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euphternal · 4 months
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he knows what he’s doing…
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taron egerton, instagram, june 2022
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sarahegerton19 · 2 years
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dean karny x reader
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ok so this is my first time posting on here i hope you like it let me know if you want a part 2
You were laying in bed on a Friday night when you got a call from your friend sydney 
“Hey sydney what you want”
You were already in a bad mood after you had a fight with your brother  joe.
“Oh ok dame what is wrong with you?” sydney asks a bit offended 
“Sorry sydney i just had a fight with joe i don't know how you but up with him”
“I know he can be a bit of a pain in the ass”
You both giggled on the phone 
“So why did you call me?”
“Oh yes. You need to come to mine like now the boys and a small few of the girls are having a party, nothing big just us. So what do you say you in or out? Wait, the boys want to hear you too”.
You waited a second for her to but the phone on speaker you then heard kyle on the other end 
“Hey Y/N you better get your ass up out of that bed or we are all going to bring the party to you.”
You think for a second they are not going to give up.
You said to yourself.
“Uhhh ok fine” you hear cheers of joy on the other end making you giggle
You then hear joes voice “hey sorry sis for what i said i didn't mean it”
“It's fine joe. your my big bro i forgave you the moment it was said”
“Come on hurry up Y/N we haven't seen you in mounts we miss you”
Scott says 
“.ok ok  Sydney, can I talk to you in private please?”
You ask. wondering if dean karny would be there or not.
Sydney got up off of the sofa and left the room  
“Ok whats up?”
“Amm, is Dean going to be there?”
“Yes he is already here, you need a lift he can pick you up if you want?”
“No no that's fine, is lizzy there too?” 
You and Lizzy don't get along well like you used to but one day you opened up about liking Dean and a few weeks later she was dry humping dens leg in your living room two months ago when you threw a party. You were completely crushed you stayed up in your room and locked the door so no one could interrupt your cry fest.
“Yes she is but just ignore them plus you can do better than dean love you hun see you soon.” Sydney then hangs up
You got out of bed and got ready 
 
you were done getting dressed, you walked to sydneys because her house was just 20 minutes down the road.
As you got to the door you see dean sitting on the couch out on the porch with a beer in hand he smiles at you as you walk up the four steps 
“Hi dean” you say as you lean against the fence of the porch with your arms crossed against your chest directly in front of him
Dean then leaned forward and looked you up and down, you just stared at him he is acting weird you thought 
“I haven't seen you in two months, where were you?”
You just say “I don't know what youre talking about dean” because you can't say  oh i was in my room crying not wanting to eat and felling shitty 
as you were going to walk over and open the door dean is up and in front of you you froze in your spot.  He was standing so close You felt Dean's breath fanning your face. He was breathing heavily.
“Where were you?” he whispers 
“I told you dean i don't know what youre talking about now can i go in its kinda cold out here and i did not bring a jacket”
“I will let you in when you answer me where were you for two months you  ignored me you won't answer the phone what is going on Y/N”
Dean then steps closer to you 
This was not like dean he would never really call you only when he had no one else to talk too 
“Nothing dean i just wasn't feeling good i'm fine now”
“Bullshit Y/N i know there is something wrong i can tell ever since the party at yours you have been acting strange you disappeared half way through your own party your not your usual bubbly self”
You did not know what to say dean has never cared this much before
“Look Dean, can we talk about this later?”
“NO!!. Y/N WE ARE TALKING ABOUT THIS NOW!”
Dean raises his voice at you, you start to feel scared it shows on your face Dean has never raised his voice at you before. Seconds later dean realises what he did his face softens
“Oh im sorry Y/N fuck just…please dont shut me out againg”
“Wow dean i did not think you cared that much”
“Of course i care your my friends little sister just promise if you need help or your not feeling good call me”
Ouch that hurt you thought 
“Ye ok fine i will”
“You better”
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Look guys, I found something!
So, I’m sure by now we have all seen the trailer for blackbird at least once or twice but have you actually stopped and thought about why this kitchen looked so familiar? I didn’t either until I heard Taron’s accent and then it hit me.
The scene in the trailer where Taron gets arrested you can see the kitchen and some of the house this person is in and if you watch the scene in BBC, where Joe and Dean are at the new place for the first time, you will notice what I did.
It’s the same fucking set! 
Yes, I know that it may be harder to tell with camera angles and the set being dressed differently but it is the same set, both being filmed in NOLA.
So with that being said, Dean Karny, is that you? Lol.
P.S: If you want to share this fact with your friends, you can but please give me the credit as I’m sure I’m the only one that was able to look past the no shirt and notice this fact.
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Beg For It Part 5
Part 5 of ????
Tumblr’s dying for me here
Read it on AO3
@ziggyrocket @iammrsrogers @primaba11erina
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Least favourite role of his?
