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RHW: Chapter Three
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A/N: I am so unbelievably sorry that this is only just getting to you! I've been on holiday to the coast this week and totally forgot to schedule the chapter before I left. Then when I got there, I had pretty much no signal and no access to any decent internet so when I tried to post it, it failed. However, it does mean you get two chapters this week which is a bonus! Thank you for your patience.
And thank you, as always, to my saving grace during this whole writing process, @brayndilyn. You are amazing and I'm so lucky that you popped into my DMs that day last year. Life is brighter with you in it!
Warnings: Explicit language, narcissistic behaviours, rough relationships with maternal figure.
Word Count: 7.4k
December 23rd, 2021
Last minute work obligations for Taron and planning a book tour while also trying to continue her job for Liliana resulted in them not seeing one another since they’d had dinner and drinks. It wasn’t for lack of trying, either. They had both offered multiple dates that they were free but their schedules never lined up properly which neither of them enjoyed.
Despite their busy schedules, they had maintained their regular text conversations and it had reached a point that if Liliana hadn’t heard from Taron for as little as a few hours, she noticed she’d started to pout which worried her. The attachment she had for being friends with Taron again was growing stronger and his absence had begun to affect her more than she cared to admit.
It wasn’t a secret that she had been far happier since getting him back in her life. Though it only heightened how unhappy she had been before. If she was this sad not hearing from him for a few hours, she dreaded to think how she would feel if the happiness she’d only just gotten back was taken away. No doubt she would be worse than before the book launch. The thought alone scared her.
If Liliana had been completely honest with herself, not something she was regularly, she would have told herself that the feelings she had for Taron were slowly beginning to transform into slightly more romantic feelings of late. It had been Evelyn’s comment about them being a power couple that made her realise. She didn’t hate the comment her best friend had made, and found herself fantasising about a life with Taron on the tube home that evening.
It wasn’t difficult to imagine the future and what it could look like with Taron. Them being together and doing all the things; the small domestic activities like cooking together or watching TV curled up in one another’s arms, and the grand things like holidays abroad and attending events on one another’s arms. At work she found herself drifting off to think about him until Evelyn came into her office and knocked her back to reality with a thud.
Liliana’s feelings were unrequited. He couldn’t ever feel that way about her. He was an award winning actor and she was, well she was Liliana. She had a published book and that was as interesting as her life got. How could he ever think that way about her? He never did when they were younger. What would have changed in the years they weren’t in contact with one another?
As their road trip to Aberystwyth approached, Liliana couldn’t stop thinking about being in such an enclosed space with Taron for so long. Her stomach twisted any time she thought about it. Every night before bed she gave herself a peptalk, telling herself that she had to play it cool and see if she could get a read on Taron to decipher how he felt about her. If he felt anything about her at all.
It wasn’t the time to be making any grand gestures. They’d only been in contact again for a little over six weeks and she didn’t want to ruin what they had built back up. Especially not so close to Christmas.
On the morning he was due to pick her up for the drive home, she’d been a ball of nerves since her eyes opened. She anxiously flitted around her flat trying to get everything packed and tidied up before he got there. She cleaned every room twice and had reached the point of moving things from one place to another and then decided that she preferred them where they were before so moved them back. It was a vicious cycle that she couldn’t get herself out of. Until Taron arrived.
Taron had arrived a little earlier than planned to pick Liliana up, which was absolutely unheard of with London traffic, and Liliana wasn’t quite ready. She’d been in the middle of grabbing her toiletries when he texted to let her know he was there.
I’m just finishing getting my stuff together. I’ll buzz you in and you can come wait up here if you’d like? Instead of sitting in the car x
No problem. I’ll be there shortly x
No more than a second had passed between him pressing the buzzer and Liliana letting him in, pulling her front door open so he could walk right in without having to knock. Not that she would have wanted him to knock. All of her friends let themselves into her flat and she wanted Taron to feel comfortable enough to do the same.
With her suitcase now packed completely, she moved to the living room to get her handbag ready. When it came to roadtrips, no matter how short, she took them seriously. She stood in front of her bookshelf and stared at her many books to decide which one to take with her. Her own book, which was selling out everywhere at a rapid pace, sat front and centre staring at her and she smiled to herself.
‘I know you said your flat was tiny but this is petite,’ Taron commented as he walked through the front door into the narrow entryway that led to each of the three main rooms. He stepped around the suitcase Liliana had left and into the living room where she was trying to pick a book. ‘You know you’re only going for a week, right? That’s one hell of a suitcase for that short a trip.’
His words were light and teasing but Liliana went into panic mode. ‘If it’s too big for the car I can get a smaller one. It’s just got all of the Christmas presents I need to take and I don’t have any spare clothes at mum’s or anything.’
‘I was joking,’ he said quickly, putting his hands on her shoulders. ‘It’s fine. There’s plenty of space. Hello, by the way.’
‘Hi,’ she smiled, allowing him to pull her in for a hug. He smelled good. Fresh and clean and warm. Her arms tightened around his middle a little before she pulled away. ‘I just need to decide on a book to bring with me, or two because I get through books like I do cups of tea, and make sure everything is switched off and things are tidy and then I’m ready. Sorry I wasn’t ready to go when you got here.’
‘Don’t be sorry. I’m early. I was shocked at the lack of traffic, especially considering it’s the day before Christmas Eve.’
‘Merry Christmas,’ Liliana said, pulling two books from the shelf and putting them in her bag. ‘I can’t believe it’s already here.’
She walked through to the kitchen with Taron hot on her tail. The room was small and barely big enough for them both to stand in there at the same time. Their close proximity heightened their senses and Liliana had to clear her throat to break herself back into reality.
Taron cleared his own throat and offered to help Liliana check the switches. He himself had spent a good fifteen minutes checking each room of his flat to make sure that everything was in order. Liliana accepted his offer and asked if he could triple check the living room for her. He saluted playfully and headed back to the other room while Liliana took a deep, much needed breath.
‘I may have gone overboard because I got us some snacks for the road and I didn’t know what you’d prefer so there’s a selection of goodies from chocolate to snack bars to fruit,’ she confessed as she left her bedroom and pulled the curtain closed. ‘Knowing me I will also buy more snacks if we make a stop anywhere on the way there.’
Taron chuckled. ‘That sounds amazing. I’ve packed a couple of bits too and I always stop. I thought we could maybe stop for lunch? Even if it’s a drive-thru meal somewhere. You ready to go?’
Liliana nodded, reaching forward to grab her suitcase but Taron stopped her, his hand already on the handle pushing it down so that he could carry it easier. ‘I’ve got it, don’t worry. You just make sure that everything is locked up properly.’
‘You are a menace,’ she laughed as she followed him out of the flat. ‘But thank you. Make sure you watch me lock up. I will ask multiple times if I actually did lock up. I have already asked Marjorie across the way if she’ll keep an eye on things for me.’
Taron watched intently as Liliana locked the door and tried it to make sure that it was actually locked. ‘It’s locked. Come on, let’s get going.’
***
‘See that, that is why I refuse to drive in London. I hate how impatient other drivers are. Did you see the way he gestured at you?’ Taron had switched lanes on Wandsworth bridge over the Thames when a car sped in front of him and caused him to slam the brakes on. Taron had simply brushed the incident off but Liliana was baffled. ‘We’ve been on the road for five minutes and I already don’t know how you can drive so casually here. It’s awful.’
Taron chuckled softly from next to her, turning his attention to her when they hit a red light and he had to stop. ‘When was the last time you drove?’
Liliana thought for a moment. She had driven once in London, right when she first moved, and hated it so much that she hadn’t driven since. But even before that she rarely drove.
‘Oh god at least eight years,’ she laughed. ‘I never really enjoyed driving anyway. I much prefer being the one in control of the music. Which, by the way, I am excellent at, thank you very much.’
As they got in the car, Taron passed the auxiliary cable over, telling Liliana that she may be in charge of the music, just as long as her music taste was better than it was when she was a teenager. She’d laughed him off but quietly deleted three songs from the playlist she’d made the night before just in case.
‘You are going to have to give me some songs to add otherwise it’s going to be a Harry Styles road trip which personally, I wouldn’t be against. But that’s me who’s a fan of his.’
‘You know I met him once,’ Taron said casually, keeping his eyes on the road. Though he didn’t fail to notice her face turn towards him suddenly, no doubt with wide eyes. He’d just about seen her drop the phone into her lap.
‘You met him?’ She asked, blinking rapidly. ‘Harry Styles? What? When? Huh? How do I not know about this already? My two favourite men.’
She’d let the last sentence slip on accident but couldn’t take it back. Taron had heard it, and the twitch of his lips made it clear that he definitely had heard it. He laughed lightly and indicated into the junction so he could get on the motorway for the big portion of the drive.
‘It was a couple of years ago now in LA. It was this big meeting thing with Joni Mitchell. There were a few other people there too. Ellen Degeneres and Portia.’
‘Yeah, yeah cool. But you met Harry Styles?’
‘I did. We didn’t speak much but we had a good chat. Then there was this group photo that circulated the internet for a few days. He looked so much more put together than I did. I think he had this black cardigan on with a pattern on the front or something. I was there in a white t-shirt and a baseball cap.’
Liliana’s eyes widened. ‘I think I know the photo. Was it around this time of year? Joni had Christmas lights around her neck. I’ve seen a cropped photo of Harry and her. But you were there? Holy shit, Taron.’
She sits with the information for a little while, unable to process the fact that her best friend knows the man whose music got her through some of the hardest days of her writing process. Just as she thought about it, Sign of the Times started playing.
‘Do you think you could introduce us?’ She asked, letting her inner fangirl out. ‘That would make my entire life, honestly. Getting to meet Harry? Oh boy.’
Taron turned to look at her briefly, his eyes soft and full of adoration. ‘Absolutely not,’ he said, shaking his head before turning back to the road in front. ‘You’ll fall for him and I’ll lose you again.’
‘You won't lose me again,’ Liliana laughs solemnly.
Taron’s words sat heavy on her chest. I’ll lose you again. He’d lost her once before. She’d left him. What was once her strongest friendship with her favourite person on the entire planet had been thrown away so that she could run away to another country for a life where she didn’t have to be around her mum. The giddiness she experienced knowing that Taron knew Harry vanished and she was overcome with a solemn, uneasy feeling.
‘I’m really, really sorry,’ she whispered. She’d moved back to face forward and had let her hands drop to her lap. ‘For leaving. I’m sorry for leaving.’
‘Please don’t,’ he whispered back, sniffling once to rid himself of the tears pooling in his eyes. ‘It’s in the past. The only thing that matters now is that you’re here. I’m here. We’re here.’
