Could I pretty please request #17 with Eggsy!! You’re writing is amazing and you definitely deserve all the love you get!
.⋆。Let’s Pretend It’s Sunday。⋆.
Eggsy Unwin x plus size reader
Eggsy finally has a day off from saving the world and all he wants to do is stay in bed with you
Warnings: implied smut, some nudity, domestic fluff
WC: 568
Minors DNI
3000 Follower Celebration
Cool morning light streamed into the bedroom, illuminating the lone figure in the bed. His dark eyebrows ruched as the light fell over his face, waking him from the first good night's sleep he’s had in a long time.
He rolled onto his toned stomach to bury his face in the fancy pillows that he bought on a whim and stretched out his arm to pull his personal heater closer to him. But instead, his hand met a pile of rumpled and cold sheets.
With a groan of frustration, Eggsy forced his blue eyes open only to be met with an empty bed and an alarm cloak reading a time too early for him to be awake. Just then the en-suite door opened, and you stepped into the bedroom half-dressed.
You didn’t notice your now awake boyfriend as you quietly walked into the room, fixing one of your earrings as you did. But Eggsy certainly appreciated the sight of your gorgeously curved body clad only in a tight black pencil skirt, dark stockings, and your favourite bra which cupped your tits perfectly.
“Well isn’t this a brilliant morning?” You jumped at the sound of his voice, letting out a cute yelp as you clutched your chest.
“Jesus, don’t do that.” You scolded but with no real heat behind your words. Eggsy smirked and let his gaze slowly run over the length of your body before meeting your eyes. “And stop that, I have to go to work.”
He groaned pathetically and slumped back onto the pillows. “Oh come on, this is my first day off in months and I want to spend it in you.” You raised an eyebrow at him as you pulled your blouse on.
“Don’t you mean with me?”
“Nope I definitely mean in you.” The room is silent for a moment save for the rustling of clothes as you finish getting dressed before you speak again, killing your boyfriend’s dreams.
“Get your mind out of the gutter, I have to go to work.” But instead of complying, Eggsy slipped from the bed, letting the sheets fall away from his toned body.
“C’mon love, just call in. We can pretend it’s like the Sundays we used to have when we first got together. I order some food, we watch those shit tv shows you like and then I can fuck your brains out.” He cupped your full cheek and held your wide hip with his other hand. “Just say yes love.” His lips first met your cheek in a delicate kiss, then travelled across your face to the tip of your nose before he picked down to your neck and jaw.
Unable to fight his affections, you melted in his hold, your eyes fluttering shut as he continued to lather your skin with kisses. But then you seemed to suddenly come back to yourself and pulled away. “You know I can’t.” You pouted.
Yet Eggsy wouldn’t give up. With a quick move, you were thrown onto the bed and swiftly pinned there by your boyfriend. “Sorry love, but you aren’t leaving this bed, not until I say so. And you know I’m not above tying you down.”
You grinned. “Alright Unwin, you have 10 minutes to convince me to stay.” Your skirt was suddenly bunched at your waist and your stockings ripped as Eggsy nestled his shoulders between your plump thighs.
“I only need five.”
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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
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Can you please write a steamy make out scene with Eggsy Unwin x fem!reader? Tysmm
Summary: Eggsy comes back early from a mission and neither of them are wasting any time together.
Word count: 1.0k
Warnings: Kissing, making out, mention of nakedness? steamy but not smut, suggestiveness.
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My eyes struggle to focus on the TV screen in front of me, some movie playing but I couldn’t tell you which, I stopped watching a while ago, just thinking about when Eggsy is gonna come home. He’s been gone a few weeks now on some sort of mission that neither of us know when it’s gonna end, could be tomorrow or it could be another week.
I nearly drift off to sleep, my head perfectly resting against the pillow of the sofa as I watch the characters on the screen as they run around before the doorbell rings.
Sighing, I pull myself up off the sofa, wondering who it could be at this time, it’s not like I ordered any food or a package. I drag myself through the house, before placing my hand on the handle of the door, opening it, tiredly rubbing my eyes.
“Hello?” I ask tiredly, looking at the person at the door and seeing Eggsy standing there with a smile.
“Hey, darlin’.” He smiles brightly.
“Eggsy, you’re back!” I say, all signs of tiredness leaving my eyes as I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him down to my level and into a hug.
“I didn’t wake you, did I?” He asks, wrapping his arms around my waist and lifting me up and placing a kiss to my cheek.
“No, I was just watching a movie.” I dismiss with an excited smile.
“What movie were you watching?” He asks and I roll my eyes.
“It doesn’t matter! You’re here now, I can’t believe you’re back.” I say quickly. “You should’ve told me, I would’ve dressed up or made dinner or something.” I smile, pressing my lips against his, pulling him closer to me and I can feel him smiling against my lips.
“You don’t need to dress up for me, love.” He reassures after pulling away with a grin. “I love you no matter what you wear, I especially love these PJs.” He says, smirking as he thumbs the fabric of my pajama shorts.
“Well, you don’t look too bad in a suit either.” I smile playfully, my hands pressed resting on his chest, playing with the lapel of his suit.
He leans down, placing his lips just in front of my ear. “You know, I think we’d both look better without them.” He whispers and I can hear the smirk in his voice.
“You sure? You look really good in a suit.” I tease.
“Oh I’m sure, darlin’.” He says with a smug grin before leaning back down, towards me, pressing his lips against mine, this time his hands are on my waist as my arms snake around his neck, both trying to pull the other impossibly closer.
After a few seconds, he nips at my lips but as my eyes flutter open I remember his glasses and pull back with a small smile.
Slowly, I reach up and carefully take off his spy glasses as he looks at me with an amused yet confused expression as I chuckle.
“I don’t want your little spy friends watching us.” I chuckle as I place them on the counter.
“I think I turned ‘em off.” He says and picks them up to check, putting them back on again for a moment. “Merlin?” He asks, looking off to the side.
“Aye, still here mate.” He says through the glasses, I can only hear because I’m so close.
“I’m switching off.” He says, pressing a button on his glasses.
“Enjoy yourself, lad.” I hear him chuckle through the glasses before they switch off.
“You should be more careful or next time we’ll have spectators.” I chuckle.
“Would that be so bad?” He grins, a playful glint in his eyes so I hit him gently as a joke.
“Yes.” I say like it’s obvious and he just laughs. “Now hurry up and kiss me.” I smile, looking up at him.
“Whatever m’lady wants, m’lady gets.” He jokes with a charming smile before leaning in and kissing me again, the warmth of his lips a welcomed feeling as they push against mine in a delightful harmony.
His hands find their place on the small of my back, pulling me closer with soft but dedicated movements. My hands move to the base of his head fiddling with the strands of his hair, teasing the gel out, revealing the small curls. Threading my finger through his hair, I tug gently on the brown strands, pulling him closer, forcing his lips against mine.
His tongue swipes against my bottom lip as he pushes me backwards against the wall of the hallway. The impact causes me to gasp, allowing his tongue to slip past my lips and mingle with my own.
His hands move to my hips and I wouldn’t be surprised if his grip leaves marks I’ll find tomorrow.
He hums against my lips before pulling away breathless, needing to catch his breath and I’m in no better state.
His cheeks are dusted pink despite his confident demeanor, strands of hair falling in front of his face, covering his eyes as he reaches out to fiddle with my top, his fingers quickly trying to undo the buttons.
“Let’s get this off.” He smirks, undoing the buttons, quickly pulling open my shirt, leaving it resting on my shoulder, covering only my back as his eyes trace over my chest. “You’re such a pretty little thing, ain’t ya?” He asks with a prominent smirk, his eyes raking over my body despite it not being the first time he’s seen me naked.
Feeling my cheeks heat up at the attention and staring I quickly move my hands to his suit, gripping onto it and pulling it off his shoulder and throwing it onto the floor.
“Thought this was a little unfair.” I mumble, undoing the buttons of his shirt hastily and he certainly doesn’t complain.
“I agree, the less clothes the better.” He grins as I pull open his shirt, pressing my lips against his feverishly, my hands explore the lines of his torso, along his chest as I trace over his body.
“So handsome.” I mumble between breaths.
Pressing his lips against mine, I feel his hands run down the sides of my chest, thumb rubbing small circles on the soft skin.
“God, I missed you.” He whispers against my lips.
“Missed you too. Missed this.” I mumble, wanting to be close to him as long as possible.
