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Roxy soon became like family, the sister she’d never had and hadn’t known she desperately wanted. It was clear Eggsy felt out of place, you didn’t have to be a genius to work that one out but Y/N understood his nerves as she felt them too.

So the day Roxy skipped up to her cot introducing herself along with a boy (His name was Eggsy) slowly trailing behind her smiling shyly was slightly terrifying. Y/N never really had friends growing up, it was always just her, Harry and the occasional visit from the other Kingsman agents. The day of her 18th birthday was long awaited for not just because it was a milestone birthday but also it was the day she’d could finally follow in her father’s footsteps… providing she passed all the test that is but neither her or Harry were worried. He trained the girl in defence and espionage practically from day one, while most girls were playing make believe Y/N was studying languages and other useful skills. Harry was never a normal father, though he loved her like she was his entire universe he also was aware just how many bad people there was in the world. Since Y/N Hart was a child Kingsman was all she knew, her mother had died during childbirth leaving her father Harry Hart to raise the girl alone.

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Scowling sourly Y/N put on her sunglasses covering her y/e/c orbs “I’d rather die.” gothicwidow au imagines imagines gif imagines au gif imagines x reader british imagines movie imagines poppy adams poppy adams x reader poppy adams imagines kingsmen secret service kingsmen imagines kingmen x reader golden circle charlie hesketh charlie hesketh imagines charlie hesketh x reader “Be nice.” Poppy taunted a manipulative giggle escaping her red lips. What they had hadn’t been special Charlie was just using her before warming a bed with Clara Von slut-bucket. Turns out Y/N was the audience all along when the door closed at the end of the day. When he had no audience to play up to, at least that what she’d thought. But Charlie was sweet and loving when it was just the two of them. He was entitled for sure and living off daddy’s money while waiting for a high end job he could just walk into. He was pompous and arrogant but that only seemed to draw her in closer. The y/h girl still didn’t know how she’d managed to get her mom to agree to shopping her off but boy did she revel at the idea of being out of her mother’s clutches. Before her mother had gone stark raving mad Y/N had taken her education abroad, London to be exact. From England.” Poppy informed her daughter partially enjoying the look of dread that filled the young girl’s features. “Oh by the way darling we have a guest arriving soon. Pushing the now empty soda glass aside Y/N rolled her eyes at the kiss up.

Even if the younger woman managed to get past the suit clad minions she would have nowhere to go they lived in a fucking jungle for Christ sake!

A red vinyl wrapped prison where every day was like a bad 50’s movie and no matter how loud you screamed or how hard you tried to escape you couldn’t. Poppyland was like her mother’s sick twisted paradise but to the y/h/c girl it was a prison. Y/N never truly knew if it was beef or man and she didn’t plan on asking. Sipping on a milkshake Y/N grimaced as she watched her mother new recruit tuck into the burger flinching with each bite.