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So, I am searching for this Nick and Charlie fanfic from ao3 that I don't remember the name of. I couldn't find it with some tags that I thought that might be on it, but there weren't.

This is all I remember from the fic:

Charlie was still with Ben and he dies, Nick is devastated because they were friends and he loved him but never told him.

Don't remember how, but when he wakes up he is 16 again and is about to start year 11 at Truham.

Charlie told him how he and Ben met at the music room, so he plans on going there to stop Charlie from meeting Ben and have a kiss without Charlie's consent.

Nick then spends lots of time with Charlie and his friends but don't kiss him until he tells him about Ben, so he has options: Nick or Ben, so Charlie could choose the boy he likes and not just the one who is just there because he (Nick) is terrified to do to Charlie what Ben did to him (Charlie himself).

I hope someone knows what fic I'm talking about, and more important, that it exist and it's not just a product of various fics that i read and I'm just confuse

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People who convince other people to skip seasons 1 - 3 are very toxic Misha Collins, destiel or cockles fans, and the people who follow this advice often just go to one of those 3 sections of the fandom. They aren't watching the show to appreciate it, they just want to see Castiel with Dean, so you don't even have to try to tell those people the amazing show that Eric Kripke created because for them no Castiel is boring stuff.

One of the arguments they use is that there is basically no story in those 3 seasons, and the story begins in 4. Like... seasons 4 and 5 are so strong because of what happens in the first 3, so if you really want to enjoy them, you should watch 1 to 5.

Don't know what other arguments they use, but that is the one I always see.

And as you say, the Kripke era created most of the core of the show, if not everything: the co-dependency, dad's little soldier Dean, and the misfit Sam, the two brothers with a very tragic story that gave everything to save the ones they love and wanted to protect but not always succeed, making a bigger mess.

kids these days don't understand the atmosphere of eric kripke seasons, he was an absolute master of his craft/vision and anyone who actively convinces anyone to skip 1-3 is not in one's right mind. eric completely understood the backwoods old school americana, the influence of 70s rock and og blues incorporated into the essence of the show. the original soundtrack of supernatural wasn't just about sounding good but woven into the narrative of the story (blue oyster cult/ACDC/led zepp/styx/robert johnson/the chamber brothers) music that held the entire spirit of time & culture of that time. (I can't tell you how much watching supernatural at 12 shaped my music taste today) the smoky roadhouses/bars, mullets, scrapyards and classic americana cars, oh he just got it.

kripke fabricated the toxic hyper-co-dependent brothers we know and love, he managed to write the most obnoxious, gung ho, red blooded masculine guy also be the obedient, subdued, desperate, needy brother/son/man who's worth is only attached in those he can gratify. the tender and gentle, sorrowful, conflicted and misfit little (big) brother who endeavoured every path to avoid his fate yet succumbed to it anyways. two brothers so layered in their attachment with one another that if you witnessed it before you you'd be down right scared

I hold onto this series so much because of how 1-5 made me feel, the nostalgia he captured.

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the fact that eric kripke isn't even christian really adds something to the way christianity is depicted on supernatural. because its really not about being christian at all, but about living in america, a country dominated by christianity, and having to decide for yourself how to handle that. faith is huge in supernatural, and the mythology of the show is very bible-centric, but notably, christ is never there. even sam, who starts out revering the angels, who once said he prays every night, doesn't actually call himself a christian or imply that he believes in jesus--the show is steeped in christianity and biblical lore and yet neither sam nor dean are christians. in fact, over and over again the church itself is depicted as a haunted house that sam and dean will only ever enter as strangers, as outsiders. priests, preachers, faith healers, chapels, crypts, etc. are all just iconography that create an intense sense of unease that sam and dean respond to instantly. as a jew, its very relatable. an essential part of living in america when you're not christian is that exact sense of unease, of knowing that the culture of your country has ensured that you'll get knocked over by christianity no matter where you go, that you'll see hundreds of people truly believing they're good people while doing awful things in the name of their god, and you have no choice but to confront that. kripke gets it

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What's more interesting about this first script is that Elton John was in the scene instead of Tilde where she is locked up. I'd leave it there 😅

And the club scene... it would have been funny if Charlie failing the first part of the test and not even do the train part was in the finale script.

And the next test too. It shows more of Arthur's elitism when is very clear that he sabotaged Eggsy so he couldn't have make it.

I'm glad they showed more Eggsy and Roxy's friendship instead of Eggsy feeling like an outsider watching all of them having fun.

Kingsman the secret service, first draft liveblog.

I’m reading the original draft for Kingsman: The secret service and being just blown away by how different but the same™ it is so I’m gonna list some things that made me go :0 

Huntsman and sons doesn’t really sound like a spy org. it sounds like a rustic b&b in the scottish countryside. Not a bad thing but Kingsman does sound a bit more “knightly” and “cool” 

Also Jack Lincoln is just not it. Harry Hart is where it’s at. 