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AN: I've got a lot of requests at the moment so if you've requested something and I haven't written it yet I just haven't gotten to it. It's been a busy couple of weeks so just bear with me :)
I hope you enjoyed reading!
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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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𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖞 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖐𝖘
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: harry hart
𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: just a list of harry hart's kinks <3 he's such a dilf and a sweetheart, ugh! love him
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: smut !!
𝐀/𝐍: minors dont interact!
ROLEPLAY
Can you imagine Professor Hart lecturing you? Yummy. Harry is a talented man with a vast experience of going undercover on missions and it would certainly add realistic aspects to your fun time together.
As previously stated, one of his favorite fantasies is professor and student, although he also shows interest in playing detective and suspect. Try to imagine this man in an interrogation scene — we all know he would put great effort in getting information out of you, no matter how.
SEMI PUBLIC SEX
This man happens to be on missions ninety percent of his time. His life is being a Kingsman after all. That being said, his libido might achieve its peak during important missions and Harry wouldn't mind satisfying both your needs in a fancy bathroom, let's say.
Sometimes, if you were feeling quite lonely in the back of his car and there was still some time left until you both arrived at your destination, as a gentleman, Harry would let you ride him for as long as you wanted. I must add, though, his risks are always very calculated so he would only indulge in fucking you if he deemed it safe. Exposition is a limit he would not cross.
SAPIOPHILE
Okay, not exactly a kink, but listen. Harry is a man of manners and it is an important aspect of his life. He is also insightful and intelligent. One of the aspects he admires in a partner is being able to keep up with him. Talking about challenging topics during breakfast? He loves how smart you sound. He would also point out some details you might've not said.
Soon, it would become a battle of smarts. The provocative tone in your voice would make his blood go south in a minute. You would be fighting for the upper hand of the discussion and when he gives you a brilliant response, you would be left speechless.
Your wounded ego, despite not mean, would get back at him in a childish manner. That's not fair, Harry! You know I'm right, you're just… Better at words! Indeed, you could place the blame at anything or anyone, but the truth is that you were too naïve to know his real intentions.
Harry was excellent at testing your limits and you would take the bait anytime. He loved hearing you argue and defend your values, it also excited him, how fierce you were when it came to that.
In a moment, he would have you against a wall, his cock hard as rock pressed against your thigh while your hand tugged at his hair. From time to time, he enjoyed a good fuck, the rough ones in particular.
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I rewatched Kingsman because it’s a DILF movie and y’all can’t change my mind.Colin Firth and Mark Strong had zero reasons to be that attractive.This has been in sitting in my drafts for a long while and I hope y’all enjoy this!
You’re the newest addition to Kingsman who joined a year or two ago so you know the other agents well but the ones you got along the most were Agent Galahad and Merlin.
You work well with the both of them and gone with them for numerous missions(separately).
It wasn’t hard to crush on the both of them considering how wonderful the both of them are with the bonus of how easy on the eyes they were(looking respectfully,of course).
With it being a serious workplace environment and the both of them probably seeing you nothing more than as a co-worker or newbie,you knew nothing more would come out of it and was content with the way things were.
So when Arthur needed all three of you to go on a mission together,it was a bit of a shocker.
You know that Galahad and Merlin worked together for years and are the best at what they do.So with you still being relatively new,this mission made you nervous and it doesn’t help you admire the both of them immensely.
You guys would be undercover at a gala at some rich asshole���s mansion and would need to find some important documents.
The mission required you to be in close proximity to each other due to whatever reasons.Sounds difficult when you don’t want to be suspicious,right?
The solution?You will go undercover as a sugar baby and the other two as your sugar daddies.
Since they’re both gentlemen,they would discuss if you’re okay with doing what’s needed to convince people of your roles.
The amount of endearing nicknames they would call you and the amount of touching just honestly makes me blush.
(Not me imaging having to sit on one of their laps as they’re whispering in your ear the plan and the other leaning down to kiss your neck to be able inconspicuously listen and breathlessly whispering back down your neck. . .I’m not fine)
BONUS
You guys are about to get caught in a room that you guys definitely shouldn’t be in.What makes people more uncomfortable than to see public display of physical affection especially when it seems a bit too physical.
Good thing Merlin and Galahad are really good actors.At least,you think they were acting,right?
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GARY "Eggsy" UNWIN FIC RECOMMENDATIONS !
follow everyone of the authors and give them all the love for each and everyone of these fics because they’re AMAZING! also like and give the author as much support as you can.
also ive just watched the first movie and it was amazing and ill probably be watching the others as well!
fights ➵ @bi-bard
summary ➵ when someone spends their childhood learning how to kill people, they don't commonly realize how much they miss out on.
i’ll take care of you ➵ @1-imaginary-girl
summary ➵ you’re driving home from work one night when you accidentally hit someone with your car. when you insist on helping them, you have no idea just who you’re getting involved with.
darlin’ i’m comin’ home ➵ @shieldedreams
summary ➵ after a tough mission, all eggsy wants is to wrap his arms around you and call it a night... though, he should wash off the blood first.
you needed me ➵ @shieldedreams
summary ➵ normally you’d let it slide when eggsy misses out on a date–given it’s his job–but on the day you needed him most and showing up late for your anniversary, it’s not so easy this time around.
you’re late again ➵ @unabashedlyawhore
summary ➵ eggsy is late for date night after being on a mission. you two argue and he raises his voice at you and you start crying and it leads to sorry/ makeup sex.
the spy who loved me ➵ @bluesfortheredj
summary ➵ eggsy and you reunite as he shows you around his new house
romance and espionage ➵ @yelenasdog
summary ➵ who knew names could be such a touchy subject?
surprise ➵ @hauntedflamingo
summary ➵ as a secret agent, you thought Eggsy would be well equipped to handle anything. you never meant for this to be that big of a surprise.
not a damn damsel ➵ @storiesforallfandoms
summary ➵ not all kidnapped princesses are damsels in distress, and eggsy comes to learn this the hard way
new years kiss ➵ @the-dendrophile-bookworm
summary ➵ you go out to a new years party with a guy who ditches you. luckily a charming guy comes to the rescue
take your daughter to work day ➵ @unabashedlyawhore
summary ➵ Its Eggsy's turn to take your daughter to work this year! and after Eggsy and your daughter get home you and Eggsy finally get to spend some time together!
just drinking buddies ➵ @the-dendrophile-bookworm
summary ➵ break ups are always messy but make ups are always the best.
a different background ➵ @ijustwant2write
summary ➵ ‘Hi! I really like your writing it’s incredible ❤❤ can you please write an Eggsy x reader where the reader is a very serious agent and she’s been part of the kingsman before Eggsy and he really likes her and try to grab her attention in many ways and most of them fail leaving him embarrassed while Charlie and the others make fun of him but when he refuses to shoot JB that’s when he caught her attention (it takes place during the first film)? I’ll love you forever if you did it! ❤❤’
time to meet the in laws ➵ @ijustwant2write
summary ➵ Eggsy unwin x reader where they’re dating and she meets his mother and he tells her that he wants to meet his parents and when he does they ask him personal questions and ask which university he went to and when they know he didn’t go to any they say that they don’t approve because the reader is from a very rich/important family in London but she talks with them alone about how much she loves him and how he would do anything for her and they change their mind?
dangerous woman ➵ @ijustwant2write
summary ➵ Can you please do an imagine with Eggsy where he is madly in love with the reader but she won’t let him because she’s afraid of getting hurt. One day he decided to confront her about it while she’s in the library reasearching.
team work ➵ @ijustwant2write
summary ➵ Hey! Could I request an imagine where reader and Eggsy (Kingsman) break up and they're sad and stuff, so the rest of the agents try to get them back together,please?
simply best friends? ➵ @mcsstydia
summary ➵ being in love with your best friend sucks, especially when he knew it and didn’t want to take things forward.
wild one ➵ @ardentmuse
summary ➵ You are a Statesman agent brought in to assist the Kingsman, but Eggsy would much rather seduce you. If only you’d succumb to his advances.
the alley ➵ @multifandomfanfic
summary ➵ After a night of drinking, some feelings emerge between Eggsy and Y/N. It gets pretty hot and heavy.
safe ➵ @dangerouslcve
summary ➵ Eggsy where he’s like injured and the reader has to take care of him.
when im done with you ➵ @dreamingoftaron
summary ➵ Eggsy punishes you after interrupting him during a business call.
