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Binding of See Me Once, See The Way I Feel by the gifted @elrhiarhodan!
A binding to fit a work about people brought together by the legacy of entomologist Adalbert Seitz. Green three quarter leather binding, marbled endpapers, and tipped in copies of Seitz' butterfly plates, all based on different editions of his books on macrolepidoptera.
I’m really enjoying binding as a method of celebrating and validating transformative works as well as a pro-community gesture. In keeping with that idea, I’m happy to make the author a copy at no cost for themselves if they’d like one. Thanks!
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Roxy squeezes Eggsy's arm as Merlin closes his eyes, and begins updating Harry’s file.
Status: INACTIVE - DECEASED.
Final logout procedure for HARRY HART.
Are you sure you wish to continue?
“All right, here we go...” Harry’s voice says.
Everyone startles: Merlin with his fingers frozen just above the keyboard, Roxy putting down the glasses, and Eggsy in the middle of smoothing his hand over the newspapers on the wall.
“So...if you’re seeing this, I suppose it means that I’m...dead.” Harry shrugs, wincing briefly, and Eggsy places a hand over his mouth. “Hope it was suitably impressive! Not by heart attack or an incident with the coffee machine you need to fix, Merlin.”
The quartermaster’s eyes are wet. “You bastard,” he chokes.
“I also want to say to Arthur, if he’s watching this, fuck you.” Harry smiles. “I’ve wanted to say that for years to your face, so I’ll say it again: fuck you.”
Eggsy laughs.
“But seriously, I just wanted to say to some of you...thank you. Especially to you, Merlin. You saved my arse a thousand times and back, and I’ll know you’ll be blaming yourself for this, old friend. Don’t. It was very likely my fault, anyway.” Merlin shakes his head. “You’ve been my dearest friend and handler for years, and I can’t thank you enough for that.”
Harry pauses for a long while, and Merlin looks. Thirty seconds to go.
“And Eggsy?” Eggsy freezes. “You never knew.”
Roxy places a hand on his arm, clutching.
“I love you. I’ll miss all of you very much. Except for Arthur. And...I wish you the best.” Harry nods. “Don’t you dare get rid of Mr. Pickle.”
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Sunday/Fic snip!
Thank you @spikybanana for the tag! It's technically Monday where I am but I'm still gonna post this one 😂
This is a Hartwin wip!!
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In a rare moment of inelegance, Roxy flapped her arms up and down, exasperated at Eggsy’s sheer bullheadedness. “If you don’t call that being head over poison-tipped Oxfords for you then what else could it be?”
Eggsy, the lovable idiot, just shrugged. “Indigestion? Or maybe diarrhea, I think he had the runs this morning.”
Roxy stared at him for a long, hard moment. When Eggsy started to squirm underneath her gaze, she whipped her phone out of her coat, pressed a few buttons, and brought it up to her ear. “Merlin? Merlin, we have a problem. I can’t deal with this.”
The phone’s speaker crackled with a sigh. “Ah. It seems like we find ourselves in the same circumstances, Lancelot.”
“Harry too?”
“Yes.”
“Goddamnit.”
“Um, Rox? What--”
She snapped her hand up and raised her index finger threateningly. Eggsy shut his mouth.
Roxy sighed. “Alright, then. Should we proceed with Plan B?”
“I believe it would be wise. Will fifteen minutes be enough?”
“Let’s make it twenty to be sure.”
“Fine by me.”
Roxy ended the call. She sighed once more and pinched the bridge of her nose, sensing an incoming headache.
The headache shuffled close to her, unsure of his welcome after Roxy’s admonishment. Before he could utter another word, however, Roxy grabbed Eggsy’s sleeve and began herding him away (more like dragging, if you asked Eggsy, but he was currently spluttering as his best mate started herding him someplace.)
“Roxy! What the hell is going on—stop that, you’re wrinkling my suit!”
“Shut up and follow,” Roxy growled.
Eggsy wisely shut up and followed.
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“He thought that Eggsy was blushing because of indigestion, Roxy. Who blushes because of that?” Merlin groaned, thumb and index finger coming together to massage the aching area between his brows. Roxy could relate.
“Oh my God. Eggsy said the same thing.”
“I don’t know what to do anymore with these oblivious idiots.”
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No pressure to do the game!! @tideswept @mischievouschan4
#i titled this fic idiots in oxfords#it seemed very fitting#kingsman#hartwin#hartwin fic wip#harry hart#eggsy unwin
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What the HECK do I want to write about right now? Why do I like so many fandoms? Why do I have so many ships? Why am I making this so hard for myself?
