#ogentleknight

[empireofcrime]

“Excuse me, is this seat taken?”

Lazy in his movements, Jim tore his eyes away from whatever magazine he happened to lay his hand on and looked up at the man from under his cocked brows. In a blink he scanned him and even though he’d rather not have anyone invade his private space, which for someone as small as Jim shouldn’t be as much as it really was, but with one glance at the man he found himself smiling. Smirking, actually. He seemed decent, well dressed and with good manners. Short of Jim almost wanting to call him daddy but he just coughed and blinked the thought away. 

“Oh no, please.” he invited him and respectfully placed the magazine down on the table. 

[lesfleursfortes-a]

{ @ogentleknight liked this for a starter from maya }

“I got it, Mom!” she called out as she walked over to the front door when someone knocked.  Pulling the door open, she looked up and found herself widening her eyes at who was waiting on the other side.  “Uncle Harry?  What are you doing here?”

[vetusxestxperpetuaxdeos]

Welcome poppet

Marie was annoyed to say the least. She was in a dress in the middle of London heading to get more training to help with the other version of statesmen. She walked into a suit store, black hair slightly curled, lips covered carefully with red lipstick heels clicking the floor. She looked around unsure whether the man she was supposed to meet was there just yet.

[kingsmanmakings]

@ogentleknight​ continued from here.

     It was impossible to sleep with the burden of Merlin’s death weighing on his shoulders, but he was relieved that Harry managed it in spite of all the chaos. Some of his time was spent watching him, but most of it resulted in wallowing in guilt up to his chin; one false step and he might drown. Eggsy stared absently at the wall until he heard movement, felt his partner’s weight settle into the chair beside him.

    Silence reigned as he laid his head against his shoulder and closed his eyes, listened to the sound of his breathing and felt his warmth in his arms; Harry was a pillar of strength when he felt so uncharacteristically weak. Like this, he could relax, could settle, and it was not long before he fell asleep, secure in the knight’s arms.

    Eggsy did not wake until several hours later, until the flight was nearing its end. Eyes opened and blinked in confusion before he lifted his head and looked up at Harry, groaning away the sleep clouding his mind. “Are we almost there?”

[kingsmanmakings]

“i’m yours. i always have been.”

FLUFF STARTERS / PROMPTS (II)

    “And I’m yours, Harry.” The young man embraced the knight as he brought his head into the tailored space between his shoulder and neck, combed his fingers through his hair. If not for all of the things that came between them since they met; Kingsman training, Harry’s coma, the bullet at the church, they would have been inseparable since the start, and they were since they had been reunited. One did not come without the other, Eggsy always on his left, protecting his vulnerability. “We have a lot of lost time to make up for.”

     @ogentleknight

[my12percentofamoment]

“ What just happened? “

@ogentleknight

Holding her head, she rolled over. “"I was kinda hoping you’d tell me,”"Pepper groaned. “"Do you feel like you’ve been hit by a truck?” The woman didn’t drink much, but it would have been odd if Harry had felt it too. “"Please tell me you’re sober.”

[vetusxestxperpetuaxdeos]

Down once more

Darkness is all she really knew. Then one day Cerberus her dog ran out and disappeared. She was frantic and terrified trying to search for her beloved dog. The Raven haired Death god forgot the burn of her skin and the warmth.

‘CERBERUS! CERBERUS! where are you?!’ Her pale feet bleeding from the roses as she ran through the bush. Tears forming on her face as she shouted for him.

[kingsmanmakings]

❝ i’m not going anywhere. ❞

FLUFF STARTERS / PROMPTS (II)

      Eggsy barely held it together as the group that gathered to meet Harry after a close call with his life began to disperse; he nearly lost his partner that day, but Hart proved repeatedly that he was a survivor. “Don’t ever do that to me again.” 

       The young man held his waist, squeezed Harry as he laid his cheek on his shoulder. After the events in Kentucky, the experience was traumatic; shaken to his core, only Harry’s reassurance calmed him. “I was so worried about you.”

@ogentleknight