[takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin]

For the record it's actually been almost three years

and it will probably be that long before I show up again lmao

[takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin]

it's literally been like two years lmao what's poppin

[goodresolutionschallenge]

2018 Challenge Now Open!

It’s officially the first day of a new year, and many of you are setting yourselves resolutions to improve your lives this new year. Let us help you with that!

The 2018 Good Resolutions Challenge is now open! In case you missed it, this challenge is about setting goals and getting support in finishing one of those WIPs that you have sitting around. With a deadline to work towards and network of other writers, artists, and cheerleaders, we’re hoping to help you finish that work that’s been languishing in your WIP folder for who knows how long.

Interested in signing up for the 2018 Challenge? Follow the link below and fill out the Google form. Sign-ups are open from January 1st to January 20th. Questions? Check out our Rules and Guidelines and if you can’t find the answer, please feel free to send us a message.

2018 Good Resolutions Challenge Sign-Up

Hope to see many of you signing up. Let’s start this year off right!

[elletromil]

So tagging a few people now that the sign-ups are open :D

@the-red-dame @annaofaza @hartwinorlose @anarchycox @thesilverqueenlady @sententiousandbellicose @takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin @awesomehartwintrash @pemberley-press @hisreindeerjumper @missbeckywrites @bouncybrittonie @childishzombiejellyfish @darcyfirth @getinthefuckingjaeger @kingsmanhartwin @liprouvaire @oggalahad @ogkingsmanhartwin @coloursflyaway @zombiisheep

[takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin]

Pls pls tell me there is more to "Hot for Teacher" because I am dying xD Pleeeeaaassseee

I have every intention of making it an actual fic, I just don’t know when I’ll get around to it 😅😅😅

[hartwindaily]

hartwin + text posts [1/??]

[tokikataba]

Still in the dreams.

[takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin]

I’m winning a momentary sinning a moment passing after

[takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin]

Sunday Six

The first time Harry sees him, he’s walking down the stairs of the police station, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

The first words he says are “Who are you?”

The first time Harry sees her, she’s walking into the tailor shop with one raised eyebrow.

The first thing she says is “I’ve never met a tailor before, and I know you ain’t one.”

The first time Harry sees them, they’re smirking at him in the mirror, eyes glinting with mischief.

The first thing they say to him are “You think we’ve got anything to lose?”

[takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin]

Camboy!AU where Eggsy does a show four times a week, never showing his face, but always putting on the best show he can for his paying audience.

Harry as the artist who’s best friend sets up an account for him on Eggsy’s website so Harry can “let loose” and “get the stick out yer arse so you can some work done Hart.”

Harry falling into lust with Eggsy’s hot bod. The movement of his lean muscles, the moles on his bum, the thickness of his cock as he slowly jerks himself for the camera.

And maybe Harry falls in love with this mysterious boy? man? too. Their laughter, their wit, their accent that grows thicker as they grow closer to orgasm, breath hitching before long, drawn out moans (partially for the audience and partially because they know how to work their body.)

And so it’s not really Harry’s fault when his newest exhibit ends up being paintings and sculptures and charcoal sketches of this young man’s body that’s been burned into his mind.

And Harry’s just paying for those private sessions with this “Gary” for references. It’s like those naked models in art class, it’s purely for research purposes.

And Eggsy who is curious about this one subscriber, the one person who never misses a private session, and whose payments never decline even when the sessions run well into the hundreds.

Eggsy who blushes at their compliments and how they can keep up with his banter. This one subscriber that he doesn’t have a name or face for other than “Galahad.” The most he has is the image of a chest, barely covered by a shirt that isn’t buttoned at the top, when his subscriber didn’t turn off his webcam.

Eggsy who is dragged to an art show by his best friend, Roxy, expecting it to be anther stuffy painter who flaunts their money in obnoxious exhibits.

Instead he sees himself, or rather his body.

And he catches a glimpse of that chest, still not yet covered, top two buttons of a shirt ignored as the artist chats with Roxy, and he /knows./

Harry hears a gasp and turns to see the most beautiful young man, right before a server bumps into them, and he watches as champagne soaks through the young man’s white shirt.

Harry would know that body anywhere.

(And then they totally do it in the bathroom while Roxy and Merlin are gossiping about their respective pining asshole best friends.)

[takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin]

Need Help Finding a Fic

Hey guys~ Breaking my hiatus to ask for help finding a fic for @blackshirox​

It’s a multi-chaptered Hartwin fic and the remembered details are below:

I’m looking for one of those “Eggsy thinks Harry’s dead but he’s not” Hartwin stories. I remember that Eggsy was on a mission and was supposed to kill some female terrorist (who knew Harry in the past) and instead got kidnapped and drugged with some mind control drug(?). Later he had a psychotic breakdown and ran from Kingsman to kill the terrorist but the drug was slowly killing him. I remember that he had a fight with Harry and Kingsmen on a roof (in Berlin i think) and after fell into a river.

Thanks in advance to everyone! 

[typewritersandtentacles]

I’d like to know this fic too pls and ty

[thisbirdhadflown]

Sounds like @nerodeniro‘s “my saints have fallen” series. Definitely recommend, what a wild ride!

[takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin]

@blackshirox looks like we have two votes for My Saints Have Fallen! Hopefully this is it!

[takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin]

[takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin]

Need Help Finding a Fic

Hey guys~ Breaking my hiatus to ask for help finding a fic for @blackshirox​

It’s a multi-chaptered Hartwin fic and the remembered details are below:

I'm looking for one of those "Eggsy thinks Harry's dead but he's not" Hartwin stories. I remember that Eggsy was on a mission and was supposed to kill some female terrorist (who knew Harry in the past) and instead got kidnapped and drugged with some mind control drug(?). Later he had a psychotic breakdown and ran from Kingsman to kill the terrorist but the drug was slowly killing him. I remember that he had a fight with Harry and Kingsmen on a roof (in Berlin i think) and after fell into a river.