Wordlessly, he reached over to grab her hand, resting them both together on the centre console. They weren’t holding hands but they were touching, and it was enough for them both to know that they were safe and with one another.
Taron didn’t need Liliana to apologise for leaving. He didn’t want her to. It may have taken him over a decade but he knew why she had to leave. He read her book. It told him things even he didn’t know growing up. It told him more than he could have ever imagined and his heart shattered into millions of tiny pieces as he read the intricate details of her childhood. The details she hadn’t shared with him before.
As much as he wanted to bring up what had been revealed to him in the pages, he didn’t want to make Liliana talk about it if she didn’t want to. He couldn’t begin to imagine how difficult it must have been for her to put everything down into words, to come to terms with what happened in her life. It can’t have been easy to publish that and have so many people read it and know about it.
He was in awe of the strength it must have taken her to bare her soul in such a way to the entire world. Reading the book that she’d so delicately written made Taron see Liliana for the strong, independent, powerful, yet softly adorable woman she was.
He didn’t bring it up for a little while. He let himself enjoy the comfortable silence, no matter how overrated he thought it was, and let Liliana have a few moments to herself. His hand remained touching hers the entire time and he wanted so badly to run his pinky finger over her to reassure her but he didn’t want to scare her or make her feel uncomfortable. He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her since their dinner and he was over the moon to see her again and spend a few uninterrupted hours with her.
‘Lil,’ he said after a little while, unable to keep it in any longer. She turned to him with red rimmed eyes and when he turned to her momentarily, his heart cracked just a little. ‘It’s none of my business, and we absolutely don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to but it’s been on my mind ever since I read your book.’
Liliana’s heart stopped. She knew that he would more than likely have read some of the book since she’d seen him last. But she hadn’t expected him to read the entire thing cover to cover with his busy schedule. She’d expressed feelings in the book that she hadn’t ever expressed with him and now he knew. He knew everything she’d been too afraid to tell him.
Taron was back to facing the road and he took a long, shaky breath. It was just as hard for him to bring up as it would be for Liliana to talk about. ‘I never realised the full extent of how bad you had it when we were younger. You always just threw your hair up and smiled like everything was fine when it really wasn’t. I wish I could have recognised it more at the time.’
‘Taron, it’s fine.’
‘It’s not fine, Lil,’ he sniffled. ‘It’s not fine. It was never fine.’
‘But it’s not your fault. We were kids. You were a kid. It wasn’t your responsibility to help me or see what things were like at home. I didn’t even realise the full extent of it until I was in Edinburgh and away from the situation. It took a lot of reflection, and a lot of crying in a therapist’s office, to realise what things were like. When we were kids, I didn’t know any different. It was just the way that I lived.’
A tear fell down Taron’s cheek and Liliana wiped it with the pad of her thumb, a sad smile on her face as she started to cry herself.
‘Look at us. I’m crying and none of it even happened to me.’ He took a long, deep, shaky breath and wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his t-shirt. ‘I regret that we lost touch.’
Liliana squeezed his hand once to tell him that she agreed and he smiled a very small smile at her.
‘We just completely lost touch and didn’t speak for fourteen years. I hate that we didn’t talk.’ His words were quiet, barely above a whisper, almost as if he were talking to himself rather than Liliana. ‘Now that we’ve finally reconnected, I would love nothing more than to stay in touch. I want us to keep our promises this time. I think that’s why I offered to drive you back to Aber. It gives us some uninterrupted time to just be together and talk about anything. Or nothing. I just want to be around you, Lil. I want us to be friends again. Real friends like we were before.’
‘I would love nothing more than to be friends again,’ Liliana smiled.
‘Things will be different this time around,’ Taron said strongly. ‘I won’t let anything like that happen to you again.’
They fell into another silence and Liliana focused on the road ahead. She thought back to being a child and how different her life really had been from the other kids in her class. Taron’s hand on hers kept her grounded as she remembered.
While all of her friends were out playing on the street on their bikes or playing with a ball in the local field, Liliana was cleaning or cooking dinner for the family. Even when she was as young as nine. She would go to the shop daily when they had run out of bread or milk or sugar and they needed more. When her friends were being called inside to get in the bath, she was making her mum a cup of tea so that she wouldn’t get into trouble.
Liliana would do everything in her power to make her mum happy, just so she could feel safe in her own house. If Eliza wasn’t happy, she would brush Liliana off completely. It had started before her dad left but it only got worse when he did. Eliza resented Liliana and took her anger and frustration out on her. Liliana being the kid that she was, would always plaster a smile on her face and act as though nothing was wrong, using the free time she had to go outside with Taron or visit his family when she needed somewhere safe to be.
She wiped a tear away without Taron seeing and blinked hard to stop herself from falling apart right there in his car. Taron had remained quiet but he knew she was going into a place that would make her sad and he wanted to cheer her up so he racked his brain for things he could distract her with.
‘Tell me more about Matilda,’ he said, remembering how Liliana had lit up the first time she told him about her.
‘She’s a little firecracker,’ she laughed, pulling up a photo of her on her phone to show Taron quickly while there was no traffic around. ‘She turned ten in August but if you knew her, you wouldn’t believe she was any younger than 21. She’s so smart. Smarter than I ever was at her age, and she’s got these beautiful brown eyes that just scream innocence. It’s one of the only differences between us; our eye colour. And our height. She’ll be taller than me soon. Her dad is a giant though so it doesn’t surprise me. She’s everything I ever wanted. Tell me more about Rosie and Marie. We were cut off the other week.’
‘If Matilda is a firecracker then they are little rascals,’ he chuckled, his head shaking. ‘They are to me what Matilda is to you. They’re my half siblings but I would never call them anything but my sisters. I hate the whole half sibling thing. They are my sisters and it’s as simple as that.’
Liliana nodded furiously. ‘Yes! Matilda is my sister. I’d be so mean to be like ‘no she’s just my half sister’. She isn’t half a sibling. She’s a full sibling.’
‘Exactly. They are honestly so amazing and I can’t wait to see them. They’re similar ages to Matilda. Maybe one day we could take them all out somewhere and they could get to know another. Continue the legacy of friendship.’
‘That’d be cool. Matilda loves meeting and talking to new people. Another difference between the two of us. Thank you for cheering me up. I don’t know how you always manage to do it. Even when you don’t know I need cheering up.’
Taron grabbed her hand affectionately. ‘It’s because I know you, Lil.’
***
‘Do you want me to come inside with you for a little bit?’
‘I’m okay, thank you though,’ Liliana responded with a smile.
She turned to her left and looked at the house she grew up in. It still looked like the same house. The bricks were still red and the path from the steps was worn and full of weeds. Yet somehow it felt different than it had the previous year and she couldn’t quite figure out why. It was the only house on the street without Christmas lights outside but she didn’t think that was it.
‘If you need anything, just let me know,’ Taron replied with a smile. Liliana returned it and took a deep breath. ‘I’m here for you, Lil.’
‘I know you are, thank you, Taron. I’ll text you later?’
Taron nodded and watched as Liliana stepped through the gate and up towards the house. He didn’t know what was waiting for her at the other side of the door but he could only hope that it was something good.
Rather than use her key to get in the house, Liliana knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer it. Much to her surprise, Hudson, her mum’s husband, opened it with a smile, pulling her into an awkward side hug.
‘It’s nice to see you. Your mum’s just nipped to do some last minute Christmas shopping. I don’t envy her.’
‘Neither do I,’ Liliana said through a forced smile. ‘Merry Christmas.’
‘Merry Christmas. I’m sure your sister will be down any minute. She’s making some Christmas biscuits and is waiting for them to cool so she can decorate them. Every time someone’s knocked at the door today she’s come to see if it’s you. I think she’s more excited for you to be here than she is Santa. Not that she’ll believe in him for much longer. Especially with her starting high school next year.’
‘High schoolers suck,’ Liliana sighed. ‘You go get yourself in the house. It’s absolutely freezing out there and I don’t want to let it all in.’
Hudson walked through to the living room just as Liliana heard a door shut upstairs. She watched as her little sister, who wasn’t so little anymore, peered over the bannister and beamed as soon as she saw her.
‘LILI!’ she squealed as she ran down the stairs, launching herself into Liliana’s arms and knocking her to the floor in a heap of hugs. ‘I’ve missed you.’
‘I’ve missed you too, little bug.’ Liliana’s voice broke and she tried her best not to cry. She held Matilda close, swaying her lightly. ‘Come on, your dad was telling me that you’ve been making biscuits and you know I love a good old Matilda biscuit.’
Matilda stood up and waited impatiently for Liliana to join her before she dragged her through to the kitchen. The dining table was covered in biscuits and bowls of icing of different colours. Bowls that were used to make the dough were scattered across the work tops and the sink was full of trays and cookie cutters.
The amount of flour that was on every surface made it look like it had been snowing inside and Liliana was sure there was biscuit dough on the walls in places.
‘Oh my this is a mess,’ she commented with a beaming grin. ‘How about I help you clean it all up before mum gets back?’
Matilda nodded begrudgingly. ‘The biscuits aren’t cooled enough anyway so I guess I can help clean up. Do you think you could help me decorate them? Please? It’s been ages since we last baked together.’
Liliana nodded, turning the small kitchen radio up a little so that they could listen to the Christmas songs while they cleaned. All I Want for Christmas is You played into the room and the two girls smiled widely at one another, instantly breaking out into their best dance moves and singing along.
Matilda started to stack the pots she’d used next to the sink so that they could be cleaned while Liliana carefully wiped the walls that were definitely splattered with biscuit dough and scraped the sides of flour so that she could clean them properly.
Once the room was clean and tidy, and the biscuits were finally cool enough to decorate, Matilda grabbed two aprons from behind the door and threw one to her big sister.
‘If you wear this then we won’t get icing all over your nice jumper,’ she said, tying her own apron behind her waist.
‘When did you get so grown up?’ Liliana mused, holding the sides of Matilda’s head so she could bring it to her lips to plant a sloppy kiss. ‘How do you want to decorate these?’
‘With as much icing as we can!’ Matilda dipped her finger into the green icing and licked it clean, smiling so brightly as she did that she lit some of the darkness in Liliana’s heart.
‘I should have known. I forget that you’re little miss obsessed with icing. They’re your biscuits so it’s up to you what we do with them.’
Matilda thought for a moment, tapping her foot against the chair the same way that Liliana did when she was her age. Liliana smiled at her little sister, so in awe of the person she was becoming. When she was Matilda’s age, her life looked so different. She was glad that it was different for her sister. That she wouldn’t have to go through the things she did.
