossed your head back and let him do what he wanted. Jack pulled off and lined himself up. He slowly sunk down, inch by inch, until you bottomed out. He was sat in your lap with his hands on your chest. You scooted up the bed so you were sitting up and looking right at Jack’s red face. He started to slowly roll his hips, making you both groan. You put your hands on his waist and pulled him almost all the way off of your cock. You then slammed him back down, making him moan loudly.

Jack started to bounce in your lap at a languid pace, teasing you. You felt him clench around you every so often. You got sick of it after a minute. You tightened your grip on his waist and held him still. You started to mercilessly thrust up into him, hitting his prostate almost every time. Jack let out a long string of moans. Your name was being chanted like a prayer. You thrusted harder. Jack couldn’t speak anymore. He was in absolute heaven. His sentences became incomprehensible moans. After a moment, you felt Jack tense for a moment before long ropes of cum fell from his aching and neglected cock. Jack moaned loudly and clenched around you. It didn't take you much longer to feel your release building as well.

“Inside.”

Was all Jack had to say before you pushed deep into him and came. You leaned forward and pressed Jack into the bed. He wrapped his arms and legs around you as he felt you fill him up. He gave you time to come down. He whined quietly as you pulled out, spilling a bit onto the bed. You rolled off of him and laid beside him. Jack was still breathing heavily. He turned his head to look at you and had a big satisfied grin on his face.

“Did you enjoy yourself, sugar?”

Jack asked. You chucked and nodded your head.

“I did indeed.”

Jack shuffled closer and you pressed a kiss to the sweaty scar on his temple. Jack sighed happily and closed his eyes.

“Shouldn’t we shower?”

You asked. Jack shook his head and rested a hand on your chest. You stayed quiet and closed your eyes as well. You were so glad that you were given time off.

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You marry me, your father will disown you ❤️

“So I say ‘you marry me, your father will disown you’?” Hamish recounts the story as the two of you sit across from each other, surveying the chessboard. His fingertips trail over the black knight as he ponders his next move.

“Don’t tell me…”

You trail off as he raises his eyes to look at you.

“She was aristocracy, and I was a grunt in the Marines.” He says as he shifts the chess piece onto an empty square. “What do you think happened?”

“This is where you tell me you’re secretly a Duke.” You tease, your fingers enclosing around a pawn before you move it one space ahead.

“I’m sorry to disappoint.” Hamish says settling back into his seat. “I’m just a poor lad from a council estate in Glasgow.”

It still pricks at him, you can tell, it’s a barb right under the surface of his skin. His entire life he’s been told he isn’t good enough, that he’ll never amount to anything. It has been compounded by his upbringing, a disinterested father who spent the majority of his time drinking the nights away, lashing out at his sons. A mother over encumbered, working three jobs to keep a roof over their heads and food on the table. He’s come such a long way since then but those words they stab at his gut, still make him doubt his worth.

His dark eyes focus on you as you raise from your seat, his hands come to rest on your hips as you slide into his lap, thighs straddling his hips. You cradle his face between your hands, your lips brushing over his as you whisper.

“You are far from disappointing my love.”

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[justsomerandomfanfic]

The Author And The Spy - Hamish Mycroft (Merlin) X Female Reader

Title: The Author And The Spy

Hamish Mycroft (Merlin) X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Harry (Mentioned), Eggsy (Mentioned), and Robert (Mentioned)

WC: 2,046

Warnings: Flirting?, James Bond movies mentioned, nicknames, alcohol mentioned, mini angst, and fluff

The sky was a dull gray, with matching gray clouds, like it usually was in London, England. Merlin, on one of his rare days off, was taking a walk down the slightly crowded sidewalk, with no particular destination other than to enjoy his free day away from all of the chaos that was his line of work. Merlin was actually having a good day until he felt something - or someone - bump into his chest, a small 'oof,' sounding from that someone in front of him.

Looking down, Merlin watched as you stumbled backward slightly, eyes wide in surprise; your one hand coming to cover your mouth as you looked up at the man in apologetic shock. "I am so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going!" You exclaimed, looking very embarrassed as you absentmindedly brushed the front of your red coat of any invisible debris. 

Merlin took the time to observe your features, how your hair fell perfectly over your face, your stunning eyes shining as they stared up at him, and your lips looked soft as you anxiously licked them. Merlin thought you were beautiful, gorgeous. He smiled at you softly, "No harm done," He began, his eyes then quickly looking over your body for any visible injuries, "Are you alright?" He asked, his voice laced with concern as you just shook your head.

"No, I- I'm alright, thank you. I- I know this may seem odd or weird but can I get you a drink? A coffee maybe? As an apology... I feel terrible for running into you; ruining your day and everything..." You babbled nervously, fiddling with your hands, looking anywhere except at him, whose smile slightly widened; he thought you were adorable. 

