#Canon: Gary Unwin

[justmoreocs-writing]

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Getting caught hacking into an organisation that prides itself on secrecy probably wasn’t Lily’s best idea, even if in her eyes there was a good reason for it. She’d heard rumours of people being recruited after that kind of thing, but she never expected it to come true for her. Only after joining did she realise that perhaps that wasn’t exactly the thing she’d needed to do. But, while she loves being part of the tech team, part of her longs to be doing something more. To become an agent even if somebody blocks her way every time.

Being recruited for the Kingsman tests wasn’t something that had ever been on Eggsy’s radar; even after his meeting with Harry, he wondered if perhaps the whole thing hadn’t been a dream. And yet, as he starts the training with other candidates, Eggsy realises that perhaps actually getting the coveted place with Kingsman wouldn’t be so bad. Sure, he might miss some of the other candidates come the end, but he’d be doing something good. Something that would make his parents proud and help him make sure his family was safe. And that was important.

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Listen To Your Hart Introduction

Getting caught hacking into an organisation that prides itself on secrecy probably wasn’t Lily’s best idea, even if in her eyes there was a good reason for it. She’d heard rumours of people being recruited after that kind of thing, but she never expected it to come true for her. Only after joining did she realise that perhaps that wasn’t exactly the thing she’d needed to do. But, while she loves being part of the tech team, part of her longs to be doing something more. To become an agent even if somebody blocks her way every time.

Being recruited for the Kingsman tests wasn’t something that had ever been on Eggsy’s radar; even after his meeting with Harry, he wondered if perhaps the whole thing hadn’t been a dream. And yet, as he starts the training with other candidates, Eggsy realises that perhaps actually getting the coveted place with Kingsman wouldn’t be so bad. Sure, he might miss some of the other candidates come the end, but he’d be doing something good. Something that would make his parents proud and help him make sure his family was safe. And that was important.

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[retiredficwriter]

me? being tagged by @jetsteelyourheart ?? what an honor!

just like the top 5 favorite characters: Make a poll with 5 of your favorite rarepairs/crackships. See which one is everyone's favorite!

i became too invested in this. some of these ships i haven't thought in years, so it was nice to relive the times i was obsessed with them. i narrowed it to one ship per media/fandom and just like my tag-buddy, I'll provide my questionable reasons/propaganda.

REASONS/PROPAGANDA

Sydney Sage/Trey Juarez:

so when i was first reading bloodlines, i read online that sydney gets a human boyfriend in book 2. i had heard about brayden but never in the context of HIM being the boyfriend, so i thought he was the random dude in book 1 (wasn't he, unironically, called hayden??) who asked sydney out. i was theorizing who that boyfriend would be until my brain went: "omg.... IS IT TREY??" and got soo hyped. i loved their interaction in book 1 and thought exploring them in a romantic setting would be so interesting, especially with the implication of trey having a major role. they are so similar (growing up in a cult, daddy issues, both being smart) and yet, trey has some adrian-like traits?? charming, popular in the dating pool, laidback... and it would create some tension between sydrian??? imagine adrian watching trey and sydney date and feeling discouraged because she found a human "version" of him?? and with trey being a warrior, he would try to get sydney to have the alchemist side with them and push the "moroi are evil" narrative, creating more doubts for sydney to rebel! BUT THEN SYDNEY HELPS TREY REBEL AGAINST THE WARRIORS!!

i love their friendship as is, and know for a fact they wouldn't last that long but man... i would have eat up their failed romance.

bonus point for an adrian/sydney/trey polycule

Rachel Berry/Sam Evans:

ah yes. my first ever rarepair. since that one episode in season 2 where she and finn helped sam with his young siblings, i fell in love with them. if you were in the glee fandom, you know every single couple was problematic one way or the other (this is the writers' fault). yet somehow, every relationship sam was in, it was the healthiest the woman he was with ever had. and i wanted that for rachel! i ate all the crumbs this show gave me, which were... almost nonexistent. the big difference between this rarepair and the others on this poll is that, in the show's final season, THEY BECAME CANON. I WAS SO HAPPY. they were very unpopular because it came out of nowhere and the writers only put them together to give rachel a love interest for the final season (and give the storyline they planned for finn to someone else), which... fair. but he was so caring, encouraging her to follow her dreams and telling her the tough truth about things she didn't want to hear. it was so good to see rachel heal from finn and her failed broadway dreams while with sam. (also she was less insufferable with him).

but then, ha... they broke up on the third to last episode of the series. so she could be with jesse who showed up out of nowhere on that same episode, after he "left" 4-3 seasons ago. don't get me wrong - i love st. berry! jonathan groff and lea michelle have chemistry! love ambitious broadway wannabes being a power couple! but why not, i don't know, put the storyline she had with sam with jesse instead so it could be more organic and avoid crushing my dreams???