the challenge ➵ @xsyntheticsensation
summary ➵ Agents Galahad and Gawain engage in a challenge.
humor me ➵ @avengersandlovers
summary ➵ eggsy returns home from a mission where things get steamier than he would have expected.
years later ➵ @imagineaworlds
summary ➵ you’ve been getting a LOT of Billy and Steve so how about an Eggsy? one where you’re also an agent and he thinks you died but you show up after almost a year then end up having really emotional smut
sweet love ➵ @captainmarvels
summary ➵ Eggsy knows he can only run so far from love, because his heart belongs to only one person - you.
aim to please ➵ @avengersandlovers
summary ➵ you and eggsy used to be as thick as thieves until one day something major happened and years late the both of you reunite.
you’re jealous ➵ @flippingeggsy
summary ➵ I would love to see some Eggsy smut if you don’t mind! Maybe on where he gets jealous watching the reader flirting with someone as part of a mission.
put some socks on ➵ @favficarchives
summary ➵ You’re a member of the Cupler Ring and you’re working with Galahad on a mutual assignment. Overbooked hotels lead to everyone’s favorite scenario: bed sharing.
obviously ➵ @avengersandlovers
summary ➵ who knew that spies could be so obvious about there feelings.
truth ➵ @avengersandlovers
summary ➵ you know that eggsy is hiding something especially when he comes home in cuts and bruises. but it turns out you have a special method to get him to spill his guts.
merlot ➵ @therealkillerqueen
summary ➵ having feelings for eggsy is kinda hard when he can be one of the cockiest people.
home ➵ @bluesfortheredj
summary ➵ Eggsy x reader. Eggsy comes home from a long mission to find his wife/girlfriend. (You can chose a which, I don’t mind). He finds her asleep at her desk. Even though Arthur told her to go home.
swimming ➵ @bluesfortheredj
summary ➵ I have this idea. Eggsy x Reader in a lake or swimming pool. (Shortly after eggsy did a troubling mission having to do w water,& reader feared she almost lost him) Reader jumps into water with him , maybe as he's in the middle coming out , A warm reuniting moment between the two, then Teasing and flirting laughter, Leads to heatedness(in the water or after they've gotten out??) . Smut it up if possible aha
misunderstanding ➵ @danniejgrayson
summary ➵ things have consequences when eggsy doesn’t tell y/n about his true job.
cocky bastard ➵ @danniejgrayson
summary ➵ while in a meeting for their next mission eggsy distracts y/n which leads her to doing something she never wanted to do in the first place.
a bit vodka don’t hurt nobody ➵ @shieldedreams
summary ➵ in which you’re agent tequila’s sister, agent v... who eggsy’s smitten by the first encounter after being shot at with a tranquilizer.
cheeky bastards ➵ @favficarchives
summary ➵ You’re an auxiliary Kingsman agent stationed in the US, and you’re an all-around professional. Eggsy, on the other, isn’t...
meeting eggsy unwin ➵ @itsanerdlife
summary ➵ meeting eggsy unwin for the first would go like this.
distracted ➵ @itsanerdlife
summary ➵ You’re hopelessly distracted when Eggsy is anywhere near you. Your mind slips down the rabbit hole, leaving you watching Eggsy like a horny teen. Eggsy’s taken notice to your distracted state when he’s around, leaving you fumbling for a response.
drunk love ➵ @make-me-imagine
summary ➵ Hello! I'm so excited your requests are open, your imagines are some of my favs 😄 I'd love to request a Pre Kingsman Eggsy x reader with R being drunk and showing up at Eggsy's, he takes care of her and tells her how cute she is? Maybe she confesses that she's in love with him. If it's not too much trouble! ❤
you’re my best friend ➵ @claraswritings
summary ➵ Been having this rattle around in my head for ages...Its set during the first film and yes, the title and some parts are inspired by You Are In Love by Taylor Swift.
you are the only one I want ➵ @yelenas-lova
summary ➵ Eggsy comes home from a rough mission feeling like he is not good enough for his girlfriend.
hopeless ➵ @ikaris-whore
summary ➵ Okay so I have this headcanon for eggsy where he would leave little things to remind you of him, his love for you when he leaves on missions. It is totally self indulgent but I am posting it in hopes that some of you enjoy it too.
change ➵ @dashesofink
summary ➵ “Could I please request a fluffy Eggsy scenario that involves a backhug from him? I'm in need of some snuggling and cuddling with him uwu”
don’t cry ➵ @imagine-richards
summary ➵ you and eggsy aren’t just friends and he knows it.
safe ➵ @writingsofspn
summary ➵ Eggsy takes in the rare moments of peace after coming home from a mission.
old friend ➵ @pinballwvzard
summary ➵ fake dating au, you and eggsy are best friends and the only way you can get him into your sister’s wedding is by pretending you’ve (finally) started dating. [x reader, she/her pronouns]
get well soon ➵ @pinballwvzard
summary ➵ after a work related break in, you end up in hospital. [x reader, they/them pronouns]
pretending ➵ @brrahbrrahcharacterimagines
summary ➵ you and eggsy have to go undercover as a couple and it’s more comfortable than you’d expect it to be.
blanket ➵ @fightmewiatch
summary ➵ Wrapping a blanket around them when they are sitting on the couch and watching a show.
ON AO3
these are all the fics that ive found on the website ‘archive of our own’. also don’t worry ill be putting in the authors handle in on here to.
also go and show your love for these fics as well for the authors who have beautifully written these.
the tech man’s assistant ➵ pendragonfics
summary ➵ In comes the next batch of potential Kingsman agents training for the position of Lancelot. One of them in particular has an interest in the Reader.
insufferable ➵ dickgrayson80sremixmp3
summary ➵ No, he definitely doesn’t like you like that, does he? Is he some kind of masochist? Does he actually enjoy the way you make his normally quick-witted self seem dull and slow in comparison? No. He doesn’t. He finds you insufferably annoying and that’s that
manners maketh man ➵ adapttothis
summary ➵ Your nights at the bar bordered on boring, until a posh and proper gentleman became a regular. His name is Eggsy, and you both converse on the regular. But one night, when a few tipsy men decide that it’s their right to touch you inappropriately, Eggsy shows them what being a gentleman means.
happy birthday daddy ➵ MissPygmyPie
summary ➵ Can I request a Eggsy x reader? They’re married and she’s sick but turns out to be pregnant?
a lot of things ➵ shepfiles
summary ➵ Eggsy is a lot of things. Unfortunately being your boyfriend isn't one of them... but things change, don't they?
a little warning next time ➵ shepfiles
summary ➵ having your boyfriend come home covered in blood with a bag of guns is enough to rattle anyone's evening...
lose a heart ➵ Dendrophile_Bookworm
summary ➵ So I was wondering if u could write an angsty fic for Eggsy urwin with the prompt “I mean, yeah, I didn’t need my heart anyway. Who cares if it breaks?”
me too ➵ shepfiles
summary ➵ "Omg could you do an eggsy unwin x reader with the prompt “i had to carry you to bed last night, you were exhausted.” from the domestic list. Thanks you so much if you do, I love your writing!"
distraction ➵ justthehiddles
summary ➵ when Eggsy cancels plans with you once again, you decide to head out with your best friend. You never expected to run into Eggsy dancing with another woman
for my health ➵ itsab
summary ➵ The reader has a minor incident, and Eggsy is a protective boyfriend.
darling ➵ DeepDisiresLonging
summary ➵ Eggsy and the Reader are undercover as a couple, and they know the room is bugged. The reader suggests that they engage in certain activities to make the relationship “sound real.”
just like I was ➵ kingsmanstories
summary ➵ Eggsy is on the lookout for a person to fill a deceased agent's position, and he ends up finding someone just like he was before he joined Kingsman.
mission report ➵ Writings_of_a_Hufflepuff
summary ➵ Eggsy comes back home after a 3 week long mission.
it’s not what i feel it’s what i didn’t show ➵ sentimental_boy
summary ➵ You and Eggsy have been together for a while and you're always receptive to his touches, but it takes a little work to bring you out of your shell.
dad? ➵ TerribleCreations
summary ➵ You and Eggsy have been dating for a long time, but he still hasn't met your parents. But that changes when you're invited to your cousin's for brunch
craft ➵ badvibrations
summary ➵ eggsy is smug and overconfident. He flirts too much, and doesn't know when to quit. But he certainly is convincing.
