#david budd blurbs

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find the themes/characters/shows/films I'd currently love to see requests for below the cut ⇣

⤷ ANGST, HURT/COMFORT, INJURY AND CHRONIC ILLNESS

⤷ PREGNANCY/SINGLE PARENT FICS

⤷ SHORTS/BLURBS

for when I don’t have time to write full fics

⤷ THE LAST OF US (TV OR GAME)

joel miller, tess servopoulos

⤷ THE WALKING DEAD (UP TO AND INCLUDING SEASON 8)

rick grimes, daryl dixon, glenn rhee, maggie greene, tara chambler, michonne hawthorne, jesus monroe

please try to avoid spoilers for later seasons — I will keep updating where I am as I go

⤷ YELLOWSTONE

kayce dutton, rip wheeler, beth dutton

⤷ THE BEAR

mikey berzatto, carmy berzatto, richie jerimovich, sydney adamu

⤷ STATION 19

jack gibson, maya bishop, vic hughes, robert sullivan, lucas ripley

⤷ GRISHAVERSE

kaz brekker, nikolai lantsov, matthias helvar, zoya nazyalensky, tamar kir-bataar, malyen oretsev, david kostyk, genya safin, inej ghafa, and nina zenik

⤷ STRANGER THINGS

eddie munson (incl. vampire!eddie), jim hopper, robin buckley, and steve harrington

⤷ MCU

bucky barnes, natasha romanoff, steve rogers, tony stark, yelena belova, kate bishop, tasm!peter parker (I’m putting him here because adult), steven grant, mark spectre

⤷ RICHARD MADDEN CHARACTERS

david budd, mason kane, and leo west

⤷ LOST

sawyer and jack

⤷ THE LOST BOYS

michael, david, and star

⤷ BTVS

spike, anya, and tara

⤷ PEAKY BLINDERS

tommy shelby and michael grey

⤷ CHRIS EVANS CHARACTERS

andy barber, frank adler, and nick vaughan

⤷ TVD

enzo st. john , damon salvatore, bonnie bennett, caroline forbes, klaus mikaelson, elijah mikaelson, hayley marshall

⤷ TUA

diego hargreeves

⤷ TED LASSO

roy kent, jamie tartt, dani rojas, and sam obisanya

⤷ DOCTOR WHO

nine, ten, eleven, rose tyler, and clara oswald

⤷ THE HAUNTING

luke crain, theo crain, nell crain, jamie taylor, dani clayton, and peter quint

⤷ LUCIFER

lucifer morningstar and mazikeen

⤷ BRIDGERTON

anthony bridgerton

⤷ THE CHILLING ADVENTURES OF SABRINA

nicholas scratch and ambrose spellman

⤷ THE WITCHER

geralt of rivia, yennefer of vengerberg, jaskier

things i don't write ⇣

⤷ SMUT WITHOUT PLOT

i'm happy to write steamy scenes with plot

⤷ INCEST, PEDOPHILIA, RAPE, ETC.

⤷ NON-ROMANCE

e.g. where the characters are just related to reader

⤷ REAL PEOPLE OR MINORS

I only write fictional characters of 18+. not the celebrities who play them

⤷ I CAN WRITE TRIGGERING THEMES

e.g. mental illness, abuse, death etc. but please note i will do my best not to romanticise them

happy reading!

[avenging-fandoms]

“Hurt her and you won’t like what happens next.” With David Budd😭

(events are different from what happened in the show)

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david’s fists clenched under the table as he listened to tahir speak. he knew he was lying straight through his teeth, but he couldn’t admit it, or else david would get in trouble as well. 

“alright, i think we’re done here” rayburn signed off the recording, standing up and gathering her items. “david?”

“i’d like to talk to tahir, if you don’t mind” david’s eyes didn’t move from mahmood as he spoke, and he noticed tahir only got more nervous, shifting in his seat. 

“david-”

“i’d like to speak with him privately, rayburn. thank you” david said again, not breaking his eyes from tahir. rayburn sighed, leaving the room. “quite the liar, mahmood”

“i don’t know what-”

“you do know. in fact,” david pulled out his phone and showed tahir a photo of him doing sneaky shit with a video obvious briefcase. “i have photographic evidence”

“you know who else was there, david?” tahir’s nervousness seemed to fade and david’s eyebrows furrowed. “yn. she looked gorgeous that night. i’ve got my e-”

david lunges over the table, holding tahir’s shirt in his fist and bringing his face close. “hurt her and you won’t like what happens next” 

“david!” rayburn came in again, his eyes flickering back and forth between tahir’s. 

“don’t talk about her again. lay a finger on her, and you’re d-”

“budd!”

he pushed tahir away, storming out of the room and ignoring rayburn’s calls of his name. he checks out with the guard and slams his car door shut, revving his engine and speeding home. his knuckles were white as he gripped the wheel, teeth nearly shattering as he clenched his jaw. 

‘yn. i’ve got my eye on her. yn. yn. yn.’

tahir’s words messed with david’s mind, and he shook them away. he pulled into the driveway and rushed inside, startling you at the stove. “yn” he breathed.

“hi honey, i’m just making din- what’s wrong?” he held your cheeks, running his thumbs over your skin and kissing you over and over. “david?”

“i love you, and i’ll do anything to protect you” he held you close to him, and you wrap your arms around his neck. 

“baby, what’s wrong? are we in danger?”

“no no, i just wanted to let you know i’d do anything to protect you” you smile, kissing him again and swaying softly in the kitchen to frank sinatra. 

[writingfortoomanyfandoms]

If you still want to do some Richard madden writing then can I request one with David budd where the reader is a paramedic and they both meet on a job and he keeps trying to find excuses to talk to her because he falls for her but ends up cocking it up :) thank you and I love your writing!! ♥️

Sure thing - hope this is at least kinda what you wanted :)

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David’s eyes widened when he caught sight of the paramedic he had met a few days ago on a job inside of the office he was currently working at. She was dressed in her work clothes, but had a travel mug in her hands, laughing alongside a co-worker.

She caught sight of him and smiled, saying something to her co-worker before excusing herself and approaching him.

“Hey! Sergeant Budd, right?” 

“Yes ma’am,” David confirmed, avoiding her eyes.

“It’s nice to see you again!” Y/N smiled, a knowing look in her eye.

“I trust Miss Osmond -” the woman whom the paramedics had been called in for “-is feeling better.”