i'm fine. not bitter at all. I'M FINE. I'M F-

Clarisse La Rue/Silena Beauregard (PJO):

this isn't a rarepair compared to the previous two, but within the pjo fandom, it isn't as popular (surprisingly?? at least in ao3. i'm so out of the loop). first time reading pjo, little old only thought of clarisse and silena as best friends. but as i got older and read more fan analysis of the series, i realized the tragedy of these two. either 1) clarisse had an unrequited crush 2) they dated and didn't work out 3) it was a failed situationship. the daughter of ares, the girl people in camp-half blood are so scared of because she is mean to everyone and can (and will) beat the shit out of them, had a wholesome friendship with the daughter of aphrodite, and one of the nicest people in the camp?? and this friendship appeared because silena helped clarisse with her "boy problems"??? and then clarisse basically protected and comforted silena after what happened with charlie?? no spoilers for those who haven't read the books, but they parallel a famous greek mythology couple and their ending hurts. still love silena/charlie, but god... poor clarisse...

can't wait to keep rereading the books and suffer once i get to their part!

Gary "Eggsy" Unwin/Roxy Morton (Kingsman)

everyone prefers hartwin and merlin/eggsy, but i can't help but love mortwin. i watched the first movie and loved their small moments. loved how they bonded over being the underdogs in the competition and, instead of becoming sworn enemies, they recognized each other as worthy opponents. their small fun, friendly-rivarly banter was cute. part of me was relieved they stayed as friends in the end... but i couldn't help but be soo disappointed. the chemistry? it was there!! even taron egerton said there was potential to explore a romance if given the chance! plus, i'm a sucker for well-developed friends-to-lovers.

never watched the sequel but after reading what the writers did to roxy, i'm glad i didn't and never will. i can now create my own sequel in my head and read fanfics of the story they deserve 😌

Bella Swan/Leah Clearwater (Twilight):

i want to thank this one brazilian fanfic i found years ago (and never wrote down the name and lost it 😔) for presenting me with this ship. everyone talks about bella/alice, bella/rosalie, bella/carlisle... but what about bella/leah??? think new moon, when bella has just been abandoned by edward, meeting the werewolves through jacob and therefore leah, who is still dealing with the whole paul/emily thing. they can still start out with leah hating bella but they can bond over being abandoned by their boyfriends and heal from it, and in the end realize they don't need them anymore - they can have each other!

i also love if edward still comes back and bella is conflicted, and it's a edward/bella/leah love triangle (apparently people ship edward/leah and how i never heard of it?! imagine the drama!!) i will take anything where jacob isn't involved

tagging @morocorra @forcebookish @artianaiolanthe @sydneysageivashkov + anyone who wants to do this!

[firstprince-ao3feed]

you could be my perfect disaster; i could be your ever after

by dreakawa To say the tension is palpable would be the understatement of the century. Alex and Henry don’t speak in the car. They don’t speak in the elevator. They don’t even speak when they enter the penthouse suite they were forced to share, each brooding as they move to change out of their ruined suits. If he’s being honest, Alex had known that being paired with Henry Fox would be a bitch and a half after their humiliating first meeting. He hadn’t expected the two to be thrown into an ambush. They’d barely made it out alive. And now, Henry was brooding, and Alex was ready to smack that pretty -- er. That stupid scowl off of his face. OR: the kingsman x firstprince au that hasn't left my mind in months Words: 6241, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 15 of FirstPrince Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston, Red White & Royal Blue (2023), Kingsman (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: M/M Characters: Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Gary "Eggsy" Unwin, Harry Hart | Galahad, Champagne "Champ" (Kingsman) Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Kingsman Fusion, Kingsman Family, Rivals to Lovers, Sexual Tension, Explicit Sexual Content, Shameless Smut, Porn with Feelings, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Eggsy Unwin is a Little Shit, Eggsy is a good friend, Anal Sex, Hand Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, Anal Fingering, First Kiss, Bisexual Disaster Alex Claremont-Diaz, POV Alex Claremont-Diaz, Top Alex Claremont-Diaz, Bottom Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Henry uses his authority, Alex Claremont-Diaz Has a Praise Kink, Patching Each Other Up, Getting to Know Each Other, Happy Ending via https://ift.tt/PcwGou6

[phantom1fanatic]

⟼ 𝖢𝖠𝖭𝖮𝖭 𝖬𝖴𝖲𝖤𝖲 ⟻

below you will find the various canon characters i have played or are willing to play from various fandoms. i am willing to play these characters against other canon characters or original characters too. keep in mind that i do prefer to double when it comes to canon/original pairings, but may be swayed to a single pairing depending on plot.

last updated: october 18th, 2023

note: any & all characters are or are aged up to 18+

911/911 Lonestar

Athena Grant, Carlos Reyes, Evan ‘Buck’ Buckley, Edmundo ‘Eddie’ Diaz, Henrietta ‘Hen’ Wilson, Howie ‘Chimney’ Han, Judson Ryder, Marjan Marwani, Paul Strickland, Ravi Panikkar, Tyler ‘T.K.’ Strand

Across the Spider-Verse

Hobart ‘Hobie’ Brown, Miguel O’hara, Miles Morales, Peter B. Parker, Spiderman Noir

