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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.”
#taron egerton fanfiction#eggsy unwin#taron egerton#eggsy imagine#eggsy x reader#kingsman eggsy#kingsman fic#kingsman fandom#kingsman fanfiction#kingsman fanart#taron egerton fanfic#taron egerton fic#kingsman#kingsman secret service#kingsman the golden circle#kingsman golden circle#kingsman the secret service#gary unwin
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~Kingsman Oc~
Agent Celms"/"Whiskey"/"Lancelot
(Peirce cane)
Name: Peirce Cane
Agent Name/s: Celms
Age: 24
Gender: Male
DOB: 2000/1/1
Birth Place: Kentucky, USA
Next Of Kin: ?
Dog: Half Shepherd Half Pomeranian
Height: 6'4
Family: Classified
Relationship Status: Single
Playlist: https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLixqmmKZ4rjVpNsQ2yoTjgtOnvapkTDsW&si=Mtnqh_klawteQtSJ
Fan Fics: None for now (Maybe)
Quotes: "Manner Maketh Man" "Oxfords Not Brouges" "I don't have to try.. I am Clever"
Agency: Used to be in Statesman and another Agency (Classified) and is now working for Kingsman
Mentor: Ginger Ale
Personality: Smart and gentleman like. Used to have more of a cowboy personality when he was in Kentucky. Can be funny when he wants
Likes: Art, Whiskey, Fighting
Dislikes: Stupid People,
Sexuality: Bi but won't admit. (More interested in men)
Fav Movies: Valmont, My Fair Lady, The Shinging
Favorite Book: Many
Favorite Colors: Any
Other: He doesn't really like to date and is more focused on work. He can use a lasso best. Is great at hand to hand combat. He is definitely a gentleman and a cowboy. Smokes
Other photos:
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#pedro pascal#pedro pascal fandom#the mandalorian#din djarin#kingsman golden circle#agent whiskey#triple frontier#frankie morales#francisco catfish morales#prospect 2018#ezra prospect#the bubble#dieter bravo#the unbearable weight of massive talent#javi gutierrez#javier gutierrez#joel the last of us#the last of us hbo#joel miller#we can be heroes#marcus moreno
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Darlin’ Cowgirl
Jack Daniels x f!reader
Word count: 3.1K
Summary: looking for a way out of a bachelorette party, an accidental butt dial becomes a booty call
WARNINGS: 18+ Only! Explicit and Mature, friends/coworkers to lovers, reader is at least 21, tipsy flirting/dancing, improper use of a mechanical bull, semi-public sex, fingering, oral sex (m & f receiving), unprotected p in v sex, smut, dash of romance with a happily ever after, no use of y/n, reader has hair and wears a dress
Author's Note: this was the first one-shot I'd ever written on AO3 and decided to post here as well 🤠🥃
JACK DANIELS MASTERLIST | FULL MASTERLIST
You aren't looking forward to the bachelorette party. You don't even like weddings, yet somehow you've been roped into being part of your old college roommate's wedding party simply because you ran into her at the grocery store a few months back. It was only when you had the bridal shower that you realized you were one of thirteen bridesmaids. Great. Now you'll feel even more invisible than you already do.
You've been in a slump lately, and the only thing bringing out of it is your devilishly handsome coworker Jack Daniels, aka Agent Whiskey. You're an Information Security Specialist for the Statesmen, an ultra-secret espionage agency, so naturally you keep the details of your job pretty hush-hush. Whiskey, as you affectionately call him, is one of your few confidantes, despite the fact that he flirts with you at every turn. You admit to yourself that it's a nice distraction from your loneliness, even if you feel his flirtatiousness is just a bit of fun for him, his own distraction.
You take your time in dressing up for the night: a spaghetti strap black minidress with a plunging neckline and silver cowgirl boots. At the bar you meet up with your fellow bridesmaids and the bride-to-be, who are all in shades of pink and white, near exact replicas of each other, nearly indistinguishable. You stick out like a sore thumb and you know it.