language barriers ➵ adapttothis
summary ➵ you are the resident translator at Kingsman, and are tasked with assignments like interrogating criminals from other countries. You are one of the best translators in the country, but when you are around a certain Kingsman agent, you tend to mess up a little. He certainly doesn’t seem to mind, though.
turn-u-out ➵ badvibrations
summary ➵ While on a mission with Eggsy, things take a sudden turn.
competitive ➵ PepperTheSassySpy
summary ➵ Reader and Eggsy have feelings for each other, but instead of talking to each other they channel it into an ongoing competition between each other. It's all well and good until reader acidentally goes too far and makes Eggsy jealous. Will they patch things up or did their competitive nature get the best of them?
goodbye stranger ➵ MissPygmyPie
summary ➵ Eggsy meets a stranger, a girl, one night. They instantly connect, given the fact that they both feel depressed and are drunk. He tries to find her again because he can't stop thinking about her, but will he succeed?
dog course adventure ➵ MissPygmyPie
summary ➵ Eggsy takes reader to meet his family for the first time. JB decides to chase reader around his doggie fun course in the backyard. Obviously, Michelle and Eggsy witness everything.
rules are made to be broken ➵ shepfiles
summary ➵ You have rules... very specific rules. But where's the fun in following them?
good girl ➵ shepfiles
summary ➵ An eggsy imagine where eggsy goes to the readers house after they both completed a mission and he sees her wearing her short pjs and he couldnt resist her and smut smut smut lots of smut
between two lovers ➵ shepfiles
summary ➵ Can you write a smut where the reader is dating anther agent (let’s just pretend like Charlie is an agent) and when they go to a ball Charlie doesn’t pay attention to the reader and eggsy notices that and he takes her to his room.
the more you know ➵ shepfiles
summary ➵ Based off of a tumblr prompt of married Eggsy x Reader!
I want to be there for you even though you don’t need me to ➵ sentimental_boy
summary ➵ You're training when another agent discovers your hearing aid and rips it out of your ear. Eggsy had no idea you had a hearing impairment, despite knowing you for years, but jumps to your defense anyway.
burnin’ for you ➵ badvibrations
summary ➵ The heatwave hits. You and Eggsy have to find ways to occupy yourselves.
daughter of Kingsman ➵ PepperTheSassySpy
summary ➵ One rainy night changes Harry's life forever when he finds a baby on Kingsman's doorstep and makes the decision to raise her. As she grows, she dreams of being a Kingsman, following in her adoptive father's footsteps. She doesn't realize she wanted anything more until she meets Harry's other protégé.
toast ➵ Like_an_arrow
summary ➵ Eggsy has returned from another long mission and he's happy to be home. He fancies some toast, and he fancies some fun.
call it what you want ➵ phoenixjean
summary ➵ “Gotta say, ‘m glad to see you’re still here, love.” Distracted as you are, Eggsy’s voice makes you jump, almost dropping your mug as you turn to look at him. His voice is low and rough with sleep and his complete lack of a shirt makes it hard for you to come up with an answer quickly.
safe ➵ witchymarvelspacecase
summary ➵ Eggsy was your neighbor growing up. You ran together as kids, and as teens. He was your protector. And when he left, things went down
lost battle ➵ WritingWithADinosaur
summary ➵ A bad mental breakdown leads you to lean into your addictions again, causing the downward spiral to continue. A oneshot that shows that support can mean the world to someone who has to focus on individual battles that add up in a massive internal war.
jokes on you ➵ shepfiles
summary ➵ Based off a tumblr prompt "Looks like we'll be trapped for awhile..."
only you ➵ shepfiles
summary ➵ Tumblr prompt! "I'm in love... shit"
under pressure ➵ shepfiles
summary ➵ You and Eggsy are in Kentucky, and you had a few too many drinks...
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Kintober day 4
Eggsy Unwin + size difference
I was imagining reader with a pyramid head height and build the entire time when writing this. Idk what the reader is in this, but he isn’t fully human.
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Eggsy cursed under his breath as he ducked around yet another corner, bullets flying past where he had just stood. He could hear Merlin in his ear as he watched through the glasses on Eggsys face, telling the younger man which way to go to get to safety.
The mission had been a bust. Eggsy had simply needed to break into a secret lab, collect some information, and get out. But to his luck, he had been caught. He had shoved the USB stick with the information into one of his inner pockets, leaving his hands free to use his gun as needed. Another bullet whizzed past, hitting the very edge of his glasses, and sending them careening off his face, smashing as they met the floor.
Eggsy cursed out loud this time as his one connection to Merlin was gone, and he was on his own. He turned down another hallway, this one seeming less cared for as it was made mainly of cement and metal doors with no windows. The kingsman sped down the hallway, his shoes tapping against the hard floor under him. When he heard the yells of the enemy getting closer, he looked around for an out but all he could see were the doors.
Biting his lip, he shoved one of the doors open and silently shut it after him, his ear pressed to the metal as he heard the sound of the soldiers running by. Eggsy kept still, giving it some time before he would make his way out, in the meantime he turned around, taking in the room he was in.
Right behind him stood the large form of a man, so tall Eggsy had to bend his neck enough to ache to see his face. The scars littering his body, and the medical gown told the spy that he most likely wasn’t here willingly. Eggsy had almost calmed down before the man came at him with a speed a normal human couldn’t reach, but instead of attacking he shoved the brit up against the cold metal of the door.
At any other time Eggsy would be reaching for whatever weapon he had on him and fight his way out, but he froze up at the heavy weight that was pressed against his stomach. He gulped, glancing up at the large man that had him pinned up against the door. His pupils were large, not just from arousal but from what Eggsy could only assume was drugs. Flicking his eyes downwards where they were pressed up against each other, he almost felt his jaw drop to the floor as he saw the size of the man through the flimsy robes.
His chin was lifted, with a care that didn’t seem to match the mans gnarled appearance. Eggsys eyes widened when their lips pressed together, the fingers holding his chin squeezing just enough at his jaw to make his mouth open. The other man’s tongue was cold as it rubbed against Eggsys own, a shiver running down the kingsmans spine like freezing water.
Eggsy fumbled with his hands, lost as where to place them, before he rose to the tips of his feet and wrapped them around the neck of the man. (Y/N) grunted softly as Eggsy tightened his grip, the larger man reaching a hand down and picking the kingsman up with ease. The spy moaned softly as he wrapped his legs around (Y/N)s hips, grinding his hips down to rub his own hardening length against (Y/N)s own.
After what felt like hours of their tongues rolling against one another, Eggsy found himself laid down on a metal table. (Y/N) grabbed onto his clothes and pulled, the well-placed stiches tearing under his strength like one would tear through a napkin. Eggsy whined softly as (Y/N) ripped off the paper gown, revealing the type of body Eggsy could only have ever dreamed off in the past.
The brit couldn’t help but gulp at the mere size of the man, subconsciously clenching his thighs together at the idea of that being inside of him. (Y/N) just huffed a noise that could be seen as laughter as he stepped closer, stepping over the piles of ripped fabric and paper that had once been their clothes. Eggsy gulped as (Y/N) grabbed his thighs, pressing them together instead of spreading them like the spy had assumed he would.
Eggsy grabbed onto the edges of the table as he felt (Y/N) press his cock between his thighs, moaning out loud as he saw and felt the length press against his own where it rested against his stomach. Eggsy cursed, clenching his thighs as arousal poured throughout him. The pants from (Y/N) made it obvious the other man was just as into it as Eggsy himself, the brit biting his lip as he wiggled his hips, jostling the position enough to make (Y/N) groan softly.
His mouth felt open as (Y/N) began to thrust his hips, slowly pulling back and pressing forwards again, rubbing their cocks together in a wet and sticky display. Eggsy couldn’t keep his noises quiet as he reached up, grabbing at (Y/N)s hands where they were still holding his thighs together, trying to force his hips backwards to make the large man move faster.
Seeming to understand what Eggsy was trying to do, (Y/N) tightened his grip and started moving faster, their lengths grinding harder up against one another as precum dribbled onto Eggsys stomach. The spy reached down to try and wrap his hand around both of their lengths, but he soon realized he needed to use both hands to get anywhere near wrapping his hands around both of them.
The kingsman moaned as he felt the building feeling inside him, his eyelids fluttering as it grew closer and closer. He started moving his hands quicker around the two of them, and grinned to himself as he felt (Y/N)s hips stutter in an obvious sign that he was growing closer.