It constantly oscillates between Dean Karny and Robin Hood, which coincidentally are the ones he hates the most too.
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colin-ross · 9 months
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Today I visited the City Palace (and Museum) in Udaipur. I also had a boat trip out to Jagmandir Island whih also have a bonus of seeing the Palace from the water.
Construction of the Palace started in 1553 and continued for nearly 400 years, with each of the Mewar adding their own touches. You can see the faded glory, don’t worry I don’t consider that an insult and use the same term about myself 😂
The Palace is located on the east bank of Lake Pichola and was the biggest palace in Rajasthan. It has been used in films, most notably James Bond’s Octopussy - Paul will no doubt be along to tell us Moonraker is a better film shortly.
Udai Singh II chose the site near Lake Pichola for his new kingdom in 1537. According to Wikipedia this was because the location was well protected on all sides by forests, lakes and the Aravalli hills.
Dean has suggested that tomorrow’s excursion is to the Karni Mata Temple, now I have checked the ‘rope walk’ is actually a ‘ski lift’ I may well give it a go🚠
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claveldelaire · 2 years
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I made this.
did I cheat? yes
do I care? no
I’m not sorry @ziggyrocket​ next time just don’t talk to me while i’m drunk, okay?
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taronunwin · 3 years
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“Suddenly, a shy-looking young boy with his hands dug deep into a navy duffel coat grins at me and the room virtually explodes with charisma. I've just encountered Taron Egerton.”
HAPPY 31st BIRTHDAY, TARON DAVID EGERTON
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fyeahegerton · 4 years
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We have to turn ourselves in.
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avenging-fandoms · 4 years
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Ma’am, could you please satisfy my cravings? 66 from the prompt list in the smut section, I beg of you 🥵 Love you always hunny 🥰❤️ -Miya💜
thank you for the request baby i love youu🥺💖
66. I’m gonna fuck you in front of the mirror, I want you to see how pretty you look when you’re spreading your legs for me.
the heavy rainstorm nearly took you into a slumber, and taron’s fingers rubbing up and down your bare back wasn’t helping.
“baby, you can’t fall asleep now because you know you’ll never fall asleep tonight. you were up all night and you don’t want to ruin your sleep schedule” taron’s voice was soft, and that didn’t help either. you rolled over and laid your head on his arm, and he scanned your body up and down quickly as he realized you were topless. “i have an idea to keep you awake. go sit in front of the mirror”
“alrighty. you better not throw cold water on me” you sit cross crossed in front of the mirror, watching as taron got off the bed. you bit your lip softly at his nude torso, crouching down next to you and running his hand down your chest and to your loose pajama shorts.
“is this alright?” he asks and you nod, pushing his hand into your underwear and moaning. his other hand grabbed your chin and turned it to the mirror, making you watch. “i’m gonna fuck you in front of the mirror, i want you to see how pretty you look when you’re spreading your legs for me.”
you moan at his words, wrapping your hand around his wrist. rarely did taron even curse, so when he did and talked dirty, it got you so turned on.
you watched in the mirror as taron took off your shorts and underwear, spreading your legs and groaning into your neck. “taron.. i need you..” you were fully awake now, and in desperation for taron to do something. taron slid down his shorts and underwear, laying down on the ground and propping his head up against bed, sitting you on his cock facing the window.
“fuck, darling. you feel so fucking good” he moaned, and you held onto his hips as you bounced up and down. “the mirror, baby. i’m not going to tell you again”
you nod, watching as taron’s cock went in and out, and it only turned you on even more. “fuck fuck fuck taron, you f-fill me up so good, your cock’s so fucking big”
“whose cock is this baby?”
“mine, taron, all mine” you moan, taron’s hand rubbing your clit.
“whose pussy is this? huh? whose cunt is this?” you loved the way that word just rolled off his tongue like it was nothing.
“yours, taron, fuck! it’s all yours” you gasp, thighs trembling as he hits your spot. taron pushes you forward onto your hands and knees, hand gripping your hair and making you look into the mirror as his hips pounding into yours. you roll your eyes, mouth dropping a bit as the tip of his cock repeatedly hits your spot.
“you gonna cum for me? huh? go ahead, watch yourself cum in the mirror” his other hand now held your chin, holding it up so you watched yourself orgasm in the mirror. “see how gorgeous you are when you cum? fuck you’re so beautiful” he huffed, running his hand up and down your back. you turned around, arching your back as you sucked him off.
taron watched you in the mirror, giving your ass a few good spanks and gripping it as he came, glancing at himself in the mirror and then down at you. you pull away and taron wipes your lips with his thumb, popping his thumb in his mouth and smirking down at you. “well i’m surely wide awake now, mr. egerton”
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euphternal · 3 months
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GUYS, IM WRITING !!!! <33 TARON FANFIC TOMORROW !!!!