Thanks in advance to everyone! 

[takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin]

Welcome to Kingster

[freelancerstellar]

It’s those age accurate?

[takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin]

LMAO NO i made this like last year? two years ago? i think i just kinda bullshitted numbers i have no idea where i got them from (because colin is older than mark IDK)

[takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin]

Sorry, I'm in the mood for some angst. Hartwin: "I'm sorry, but... this isn't good enough."

“I’m sorry, but…this isn’t good enough.”

Harry looks up from his newspaper, hand frozen half way through delivering his breakfast to his mouth. Eggsy looks miserable on the other side of the table, the younger man almost in tears as he struggles to look at Harry. Silence hangs between them for a moment, Harry setting down the items in his hands to focus on Eggsy.

“What isn’t good enough?”

There’s more silence, Eggsy struggling to speak through the tears that have begun to fall from his eyes. Harry feels his heart clench. Nothing good was going to come from this conversation.

“We aren’t. We aren’t good enough. Not anymore.” Harry goes to speak, but Eggsy shakes his head. He’s not done yet.

“It’s been three years,” Eggsy continues, “and you haven’t told me you love me. It’s been three years, and we haven’t had sex in the past year. It’s been three years and…and…you aren’t here.”

Harry frowns. He’s been either in their home or at Kingsman. If anything, Eggsy was the one who was never around, and he tells Eggsy as such.

“Not physically,” Eggsy says in frustration, “emotionally, Harry. Emotionally or mentally. You aren’t here. For fucks sake, the last time we spoke was two weeks ago, even though we live together! The last time we fucked, you just went through the motions and then forgot about me after you got off!”

You’re always reading your damn paper, or pampering the new recruits, or in your office where I can’t reach you! I haven’t mattered to you in over a year and I thought maybe you would get better. That you were still adjusting to the Arthur position. But it hasn’t, and it isn’t good enough for me to stay in this relationship.”

“Eggsy-”

Harry just stares while Eggsy gets up and turns to go to their room.

“I’m leaving Harry.”

Send me a sentence and pairing and I’ll write the next five (or more.)

[aiwa-sensei]

30 day AU challenge: Bonus round 8

Day 1 - Bonus round 7 - Bonus round 9?

“What the fuck!? What the fuck! Fuck, Harry! Is that ..?”

“Don’t look at it!”

I was checking out different monsters/folklore creatures once. I found this…:

The nuckelavee ( /nʌklɑːˈviː/) or nuckalavee is a horse-like demon from Orcadian mythology that combines equine and human elements (…) the nuckelavee has a man’s torso attached to a horse’s back as if it were a rider. It has its origins in Norse mythology and is the most horrible of all the demons of Scotland’s Northern Isles. (Wikipedia)

…and thought: “oh, a Scottish creature that looks like a human torso sewn to the horse’s back? Cool.” And so this wacky idea came up lol. General monster AU that is waaay overdue. I enjoyed that one quite a bit.

[takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin]

Welcome to Kingster

[takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin]

for the writing meme: i trusted you, or, dont leave (hartwin please)

Cult Leader!Eggsy came to mind :D

“I trusted you,” Harry whispers, flinching away from Eggsy as the younger man strokes his cheek, wiping away the blood with his other hand. Bright blues eyes (so bright, yet so dead) stare at him.

“You can still trust me,” Eggsy insists, as if he hadn’t kidnapped Harry, as if he hadn’t killed Merlin and Roxanne, as if they weren’t in the middle of nowhere with Eggsy’s followers guarding the doors. “Oh Haz, you can always trust me.”

Harry tries to move his face from Eggsy’s hands. “Don’t call me that. You don’t get to call me that.”

“You let me call you Haz last night, and the night before, and the nights before in the past month,” Eggsy murmurs with a sad pout, finally done with cleaning Harry’s face and checking the older man’s restraints. 

“That was before I found out you were a fuckin’ serial killer,” Harry growls, biting his lip as the ropes burned his skin, the collar around his neck tightening as Eggsy secured the attached chain to the wall.

“Serial killer,” Eggsy scoffs, “so commonplace, so…boring. No, Harry, I’m a god.” He grins, unhinged, and Harry is terrified. This is not Eggsy, if there ever was an Eggsy, his Eggsy was sweet and loving, caring for his family and dog and so-

Harry stops in horror.

“Are Michelle and Daisy here?”

Eggsy pauses, tipping his head to the side. “Well of course,” he says. He motions to the second door in the room, closed and secured by three separate locks. “You won’t be able to talk to them, they have a separate way in and out of my home.”

“Home,” Harry scoffs, trying to push the idea of Michelle and Daisy helping kidnap him out of his head, “it’s the gathering location for your cult.”

“Cult is such an ugly word,” Eggsy tuts, pulling hard at Harry’s restraints and smiling as Harry grimaces in pain again. “I prefer the word family.”

Harry glares at the man he once called his lover. Bull shite.

“Don’t look at me like that. Soon it will be your family too.”

Harry says nothing, gaze still hardened. Eggsy sighs and stands up, brushing off his sweatpants. It wasn’t worth arguing with Harry fresh from kidnapping him. Maybe in a few days he could start getting Harry to come around.

“I’ll be back with dinner, luv,” Eggsy announces before he leaves, slamming the door behind him, leaving Harry in darkness.