(Y/N) was the first to cum, thick robes of white painting Eggsys torso, a splash even hitting his chin. Eggsy moaned as the white painted him, moving his hands quicker as he reached his completion, his own white joining what (Y/N) had shot all over him. When (Y/N) finally let go of his thighs, Eggsy wrapped his legs around the man’s waist and pulled him closer, reaching up to pull him down so he could press his lips against his again.
Eggsy knew that Merlin was most likely trying to find him, and that enemy were still outside and searching for him. But as he kissed the surprisingly gentle man, he threw those thoughts away for later. He would deal with Merlin and Harry scolding him when he was finished up here, and hopefully he could bring his new friend with him back to the Kingsmen.
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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.
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Can I please request being the daughter of Harry Hart and being a Kingsman agent but having the opposite everything from him? Like he is quite serious, maybe reader is silly/goofy (but ofc serious when it comes to her job) in kingsman it looked like he had kind of light, short hair? Maybe reader has long black curly hair ect ect
Harry Hart x Opposite!Reader Headcanons
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Despite living quite differently to the majority of people, he is quite good at keeping an open mind. Because of this, if you live quite differently than he does, or have a lot of hobbies or interests he hasn't tried then he'll be more than willing to try them just for the sake of trying something new.
He finds your presence to be quite refreshing, it gives him the opportunity to deal with something outside of the things he experiences in his every day life without having to get himself into danger or go too far from home. You may not agree on things all of the time or have the same view, but it's nice for him to experience a different perspective from you.
Harry wouldn't have any preference about how you dress or the way you look as long as you're comfortable. A seen by his many interactions with other people, he doesn't care about people's backgrounds or how they decide to perceive themselves to other people, so it certainly doesn't matter to him when it comes to you.
Having you around may help him express himself more openly to others, despite still keeping himself calm and collected as always. As you're the opposite to him, it's very likely that you're much more outgoing and able to express your emotions than he is; having you around him so much eventually helps him open up after your ways rub off on him naturally over time.
If you aren't as well travelled or haven't had many experiences as he has then he will go out of his way to give you those experiences and visit those places. He may not be able to take a break and do this with you often, but whenever he is free he most certainly will be taking you on a small holiday or break as soon as he can. This also helps you see a different side of him, a more relaxed and less cautious version of himself due to being away from him duties for a short while.
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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.”
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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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Harry hart x daughter!reader - new family member
Harry and daughter teen Reader playing with dogs, and Teen Reader finding an abandoned puppy who everyone walk past due to the pup having three legs. - Anon 💜
Walking down the street towards the tailor shop, you stepped aside to let a couple walk past, offering them a small smile.
When they went past you began walking past once more only to stop, and looked at a box in front of a random shop.
There was small yipping, and you crouched down, mindful not to get your coat in the puddle next to you.
“Well hello.”
Reaching out, you let the puppy sniff your hand before reaching over to pet it’s back.
It wiggled with happiness and you looked around for a possible owner, but nobody seemed to pay any attention to either of you or seem to care.
Turning back to the puppy who was trying to get out the box, you laughed a little bit, carefully picking it up to place on the floor.
The puppy yipped and bounded around you excitedly, tripping over a few times.
“Aw you’re so excitedly you can hardly walk on your own three legs, how about we get you to the shop and all nice and warm.”
Sweeping the puppy in your arms, you carried on walking.
You carefully ran your fingers over the dogs fur, taking the turn around the corner, bounded up to the shop and pushing the door open.
Setting the puppy on the floor, you hung your jacket up by the door and looked around.
“Merlin are you here?” You called.
“Yes I’m here (Y/N).”
He came around the corner, and you beamed a little bit at him.
“Is my dad back yet?”
“Not yet, he should be here later this afternoon with Eggsy. Is there something you need?”
“Not really no. I was just hoping he would be back by now, you can help me wi the me current task though if you have time?”
Merlin hummed, putting a suit jacket before turning to look at you.
“Which is?”
“Bathing and taking a stray dog to the vet before taking it home?” You grinned.
You point to the puppy and Merlin laughed, immediately agreeing to help you.
He was tasked to care for you when your father was busy, and Merlin could never say no to you.
You could ask him to fly you all over the world, and he would.
So he happily helped you care for the puppy, who you were told was a boy and you decided to name Eli.
After getting some more things, Merlin dropped you back at home, and you spent the next few hours waiting for your dad to get back while settling Eli into his new home.
When Harry got home, he wasn’t expecting to be rushed by a puppy, so when he nearly tripped over his own feet trying to avoid the hyper animal he couldn’t help but laugh.
“I take it this is your doing?” He asked.
“Yup!” You beamed.
Harry smiled, picking the dog up, walking over to give you a hug.
“And this is why Merlin never replied to my calls?”
“Also yup.”
“Of course, what’s this little guys name then?”
“Eli, he was a stray, now he’s mine.”
Harry hummed a little bit, placing Eli back on the floor.
“Do I get a say in this?”
“Nope.”
Grabbing the ball from the floor you held it out to your dad and he took it, gently throwing it down the hallway for Eli to go chase.
You laughed, going to get the ball from the puppy, sitting in the floor to roll the ball around.
“Let me put this away, then I’ll come join you.”
Harry walked past to put his things away, and he came back, sitting next to you so the pair of you could play with your newfound family member
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I've Had No Love Like Your Love - Gary "Eggsy" Unwin Imagine [Kingsman]
Title: I've Had No Love Like Your Love
Pairing: Gary "Eggsy" Unwin X Reader
Based On: Nobody
Word Count: 1,083 words
Warning(s): Insecurities
Summary: Eggsy's new job gives him opportunities and experiences that he could have never imagined. (Y/n) is worried that these experiences are going to pull him away from them. Eggsy tries his best to show that nothing he's done will ever be more important than them.
Author's Note: Pretty sure this happened because of the internet throwing edits about the second Kingsman film at me. Which I had a lot of fun watching, by the way.
WASTELAND, BABY! - HOZIER WRITING CHALLENGE MASTERLIST
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I met Eggsy long before his life with the Kingsman started.
He had been this bubbly, sarcastic, and all-around-loving guy. It didn't take long for him to win me over. He was charming and sweet. I fell far faster than I cared to admit.
I was happier with him than I had been with anyone else. It was silly, almost delusional, but I was getting to the point where I felt like we were going to last forever.
And then, Eggsy found a new job.
He hid it from me at first, but after seeing how suspicious that looked, he dropped the act.
I could still remember vividly sitting across from him at my dining room table as he rambled on and on about what he was doing. The training and the gadgets and the assholes he had met through it all. He told me about how his being gone for days was because he was going on missions for a secret organization that I wasn't meant to know about.
I didn't believe him at first.
That's when he showed me some of the gadgets he had. He showed me some of the suits that they had given him. I got to know the Kingsman label.
I asked him if he was going to get in trouble for telling me all of this.
He kissed me and told me that he didn't care if he did. He'd rather that than lose me. Which did make me feel very special.
I accepted every part of it.
The long trips away, the small injuries that he came home with, the lack of a steady schedule. And the dog. The dog was a nice bonus to the job.
I never wanted to question his work. And I didn't.
I never had a lot of problems with the work. I got worried when he showed up hurt, but that was kind of it.
After a while though, the stories started to get to me. I wasn't upset hearing them or jealous or anything like that, but the more and more I heard about those stories, the more I found this sickening feeling in my stomach. Like I was... disappointing him... somehow.
I heard all these stories about these amazing places and the cool stuff that he did, and I just felt... boring. How was I supposed to compare to stuff like that?
I always ignored it. Well, I tried.
In all honesty, I never thought that Eggsy noticed it.
We all think that we're better at hiding things than we actually are.
I was in the middle of putting my clothes away, listening to him go on and on about the last mission he was on. I nodded along, chuckling where it felt appropriate.
"You alright?"
I furrowed my eyebrows as I turned to him. "What are you talking about?"
"You just seem... out of it."
"What," I forced a scoff. "Eggsy, I'm fine."
"(Y/n), we've been together for a while, I can tell when you're not."
I took a deep breath as I leaned against the dresser. "I... Do I bore you?"
"Sorry?"
"Do I bore you?" I repeated. "Am I boring?"
"No, why would you ask that?"