SO about the ages: In this script Eggsy is 21, Harry is 49, Merlin is middleaged (I’m assuming that means like 44-45 ish), Roxy is 22, Charlie 23, Lancelot 39. 

Merlin was supposed to be “black, handsome” And frankly my first thought was “….Idris Elba?” lmao 

The medal Eggsy gets is called a Guinevere Cross and I immediately came up with a whole scenario of how the first Guinevere sacrificed themself in an act of bravery, which is why the Kingsman medal of honor is named after them. 

Lancelot was supposed to fight Gazelle before losing but ig getting cut in half from behind has more shock value. (Just give my boy a bit more screentime) 

I’m glad they changed Michelle’s whole approach to Daisy, cause in this script it comes across like she couldn’t care less about her literal toddler, which makes her kind of unlikeable :// I’m glad they didn’t do Michelle dirty like that in the final script. 

Arthur really was just a sexist, elitist bastard now wasn’t he (while looking at the candidates his reaction to Eggsy being proposed is “at least it’s not a woman, I mean wtf are all these women doing here??” …..There’s three women being proposed out of twelve candidates, Chester.)

On that note, I’m glad they ended up giving Merlin more of Arthur’s lines - mostly because it makes sense for Merlin’s character to play the part of handler besides being the tech wizard he is- but also Make! Arthur! Say! Less!

I think it’s an interesting choice to have the candidates be from all over the world, as I Imagine the agents who were abroad just chose the best person they could find from that area, and if that’s true then the other agents were away in: France, Germany, Denmark, Japan, Italy, Ethiopia, South Africa, India, Persia and America. Do what you want with that info.

Yeah Roxy was american originally lol

I’m glad they acknowledge the lack of privacy in the first dorm set up, because I always looked at that in the movie and thought “If I had to use a bathroom out in the open with eleven peers just hanging out behind me, I would simply not use the bathroom lol” 

Glad they cut the whole subplot of Harry infiltrating some bank, especially because it involved dressing up as a woman to get acces to the ladies room, which, given the current climate and the whole jkr situation would not have gone down well, to say the least. 

“That sounds exhausting” in which Harry is me. 

“Training starts tomorrow, which I will have nothing to do with. Watching people train is boring.” Spoken boldly for a guy who then subsequently shows up at every. single. training scene, Merlin. 

God I’m glad they cut the whole puppy obstacle course scene, it was just alot lol 

A lot of stuff is the same but what really stands out to me is how little Eggsy actually does on his own, in this version he only passes tests through dumb luck or because Harry straight up gives him the answers, which makes it difficult to root for him in this script. So I’m glad they changed that. 

Idk what to think about the implanted chip being a bluetooth earpiece originally, like who wears an earpiece all the time?….. Ig the writers thought the same thing in the end lol 

“Medic! We need a medic!” Me, internally: SO YOU ARE SAYING YOU HAVE MEDICS?? Merlin: “No we don’t.” me, internally: IM NOTING THIS AS PROOF THAT YOU HAVE MEDICS, GALEN IS CANON CONFIRMED

I like that Elton John is just fully in this movie, what exactly is it about Elton John that made Matthew and Jane continue to write him into both movies??? IS HE GOING TO BE IN THE BLUE BLOOD TOO? :0

I’d like to note that I do not like Elton John pelting shit at Valentine lol 

The way that they really wrote a whole Heathers the musical “shut up, Heather!” scene but with Arthur, Harry and Merlin saying “shut up, Eggsy!” I CAN’T WITH THIS SCRIPT

Broke: “Lady Gaga” woke: “Lady G’gar” (as pronounced by Arthur lmao) 

Okay so in a cut test, there’s a mentioning of Huntsmen security, which I will take as proof for my whole “The entire plot of TGC is bullshit because there had to be more staff at Kingsman than just Merlin, meaning more survivors of the bombing” 

AND THE PLOT THICKENS WITH THIS: Harry (to Eggsy): “Look, I’ll be back in a few days. Stay here ‘till then. I’ll call Merlin, and when everything’s calmed down I’ll take you in and finesse things. If we’re lucky we can get you a job in admin or train you as a pilot.” HELLOO WHERE WERE THE ADMINS AND PILOTS AND SECURITY IN TGC 

“Thank you. I’ll do anything. I’ll be a cleaner, even.” THEY HAVE CLEANERS TOO MATTHEW YOU’RE KIDDING ME

The ending is so different omg What is Happening? why is Usain Bolt, Lady Gaga, Jamie Oliver and Elton John fighting together avengers style? 