SO SEND IN MORE REQUESTS HUNNIES 🩵🩵🩵
i write for ashley johnson, ellie williams, pedro pascal, bella ramsey, kehlani, taron egerton & his characters !!
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taron egerton for vanity fair magazine italy, may 2019
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sarahegerton19 · 2 years
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made this today who should I do next.
ill do anyone
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Can you please do “I made your favorite dessert” from the marriage prompt list featuring the reader and Dean?
Hello Lovely! Thank you so much for requesting this. I will apologize for taking so long with this imagine. I did originally have another idea written out but reading through, I knew I needed to re-write it and give you a little more fluff than I originally had.
I also took a little longer because I fell down a rabbit hole with the real story of BBC and the timeline of how things happened and when they happened. It was quite interesting. I found out that the real Dean Karny (Most likely living with a different name) became a lawyer and was living in L.A. So, this is what I added into the imagine. I also made it that y/n and Dean were living in the witness protection program.
Anyway, if you have any question in regards to anything in this imagine, please feel free to message me.
I hope that you enjoy this fluffy Dad!Dean imagine.
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July 9th, 1983 was the day you first clapped eyes on Dean Karny. You had recently moved to L.A from San Francisco and to make up the rent money you needed for your quaint little apartment; you took a waitressing job at the Tasty Noodle House in West Hollywood. It wasn’t your favorite job in the world, but it at least gave you a paycheck.
You thought he was the most handsome man you had ever seen and that meant that you were most likely way out of his league. Little did you know that the moment Dean saw you -passing by him as he was escorted to his waiting client-, his heart stopped for a minute. Your wavy brown hair was tied into a low ponytail and your uniform hugged you in all the right places. You were gorgeous and Dean knew he had to make you his.
Sure enough, you started dating after having an encounter with him at a party you had been invited to by one of your colleagues, Ruby. You and Dean were infatuated with each other and spent every spare hour with each other.
Unfortunately, 1984 rolled around and Dean had been involved with something that had turned your world upside down. Dean had testified against Joe in the murder of Ron Levin. You had to admit that you thought Ron Levin was dirty from the minute you met him but for the sake of Dean’s -and the BBC- dealings with him, you decided to just let it be.
Because of Dean testifying in this case, you were both placed in the witness protection program together as Dean had informed investigators that you two were engaged. Even if it was a falsehood at the time. You were given new identities and you both had to leave friends and family behind. You didn’t mind it at first as it was kind of exciting, but, eventually the novelty wore off and in 1989, you were stuck with marrying a Mr. Jack Kesler, rather than the man you had fallen in love with, Mr. Dean Karny.
You continued to call your husband Dean when you were at home in the private of your bedroom but of course in public and around the kids, you were Mr. and Mrs. Kesler. That’s where you were now. 1994 and Living in a quiet suburban neighborhood of L.A with your now lawyer husband and two kids. Ian aged 5 and Jennifer aged 1. Both of them resembling their father in some way or another.
“I see daddy!” Ian hollered from the front room. He had been insistent on watching for his dad through the front window.
“Ok bud.” You replied, continuing to stir the steamed veggies you had made to go along with the meatloaf you had made.
It was this moment that Jennifer decided to start slapping her hands on her highchair tray. You had put her in there so that she could not only watch you cook but stay out of trouble since she had started walking recently.
“There’s my girls.” Dean said as he walked into the kitchen. You looked up at him as did Jennifer.
“Hi babe.” You greeted, giving your husband a sweet kiss.
“How was your day?” Dean asked as he bent down to remove Ian from his leg.
“Busy. This one kept me on my toes the whole day.” You replied as you ruffled Jennifer’s hair. Dean smiled.
“Well, I’m home now. What can I do to help?” He asked. It was still silly to think that when you met him, you were warned of his playboy ways and now here he was. Dressed in a suit, living the suburban dad life whilst holding a little boy that looked so much like him. It was bonkers to think of where you two started.
“You can go and get settled. Ian can help me set the table.” You told him with a warm smile.
“You sure?” Dean asked.
“I’m sure, Jack.” You said, slightly frowning. You hated how that sounded rolling off your tongue. Dean laid a hand on yours sympathetically. He knew how you felt. He felt the same after all.
“I love you.” He said, giving your cheek a kiss. You sighed and looked at him.
“I love you too.” You replied.
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“How was school today?” Dean asked as you all sat eating your dinner. Well, almost all of you as Jennifer was happier throwing her meatloaf pieces on the ground, despite you telling her not to.
“I drawed you a picture.” Ian announced happily, making both you and Dean beam with pride for your little boy.
“I can’t wait to see it.” Dean told Ian with a smile.
“I think we have some room on the fridge for it.” You said, looking over at the food box which distracted you enough to not see Ian putting his broccoli on Dean’s plate. Dean quickly ate a piece before you turned your attention to the boys.