“She is indeed, Sergeant Budd - she asked if any of us saw you again that we pass on her thanks,” David nodded.

“Thank you, ma’am,” David said. “Much appreciated.”

“I think I told you when we met that my name’s ‘Y/N’, no need to call me ‘ma’am’, sergeant,” Y/N teased.

“Sorry, ma-Y/N,” David corrected himself at the amused look that Y/N gave him. “Is there anything else I can do for you?”

“I just figured it was my turn to make up some excuse to come talk to you for a change,” she admitted with a smile that allowed David to realise that she was very definitely aware of him having been looking for various excuses to talk to her the last time that they had run into each other.

“Well, that’s greatly appreciated, ma’am, but how would this do as an excuse,” David paused, contemplating whether or not what he was about to do was a good idea before deciding he didn’t really mind and that if he was reading the situation correctly, that Y/N was likely in the same mindset as him. “What if we met up for coffee tomorrow? The local place down the road? How would nine o’clock do?”

“I have an early shift tomorrow, I’m afraid. How does three sound instead?”

[vostokovasmelina]

Hello, congrats on your milestone lovely! 🥳🎉 Can I request #1 from fluff with David Budd? Thank you 💛💛

a/n: thank you so much, my friend! here you go, can’t believe how underrated this boy is

join my 100-follower celebration!

fluff #1 -  “I’m not going to get you sick, babe. I just want some cuddles.”

You were woken from your little nap by the sound of the front door slamming shut, followed by the inaudible curse words of your boyfriend. You inhaled as deeply as possible, your lungs barely filling with air before the all-too-familiar ache had struck again. You let out a quiet whince right before David knocked gently on the door which was already wide open. You smiled softly at the playful courtesy and he leaned against the doorframe, examining you from what he considered a safe distance.

“Do you feel as well as you look, love?” He asked, a cheeky but loving smile hiding in the corner of his mouth as he saw your reaction to his comment. You frowned and would’ve gladly raised your middle finger at your boyfriend, if all your joints hadn’t been screaming in pain at the slightest of movements.

“Shut up, Budd. Not everyone is immune to the flu,” you remarked, voice low and raspy and your throat burning up. David simply chuckled.

“Is there something I can do for you, my lady?”

“Well, you know, I’ve been home alone all day long and it has been rather lonely...,” you started, batting your eyelashes at him and flashing your best shy smile at your boyfriend and you slowly raised your arms towards him, enduring the pain it caused in order to reach your holy goal.

“No way, Y/N. I’ll spend the entire day tomorrow in the same room as the Home Secretary. Do you really want to endanger her perfect health?” He raised his eyebrows at you in question and even folded his arms in front of his chest for the sake of emphasis.

“Honestly? Yeah,” you replied, making David chuckle no matter how hard he tried to keep a straight face. “Oh, come on! I’m not going to get you sick, babe. I just want some cuddles,” you added, pouting at your boyfriend.

He eventually gave in, rolling his eyes as he joined you on your king-sized bed and enveloped you in his warm embrace.

“Alright, but one sneeze after this,” he started, pointing his index finger at you, “one sneeze and I’m breaking up with you.”

[acdeaky]

i officially have over 1,000 followers and i never thought i’d make it this far and it’s all thanks to you all! i love you all so so much and i’m excited for my celebration! i’ve decided to do another week of blurbs (which i also did for my 500 followers celebration) which you all loved and so did i.

this is being posted on monday 2nd november. requests are open from now until sunday 8th november at 11:59pm GMT

when requesting, please include the person/character of choice, then the number of which blurb/s you want and from which category they are from. a maximum of three is politely asked, but they can be from different categories if you wish.

i do not write:

smut

serious mental health issues

abuse

who i will write for:

joe mazzello

and characters: eugene sledge, gardner langway, pat murray and adult!tim murphy

ben hardy

gwilym lee

john deacon

(joe!john)

roger taylor

(ben!roger)

taron egerton

and character: gary ‘eggsy’ unwin

pedro pascal

and characters: javier peña, the mandalorian/din djarin and frankie ‘catfish’ morales

miscellaneous

david budd, steve murphy, diego hargreeves

prompts you can request!

fluff:

“i’m in love with you.”

“i want to marry you.”

“you make me the happiest person alive.”

“i'm following my heart.”

“i want to do this with you.” 

“you'll never lose me.”

“did you miss me?”

“how'd i get so lucky?”

“just hug me.”

“i think i could fall for you.” 

“so, we’re just going to ignore the fact that you drunk-dialed me to tell me you love me?”

“i want you. only you.”

“you're the most beautiful thing i've ever seen.”

“i’m better when i’m with you.”

“you owe me a kiss.”

“what did you do now?”

“i love you.”

“i got these so you'd fix me.”

“you mean the world to me.”

“i always miss you.”

“i will always honestly, truly, completely love you.”

“please just kiss me already.”

“why'd you have to be so cute?”

“it’s not in my nature to give you up.”

“you make me feel less lonely.”

angst:

“i cant keep living like this.”

“you're a heartbreaker.”

“i hate that you made me fall in love with you when you didn't even jump.”

“i can't do the anymore.”

“i didn’twant to be with you in the first place!” 

“i don't want to marry you.”

“you made me give up everything.”

“i knew every bad and terrible thing about you and it dint stop me falling in love!”

“i don't want to do this anymore.” 

“this isn't what friends do!”

“i know exactly how this ends.”

“you can't fix this.”

“i can't afford to fall in love with you again.”

“do you ever think of me?”

“i thought i was going to lose you.”

“i hate the way you make me feel.”

“no! you don't get to give up!”

“you don't get to say goodbye this time.”

“i can't keep kissing strangers and pretending they're you.”

“i hate that i miss you.”

“i shouldn't have fallen in love with you.” 

“i never really got over you, and i don't know if i ever will.”

“i can't lose you, too.”

“why do you keep letting assholes like them screw you over?”