‘I’m taking some to Granny and Grandad’s house tomorrow so they need to look super good. Can we do melting snowmen on the circle ones?’
Liliana nodded enthusiastically. ‘Of course we can! I might have some spare chocolates in my bag if you want to go get them? We could use it for buttons? Or eyes maybe.’
‘Oh yes please!’
Matilda jumped down and ran through to the hallway to retrieve Liliana’s handbag, walking back with it on her shoulder and strutting as if she were the grown adult. Liliana laughed at her and took the bag to see what she had left from the car journey.
She pulled out a bag of M&Ms and some Jelly Tots, the perfect things for snowmen buttons. ‘These are perfect.’
‘Jelly Tots, my favourite!’ Liliana poured some of the jelly sweets into Matilda’s hand and watched as she ate them happily. ‘Thank you. Other than the snowmen I want to take to Granny’s tomorrow, I don’t know what to do with the others so let’s just do whatever.’
‘Aye aye, captain,’ Liliana saluted. ‘Are you excited to see your Granny and Grandad tomorrow?’
Matilda nodded. ‘Yeah. Are you coming with us?’
‘I’m not, sorry sweetheart. I’m going to stay here and either go for a walk or go and see my friend if he isn’t busy.’
‘Are you going to be here for dinner tomorrow though?’
Liliana shrugged gently. ‘That depends on if mum wants me here, sweet girl. Hopefully I’ll be here.’
Her mum walked into the kitchen and scoffed at Liliana. ‘What’s it matter to me if you come for dinner or not? You come and go as you please anyway.’
‘Mum, please let’s not do this right now,’ Liliana begged, already feeling tears forming. ‘It’s Christmas.’
‘When was the last time you asked if you could come, huh? You just turn up. Like you did today. You turn up and then you leave at the drop of a hat and we don’t see you for months at a time. You aren’t around enough so why should I care if you’re here or not for dinner?’
Matilda cowered into her seat and reached over to put her hand on Liliana’s, looking up at her through thick eyelashes. Liliana gave her a small smile and motioned for her to leave the kitchen, for her own benefit. She didn’t need to hear the horrible things her mum was no doubt about to say.
Liliana watched as her mum flipped the kettle on and grabbed a mug from the cupboard. It was a mug Liliana had made her in school and painted meticulously. She wondered if her mum remembered how happy she had been to receive it. Probably not with how she slammed it onto the work top.
‘I always come at Christmas. You know that. I would love to come more often but I have to put myself and my happiness first.’
Eliza rolled her eyes at her oldest daughter and put her hand on her hip. ‘Do you know how selfish that is, Liliana? You don’t care about Matilda, or me, or put us first. It’s always about you and how you come first. You should have stayed closer to home and not run away to Edinburgh and London. Look at what you moving away has caused. You’re selfish.’
‘That’s not true and you know it isn’t,’ Liliana just about managed to get out. Tears had pooled in her eyes and she knew if she stayed then things would only get worse and she didn’t want that.
She wasn’t going to be the reason that Christmas was ruined for Matilda so she grabbed her bag, walked outside, closed the door behind her and started to walk.
The last thing she wanted to do was leave Matilda again. She wanted to go back and get her but she knew that it was too soon to be around Eliza again. It wasn’t the first time that she’d left Matilda after a row with her mum, and it wasn’t the first time her mum had called her selfish either.
September 15th, 2011
‘North Road, please.’
Liliana sat back in the taxi and exhaled a long breath. The greying clouds above the car reflected her mood. Dull and ready to burst at any given second. She rested her head against the window as the taxi drove through the streets of Aberystwyth and to the house she’d grown up in. Her small suitcase filled with only the essentials was on the seat next to her and she put her hand on it for no reason.
Despite the deep rooted feeling of anxiety she had whenever she was home, she was excited to head back and start her new job in London. She started working at a publishing company, Between the Lines, at the end of the week with Evelyn, who she had met at university. The flat she was moving into was small and a good half an hour commute to work but it was her own and she could do with it what she pleased. Moving to London was all she had wanted.
The taxi pulled up outside the house with the red front door and Liliana thanked him and handed over a five pound note, telling him to keep the forty-pence change. He nodded his gratitude before driving off when the back door was closed, leaving Liliana standing outside the house on her own for the first time since she was a teenager.
She couldn’t tell if the house was bigger or smaller than it was when she was younger. It seemed taller, as if booming over her and showing her just how vulnerable she was in its presence. But at the same time, it seemed narrower, less scary than it once looked.
As she walked up the short, tiled path to the front door she breathed deeply. A whole other life was at the other side of the door. A whole other family. A family she wasn’t a part of. Not really. Her mum and stepdad were happily married with a new baby and it was the first time that she was seeing her new sister since she’d been born a little over a month earlier.
Something that she couldn’t quite decipher washed over her as she pushed the door open on its hinges. Her feet were heavy, stuck to the wooden floor and unable to move, but she felt like she was floating. As though she wasn’t really there. Like she was dreaming and nothing was really happening.
Everything looked the same as she slipped her shoes off and stacked them on one of the steps above her mum’s. There were old family photos on the wall, some of her grandparents and some of Eliza with her siblings. Out of all the photos, there was only one of Liliana. It was a photo from when she was a baby dressed in white with the most unfortunate looking bonnet on her head. She was both happy and devastated that it was covered by coats.
‘Liliana, is that you?’ Her mum called from the living room. Liliana psyched herself up and forced a smile on her lips.
‘Yeah, mum. I’m just putting my shoes away and then I’ll come in.’
The living room door was slightly ajar and as Liliana pushed it open, she could see her baby sister asleep in the moses basket next to the sofa. Even just the sight of the tiny baby curled up all small and tiny had Liliana fighting back tears. Guilt had built up since the day she was born that she hadn’t seen her and even though she was still so small, Liliana hated that she wasn’t there when she was even tinier.
‘Can I hold her?’ She asked her mum quietly, scared to wake the tiny baby.
‘Yeah. I’m going to go get in the shower while you’re here. I’ll not be long.’
Liliana nodded through a teary smile and dropped her handbag on the sofa so that she could take a proper look at her sister. Her hands were curled into tiny fists next to her head and her lips were pouted slightly, something that Liliana did when she slept. With one hand underneath her neck to support her head and one under her bum, Liliana lifted the baby from the basket and held her close, staring at her.
At almost twenty-two, she didn’t expect to have a new sibling but as soon as her sister was in her arms, she could feel the emotions manifesting wholly. Tears dropped down her cheeks as she sat on the sofa and just stared at the baby. She enjoyed the dumpy weight of her sister in her arms.
Liliana held out one of her fingers to stroke the little one’s fingers and they gripped around it tightly, not letting her go.
‘I’m not quite sure how it’s possible but I love you more than I’ve loved anything before,’ she whispered quietly, pressing a dainty kiss to her sister’s forehead. ‘I won’t let anybody hurt you, Matilda, I promise. I’ll always be your protector.’
Matilda stirred slightly but Liliana rocked her back to sleep, so in awe of the tiny human in her arms.
‘Look at you,’ Eliza spoke up from the doorway when she’d had her shower. ‘It’s about time you came to meet her.’
‘Mum, you know I’ve been finishing university and trying to get my life together. I haven’t been able to be here all of the time like I wanted to be and I am sorry.’
When Eliza told her that the baby had been born, Liliana went to book a train ticket straight away to meet her, even if it was just for the day. She wanted to help her mum and meet her sister and be there for her family the way she had always wanted to, but Eliza had continuously put the visit off for one reason or another.
Liliana could understand some of the time, like when she was too tired for visitors. But then the excuses that she needed to get used to looking after a baby after not having one for over twenty years, and needing to take time for herself, became more common and Liliana stopped fighting. She stopped trying to tell her mum that she could nap while Liliana looked after Matilda or she could have a bath or shower. Liliana would be there for whatever she needed. Eliza never let her though.
Eliza scoffed loudly. ‘You’re just selfish, that’s what it is. Spending more time away from us, your home, and swanning about Scotland as if nobody else matters. The world doesn’t revolve around you, Liliana’
Liliana tried her best not to bite. Instead she casts her gaze to Matilda who was so sweet and innocent and who she would do anything in her power to change the way she was treated. When she looked back up to her mum she saw just how tired she looked. For a second she felt great sympathy for her. She wasn’t used to not sleeping at night and waking up at all hours to look after a baby. And that’s what it took for her mind to race with thoughts of her mum being unable to look after Matilda.
She didn’t want the same things she went through to happen to Matilda. She wanted her sister to have the best childhood with loving parents in a loving home that always felt like a safe space and somewhere she could run to when she was feeling down. Liliana didn’t want Matilda to feel like she had to run away to a different country for university just to get away from their mum.
Eliza’s new husband, Hudson, worked long hours and was only there on an evening and night time when Matilda was a little more settled. He wasn’t there during the day when Matilda would scream for hours at a time with no let up. He wasn’t there when Eliza was rocking her trying to get her to sleep and growing more and more agitated with her and wanting to leave her on her own to cry.
‘Mum, I know that university has taken me away and I hate that I haven’t been here for the start of Matilda’s life but I’m here now. I’m here to support you however you need it. Even if it’s just to go shower in peace and make yourself feel like you again.’
She knew there was a chance that Eliza would blow up but she didn’t think it would happen while she had Matilda in her arms.
‘Why, are you planning on moving back home? Are you finally going to do what you were destined to do and get a job on the seafront and get one of the crappy flats in town? Which is it? How are you going to be here, Liliana?’
‘I moved to London last week,’ Liliana said calmly, rocking Matilda again. ‘I have a job with the same publishing company that I worked with for placement a couple of years ago. It’s a huge opportunity for me and I’m going to be a shorter train ride away than I was in Edinburgh. So I can be here whenever you need me. I want to be here, for Matilda.’
Eliza shook her head. ‘You need to stop butting into our lives here. Leave.’
‘What?’
‘You haven’t been here for the past four years so what makes you think you’re going to be here now? You’re never here and I don’t think you ever will be. You just want to say that you’re here. But you won’t be. I want you to leave my house.’
‘But mu-’
‘Out, Liliana. I mean it.’
Liliana was transported back to being eleven and hearing her mum scream at her dad to get out of the house. Her heart sank and anxiety built from the bottom of her tummy to the top of her head. She stood up carefully and kissed Matilda’s head again before placing her gently in the moses basket.
‘I love you, little bug. I love you so much.’
She cried as she pulled her shoes on and got her suitcase from the small cupboard, and she cried as she left the house and locked the door again.
