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Prompt: Lazy morning routine, no missions, nothing outstanding to do that day, just Eggsy and Harry enjoying each other's company (what kind of company is up to you). All I ask is that at some point Harry makes our dear lovely boy Eggsy some Eggs in a basket.
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07 Jul 2026
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standing on the corner in a three piece suit by Good_News_Everyone
Fandoms: Kingsman: The Secret Service (2015)
05 Dec 2015
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‘What’m I s’posed to think?’ Michelle wails. ‘You tell me you’re working at this tailors, but you ain’t got no skills in sewing and you ain’t never in the shop when I go by. You keep comin’ back hurt all over an’ you tell me you’re gettin’ in street fights, but I seen you fight, baby, and no street punk could do that kind of damage to you ‘less you let ‘im.’
Eggsy’s mum gets the wrong idea about his job.
5/12/15: Extra Hartwin epilogue added!
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06 Jul 2026
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57 Degrees. Precisely. by Galahard for sassafrasx
Fandoms: Kingsman: The Secret Service (2015)
31 Jan 2016
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In an alternate world Eggsy goes into the Marines, and stays in the Marines. This is a take on that au, though please forgive my lack of actual Marine knowledge. Also included: finicky coffee drinkers, texting addictions, and baristas with ulterior motives.
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05 Jul 2026
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Harry wants nothing more than to drag his bone-weary body to bed and sleep properly. He has every intention of it, standing from his own seat, turning to address Arthur when there’s a loud clatter and Eggsy muttering, “Buggering shit–” and Harry turns to look.
And that’s Harry’s problem: he should have known better than to look anywhere in Eggsy’s direction, given how the last two hours had passed.
So, there’s Eggsy, bent over to retrieve whatever he has dropped, and Harry thinks he’s admiring the excellent tailoring on the trousers but he’s a bloody liar. He doesn’t give a shit about the stitch work.
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30 Jun 2026
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These things, these second chances—they usually never worked out. Not for people like him. Fleeting hopes that never amounted to much, bitter reminders of what he always came so close to having.
This time, though, he was lucky. Beside him in the jet, all the way home, Harry had slept soundly—Eggsy’s only reminder that, sometimes, things could be okay.
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30 Jun 2026