"You just... You come home from these trips and you have all these stories about what you did and what you saw and who you met and it just... I feel boring compared to that part of your life."
He didn't respond for a moment.
"And I know that it sounds dumb and childish but I... I can't help it, Eggsy. I... I'll get over it. I don't want you to think that I don't care about your work because I do and I admire it. I don't... I don't want to be controlling or anything like that and I'm sorry-"
"Stop," he spoke up, cutting off my rambling. I did, biting at the inside of my cheek.
He walked over to stand opposite me, his back facing the bed. He pulled the sleeve of his jacket up. "See this?"
He pointed at a bracelet on his wrist. It had been a gift I had gotten him. It was small, simple. A braided bracelet with a small charm hanging off of it. It wasn't a super expensive gift, but I didn't have a lot to spend at the time. I was surprised that it had landed as long as it had.
I nodded as I looked at it.
"I wear this during every mission that I go on," he explained as he walked forward. "Do you know why?"
I didn't answer.
"Because all I care about on those missions is getting back to you," he continued. "Through every badass thing I get to do, through all of the suits and gadgets and crap, all I want is to come home to you. Because I love you. A lot. More than I've loved anyone before."
I felt a grin form on my lips. "I love you too."
He reached forward and cupped the sides of my face, smiling back at me. He leaned his forehead against mine for a few moments before kissing me gently. I kissed him back, reaching my hands out to touch his sides. It was loving, gentle, perfect.
During our small moment together, I felt something tickling my leg. I pulled away, looking down to see what it was. Eggsy's forehead pressed against the side of my head as I did. His eyes were still shut.
"What is it," he asked.
I turned to look at him again. "Your dog is licking my leg."
"What?" his eyes opened as he leaned back and looked down. "For fuck's sake-"
"It's alright," I chuckled.
"Ruined our moment."
"Nooo," I shook my head before leaning down to pick up the pug. "Were you getting a little jealous?"
The pug licked my hand as I went to pet him. I laughed quietly.
"Just wants a little attention," I said, looking at Eggsy again.
"So do I," he replied.
"The pug's cuter."
He scoffed at me. "Excuse me?"
I walked into the main room, sitting with the dog in my lap. Eggsy followed me out. He sat next to me on the couch, pulling me into his side. He kissed my head.
"I love you," he muttered against my hair.
"I love you too," I replied.
That was the moment that I started to truly believe that this life was far more perfect than whatever life with the Kingsman offered.
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Karma - Hamish Mycroft (Merlin) X Female Reader
Title: Karma
Hamish Mycroft (Merlin) X Female Reader
Additional Characters: Sean Cobb (OC), Harry (Mentioned), Eggsy, Roxy (Mentioned), and random guards (Mentioned)
WC: 4,536
Warnings: Kingsman canon violence, guns, Reader is mentioned wearing a dress and heels, pretending Kingsman Headquarters wasn't blown up, flirting?, tension, pretend relationship for mission, banter, slight angst, cursing, nicknames, fighting, knives, blood, teasing, and fluff
Breathing heavily, you skidded across the marble floor, regretting wearing heels as you held up the hem of your dress to not trip on it. Turning down another hall, you heard the shouting of the very unhappy guards - very unhappy guards with guns - not a very good combination. Now this mission was supposed to be easy, one that was supposed to take less than an hour. But no, you didn't know what happened. Either the weapons dealer saw right through your flirting and he was smarter than you thought or something happened on Kingman's part. You liked to think it was the latter's fault.
Harry, being the new Arthur, had asked you to go on a mission to get some files from Sean Cobb, a weapons dealer. This would've been your first mission on your own, but for some reason, Harry asked Merlin to join you. He reasoned that having a date with you would make you less suspicious. You mentally wondered and questioned why Eggsy wasn't coming with you. He usually was the one who joined you on most of your missions. But, you had forgotten that Eggsy was on a mission somewhere in France, so he couldn't do it.
And it wasn't like you didn't want Merlin to join you on this mission. It was just that you had a bit of a crush on the older man. And, well, you're not exactly sure when it began. Maybe the moment you met him. Perhaps it started during your first week at Kingsman. Or maybe it had been there all along, and Merlin just never noticed, thankfully. Or he did, and he just didn't say anything to save you from embarrassment. Whatever it was, Merlin was your friend and you liked spending time with him. That's all it was. Even if you wished for that friendship to blossom into something more. He probably didn't even think of you in that way. You were pretty young. You were supposed to be in college at the time that you were recruited, and that was a year and a half ago.
After you were recruited, and passed all the tests, you were given the code name, Elyan. A couple of months later, is when you met Roxy and Eggsy. Which you grew closer to. You got to spend more time together, becoming quick friends. During their recruitment, you had helped Merlin during it. He had asked you for your opinion numerous times, especially in the beginning when he flooded the sleeping room. Normally, when working, Merlin was pretty stoic and serious, so when he asked what you thought of the recruits, you were surprised but honest.
You told him the truth. "I don't think most of them will get past the parachute jump."
Merlin glanced at you before looking back at his clipboard, "I remember that was a difficult task for you." He looked up at the window, the water level rising.
"Yeah, it was." You murmured, remembering how scared you were, up so high in the sky.
"But you did it." Merlin commented, making you smile.
"Yeah... Thanks for reminding me. I still have nightmares about it sometimes," You jested, Merlin only shook his head, looking back at the clipboard.
Running down the hall, you almost fell as you turned another corner, pushing the thickly-framed glasses up your nose, you continued to breathe heavily. You wondered how Merlin was doing, you had lost him when everything went to hell. One minute you were flirting with Mr. Cobb, and trying to hack into his computer to get those files, and then you were being shot at while running down a hall. Again, this mission was supposed to be simple, and easy... So how did it turn into this?
- Two Hours Ago -
Brushing down the skirt of the lavish dress, you let out a nervous breath. Your reflection looked right back at you as you turn your body every which way, observing the dress as it lay on your body. It was a deep red - similar to the color of red wine - made of silk, tight to your body; perfectly showing off your curves. The straps were thin, with a square neckline, and a high slit on the side of your leg; stopping mid-thigh. The skirt ended right on the floor, hiding your black heels. Overall, it was gorgeous. You felt gorgeous. You weren't really expecting Kingsman, or Harry rather, allowing you to choose your own dress for this mission. Fixing your hair, you gave yourself one last look right when there was a knock at the door.
"Come in," You called out, grabbing the small gold earrings - a birthday present from Roxy - and placing them in your ears. The door opened, and in came Merlin, dressed in a dashing ebony suit, black tie, shiny black shoes, and gold cufflinks. Upon meeting his eyes in the mirror, you froze momentarily before smiling at him, "Hi, Merlin, could you help me with this?" You asked, fumbling with the small gold necklace. It was in the shape of the north star, and it so happened to be a gift from Eggsy; also a birthday present.
Harry, for your birthday, last year, had gifted you a novel that you had your eyes on, and had spoken about more times than not. By the time a month had passed after your birthday, you had read the book more than three times. It was hard to put down when you weren't on a mission. And Merlin... He gave you a small dagger; which you were grateful for, it was very useful during missions, and it fit perfectly in your garter - for exact missions like this one.
Raising his fist to his mouth, he cleared his throat before walking further into the room. Upon reaching you, he carefully took the necklace from your fingers. Standing behind you, he reached around, and gently placed it around your neck; it landed delicately on the center of your chest. You tried to regulate your breathing as you felt the tips of his fingers brush against the back of your neck as he clasped it in place. Merlin's hand lingered there for a moment longer before taking a step back. "There." He stated as you let out a breath you didn't even know that you were holding. "Are you ready?"
Turning slightly to face him, you nodded. "Are you ready?" You asked him in return, only for you to get a nod in response.
Side by side, you said your farewells to Harry, who in turn, wished you good luck. Exiting Kingsman Headquarters, you clutched your bag with one hand as you and Merlin walked down the stone steps and to the awaiting car. Merlin sped a bit further than you, surprising you by opening the passenger door for you, which made you smile. Sitting down, you buckled your seat belt as Merlin shut your door before slipping into the driver's seat.
Beginning to drive to the large estate where Mr. Cobb was holding his event, Merlin spoke up. "Do you remember our names?" He asked, staring ahead toward the road, his face stoic, as usual.
Huffing, you answered, "Mark and Natasha Pierce. We've been married for the past couple of months, Harry mentioned we should act like we're still in that honeymoon phase or whatever." You said, a bit irritated. "You know that I know this stuff. We just went over all of it before lunch." You added, turning your head slightly to glance at his side profile.