All in all: I much prefer the way they handled things in the final script because this felt a bit too much like the types of movies you write with your friends in middleschool for shits and giggles and less like an actual film you’d go see in theatres. But of course it’s important to remember that this mess led to one of my favorite films ever, and I really enjoyed the insight into the process and changes that led the writers to the final version. T’was very cool. 

Also I read the novelization of The Golden Circle and I can’t say which one I get the biggest yikes from (yes I can it’s the novel. It’s so bad lol) 

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"Every time someone steps up and says who they are the world becomes a better, more interesting place." 🫶🏳️‍🌈

My tribute to Andre Braugher, thank you for Captain Raymond Holt ❤️✨

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Masterlist:

Kian Lawley

Ice Bath Challenge

Life is Strange 2

Roads:

1. 1452 Lame Avenue, Seattle

2. Into The Woods

3. Bear Station

4. US-101

5. Jewel of the Pacific Coast

6. Sand Castle

7. Room With A View

8. Long Road Ahead

Rules:

1. Young Apprentice

2. Ship, Captain, Crew

3. Rule of Might

4. The Road to Beaver Creek

5. Sanctuary

6. The Gingerbread House

7. Bending Laws

8. Christmas Spirit

9. Confessions

10. Screeching Tires

11. Breaking Free

Wastelands:

1. Daggers Drawn

2. Redwood Curtain

3. Cash Crop

4. The Trimmigrants

5. Campfire Tales

6. Pay Day

7. The Oath

8. Paradise Lost

9. Midnight Swim

10. Bad Harvest

Faith

1. New Perspective

2. Leap Of Faith

3. The Long Haul

4. Miracles

5. Open Hearts

6. Brothers In Arms

Until Dawn

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 2: Part 1 | Part 2

3. Chapter 3

4. Chapter 4

5. Chapter 5

The Moose

Part 1

Part 2

Rami Malek

403 Forbidden

Snafu

Queen concert

Taron Egerton

Robin Hood

Private Getaway

Studio - ‘Rocketman’

Sing 2 Instagram filter

Christmas tree

Black Bird Premiere

Robin Hood part 2

Wedding

In Town

SXSW

Jimmy Keene

Amoreena

Dean Winchester

Return

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Jimmy Keene: Bazaar Christmas Proposal

Note: I know that I said that the imagines were going to be delayed but this one in particular kept tugging at my brain so to speak so I edited it and here it is.

It was requested by @stilessbaseballbat so thank you for requesting it. It was fun to write and I hope that I did your idea justice.

I hope that you enjoy it, happy Firday.

P.S: I do have a mood board coming for this imagine, I will add it in tomorrow.

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Christmas time in Chicago was said to be a very magical thing but it was the kind of magic that Jimmy had never experienced until you came into his life and showed him the beauty and enchantment Christmas held.

You showed him what it was like to have the love of a family, the love of friends and the love of someone who would lay down their life for you. The kind of love that was such a rarity in the world these days. A love now thought to be a myth…something out of a fairytale.

This Christmas was going to be the first time that you and Jimmy had no one around to celebrate the holiday season with and you were excited but Jimmy was certain he would mess something up and make your favorite time of year disastrous, even though you knew nothing would steal the love and joy you had every December.

“You’re up early.” You said as you descended the staircase, finding Jimmy in the kitchen wearing what looked like an apron.

“I wanted to surprise you with breakfast in bed.” He told you with a slightly disappointed look in his eyes.

“I can go back to bed if you want and act surprised.” You offered but Jimmy shook his head.

“No, it’s ok. You don’t know what I’ve made yet so it’s still kind of a surprise.” He replied.

You smiled at him, feeling your heart skip a few beats.

“Well in that case, shall I go sit at the table so you can bring it to me?” You asked.

Jimmy looked at you and smirked. You could tell he was thinking sinful thoughts and normally you wouldn’t mind but this morning, you weren’t feeling frisky at all. You felt Christmassy and ready to wander around the city, seeing all the amazing festive displays.

“I love you but all I want to do today is go out and explore the Bazaar.” You told Jimmy.

“I love you too but are you sure you wouldn’t rather stay home and spend time under the mistletoe?” Jimmy asked as he walked up to you and trapped you against the kitchen island; his hands on either side of you.

“Hmmm, that does sound enticing, Mr. Keene.” You whispered, leaning closer to him, capturing his lips in a soft and slightly heated kiss.

“I’ll take that as a maybe?” Jimmy teased.

“How about this Mr. Sappy, we eat breakfast, decorate the house and spend some time under the mistletoe before going out to the Christmas bazaar later tonight.” You suggested.

Jimmy thought for a second. It did sound like a good compromise; doing stuff that you loved and then doing something he loved😉

“I am no sap but you got yourself a deal y/n.” He agreed, making you smile.

“Perfect. Food, decorating and kisses. What could be better?” You said, kissing him once more before walking over to the table for your breakfast surprise.