#sterek#reed900#spideypool#harringrove#destiel#reddie#buddie#hartwin#reed800#rk1700#blackbonnet#stedebeard#stedeward#writing#a03#ao3#archiveofourown#archive of our own#fanfiction#fic
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Hey!
This is kinda my last option because i have not been able to find this fic and have dug through my entire history and saved fics.
Tumblr, you're my last hope 🤦♀️
I am looking for a kingsman fic. In it, Eggsy is able to talk to animals or hear them mentally or something and when he's a kid it freaks his mom out. If I remember right he crashes the car because the fox was just out looking for food for her kits
In training he goes after Charlie because Charlie hit his dog to train it and Eggsy tells Merlin that he can train both his puppy and Charlie's. He keeps both dogs and I think he makes Harry take one of them to Kentucky with him. I also seem to remember Eggsy like possessing a racoon or something to help Harry during the church scene.
I know this sounds like some fever dream but I promise it's not. If anyone knows this fic or where to find it or any information, please I'm begging, let me know. This has wormed into my brain and I've not had any peace from it for like 3 weeks. I would dearly love to reread this fic as it's one of my favorites!
Thank you!❤️
#kingsman#fic rec#fic request#lost fic#hartwin#eggsy unwin#harry x eggsy#harry hart#kingsman fanfiction#signal boost
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Writing Patterns (Tag Game)
Rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there’s a pattern!
Saw @dwarfanonymice post this only after a long time (algorithm, why am i not shown the stuff i want to see????) and thought it'd be fun! Here goes nothing.
Meteor showers, Eggsy knows, aren’t actually as rare as people think. (as shattered stars shine, Hartwin)
Eggsy wakes up half-mad with pain, in a building only slightly on fire. (shadows, shadows, Hartwin)
Eggsy sits in an office that isn’t his, in front of a laptop that isn’t his, in a house where a gunshot still echoes off the walls. (if i reached out my hand, could I catch you?, Hartwin)
The knack of being a spy is knowing how to read the environment for clues in every situation. (what's left is merely sentiment, Hartwin)
Eggsy is five years old when he learns that plants are living things. (you could have at least wished to live, Hartwin)
If you ask Souji what he remembers most of those early days, he will tell you – the smell. (even so, someday, surely, Ian/Souji)
It is Thursday when he decides to ask. (barista of the year, Ian/Souji)
i. latte - beans and books coffee: not bad. better when hot. should visit again sometime. who’s leaving me coffee though? 8/10 (free coffee? (a.k.a. Souji the coffee delivery king), Ian/Souji)
I remember the day I turned fourteen. (misery and a name, no pairing)
Someone keeps leaving coffee for him. (left right up down you and me, Ian/Souji)
@writing mutuals: please try it too, I wanna see 8) Come say hi, talk about these, and yell with me about Hartwin as I cry into seven different Word documents.
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Fic Stats Meme
Rules: Give us the links to your fics with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and your fic with the least amount of words. Tagged by @girlwithakiwi and @mrpinniped.
Most Hits - Maybe I Just Wanna Be Yours (16,717 hits) - Teen Wolf, Derek/Stiles, E
Second Most Kudos - Safe & Sound (740 kudos) - Kingsman, Harry/Eggsy, T
Third Most Comments - Tell Me You Love Me (Tell Me Again) (18 comments) - Good Omens, Crowley/Aziraphale, T
Fourth Most Bookmarks - Falling, Catching (52 bookmarks) - The Witcher, Geralt/Jaskier, E
Fifth Most Words - Gather Up the Past (2814 words) - Teen Wolf, Chris/Peter, M
Least Words - Colours Burst (100 words) - White Collar, El/Peter/Neal, G
(I have written a bunch of 100 word drabbles so this is a tie between all of them, giving the spotlight to the one listed last in the AO3 sort ^^)
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Tagging: @silentdescant, @argylepiratewd, @ranmaru-san, @vrishchikad, or anyone else who'd like to do it, consider yourself tagged!