The bridesmaids want to take shots so you take some with them, hoping your anxiety will dilute just a little. Your inhibitions are lowered just a little, but not enough to go out to the dance floor with the others. You watch as others watch them, in admiration as they laugh and gracefully (despite the Buttery Nipple shots they'd all consumed just minutes ago) and wish you could be part of them. You hang back at the bar, politely declining offers to dance from men who come by to not-so-subtly ogle you. You feel like a piece of meat. Perhaps it was a bad idea to come out, knowing you hate places like this. However, just as you're about to order a Lyft, you get an incoming call from Whiskey himself.
Confused and blushing you go to a quieter place of the bar, which is still very loud. "Hello?" you practically shout into the phone.
"Hey darlin'!" you hear Jack's voice on the other end. "You called me?"
"Um.. no, I didn't.."
He chuckles, warm and low in your ear. "Yes you did, darlin'. I was hopin' you were okay."
You quickly check your call log and sure enough, you'd called him about fifteen minutes ago, when you and the bridesmaids were doing shots. "I must have butt-dialed you," you shout back, giggling.
"Aw, lucky me," he drawls. "That pretty ass was thinkin' about me?"
You're too flustered to reply.
"Where are you anyway? Loud as hell over there."
"I'm at a bar for a bridesmaid party."
"That one you were talkin' about earlier today? No invite, huh?"
You giggle again. "It's for women only."
"Exactly! That's my kinda good time!" You hear him chuckle again.
"Actually it's kinda lame. I'm thinking of calling it a night."
"Don't you dare," he says with mock authority. "Wait there a minute and I'll be on my way. Text me the address."
You hang up and text him, wondering what he's up to. You've never hung out with him after work, even with all the flirting you've both done. You think it's strictly professional with a touch of playfulness, but you've never been one hundred percent sure.
You hang out at the bar, wanting to be visible to him when he arrives, but it's only after you're returned from the ladies' room checking your makeup, outfit and hair, that you see him, well the back of him, and he's mingling with some of the bridesmaids, who are obviously taking a much-needed alcohol break from dancing.
You gently touch his shoulder. "Hey there, stranger."
He turns, smiling, and the look in his eyes becomes one of pure lust. He drinks you in, unabashedly. "Damn darlin', you look so good it hurts," he drawls.
You glance at the bridesmaids, most of whom are checking him out with flagrant interest. "Did you meet everyone? Kaitlyn's the bride-to-be," you introduce them.
"I have, and her husband's one lucky sonofabitch, if I may say so," he places a gentlemanly kiss on the bride's hand and she in turn blushes. "Who's your friend?" she asks.
"A coworker," you say mysteriously, glancing at Jack, who has now turned his whole attention to you.
"You wanna dance, darlin'?" he asks, extending his hand to you.
Your stomach drops, just because you're pretty shy about dancing, and if anything you'd like to leave him with the impression that you can at least move in rhythm. "Maybe the next song," you suggest. "But first, how about a couple of shots? On me."
He smiles and shakes his head. "Darlin', I can't allow that. My treat," he insists, and orders a couple shots of whiskey for you and him.
"Had to be whiskey, huh?" you tease him, taking the shot glass in your hand.
"Of course." He lifts his glass to yours for a toast. "To coworkers getting to know each other better," he says, and there's a twinkle in his deep brown eyes that's hard to miss.
"To getting to know each other better," you grin and down the shot. It's like fire in your throat and stomach.
"Too much for ya to handle?" he teases, having downed his with ease.
"Depends.. which Whiskey are you talking about?" you tease back, feeling a little surge of confidence that either comes from Jack or from the shot.
"You're a little firecracker," he says in a low voice, his eyes blatantly going over every line and curve of your face, and downwards to eyeball your neck, the curve of your breasts. You wonder what he's imagining.
"Firecrackers are fun but dangerous," you warn him with a cheeky smile.
"We both know I'm all about that danger. Ain't nothin' I can't handle.." a subtle lift of his brows suggests he means more than mere flirtation.
"Is that a challenge?" You step closer to him, and the scent of his cologne, notes of leather and tobacco, catches your attention.
He notices your stance, the way you've shifted from a sweetheart wallflower to a provocative temptress. "What if it is?" he whispers into your ear, his breath tickling your skin and raising goosebumps on your flesh.
You follow his lead and whisper into his own ear, your lips grazing his cheek. "Then I accept.." you keep the ghost of a kiss upon his freshly shaven cheek and slowly pull back, looking into his eyes and seeing a newly effected desire there. "Dance with me." You bring him out to the floor, having completely lost sight of the bridesmaids. Nothing exists now but you and Jack and this chemistry that's been building between you.