“we’re not just friends and you know it!” 

kisses:

kiss on the neck

“good morning” kiss

giggly kiss

kiss on the cheek

first kiss 

kiss on the nose 

soft kiss 

‘spin the bottle’ kiss 

kiss on the forehead

last kiss 

kiss on the ear

“goodbye” kiss 

kiss on the back 

quick kiss 

kiss on the shoulder 

“i miss you” kiss 

kiss on the hand

kiss on the temple 

in secret kiss 

kiss all over the face 

breaking the kiss to say something, staying so close that you're murmuring into each other’s mouths 

when one stops the kiss to whisper “i’m sorry, are you sure you-” and they answer by kissing them more 

being unable to open their eyes for a few moments afterwards 

kisses where one person is sitting in the other’s lap 

kisses meant to distract the other person from whatever they were intently doing 

situations:

domestic

dad! (x partner!reader)

at work 

before a mission 

after a mission 

on set 

at a game

before war 

after war 

before tour

soulmate au:

tattoos

greyscale turn colour

their first words to you

timers 

scars 

song prompts:

“please don’t leave.” flicker, niall horan

“i can't tell you how miss i wish i didn't want to stay” wish you were gay, billie eilish 

“why does God keep bringing me back to you?” everytime, ariana grande

“darling, you look perfect tonight.” perfect, ed sheeran 

“i promise that i’ll love you for the rest of my life.” black and white, niall horan

“i’m missing half of me.” half a heart, one direction 

“any excuse to stay awake with you.” goodnight n’ go, ariana grande

“i can't take my eyes off of you.” the blower’s daughter, damien rice

“darling, you don't have to hold it.” fire away, niall horan

“how would you feel if i told you i love you.” how would you feel (paean), ed sheeran

“can't stop staring at those ocean eyes.” ocean eyes, billie eilish

“i know you’re still the one.” still the one, one direction 

“maybe i came on too strong.” dive, ed sheeran

“i’m still in love with you.” still, niall horan

“i thought my heart had learned it’s lesson.” i won't say (i’m in love), susan egan

[mcsstydia]

Mornings- Richard Madden Blurb

Request:

prompt: Richard doesn’t like mornings. Unless he gets to spend them with you

pairing: richard x reader 

words: 1k

warnings: fluff, fluff, so much cheesy fluff (but a little talk about past bad relationships)

A/N: I told y’all I loved this man. Bear with me. (not yet proof read, you know the drill)

Masterlist is in bio

Mornings. When we’re honest, none of us really likes mornings. Mornings indicate getting out of bed and leaving your significant other to get to work. 

  But, Richard loved mornings. Not all of them, surely. But mornings such as today. He woke up from the sun shining through the blinds, the sun gently awekening him. And he wasn’t angry he had to get up. Because it was his free day. But that didn’t make him love it. It was the fact that he would spend it with you.

Squinting, he stretched out his arm, searching for your body beside him. When he couldn’t find you, he turned around, seeing that the space you usually occupied next to him was abandoned, sheets empty and cold. 

  The Scot figured you must’ve already gotten up, so he forced himself to get up as well, a silent sigh escaping his mouth, a little disappointed that you weren’t there to cuddle him, but excited to have breakfast with you.

Only clothed in his boxers, he picked his sweatpants up from the floor and put them on. He searched the shirt he had worn last evening as well, remembering he had tossed it towards the door when things had gotten heated between the two of you.

  With an absentminded smile on his lips, he made his way to the door, expecting his shirt to be there. His eyebrows furrowed when it was nowhere to be found and he quickly took a new one out of your shared wardrobe and put it on during his walk down the stairs. 

A delicious smell welcomed him into the kitchen, but the sight his eyes were greeted with was far more compelling. He should’ve known you had taken his shirt, but he somehow still hasn’t gotten used to you being comfortable around him.

  You had been it a lot of bad relationships which resulted in you getting hurt and insecure. Until Richard, you would say, you’ve never been lucky in terms of love. 

So, that’s why it meant so much to Richard so see you standing only in his shirt in the kitchen, making breakfast for the two of you. Not because you weren’t wearing much (although he enjoyed that fact, as well). No, it was, because out of all the things you had at his place (hell, more than the half of his wardrobe was filled with your clothes), you got up and chose to wear his shirt.

And, not matter how often he woke up to that sight, it always brought a smile to his face. Because it reminded him that you were comfortable with him, that you trusted him and that, finally, you were happy. 

  He leaned against the doorframe to the kitchen, watching you all the while a smile always present on his lips. He left his spot and slowly walked over to you. “Morning, sunshine,”, he mumbled cheesily while wrapping his muscular arms around your form from behind. 

You playfully rolled your eyes at the nickname, but your secretly loved it. “Morning, sleepy head,”, you giggled and turned towards him in his grip. Your eyes met his, and your already present smile grew into a wide grin. Richard could see how your eyes lit up merely at the sight of him and your sight brought a grin just as wide to his face.

  “You know that stealing my clothes is a crime, right?”, he teased, looking down at your lips, closing the space between your faces but not yet kissing your lips. His mouth hovered over your lips while he gently bumbed his nose against yours. 

You giggled and your hands travelled over his arms to the back of his neck, holding him in place in case he wanted to tease you further. “Why? ‘Cause you look so much hotter in them?”, you teased back, biting down on your lip and grinning up at him. 

  Your boyfriend chuckled at your comment. “First off,”, he started, pulling your body closer to his. “that’s a straight up lie. No one could look as hot in my clothes as you do,”, he whispered, pressing a chaste kiss on your lips before continuing, leaving you wanting more.

“Secondly, no. The crime you’ve comitted is ‘Making my heart explode’,”, he admitted, a somewhat shy smile stealing its way onto his face. You furrowed your eyebrows and slightly tilted your head at him in question. Richard hugged you and let his head rest on your shoulder before continuing. 

  “You know how much it means to me that you’re comfortable around me. I know you always wear my clothes but it means very much to me.”, he quietly confessed into your shoulder. 

You couldn’t help but let your jaw fall open. “Rich,”, you began, pushing him away from you enough to be able to look him in the eyes, the shy smile still evident on his lips. “That’s both the most cheesy and the most romantic thing you could’ve said to me,”, you whispered, your hands gently holding his beard-covered face. 

  A more confident smile spread back to Richard and he leant down to properly kiss you this time. His soft lips met yours in a soft and passionate kiss, your lips somehow moving perfectly together. “I love you so much.”, he mumbled against your lips, never wanting the kiss to end, but nevertheless wanting to tell you. 

You grinned up at him, hands still playing with his hair, lips mere inches away from one another, breaths still mingled. “I love you so much, too.”, you whispered, before pulling him back down to your lips. 