#tag meme#fic meme#my fic#fanfic#fic stats meme#sterek fic#hartwin fic#ineffable husbands fic#geraskier fic#petopher fic
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Yo. I am fucking desperately searching for a fic in a mostly-dead fandom lol. Kingsman fic, Hartwin ship, it was somewhat of a role-reversal thing where Eggsy is the one sent to Kentucky and is "killed" and he figures that Kingsman is trying to kill him so he goes into hiding. I do not remember the name of the fic or who wrote it, I do not remember the plot beyond that (and the fact that I loved it), but I do remember the author calling it a sort of "reverse-reichenbach" thing either in the description or an A/N or something. Either I forgot to bookmark this fic and it's somewhere on Ao3 I just haven't been able to find it, or it got deleted (I will cry if so) and if it was deleted and you know what fic this is and you have a PDF of it I will love you forever if you send it to me. I won't post it anywhere, I swear to god. I just wanna read it again blease
#kingsman#hartwin#eggsy unwin#harry x eggsy#harry hart#kingsman eggsy#kingsmen secret service#kingsman harry#lost fic#-Leeloo voice- please halp#idk what other tags I could use to maybe get this seen by someone who can help me out here lol#so idk rb this if you have followers who are into Kingsman I guess??
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Lord help me, I'm back on my bullshit
#so remeber that dorman fandom waking up thing#she is awake#I'm reading fics#I'm gonna rewatch the movies#the kingsman#hartwin#oops#no idea what woke it up
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Binding of The Sunne in Splendour by the excellent @elrhiarhodan!
A binding to fit a story about people brought together by a royal bloodline. Endpapers are 14th century embroidery fragments depicting a falconer with her loyal companions and being crowned. White English roses surrounding a stag and boar as described in the work.
I’m really enjoying binding as a method of celebrating and validating transformative works as well as a pro-community gesture. In keeping with that idea, I’m happy to make the author a copy at no cost for themselves if they’d like one. Thanks!
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When Harry comes back from Kentucky during one of the biggest downpours Britain has seen, Eggsy can’t quite believe it.
They’d just called off the search when the Statesman contacted them about a mysterious homeless man who wandered into their base and strongly resembled the late Galahad. Merlin told everyone (notably, Eggsy) to not jump to conclusions, but after five minutes of talking to the stranger via glasses, the quartermaster began preparations for Harry Hart to return home.
Harry looks worse for wear, bundled up in a suit and overcoat that didn’t quite fit him and what could be accurately called an eye patch. He also hobbles on a cane, gait unsteady and right hand trembling, only speaking when Merlin asks him direct questions. Eggsy stands back, wanting to rush forward and embrace him, but sensed it isn’t the right time.
Gone is the confident gentleman who could take out five people in a bar under ten minutes. Instead, once Harry gets settled in one of the hospital beds, Eggsy could see the very exhausted, very mortal man.
“The doctors are just going to run some brief tests, and then you can sleep,” Merlin says.
Harry closes his eyes, resting his head on the pillow. “That sounds very good right now, though,” he adds, “it would be nice to sleep in my own bed.”
“I don’t think you’re quite up to it now,” Merlin replies. “But, yes, that can be arranged. Eggsy, you don’t mind, do you?”
“It’s his house,” Eggsy says. He wondered, very briefly, what the process was when a formerly dead occupant returned to reclaim his property.
“You’re living in my house?” Harry turns, turning to Eggsy at last.
“Yes, I can move if you like...” Eggsy begins, but Harry shakes his head.
“I thought Edward would inherit it,” he murmurs.
“No, Harry,” Merlin says, voice gentle. “He didn’t...”
Harry turns away. “Of course,” he murmurs softly. “A great many people died that day.”
“Harry,” Merlin begins, but Harry shakes his head.
“No, it’s like you said,” he interrupts. “We’ve all lost people.”
“Do you want something for the pain, Galahad?” the doctor asks.
Harry shakes his head. “No,” he says. “Nothing that will...something less stronger.”
The doctor hesitates. “Not morphine, then,” she says. “But maybe some tablets?”
“He would have been twenty-three today,” Harry says, almost dreamily. His hand cranes upward, fitting itself over Eggsy’s shoulder.
Eggsy doesn’t dare move. “Who?” he asks.
Harry’s eyes close. “My son,” he whispers.
#hartwin#kingsman#harry hart#eggsy unwin#my fic#yeahhhh sorry#super old fic draft that I had to share lol
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Kingsman (Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Harry Hart | Galahad/Gary "Eggsy" Unwin
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, MI6 Eggsy, Kingsman Harry, Developing Relationship, Spy Shenanigans, Undercover, Honeypots
Eggsy is MI6. Harry is Kingsman. They have each been tasked to seduce a suspected rival intelligence agent.
The intelligence part may be overselling it.
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Moonlight Readings!