His hands are on your hips as "Neon Moon" starts to play, a slow and soulful song that suits the mood you're both in. The colored lights sweep across the room, casting blue and scarlet and amber glows across the crowd. You're lost in each other, in the touch of his hands on your hips, the way he caresses them, loving their shape. You rest your hands on his broad, strong shoulders.
"You're a good dancer, Jack. You know what they say about men who are good dancers," you tell him suggestively.
"Really? What do they think, Gorgeous?" He pulls you even closer so your bodies are practically flush together.
"That they're good in bed," you answer with an arch of your brow, as if to imply it was beyond your belief.
He looks at you like a man looking at his first meal in a week of starvation. "Do you want to find out just how good of a.. dancer I am?"
Heat blooms across your body, and your pussy clenches in response. It only takes a moment to imagine what it would be like, riding this cowboy. You see him and you realize you have him right where you want him. "There is something I've been dying to ride.." you gently tug his shirt to bring him closer, as if in a kiss..
For a moment he looks like he's going to melt from the heat coming off you. "Oh yeah, darlin'? And what exactly is that?" he smirks.
Your face lights up. "That mechanical bull!" You grab Jack's hand and lead him across the huge barroom to the line to ride the bull. Sneaking a look at his face, Whiskey looks bewildered, but manages to cover it just in time. "That stupid thing? I can think of something more fun to ride," he smirks again and you resist the urge to drag him outside and let him have his way with you in the alleyway.
You only smirk back at him as the operator calls you to come forward and get atop the bull. Getting on top is easy, but staying on will be hard. As soon as you're situated, the bull starts spinning and bucking, slowly at first to let you get your bearings. You laugh and hold on, your body moving with the bull, anticipating its every move. Your hips grind down to the leather, thighs locked tight as you move your pelvis forward. Catching Whiskey's eye you blow him a kiss.
Seeing that the ride is winding down, he goes up to the operator and pays him to let you go again. This time, apparently on Whiskey's orders, the ride goes slower, allowing you to continue your little show for Jack. Keeping eye contact with him, you imagine it's him beneath you. Suddenly you gasp as you realize the bull is moving faster, and you watch as Jack's expression turns dark, lustful. You bite your lip as the speed increases. Pleasure pools in your belly, more specifically between your thighs, and the first stirrings of pleasure begin to radiate outward to your limbs, You rear your head back, face pointed up in ecstasy, and a rolling thunder starts in your veins.
You don't realize it until it's happening but you're being led away by Whiskey to a small corridor where no one can see you, and buries his face in your neck. "Tell me to stop if that's what you want," he says, his voice strained. "But by all that's holy, you are the hottest god damn thing I've ever seen."
But by then your leg is already hooked around his hip, shamelessly rubbing against him, the pleasure from the bull ride still fresh in your body. "I don't want you to stop," you whisper.
He growls low in his throat, which you dare to kiss, grazing your teeth across his skin. He gives a sharp hiss, and when he presses against you you feel proof of his desire, as if you needed any more. His hand goes beneath the hem of your dress and slides up, finding the edge of your lace panties. "Black?" he murmurs, his lips still against your neck.
"How did you know?"
You feel the curve of his smile against your skin. "I always know." His fingers trace your inner thighs before dipping into your heated, slick cunt. "Christ woman, you're soaking wet. For me." With his fingers inside you he kisses you, and you tip your face up to lean into his kiss, He slowly pumps two thick fingers inside as he slips his tongue into your mouth, mimicking the movements, earning a deep moan then a whimper from you.
"Watching you ride that bull, I just know it was me you were thinkin' of," he whispers huskily against your ear. "God damn if you aren't the most gorgeous thing I ever laid eyes on,, been wantin' you a long time, darlin'."
Through the haze of desire you smile, finding the temerity to feel touched by his words. "Took you long enough to show it," you tease, cupping the back of his head as you kiss, leaning against the wall as he fingers your wetness.
He groans again. "As much as I want to continue, I'd like to find a more comfortable place to fuck you." He pauses to look to you for consent. "That is, if you still want this."