Merlin, being a spy and tech wizard genius, knew that he should always be on his guard, but you didn’t seem to be acting suspiciously, and Merlin was usually very good at reading people, so perhaps it was okay to relax a little bit… “You don’t need to worry, you did not ruin my day whatsoever,” Merlin said with a chuckle before gesturing in front of him slightly, "But I would love to take you up on that offer. Please, lead the way... Uh..." Hinting towards your name, your eyes widened in realization once more.

"Oh! My name is Y/N." You replied, before walking side-by-side with the man to a very nearby cafe. "And what may I call you? Or is ‘handsome stranger’ good enough for now?" Your teasing words made Merlin grinned a little, and you found yourself flushing at your own boldness, but before he could answer you, you had both entered the cafe. Walking up to the counter, you gave the barista a smile, "Hello! One caramel macchiato for me, please," You ordered, turning to look up at Merlin to get his, "What would you like?" You then asked, and the man looked up briefly at the menu behind the counter. 

"A plain black coffee for me, thank you," He replied, glancing around the cafe with his sharp eyes and equally sharp mind. After ordering - Merling offering to pay, but you were insistent that you’d pay since you bumped into him - Merlin followed you to a table to sit, watching as you clasped your hands together and looked at him with a slight tilt of your head. 

"So, what do you do for a living?" You asked, sort of out of the blue, but wanting to start a conversation. Merlin was a bit slow to answer, not fully knowing what he should say his job was, which you took for hesitance. "I apologize," You added, clearing your throat lightly as you looked away with a small frown, "I just thought that maybe we could get to know each other..." You explained before quickly, but quietly adding, "I- I must admit that I'm really curious about you... If you don't mind me saying." You finished, shyly looking down at your lap, glancing up at him, observing his reaction nervously.

Merlin couldn't help but be a little bit charmed by you, the way you spoke to him, the way you looked at him; you really seemed to want to learn more about him. You seemed unsure about asking any questions, but you wanted to talk. And Merlin was beginning to enjoy talking to you. "I don't mind at all." He began, pushing up the bridge of his glasses, "My job is... Complicated. To say the least. I don’t think there is much to really tell you." 

With that, your eyes lit up with curiosity, "Do you work for the government? Or maybe you're a secret agent or something? Like James Bond?" You laughed lightly at your joke, your eyes trailed over Merlin's frame, lean yet strong - but the less than casual suit he was wearing made him look important. 

Merlin just chuckled at your assumption, "Something like that." He stated simply, a look of amusement etched into his features. So close but yet so far. "What about you? What do you do, love?" 

At the small nickname, you felt your cheeks burn, and a small sheepish smile came to your face as you answered, "I'm an author... Specifically a romance and crime novelist. Reading and writing are two of my favorite passions. I just love to sit back and read a good Jane Austen book. Such an inspiration." You gushed, fidgeting with the hem of your red jacket sleeve. “What about you? Do you like to read or write in your spare time?” You asked, as Merlin nodded.

"I enjoy reading as well," Merlin agreed, nodding, "Whenever I am not working, I tend to read a novel or two. I have been recently reading ‘Hamlet’ by Shakespeare."

Your eyes sparkled at that information, and you opened your mouth to comment only to hear your name being called for your order. Offering a smile, you stood from your seat before rushing off to the counter. Merlin watched as you left, finding himself unable to stop his own smile from growing a bit on his face. You were quite attractive, not only physically, but also mentally. Even though Merlin had only known you for about twenty minutes, you seemed intelligent, friendly, kind, and rather funny - and rather curious. And though you seemed pretty shy, at certain moments you held yourself with such confidence and grace; you were, to say the least, rather intriguing.

Returning with both your drink and his, you sat back down. Sliding his drink over, you spoke, "Do you usually get a black coffee?" You asked, slowly stirring your coffee with the straw, looking up at the handsome man across from you. 

"Usually." Merlin answered, taking a sip of his said coffee, "I used to take it with milk, but nowadays I just stick to black coffee. The caffeine helps me keep focus in my field of work."

You raised an eyebrow at the term 'field of work', but decided against questioning him further, instead opting to comment on his response. "I tried black coffee once in my life." You shook your head, laughing a little, "No offense, but never again. I have to have something sweet in my coffee for me to even consider drinking it. Chocolate, sugar, milk, caramel, etcetera…'

Merlin only shook his head, "None taken, everyone has their own preference." Taking another sip, "Actually, a colleague of mine is the same. He takes milk and two sugars in both his coffee and his tea." He started, chuckling lightly.

You nodded, looking at him through your lashes, "Funny that." You then sighed, a thoughtful expression overtaking your features as you gazed at your coffee. Looking up at the man in front of you, you gave him another sheepish smile, "I'm sorry to be so bold, but have you ever just... Met someone and felt a connection with them?" You asked, raising the tip of your finger to trace over the lid of your coffee. 

