Me last year: Oh Yeah, I’m gonna watch this new show about a female superhero who just wants to do good and help people. Surely no suffering can come from it. I’m going for once ~treat myself~ and watch a feel good show.
Swearing, food mentioned, violence mentioned, Eggsy is a little bit beaten up, a little bit of fighting, mention of pain pills
deserve better.” & “Just sit down and let me take care of you.”
comes home from a rough mission feeling like he is not good enough for his
A/N’s: Wow! So,
this is the first reader insert fic that I have ever written. It also happens
to be the first thing I’ve ever written that I’ve let anybody read, so please
go easy on me. I’d love some constructive criticism, if anyone has any ideas on
how I could make my writing any better. Thanks! I hope you all enjoy.
hesitated to even go home that night. Part of him wanted to find somewhere else
to stay for the night, his mum’s or Roxy’s. His last mission had been rough. He
was beaten, bruised, and bloody. This wouldn’t be the first time he had come
home to her like this. At this point he knew that she was probably used to it,
that she maybe even expected it most nights and he hated that. He hated making
her upset or fearful for him. He hated that when he was on a mission, she was
stuck home, alone and worrying about his safety. But more than anything, he
hated the fact that he was what caused her distress.
until he reached their apartment building that he realized where his post
mission debrief walk had taken him. While completely lost in thought he had
made his way back to her. Right back to his incredible Y/N. Right back to the
woman he was so helplessly in love with. Even when he was internally debating
coming home or not he still found his way back to the girl he considered to be
his entire world. ‘I’m never gonna be
able to stay away from her.’ He shook his head at this thought. Eggsy knew that he couldn’t keep doing this to
her. He didn’t want to keep doing
this to her.
The brunette continues to stand outside of
their building for a few more minutes, just allowing himself a chance to sort
out his thoughts. He doesn’t know how long he ended up standing out there. It was
not until a man staring down at his cell phone almost knocked him over that he
finally decided that it was time to face the music. Taking one last deep breath
he walks into the small building, heading straight for the elevator and hitting
the button for his floor.
walks down the hallway to their apartment, he sends a small smile to the single
mother who lives down the hall and offers to help her bring her groceries
inside but she declines with a kind smile and a simple ‘No thanks’. Eggsy
stares down at the floor as he continues to walk, slightly disappointed that
his plan to procrastinate the conversation he was about to have had failed. He genuinely didn’t think that his heart could
beat any faster than it already was but he is quickly proven wrong once he
makes it to the end of the hall and finds himself standing in front of their
thing he notices once he steps inside is the sweet smell of his favorite
chocolate chip cookies. The familiar scent is almost able to bring a smile to
his somber looking face. Y/N always made the delicious treats when she had some
spare time before he came home. She had once told him that it was an old family
recipe and that her mother always made them for her when she was having a rough
day as a kid. A sigh escapes his lips as he hears her footsteps coming down the
hall to their bedroom. He is barely able
to set down his bag before she is pulling him into a tight hug. “You’re home! I
missed you while you were gone babe!” She says with such relief in her voice
that it almost breaks his heart.
beautiful. I missed you too.” He replies as he slowly pulls back from her hug
to look down at his sweet girlfriend. Her hair is pulled up in a messy bun with
a few pieces hanging loose around her face and at the back of her neck and she
is already in pajamas. A pair of fluffy polka-dot socks are on her feet. She
looks adorable (like always). She gives him a warm smile, but it starts to fade
when she notices the gloomy look on his face.
nickname still manages to make him smile. An old reminder of simpler times when
they were first introduced and she had – much like many other people he had met
– misheard his name. He places a gentle kiss on her forehead before walking
into the living room and sitting on their couch. He motions for her to come sit
down next to him and takes one more deep breath before he finally begins to say
what has been stuck in his mind since his mission ended.
making you worry about me.” He’s barely started and the look on her face is
already enough to make him want to shut up. The e/c eyed girl sitting next to
him looks confused and worried, which makes what he is trying to do so much
harder because this, this is exactly
what he is trying to stop from happening again. The entire point of what he is
saying, what he is doing was to stop himself from making her nervous anymore.