"Of course," He began, "I was simply making sure."
Crossing your arms, you frowned slightly, "I've been on like... A hundred missions, Merl," You watched as he glanced at you, raising an eyebrow. "Okay, maybe not a hundred but you know what I mean. I'm a damn good Kingsman." You reminded him.
"Of course you are," Merlin spoke, "If you weren't good at this, you wouldn't be here." Stopping at a light, he added, "I just wanted to make sure."
Shifting in the seat slightly, you leaned against the car, closing your eyes briefly to rest for a second. Opening them again, you looked out of the window. Looking at the sunset, you admired it for a bit, and before you knew it, you were at the estate.
Parking along the large field with the other fancy cars, Merlin turned off the engine. Turning in his seat slightly, he let a hint of a smile grace his lips at the sight of you, leaned against the car door, temple pressed onto the chill glass window, your eyes closed; asleep. Reaching over, Merlin's fingers just brushed the stray hairs that fell in front of your face, mentally debating whether or not to sweep them behind your ear. Instead, he pressed his hand on your upper arm, gently shaking you awake. Your eyelids fluttered open, blinking rapidly.
"We're here." He said simply, pulling his hand away.
Sitting up, you looked around, seeing the large home before you. "Oh." You muttered, grabbing your bag, and unbuckling.
"Elyan, wait." Merlin spoke up, your hand just brushing the car door to exit as you looked over at him, curiously, "Here." He continued before opening his coat pocket and pulling out a ring. It was beautiful. You felt your breath hitch, as your eyes widened, your whole body becoming rigid.
It was a golden band, topped with small white diamonds, and a round brilliant cut green Sapphire in the center. It was so delicate and ornate. It was perfect.
You almost felt like crying. On the one hand, you were so happy to receive such a ring to wear for a mission, but on the other hand... You wished that Merlin was giving you the ring for a different reason. The more you stared at the ring, the more nervous you became. This was going to be a tough mission, you didn't know how you were going to handle having to pretend to be in a relationship with a man that you had been in love with. The thought of it made your stomach twist unpleasantly. None of this was real.
Clearing your throat, you pulled your gaze from the ring. "Thank you..." You breathed, looking up at him and offering him a weak smile. Taking the ring and slipping it onto your ring finger, you felt your breath leave you. "It's beautiful."
"Harry picked it out," He spoke as he pulled out his own ring, a simple golden band, and slipped it on his own ring finger. You hummed, staring down at the ring. You knew that it was a possibility that Harry would pick out all the attire and accessories that you needed for the mission, he had done so for many missions in the past. Though, you couldn't help but be a bit disappointed.
"Well," You cleared your throat, "He isn't getting this back after the mission. It's mine now."
Merlin said nothing more than that, opening his door to walk around the car for you. Opening the door for you, you took his offered hand, stepping out of the vehicle.
Entering the large home, your arm looped with Merlin's, you looked around at the high ceilings, paintings on the walls, and marble statues. You let out a breath, your hand at your side tightening its hold on your small clutch. Merlin seemed to notice how tense you were becoming, as he squeezed your hand that was on his arm lightly, "You can do this." He whispered in your ear.
Looking up at him, you nodded, "Right." You murmured quietly, taking a deep breath.
Merlin led you through the house, through numerous hallways, before finally arriving at the ballroom. The live orchestra was playing some sort of classical tune, and everyone seemed to be mingling together as if they were old friends. Everyone's faces were painted with smiles and their bodies were swaying slightly to the music. Though it all seemed to be a pretty calm and enjoyable scene, all these people were either corrupt government officials or criminals, all pretending. Immediately as you stepped into the large ballroom, you entered the lion's den.
"Do you care to dance, Natasha?" Merlin asked, making your gaze snap from the dancing and up to him.
Nodding, you offered him your best smile, all the while, you could feel the butterflies in your stomach swarming. Letting out another breath as Merlin began to make his way to the dancefloor with you, you told yourself to get a hold of yourself. This was an important mission, you had to push your feelings back and get this mission done and over with.
'Play the part, play the part, play the part.'
Wrapping his arm around your waist, Merlin took your hand as your free hand came to rest on his shoulder. Gripping his hand tighter, Merlin began to lead you in a waltz, his dark eyes looking down, right into your soul; you couldn't look away. As he moved his foot, he guided yours, keeping the two of you perfectly in sync with the music. 'This is nice,' You thought to yourself, letting yourself relax.
After several moments of quiet and slow dancing, Merlin finally broke the silence with a question, "How are you feeling?" He queried softly.
"Better," You muttered, glancing around, you realized that you were technically supposed to spot Mr. Cobb while you were dancing. "He's by the bar," You murmured, eyes landing on the man from over Merlin's shoulder.
Sean Cobb was a young man, around your age, falling into the family business after his parents mysteriously disappeared. He wasn't married, nor did he have children. His hair was a dark brown color, and it framed his face, stopping at his shoulders. His eyes were dark brown with a sliver of gold in them. He was wearing a black suit and a tie with an emerald pin. His outfit wasn't quite extravagant, and obviously expensive. His hands were wrapped around a whiskey glass filled with amber-colored liquid, watching the other couples dance.
As the song slowly came to an end, you and Merlin broke apart, "That's my cue," You muttered, turning to head towards the bar. Leaning against the bar beside Sean Cobb, you waved down the bartender. Smiling, you ordered a drink, spying from the side of your eyes that Sean Cobb had been staring at you the entire time.
"Well, hello beautiful." He drawled, resting his cheek against his fist.
"Thank you. But I have a name..." You turned towards the man, looking at him over the rim of your glass.
Taking a sip from his drink, Sean gave you a lecherous smirk. "What can I call you, sweetheart?" He asked.
"Natasha Pierce..." You answered as you took a seat on the plush stool in front of him, "But you can call me anything you want." You smiled flirtatiously.
Sean's grin widened as he took the chance to look at you, his bright blue eyes slowly dragging along your figure. You wanted to throw up, but you kept your cool, allowing the man to continue to gaze at you. "My, my..." He trailed off, smirking, "Are you here with anyone?"
You sighed, lightly rolling your eyes as you took a small sip from your drink, "My husband actually." At those three words, Sean's smirk faltered slightly.
"Your husband? Where is he then?"
Raising your eyebrow, you glanced over at him, "I don't really know. He's somewhere around here." Crossing your legs, you let your leg slip through the slit, immediately catching Sean's eyes; his eyes trailing the expanse of your exposed leg. "But, enough about him, what's your name, handsome?"
"Sean." His voice was smooth, like melted chocolate.
"Hello, Sean..." You mumbled lowly, "What do you do exactly?" You asked, leaning forward slightly.
"Well, I am a weapons dealer." He responded smoothly, raising his eyebrow and leaning closer to you. You didn't move away, instead, you placed your empty glass down on the bar counter, "And what about you, gorgeous? What do you do?"
Biting your lip, you spoke, "I work for the government. So does my husband. We run the weapon creation firm." You smiled at him innocently.
You felt sick to your stomach, just being near this guy was creeping you out. On top of that, poor Merlin was hearing all of it with those glasses of his. Though, you should've been used to the thought of it, since Merlin always listened in on your missions, being the tech genius he was and all. You also hated that you were sometimes asked to go on missions because you were attractive and the targets would let their walls down around you.
But after Harry took over as the new King Arthur, your missions were greatly based on your excellent combat strategies rather than your looks. It was just this one that you were stuck doing. Harry promised that this was the last mission you ever had to do where you had to flirt with the criminal. He would gladly send you on more combat-based missions, your comfort was important to him.
Before you knew it, you were walking down the hall to have a private chat with Sean the weapons dealer. Once you got into the hallway though, Sean stopped, and that's when you felt something press against your side. Sean wrapped an arm behind you, tightening his hold on your waist as you looked down and confirmed that it was indeed a gun. Dropping your shoulders, you turned to look up at Sean with a rather unimpressed expression on your face.
"Really?" You began, raising an eyebrow, "A Colt?" You gestured to the gun almost painfully pressed into your lower ribs. "A bit extra, don't you think."
Sean glared down at you, pushing you forward, "Shut up, I know what you were playing at. You're pretty easy to read, princess." He sneered, and you mentally gagged at the nickname.