[imagine-richards]

65 and 74 from that prompt list with Richard would be soooooo hot 😍

65. One Small Kiss, Pulling Away For An Instant, Then Devouring Each Other 

74. Kisses Where One Person Is Sitting In The Other’s Lap 

You set up the microwave, closing the door and pressing start as you watched the bag of popcorn kernels start to rotate. You had set it for five minutes, but since you and Richard moved in together and had basically become Netflix champions, you had mastered the art of cooking popcorn without burning it or having half a bowl of kernels.

You had about a minute before you'd have to start listening out for the pops, so you walked over to the living room, leaning against the doorframe as you watched Rich setting up the show you were currently binging. He noticed you, a smile appearing on his face as his eyes met yours. Putting the remote on the sofa, Richard patted his lap, which was the unspoken request for you to join him.

"Can't, babe. I've got popcorn-"

He didn't let you finish, instead pouting childishly and slapping his lap harder, this time with both hands. He was such a child, but you found it near impossible to say no to him, especially with that stupid pout.

You ignored all common sense as you heard the first pop, walking over and sitting on Richard's lap, your legs resting outside his so you were straddling him. His hands rested just above your bum, fingers tapping gently at the bit of skin that showed when your t-shirt rode up a little.

Richard sighed happily, his breath almost turning into a growl. He always did this whenever you were this close, just as his hands roamed further south and squeezed your ass ever so slightly.

"Mm, darling…" he whispered,

"Yes?" You looked down at him, eyes wide as your teeth sunk into your bottom lip, deciding that your main objective right now was to get him all worked up before you left to get the popcorn. The last time you were out, he teased you relentlessly. Revenge was a dish best served with your ass rubbing against Richard's crotch.

As Rich leant in to kiss you, you leaned back, keeping a certain distance between you for the moment. His eyebrow raised and you smirked, not even entirely sure if the eyebrow thing was intentional. (Most of the time he had no idea he was doing it and it drove you wild.)

You then slowly dipped down, pressing a short and sweet kiss on his lips as your hands ran up his arms, giving them a gentle squeeze. The popcorn was madly making it's noise in the kitchen, which was why you tried getting up after the one kiss.

"Where do you think you're going?" He growled, clearly having other ideas to you as his hands quickly ran up your spine and landed on the back of your neck, pulling you down to meet his lips. There was so much passion in his kiss that all thoughts of popcorn ran away from you and you melted, probably managing to keep the fight in you for about half a second in total. You were at his mercy, exactly where he wanted you as he devoured you, his tongue entering your mouth and clashing with your own.

You felt his teeth sink into your bottom lip and you let out a moan, knowing full well that any noise you made now would only get Richard going even more. Your nails gently scratched at the back of his neck, your other hand merging with his curls and tugging gently.

This went on for some time, Richard occasionally finding himself at your neck and your collarbones, nipping and sucking needily as you moaned out his name, your need for him only growing. It wasn't until the smell of burning popcorn reached your senses that you stopped, the scent so strong it was even enough to take Richard out of his trance.

"Fuck. That's totally your fault, Rich."

"…guess I'll have to eat something else." He whispered, his stupid smirk reappearing for a second as his hand made contact with your ass, your squeak following an audible slap sound that rang through your flat.

[itty-bitty-dancer]

david budd being happy as a hc possibly??? that’s all i could ever ask for-

David Budd x Reader

Headcanons: David being happy!✨ (as he deserves)

- David is in his best of moods when he was with you, this is just a fact.

- He’d learnt to enjoy the little things. So anything that wasn’t the chaos of war brought him little pockets of joy.

- When he’s happy, it radiates off of him.

- He’s extra touchy feely and just loves to be near you.

- He’ll get really playful too.

- A small peck to the cheek will turn into him nibbling on your ear and trailing the small movements down your neck just so he can hear you giggle and try to squirm away.

- On that note, your happiness is on the top of his list of things that overjoy him.

- Headcanon that he’s a little bit of a nerd in his domestic life too.

- Seeing the next Marvel movie he’s been waiting for excites him like nothing else.

- But he’s at his absolute happiest when he gets to sleep in.

- Waking up to the sun streaming through the blinds and warming his tired body, then getting to turn over and see the love of his life sleeping peacefully beside him? Heaven.

- The only thing that makes it better is when he pulls you to him in the haze of his drowsiness, and your sleeping self subconsciously curls into him.

- He swears, he can feel his heart fluttering in his chest.

[multiverseofimagines]

Mulan with David Budd maybe? (I adore this your mind is incredible)

a/n ; im screaming, I am here for this prompt with David IM-

warnings

pretending to be opposite gender , death of loved one, getting your period yikes.

pairing ; fem!reader x david budd 

plot

based off of this prompt list. your father was apart of a secret government society and was assassinated, so the government hired David to be your bodyguard. Not wanting to be seen as a weak girl everyone sees you as, by day you are a male, doing your fathers unfinished business, by night you are falling for David as yourself.

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“ I don’t need a bodyguard.” You argued with one of your Dad’s best friends, Sam. Sam laughed coldly, “ Your Father was killed and your telling me that you don’t need a bodyguard? Not to mention while your doing his unfinished business? I’m not taking that.” You sighed, Sam had a point, but there was one big issue;

Due to taking over what your Father had started, you needed to keep a low and fake profile, meaning by the day, you had been dressing and speaking as a male named James. “ Okay fine, but-” you began, “ He or She cannot know my real identity, I will go by James.”  Sam groaned, “ Are you serious y/n? How can you even hide that.” You scoffed, “ I have my ways Sam. And my name is James.” You winked, brushing past him, leaving your Father’s office. 

-

Today was the day you were meeting The Bodyguard, the man who would have to spend every waking moment in your presence; ‘Protecting’ you, though you didn’t think you needed protection, you could handle yourself quite well. But Sam was right, your Father was assassinated for this line of work, and god forbid you die doing the same, especially without finishing his target goal.

You looked in the mirror, adjusting your hair, you had cut it short in order to play the part of ‘James.’ a suggestion that Sam told you to make, telling you that the auburn wig wouldn’t fool anyone. It wasn’t uncomfortably short, not like a buzz cut, and if it wasn’t styled you would just look like a woman with a pixie cut. You wore a blue clad suit with a red tie, and had put on prosthetic stubble.You almost, for a second, thought that you looked good. But those feelings faded away, anxiety rushing through you, what if he could tell? What where you to do?