“What did you just put in your mouth?” You asked, eyeing Dean suspiciously. The man looked around playfully.
“Nuffing.” Came Dean’s muffled reply.
“De-“ You started before stopping yourself. “Daddy better not be eating your dinner.” You said, pointing your fork at Ian who grinned cheekily.
“Hmm.” You responded, turning to Jennifer who had put her ketchup laden hand on your arm. You groaned. Just then, you saw Dean sneak another piece of broccoli.
“Spit it out.” You said, looking at Dean. He quickly chewed and swallowed the veg.
“Alright then. I guess it’s just Jennifer and I having dessert tonight.” You teasingly as you picked up water to take a drink.
Both Dean and Ian looked at you to see if you were bluffing.
“Num!” Jennifer squealed. You knew she loved her dessert, especially when you would share with her.
“Num just for us.” You told her, earning a messy faced grin.
“What did you make?” Dean asked, curious. You shrugged.
“I made your favorite dessert.” You responded, knowing that it would get a gasp from both boys.
They loved it when you would make chocolate lava cake. It was something you only ever made when it was a special occasion such as Christmas, birthdays, Easter etc. This is what made Dean eye you suspiciously, trying to work out why you had made it tonight.
“But you never make it unless it’s special.” Dean said. You nodded and smiled.
“Ian’s report card came in the mail today. He got all A’s, so I figured I’d surprise him with it.” You told him honestly. Ian beamed at that. He was proud of himself, and you were proud of him.
“Are you sure there isn’t another reason?” Dean questioned. You shook your head.
“Neither of you will get to have any if Ian doesn’t eat his dinner without help from you.” You told them both.
“But I don’t like the trees.” Ian whined with a frown. Dean looked at his son.
“I know you don’t but just think, the faster you eat them, the quicker you can have cake.” He encouraged.
“Just eat it too fast other wise you’ll choke.” You informed your son. Ian nodded sullenly and you went about cleaning Jennifer up from her mainly discarded on the ground dinner.
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With Jennifer getting a bath by Dean and the dishes being done by you, Ian sat at the table finishing off the remanence of the chocolate lava that had oozed from his cake.
“You almost done bud?” you asked, drying your hands. Ian nodded as he licked his plate clean.
“Here mama.” Ian said as he handed over his now saliva clad plate.
“Thank you.” you replied as you made your way over to clean the dish.
“Ian, you ready for bath time?” Dean asked as he walked back toward you with a freshly clean Jennifer. She looked at you through her long lashes as she rested her head in the crook of Dean’s neck. You knew she was ready for bed.
“Yes daddy.” Ian said as he hurried off his chair, thanked you for dinner and rushed upstairs to wait for his dad.
You chuckled as you watched.
“Why don’t you read her a story and I’ll bathe Ian.” You said, seeing how much Jennifer was loving to cuddle her dad.
“Are you sure y/n?” He said, knowing how much you needed to hear him use your real name. You smiled and hugged him.
“I’m sure Dean.” You said through a contented smile. He kissed your forehead and went in search of Jennifer’s bottle.
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“Do you ever miss it?” You asked as you watched Dean move around your shared bedroom. He looked at you.
“Miss what Princess?” He questioned in reply.
“What we used to have. The parties, the drinking, the thrill of having sex over your desk. Everything.” You said, remembering all the naughty things you and Dean used to partake in. He smiled at you.
“Do you miss being known as Dean Karny cause lord knows I miss being y/f/n y/l/n.” You concluded.
“Sometimes I do but I also know that if we returned to who we used to be and where we used to be, we’d be in serious danger. That’s the last thing I want for my family.” He explained. You nodded. You had to agree, you didn’t want your family in danger.
“Ian asked for a special story tonight.” You started. Dean raised his brow as he crawled into bed beside you.
“What story?” He asked.
“Ours and it sucked because I didn’t know what the hell to tell him. I really wanted to tell him the truth.” You recounted. Dean sighed.
“Maybe we’ll have to make up a story and tell him we’re undercover cops.” Dean replied, drawing a laugh from you.
“You think he’d go for that?” You teased. Dean chuckled.
“Can I ask you something?” Dean asked and you hummed in response.
“Is there another reason you made the lava cake tonight, other than Ian’s report card?” He questioned. You turned to face him.
“Truthfully, I just wanted make something sweet and the fact that Ian’s report came today, it was perfect.” You replied.
“Well, it was certainly very special so thank you.” He whispered.
“If seeing my family happy means making special treats for dessert, then that’s what I’ll do.” You replied, closing your eyes and cuddling into Dean’s grasp further.
So yes, as hectic and surreal as you and Dean’s life had become, at the center of it, you had love and your children and that’s all that really mattered to you.
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taronegeton · 5 years
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Taron Egeron as Dean Karny
in Billionaire Boys Club (2018) dir. James Cox. 
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