F: Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.I’m pretty fond of this bit from my fic Come Undone, because I always have fun with cocky and vulnerable Eggsy
“Harry,” he says, feeling helpless and overheated. He runs his hands carefully over Harry’s front, relieved not to feel any broken bones, only bruises and shallow cuts that make Harry hiss and grasp Eggsy’s hands to hold them still. Eggsy lets out a slow breath, feeling absurdly like he might cry, or laugh, or press up against Harry and hump his leg like a horny puppy while Harry holds his hand.
“What are you doing here?” Harry asks. “I thought Bors and Percival – ”
“Fuck that,” Eggsy says flatly. Harry’s eyebrows threaten to disappear into his hairline. Eggsy says, “You was being fucking tortured. They was hurting you. I could hear – they was gonna kill you. Arthur had no right sending anyone else. Fuck Bors and Percival. They don’t know what you - ”
“Gawain,” Harry cuts him short. “You were unprepared, outnumbered. You could have been killed.”
Eggsy glances at the bodies on the floor, arches an eyebrow. Cocky as shit, he says, “Not fucking likely.“
Harry sighs, a little condescending. “Eggsy, overconfidence will - ”
“Harry.” Eggsy’s voice breaks halfway through. He meets Harry’s eyes stubbornly, mutinous, feels the weight of the posh Kingsman suit and the sick dread of Harry’s potential disapproval like a boulder on his shoulders. He squares them up anyway. “They had no right sending anyone after you but me.”
M: Got any premises on the back burner that you’d care to share?I’ve had a Kingsman fic in the works for over a year now where it’s a couple years post-movie and Dean has legitimately rehabilitated while in prison, and once released he’s kept his distance but has written letters to apologize and really turned his life around, and he’s killed in a car crash and Eggsy is conflicted about it because his relationship with Dean was so complicated, and then he totally loses his cool when he sees his mum actually mourning and they get into an ugly argument that gets very personal and then a few weeks of furious brooding, but eventually they hash out years and years of trust issues and fear and doubt and insecurity and so much guilt between them.