You pushed your thoughts away, hearing Sam yell through the door, “ James! He’s here!” You put on a brave face, reminding you of who you were, and what you were supposed to be, getting into character. You walked down the stairs, standing at the door with Sam, awaiting upon The black haired man that walked up the steps in front of you. He sure was handsome, you thought. “ Hello Sam,” The stranger greeted, shaking Sams hand, “ and Hello…?” 

“James.” You replied in a deeper accent. “ Hello James, I’m David, your bodyguard.” He shook your hand this time, making you almost feel insecure, what if your tiny hands would give it away? You kept your grip strong, making sure he knew that you had dominance within you.

After you two had let go, you looked at him for a moment, his blue eyes taking up all of your vision, making it impossible to think. “ Shall we show you around the house?” Sam interrupted the not so subtle staring contest that you were having,” Um-” Your voice cracked slightly, “ Yeah, lets do a tour.” for fuck sake, you thought as Sam and you led David through the house.

-

It had been a month with David as your bodyguard, and lets just say;

You had a big, fat, crush on him.

Okay, yeah, sure it wasn’t the best of situations, you being a ‘guy’ and all. But maybe you could take advantage of it. Use James as a wing man? Nope. Instead you treated David like the gum on your shoe, as if he didn’t exist to you. But the bitchiness got worse when you got your period.

You couldn’t let David find a stash of tampons or pads, you had to be subtle, which was difficult especially with cramps and blood. This bitchiness consisted of.

“ David leave me the fuck alone.”

“ Get the fuck out of my fucking house.”

“ If you don’t like it, you can go fuck yourself.”

“ Please for god fucking sake, can you leave me alone in my study.”

David was annoyed, he didn’t understand why you hated him so much? He was protecting your life for christ sake! He thought you should be thankful. That a man like you should honor the sacrafice he was making.

-

You awoke in the middle of the night, needing to change your sanitary towel you’d been using to conceal your period. You hung your legs over the bed, knocking something off your side table over, causing a loud bang to erupt in the room. The minute you stood up, you felt your period blood gush through you, leaking. “ The fucking towel moved” you groaned as you rushed to the toilet in your masterbedroom, slaming the bathroom door as you did so.

The noises alerted David awake, and he rushed to your room with a gun in hand, swinging the door open cautiously, making sure no one was in there before he turned on the light. And there he saw it, the blood stained sheets and carpet, making David panic. “James?!” He yelled, before noticing the bathroom light on under the door. You cursed yourself, attempting to make your voice deeper in reply, “ Yeah David? I’m alright- just not um feeling great.” David was confused, and didn’t think it through before walking to the door and swinging it open, revealing you with bloodstained panties pooled around your legs, on the toilet. You shrieked,

“ CLOSE THE FUCKING DOOR.”

David slammed the door shut, closing his eyes for a second attempting to get the picture out of his head, “ oh my god.” He whispered. He didn’t know whether to cry from embarrassment or laugh as he attempted to put the pieces together.

When you had mostly cleaned yourself up, you realized you had no extra panties with you. “ David!!!” You called out again, luckily he was still there, shocked to the core of his discovery. “ Can you go in my top drawer and pass me some new knickers?” You groaned, so much for “being a male.”

He obliged, opening the door with your new panties, attempting to look away, but moving his eyes ever so slightly to look at the scene in front of him. Extending his arm out to give them to you. You grasped them harshly, groaning at the situation once again. David tried to sound serious as he cleared his throat and began to speak, “ I’m sorry for disturbing you ma’am.” He almost giggled, biting down on his lip. “ David-“ you said in your real voice, “ please get the fuck out.” With that he nodded, closing the door. Once the door was shut, and he left the room, he let out his giggles, “ No wonder ‘he’s’ been so bitchy.” Emphasising hilariously on the “he” before going back to his bed.

[reblogginqueen]

Richard Madden Favorites Archive:

Richard Madden:

Imagines:

Got a Bit Too Real ~ Written By: @itty-bitty-dancer

Big Sister ~ Written By: @storiesforallfandoms

Everybody Knows Now ~ Written By: @guess-my-next-obsession

Night Light ~ Written By: @rocketrhap3000

Home Sweet Home ~ Written By: @rocketrhap3000

Series:

None here yet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Blurbs/Drabbles:

None here yet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Cosimo De’ Medici:

Imagines:

None here yet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Series:

None here yet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Blurbs/Drabbles:

None here yet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

(PS) David Budd:

Imagines:

Without A Word ~ Written By: @justauthoring

Series:

Protector ~ Written By: @storiesforallfandoms

Blurbs/Drabbles:

I’ve got you ~ Written By: @writingfortoomanyfandoms

Ikaris:

Imagines:

Fly Baby ~ Written By: @mcubrunette

Baby Cakes ~ Written By: @mcubrunette

Look at the Sky ~ Written By: @iguana-eyanna

Series:

None here yet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Blurbs/Drabbles:

None here yet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Prince Kit:

Imagines:

None here yet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Series:

The Accidental Princess ~ Written By: @beananacake

Blurbs/Drabbles:

None here yet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Robb Stark:

Imagines:

None here yet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Series:

King and Queen in the North ~ Written By: @guess-my-next-obsession

Duty ~ Written By: @asongofmarvelanddc

Blurbs/Drabbles:

None here yet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[scmediafest]

Happy Monday! We’re dropping some groovy fics today, if we do say so ourselves. We’ve got magic, music, love letters, reluctant superheroes, and more! This bunch definitely strikes all the right chords. 

If you’re following along with the daily releases and want to track your progress,  you can find the latest updates in this Google Sheet!

🎵

The Enchantment Umbrage

[David/Patrick - E - 25,361]

The prompt: David Rose has always believed in fairy tales. So it’s no wonder then that he’s spent his career crafting them on the long-running reality dating show Ever After. When the show casts disgraced tech wunderkind Patrick Brewer as its star.

Patrick doesn’t believe in true love, and only agreed to the show as a last-ditch effort to rehabilitate his image. But they begin to open up to each other, and Patrick realizes he has better chemistry with David than with any of his female co-stars. But even reality TV has a script, and in order to find to happily ever after, they’ll have to reconsider whose love story gets told.

From the book blurb for The Charm Offensive by Alison Cochran, which just has a wonderful David and Patrick vibe to it.