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Despite Autumn’s fast approach, the air was warm and Liliana knew exactly where she needed to go to clear her head. On top of Constitution Hill the sun was warm and she’d taken her jacket off to enjoy the rays against her arms.
The tree behind her was beginning to transform, its leaves changing from a vibrant green to a reddish brown. Another sign of the changing season. The bark of the trunk was harsh against her back but nowhere near as harsh as her mother’s words had been to her less than an hour before.
A sob escaped her and tears spilled down her cheeks and pooled on her chest. Her breaths were sharp and uneven, as though hands wrapped around her throat and squeezed her of every ounce of breath, trapping her in a world of darkness.
Fear was second nature to Liliana. It had been since she was a little girl. But there was something about the fear she felt on top of the hill that was unlike anything she’d experienced before. She sobbed to herself for what felt like hours but as she finally began to calm down and her breathing regulated again, she pulled her phone from her bag and unlocked it.
Her thumb hovered over his contact. The one person she needed to speak to. The person who would understand what she was going through and who would be able to talk her down from doing anything crazy.
She put her phone away, unsure as to whether he would have the same number as he did four years ago, or if he would even answer if she tried to call him. So she stared at the sea instead, trying to figure out what she was going to do.
She booked a train ticket home for that afternoon. It wiped her out of money until she got paid two weeks later but she couldn’t stand being in town any longer. She needed to leave.
To go home.
#rhw#right here waiting#taron egerton#taron egerton au#taron egerton fluff#taron egerton blurb#taron egerton imagine#taron egerton fic#taron egerton fanfic#taron egerton writing#taron egerton x reader#taron egerton fanfiction#taron egerton x oc#taron egerton drabble#my writing
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eggsy x author
like you always do
chapter 1
word count:
TW: sexual assault and alcoholism and mention of drugs..
This is an OC or author x eggsy fanfic yes I am a little self centred at the moment and I'm just in that mood also I will be turning this into an x reader but at the moment this is what ye get hehe anyway let me know what you think or hit me with any ideas you might have.
This chapter is only an info chapter
let me know what you think I need feed back
This is what sarah looks like {the only good one i have of myself and a pic of my body type}
Sarah is an 18-year-old just trying to live her life, she lives with her father who is an alcoholic, he has been that way since her mother left her father for the drug dealer she used to work for..
Sarah has never felt like she belonged anywhere, except when she's with her best friend Gary or eggsy as he has been called since he was a kid, who's been her friend ever since he helped her with a man who was bothering her.
Let me give you a little back story on that…
Having been kicked out of the house by her mother, Sarah was walking the street when she was pulled into an alleyway by a man. She screamed and tried to fight him off.
{she was 16 at the time}
However, she was too small at only 5'3 and not strong enough to do so, but a man around her age heard her scream., That is when gary got a little curious and went to see what the problem was as
Gary walk down the path he could hear the screams getting louder as he started to pick up the pace, to Gary it sounded like a girl this made Gary worry even more so he stated to run. That is when he came closer to the alleyway, he turned the corner quickly and saw that is was in fact a girl a little younger than him.
Gary rushed up and pulled the man off of her and pushed him into the wall and began to punch him he then dragged the man to the entrance to the alleyway and pushed him “GET OUT OF HERE YOU ASSHOLE” he shouted at him the man stared to run away.
Gary then turned around and saw the girl sitting on the ground, tears running down her face, her shirt ripped and her jeans unbuttoned but not pulled down. * thank god I got here in time before he could do any more harm to her* Gary thought to himself as he slowly approached the girl
He then bent down to her level and asked, "hey dear, what's your name?” Sarah lifted her head slowly and looked at him studying his face, Gary had a soft look on his face and a warm gently smile.
She then backed away slightly. "Hey hey, it's ok, you're safe now, I won't hurt you dear." Sarah then smiles and answers the question “my name is sarah.”
“What a pretty name, Sarah. I'm Gary, but people call me eggsy.” Sarah giggled at the nickname. “Oh do you find that funny?”
Sarah giggled a little more and Gary had a smile on his face.
For some reason Sarah knew she could trust eggsy and she didn't know why. Eggsy then stood up and held out his hand to help her up. Sarah then fixed her jeans while eggsy took off his tracksuit jacket and helped her put it on because her shirt was ribbed badly and it was cold out.
“ Why are you out this late? it's 12 in the Morning you should not be out it's too dangerous” eggsy says as he starts to walk out of the alleyway sarah then walks out with him “well my mom kicked me out``
"how old are you sarah?"
"I'm 16, and how old are you eggsy?"
"I'm 18 you should not be out"
''oh my! and you have nowhere to go?”
“Ye…pretty much” eggsy thinks to himself for a sec ”you can stay with me, my mum and her boyfriend are out of town you can sleep in my bed while I sleep on the couch.” Sarah didn't want to be rude after he just saving her so she agreed
After that eggsy and sarah became inseparable he always looked after her and was there when she needed him and she was there when he needed her…
#oc#sarah#kingsman eggsy#eggsy unwin#eggsy x oc#taron egerton imagine#taron egerton x reader#taron egerton
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Ask for your headcanons babes. SFW/NSFW
I do all Marvel, Stranger Things, The Boys, Kingsmen Service, Hunger Games, you can honestly probably say any fandom. Lmao I'm new to this shit. 😜
Now I been hyperfixating on Stranger Things lately, I'm coming back to Marvel with Thor Love and Thunder around the corner though.
#marvel#anything marvel related#mcufam#stranger things#jim hopper#taron egerton#mcu phase 4#deadpool#matt murdock#kingsmen secret service#jim hopper x reader#jim hopper x oc#jopper#joyce byers#steve harrington#jim hopper x reader smut#thor of asgard#marvel smut#thor#thor odison x reader#wade wilson x reader#deadpool x reader#sam wilson#bucky smut
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Hello There!
My loves,
my name is Ronnie and i try to write. I write for some specific franchises and characters because I'm a tad bit uncultured and I have not watched a lot of stuff. This post will be a list of people I write for and you can request fics. I only write OC and x readers though. I am very sorry if that is not what you are interested in.
the people in italics are those I prefer to write the most about right now (bc I'm just a girl and I have phases ok?) and those in bold are the people I have a request in my inbox so works for them are basically coming soon
Any of the Marauders!
Any of the Daisy Jones and the Six girls!
DJATS; Eddie Roundtree, Warren Rojas
Kingsman; Eggsy, Roxy
Celebrities?; Tom Blyth, Taron Egerton, Taylor Swift, Florence Pugh, Joe Mazzello, Hailee Steinfeld, Suki Waterhouse, Josh Whitehouse, Maya Hawke, Joseph Quinn, Joe Keery
Stranger Things; Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Steve Harrington, Chrissy Cunningham
misc; tom blyth's!billy the kid, eloise bridgerton, razzle dingley, brian may, roger taylor, paris geller, rory gilmore, lorelai gilmore, jess mariano
Any Spiderverse Character!!
ATTENTION!
this list is not limited, if you have any request about the marvel or star wars universe send it around.
I do not write rpf (real people fiction) smut! The celebrity members list only includes fluff and light angst! I am not sure if I will be writing smut in general.
#eddie roundtree x reader#warren rhodes x reader#warren rojas x reader#joe mazzello x fem!reader#razzle dingley x reader#joe mazzello x reader#Eddie Munson x reader#Steve Harrington x reader#robin buckley x reader#joseph quinn x reader#eggsy unwin x reader#Taron Egerton x reader#Maya Hawke x reader#Karen Sirko x Reader#Camilla Dunne x reader#Daisy Jones x reader#Nancy Wheeler x reader#Joe Keery x reader#joshua whitehouse#Joshua Whitehouse x reader#sebastian chacon x reader#sebastian chacon#suki Waterhouse x reader#Florence pugh x reader#hailee Steinfeld x reader#roxy morton x reader#Brian May x reader#John Deacon x reader#Roger Taylor x reader#Jess Mariano x reader
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M Y T H O L O G Y
Amphitrite(hc based / nereid / pinar deniz fc / bisexual)
Perses(hc based / titan / daniel henney fc/ straight)
Peitho(hc based / oceanide / aubrey plaza fc/ pansexual polyamorous)
Hecate(hc based / titaness / anya charlotra fc/ ace)
Mnemosyne(hc based / titaness / sarah pauslon fc/ pansexual)
Crius(hc based / titan / danny pino fc / straight)
Epimetheus(hc based / titan / daniel brühl fc/ bisexual)
Iaptus(hc based / titan / karl urban fc/ straight)
Astraeus(hc based / titan / rege-jean page fc/ pansexual)
Arke(hc based / goddess / tashi rodrigues fc / bisexual)
Menoetius(hc based / titan / tom hardy fc/ demi)
Leto(hc based / titaness / loreen talhaoui fc/ demi)
Phoebe (hc based / titaness / caitríona balfe fc/ pansexual)
Theia(hc based / titaness / sarah rafferty fc/ bisexual)
Hephaestus(hc based / olympian / andreas pietschmann fc/ pansexual)
Cronus(hc based / titan / lee pace / pansexual)
A S O N G O F I C E A N D F I R E
Petyr ‘Littelfinger’ Baelish(book canon / human / aiden gillen fc / straight)
Varys (book canon / human / conleth hill fc / ace)
Sarella/Alleras Sand (book canon / human / undefined fc / gay)
Val (book canon / human / jeanne goursaud fc / bisexual)
Laena Velaryon (book & show canon / human / nanna bondell fc / bisexual)
Larys Strong (book & show canon / human / matthew needham fc / straight)
Visenya Targaryen I(book canon / human / katheryn winnick fc / bisexual polyamorous)
Sandor Clegane (book & show canon / human / rory mccann fc / straight)
Jonquil Darke (book canon / human / phoebe tonkin fc/ gay)
Anrea Hightower (OC / human / been saat fc/ straight)
Brynden Rivers (book canon / human / undefined fc / bisexual)
Tyanna of the Tower (book canon / human / eva green / bisexual)
Mysaria (book & show canon / human / Sonya mizuno / bisexual)
Qyburn (book & show canon / human / anton lesser / ace)
K I N N P O R S C H E
Macau Theerapanyakul(show canon / human / ta nannakun fc / bisexual)
Kim Theerapanyakul (show canon / human / jeff satur fc / pansexual)
Porsche Kittisawasd(show canon / human / apo nattwin fc / bisexual)
Smile Busarakham (OC / human / fah yongwaree fc / gay)
Tawan (show canon / human / na naphat fc / gay)
M A V E L / X-M E N
The Vision(mcu canon / synthezoid / paul bettany fc / demi)
Emma Frost(comic canon / mutant / vanessa kirby fc / bisexual)
X-23/Laura Kinney(comic canon / mutant clone / esme creed miles fc / bisexual)
Kwannon/Pyslocke(comic canon / mutant / anna sawai fc / bisexual)
Mastermind(comic canon / mutant / penn badgley / straight)
Valeria Richards(comic canon / human / elle fanning / pansexual)
Sonya Falsworth(mcu canon / human / olivia colman / straight)
B R I D G E R T O N
Edwina Sharma(show canon / human / charithra chandran fc / bisexual)
Benedict Bridgerton (show canon / human / luke thompson fc / bisexual)
Eloise Bridgerton(show canon / human / claudia Jessie / bisexual)
D U N E
Alia Atreides(book canon / human / sofia boutella fc / pansexual)
Gurney Halleck(book canon / human / josh brolin fc / pansexual)
Margot Fenring(book canon / human / lea seydoux fc / pansexual)
J A M E S B O N D
Q(film canon / human / ben whishaw fc / gay)
R(hc based / human / charlotte nicdao fc / bisexual)
Alec Trevelyan(hc based / human / taron egerton fc / bisexual)
T H E W H E E L O F T I M E
Elaida do Avriny a'Roihan(book canon / aes sedai / lara pulver fc / gay)
Siuan Sanche(book canon / aes sedai / sophie okonedo fc / bisexual)
Moiraine Damodred(book canon / aes sedai / rosamund pike fc / bisexual)
C R I M I N A L M I N D S
Penelope Garcia (show canon/ BAU special agent/ kristen vangsness / straight)
Dr. Spencer Reid (show canon / BAU special agent / matthey grey gubler / bisexual)
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Coach
Taron Egerton x Reader
A/N: Heyyyy, im really excited to announce this is the first part of my new series Coach! I will be trying to update as often as i can but i am in exam year so it might not be regular. Anywayy, I am hoping you like it and don’t forget to follow me, like and reblog these posts!