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Hours later, you and Jimmy were walking along the snow-covered sidewalks, taking in all the merriment and cheer in the atmosphere. 

“I always forget how beautiful the city looks at night.” Jimmy said, looking up at the giant skyscrapers and other random highrise buildings.

You smiled at the man, remembering the first time you laid your eyes on him.

*two years earlier*

The night had started out unlike anything you had pictured. You had slept your alarm, spilled your coffee all over yourself as you ran to try and catch the bus you needed but ended up missing anyway, rendering you late for work where you were essentially fired for accidentally spilling glasses of wine on a customer, overcharging several customers on their meals and worst of all, mixing up orders and sending one person to the hospital due to them having an allergic reaction because you forgot to write down that they had a specific allergy to something in the dish they ordered; which they did forcefully tell you about a multitude of times.

It was a nightmare, to say the least, and the cherry on top, you were fired from that waitressing job pretty quickly. You couldn’t blame your boss though, you would have fired yourself too if you were able. It sucked though because you had just moved to a brand new city away from your parents, didn’t know anyone and needed money for rent, food and for Christmas.

As you walked through the streets with tears in your eyes and guilt in your heart, you took in the beauty of the Christmas market around you.

Kids were laughing and squealing as they chased each other around the Christmas stalls that were set up; their parents happily chatting. Other people milled around as they shopped for their loved ones and sampled the hot chocolate and fruit cake that filled the air with nostalgia.

The kind of nostalgia that melts your heart and at every moment, reminds you that no matter what happens in life, things will work out.

You wiped your tears away and smiled to yourself, knowing that your parents would love this.

You were so caught up in everything that you didn’t notice the man in front of you. You walked straight into him and made him drop his coffee, the hot liquid seeping into the snow on the ground.

“Well, there goes that.” He grumbled, feeling annoyed that his coffee had been stolen from him by someone so klutzy and blind.

“I am so sorry. I can buy you another one.” You offered as you felt your heart hammer in your chest. This was the last thing you needed.

“No, it’s fine. You’ve done enough already.” The man said as he huffed and stormed off.

“I wouldn’t let him get to you.” Someone said from behind you, making you jump.

You turned around and came face to face with the most handsome man you’d ever seen. 

“Are you ok?” He asked, taking note of the tears beginning to fall from your eyes, yet again. 

You wiped at your eyes once more and took a deep breath.

“It’s just not my night.” You replied pathetically.

Jimmy gave you a small smile and it made you feel better, even if it was just a little bit.

“What’s your name?” He asked.

You weren’t sure if you wanted to give the strange yet godly-looking man your real name but deciding that it couldn’t hurt, you held out your hand and introduced yourself.

“Jimmy.” He replied simply. “Why don’t we get something to drink and you can tell me why tonight is just not your night.” He suggested.

You liked him. There was just something about him that spoke to you and made you feel safe with him. Something that oddly felt like home.

*End of flashback*

“What are you smiling about?” Jimmy asked as you rounded the corner and arrived at the Christmas market Chicago held every year.

“I was just thinking about the night we met.” You replied as a fond smile spread across your face.

“I remember that night.” Jimmy said, stopping to stand in front of you. 

“Really now?” You teased as Jimmy leaned forward and touched your lips with his in a tender kiss.

“It was the best night of my life.” He said after you pulled away from the kiss.

“Why is that?” You questioned, not knowing where he was going with this.

“I have my reasons.” He teased, giving you his famous smirk.

“Spill it, Keene, what are the reasons?” You asked, genuinely curious as to what his reasons were.

“Are you sure you want me to tell you?” He said, making you playfully glare at him.

“I want nothing mo-” You began to say before a man walked right into you, spilling his coffee all over the ground.

“Watch where you’re going!” You exclaimed, shaking the little coffee droplets off your shoes.

“You’re in the middle of the path, you watch it!” The man shouted back as he stormed off, back in the direction he came from so that he could get another coffee.

“Fucking people.” You growled, not realizing that Jimmy was reaching into his pocket.

“Are you ok?” He asked.

You stopped shaking your foot and looked at your boyfriend.

“I swear, there are no manners anymore.” You said. “Anyway, like I was saying before I got rudely interrupted.” You started as the man walked by you again, this time flipping you the bird; which you happily returned.

“Which was?” Jimmy asked.

“What are your reasons?” You questioned, making Jimmy smile and look down at his hands.

You followed his gaze and your heart stopped altogether.

“Oh my god.” You muttered, finding it very hard to look up at Jimmy.

“Two years ago, this very klutzy and very sad woman ran into a man and knocked his coffee to the ground, which allowed me to meet the love of my life.” He said softly, making tears spring to your eyes but unlike two years ago, these tears were happy ones.

“I’m the love of your life?” You asked, not sure what else to say.

“If you say yes, I’ll spend the rest of my life proving to you that you are the love of my life.” Jimmy said.