*🎵*

you never shined so brightly

[David/Patrick - T - 23,226]

Large, broad hands with silver-ringed fingers stroke at the keys in a blur. Patrick’s eyes trace up the hunched over curve of his spine, clad in a black suit that blends in with the dark ambiance of the room. The man’s lips are parted slightly as he plays, full body leaning into each chord progression.

Patrick’s heart crescendos in his chest at the same time as the melody.

OR

A La La Land AU in which Patrick is the aspiring actor and David is the struggling musician.

*🎵*

Stab: The Elmsboro Murders

[David/Patrick - M - 7,487]

Someone in Elmsboro is terrorizing teens. Finally, the story that journalist David Rose can use to get his big break. If only deputy sheriff Patrick Brewer would answer his questions instead of blocking him at every turn and distracting him with those big, dumb, earnest eyes of his.

*🎵*

always and forever, twyla sands

[Alexis/Twyla - NR - 4,896]

Twyla hasn’t spoken to Alexis Rose in years. Not since she kissed her during a game of spin the bottle in seventh grade, effectively ruining their friendship.

Since then it’s been passive aggressive comments in the hallway over her blouses and disdainful glances in between classes.

Well, except for now.

Because right now, Alexis is standing in front of her, with a confused wide-eyed expression that reminds Twyla of her seventh grade crush on her former best friend. And in her hands is an envelope —

A soft pink envelope covered in Hello Kitty stickers with Alexis’s name written on it in glitter gel pen.

Oh god.

Twyla’s gonna faint.

--

Or To All the Boys I've Loved Before the Twylexis Remix

*🎵*

canned heat in my heels tonight

[Alexis/Twyla - T - 4,130]

@Karen666: I've been watching #DWTS for decades. It has always been family-friendly entertainment. And just like the Biden Administration has ruined everything else, now they and the liberal media have ruined #DWTS!!

@BootyfulBecca: @DancingABC @LilBitAlexis @TwirlingTwyla WHAT'S THE TEAM HASHTAG OMG??

@DancingABC: @BootyfulBecca #LilBitTwylexis is what you're looking for!

The internet has a lot to say about Alexis Rose and Twyla Sands, the first same-sex dance couple on Dancing With The Stars.

*🎵* 

The Kiss That Kills

[David/Patrick - T - 4,074]

When Patrick asks out his long term crush, his best friend David is there to listen to him talk through the details and, when certain doubts emerge, offer some help of his own. Patrick's reaction to David's assistance leads to some surprising revelations.

Written for the SC Media Fest and inspired by the movie Some Kind of Wonderful.

*🎵*

got a knack for burning bridges down

[Alexis/Stevie - T - 3,794]

Stevie Budd is a private investigator and reluctant superhero. Alexis Rose is her childhood best friend and newly powered. They have their issues, but find themselves working a case together.

Inspired by Marvel's Jessica Jones series

*🎵*

Stardust

[David/Patrick - NR - 3,141]

Patrick had just about finished packing his desk; the movers were coming in a few days to bring the contents of the apartment to the cottage. He picked up the rogue books on the bottom shelf of his nightstand then went over to David’s side to do the same, adding the small stack of personal journals David had to his pile. As he turned to the box sitting on his desk, the top journal slipped, weathered spine opening on impact. Placing the remaining tomes in the box, he reached over to retrieve it when he recognized the poem on a taped piece of paper. His fingers grazed the page, heartstrings pulling.

*🎵*

Into your heart I'll beat again

[David/Patrick - M - 1,695]

Patrick is inspired to add a song to their wedding reception playlist without David's approval.

Patrick wants to tell David all about how it makes him feel.

*🎵*

[Podfic] You Can Still Be Free

[David/Patrick - E - 03h:03m:31:s]

There were certainly prescient hints about David’s obligation to follow all commands given to him. For one, his own irritability over wanting to say no sometimes but seemingly being unable to do so.

A modern-day AU in which David is cursed to follow any command he’s given, and the stark, rippling consequences of such a burden. Inspired by Ella Enchanted.

*🎵* 

CREATORS: If your works were released today, please don't forget to update your posting date!

[spellbound-banshee]

Celebrity Christmas Blurbs :)

just some Christmas Preferences from some of my favorite celebrities and their characters! i’ll continue with some of my favorite celebrities and their characters ; i apologize if you don’t like some of these people, but i had a lot of fun writing this, i hope y’all enjoy! it’s quite long so i’ll put a cut :)

- Tom Holland -

Spending Christmas time with the Hollands was definitely something to remember. It was your first time meeting his brothers, and they instantly took a liking to you, especially Paddy as he was fascinated by your storytelling. He’s obviously the best gift-giver, and he totally got you something cheesy like a calendar of memories or a photo album. You got him something equally as cheesy and after everyone opened their presents you cuddled for the rest of the night in your ugly sweaters watching Christmas movies. Everyone had fallen asleep on the couch except for Sam and Harry, so you both decided to go upstairs and... continue the rest of the night. You could hear Sam and Harry’s gagging noises and it just made you two laugh harder as he pinched your butt on the way up.

Peter Parker

Peter literally dies laughing when he sees you in your light-up ugly sweater that May decided to pick out. You just blushed and whined “baaaaabe” as he continued to laugh at you. Since it was freezing and snowing outside, you both decided it would be a good idea to stay indoors. Since he’d been exposed, it would be for the best anyway; you could tell he was down about that though, so you decided to make this the best Christmas ever. He’d chosen a couple of Star Wars movies to watch, and though he couldn’t see the new one you more than made up for it. You did the cheesy things like bake cookies with messy fingers and dance around to overplayed Christmas music. At the end of the day, you both fell asleep pretty early due to the sugar crash, cuddled up next to each other with Star Wars: The Force Awakens playing in the background.

- Rami Malek -

Elliot Alderson (Pre-S4 Spoilers iykyk)

Elliot was never the biggest fan of Christmas. He didn’t really have any memories of them, and honestly he didn’t want to. Your Christmas together was quite low-key, you both got each other something small and simple and took the day to avoid most Christmas movies playing on a loop. It soon turned into a game as you avoided everything on the Christmas channels; eventually he relaxes enough to let you cuddle him. It didn’t really feel like Christmas, more like a freezing cold capitalized day in the apartment.

Merriel “Snafu” Shelton

He would do his best to celebrate Christmas when he was in the army, but nothing compares to Christmas with you. He would buy you something cheeky like Christmas lingerie and make love to you as much as he could before the family came home. You two would have Christmas dinner with the family and eventually you two got way too drunk. Since you were both home, you fell asleep quickly on the bed, a simple Christmas goes a long way for Merriel.