(ALSO OMG THIS GIF I SWEAR IT WAS MADE FOR THIS SERIES)
I excitedly put my keys in my pocket as i shut the front door, smiling at the glorious weather and the thought of surprising my little brother. I had just come back from south africa this morning and my brother hadn't seen me for 2 months.
I had spent time there over summer volunteering as a teacher to young kids because of a scheme my school does for some year 12 students. My plane had landed really late last night and I arrived back home early in the morning.
Luckily, my mum had been able to organise a sleepover for Lucas last minute so it wouldn't ruin the surprise of me coming home. My mum suggested the idea of me picking him up from football practise this morning and I couldn't resist being able to see his shocked face when he saw me waiting in the stands. I walked happily along the pavement towards my school where the local football club was held because of the large pitch and facilities. It was only a 15 minute walk so I was happy to take time to breathe in the salty ocean air. I had really missed the cooler temperatures of the coastal area and the overall freshness of my hometown.
Soon enough, I had arrived at the school and walked behind the sports hall to the football pitches and stands alongside. I could already see a group of parents waiting along the side of the pitch and I excitedly walked towards them, knowing that there was still 10 minutes left of practise so I could watch Lucas play for a bit. When I reached the side, I spotted Maria, one of my mums close friends a little further along and went to stand by her.
As i approached, she looked up and beamed when she saw me. "Oh Lexi! It's so good to see you again, how was africa?" She asked cheerily, pulling me in for a big bear hug. "It was amazing thanks, how are you?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest as I leant against the barrier. "Im good, the holidays have been great and lovely weather too." I nodded, "Yeah, mum told me, nice change to the normal grey clouds!" Maria chuckled, "yes, Tom and I spent many days on the beach, it was a nice change." I nodded, enjoying catching up. "Loads of tourists though, crowds got a bit much on a few days," she added, "mind you though, good for all the local shops on the front." I chuckled, "yeah I bet Mitchie was happy." The thought of the loud, cheerful sweet shop owner caused Maria to laugh, "bless him."
I heard a whistle sound and my attention drew to the group of boys gathering up the far end of the pitch. I recognised Coach Parker's figure but the younger man beside him was unfamiliar. I looked to Maria and pointed to him, "whos the new lad?" I asked, curious. "Oh that's Taron. Started about a week after you left, transferred from volunteering at another club. I think he's about your age actually." Maria turned to me and nudged me, "Good looking might I add." I crinkled my nose in disgust, laughing, "Eww don't start acting all matchmakery on me Maria, I've got enough of that coming from mum thankyou." The older woman chuckled and hugged my side. "Oh well I made my best shot." she giggled and I shook my head smiling widely.
Not long after, the boys had finished their gathering and were heading back. I could see Lucas walking alongside the new guy back towards me and I stepped forward a little so he could see me easier. As soon as I did I heard a deafening yell of my name and my little brother came hurdling towards me.
I laughed as he tackled me into a hug, squeezing me so hard I could barely breathe. I ruffled his hair and laughed as he looked up at me sweaty faced. I crouched down a little, "Hey lucas." He beamed and hugged me again, "I missed you so much Lex." I chuckled and hugged him back. "Come on let's grab your stuff and head home." He nodded and tugged my arm towards the subs bench. I followed him towards the bench where he grabbed his stuff and I saw a few of the other boys who waved at me.
Once he had everything I took his bag from him and slung it over my shoulder, making to head out of the pitch but he dragged me back."No Lex we cant go yet I have to say goodbye to Coach Parker and Taron." He said, pouting at me slightly. For a 9 year old boy he could be very persuasive just by looking at me. I nodded and let him pull me over to the middle aged coach.
"Oh hey Lexi!" Coach Parker said, hugging me as Lucas beamed at him. "Hi coach, how are you?" He smiled, "Good good, this little tike did really well today." Lucas proudly grinned and said thankyou while Coach Parker ruffled his hair. "Yeah getting better every time I see him." I replied. "Alright well I need to go see Ryan's mum about his ankle so I'll see you soon alright. Oh and say hi to your mum for me." Coach Parker said as he headed off and I waved at him.
Lucas grabbed my hand again and pulled me towards the equipment shed where the young volunteer stood packing cones away. As soon as Lucas came beside him, he turned around and smiled down at my little brother.
"Hey Lucas yalright?" Lucas nodded and the young man ruffled his hair. He then looked at me and smiled warmly, "you must be Lexi, I've heard a lot about you. I'm Taron." He extended his hand and I shook it, laughing. "Nice to meet you."He smiled and we broke the handshake, still looking at each other. Lucas elbowed me and I snapped out of it, realising I had been looking at the attractive Welsh man before me for a bit too long.
"Oh um." Taron said blushing slightly and rubbed the back of his neck, "right urm well it was lovely to finally meet you Lexi." He said and turned to Lucas, crouching down to his height, "and I'll see you little man next week. Keep up the good skills and you might play for wales one day." Lucas grinned, "thanks Taron. I'll see you next Saturday." Taron nodded and stood back up. "Have a nice weekend you guys." I smiled and walked away alongside Lucas.
"He seems nice." I said, nudging my brother. "Hes amazing." Lucas gushed, wiping his cheek of mud. I turned back around to look at Taron one more time and saw him watching us walk away. I giggled when I saw him awkwardly wave and shuffle back to what he was doing. "What?" Lucas asked, making me blush a little. "Oh nothing." I said, Taron's face still in my mind.
TARONS POV
When I had finished packing the equipment away I walked over to Coach Parker who had just finished talking to Annelise. I waved as she and Ryan left the pitch and turned to Coach. "Good job today kid those boys really love you." He said, making me smile proudly. "Thanks Coach, I enjoyed it." He zipped up his duffel bag and I grabbed mine, throwing it over my shoulder.
"I met Lucas' sister." I said, trying to casually throw her into the conversation so maybe I could find out more about her apart from the stuff Lucas had told me about her being my age and having travelled to Africa over the summer. "Oh yeah Lexi. Shes sweet." Coach Parker said and I nodded.
We walked together out of the pitch and he locked the gate behind us then turned to me as we walked. "I know what you're thinking Taron." He said, smirking at me. I felt heat rising to my cheeks and tried to cover it up by sniffing. "Oh urm what what do you mean?" Coach smiled and shook his head, "Shes not got a boyfriend." I blushed harder and Coach chuckled. "Oh I didnt mean..." I said, trying to cover up what was left of my pride. "Shes 17 like you, bout to go into year 13." I nodded, "whered she go to school?" Coach chuckled, "I'm not your personal Lexi guide Taron, ask her yourself." I blushed and nodded, "might just ask Lucas, he tells me nearly everything anyway." Coach laughed, "that lad adores you, thinks your superman he does."
I grinned, Lucas and I had formed a really good connection over the summer and I saw him as a little brother. "Anyway, have a nice weekend Taron and don't spend too much time obsessing over Miss Davis." I nodded and saluted him, walking to my mums car which sat waiting for me."You okay darling, how was practise?" She asked as I buckled myself in. "Good, Coach said I did well today." She nodded and pulled out, reversing out the parking lot.
"I saw Lucas going home with a girl today." Mum said and I nodded, trying to act nonchalant. "Oh yeah his sister came back from Africa. Her names Lexi." She smiled and drove out onto the street. "Shes pretty. Look about your age as well."
I cringed and shook my head, "mum dont do that thing." She smirked and tapped her fingers on the steering wheel. "I dont know what you mean darling." I groaned, "the one where you start acting like I fancy her and pester me about it constantly." She smiled, "I dont do that." "Yes you do." I replied, resting my head in my hand leaning on the car door. "I cant help it Taron, I'm just trying to help you find a nice girl." I sighed, "yeah I know."
LEXIS POV
All along the walk home, Lucas chatted to me, excitedly asking me all about Africa and telling me what hed been doing all summer. It was great to be with him again but I could feel sleep wanting to take over my body so as soon as I got home, I apologised to Lucas and told him and my mum I needed to head to bed for a while so I didnt completely pass out from exhaustion.
I was now climbing into bed in my pyjamas, ready to turn the light out and sleep for hours in beautiful darkness and silence. I rested my head on my pillow and turned the lamp off, snuggling under the covers. I closed my eyes and drifted off, drowsiness enveloping me and allowing me to relax into sleep.
#taron egerton#taron x reader#taron egerton x reader#egerton#taron#taron egerton x oc#taron egerton imagine#taron egerton series#x reader#imagine#series#kingsman#eggsy unwin#oc#coach#football
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Can someone write a Taron fic where the reader (or oc) if a chef or a baker and he tries all of their new creations. And he just loves everything.