You reply by palming his rigid cock, already threatening to poke through his tailored trousers. "I absolutely do.."
In a flurry of movement he brings you outside. The bachelorette party is the last thing on your mind, if you even still remember it, All you can think of is being with Jack. He leads you to his truck, the spacious backseat warm and inviting. He's on you again as that door is closed, His mouth finds yours, tongue claiming you. "I want to be gentle, but I don't think I have it in me right now," he admits.
You shake your head. "I'm not asking for gentle, I'm asking you to fuck me, Jack."
You've never called him by his name before, never been so informal with him, but the look in his eyes tells you it's perfectly all right by him. He lays you down on the seat. "Can I get a little taste of ya, darlin'? Been wonderin' what you'd taste like since the day we met."
This draws a sweet whimper from you, to hear he'd always wanted you. "God yes, please.."
He gingerly removes your panties, kissing his way back up your calves and thighs once they're off. You blush when he breathes in your scent. His hands cup the backs of your thighs, hooking them over his shoulders and you can't help but feel exposed. "Christ.. woman, you're gonna be the death of me," he mutters before taking off his hat and leaning in to devour you.
You give a sharp gasp as you lean your head back against the seat, hands mussing his hair as he laps at your wet cunt, licking up your folds and dipping his tongue inside you. He gently laps at your clit, using more pressure with each lick until he cups his lips around it and sucks, listening to how much you like it, how much more you need.
"Fuck!" you shout, a victorious roar as you feel yourself so close to that edge, and Whiskey is happy to let you use him for your pleasure. His tongue draws shapes upon your clit, alternating between swiping with his tongue and suckling it. Only when you come and he sweeps across every fold to drink up your juices does he stop.
You practically push him down, effectively trading places with him as you kneel before him. "My turn.."
His gaze turns dark even as his face lights up. "Hell, I'm not sayin' no to that, darlin'."
Smiling, you undo his trousers and pull them down with his briefs. His cock springs out, thick and long, perfectly curved, smooth, perfect. "God, I just knew you'd have a big dick.." you whisper, tracing with your tongue from root to head.
Whiskey exhales, watching you work on him. He palms the back of your head but doesn't urge you any further than what's comfortable for you. You use your hand to stroke his base while getting the first few inches of him into your mouth, daring to deep-throat him, wanting to see that look on his face, wanting to see him go crazy for you.
"Jesus, darlin'. I'm so on edge right now I might just burst if you keep doin' that," he chuckles. "Get on up here and ride me, gorgeous."
You feel your heart pound in every extremity of your body, especially your cunt, as you get up and straddle him, hiking up your dress. He stops you a moment and caresses your cheek. "This okay with you, darlin'? I have protection if you prefer.."
You smile and shake your head. "I'm on birth control, and I'm clean."
He smiles back. "Ah good. I'm clean too, darlin'." You know it has to be true, as the agents do periodic physicals and are prohibited from missions for the slightest findings.
Kissing him, you rise over him, using your hands to find him and bring him into you. He slides in without any resistance, and you take your time trying to get as much of him inside as you can. "Fuck, Jack," you whisper as he fills you.
Through the pleasure of connecting your bodies he smirks. "Is that an order?"
You giggle a little. "Looks like I'm the one doing the fucking." Just as you say that, he pushes up from under you, moving you up, filling you up just a little bit more. "God!!"
Sinking his teeth in to his lower lip he grabs onto your hips and moves you how he wants, watching your body for clues on what you like and what you want more of. He pulls the front of your dress down and frees your breasts, suckling on each nipple at a time as you melt on top of him, inadvertently letting more of him inside. He's fucking you and you're fucking him.
You grab his hat from the seat next to you and put it on yourself, riding your cowboy. Whiskey watches you, whispering your name, calling you his Cowgirl, bucking his hips up into you until he bottoms out, then lifting you with long strokes until you push him down to grind down. His thumb flicks over your clit, swirling the letters of your name and his, hearing your wild moans and shuddering sighs. You've never come so hard or so fast. You feel the first fluttery feelings deep within, and they shoot through your veins, lighting up your entire nervous system, and you scream his name as your cunt clenches spasmodically around his cock, and soon you feel him spill his cum deep inside you, spurting its warmth to your insides.