- Bill Hader -

This man would be the absolute sweetest on Christmas. Christmas Eve would just be for the two of you, exchanging some presents early on, spending time in the snow and making love by the fireplace. On Christmas Day, his daughters would come over and spend the whole day with you. Of course, you got them something and Bill practically spoiled them with toys and “gadgets” galore. They nearly overdosed on Christmas Cookies and were asleep by 8pm, both carried to their beds and sleeping soundly by 8:30. For the rest of the night, you and Bill exchanged presents and cuddled on the couch, watching what was left of the Christmas movies and sipping on the last of Red Wine.

- Richard Madden -

David Budd

This man deserves all the love in the world. Of course, he’s a bit sensitive after asking for help, so you just spend most of the day cuddling each other and drifting in and out of sleep. He got you something extremely heartfelt and beautiful, and of course you would get him the same; your Christmas was simple and that’s the way you both liked it. The kids would also come over and they would be playing with their new toys as you both watched with love in your eyes, exchanging occasional kisses here and there. At the end of the night he would say something super cheesy like: “I can’t wait to give you my real present” in that thick accent and you would just snort.

- Timothee Chalamet -

My bOY Timothee Chalamet. He knows Little Women came out on Christmas, and he knows how much you want to see it. Even though he saw it at the premier, he reluctantly agrees and shields his eyes every time he comes on screen. You had to go to one of the earlier showings so a lot of people wouldn’t be there, and your plan worked out semi-successfully. At the end Timothee found you crying and just held you closer, kissing you on the cheek gently. On the walk home, you were hand in hand, talking about how much you loved the movie and everything about it. He loved to listen. By the time you got home you had a whole Christmas feast ready and exchanged presents; he got you a hard copy of your favorite movie (based on the book) and you got him a peach (as a gag gift) and something cute like a photo album of your years spend together. After you both had your espresso and were both full of chocolate cookies, you held each other by the fire and passed out, engulfed in the scent of candy canes and each other.

- Anton Yelchin -

Pavel Chekov

Rest his soul. Pavel Chekov is the sweetest man alive, he’s just a little bean boy who deserves nothing but love and affection. I don’t even know if they celebrate Christmas in Star Trek cuz I’m uneducated but here we go. You’d been dating for a couple of months and it was your first Christmas on the Enterprise, so Chekov wanted to make it extra special. He woke you up with warm cocoa and a kiss on the forehead, making sure to take all the time he wanted. After your breakfast, he pulled his gift from under the bed, handing it to you and looking at you with eager and curious eyes. It was what the stars looked like the day you met; the gesture made you tear up just a bit. He would say something cute like: “That was the day I knew you were the one” in that cute little accent of his. The rest of the holiday would be spent eating cookies he’d made at midnight for you both to enjoy and avoiding Kirk to get out of working. It was simple, but stress-free and warm, just as you two had imagined it.

- Adam Driver -

He may be super timid about Christmas in general but since you’re his new girlfriend he decides to make the most out of it. You spend the morning with his son, watching in amusement as he plays with his new toys, running up to you both and giving you a big hug. Once Joanne picked him up, you had the rest of you day to yourself, and he immediately attacked your lips. Since Star Wars IX had come out, he’d been doing press for what seemed like years; now, he was alone with you. He more than made up for it when he took you all over the house, holding each other close after each round and making up for lost time. You exchanged gifts somewhere in between, you’d gotten him his lightsaber from the Star Wars set that J.J. said you could gift to him. He’d gotten a bit emotional as he held in it his hands, a wide and nerdy smile spreading across his face. He got you tickets to Disney World, somewhere you’d always wanted to go, especially to see what they’d done with Star Wars Land. Honestly, he was curious too. You hadn’t cooked anything special so you decided to order take-out and have a laugh over it, watching cheesy Christmas movies and holding each other until sleep took you both over.

Kylo Ren/Ben Solo

Do they celebrate Christmas in Star Wars? I don’t care. Ben had never really celebrated Christmas, he didn’t have the time or a loving parental figure to help him. That’s where you came in. You’d definitely been the one to change Ben a bit, you softened him up and carefully dragged him closer to the Light Side; he never protested. You didn’t really get him anything nor did he get you anything, you mostly just held each other and kept him from doing anything other than being in bed. You made him Christmas cookies, a thing he chuckled gently at as you continued to hold each other through the holiday. It wasn’t much different from other days, just more affectionate and safe.

[avenging-fandoms]

Love promt, 54 with David Budd please 🥺

54: “ I can’t stand the thought of losing you. ” -

david’s nail was nearly gone on his thumb as he waited to hear the front door open. no text, call, anything from you since the night before. he knew you worked night shifts, but you were supposed to check in and supposed to be home 2 hours ago, yet not a word from you. 

david called your work, and they said you left hours ago. he knows that you weren’t cheating, you both loved each other too much to ever do that to one another. he didn’t want to think the worst, and he buried it into the back of his mind. 

tears formed in the ducts of his eyes, clenching his phone in his hand. he laid back against the couch, closing his eyes and whispering how bad he wanted you to be okay. 

what felt like a year turned out to be an hour, and you stumbled into the apartment, lips bleeding and knees scraped and bruises. “what the fuck?” david rushed over, holding you up and holding your jaw, studying you. “what happened? who did this to you?”

“i..i don’t know. they came up behind me. they sh-shoved me down, and kicked my side” you gasp, david picking you up bridal style and rushing you upstairs. he sat you on the counter, leaning against the mirror. he took off your pants and shirt, studying your injuries. there was a huge bruise forming on your left side, your knees scraped back, lips cracked and bleed. you gasp, coughing and wincing. 

“love you might have a broken rib. i can hear you not being able to breathe” david panicked, eyes flickering in between yourself. you nod, gasping for air. he wraps you in a blanket, carefully carrying you into his car. he sped to the hospital, going way over the speed limit. “please, my wife was attacked on the sidewalk, i think she might have a broken rib, please help” he begged and the nurses nod, asking medical question about you that david answered, speed walking with the nurses. 