“Well in that case Mr. Keene, I accept.” You mumbled, loud enough for only him to hear before you kissed him wholeheartedly.

You were over the moon that you had such an amazing man in your life and as you pulled apart from your kiss and watched Jimmy slip the ring on your finger, a thought occurred to you.

“Why did you propose here? Why not at home?” You asked.

“Because y/n, this is the same spot I saw you bump into that man.” He replied.

“See, you are a sap.” You teased and Jimmy smiled brightly.

“A sap in love.” He answered, capturing your lips in a passion-filled kiss for the millionth time that day.

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As the night wore on and you and Jimmy wandered around the Christmas Bazaar eating treats, laughing and drinking copious amounts of hot chocolates as your engagement ring sparkled in the incandescent light, you wondered what your future would hold.

Would it hold magical moments like this where you and Jimmy would relive the good old days as your kids ran around the Christmas stalls squealing and laughing or would it hold more tender moments like the ones you shared as you stood in line at the gingerbread cookie stall with your head on Jimmy’s shoulder as he peppered a few kisses to the side of your head; as his arms encircled you and held you close.

You honestly had no idea but you couldn’t wait to find out what life as a Keene would hold.

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Tag List:

@elizami11s

@geo-winchester

@stilessbaseballbat

And anyone else who wants to be tagged in the imagines, let me know.

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Being a Kingsman means risking your life to save another, for the greater good. It was ingrained into them during training, something Roxy remembers through her years as a knight. She was always willing to risk her life for another, but she is not at all willing to risk it for cancer.

A story about Roxy and her fierce battle through breast cancer, before, during and after. Because Lancelot is nothing less than a badass, and she has Eggsy beside her to lean on during less than perfect times.

This is for @solrosan who is an enabler, and they are the reason I got this idea and it’s a thing.

It is also Breast Cancer Awareness month!

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I don’t know if you’re still taking prompts but could you do something with Reggsy where Eggsy finds out she’s alive after defeating poppy? Or when he goes back to Statesman head quarters

I do still take prompts! I am however painfully slow at filling them, I’m sorry.

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The last few days have been like no other days in Eggsy’s life.

That’s saying a lot seeing how the last two years have been. His home was destroyed, Kingsman wiped out, Roxy was murdered, all his colleagues were murdered, Brandon was murdered, his dog was murdered, Merlin fucking sacrificed himself for him, Harry came back from the dead...

...and somewhere in the middle of all this, he’s managed to befriend Elton John?

He’s running on fumes as he makes his way from the cab to his mum’s front door. He knows he should have insisted on Harry coming with him, but when Harry had said no at the offer Eggsy had no energy to argue with him about it. If Harry wants to torture himself by staying in Merlin’s flat, then it’s his choice. Not like Eggsy has a leg to stand on anyway, seeing how he had lived for two years in a shrine dedicated to Harry.

Daisy comes running as soon as Eggsy’s in the door. She throws herself at him and he almost starts crying when he gets down on his knees to hug her properly.

-x-

Eggsy is still dazed and jetlagged when he picks up Harry in his mum’s red Honda the next day. Harry looks about as worn down as Eggsy feels and it doesn’t help that he’s wearing Merlin’s clothes. A not insignificant part of Eggsy’s energy goes into not yelling at Harry for it.

Again, he does not have a leg to stand on here.

“How did you sleep?” he asks when they stop at a traffic light, because he can’t help himself.

Harry gives him a all too knowing look. “Sleep?”

“Yeah.” Eggsy sighs. “I think I still have a prescription of Zimovane if you want some.”

“I think scotch will have to do until I can get my own.”

Eggsy hums and starts driving again as the light changes. He finds a parking spot a few streets from Savile Row and they walk the last way to the shop. Or to where the shop once was. Eggsy can’t help thinking that the last time he was here, he pointed a fucking gun at Merlin. Makes his stomach turn.

The area is closed off, but people are still coming and going. Eggsy frowns. It’s… It’s a construction site? That’s not, that’s not right!

“Hey!” he yells, walking faster, not caring that he’s leaving Harry behind. “Hey! Stop that! You can’t--”

“Eggsy?”

Eggsy stops dead. Standing there, in a hard-hat, with red, angry marks over her entire face and her arm in a sling, is Roxy. She seems just as surprised and confused to see him as he is to see her. Eggsy feels like there is a fair chance he’s hallucinating.

“...the fuck,” he whispers.

“Ms Morton?”

“Harry?”

Eggsy looks between them. Well, at least he’s not hallucinating if Harry can see her too. Roxy just keeps staring at the both of them as if they are ghosts. He can’t blame her.

“How about a coffee?” says Harry. “There’s a decent place on Cork Street if I remember correctly.”