Arrowverse

Barry Allen, Jefferson Jackson, John Constantine, Leonard Snart, Oliver Queen, Ray Palmer, Sara Lance

Detroit: Become Human

Connor RK800, Connor RK900, Gavin Reed, Kara, Luther, Markus

Good Omens

Aziraphale, Beelzebub, Crowley, Famine, Gabriel, Maggie, Muriel, Nina

Kingsmen

Agent Tequila, Gary ‘Eggsy’ Unwin, Hamish ‘Merlin’ Mycroft, Jack ‘Agent Whiskey’ Daniels, Roxanne ‘Roxy’ Morton

MCU

Arthur Harrow, Charles Xavier, Clint Barton, Eddie Brock, Erik ‘Killmonger’ Stevens, Erik Lehnsherr, Gamora, Helmut Zemo, James ‘Bucky’ Barnes, Katherine ‘Kate’ Bishop, Khonshu, Layla El-Faouly, Marc Spector/Steven Grant/Jake Lockley, Makkari, Matt Murdock, Monica Rambeau, Natasha Romanoff, Nebula, Peter Parker, Peter ‘Three’ Parker, Peter Quill, Pietro Maximoff, Loki, Sam Wilson, Scott Lang, Shuri, Stephen Strange, Steve Rogers, Thor, Tony Stark, Wanda Maximoff, Xu Shang-chi, Yelena Belova

Stranger Things

Billy Hargroves, Dimitri, Jim Hopper, Robin Buckley, Steven Harrington

Supernatural

Castiel, Dean Winchester, Gabriel, Lucifer, Sam Winchester

Ted Lasso

Colin Hughes, Isaac McAdoo, Jamie Tartt, Keeley Jones, Rebecca Welton, Roy Kent, Sam Obisanya, Ted Lasso, Trent Crimm

The Walking Dead

Daryl Dixon, Glenn Rhee, Maggie, Green, Michonne Hawthorne, Rick Grimes, Shane Walsh, Tara Chambler

Umbrella Academy

Allison Hargreeves, Ben Hargreeves, Diego Hargreeves, Klaus Hargreeves

Misc.

Alan Grant (Jurassic Park)

Arthur Pendragon (Merlin)

Harvey Spector (Suits)

Ian Malcom (Jurassic Park)

Jake Sully (Avatar)

John Nolan (The Rookie)

Merlin (Merlin)

Michael Ross (Suits)

Neytiri (Avatar)

Owen Grady (Jurassic World)

Tim Bradford (The Rookie)

Toph Beifong (ATLA)

Zuko (ATLA)

[texasdreamer01]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 🤍

Oooh, hmm. I don't have anything in the Stargate Atlantis fandom posted yet, mostly because I'm… not done writing anything and plot bunnies keep cropping up, but let's see what I rummage through, in no particular order:

Baku-Ra, YGO DM, 2k, Bakura Ryou, Millennium World, Dreameater AU, Peri-Canon

Summary:

The figurines on his shelf had grown dusty. And, frankly, Ryou had plenty to say about that.

Restoring Force, Quantum Leap, 3k, Sam Beckett/Al Calavicci, Sam Beckett Leaps Home, Genderfluid Ziggy, Discussions of Quantum Mechanics, Friends to Lovers, Grief/Mourning, First Kiss

Summary:

"In physics, the restoring force is a force which acts to bring a body to its equilibrium position. The restoring force is a function only of position of the mass or particle, and it is always directed back toward the equilibrium position of the system. The restoring force is often referred to in simple harmonic motion. The force which is responsible to restore original size and shape is called restoring force." "See also: Response amplitude operator"

Hiraeth, Kingsman, 15k, Harry Hart | Galahad/Merlin/Gary "Eggsy" Unwin, Celtic Mythology & Folklore, Resurrection, Canonical Character Death, Butterflies, POV Merlin (Kingsman), Supernatural Elements, Character Turned Into a Ghost, Magical Realism, Time Loop, Welsh Mythology & Folklore, Literary References & Allusions, Not Kingsman: The Golden Circle Compliant, Inspired By Real Places, Morally Ambiguous Character, Character Study

Summary:

May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun, and find your shoulder to light on.

ešretū of a burglar, The Hobbit (Jackson Movies), 5k, Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Fix-It, Dwarf Culture & Customs, Dwarf & Hobbit Cultural Differences, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Bilbo Baggins Destroys the Arkenstone, Bilbo Baggins Destroys the One Ring, Mentioned Aulë | Mahal - Freeform, Mentions of the Fell Winter, Grief/Mourning

Summary:

The hoard of gold is cursed. Bilbo looks at Thorin and suspects the Arkenstone is, too. This beautiful, thrice-blasted stone weighs heavily in his hands and he would like nothing better than to give it to another’s. Whose hands, he thinks bitterly, could hold the Arkenstone without breaking under its thrall? No mortal being, and that is certainly the truth.

meḥ ȧb menkh, Stargate SG-1, 31k, Jack O'Neill/Teal'c, Jack O'Neill & SG-1 Team, Bra'tac & Jack O'Neill, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Marriage Contest - Must Win in Ritual Combat Against Potential Spouse, Marriage of Convenience - To Extend Legal Rights/Protections To Partner, Wedding Night – Consummation, POV Jack O’Neill, Smart Jack O’Neill, Worldbuilding, Politics, Jaffa culture, Tok’ra Culture, Families of Choice, Team as Family, Family Shenanigans, The Love Is Requited They’re Just Idiots, Yearning, Romance, Love Languages, First Kiss, Declarations Of Love, Foreplay, Sexual Content

Summary:

Egyptian, "perfect filler of the heart, a title".