“we’re going to take her in for an x-ray and let you know right away if there is a broken rib or not. please wait in here” the nurse showed him to a room and he thanked her, sitting in the chair. 20 minutes later, you’re wheeled in on a bed with IVs and a NC, with a heart monitor. david stood up, talking to the nurse who confirmed a broken rib. she also told him how the police were on the way to investigate. 

“thank you” he sniffled and she nodded, heading to another patient. he walked into your room, holding your face and kissing your cheek softly. you stir, opening your eyes softly and wincing when you try to move. “no no no, don’t move, my love. you’ve got a broken rib” you look up at him, tears in your eyes as your chin quivers. “oh don’t cry, you’re okay” he presses his forehead against yours, the both of you crying. “i thought i lost you when you didn’t answer for a while. i can’t stand the thought of losing you”

“you..you’ll never lose me, david” you breathe, kissing him softly. “i’m hungry”

david laughs, nodding and kissing your forehead. “okay. i’ll go down to the cafe and get you something. don’t go anywhere” you roll your eyes and smile. david finds a yogurt, sandwich and water. he comes back up to the room where you’re fast asleep. he smiles, sitting down next to you. he holds your head, looking at you and squeezing your hand before falling asleep himself as well.

[writingfortoomanyfandoms]

Could you write something like the scene where David tried to shoot himself and the reader being like vicky? I jnderstand if not, this can be hard because its already a scene so😊

I’m not overly sure about this one but I hope that it’s at least a little bit what you wanted - also it’s been a while since I watched Bodyguard or wrote for David eek

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“Holy shit,” Y/N breathed, her eyes were wide as she took in the sight of David’s bloody face, having taken off the cap he was wearing initially to hide it.

There were dark circles under his eyes, which looked deadened and completely exhausted. Upon seeing Y/N’s reactions, tears filled David’s eyes.

“Holy shit,” she repeated. “That better not be what I think that’s from, Dave,” she tried to control her voice the best she could, her eyes focused entirely on the wound in the side of her head.

David didn’t reply, giving Y/N all the answers that she needed.

“Sit down,” she whispered, gesturing to the table, her hands shaking. “Sit down!” She repeated when David made no move to do as she instructed.

“I-I’m sorry,” he got out, his breathing rapid.

“Just sit down - let me look after you, okay?” Her voice was far more gentle than before, she placed one of her shaking hands onto his shoulder and guided him into one of the chairs at her kitchen table.

Y/N rushed quickly back to his side with her first aid kit in hand. 

“Turn a little for me?” She asked quietly after having cleaned it out. David did as instructed without saying a word. “Wanna tell me why?” David shook his head, eyes dropping to the ground.

“I failed,” the words broke out of him, almost seeming as though he hadn’t intended to say them.

“Dave-”

“I did.” He insisted and it broke Y/N’s heart to see the tears sliding down his cheeks. “I failed to keep her safe - she died because of me.”

[vostokovasmelina]

whom i write for.

here are all the characters i enjoy writing for (and/or don’t write for on any other blog)

italics - characters i feel most comfortable writing for

mcu

steve rogers

peter parker

bucky barnes

sam wilson

thor odinson

wanda maximoff

natasha romanoff

yelena belova

carol danvers

hope van dyne

maria hill

mj

star wars

rey

finn

poe dameron

leia organa

han solo

cassian andor

bodhi rook

luke skywalker

obi-wan kenobi

padmé amidala

jyn erso

peaky blinders

thomas shelby

arthur shelby

john shelby

michael gray

isaiah jesus

ada shelby

alfie solomons

shadow and bone

kaz brekker

jesper fahey

inej ghafa

mal oretsev

nina zenik

matthias helvar

genya safin

les misérables

enjolras

marius pontmercy

éponine thénardier

harry potter

harry potter

cedric diggory

draco malfoy

hermione granger

luna lovegood

remus lupin

sirius black

james potter

george weasley

fred weasley

ginny weasley

game of thrones / a song of ice and fire

margaery tyrell

daenerys targaryen

cersei lannister

jaime lannister

robb stark

the witcher

geralt of rivia

yennefer of vengerberg

jaskier

queen calanthe

tissaia de vries

triss merigold

miss peregrine’s home for peculiar children

jacob portman

emma bloom

enoch o’connor

alma lefay peregrine

itv’s endeavour

endeavour morse

peter jakes

sex education

maeve wiley

aimee gibbs

jackson marchetti

ola nyman

adam groff

killing eve

villanelle

eve polastri

kenny stowton

bodyguard

david budd

julia montague

note: if you miss someone from this list, you can recommend them, but i might refuse to write for them for certain reasons! thank you for understanding, have a great day xx

also note:

i do NOT write smut/inc*st/p*dophilia

i only write for a female reader because that’s what i feel comfortable with, even though i try my best to make the reader gender neutral

i am okay with discussing dark subjects and mental health in my writing, but i definitely will NOT glorify any of these issues

bigotry is NOT welcome on this blog

i write:

headcanons

one-shots/imagines (i still clearly don’t know the difference; everything that is not a headcanon or preference and is longer than a blurb counts as a one-shot for me lmao)

preferences (a maximum of 5 characters per request)

blurbs

song drabbles

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[mavspeed]

brokeback mountain Eggvid AU, except they're not married to other women, and they don't die - also Eggsy hates horses, but David teaches him to think they're less than okay, and (insert character inspired by Rocketman!Bernie Taupin) is a cowboy whose friends with Eggsy. Probably more of a God's Own Country AU actually, but David teaches Eggsy how to ride a horse. Here is a blurb I wrote (yes I just copied and pasted God's Own Country and added eggvid to it).

Eggsy Unwin works long hours in brutal isolation on his family's remote farm (think Harry Hart and Wolverine are his fathers) in the north of England. He numbs the daily frustration of his lonely existence with nightly binge-drinking at the local pub and casual sex. When a handsome Scottish worker David Budd arrives to take up temporary work on the family farm, Eggsy suddenly finds himself having to deal with emotions he has never felt before. 2/?

An intense relationship forms between the two which could change Eggsy's life forever. Also some things to add, Eggsy hates horses, like absolutely HATES THEM, and he learns to think they're okay through David (whose a mixture of David Budd but also Oliver Mellors (lady Chatterley's Lover)). 3/?

this sounds fucking incredible, you should absolutely make this into a fic. im down for any au with eggvid in it, and a goc au with eggvid sounds absolutely amazing!! i must admit ive never watched lady chatterley’s lover (and nor will i ever watch it) but i’ll take your word for it.