Roxy laughs. Or sobs. Then she starts to run towards them. Eggsy stumbles back when she hugs him the best she can with one arm, hitting him in the face with the hard-hat. He holds her close, burying his face against her neck.

This time he does start to cry.

-x-

The café Harry remembers is still there. They sit around a small table, Roxy holding Eggsy’s hand in a tight grip. For the longest time, the only thing she’s managed to say is “but you’re dead.” Most of the time it has been directed at Eggsy, but every fifth or so has gone to Harry.

In short, very concise sentences, Eggsy tells her what happened. He tells her about Charlie. About finding Harry. About Merlin. About Poppy. He doesn’t talk about Whiskey or the Statesmen, because there are just too many people around. He also leaves out Elton John for now, because he’s pretty sure she won’t believe him.

She tells them -- or Eggsy, she only looks at Eggsy -- about waking up under a pile of rubble. About slowly suffocating and about deciding not to. About getting to hospital. About not being able to contact anyone at Kingsman. About coming back to the shop and seeing the ruins. Her story is even more chopped up than Eggsy’s, at least until she says:

“I realised that if I’m the only agent left, it’s on me to rebuild the agency. So I decided to start with the shop.”

Eggsy stares at her in shock and awe.

Harry, on the other hand, bow his head slightly. “Arthur.”

Roxy starts giggling. She leans over, resting her head on Eggsy’s shoulder. Eggsy grins, happy and confused and not at all sure this is real yet. Still he brings their joint hands to his lips and kisses Roxy’s.

If this is a dream, he never wants to wake up.

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Sweat - Reggsy Fic

Summary: Roxy and Eggsy are training when things get interesting.

Rating: Explicit

A/N: So I posted this ages ago on AO3, but I never actually posted it on tumblr. So here it is. Hit me up if you want another fic for Eggsy and Roxy 

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Through Thin Walls (1/2)

Summary: Roxy was originally annoyed at her obnoxious neighbour that she never met, but when they start a friendship through their thin walls, things become more interesting than she first thought.

AO3 

A/N: This was a prompt by the amazing @gipsysworld and tbh I fell in love with it so I had to write it! Hope you all enjoy the first part as much as I do.

The music started three months ago. It was tough, with a blaring beat and a slur of words that had to filter through the wall. Roxy’s neighbour had moved in almost six months ago, but the music was something new she had learned. He talked loudly with his friends. And he enjoyed music far too loudly at three in the morning. Roxy had a class tomorrow morning that she had to teach, and she wasn’t in the mood for this.

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Crawling Through The Rubble - Reggsy

Summary: Roxy survives the blast to the Kingsman Estate, and realises what she wants from almost dying. (Fix-it fic)

AO3

A/N: Okay, 1, I’m fucking bitter as fuck for Kingsman 2 for killing off Roxy so she’s no longer dead in my mind - she fucking lived, fuck that moment of the movie. 2, I ship Reggsy so i’m a littleeeee bitter about what happened with Eggsy. Anyway, this is a reggsy fic and i’m sorry if you’re clicking onto this expecting this just to be a fix it for Roxy but i had bitter feelings about this whole movie! it’s also 3am and i’m posting this without reading it so there are probably mistakes everywhere.  anyway! Enjoy!!!!!

When the missile came in, Roxy was halfway out her bedroom door. She was knocked straight into the banister as the explosion ripped through the estate. It was a rumble of things before everything came crumbling down. Managing to get down the stairs, the ground began to shake and give way. Now, Roxy knew she wasn’t the fastest runner, but her life was at stake here and she wasn’t going to be taken down like this. She was a fucking Kingsman for christ’s sake, she deserved better than a fucking missile.

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8 years ago, I was reading Good Omens and a boy told me he hadn’t read that book yet, but he was a HUGE Terry Pratchett fan! I remarked that I didn’t know who Terry Pratchet was but I personally enjoyed anything by Neil Gaiman. Now, 8 year later, I requested that the engagement ring he bought me should be the color of magic.

Aww.

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Bucky Barnes is the best super soldier

How it was subtly emphasized in The Falcon and The Winter Soldier:

He always holds back

With the Flag Smashers and even with John Walker. We could see the difference in the last 3 episodes. Sebastian Stan did an incredible job making it clear in a subtle way.

I want to mention that famous "Stay there" scene, and how it was visible Bucky was not punching as hard as he can in the fight with John.)

This is the thing about Bucky, he isn't after the kill, he just does his part. He doesn't try to show off his skills or that he is a good guy. He doesn't try to play the victim role, either. In the scene where Zemo fake-activates the Winter Soldier in Madripoor, he just makes a point. He's obviously not even trying hard.

If he wanted those in the club dead, they would be. But his self control was wow. Sebastian acted so well, his exes said everything.