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Care and Custody (50428 words) by esama

Chapters: 11/11 Fandom: Kingsman: The Secret Service (2015) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Harry Hart | Galahad/Gary “Eggsy” Unwin Characters: Gary “Eggsy” Unwin, Eggsy’s Sister, Harry Hart | Galahad, Original Lancelot (Kingsman), Merlin (Kingsman), Roxy Morton | Lancelot, Percival (Kingsman) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Kid Fic, Murder, Abuse, Domestic Fluff, Shaving, No Smut, Fix-It, Swearing, Complete, Canonical Character Death, Do not repost, Don’t copy to another site Summary:

Eggsy takes out the medal in slightly worse circumstances, asking for a miracle.

[fuckyeahdindjarin]

I loved this little jaunt around town! It's giving Gilmore Girl Stars Hollow vibes and I'm living for it! Jack deserves life in a quiet town with meddlesome but well-meaning neighbours 🥹

I'm so happy to see Sugar loosening up and enjoying a little teasing with Jack!

“Apparently you have quite a fan club,” you tease, pulling a chuckle from Jack’s lips. It makes your heart clench, hearing it again. 

“Apparently, keeping to myself is dark and mysterious to the imaginative.”

It's so funny I didn't actually know Eggsy had a name 😂 I was like who tf is Gary Unwin?!! I absolutely adored that little sequence in the shop, oh the charms of small-town gossip!

“She’s the…?” Tilde asks, then seeing Jack her face springs into surprise. “You’re the girl!”

“She’s the girl.”

“I’m the girl,” you interject, making a small wave and suppressing a grimace. 

I stopped watching Westworld after Dolores killed everyone in that dinner, so I'm not sure what is canon and what isn't, but it makes sense that there are some hosts out for revenge.

“So Delos is looking for you, and…I guess rogue hosts are looking for you.” Your next question sticks in your throat, Jack’s eyebrows raised expectantly. “Why come looking for me?”

I love this turn of phrase:

His mouth opens, and you see the answer written on his tongue, but he swallows it back. 

And of course Jack remembers Lacey!!!

“Whole reason I met you, after all. Hard to forget.” 

You settle back in the seat, another warmth seeping into your bones.

ME TOO GIRL. ME TOO.

Chapter 5: They Destroyed the Man I Was

Pairing: Jack “Whiskey” Daniels x F!Reader “Sugar”

Summary: He's only living the life he dreamed of.

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: T, FEELINGS but that's about it, Jack in his element comes with a warning, will be E in later chapters so full series is 18+ MINORS DNI.

Notes: It's time to see Jack going about his life in this little town, and that includes another cameo by a Golden Circle character. I'm just forcibly taking that cast and giving them better lives because the directors sure as hell couldn't be bothered. Enjoy!

Cross-posted on AO3

Decoherence Masterlist   ||   Whiskey & Westworld Masterlist

You thought sleep would never come, swirling thoughts clamoring to the surface as soon as you crawled into bed, but the exhaustion pulled harder. Tumbling into mesmerizing dreams of landscapes that were only painted on large canvases, wiring and scientists watching through glass, you finally woke when one of the panes shattered under your touch. 

The symbolism of your dreams was only getting more ridiculous.

Michelle let you be yesterday, seeing your tear-stained face and pretending to be occupied in the kitchen. She did offer you a glass of whiskey later in the evening, when a walk didn’t prove fruitful for your restlessness. This morning, she’s treating you to “a stick-to-your-ribs” breakfast, complete with eggs, bacon, toast, and a strange puffed pancake she calls a dutch baby. It’s delicious, and indeed presses against your ribs as you fill up. 

“So what brings you here to our quiet corner of the world? I don’t get many strangers outside of the agricultural fair in the fall.” Michelle tops off your coffee, waiting expectantly as you try to stall by mixing your beverage the way you like it. When you catch her gaze again she’s looking at you kindly but expectantly.

“Visiting an old friend,” you say, hoping that will sate her curiosity. You should have known a community this small would take notice of your intrusion.

“The Strongs? Or the Moores? You one of their city friends?”

You smother a laugh. Between deciding to leave and getting on the plane, you hadn’t exactly packed for the occasion. Your outfit isn’t quite “city girl lost in a strange new world,” but it’s not as worn-in as her boots and faded denim.

“Jack, actually. Jack Daniels. He’s just…” you start to gesture, but Michelle’s eyes widen, putting the coffee pot down on a towel and squaring her hands on her hips.