Wow it’s been a long time since I’ve posted a list of fic recs. See below a J2 AU RPS, two OFMD Gentlebeards, a Hartwin Kingsman fic, and the most devastating traumatized!Dream with Hob to the rescue fic everrrr. Love all these fics - hope you do too :)
PS you’ll notice my links to my ficrecs are now hosted on my neocities website. I’ve moved these ficrecs around a lot over the years, from tumblr pages (which then broke) to tumblr posts, to dreamwidth posts, but it just never felt right to keep my reclists - which involve a lot of behind-the-scenes organizing, archiving, etc. - as something so ephemeral as a blog post. So now they’re on their own static webpages 🥰 If you’re also on neocities let me know I’ll follow you we can be moots
Happy readings!
Every Old Town’s Just Your Past Burning Down by whisperedstory. Explicit, J2, 41k words. Summary: The world ends and those who survive are left with chaos; cities and towns are in ruins and there's a shortage of food and an outbreak of diseases that soon lead to panic and violence. With nothing keeping him in Texas Jensen decides to leave, wandering back roads and wilderness with no destination in mind. His path leads him to a secluded farm in Wyoming and a ragtag group of people. There, he ends up finding more than he dared to hope for: a home, friendships, and maybe even a chance at love with Jared, who Jensen is instantly drawn to even though he can't quite figure him out. [reposted, first posted on livejournal 13/6/2013]
ao3.org/works/4758260/chapters/10879586
My thoughts: I loved the devastation in this fic and then the slow soft recovery of a small group of survivors. The group dynamic gets stressful for Jared as the leader of their troop and Jensen’s there for him and ahhhh yeah that scene just got me in the feels. I’ve added this to my Desolate Post-Apocalypse reclist.
look what the cat dragged in by KiaraSayre. Not Rated, Gentlebeard, 11k words. Summary: Stede and his crew acquire a cat, whether they like it or not. https://archiveofourown.org/works/38246497
my thoughts: Yay fairy tales and animal transformation curses. Cat!Ed is hilariously and endearingly in-character and Stede’s inexplicable, increasing fondness for the creature just makes you want to roll into a little ball and make lovey noises. Added to my favorite OFMD fics.
Renaissance by Fyre. Explicit, Gentlebeard, 25k words. Summary: Ed heard the gunshot and the following scream when he was busting out of the barracks stores with a sack of food. Panicked. Familiar. He was running before he even realized he’d stepped on the guard and dropped the bag of loot. Running in the little shoes was a bugger of a thing, but he ran anyway, almost turning his ankle more than once, out into the dark, out into the woods, away from the barracks. https://ao3.org/works/40485996
my thoughts: Really well-written and lovely fix-it fic with charming and feel-good character development, romance, and reunions. Added to my favorite OFMD fics.
Laid to Rest by mauzymorn. Explicit, Harry/Eggsy, 84k words. Summary: After the chaotic mess that had been V-Day, everyone's got to learn to get back on their feet, right? Finding out Harry's alive does wonders to that end for Eggsy - that is, until ghosts from the past rise up to ruin it all. How could Harry not have seen this coming? Archnemeses that can't stay dead seem to come with the territory of being a spy. It's too bad that this particular ghost isn't one of Harry's... It's Eggsy's.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/5397506
my thoughts: I am such a sucker for traumatized and past!Rentboy!Eggsy and this is a really amazing long fic of PTSD and recovery with Harry being there for him AHHHH so good. Added to my favorite Kingsman fics recs.
Dulce et decorum est by Moorishflower. Explicit, Dreamling, rape/noncon warning. 9k words. Summary: "This one is a special case," Burgess says. "He is a war hero. Do you understand? You will be on your best behavior. You know what happens when you are not." Two years into his imprisonment, and Dream of the Endless has not given Roderick Burgess what he wants. Yet if he cannot have back his son, then he will have whatever else Dream has to give, and sell it to the highest bidder: body, powers, and all. Hob Gadling, newly back from the Western Front, has barely slept since 1889, and is desperate for any sort of relief, even that peddled by mad old men claiming to be warlocks. https://archiveofourown.org/works/43424929
Jesus fucking christ Morpheus crying into Hob’s chest while he's inside him and Hob being perplexed bc that's not typically how these dreams go was sooooo, omg. This fic of chock-full of really disturbing sexual abuse and torture trauma but it’s so harrowing and emotional, brilliantly written with a violent happy ending. I mean, when Hob rescues him… fuck, man /cries/. This fic was amazing. Added to my favorite Sandman fics reclist.
#dreamling#moonlight readings#gentlebeard#my fic recs#supernatural RPF#supernatural RPS#padackles#hartwin#Kingsman#OFMD#our flag means death#sandman#Morpheus#Ed Teach#Blackbeard#Stede Bonnet#eggsy unwin#harry hart#Dream of the Endless#Hob Gadling
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WIP Whatever-day!