*And to be honest, even when he was TWS, he could have killed everyone, but he didn't. He could have killed all of the Avengers in Civil War is they were his mission, but they weren't. This is how Natasha survived when she met him, too. It depended on what kind of mission he had (if he wasn't allowed to be seen, then the witnesses would die too, but otherwise? He didn't bother).

2. His skills

People tend to forget how smart and good at making strategies Bucky is. He's been fighting (even though he hates fighting and never wanted to be in the army) for years before he was even captured by Hydra. And this is the reason why government still want him, after all. They can use his strategies as a leader (*cough* Thunderbolts *cough*).

In the last episodes of TFATWS, we could see how he outsmarted everyone. Karli was so terrified of him.

3. Karli Morgenthau

And talking about Karli, the phone call was interesting:

She asked him if he's not tired of fighting for the wrong side, and then told him she's fighting for something bigger than herself.

"And with all the bodies you've collected, have you ever been able to say the same?"

The first thing I wanna point out is how everyone talks about the deaths Bucky caused when he was controlled by Hydra, but everyone ignores the fact that all the Avengers killed far more, but since we consider them the good side, we just don't care.

Clint, Tony, Steve, Wanda etc. They all cause(d) far more deaths than "two dozen" (known assassinations - to quote Natasha), and neither was controlled. The double standards are something else, especially for Clint. (One of the reasons why Tony was on the other side in CW was because of his guilt, after all.)

The second point is how Bucky's answer says a lot more than we might realize at first:

"You don't think I ever fought for something bigger than myself? That's all I ever tried to do, and I failed twice."

Even as TWS, Bucky had to be convinced he is on the right side, that what they do is to save the world, to give "the world the freedom it deserves".

Even brainwashed and put to sleep all the time, he had to be lied to. Bucky as TWS was a victim too. He is not a victim only because he didn't have memories or control, but also because they lied to him and used him as a toy. That milk scene is so loud. (And I am gonna talk about it in a different post). He had no rights, no choices. He was used to being tortured.

[And I wish they explored it more. We deserved and deserve a WS film - maybe with him in Romania getting back his memories, writing in his journal etc.]

"You think your cause justifies all this death, but in the end, the nightmares won't go away. You're gonna remember all the ones you killed. Trust me. Don't do this. Don't go down this path."

Despite being on opposite sides, Bucky still said this to Karli, trying to help her, to make her see the big picture, sharing how he felt and feels.

He is on "the right side". He is a hero, and Bucky being thanked by that man for saving everyone's life was touching.

4. Baron Zemo

You can see how smart, strong, and rational Bucky is when he decides to break Zemo out of jail (his plan was amazing too), risking so much (his relationship with Wakanda people and his own freedom) to get his help for the mess. He puts the cause above his own (huge) trauma. And this makes that moment in Madripoor even more disgusting (he is treated as an object, as a toy):

Zemo: Tell us what you know about the super-soldier serum. And I give you him, along with the code words to control him, of course. He will do anything you want.

The way he keeps his composure, reacts and manages the situation... absolutely incredible!

This conversation also says a lot:

Zemo: The desire to become a superhuman cannot be separated from supremacist ideals. Anyone with that serum is inherently on that path.

Bucky: Maybe you're wrong, Zemo. The serum never corrupted Steve.

Zemo: Touché. But there has never been another Steve Rogers, has there?

Bucky positions himself below Steve, who's considered a good hero, a good person... like no other. But Steve never had to go through what Bucky did: from being kidnapped like that, to being tested o, to falling off the train, to being tortured, and used, and brainwashed for decades, and put to sleep when he was not needed and having n "keepers".

Also, interesting how all Steve wanted was to fight (for a good cause, but still)... and fighting still means violence, meanwhile Bucky never wanted to fight, not even before becoming TWS, in the army (and yet he is still great at fighting. And he is deadly, even when he holds back.). All he wanted was peace.

Despite not getting the "perfect serum", despite being brainwashed, put to sleep, and forced to fight for decades, he is still himself. He never gave in to the dark side for real. He fought in his own way. The first thing he did when he woke up was to choke the Hydra guy with a whole new arm!

Bucky is so underrated: from his intelligence and fighting skills, to how human he is. Being flawed, keeping his sassiness and charm from the 40s, but getting more mature and carrying his past on his shoulders... he's so relatable and real. And every day, he shows Zemo he is wrong.

The show he makes in his final scene with Zemo is absolutely fantastic. He doesn't just prove the point he isn't defined by the serum and Hydra (AND not even by Steve, thanks to Sam. His speech made him realize the important thing about himself: that he decides who he is, not others - even those who know him before becoming TWS- "And this might be a surprise, but it doesn't matter what Steve thought. You gotta stop looking to other people to tell you who you are." parallel to "Steve believed in you. He trusted you. He gave you that shield for a reason. That shield, that is… that is everything he stood for. That is his legacy. He gave you that shield, and you threw it away like it was nothing. [...] So maybe he was wrong about you. And if he was wrong about you, then he was wrong about me."), but also that he is superior.