"Gee, what gave me away?" You asked sarcastically, watching as you turned down a secluded hall. 'Almost there...'
"I have the registry for every single weapons worker in the government who works with me," He paused in the middle of the hall, "And there is no 'Natasha Pierce' on it." Punching the code into the keypad on the wall, his office door opened. Moving inside, you quickly glanced around the room as the door shut.
"What are you going to do? Kill me?" You asked, feeling as he pressed the gun into your side, making you wince.
Sean grinned evilly, "Yeah. This room is soundproof." He turned you around, pressing your chest into his as he stared down at you; gun now pressed into your stomach, "No one will hear you scream." All the while, your free hand fiddled with the slit of your dress.
"Noted," Grinning as you watched Sean's smirk falter in confusion. You heard the gun fall to the ground, his eyes widening as he staggered back slightly; your dagger was buried deep into his stomach. Your hand tightened around the handle, "Now, why don't you give me the password to that there computer, huh?" You asked with a glare, only for Sean to spit in your face. Pulling the blade out of Sean, you watched the blood pour out of his wound. Taking a second, you watched as he stumbled further back, hitting the wall before falling to the ground; his blood foaming a puddle around him. "What a shame." You tutted sarcastically, opening your clutch, you grabbed a small napkin; wiping your face before cleaning the blood from the dagger and putting it back on your garter. "Merl, I'm in," You spoke, rushing to the computer, leaning over to jiggle the mouse, turning it on. "But I assume that you already knew that."
"Good work, Elyan. Get the files, a few guards are beginning to grow suspicious." Merlin replied but you were already on it.
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And that was how you got into this situation. Opening your clutch, you grabbed your gun, spinning around to shoot at some of the guards that were chasing after you. You were able to take out three, your bullets going through their heads as you quickly backed down the hall. Once at the end of the hall, you were about to turn around the corner when you felt an arm wrap around your waist, pulling you back into a small room.
Initially, you felt the heat of panic fill your blood as the door to the small, dark room closed shut. 'Great,' you thought, 'I'm going to die in a closet.'
"Elyan." At the sound of his voice, you sighed, your stiff shoulders dropping in relief.
Turning around in his arms, you strained your eyes to see Merlin, "Thanks," You breathed out, trying to back out of his arms, only to bump into the wall behind you.
You felt a wave of nervousness wash over you at the mere thought that you were in a dark closet-like room, pressed impossibly close to your crush. You swallowed hard, "So, uh..." You cleared your throat, "What do we do now?" Merlin said nothing, reaching out to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. He tried a couple more times before a strand of curses left his lips, his Scottish lilt becoming more noticeable; making your heart skip a beat. He couldn't even try and kick the door down, there was hardly any room to breath, let alone move. "Don't freaking tell me that we're stuck in here." You began, raising your hand up in the limited space to pinch the bridge of your nose.
Merlin let out a sigh, his warm breath fanning your face, "We are."
"You've got to be kidding me… This has to be karma or something." You exclaimed before muttering out, "First having to flirt with that Cobb creep and now this."
"Karma?" Merlin asked, and you nodded.
"Yeah, I mean this is your first mission in like twenty years and I stole Harry's sandwich this morning." Merlin let a small, amused smile lift the corners of his lips, as you continued, "How are we going to get out of this?" You asked the man, whose small grin turned back into a serious frown. “You’re the more experienced one out of us.”
"I've already sent Galahad our location," Merlin answered, raising his hand, his fingers brushing against a string. Cautiously, he pulled down, a light bulb quickly lighting up the place, you sighed; finally, you could see..
"He’s back? Great, so, we just wait here?" You said sarcastically, rolling your eyes, "That'll take forever."
"Unfortunately." Merlin said, "I apologize, Elyan." Glad that he was finally able to see you, and even with your hair messed up a bit, you still looked breathtaking.
Shaking your head, you raised a hand to pat his chest, "It's fine, don't worry about it." Quickly dropping your hand after you realized what you had done. "It's not like you sent me on this mission." You shrugged, looking anywhere in the small closet but at him. “I’m going to blame Harry.”
"I never told you how stunning you look tonight," Merlin stated suddenly, his hand coming up to brush the fallen strands of hair behind your ear. His hand slowly moved from your ear to your cheek. You could feel his cold hands on your skin, his touch sending shivers down your spine.
Looking up at him, you gazed into his dark eyes, "Oh... Well, thank you." You muttered, furrowing your eyebrows as you tilted your head into his hand, "What's going on with you?" You whispered, as Merlin just stared down at you, his gaze intense but warm. "Did you hit your head or something? I mean, the ceiling in here is pretty low." You sputtered out a small laugh, trying to hide how bashful and nervous you were feeling with a joke, but it didn't seem to help the situation like usual.
Merlin sighed, his hand dropping from your cheek, and looking away from you, Merlin spoke, "Nothing's wrong, I promise." His accent thickened a little with his words, "Just a bit of a headache, nothing you should concern yourself with."
"Merl, how long have we known each other?" You asked, narrowing your eyes at him, "You can trust me."
Merlin stared down at you, an unknown look in his eyes, lips pulled into a straight lip; pursed. “I’m not very good at this, love,” He muttered, almost too quiet for you to hear. It was then that Merlin seemed to shake himself out of whatever trance he was in. His eyes softened and you swore that you saw a flash of sadness in them, which disappeared almost as soon as it had appeared.
Staring up at the man, you let in a breath as you took a chance. One that could either blow up in your face or change everything. Reaching up, you stood up on your toes before placing your hand on the side of Merlin’s face, gently stroking the soft skin. Your thumbs brushed against his cheekbones lightly as you looked up at him; it seemed everything was going alright, he hadn't pushed you away.
And finally, you pressed your lips to his, soft and chaste. Slowly, you pulled back, your hands falling from his face to rest on his chest. Your heart hammered in your chest, nerves rising as you worried that you had ruined everything. Slowly, he raised his own hand, moving to cup your chin gently. You felt your breath catch in your throat, unable to say anything as he leaned down closer to you. The smell of his cologne filled your nostrils once more, making your stomach tighten.
You felt his soft lips press against yours, his mouth parting slightly. A slight gasp escaped you as you immediately kissed him back. It took everything in you not to cry in relief as you gripped his jacket tightly. All you could think was, 'thank you' to whatever higher power was out there as one of his hands came up to cup the back of your head while the other wrapped around your waist.
Pulling away, you let out a shaky breath as he placed his forehead against yours. You both stayed silent, enjoying the moment as you caught your breath. Finally, you said, "I should steal Harry's sandwiches more often..." You joked, smiling as you looked up into those enchanting brown eyes again.
He chuckled before bringing you closer, but before he could say anything, the closet door opened revealing Eggsy. He immediately smirked, looking between you and Merlin in each other's arms. "Well, time to go, love birds." He spoke, voice chipper. Awkwardly, you both pulled away, quickly leaving the closet. Walking down the hall, Eggsy continued to tease, "If I knew that throwing you two in a closet would finally get you two together, I would've done it ages ago."
The pair shot daggers at his back, Merlin mumbling under his breath. You scoffed, "Come off it, Eggsy." You grumbled, though your sour expression didn't last for long when Merlin gently took your hand in his. You smiled at him, letting his fingers intertwine with yours as you walked down the hall towards the exit.
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Imagine Harry explaining his ‘emotional day’...
You and Harry were on a roll. Even recruiting Eggsy was going well until Harry let out an abrupt statement.
"I'm having a rather emotional day."
You rolled your eyes. "For fuck's sake, Harry. I told you that we weren't having cake for breakfast. Stop being so dramatic."
"It was a very good slice of cake and I would have liked to have eaten it." Harry argued in a manner that incorporated politeness, childishness, and a hint of charm.
Eggsy crossed his arms and watched the bickering as his mind kicked into gear. "So, you say you ain't together, right?" He asked, catching your attention. "Then why are you having breakfast at his place? Because, I'm picking up some serious vibes that you is both dating and trying to keep it off the radar."
"He's very quick." You complimented, brows raised and a smirk on your mouth.
Harry leaned back and rolled out his shoulders, keeping his eyes trained on Eggsy. "Indeed."
Eggsy's eyes widened when he noticed that you were both staring for a little too long and frowned. "Was that a test?"
You cleared your throat and shook your head. "Actually, no. Harry does get a tad bit sentimental over cakes."
"I just don't understand why you're against it for breakfast."
~ More imagines here ~
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