Because this piece has taken so much work today that I now have a headache, and sharing (the suffering) is caring. Have an excerpt from the first draft, y'all.
Tagging @lovingherwasgay because we are both suffering with exams in various ways lol
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Over eggs and bacon one morning, Harry lowers the newspaper in front of him and looks at the chipped mug of coffee by Eggsy’s plate, horribly out of place with the words HANDS OFF MY MUG, YOU CUNT plastered across the side in stark contrast to the bone china of Harry’s teacup. Plodding footsteps echo from the staircase and down the hallway into the dining room as he takes stock of the things that don’t belong to him but have surfaced in his home anyway: a coat in the wrong size on the hook by the doorway; the pair of oxfords not in his size sitting by the shoe cabinet where their owner leaves them every single time despite Harry’s near-daily reminders to put them away; the box of absurdly sweet breakfast cereal with no nutritional value whatsoever, perched proudly next to the coffee machine as though that space was never empty; the second toothbrush by the bathroom sink where there was only one before; the sleepy brunette currently padding into the dining room, rubbing his eyes and colliding with the doorframe on his way in, still in his pyjamas with his hair sticking up at odd angles. Instead of all of this making his head spin, the realisation settles into a quiet sort of clarity, as though this is how it ought to be.
Still, Harry waits until the end of breakfast, when Eggsy’s coffee has disappeared from the mug, his plate is empty, and all that is left of his cereal is a lonely blue Froot Loop sitting at the bottom of the bowl, surrounded by a few spoonfuls of milk tinted an unappealing colour by copious amounts of food colouring. As Eggsy scoops it up with his spoon, Harry bites the bullet and asks, “How do you feel about moving in?”
The spoon pauses on its way to Eggsy's mouth, a drop of milk dangling dangerously and threatening to fall onto the placemat. Harry drops his gaze to his own nearly-empty plate, cutting the last mushroom into half and spearing it on his fork just to give him something to do in the unbearable silence. A second passes, and then he ends up being the one to break it anyway. “Of course, you don’t have to if you would like to remain-”
“Yes,” Eggsy cuts in, and Harry looks up in time to see his shocked expression give way to a delighted grin. “Obviously yes, Harry, I want to.”
Relief and joy swell in Harry’s chest, too much and just perfect and crowding out almost all speech except the words I love you. “Excellent,” he manages to say when his throat finally unsticks. “Will you need help with your things?”
“Nah. Haven’t got that much to pack, and I can get Rox to help. She’s been offering for ages.” Eggsy tips the last bit of cereal and milk directly into his mouth and swallows. “Can I bring my stuff over tomorrow?”
“You can do as you like,” Harry points out, “since it’s now also your house. You live here.” With me, he wants to add, horribly sentimental as it is. You live here with me.
“Sweet. Thank you, Harry.” Eggsy is smiling again, this one beatific and soft and gentle, the way he smiles only when they are alone. What Harry wouldn’t give to keep that smile, to keep Eggsy like that forever, bright and brilliant and happy.
He shelves the thought, because now isn’t the time for impassioned declarations of love. “I’m glad you’re open to it,” he answers instead.
“Open to waking up next to you every morning for the rest of my life? Fuck yeah.” Eggsy’s chair scrapes against the floor as he gets up, now-empty bowl stacked neatly atop his plate as he carries his dishes to the kitchen sink. As he passes Harry’s chair, he leans down for a quick kiss, leaving on Harry’s lips the faint taste of sugar and artificial fruit and in Harry’s chest the fierce warmth of love.
Every morning for the rest of their lives. What a prospect.
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Kingsman (Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Harry Hart | Galahad/Gary "Eggsy" Unwin
Characters: Harry Hart | Galahad, Gary "Eggsy" Unwin, Merlin (Kingsman), Roxy Morton | Lancelot, JB (Kingsman)
Additional Tags: 5+1 Things, Fluff, Mutual Pining, Tuxedos
Series: Part 1 of Tonight
Summary:
Five times Eggsy loves Harry, no matter what he's wearing. And one time he loves him enough to tell him so.
Once upon a time I could write. I always liked this one. As always, dedicated to the amazing @tastymoves
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I just took a delightful trip through @randomactsofviolence 's gorgeous Hartwin fics and I almost bruised a rib laughing reading this back 🤣
Contains: Harry Hart bending the rules of being drugged with truth serum by honestly telling his captors whatever comes to mind, with Eggsy watching and kinda dying inside ♡
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