He closes his eyes for a second and reminds himself of what has been going
through his mind for hours, of all the times he came home and she had bags
under her eyes from the lack of sleep. Or of the texts he would get from her,
late at night when he was away on a mission. The ones that said things like ‘I
hope you’re getting some sleep baby, but I’m still up and I just wanted to check
in. Love you.’ or ‘I know you can’t tell me about what’s going on with the
mission, but please tell me that you’re doing ok at least.’.
reopens his eyes, but this time instead of looking at her, into her kind eyes,
he looks away, towards the coffee table where he sees the plate of her freshly
baked cookies and his body completely deflates. His normally cocky demeanor has been replaced
with one of hesitance and resignation. His shoulders are slumped and his jaw is
clenched. “You shouldn’t have to spend so much time wondering if I’m gonna come
home or not. You shouldn’t be stuck awake all night because you’re thinking
about what kind of danger I might be in on my missions.” He glances at the
floor next to the couch as he says this and notices JB sitting there with his
head tilted to the side, just staring at him, as if he too was wondering what the
fuck Eggsy was doing, “I mean fuck sweetheart, you are so incredible, way
too good for me. You deserve somebody who can provide you with some sense of
stability. Someone who you can count on to come home to you every night. I see
how exhausted you are when I get home from a mission and just when you start to
get rested again, I get called away. I can’t keep doing this to you.”
around when he had said that she was too good for him the h/c haired girl had
started slowly shaking her head, looking at him in what he could only describe
as pure horror. Before he could continue talking she cut him off, “Eggsy stop!
I don’t care about any of that stuff! I know you can’t tell me much about your
missions, but I can tell enough to know that what you do is incredibly
important. You go out there and you put yourself in danger to protect other
people. I will never ever be angry at you for that, for how brave that makes
you baby. I would choose you over some normal picket fence life any day. It’s
not even a question.”
first time in minutes Eggsy looks up at her, into her e/c eyes. He is no longer
able to continue to try to stay strong and Y/N can see the tears in his green
eyes. Letting out a deep breath he mumbles, barely loud enough to hear, “You
the normally collected girl bolts out of her seat next to him and throws her
hands in the air before crying out, “You know what! Maybe I do, but even if
that is somehow true I don’t want better! I want you!” She takes a deep breath
and lowers herself to a kneeling position in front of him and gently places her
hands on his knees, “I don’t care what kind of baggage comes along with you. I
will gladly put up with any of it if it means that I still get to be with you
and cuddle with you and love you! I
love you Eggsy and I can’t stand the idea of not being your girl anymore. So
please, if you genuinely believe that I would in any way be better off without
you then do whatever the hell you have to get that thought out of your head!”
on the couch stares down at her and lets out a sob before collapsing forward onto
the floor next to her. He clumsily pulls her towards him and hides his face
into the curve of her shoulder and she carefully maneuvers herself into his lap
and wraps her arms around him and for the first time since he got home she is
able to truly take him in. She notices the bruises running along his cheek
bones and the one surrounding his left eye. She can only imagine the bruises
that lay under his suit which is now getting wrinkled by their position. After
a moment, she carefully pulls away from him and rubs her thumb over his split
please, you’re hurt. Just sit down and let me take care of you.”
while staring into her eyes and allows then both to stand up. He sits down on
the couch while she rubs her hand carefully over his face one more time before
she walks into the kitchen and grabs a few ice packs as well as some pain meds
and water. Once he has taken the pills she sends him to get changed into some
comfier clothing and grabs them both a glass of milk before sitting down on the
couch and turning on the tv. She puts on some random sitcom while she waits for
him to come back and finally allows herself to process everything that has just
walks back into the room she is just staring at the coffee table, completely
lost in her own thoughts and he has to call out her name to get the girl to look up
at him. He had changed into an old sweater and some sweatpants. When she does
finally look up at him, he looks concerned and she gives him a small smile to
let him know that she is ok before moving over slightly so that he can sit down
next to her. Once he is comfortable on the couch beside her, she hands him the
ice packs and the milk before reaching forward and grabbing the plate of
cookies. They each grab a few and he places his arm on the couch behind her
head, allowing the girl to rest against his side. He smiles after he takes his
first bite of cookie and kisses her on the forehead, quietly telling her how
much he loves her and her cookies.
glad,” she says before joking, “I make them with love.”
chuckles. They spend the next few hours on the couch and they eventually end up
laying down, him behind her, stomach and chest pressed up against her back. As
the night goes on and they both begin to get sleepier and sleepier he begins to
rub his hand up and down her arm. Just as she begins to drift off she turns her
head to look at him and says, quietly, “You are right about me being terrified
to lose you during a mission, but what scares me even more is the idea that you
might leave me voluntarily.”
presses a kiss to her nose and gently tells her, “Don’t worry love. I ain’t
going anywhere. I promise.”