It takes a moment for you to come back to earth, and when you do, Whiskey is kissing you, tenderly, with the remainder of the passion you two just shared. "That was.. wow," you sigh, feeling shy around him now, of all times.
"It was spectacular, darlin'. I hope you know I'm gonna want you again," he puts his forehead to yours.
"Is that so?" You blush with elation.
"Of course darlin'. I'm hopin' to make this a long-term association, if you're so willin'. But on one condition."
You raise a brow. "Already calling the shots, huh? What's the condition?"
"That the only thing you ride is me. Ain't no way I'm being upstaged by a damn mechanical bull ever again."
You laugh, and he loves the sound of it. "We'll put a pin in that conversation."
He strokes your hair. The electric light from the bar sign lights up the inside of the truck, magenta and cyan. "You comin' home with me tonight, Cowgirl?"
You smile and give him a soft kiss. "You bet, Cowboy."
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#agent jack whiskey daniels#agent whiskey x reader#agent whiskey x you#jack daniels#jack daniels x reader#jack daniels x you#friends to lovers#coworkers to lovers#kingsman golden circle#ao3 fanfic#smut fanfiction#pedro pascal character fanfiction#pedro pascal characters#pedro pascal#pedro pascal fandom#pedro pascal character smut#pedro pascal characters fanfiction#pedro pascal cinematic universe
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Imma stop y'all right there.
Since Jack's now deds and Ginger took over his place as the new Agent Whiskey, I also wanna add new characters in place... Like:
Aidan Gallagher as Agent Brandy. Since TUA is now at its final season of taping, we need a new show that would make him peak again. And also, he's almost 20 and would grab six shooters, and also they need a younger face in Statesman than Tequila (sorry bro).
Next is:
Oscar Isaac as Agent Gin
bcuz...
I got this thing going on in my head that he would be Whiskey's best friend in the field and since he heard his best friend died, he would avenge him since he's also the third best agent alongside Tequila and Whiskey.
and 3:
Jessica Chastain as Ginger Ale
She was a Intern at Statesman and the former Ginger Ale's Bestie. What Whiskey (Halle) wanted is the best for the new Ginger Ale and she deserves better from what the old Whiskey (Pedro) did to her right b4 she was the new Ginger Ale.
And a bonus Add-on is:
Eva Green cuz she's MOTHER.
And that's it. This is my fancast.
He also wants to make The King's Man 2 👑
#kingsman#kingsman the golden circle#kingsman 3#statesman#movies#tv#streaming#matthew vaughn#spies#kingsman fan#kingsman fandom#the king's man 2#the king's man#fandoms#fandom#oscar isaac#jessica chastain#aidan gallagher#eva green#halle berry#jeff bridges#pedro pascal#channing tatum
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“Better to shoot action scene or romantic scene?”
Pedro: Romantic.
(🫠🫠🫠🫠)
🥰🥰🥰🥰
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Thank you to everyone who participated in my writing challenge and reblogged/liked/commented on any of the works listed below!
➤ I will keep updating this list as more entries post
Joel Miller:
• Vacay Lover - Yacht Captain AU - @josephquinnswhore
• Come Fly with Me - Pilot AU - @punkshort
• Physical Therapy - Lifeguard AU - @eff4freddie
• Mr. Bakery Man - Baker AU - @honeyedmiller
Javier Peña:
• Orange Peel - Uber Driver AU - @captainredspade
Frankie Morales:
• Love in Hawaii - Tour Guide AU - @natasharomanoffsmotorcycle
• Water Cooler Courting - coworker AU - @crowandmousewritingco
• Hiding Place - best friend AU - @libraryofneith
• Neighborhood Watch - Neighbor AU - @joelalorian
• Poolside - Poolboy AU - @ghotifishreads
• Walking on Sunshine - Dog Walker AU - @sunshinehaze1
Dave York:
• The Prenup - Divorce Lawyer AU - @yxtkiwiyxt
• Lies, Excuses and Bullshit - Ex Boyfriend AU - @bitchesuntitled
• Doctor's Pet - Doctor AU - @evolnoomym
• Don't Move - Bodyguard AU - @almostfoxglove
• Every Breath You Take - Detective AU - @guiltyasdave
Dieter Bravo:
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Jack 'Whiskey' Daniels:
• Sing for you Forever - Musician AU - @yopossum
• Forever - Groomsman AU - @morallyinept
• My Kink is Karma - Hitchhiker AU - @clawdeewritesfanfic
dividers by @saradika-graphics
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Harry Hart in the Hades artstyle :3
PNG and speedpaint :3
#fanart#kingsman#harry hart#Colin firth#HIHI KINGSMAN FANDOM OF SEVEN PEOPLE#ITS ME KINGSMINT BUT ON MAIN#FRENBDFEJNJNFED#hades#hades 2#SO HADES ARTSTYLE .