Merlin thought for a moment, glancing out the window before speaking, "It's hard to say. I think... Everyone does, in some form or another." He said, shrugging a little, "But, yes, I suppose I have." He continued, glancing at you. You hummed in response, taking another sip of your coffee. Silence fell between the two of you, neither knowing what to say. But Merlin wanted to know more about you. "How long have you been a writer?"

You tilted your head slightly before speaking, "Oh, I have been a writer since I was twenty, it feels like only yesterday I finished the manuscript for my first book, ‘Leviathan.’" You joked, laughing lightly. "What about you? How long have you been at your mysterious job?" You asked, pushing your coffee to the side to rest your cheek in the palm of your hand; looking up at Merlin expectantly - curiously.

"Over twenty years at this point." He answered, and your eyes visibly widened, jaw dropping slightly.

"Over twenty years? You must be good at your job then." You said in awe. 

Merlin grinned a little, nodding, "Well, I guess you could say that." He shrugged before taking a sip of his coffee, looking towards you with interest.

Sighing, you bit your bottom lip, gazing at him, “You have got to be a secret agent or something. You definitely have the whole look. Tall, dark, and handsome. The suit, the glasses… How do you like your drinks made?” You then asked, as Merlin felt his stomach flutter slightly at your comment - though he hid it well.

Adjusting the black tie he was wearing, Merlin spoke, “May I ask why?” He asked, only for you to roll your eyes playfully.

“Shaken or stirred, obviously.”

Merlin let out a laugh, surprising himself, “You are really sticking with his spy theory, aren’t you, love?” He asked, and you nodded, unable to look away from the stunning man. 

“Of course, I’m betting all my money on it.” You answered, only for a few moments to pass before Merlin spoke up again, answering your previous question.

“Depending on the drink… Shaken.”

With a bright smile, you practically lit up but before he could say anything more, you glanced down at your watch on your wrist, only to gasp; your eyes wide. "Oh my god! I'm late!" You jumped up from your seat, looking down at Merlin with an apologetic frown, "I am so sorry to cut this short. Before I ran into you I was on my way to meet a friend for lunch." You gathered your small bag, opened it to grab a small notepad and pen, and scribbled something down quickly. Stuffing your notepad and pen back in your bag, you bit your lip briefly as you slid the slightly crinkled sheet of notepad paper over to Merlin before looking up at him. "I hope we can meet again," You gave him a small smile which slowly turned into a smirk, your eyes narrowing slightly. "It was a pleasure to finally meet you, Merlin."

At your words, Merlin's smile slipped, his eyes widening, and his blood growing cold; his shoulders grew tense. He watched as you left the cafe, not even giving him a second glance as you passed by the window and headed down the sidewalk. Merlin watched until you were out of sight, completely taken aback and off guard. After a few seconds, he blinked several times, swallowing thickly. He had never told you his name. 

How did you know his name?

Looking down at the paper, he slowly slid it closer to himself, staring down at your written words. 

'In the great words of Shakespeare, 'By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.' I see monsters everywhere, underwater - a myth they say. I've never swam in that lake before. I'll be waiting for you in a castle of stone, words are to be spoken. My friend, Robert, finds the sights breathtaking there. Yours, Y/N.'

Quickly pocketing the note, Merlin sped out of the cafe and back to the tailor shop. He needed to get to the bottom of this. What was the meaning behind your message? How did you know his name? Who were you? He needed to speak to Harry and Eggsy. Maybe they could help him.

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[muiitoloko]

hi! could you post some headcanons for harry? (or harry x reader! however u like) thank uuuu <3

→ Harry has a secret passion for ballroom dancing, and he occasionally attends dance classes under an alias, leaving his fellow Kingsmen unaware of his graceful moves.

→ He's a technology whiz and enjoys keeping up with the latest gadgets. His phone is loaded with various spy-themed apps, and he prides himself on being a cybersecurity aficionado.

→ Harry has an impeccable taste in suits but secretly dreams of rocking a flamboyant, sequined outfit at a glamorous Kingsman party – a side he never reveals to his colleagues.

→ He has a collection of customized umbrellas, each equipped with a unique gadget, just in case he needs to deal with unexpected situations in style.

→ He's a master at poker and often hosts secret poker nights with fellow Kingsman agents, where he may or may not let them win on purpose.

→ Harry's favorite guilty pleasure snack is a classic peanut butter and jelly sandwich, which he enjoys in private to maintain his image.

→ Another of Harry's guilty pleasure? Binge-watching cheesy rom-coms. Eggsy and Merlin stumble upon this secret one night and decide to join him. Movie night turns into a hilarious marathon of lovey-dovey flicks.

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