#taron egerton#taron egerton x reader#taron egerton x oc#taron egerton imagine#taron egerton oneshot
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Our Album Masterlist
1. Can’t Stop This Feeling
2. Catch Me
3. Say You Won’t Let Go
4. When You Say Nothing All All
5. Lights Down Low *
6. Say Something
7. Dive
8. Happier
9. Without You
10. Shape Of You - B-Side
11. Where It All Begins
12. Perfect
13. No Matter What
*Adult content.
JamieMac’s Masterlist
#taron egerton#Our Album#taron imagine#taron egerton imagine#taron egerton fanfiction#taron egerton x oc#taron egerton chapter story#taron egerton fanfic#Kingsman#robin hood origins
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Nights With Memories
(Pic credit to @ylly22!!)
Summary: Sharon and Gwil have been dating for a bit over a year when Gwil introduces the idea to add a third to their relationship, Brian.
Prologue
Triad relationships...
Once known and seen as taboo are now a part of day to day life. Not a thing for everyone but accepted nonetheless. With this “new” revelation things for some relationships changed for the better. People tried and experimented with having a third. To see what it would be like to have a third in their relationship.
The unanimous rule that needs to be followed during, what has been called “The Trial”, this period is communication. Shocking bit of information to know...but it’s something that needs to happen. Maybe it needs to be more than with couples relationships.
‘It shouldn’t feel that way,’ she thought wiping a stray tear, ‘Communication should be as open not matter what,’ she thought again before giving herself a mental shake and returning her focus on the script in front of her.
Half an hour later she heard the sound of the door opening and two sets of footsteps coming in.
Sharon made a quick escape to the guest bedroom, leaving the newcomers to their space.
She looked at her packed bags sadly and sighed.
‘Mark said he found me a place and will most likely house me for as long as possible,’ she thought as she put the script away and make sure her bags are all packed before giving the space she’s in one last look.
Many, almost too many, things have happened between her and the couple outside. Any chance at a reconciliation to her are dead.
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#brian may#gwilym lee#taron egerton#colin firth#elton john#mark strong#Pedro pascal#kingsman film shoot#triad relationship#tags list may grow#brian x oc x gwil
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Theatre of War --ch.I--
Sophie Elizabeth Richards was in no way Kingsman material. That's what she thought. Well maybe at start, when she was still a child, she had this big dream to be a superspy and save the world.
But let's rewind it a bit back.
As a child Sophie wasn't one to be known for bad behavior or bragging about things. For a child her age she was smart and sometimes too serious. Maybe that was a way of life saying that things will change around pretty quickly.
Till age of two she had everything. Two loving parents and the whole world in front of her. But that spring didn't come with earth waking up after a long and cold winter. Oh, no... Only thing that came with that spring was death.
Since that it has only been Sophie and her father. Till this day she's not sure if she even remembers her own mother correctly.
At age of three her father went on business trip. At least that's what he told her. Changing nanny after nanny, Sophie left no choice to her father as to put her in orphanage. As bad as it sounded, he couldn't risk her life because of his work.
When she turned seventeen she was so done with the fact that she had a father who didn't want her. One day in orphanage she received a package. Never in her life had she received one.
Upon opening it, some type of a badge or was it medal fell into her lap with a small note.
Sorry for your loss
We present you with Medal of Valor
~K~
Was written in cursive on one side of a card. Was this some kind of a joke? Turning it around she saw something more.
In a need of an emergency and only in an emergency, call the number.
Say 'Oxfords not Brouges'
This must be a joke. Something was mixed up. There was no other explanation for it. Taking the badge in her hands, Sophie looked at it. The design of it way to abstract to actually register anything in her mind right now. The numbers on other side didn't explain anything. Taking off the piece of fabric that was attached to it she put it around her neck in her silver necklace. Letting it rest on her collarbone she showed the note in her pocket and snuck out of orphanage.
Did she call this an emergency? Hell yeah she did. Finding the first telephone she could and punching in the number Sophie patiently waited for the other person to pick up.
"Customer Complaints, how may I help you?" came woman's voice from other end.
"Listen up, lady. What do you mean by saying 'sorry for your loss'?" Sophie said into the phone with annoyance.
"Who the hell died?!" she continued in a heartbeat.
"I'm sorry, madam. Wrong number." voice answered to her.
"Shit! Wait!" Sophie panicked at crabbed, now crumpled, note.
"O-Oxfords not brogues?" she said unsurely.
"Your complaint has been duly noted and we hope that we have not lost you as a loyal customer." voice said and the call ended.
"What?" Sophie cried in the phone. She spent her last money on this call and she got no answer! With anger she putted the phone back in its place and let out a frustrated choked sob. No way on Earth her father could be dead. Like how much she hated him for letting her go.
"I'll fucking show you loyal customer!" She screamed at the phone and went out of the booth. And as she stepped out of it, a police car stopped in front of her.
"Miss Richards?" police officer asked.
"I didn't do anything!" Sophie said raising her hands in surrender.
"Please, get in the car." was the only answer and she obeyed it.
That's how she ended in front of the Kingsman tailors shop.
Fast forward it to current time.
Meet twenty year old Sophie Elizabeth Richards- tailor at the Kingsman.
Daughter of late Agent Lamorak.
And the race for new Lancelot's position already has started.
#eggsy unwin#eggsy x reader#imagine#taron egerton#eggsy imagine#kingsman eggsy#harry hart#kingsman#reader#eggsy x oc
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Day Four
‘Taron has been my friend since before I could talk and yet he still won’t let me in on his secret. He’s going to take it to the grave. However,’ she added, ‘I’m sure that if you saw him walking around the village on your way home you could easily butter him up to tell you.’
‘I’ll do just that.’ Mrs Jackson looked pleased with herself but Autumn didn’t have the heart to tell her that she was joking and Taron would never, ever, give out his hot chocolate recipe. No matter how amazingly charming they were. ‘I told Jimmy here that we’re going to have to come back in the summer months when we’re not bundled up in so many layers.’
ETTC chats. / FAQs
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hi, i’m joey (25, nb, he/they) and i’m looking for some new plots! rules and plot/fc ideas below the cut!
rules.
i rp on tumblr and discord. my strict cut off is 18+ for partners but i generally prefer partners over 21. i have a slight preference for playing girls or nb muses, but mostly because i prefer f/f ships. i’m down for any pair combination, with a big preference for queer ships.
my favourite genres are fantasy, supermatural, sci-fi, dark academia. i generally don’t like plots that are solely domestic, pregnancy/parenting, or celeb/fame rps. further info such as my trigger warnings can be found here.
plots.
period vampires! i don’t have much to say for this one bc there’s lots of directions we could go, i would rly love to play a jodie comer fc for this perhaps…, kind of like interview with a vampire/anne rice style vampires maybe?
i love anything to do with fae lore, esp the rly traditional stuff. also love anything from holly blacks’ fae verses. changeling plots are particuarly *chef’s kiss*.
i have a faulty android muse that i’d love to plot with in a setting based off cypberpunk 2077 (or the original 2020 ttrpg). based on this super old comic from tumblr where the android escapes half-broken from the corp that made them and breaks into a techies’ shop to fix themselves up
fantasy mumus in settings like the elder scrolls or dragon age or a generic ass fantasy settings where we could just make a bunch of ocs and stick ‘em together in a guild like in ur standard dungeons and dragons set up. i have a lot of dnd ocs. and a lot of them will never be used in games so??
something rly cutesy and farmcore with like stardew valley/animal crossing/harvest moon vibes plot where its all whimsical and rural and fervently anti-capitalist but has maybe some soft fantasy vibes (look i just rewatched the animal crossing film and im,, in love once again, bonus for older muses looking for a city escape). i also saw this post that mentioned a witch running a cat shelter like that it’s thats the ship. cat shelter witch x former corporate wage slave turned farm girl.
girl’s. boarding. schools. enough said. could either have a dark academia vibe with a murder mystery OR ghosts/cults/general spooky stuff (or both??).
have any of y’alll read angelology? nun and a cute academic team up to stop nephilim from destroying the world with gabriel’s lyre and then it turns out nun is a nephilim and academic is like actually, nope and suddenly they’re enemies? Love that
fandoms.
generally i prefer to play ocs in fandom settings, but there are a few canon ships i’d like to do.
elder scrolls
fallout
dragon age (leliana/josephine, leliana/warden, morrigan/warden, hawke/isabela, josephine/inquisitor, sera/inquisitor)
the witcher
borderlands
stardew valley
life is strange (chloe/max, chloe/rachel)
tithe
percy jackson
magnus archives
would love a bubbleline or catradora ship as well
faceclaims.
i prefer finding the right fc for the character rather than make plots based on fcs, but here are some i’m interested in:
hunter schafer, zendaya coleman, dev patel, lulu antariksa, chella man, reece king, gabriel darku, barbie feirrera, natasha liu bordizzo, amita suman, moon gayoung, aubrey joseph, danai gurira aron piper, seo kang joon, emmy rossum, maya hawke, kimiko glenn, sophie skelton, ryan potter, michael cimino, mj rodriguez, joe keery, jonathon daviss, lalisa manoban, tati gabrielle, rachel weisz, archie renaux, alilsha wainwright, indya moore, keiynan lonsdale, taron egerton, park chae wo, madison bailey, theo germaine, haley kiyoko, kit young, summer bishil, lana condor, viola davis, vanessa morgan, medalian rahimi, steven yuen, sofia byrant, liv hewson, lucy lui, jordan fisher, avan jogia, malese jow, doona bae, alberto rosende, arden cho, jodie cormer, rudy pankow, marlo kelly, tessa thompson, lyrica okano, lupita nyong'o, anya chalotra, naomi scott, neve campbell, erinn westbrook, brianne tju, ryan destiny, bryna marquezine, maisie williams, nick robinson, jessica parker kennedy, freddy carter, kaylee bryant, millie brady, bridgette lundy-paine, oscar isaac, sen mitsuji, im jinah, jessie mei li, lee pace, oliver jackson-cohan
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October 2020
Down below I will post all the amazing fanfiction I have read during October 2020.
1 ~ Shattered Pieces part 8 by @itsanerdlife ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel AU
1 ~ Have Fun by @buckysmischief ❤️
Pietro Maximoff x reader, Marvel Au
1 ~ So happy part 4 by @stuckonjbbarnes ❤️
Pairing: Secret, Marvel Social Media AU
1 ~ Never Have I Ever.. by @tropicalcap ❤️
Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel
The Avengers play a game of never have I ever. You and Steve play for all the marbles.
