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tegerton · 1 year

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Dude, duuuuuuuuuuuuuuude! Does anyone even remember me? Sorry for the very long hiatus, but I’m dipping my toes back into fanfic writing. Hopefully I’m not too rusty. What better way to come back with trying out an original story, that’s right this bad boy is coming from my head.

You can all thank @justsomerandomfanfic for waking me up. Seriously, thank you so much for liking my writing. It means the world (I thought my writing was pretty bad not gonna lie haha) but I am so glad I can make someone’s day with it! Apologies in advance. Please let me know if I should add any specific warnings! Hearts, reblogs, and comments are lovely!

I am going to try and attempt a GN reader x Eggsy (please let me know if I need to fix anything)

Eggsy x GN Reader

Word Count: A little over 1k

Warnings: Implied fighting and not so great friends (it’s not too bad tho)

It was supposed to be just a chill night out with some friends at a rather less crowded bar. Yeah it was anything but that. Once the words “Manners, maketh, man.” were thrown into the mix and all bets were off the table. Various objects like tables, chairs, and umbrellas went flying as their eyes scanned to find various things.

1. Find a safe exit (The front doors had been barricaded shut, but there’s got to be an emergency exit somewhere in this dump).

2. Stick with the people you know.

3. Get out.

After a few close attempts the group decided to book it for an exit that was in the back of the little kitchen in the bar. The friends left in a hurry not giving their final remaining friend a clear plan.

“Thanks guys! Thanks for not TELLING ME THE PLAN!” The tone was in the midst of transitioning from rather annoyed to fearing for their life. But rather than hearing screams and carious grunts the room was eerily silent. It’s at this moment that they realized someone just saw their outburst. Turning to face the one man army they noticed the umbrella that had been previously used to take out at least half of the patrons in the bar who are currently laying on the ground. “Put the umbrella down.” The rather well dressed man slowly followed orders as he gently placed his Kingsman umbrella onto the floor. “Now, unlock the doors.” With some loud clicking the entrance was now unlocked. “Ok I’m going to leave.” It was an agonizingly slow exit as they never turned their back on the stranger.

“Sorry I ruined your night out.” Once his accent came out their heart dropped just the tiniest bit, it didn’t help that he sheepishly scratched the back of his neck exposing a rather good physique in the muscles of his arms.

“No, do not try to play the cute guy card with me.” Their hands pressed onto their hips as the shortness of breath from the entire situation finally caught up. A strained sigh came over as the lights reflecting off the rainy pavements were not helping.

“The cute card?” His hands fixed his suit as he finally exited the bar smoothly opening the umbrella right over both of their heads. “I’d rather say I’m just charming in general.” His wink was met with a side eye. “Alright I kind of get the sense that maybe I did something wrong.”

“Hmmmm I’m not sure let me go ask someone in the bar if they know,” It was the fake walk back to the bar that made him chuckle. “Oh yeah that’s right, they’re all passed out!”

“Would it make you feel better if I said I was Batman or something?”

“Batman doesn’t fight crime dressed like Bruce Wayne.”

“Batman isn’t Bruce Wayne.” The seriousness in his voice just made the joke even better. Their eyes rolled with a smile as a well deserved slug was met on his shoulder. “Let’s start over,” He offered his hand for a shake. “Eggsy.”

“Eggsy?” The bridge of their nose scrunched up in thought. “I haven’t been in the UK that long but I will admit that’s the most unique name I’ve come across so far.”

“Well my real name is Gary but I go by Eggsy!” His face was beaming as he explained the story of his nickname. On the other hand the poor bystander was just wanting to go home.

“Yeah that’s really cool and all but I kind of need to get home.” It was their polite yet desperate grimace and the shuffling of feet that made Eggsy connect the dots. Maybe don’t go straight for someone you’re interested in right after making them think they were your next victim. The string of muttered curses that left his lips made it hard to not fall deeper into the surprisingly chill and trendy guy. “Y/N, forgot to tell you. That’s my name.” Finally learning the mystery person’s name gave Eggsy a little faith that he wasn’t a complete failure with charming someone.

“That has to be the weirdest name I’ve ever heard.”