“Well I’ll be damned. I didn’t think we’d see the day but here you are!” Your face must radiate confusion, because Michelle drops into the seat across from you, hands tented under her chin. “Jack’s a private man, but he’s told us enough of his story to know a few things, and the topic of his heart was always ripe gossip.”

Skin beginning to tighten, you drop your hands in your lap and try to think of an excuse to leave. There’s a danger you’re tiptoeing up to and you desperately want to run from it. The best you can manage is a strained, “Oh?”

Right on cue, Michelle’s hospitality kicks in and she squeezes your arm across the table.

“Oh damn my mouth, sweetheart, I didn’t mean to make you self-conscious. We don’t get new people often, especially those who stay, and a handsome country boy rolls in? We all had questions, and some finally pestered a few answers out of him.” Michelle leans forward folding her hands on the floral tablecloth. “I’m guessing you’re the one he’s been waiting for.”

“I don’t know what…” you begin, but Michelle doesn’t really need your input to continue this conversation. Which is perfect because you have no idea what to say.

“Few of the young girls, and some of the lonely and divorced, sniffed around Jack when he bought his ranch. Attractive man, no family in tow, kind and helpful. If I weren’t happily married I’d have tried my luck too.” Her conspiratorial smile does relax your shoulders, though the image of Jack surrounded by eligible, beautiful women flips your stomach. “But he always turned them down. Nicely, but firmly. Wasn’t until Mary at the Fairweather got a few drinks in him that the story came out.”

His past comes to mind unbidden. A wife lost, child never known, a life driven to revenge and anger. At least that’s the history Delos gave him.

“He said there was a woman he fell for, thought she felt the same. Classic wrong place, wrong time. Always said he was waiting for her to let him try again. It was romantic, even if it frustrated most of the female population.” Michelle cups her chin and sighs, fixing you with a soft gaze. “He’s been happier lately, taking trips away and coming back excited. I thought maybe it was work, but I hoped it was love.” 

Your story. He gave them your story with Jack. And one of many questions still needing answers - how long has he known how to find you? - clatters in your silent throat.

“The last few weeks he’s been anxious, always checking his phone. Waiting for something. And I guess we know why!” She slaps the table with merriment scrunching her face. You put up your hands placatingly.

“I don’t know if it’s really all that,” you say, but Michelle shushes you. 

“Of course it is. Don’t worry, I won’t spread it around. The two of you must have a lot of catching up to do.” Her eyes flit to the front hall, a bell tinkling at the edge of your hearing. Heavy boots approach, and even before you turn you know who it must be.

“Speak of the devil and he shall appear!” Michelle calls, standing to greet Jack. 

“I’ve hardly been tempting you to sin, ma’am,” Jack drawls as you turn to see him enter. He’s in a heather gray button-up today, the heavy denim jacket complementing his broad shoulders. Hat in hand, the other holds a stack of two dozen eggs that Michelle takes gratefully.

“I just finished the blanket, it’s on the chaise in the living room.” She goes to reach into her pocket when Jack shakes his head.

“The blanket is payment enough, Shelly, you’ve been slaving over it for too long. Those’re a down payment, I’ll bring the rest next week.”

The exchange tingles your body with a sentimentality that you can barely explain. A town that still gives gifts and barters in a time when everything is transactional? You fix your eyes on the little bit of breakfast still lingering on your plate.

“Thank you for taking such good care of my friend too,” he says, finally acknowledging your presence. When you turn your face up to look at him the shyness in his smile heats your cheeks. 

“Michelle has been an excellent host,” you agree, getting another dismissive wave.

“We’re friends now, sweetie, I’m Shelly to you. I’ll leave you to it.” Waving as she takes her eggs into the kitchen, you and Jack are left alone in the ample dining room. He shifts, hat between his hands as you try to find something to say.

“Sorry for bursting in like this, I figured you were here. Not many other places to stay in town.”

You nod with a bright smile, easier today than yesterday.

“Shelly was just telling me all the gossip. Seems like you’re quite the heartbreaker.”

Jack groans as you get to your feet, the space between you still tenuous. “I hope nothing too embarrassing. She’s a heck of a town collector, specializing in secrets.” He leads you towards the door, softer, slower steps as you follow.

“Apparently you have quite a fan club,” you tease, pulling a chuckle from Jack’s lips. It makes your heart clench, hearing it again. 

“Apparently, keeping to myself is dark and mysterious to the imaginative.”

Jack holds the door open for you as you step onto Shelly’s front porch, warm sunshine peeking through delicate clouds. Patterns dapple the asphalt as you walk side by side into the main part of town. After visiting his home you thought the town might be Sweetwater 2.0, but it’s charmingly modern. A main road stuffed with shops, doors open to let the soft breezes in. A public garden, blooms fat and heavy on the branches ready to burst. The towering steeple of a church, the squat columns of a library, Christmas lights still wound around streetlights. Like taking off a snow-caked winter coat, your spirits lighten with each step until your hand itches to find its way into Jack’s palm, consequence be damned. 