When Zemo tells him that he decided to let him alive (probably so he can kill Karli) and basically calls him a killing machine: "programmed to kill", Bucky plays the role, lets Zemo talk him into killing Karli, and then Bucky watches him waiting for his own death.

The acting was incredible: the shock on Zemo's face and the amusement and somehow relief on Bucky's after he pulls the trigger and lets the bullets fall... He proved him he's THE standard of the super soldier. Because despite everything he went through, he is the best.

[Also, Bucky's line: Imagine my relief is hilarious.]

Zemo telling him to cross his name off felt like a fresh start (+ telling Nakajima the truth).

5. John Walker

John, on the other hand, is lucky Bucky is an understanding person. He gets what is like... the pressure, the environment, the loss, and even tries to help.

Bucky: Don't go down that road. Believe me, it doesn't end well.

John: I'm not like you!

Of course he is not like Bucky, because Bucky has control. He is not killing to get revenge in a cynical way.

"That serum doesn't exactly have a great track record."

John kept judging Bucky every time they spoke, somehow placing himself above this "broken" man.

"This is all really easy for you, isn't it? All that serum runnin' through your veins. Barnes, your partner needs backup in there. Do you really want his blood on your hands?"

This is so wrong on every single level, especially because Bucky didn't choose to take the serum, and he always had his friends' back. He's loyal and ready to sacrifice himself.

The "funny" part about this is John ending up taking the last super soldier serum vial. All the judgement, the disgust, the patronizing tone, just to do that. Plus, of course, to kill someone with the shield.

(John proves Zemo's point about super soldiers, and Bucky does the opposite.)

And what is it easy for Bucky anyway?

He's under government conditions (so CACW coded), he has a vibranium arm that I bet the government would try to take after he dies (HOPEFULLY WHEN HE'S 200 YEARS OLD IN HIS BED, as Sebastian wants too) if he isn't in Wakanda, he is haunted by nightmares (which also can mean he is still Hydra's TWS in another universe as we found out from Strange), and he has to learn how to live for real. He's smart, charismatic, has values and principles, and he's incredible.

We need to see his version of TWS going after everyone Hydra helped. TWS is him, a part of him, and doing that on his terms, having control over it would help him heal.

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Time to read it again 🥰

Mechanic And Mistletoe Masterlist

Summary: Y/N, an ER nurse is driving home to her Mom on Christmas Eve. Her car breaks down on the side of the road. She calls Winchester Singer Autos and Bobby sends Dean to help her. Will she make it to her Mom in time for Christmas? And will she get back home in time for her shift on Boxing Day?

Universe: Mechanic AU

Pairing: Dean x Female!Reader

Warnings: Slow build, Mechanic AU, Fluff, Smut, Angst. Each chapter will have individual warnings. 

Total words: 49,455 A/N: Series beta’d by @winchest09​. Aesthetic also done by her. She is my cheerleader, bestie and constant support. 

This series is complete

Mechanic and Mistletoe Movie Trailer

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

Part Nine

Part Ten

Part Eleven

Part Twelve

Part Thirteen

Part Fourteen

Part Fifteen

Part Sixteen

Part Seventeen

Epilogue

This series is complete

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Gary "Eggsy" Unwin Masterlist

(*) ➞contains sexual innuendos/light smut

(**) ➞contains smut

(▾) ➞contains angst/trigger warning(s)

(°) ➞authors personal favorites

(…) ➞request

(•) ➞holiday themed

(§) ➞alternate universe (AU)

(≈) ➞headcanons (HC)

(۵) ➞prompts

(❅) ➞blurbs

-Confession (…)

-GN!Reader's Birthday (...)(❅)

-Princess Charming (▾)

-The Parents (...)

-Treasure (…)(▾)

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Routine Examinations Pt1 - Jimmy Keene - Black Bird Imagine

Hi there, this story is loosely based off the Black Bird series starring Taron Egerton as James Keene. Although the series is based off real events, this story is not.

Summary: You’re a doctor working with the FBI, your new patient: Jimmy Keene.

Word count: 1650

Pairing: reader x Jimmy Keene

tw: insulin syringe, needles, prison environment, mention of drug dealing

Working in this type of environment, you’d be stupid, borderline suicidal to tell security to leave you alone with a patient. Let alone uncuff them. 

 I myself have only been in that situation twice in my career. Because even if an inmate is an informant, they’re still in jail for a reason. And if they’re desperate enough to become a snitch, their sentence is always a steep one. I’ve never let myself become entangled with desperate men. They’re dangerous. And my job is dangerous enough as it is. Unpredictable enough as it is. 

 James Keene is the last thing I could’ve predicted to walk through my doors. 

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