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What time is it? Baking time!
Like/Reblog if you'd be interested in a baker just trying to make his dream come true or a silly little prince trying to peacefully run a candy kingdom!
Chapters: 1/1 (3248 words) Fandom: Kingsman (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Harry Hart & Eggsy Unwin, Tilde/Eggsy Unwin Characters: Harry Hart, Eggsy Unwin, Tilde (Kingsman), Kingsman Agents, Statesman Agents Additional Tags: Eggsy Unwin as Merlin, Canon Compliant, Post-Canon, Prince Eggsy Unwin, Grief/Mourning, Mental Instability, Mental Health Issues, Rebuilding, rebuilding kingsman, Pick a Puppy Series: Part 9 of Queensman
Summary: Being Merlin isn't just yelling at new recruits and helping Arthur pick out new wall paper for the mansion -- or for that matter spending disproportional amounts of time at the kennel with the puppies. Being Merlin also means sending agents out in the field, and sometimes they don't come back.
Even if Eggsy deep down knows that, he's not prepared for the reality of it.
Notes: See! I haven’t forgotten about this series yet! Also... we need to start using the tags “Rebuilding Kingsman” and “Pick a Puppy” so that they become searchable. Come on, fandom! We can do it! (Like Merlin Has a Large Cock, but that’s a different story, and we’re on our way there! XD)
💝💟💞💗💘💖💕💓💝💟💞💗💘💖💕💓 A huge shoutout to my dear prince Gary @fuwaprince for being one of the strongest, bravest, cutest, loveliest and most precious people I’ve ever met!! You’re so damn important to me and I owe you so much! *hugs forever and ever* 💝💟💞💗💘💖💕💓💝💟💞💗💘💖💕💓
I love them
"Would Marshall still love me if I was a worm? I mean, I'd still love him if he was a scary vampire."
I watched the s04e03 of The Crown this week (yes, I know, I am this slow) and had the most overwhelming Eggsy feels about. So this happened. Minor spoilers for the episode in question.
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“Another?” Tilde asks in the suggestive way that actually means “Let’s watch another episode!” and reaches for the remote to skip the 5 seconds before autoplay starts the fourth episode of the latest season of The Crown.
“No, I need a…” mutters Eggsy stumbles up from the sofa. He leaves in a daze without noticing the weird look Tilde gives him.
He doesn’t know where he’s heading, so he ends up in their bedroom. With a sigh he sinks down on the bed and covers his face in his hands. The episode had been brutal and poked at things he didn’t know he carried. It followed Lady Diana from when Prince Charles proposed to their wedding day. Weeks upon weeks of isolation. Studies about how to become part of a family that clearly didn’t want her. Stalked by the media. Hounded by them perhaps even?
It is far from his own experience joining a royal family -- though he did have higher to climb -- but it had made him so distressed that he’s now close to tears. Part of it is probably guilt about how harshly he’s unknowingly judged Lady Diana. Not that he has any memories of her, he was too young when she died, but boho the poor princess, life is rough, innit it?
That saying about walking a mile in someone else’s shoes…
There is a knock on the door, and Tilde says, “Babe? You okay?”
Eggsy lowers his hands and looks up at the ceiling. “Yeah,” he lies. “‘m fine.”
“Can I come in?”
“Yeah.”
Tilde opens the door and comes in without making a sound. He puts on a smile that doesn't convince either of them as she sits down next to him on the bed.
“You never did to me what they did to her,” he says. “Not even close.”
“But it hit close, didn’t it?”
Eggsy exhales and nods. “Yeah.”
“Which part?”
All of them, he wants to say, but doesn’t. Because it’s not really true.
“When she called her mates after getting to the palace,” he says instead. “I did the same… I… She’s Lady Fucking Di and she-- I called my mates too. She, she became a person.”
Tilde nods, waits for more, but Eggsy doesn’t know what else to say even though that is only the start of it. He had seen himself in the painful scenes when Diana greeted the royals, in the condescending lessons, in the loneliness (though his had been language related more than anything else) and awkwardness… and everything hurt so much more because he had never considered her human before. The life she had lived was so completely forigen to anything in his own life that it just hadn’t been possible to connect the two.
Until now, when he had seen her -- or the actress, really -- call her friends.
“Who am I?” he asks.
“To everyone who matters, you’re Eggsy,” Tilde says calmly, “but to a lot of people you’re Lady Fucking Di.”
“That’s insane.”
“Most of the time it’s what makes it bearable.”
Eggsy tries to smile again, it doesn’t work any better than before. He feels incredibly small. Right here, right now, he has no idea who Prince Gary, Duke of Västergötland even is. As if that person -- as if part of him -- isn’t real.
“I’m sorry,” he says.
Tilde shakes her head. “Don’t be, it’s okay. I imagine becoming a public person this way is a very special kind of trauma.”
“Heh…” His smile becomes almost genuine. “Suppose so.”
He hasn’t thought about it that way, but she’s right. It isn’t like seeing Harry get shot in the head or Brandon and Merlin get blown up, it’s not like being drowned or asked to shoot your dog, instead it’s quiet and persistent and ongoing. And framed as a privilege and a fairy tale.
He’s not allowed to complain.
“Is there anything I can do?” asks Tilde.
“Don’t send me on a lunch date with your ex?”
She laughs. “I promise. Anything else?”
Eggsy shakes his head, reaching for her hand. “I’m fine.”
“If you’re planning on stiff-upper-lip this…”
He laughs. “That ain’t the type of English I am and you know it.”
“I know,” she says, squeezing his hand “But you had a minor anxiety attack while watching The Crown, so I’m not sure ‘fine’ is the right word.”
“Yeah…” Eggsy makes a face. “Perhaps not. I just don’t know what to...”
“It’s okay. You don’t have to.”
Eggsy rests his head on her shoulder with a sigh and she puts an arm around him. He feels drained, but more at ease than when he’d left the sitting room.
“I don’t regret it, just so you know,” he says, to make sure she knows that, because Tilde calling the entire experience -- and by extension their relationship -- a trauma is daunting. “I’d do it all again.”
He means it. It’s worth it, all of it, to be able to sit here with her. It doesn’t mean it’s easy, but it is damn close to that fairy tale.
Chapters: 1/1 (5416 words) Fandom: Kingsman (Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tilde/Eggsy Unwin Characters: Tilde (Kingsman), Gary "Eggsy" Unwin Additional Tags: Nobel Prize, Formalwear, Prince Eggsy Unwin, Dresses, Eggsy Wears a Dress, Tailoring
Summary: Eggsy wears a dress to this year's Nobel Prize celebrations, because he has a platform now and he will use it.
Notes: There is no Nobel Prize ceremony or banquet in Stockholm (or Oslo) this year, which makes me really sad because I truly need dresses and tiaras in the middle of December. So I'm keeping my (almost) annual tradition of posting a Nobel fic!