“First stop is the Unwin’s shop, my truck’s parked outside,” Jack says, interrupting his soothing descriptions of each storefront and landmark. You’d lost the thread of his conversation two blocks back but nodded as he led you into a general store. He reaches up in the doorway and taps an archaic brass bell hanging over your heads. 

“Right on time, Daniels,” a male voice with a Cockney accent calls, the owner climbing down a beat-up ladder. The men slap shoulders as the ringing fades. “Got comp’ny?” the man asks, turning to hold out his hand to you. He’s got a million-watt smile and a sharply angled face, light brown hair swept back from his forehead. Brown eyes that seem to have perpetual mirth in their depths sparkle behind thick-rimmed glasses. He’s lankier than Jack but all muscle under a white henley and canvas apron. “Gary Unwin, proprietor of this fine establishment.” You shake his hand and tell him your name, faltering when he holds it for a moment longer.

“Jack never graces me with beautiful lady friends. Got quite the poor record with them, ain’tcha Jack, never could close the deal.” Gary straightens and gives you a once over, and where you might feel offended instead the swaggerish nature of this interaction is outlandish enough that you glean it as good-natured ribbing.

“Knock it off, hotshot,” Jack warns, and the hairs on the back of your neck stand up at his firm command. Gary’s eyebrows shoot up, turning to retort, but suddenly snaps back to you with a knowing smile.

“Oh, you’re his girl then?” he says, hands on his hips and backing up a step. You mustn’t have schooled your face well enough, because Gary’s smile drops as he turns back. Jack is the picture of embarrassment, busying himself with something in the dried goods aisle. When Gary whips around his smile is full of wonder.

“Oh you’re his girl. The girl,” he says, leaning back against the shop counter. Your eyes dart to Jack for help but he’s standing between two shelves, looking intently at something of interest.

“Didn’t expect such a warm welcome, but I’m thankful for it,” you say, resisting the itching feeling of invisible eyes all over you. 

“You haven’t had a warm welcome until you’ve met my wife. Tilde!” Gary shouts over his shoulder, closing up the ladder and setting it to the side. A scuffle of footsteps and a rosy-cheeked blonde woman peeks out from the back of the shop.

“Hello!” she calls, coming to stand beside Gary. “I’m…” she starts when Gary interrupts her.

“She’s the girl,” he says, giddily nodding in Jack’s direction. His gaze doesn’t lift from its spot, and something pings in your mind at it.

“She’s the…?” Tilde asks, then seeing Jack her face springs into surprise. “You’re the girl!”

“She’s the girl.”

“I’m the girl,” you interject, making a small wave and suppressing a grimace. 

“Oh you must think we’re the nosiest bunch outside a herd of anteaters.” Tilde swats Gary, who shoots her a hurt look. You plead silently with Jack to come to your side, but he’s honed on the shelf, sharp, focused. 

“I swear Jack hasn’t been running around airing all his laundry, we basically dragged it out of him,” Tilde continues, but your eyes are locked on Jack. His face is flushing, one hand gripping the shelf so tight his knuckles are white. Panic flares like a lit match in your chest.

“Jack?” you ask to no response. Gary and Tilde look over their shoulders and snap into action, Gary hurrying to Jack’s side and leading him away from his spot. Tilde yanks a chair from a cafe table and places it beside Jack, Gary urging him to sit. You’re frozen on the spot, heart hammering and your ears ringing until all you can hear is the thin wail of fear.

“Jack, c’mon bruv, sit down,” Gary soothes, Tilde hovering as Jack blinks slow, hard. Numbly you rush to him, gripping his biceps as he struggles. Finally his hands close around your shoulders as a whoosh of air fills his lungs. 

“There we go, we got you,” Gary reassures as Jack slumps into the chair, sucking in slow breaths. You drop to your knees with him, studying his pained face. He manages to get his breathing under control as Tilde hurries to the back. Water runs as you slide your hands down to hold one of his. 

“M’good,” Jack mutters, leaning forward to cup the back of your head. It’s just you and him now, Gary and Tilde a distant afterthought even as Tilde places a cool towel on the back of Jack’s neck. His thumb caresses your cheek, the brim of his hat shading your face. When he opens his eyes there’s exhaustion, but also relief. 

“Sorry for the scare, Sugar,” he rasps. You worry your own thumb in the palm of his hand, reassuring pressure. 

“S’okay, I’m here,” you say. Jack’s face is still a little pink, but you swear the bitten-back smile is all your doing.

You sit on the porch with Tilde as Gary helps Jack load a couple boxes into his truck. Jack rolls his eyes when Gary calls him an old man and refuses to let Jack carry anything, but you catch the mild concern in Gary’s brows, the gentle redirection of hands. Jack huffs but allows the other man to take the lead. Tilde offers you a glass of iced tea, sweetened to perfection.

“Has that happened before?” you murmur as Jack’s shirt pulls across his shoulders. The heat has started to beat down, sweat gathering along your hairline and glistening on Jack’s chest. He unbuttons his shirt one further, treating you to a tantalizing view of his chest.

“He has spells sometimes. Told us he was taking care of it, that he saw a doctor about it.”