1 ~ Talk by @wizardingworld-imagines ❤️
Bill Weasley x Reader, Harry Potter Universe
2 ~ Ash Painted Lips by @sebbytrash ❤️
Frank Castle x Reader, Marvel
Frank is your lifeline, protecting you like only he can do but you harbour not-so-secret feelings for him that threaten to shake the foundation of this steady, necessary partnership.
2 ~ The Proposal(s) Special Update 1 & 2 by @imaginationintowords ❤️
Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel
2 ~ October 1: Decorate by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
Guns and Roses stories
3 ~ Secrets don’t make friends part 3 by @buckysmischief ❤️
Peter Parker x Reader, Marvel Social Media AU
3 ~ So Happy Part 5: In the Afterglow & Part 6 by @stuckonjbbarnes ❤️
Pairing: Secret, Marvel Social Media AU
3 ~ October 2: Halloween pj’s by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
Guns and Roses stories
4 ~ Shattered Pieces part 9 by @itsanerdlife ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel AU
4 ~ October 3: Movies by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
Guns and Roses stories
5 ~ Eternal Love part 3 by @barnesjamcs ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel AU
5 ~ October 4: Candy by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
Guns and Roses stories
5 ~ Shattered Pieces part 10 by @itsanerdlife ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel AU
6 ~ What’s Next part 6 by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Bucky Barnes x reader, Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
7 ~ October 5: Scary book by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
Guns and Roses stories
7 ~ October 6: Front Porch by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
Guns and Roses stories
7 ~ The Monte Carlo Job Chapter 1 by @iwillbeinmynest ❤️
Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel
8 ~ On The Same Page by @banditthewriter ❤️
Billy Russo x Reader, Marvel
9 ~ A Beautiful Lie by @mermaidxatxheart ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel
You’re forced to do something terrible, something you would give your soul not to have to do.
9 ~ October 7: Pumpkin Pie by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
Guns and Roses stories
9 ~ October 8: Face painting by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
Guns and Roses stories
10 ~ Secrets don’t make friends part 4 by @buckysmischief ❤️
Peter Parker x Reader, Marvel Social Media AU
10 ~ How do You Solve a Problem like Bucky Barnes part 12
by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel AU
10 ~ October 9: pumpkin carving by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
Guns and Roses stories
11 ~ October 10: Pumpkin Seeds by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
Guns and Roses stories
11 ~ The One by @barnesjamcs ❤️
Michael Gray X Reader, Peaky Blinders
12 ~ Shattered Pieces part 11 by @itsanerdlife ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel AU
12 ~ The Cowboy by @ladyideal ❤️
Leonard McCoy x Gender Neutral!reader
Leonard loses a bet, and has to spend a night with you at the infamous Stanley Hotel.
12 ~ Koala Grip by @ozarkthedog ❤️
Clark Kent x Reader, DC Comics
13 ~ Eternal Love part 4 by @barnesjamcs ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel AU
14 ~ The Monte Carlo Job Chapter 2 by @iwillbeinmynest ❤️
Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel
15 ~ Shattered Pieces part 12 by @itsanerdlife ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel AU
15 ~ Paint Me a Memory chapter sixteen by @mermaidxatxheart ❤️
Bucky Barnes x reader, Social Media AU
16 ~ October 11: Orange by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
Guns and Roses stories
16 ~ October 12: Disney by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
Guns and Roses stories
16 ~ October 13: Painting Pumpkins by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
Guns and Roses stories
17 ~ Secrets don’t make friends part 5 by @buckysmischief ❤️
Peter Parker x Reader, Marvel Social Media AU
17 ~ October 14: Costume Search by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
Guns and Roses stories
17 ~ October 15: Haunted House by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel AU
Guns and Roses stories
18 ~ Shattered Pieces part 13 by @itsanerdlife ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel AU
19 ~ Oh Shit by @dancingalone21 ❤️
Cop! Sam Winchester x Reader, Supernatural AU
20 - did not read any fanfiction this day
21 ~ Eternal Love part 5 by @barnesjamcs ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel AU
21 ~ My ex’s best friend by @buckysmischief ❤️
Bucky Barnes x reader, past Scott Lang x reader ‘
21 ~ Shattered Pieces part 14 by @itsanerdlife ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel AU
21 ~ Paint Me a Memory chapter seventeen by @mermaidxatxheart ❤️
Bucky Barnes x reader, Social Media AU
22 ~ Helpless by @mermaidxatxheart ❤️
Taron Egerton X Reader
23 ~ How do You Solve a Problem like Bucky Barnes part 13
by @kaunis-sielu ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel AU
24 ~ Did not read any fanfiction
25 ~ Shattered Pieces part 15 by @itsanerdlife ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel AU
26 ~ Vampire Diaries Imagine by @angelkurenai ❤️
Stefan Salvatore x Reader, Vampire Diaries
Imagine trying to find a way to tell your boyfriend, Stefan, that there is a chance of you being pregnant with his child.
26 ~ Folklore [song series]: the last great american dynasty by @imaginationintowords ❤️
Bucky Barnes x OC!Reader; Steve Rogers x OC!Reader , Marvel AU
27 ~ Dark Times by @itsanerdlife ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel
Bucky is what goes bump in the night and darkness does get sunshine.
28 ~ You Let Her Go by @volklana ❤️
Steve Rogers x Reader, Marvel
29 ~ Shattered Pieces part 16 by @itsanerdlife ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel AU
30 ~ Love In A Bottle by @ladyideal ❤️
Leonard McCoy x Gender Neutral!Reader
30 ~ If Tomorrow Never Comes by @banditthewriter ❤️
Billy Russo x Reader, Marvel
You wake up to a normal day in your life until you realize you’re being stalked. When your stalker kills you that night, that should be the end of it. Instead you wake up at the start of your day again. As it becomes obvious that it wasn’t a dream, you are faced with the horrifying realization that you’re trapped in a time loop and if you don’t figure out what’s going on, you and your friends will continue to be in danger.
30 ~ Halloween Spirit by @darling-i-read-it ❤️
Peter Parker x Reader, Marvel
Peter crashes through your window and watches scary movies with you
31 ~ Eternal Love part 6 by @barnesjamcs ❤️
Bucky Barnes x Reader, Marvel AU
31 ~ All Hallows’ eve ball Drabble by @hispeculiartreasure ❤️
Sherlock Holmes (Henry Cavill) x Reader
Moodboard by: @abovethesmokestacks
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Coach Pt 2
A/N: Part 2 is herreee. I hate learning spanish for school so much.
When I woke up the following morning, I checked my phone before heading downstairs for breakfast. Lucas was already awake, munching happily on some cheerios.
"Morning Lu." I said, ruffling his hair making him grin and milk dribble down his chin. "Lucas that's gross." Mum said and I chuckled, taking a bowl out the cupboard.
"I was thinking of heading to Tescos today to grab some school stuff." She continued, sipping her tea as she watched Lucas. "Oh yeah Ill come, I need some more pens and stuff."
She nodded, "Ill be leaving in about an hour so make sure your ready by then." I hummed in agreement and sat down beside my brother with my full bowl of shreddies.
I was starting a new school in september because my previous 6th form that I was going to offered the option to transfer because the new school had better facilities for the courses i was taking. It was really unusual to be moving whilst doing a levels but my mum and I agreed that although it might be a challenge, it would be worth it because of the improvement in education. I didn't know anyone at the new school and I was really worried about going there because most people have their friendship groups sorted out by now and I know how horrible people can be. Especially girls when theres fresh meat to bully.
Anyway, when we were finally ready to leave and Lucas had agreed to wear matching shoes, we headed out to the car and strapped in, ready for the 20 minute drive to Tescos. Once mum had pulled out the drive and we were on the main road she turned the volume on the radio down which made me look up from my phone.
We had already discussed my time in Africa for hours so I wasn't quite sure what she was going to bring up. "So love, did you meet the new coach at Lucas' football club?" She said, glancing at me in the passenger seat. "Oh yeah Taron." I said, watching houses pass by. "Whatcha think?" She continued, overtaking a blue car. "Well he seems nice enough and he was really sweet to Lucas." I said, picking at the rip in my jeans. "Yes Lucas loves him don't you hun?" Mum said and Lucas nodded. "I think he's great, we could have asked him to come with us shopping!" Lucas exclaimed, a wide hopeful grin on his face. "Sorry love but I don't think Taron wants to be spending his weekend shopping for school supplies with us, I think he has enough time with you monsters on Saturdays."
Lucas sighed and nodded, "I guess. Remember when he took me for ice-cream though! That was awesome." Mum smiled and chuckled, "yes darling you didn't stop talking about it for a week." I laughed, "Seems like I've got competition for being the best older sibling now huh?" Lucas shook his head, "Taron already won." He then continued to play on his DS and I looked at mum shocked, "I'm gone for two months and I've already been replaced. Ouch."
She chuckled and rubbed my arm. "Sweetie you know Lucas adores you, I think he just missed having that sibling figure in his life and Taron kinda filled it in while you were gone." I nodded, chuckling, "not surprised if he bought Lu ice-cream." Mum laughed, "yes, he's quite the charmer and awfully polite."
She glanced at me as she smirked, "good looking too, would make a lovely boyfriend." I grimaced. "Mum I met him once stop acting like we're gonna get married." She laughed and shook her head, "I know I know. Still, it's good that Lucas bonded with him so well, he hasn't been late for football practice yet!"
Not long later, we arrived at Tesco's and I grabbed a trolley while mum took Lucas to the toilet. I started looking down the school isle, browsing through stationary and adding a few items I would need this year.
Mum and Lucas soon arrived after and we went through buying Lu a new lunchbox and water bottle for this year alongside some other stuff he hassled mum into getting.
Once we had enough football covered products for Lucas' liking, we headed to the fruit and veg isle to grab some more stuff for the week. I was told to go to the cold isle and get some milk.
I wheeled the trolley around the corner and almost bumped into someone. "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry." I said, backing up at once. I looked back at the person and instantly blushed and died inside when I saw Taron standing there smiling. "Lexi! Hi, it's nice to see you again." I nodded and smiled back, "you too Taron sorry for bumping into you I wasnt really paying attention."
He chuckled making my stomach flip, "no worries. What uh are you doing here anyways?" I pointed to my trolley and smirked, "shopping." Taron blushed and gave me a lop sided grin, "right yeah sorry that was dumb." I laughed, admiring his smile dreamily, "seriously though mum ordered me to grab some milk." Taron nodded and moved out the way so I could pick out two cartons and put them in the trolley.
"What about you, got any amazing adventures planned for your Tesco's trip?" I asked and he laughed, "nah, shopping with mum for school stuff you know." I nodded, my heart fluttering over this casual banta and Tarons gorgeous face and personality. "Yeah, we just did the school isle.." I responded before I was interrupted by my mother coming round the corner.