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Manners Maketh | Contributor sign-ups
Manners Maketh is a Kingsman Fanzine with the goal to celebrate the 10 year anniversary of Kingsman: The Secret Service. We're looking for writers and artists! No prior experience with zines is needed! Since the zine will likely be digital, we're hoping to be able to let as many people as possible participate, so please don't hesitate when it comes to applying.
Thank you for the support!
Artists can apply here!
Writers can apply here!
We're also looking for mods, so feel free to check out this post if you're interested in that.
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i really like taron egerton out of the bulk of actors that came out of the 2015-2020 era, he just made a few massive tentpole movies and then went cheers that and seems to have since then done mostly smaller-budget character acting work and found reasons to hang out with everyone he in turn is a massive fan of and buying his mum a house and otherwise staying out of the public eye, and im like. yeah. that's what i'd expect to be the best outcome from having had the opportunities he did in art that genuinely came from initially wowing the older industry professionals: make enough money to be able to choose any project you want, chill out in between, meet a bunch of other cool artists, support your mum
and he's very very good at his job also
#that man had the tiniest taste of fame and went no im going back to wales unless im working fuck that#and i can respect that#taron egerton#he'd be great to see onstage i think#kingsman was a great time for me -- met mimi changed my life wrote a years long rpg began to write fanfic and dip my toe in fandom#outside of simply lurking
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I'm a Ninjago, Good Omens, Hannibal, Loki, Sherlock, Kindergarten, Kingsman, LEGO Dreamzzz, Last Kids On Earth, Our Flag Means Death, Red White & Royal Blue, Ducktales, The Three Caballeros, Doctor who, Trollhunters, Tales of Arcadia, Cuphead, What We Do In The Shadows, and Carmen San Diego Fan FIRST and a functioning human being second
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Hii can I request smut?
Hi there! I actually don't write smut. Hope this helps, have a good day!
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Top 10 favorite movies. 🎥
( in no particular order but all are in my top 10)
1. Elvis (2022)
2. Kingsman golden circle (2017)
3. My Big Fat Greek Wedding (2002)
4. Cinderella (2015 is the one I prefer.)
5. My big fat Greek wedding 2 (2016) (yes I enjoy all of the 3 my big fat Greek wedding movies. And all the movies are definitely in my top 30 list of favorite movies. )
6. Beauty and the Beast (1991 and 2017)
7. High School Musical 2 (2007)
8. Monte Carlo (2011)
9. Barbie (2023)
10. Sharpay fabulous adventure (2011) 
People I want to see do this: @austinbutlermischief @april-bandu-embata @abswifey @adoresbutlers @ab4eva @venus-haze @moonchildstyles @missmaywemeetagain @morby @sansaorgana @sagesolsticewrites @sassy-ahsoka-tano @stargazing-imagines @lindszeppelin @louisejoy86 @etherealising @dre6ming @daysofyellowroses @codysmoon @carmenized-onions @carmenberzattosgf @thebearer @purejasmine @plymptontwin @meaningful-negativity @majestyjade @thecapricunt1616 and anyone that wants to join.
(Ether make this post a long chain or post your own.
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Pairing: Agent Whiskey x trans!reader
Words: 844
Rating: R (its smutty ya'll)
Summary: After last night, you decide to give some love to your favorite cowboy.
Author: Mod Mouse
Warnings: Cock worship, cum eating, ball worship (18+ MDNI)
Note: This is a sorta continuation of the previous Agent Whiskey entry, but you don't have to have read it to get this fic.
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“Oh hun, can you come in here for a sec?” You called from your shared bedroom. Quickly you glanced around the room for the ideal positions. When your eyes landed on the bed, you smirked and swiftly sat just how you wanted. It wasn’t before long that the familiar soft steps of Jack’s gate waltzing down the hallway.