What kind of doctor would that be, Jack?

“Some kind of seizure, he said. It’s not often, but we’ve caught him a couple times before. He tells us he’s fine, and we mind our business about it.”

Jack pats Gary on the back as they talk, leaning against his truck tailgate. You trace the curve of his relaxed smile, the expressive lilt of his brows, how perfectly he fits into this landscape so much like his home but leagues freer.

“You’re good friends to him,” you say, smiling at the sunny woman. She returns it, her whole face crinkling genuinely. 

“He’s easy to love. It’s like the world gave him all the gifts but all he does is share them with others. You know that,” she says, tilting her head with a knowing wink. 

“We didn’t get much time together when we first met. I still feel like there’s so much to learn about Jack,” you muse, watching the boys finish their conversation. Jack checks on you over his shoulder, eyes lighting up every time.

“You could take seven lifetimes and never learn everything about a person,” Tilde says, pushing her rocker to sway. “That’s where trust, and patience, and love comes in. Fills in the gaps.”

Gary clomps up the steps, accepting Tilde’s outstretched tea with a large gulp. She trails her fingers over his arm and they share a look that speaks whole sentences. Jack follows cautiously, nodding to you. 

“Ready to go, Sugar?” 

You don’t correct him this time.

The slam of the truck doors precedes a silence you expect. Jack’s hands dance along the wheel, keys in the ignition dangling unattended.

“I’m sorry about…”

“What was that back there?”

You speak at the same time, your resolve canceling out his apology. 

“It wasn’t a seizure, not in the way they think it is. So what are these little spells? Is something…going wrong?” You think malfunctioning but the longer Jack stays by your side, the harder it is for you to imagine him as a machine. He sighs, rubbing his mouth and smoothing back errant mustache whiskers.

“There are other people like me out in your world. Maeve, probably a few still under Delos’ control. But there are some that are awake, and they’re angry, and they’re trying to find anyone they can to help them do God knows what for revenge.” Jack’s eyes plead, grip tightening on the wheel. “That’s not me, Sugar. All I wanted was to get free and stay that way. But we’re all connected, and sometimes one of the others reaches out, tries to figure out who I am, where I am. To what end I don’t know, and I don’t want to. I’ve done a good job keeping them away, but sometimes they try harder, and I have to fight them off.”

You swallow hard, suddenly small in a world that’s full of unseen struggles. 

“So Delos is looking for you, and…I guess rogue hosts are looking for you.” Your next question sticks in your throat, Jack’s eyebrows raised expectantly. “Why come looking for me?”

His mouth opens, and you see the answer written on his tongue, but he swallows it back. Instead he starts the truck, tossing an arm over the back of your seat to reverse. Inhaling the sun-baked warmth of his jacket, shot through with dust and sweet hay, you let your question drift away on the wind.

“I’m sorry about all the attention. Made one slip-up and the whole town knows, apparently.” He parks closer to the center of town, keys jingling as he puts it in park. “If you’d like to stay in the truck and avoid repeating that conversation four more times, I’ll only be a few minutes.”

“Sure, I gotta call Lacey anyways,” you agree, watching Jack swing out of the truck and shut the door behind. In the faux privacy of the truck you let yourself admire his swaying shoulders, the swagger of his walk, that tight ass peeking out from under his jacket.

It’s the first time something carnal has stirred in your chest (and elsewhere) since you’d accepted Jack’s return. Dashing it away, you dial Lacey.

“Not dead?” is her first question, making you laugh louder than necessary.

“Definitely, calling from beyond the grave,” you shoot back.

“Fuck, I knew ghosts were real.”

You share a giggle before Lacey bursts into questioning. Is he handsome? Polite? Not a creep? Did you stay over last night? What have you been doing? You answer rapid-fire - yes, yes, no, no, mostly talking - before she gets to the meat of the matter.

“So is this the real deal?”

You watch Jack as he moves from store to store, picking up paper-wrapped bundles and crisp bags. Every person’s face lights up when he’s in the room, and more time is spent chatting than running errands. It would take twice as long with you by his side. The girl. 

“I’m still figuring it out. There’s definitely potential. It’s just…” You falter, sinking lower in the seat as your stomach clenches. Lacey tuts into the phone.

“It’s just that his cock is too big, right? He only makes you cum three times, not five?” she fake sighs on the other end. You both dissolve into giggles, lolling your head back on the seat. 

“Leap of faith, babe. You made it this far. Don’t leave without knowing if this will work,” she says, another sage piece of advice doled out on a hot Saturday morning. 

“Love you Lace,” you say. A smacking lip sound follows.

“Love you too. Make good choices.”

Rolling your eyes, you hang up just as Jack climbs back in the truck.

“That Lacey?” he asks, turning the key and bringing the truck back to life. Weak air conditioner pummels your face, but you’ll take it. 

“Yeah, just checking in.”

“How’s she doing? Married?” he asks, startling a smile onto your face.

“Yeah, all good. You remember her?” 

Jack tosses you a wink.

“Whole reason I met you, after all. Hard to forget.” 