“Oh shut up!” In what would be the weirdest of situations the two found light at the end of the tunnel, a blossoming friendship that Eggsy only dreamed would turn into something else only with time. “No but seriously I have work at 7AM, I need sleep.”

“Do you need a ride?” A part of Eggsy was holding onto hope that the offer would be accepted but he knew the chances were slim.

“As much fun as that sounds, I drove here.” Y/N held up their keys as they pressed the lock button a couple of times causing the car to beep back. “Thanks for the offer.” The night was cold as they rubbed their hands together. “I hope to never see you pissed off at a bar ever again.” A cheesy smile was plastered on their face as Eggsy’s face flushed slightly but due to the cold weather he was able to hide it.

“Yeah hopefully next time we meet, it isn’t like this.” Y/N’s head turned towards him as they laughed a bit.

“What do you want my number or something?” The laugh died fairly quickly as they noticed the look on his face.

“I mean, I wouldn’t be opposed.” He gently kicked a nearby rock. After a quick number exchange the two finally went their separate ways. Y/N noticed the number scribbled on the back of some business card as they slipped it over for further inspection.

“Kingsman?” Some store they had never heard of as they just got in their car and headed back to their apartment. Opening the door their roommate came barreling through giving them a hug.

“Oh my gosh, I was so worried when we lost you at the bar!” Y/N’s shoulders slumped into the hug.

“Yeah you guys were real worried alright.” The tone and sentiment were definitely called for especially since nobody even reached out to help. Not wanting to give it the light of day Y/N just went to their own little room and locked the door. That whole friends thing was for another day, but not now.

The next morning was uneventful as their shift went by with nothing really special happening. Not a bad day, not a good day, just a day. But hey at least the customer’s weren’t the absolute worst today.

“Can I clock out?” The manager slightly jumped in her seat not noticing their hire, engrossed in their emails.

“Oh yeah, thanks for your help.” And with the okay to leave it was a race to find somewhere to get food. With food on the brain, they almost passed something until a shiny golden logo caught their eye. It was the Kingsman store, Y/N took a peek through the window to see what exactly was being sold there but was met with Eggsy who sat across from another man dressed up just like him.

“No way.”

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tegerton · 3 years

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Eggsy

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tegerton · 4 years

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Hi I know nothing about Eggsy BUT I love and support you so you know I gotta drop something. So maybe?? Reader steals an item of his clothing, ridiculous antics and fluff ensue (this is so not descriptive and as a fellow fanfic writer on side blogs I am so so sorry but ily bby)

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This is the perfect idea bby!!! Thank u so much and I miss u!!! Road trips are eventful for writing. Like, reblog, requests open!

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Sometimes it's a feeling of rush, maybe laziness, or perhaps even longing. It was a mixture of all three in this case. Y/N not only was late to pick up some food for her and Eggsy tonight but it also was raining and she didn't want to walk back up the stairs for some dumb coat.

"It's not that bad." Opening the door she was met with what looked like a literal shower. "Nevermind." Closing the door she looked towards the coat rack where Eggsy had left his bright orange suit coat. "That'll work." She slipped on the odd choice of fashion.

"I'm just doing a pick up order, no one will care." She spoke to no one in particular before hopping in her car and heading to the restaurant. As the scent of the jacket sunk in she sighed.

Eggsy had been working non stop at his job. He had made the excuse up that he worked as a tailor but Y/N had a feeling it was a bit more than that. But based on better judgment, decided to not talk about it. He never came home with any signed that he cheated on her so she was calm on that aspect.

As the jacket shifted she felt something sharp in one of the pockets as she took out a pair of Eggsy's glasses. "I told him he left his glasses in his pocket." She grumbled setting them down next to her. After a few minutes of driving she finally had obtained the food as started to head back to the apartment.

"Galahad?" She heard in her car and began to panic wondering where the voice came from until she noticed the glasses.

"What the-"

"Galahad!" She was startled and quickly put the glasses on.

"Hello?" The glasses look normal until the lenses changed into a screen showcasing the point of view of some man. The person seemed to be sitting at a desk with some screens in front of them.

"Who is this?" She began to panic.

"Who is this?" Not wanting to give personal information away the mystery person began to interrogate her.

"How did you get the glasses?" Her skin turned white.

"They aren't mine, I found them in my boyfriend's jacket!" The person sighed deeply.