“What is it–oh sugar,” Jack smirked as he saw what sight greeted him. Cheekily you leaned back on your hands wearing nothing but one of Jack’s dark button downs. You puffed out your chest, the material sliding down your shoulders revealing more skin.
Hungrily Jack licked his lips and sauntered up the edge of the bed. With his fingers he titled your chin up to meet his brown eyes. “Now what do I owe such a wonderful treat?”
“Well you took such good care of me last night. I thought I would return the favor.” You licked your lips as your fingers danced on the fancy belt buckle you got him last year for your anniversary.
“Darlin’ you take care of me everyday.” He replied gently cupping your cheek in his rough palms.
You smiled and kissed callused skin. “That may be very true, but I wanted to give a little bit more attention to my favorite part.”
Before Jack could ask what you meant, your fingers quickly undid his belt and unzipped his pants letting them pool on the carpet beneath him. Jack gasped softly at your movements, pink tint dusting his cheeks. “Mmmmm you love my cock don’t ya sugar?”
Gently you nuzzled your cheek against the clothed cock taking in the musky scent that always filled you with lust. “I adore it.” You purred, kissing the head. Beads of precum were already puddling against the material and you hungrily lapped it up. The salty taste brought many fond memories to your mind.
Jack groaned and carefully tangled his fingers in your hair gently pressing your face into his cock. “Fuck darlin’ your killin’ me.” Your eyes glanced up at your husband. Hunger filled them as his cheeks flushed a deep red.
You chuckled and brought your hands to the edge of his briefs. With a long teasing tug, you pulled them down his thighs until they joined his pants on the floor. As you made your way back up to his cock, you kissed his hairy thighs, biting them in the same places he bit you last night.
“Fuck~” He moaned and gently pulled your hair.
Smirking against his skin, you kissed up his toned leg from long hours of working on the ranch until you reached his balls. Not too big but just the right size for them to rest in your palm. They had already grown heavy from the cum and you licked your lips. You couldn’t wait for a taste.
With the promise of a treat spurring you on, you quickly kissed up his already hard length lapping at the prominent vein. Wasting no time at all you expertly swallowed him down to the base, your throat adjusting to his girth with practiced ease. Moans vibrated your neck as the familiar feeling of Jack's cock twitching inside of you filled your stomach with familiar neediness.
“Shit darlin y-you gotta warn a fella if yer gonna do that. Fuck~” He panted as he tighted his fingers in your hair. He was controlling himself from just fucking your mouth then and there.
You moaned around his cock as you slowly started bobbing your head up and down, taking him fully each time. Sucking in your cheeks, you pooled spit in your mouth, some escaping down your chin. Precum coated your tongue and you moaned as it slid down your throat. With half lidded eyes you stared up at him, your lust very apparent.
As you thrusted him in your mouth you massaged his balls making sure that each one got enough love. Gently roll them between your fingers as you felt them clench over and over. You knew Jack was close from the way he gasped and moaned, and you clenched at the sight. Jack’s head tipped back in pleasure, eyebrows squinted together as he rutted his hips forward, needing just a little bit more stimulation.
You gently lapped at the most sensitive part of his cock and that was enough for him. “Shit shit darlin’ I’m-I’m gonna..Fuck!” He swore as he came. Thick ropes of cum shot down your throats and the sweet tang of salt hit your tongue. You moaned as it slid down your throat. He stayed inside your mouth a bit longer before his softened dick slid from your lips, a long trail of saliva connecting the two.
“D-Darlin’ that was quite the surprise.” Jack panted as he leaned down to kiss you. He moaned as the taste of his own cum graced his lips.
With a gently but firm tug, Jack whispered in your ear. “Now I’m gonna make you scream on my tongue.” You shuttered at his words, but you couldn’t be more excited.
credit: @inklore
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I’m considering organising a kingsman fanzine because it’s been (almost) 10 years since first film came out. So, this post is to see how interested people are in a Kingsman fanzine! This zine would focus around the characters of Kingsman and their relationships. Applications are set to open on 1 September.
If you're interested, please reblog and/or fill out this form!!
Feel free to message me if you have any questions!
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