You settle back in the seat, another warmth seeping into your bones.

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To Live Another Day

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by cethmistmyk

Harry Potter has been the Master of Death for longer than some stars have memories. He’s tired of being someone who saves the world. So when Death sends him to be a spy, it’s at least a change of pace from being a soldier. Then he spots Eggsy. He’s got a cloud of death over him, but not the cloud of the dying, it’s something new. Something interesting. Something that would make him a very effective spy.

Words: 1460, Chapters: 1/5, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Evil Author Day 2022

Fandoms: Kingsman (Movies), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Other

Characters: Harry Potter, Harry Hart | Galahad, Gary "Eggsy" Unwin, Merlin (Kingsman), Death (Harry Potter)

Relationships: Death/Harry Potter, Merlin/Gary "Eggsy" Unwin

Additional Tags: Evil Author Day 2022, WIP, Master of Death Harry Potter, Death, Background Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence

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‘Why’d you do it?’ Eggsy’s voice was barely more than a whisper in the darkness, and yet I found myself shifting in the bed, trying to sit straighter.

He rested a cautiously gentle hand on my shoulder briefly. I stopped fidgeting as he took up the plastic seat beside my bed.

‘My partner was in danger,’ I remind him, grateful for the dim lighting. At least this way he won’t see my pulse beating a tattoo against my throat. ‘I had to do something.’

‘Not jump right into the fucking danger, Lil.’ His voice is harsh, and he forces himself to take a shallow breath. I hear it stutter slightly, but force myself not to apologise. I was merely doing my job. If I could’ve avoided injury, I would’ve.

‘You could’ve died.’

‘So could you,’ I remind him. ‘But neither of us did.’

Silence settled between us, for once awkwardly uncomfortable. We both know the other has a point, and yet neither of us wants to admit to it. Because the truth is hard, and the consequences of our actions suddenly mean so much more.

‘Perhaps this was a bad idea,’ he murmurs.

‘Which bit, exactly?’ I ask, hearing the defensive edge to my voice. I don’t mean to let it get to me, but after everything it’s impossible not to let emotion play some part in all this. ‘Letting me come along? Coming to see me? … Starting something?’

‘No,’ he assures me hastily, taking my hand carefully. ‘I ain’t ever gonna regret that.’ He speaks with such vehemence it’s almost impossible to question it. ‘Just maybe I should’ve waited until after we’d saved the world.’

‘World’s always gonna need saving,’ I remind him softly.

He gives my hand a squeeze. ‘You’re part of the world too though, Lillian Robinson.’

Despite the darkness, I shoot him a small smile I hope he can actually see. Maybe this thing was the worst decision we made, but I can’t say I regret it, and by the sounds of it, Eggsy doesn’t either.

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Listen To Your Hart Perspective [Canon] Character Introduction: Eggsy

Name: Gary Edward Unwin

Nickname(s): Eggsy / AKA Galahad

Birthday: 3rd of June

Age: 22 years old

Height: 175cm / 5’8’’

Dominant Hand: Right

Occupation: Kingsman Candidate

Species: Human

Canon Character Faceclaim is Taron Egerton

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Listen To Your Hart Perspective [Canon] Character: Eggsy

Name: Gary Edward Unwin

Nickname(s): Eggsy / AKA Galahad

Birthday: 3rd of June

Age: 22 years old

Height: 175cm / 5’8’’

Dominant Hand: Right

Occupation: Kingsman Candidate

Species: Human

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my hand was the one you reached for

by dreakawa Despite his inability to shut the fuck up sometimes and his difficulty with impulse control, Alex is one hell of an agent; eager to listen and utterly lethal in the field. Henry, for his part, is the planner of the two, and for all of his sass, Alex follows without hesitation. He trusts Henry to get them what they need and where they need to get it, and Henry trusts that Alex's instincts and ruthless efficiency will keep them safe. They've become one of the most effective pairings in both Kingsman and Statesman history. It also helps that they're head over heels in love… even if they haven’t said it out loud yet. Words: 7637, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 2 of Firstprince Kingsman AU, Part 16 of FirstPrince Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston, Red White & Royal Blue (2023), Kingsman (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: M/M Characters: Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Gary "Eggsy" Unwin, Harry Hart | Galahad, Champagne "Champ" (Kingsman), Miguel Ramos (Red White & Royal Blue) Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Non-Famous, Kidnapping, Rescue Missions, Implied/Referenced Torture, Canon-Typical Violence, Revenge, Protective Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Alex Claremont-Diaz Loves Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Loves Alex Claremont-Diaz, POV Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Choking Kink, Explicit Sexual Content, Hurt/Comfort, Patching Each Other Up, Comfort Sex, alternate universe - kingsman, Statesman Alex Claremont-Diaz, Kingsman Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Kingsman AU, Switching, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Miguel Ramos Being an Asshole (Red White & Royal Blue), Miguel Ramos Is Despicable, Anal Sex, Boys In Love, Body Worship, Alex Claremont-Diaz Needs a Hug, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD via https://ift.tt/RO2cs3C