@kurtwxgners Thanks for letting me tag you and I hope that you like it!
can you do a fic where youre in love with suga but he rejects you because
you’re like a little sister to him but when you start to avoisld him or
something, he starts to miss you. Thank you!!
- Limerence; (n) the state of being infatuated with another person. -
Pairing: Yoongi x
(what’s new), public embarrassment (I guess?)
Word Count: 8414
(I’m so sorry)
Authors Note: Yoongi
is my babe and I love him with all my heart as much as I love Jungkook and I want
to protect him and love him and care for him forever and always *gasps for air*
So yeah. A Suga request! I’m so sorry this took forever, and I’m even sorrier
that it’s so long, I know long fics aren’t everyone’s cup of tea, but I hope
you enjoy it regardless. Let me know what you think, and happy reading!
Hi Steph! I just rewatched TBB after a long time and tbh I had forgotten how smol they were back then. Like nothing has been normal since The Fall and then Mary. Everything has become so complicated and dark (not that I'm complaining. It's beautiful in a way.) I was just so taken aback you know? What if The Fall never happened? What if the boys never had to go through that kind of suffering? What if they kept solving crimes not directed by a psychopath? How different would things have been then?
Why are you making me think of better times *cries*
~~~T H E Y W E N T O N H O L I D A Y T O G E T H E R.~~~
that moment when you started like 10 stories but you still piecing them together trying to make an ending
Ivar couldn’t help but smile softly at the sight before him. You were sprawled out across the furs, sleeping soundlessly. A small frown was painted upon your features. Judging by the way your upper body was positioned and that there lay a book close by you, you had attempted to stay up and wait for his return home. He had to attend a meeting about the future raids in England, discussing new plans and tactics to defeat the Saxons and gather more loot.
You would normally attend such meetings, either sitting on his lap quietly and playing with the hair at the back of his nape, an act that calmed him without distracting him too much from the planning. Sometimes, however, you would pipe in with some ideas, and Ivar would be reminded of how much he loved you. You were the most intelligent and most beautiful woman he had ever saw before. Being a Viking, you were not as kind as the servants, and knew when to speak up for yourself. Yet harsh Norse words left you tongue so gracefully that Ivar was captivated from the first time he lay his eyes on you.
He crawled over carefully and started taking off the leather straps binding his legs together.
You stirred in your sleep, slowly awakening at the sound of rustling.
From point A to point B really.. but I’m open to interpretations :)
“Had another talk about where it’s going wrong, but we’re still young, we don’t know where we’re going but we know where we belong” - I can picture Gemma being someone he talks to when he needs advice on something serious. He’s always saying how she’s smarter than him and stuff. And I think Harry’s road ahead is new one, and maybe an unsure one for the first time in years.. And maybe Gemma feels the same? But the one thing they have, is a strong home life :) “We know where we belong”. ❤️ And yeah, they’re both young, duh.
“We started two hearts in one home.” They def did :)
“It’s hard when we argue. We’re both stubborn, I know.” I can see this lol. Them arguing a bit over silly things sometimes, and I def think Gemma can be stubborn. (not in a negative sense, but she’s very opinionated and clever and I don’t think she’s afraid to tell him the blunt truth, and also, maybe stuff he doesn’t wanna hear sometimes. Like siblings do, hehe.)
“When I run out of rope (road?), you bring me home” Again, she’s someone he can count on when he’s a bit directionless and/or needs advice.
“Sweet creature, we’re running through the garden, where nothing bothered us” An imagery of them running around in their garden as kids, and how he sometimes thinks about simpler times when they were young, like nostalgic thoughts :)
“I always think about you and how we don’t speak enough” They grew up and Harry has been traveling the world since he was 16 basically.. and he’s always mentioned how the one thing that’s negative about his job is that he doesn’t see his family much, and I can imagine that Harry sometimes can forget to call/text? Like, I don’t think he means anything by it, I can just see him as someone who sometimes just zones out from that stuff, ‘cause he’s not huge on social media and stuff and he prefers actual face to face convos. Which with his job, is difficult sometimes :p And I can see him thinking about how he wishes they spoke more, and meaning to do something about it, but then time just slips away from him… maybe esp when he was away on tour, which he was pretty much every year, you know. And then it was the album and Dunkirk, so.
He’s repeating this sentiment of how they don’t talk enough, and they’re both stubborn and yadda yadda haha, but in the end, he just really misses this person, and they’re always in his thoughts and he values them so much.
And Gemma’s bf was filming Gemma and Anne during Sweet Creature at his concert in London. And Harry said it’s Anne’s favorite song on the album :)