"Y/N, I presume."

"How do you know my name?!"

"I work with your boyfriend Galahad." Her brows furrowed in confusion.

"Who?"

"Apologies, Eggsy." She immediately felt better knowing that he knew Eggsy.

"About Eggsy, do you know where he is." At this point she had arrived at the apartment. Walking to the door to only be met with Eggsy running out of the house. "Nevermind found him." She took off the glasses as Eggsy smiled guiltily.

"Hey luv." He scratched the back of his neck as she gave him a forced smile.

"Hi Galahad." A long string of curses came from Eggsy. "I have food, why don’t we go in and you tell me what is going on."

"Sounds like a plan." He opened the door for her, allowing her to go in first. The talk went surprisingly well as he warned Y/N about the stakes and rules of the Kingsman.

"Now that you know, people will try to use you against me, so it is best if you listen to everything that Harry, Merlin, and I say." The girl nodded her head. She learned about the mission to stop Valentine and that the man who spoke to her through the glasses was Merlin.

"Got it, just don’t let anything like." She pointed to the glasses. "That happen again."

"Promise luv!" He winked before looking at his bright orange coat on the girl. "Missed me that much huh?" He wiggled his eyebrows as she glared at him.

"I did until your glasses started to talk to me." He laughed the joke before bringing her in by the collar of his jacket. His arms made their way to her waist as he held her close to him. She reluctantly replied with wrapping arms around his neck as he prepped her neck with soft kisses before capturing her lips in a long passionate kiss.

"We gotta get you your own jacket, orange looks great on you."

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tegerton · 4 years

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Hii, can I request a Taron Egerton x actress!reader? Were there maybe filming kingsman and she gets badly injured? Thank you 💛

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Thank you for the first request! Hope you like it! Requests are open! Like and reboot!

Y/N and Taron had been filming Kingsman for what feels like years. They both loved the job but the psychical part of the job made their bodies cry for help. It was a very draining process of working out prior to filming and having to do several takes of choreographed fighting.

Fortunately for Y/N she didn't have as large of a role as Taron which meant not as much work, and man did she drill that in him.

"Okay Y/N you're done for now, Taron let's get set up for scene 45." As she left for her trailer she made sure to brag about her break.

"Sucker!" He just rolled his eye with a grin flipping her off before heading to the next set piece.

Y/N was chilling in her trailer before her agent warned her about the director switching plans and wanting to do some of her own scenes that involved some rigs and pickers.

"Oh no," She looked at the large contraption in front of her. "Is there anything I should be worried about?" She asked the crew.

"You should be just fine!" They were encouraging as she just went with it. She was doing perfectly fine until one of the last sets of flips when she landed in an awkward position. Her eyes widened as she felt the tear of what was most likely the muscle Achilles tendon.

"Y/N, you okay?!" The director's tone was scared being able to see her expression changed.

"I think I pulled something!" She yelled back as she tried to put weight onto her left foot. Immediately standing onto the right one. "Yeah I can't really stand on it!" If things couldn’t get worse in walks Taron all ready in his suit for a party scene.

"I see you finally got the guts to actually work." He winked knowing that the two of them joked about having to use the pickers.

"Yeah about that," She knew Taron would either be very protective or make fun on her and she desperately hoped it was the first one. "I might have sprained my ankle." Taron winced probably knowing the feeling from previous work in this industry.

"Are you okay?" He quickly came forward as crew members helped her get out of the vest and deadlifted her onto a bench.

"I hope so." Some people came with ice as two of the crew members were asking questions.

"Can you try standing on it again and tell us exactly where it hurts?" She nodded as they helped her up.

"Oh man." She mumbled under her breath as the pain washed over. "All around my ankle and near the bottom of my calf." As quick as she could she sat down as they left to tell the medics what had happened. Taron quickly sat next to her.

"You know I'm never going to let you forget this?" He smiled trying to lighten the mood.

"I was counting on it." She said sarcastically. Taron quickly took a picture of her as she glared at the camera.

"I'm going to use that picture for your birthday post!" She pouted.

"No! Taron I swear once my leg gets better I'm going to give you a swift kick to the shin."

"Do it love, maybe we can have matching injuries then." She laughed as he placed a loving kiss on the top of her head. "Get better love."

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