"OH Taron!" She cheerily exclaimed, placing some lettuce and carrots into the trolley. "Hi Mrs Davis, how are you?" He asked, switching his attention to my mother who I could practically feel planning our wedding. "Good good thankyou, you?" She asked and Taron nodded politely "good."
Lucas shoved me out the way as he stepped round to say hello to Taron. "TARON! I asked mum if we could bring you shopping and she said no but you're here anyway." Lucas shouted, a huge smile wiped across his face. "Hi Lucas, yeah I came for some school stuff with my mum." Lu nodded and pointed to his large collection in the trolley. "ME TOO!" He yelled and Taron chuckled, glancing at me to which my heart skipped.
"Well I don't want to keep you guys any longer but it was nice seeing you all. Ill see you at practise Lucas." Taron said, smiling at my overexcited brother. Mum nodded, "you too Taron. Have a nice day." He nodded and I smiled, "sorry for hitting you with my trolley again." Taron chuckled, "it's fine, I'll see you guys around."
We waved as he walked off and I admired his grey joggers and navy hoodie outfit. Damn he looked good."That was nice." Mum commented, waiting for my response. I hummed a yes and tried to avoid her gaze. "What were you talking about before we came?" Mum questioned, pretending to look at the bread. "Just normal stuff." I said and she nodded.
"He's cute isn't he." I rolled my eyes at mum but a smile still managed to creep into my face, "yeah I guess." Mum beamed in delight. "I think I'll be sending you to pick up Lucas from now on after practice." I blushed, "mum I don't even know Taron so stop with the wedding planning." Mum chuckled and put her hands up in surrender, "alright darling."We continued round the shops until we had a full trolley full of all the things we needed. The queue at the tills didn't take that long so we were soon heading back to the car. Lucas was happily munching on a ripped off section of the baguette we bought and I was steering the trolley to the car. We unpacked the stuff and I returned the trolley, climbing back into the car when I was done.
#taron egerton#taron#taron egerton x reader#x reader#imagine#i hate spanish#taron x reader#taron imagine#taron egerton imagine#taron egerton x oc#taron egerton series#taron series#cute
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The Egerton Children:
Nico - May 16, 2019
Knox - July 3, 2024
Zara - July 3, 2024
A/N: hcs/bios to follow
@anywaythewind13lows @rogers-wristbands @megalony @ohtheseboysilove
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Beechwood Park
pairing: 60′s au (Richard Madden x oc!poc!fem!Reader)
summary: In the late 60′s Cynthia was struggling model who’d just about reached her wits end and succumb to her parents wishes for her to continue her studies. Mr. Madden would say otherwise though.
warnings: age gap, smut, cursing, 18 + material
Series Masterlist
3. Smoke Dreams
Her mind couldn’t stop thinking about their private moment in the hallway. About his hands and how quickly he had her feeling like jelly. She’d only kissed a boy once at a birthday party when she was ten. Kissing him wasn’t like that, it was different in such a good way. She wasn’t innocent she knew what sex was and even though she was still pure, there were many men who she knew were waiting for a chance at her.
One thing that was for certain though was he called again. They talked about it in whispers whilst Stella was still in the flat. She’d confessed that she had gotten the callback and had a photoshoot in the weekend. Mr. Egerton had agreed to be her agent and he’d send a car for her at 9 am sharp. Mr. Madden was happy to hear that she was doing well, but he had other plans.
Richard wanted to spend more time with her. His plan was to have a getaway with her in the upcoming week. He’d planned everything, he even went through Taron to make sure she was available. It did catch Cynthia off guard how well informed he was about her schedule. Stella wasn’t surprised at all, “I think he wants to be your daddy at this point.” She said playfully as they ate dinner “oh please. I am far too young to be married, besides he’s practically an old man. Why would he want me?”
Stella loved Cynthia like a sister, she really did, but god could Cynthia be so daft sometimes. They were watching some shite show on the telly when Stella brought it up again, “he looks at you like a dog looks at a bone. He wants you, and honestly I wouldn’t be surprised if he ends up having you.” Cynthia didn’t want to admit the truth, but she had a feeling that her best friend was right, “I am not his type. I can’t be, look at me.” Goodness, “this is England love. That thing doesn’t matter here. Let him have a chance at ya, you’ll regret it if you don’t.”
With that, the weekend came. Sure enough the girls were ready for a small holiday in Brighton. Mr. Egerton of course had his photo shoot first, it went swimmingly. The photographer loved Cynthia, and Mr. Madden was there, well everyone was there.
Richard could see her star power from the moment she began posing for the camera. It made him want her more. An intelligent woman with looks that could make him fall weak to his knees, he couldn’t wait to have her alone. A celebration dinner was in order for the first night out of the little holiday. Taron being a good wingman brought along an old uni friend, Dominic Cooper, his tastes and profession similar to Stella’s.
One would think that these pairs were couples from just seeing them together. Richard and Cynthia in their mod fashioned clothing, opposing Stella and Dominic in their monochromatic black outfits inspired by poetry obsessive intellectuals. Taron was the odd one out, but he still was in many of the conversations going on in the dinner table.
A conversation on relationships came about during dessert and it was very interesting to say the least. Stella made it a point to bring up the use of the word daddy as a nickname for a woman’s husband, “does a woman really want to reminded of her father?” Everyone laughed, but Cynthia quickly added, “I agree no one wants to think of their father, however I think it’s endearing really. Daddy seems like a title deserved if he really acts like what a daddy is supposed to be.” This intrigued everyone at the table, Taron raised a curious eyebrow. It was Dominic though who asked the question, “so how does a daddy behave Ms. Ridge?”
Cynthia could feel the heat on her face rising, she was in the hot seat now. She took a good drink of her champagne before answer, “he should be like Prince Phillip, modest and handsome.” Dominic rolled his eyes, “a monarchist. I knew it!” Stella laughed, “it’s only fitting for a woman of her intelligence and poise. Cynthia my dear you are extraordinary as always.” It seems everyone was content with her answer. It calmed her beating heart down a bit, she finally looked over at Mr. Madden who gave her a wink before finishing his last bit of champagne.
Dinner ended nicely, Mr. Egerton reminded Cynthia she had some reshoots the next morning and then his car arrived taking him back to his beach front home. Stella and Dominic had hit it off, this led to Dominic convincing Stella to go with to a some poetry club near the hotel they were staying. This left Cynthia with Mr. Madden, she knew it would end well enough.
They were staying in the same hotel, “finally a moment alone.” She shyly grinned, “yes finally.” Into a lift they went, “so am I like Prince Phillip then?” Cynthia was caught a bit off guard, “oh. I umm..well...I suppose-” “darling I was only teasing. Besides would you ever see this old man as your daddy.” Her answer was a surprise to both of them, “I wouldn’t mind, if you’d want me.” They’d arrived on his floor and before she could react he was practically puling her into his room.
When the door closed a series of deep kisses began. Clothing was flying everywhere, but she had to stop it quickly, “Richard I’ve never-” he cut her off. “It’s okay. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.” The lust was there though, “I want you to do everything just be gentle.” That was all that needed to be said. His lips began to trail sloppy kisses over her body until he’d reached her core.
She’d never done anything like this, she felt something warm and wet. Then she felt a wave of pleasure as she realized it was his mouth. Looking down she saw his eyes staring at her. Her hands tangled into his hair as she slowly rode his face, it was so good, too good that she couldn’t control herself from climaxing. He went back up leaving more bruising kisses over her body. Cynthia didn’t know much about sex, but she was willing to try. Before he could do anything else, she turned them over and began descending to his groin.
Her hands tugged on his member, she saw his head fall back with his lips parted open. She wanted to go further, but she wasn’t quite sure how to, “you don’t have to if you don’t want to love,” Richard’s voice coaxed raggedly. She still continued the soft pulls and tugs, “I just don’t know how is all.”
Richard was somehow more turned on by her innocence, “it’s just like an ice lolli,” she went straight in. He fell back onto the bed, just the sight of her like this was enough for him. If she kept at it he wouldn’t last much longer. Gently he pulled her away, “I want tonight to be about you darling.” She laid under him again, his right hand trailed to her core again, gently teasing her bud whilst the other hand toyed with her breasts. He watched as her chest rose and fell heavily. He could feel the slick building up in his fingers.
Pulling away he heard her small whines for more, he quickly went for the condom in trousers. Cynthia’s heart was racing, she couldn’t deny she wanted him but when she saw the size of him she wondered if it would even possible. He had just put on the thing, “it’ll only hurt at the start.” His fingers went to work again on her bud as he entered her. The pain was starting to be greater than the pleasure.
He whispered sweet things in her ear and kissing the nape of her neck as he fully entered her. She was trying her hardest not cry, instead focusing on kissing him and his voice. After a minute or two, the intensity of the pain died and dulled, her hips began to rock against his member. Soon as he felt her wanting for more he began to slowly bottom out and move into her again. It didn’t take long for her to begin enjoying the feeling.
She had her arms draped under his shoulders, his head was nuzzled into her neck as he tried he mask his groans into her skin. Trying to hold back her moans was something that was getting difficult as the pleasure continued to build. Then she just couldn’t hold back, “p-pl-please harder.” He smirked, “I’ll do whatever you want me to darling, just say that I’ll be your daddy for life.” She moaned out a chant of yeses.
Her legs were beginning to tremble as he thrusted and then he hit her sweet spot, and he knew it was it from the way she gasped out and arched her back. Her skin was glistening with sweat, she looked like an angel, the way she was tightening up around him, he knew she was close. He pulled her into almost a sitting position, “you’re close aren’t you darling?” His voice was shaky, and she was in bliss at this point, “oh daddy.” This only made him speed up his pace, “that’s right be a good girl for daddy. Daddy’s got you love, let go darling.” His fingers worked on her bud as he thrusted into her sweet spot. A strangled moan left her lips as she rode at her high.
They laid sprawled out, he was giving her a chance to catch her breath before running her a bath. Her eyes trailed to him, he was covered in her lipstick it made her giggle, he raised an eyebrow “what is it?” She smiled, “my lipstick is all over you.” He looked down seeing kiss marks and stains everywhere, he simply shrugged, “your lipstick looks good on me.” She moved in closer to him, “did you enjoy your first time?” She looked up at his blue eyes, nodding. He smiled, “do you really mean you want to be with me?” She was going to be the death of him, “of course I do. Now let’s run you a bath and then go to bed,” but if she would kill him, he would die with a smile.
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