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“You told me that I had a choice on what to do with this one,” Merlin says in a clear voice, the tone giving no chance for Harry to interject. Not, of course, that Harry is even in any frame of mind to interject. Eggsy’s genial smile is now widens to an exited grin and Harry suspects that the boy is trying to not bounce on his feet. “So here he is then. Eggsy Unwin, codename Excalibur, also known as your aide and otherwise known as your glorified butler with added perks.”
aka- The Kingsman / Love Actually AU featuring lobsters at nativity play, dramatic love confessions to Mariah Carey's All I Want For Christmas, and everyone wonders who they have to shag to get biscuits around here.
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These Hands (Had to Let It Go Free) by Vacilando
Fandoms: Kingsman: The Secret Service (2015)
04 Apr 2015
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He does not only recognize this man, he knows him. Harry knows the way he laughs and the way he would smile cheekily at Harry. He knows the way this man say his name, all rough cockney accent and confidence. Harry knows him better than Harry knows himself but none of that matter because Harry does not remember his name.
Nor is he sure if this man is real.
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- Part 1 of This Love (Left a Permanent Mark)
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And With This Feeling I'll Forget by Vacilando
Fandoms: Kingsman: The Secret Service (2015)
02 Apr 2015
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“Hang on.” Eggsy paused “If I let you out, will you give me a kiss? Always wanted to kiss a King and yous being Arthur sort of makes you one, don’t it?”
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Where Harry got himself kidnapped and Eggsy kicks ass to save his King.
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I'd Follow You Down, Down, Down by Vacilando for MasterofAllImagination
Fandoms: Kingsman: The Secret Service (2015)
19 Mar 2015
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'Yeah', he thought to himself, his wrist almost smarting where Harry grasped it in a surprisingly strong grip despite having just woken up from a coma. 'Something’s off'.
(And I don't know how you get over someone as dangerous, tainted and flawed as you)
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Nearer My God To Thee by Vacilando for MasterofAllImagination
Fandoms: Kingsman: The Secret Service (2015)
13 Mar 2015
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The world ends in cold water, to the sounds of Nearer My God To Thee.
It's all so unfair.
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This Love (Left a Permanent Mark) by Vacilando
Fandom Kingsman: The Secret Service (2015)
04 Apr 2015
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Supermodel George Russell comes to a Formula One race for the first time.
By the end of the weekend, netizens have assembled a relationship timeline, identified matching furniture and clothing, and also become emotionally invested in a croissant.
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05 Jul 2026
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The best thing about this is how absolutely clueless the grid are along with the rest of us. Them finding out in the trenches of F1 twitter is hilarious.
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Moments after winning the 2025 WDC, George Russell suffers a crash that erases his entire racing life. Hidden on a secluded farm to prevent further trauma, he becomes a ghost the world quietly mourns. Three years later, a burnt-out Max Verstappen, fleeing racing and fame, stumbles onto the farm and finds the man everyone believed lost forever.
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11 Jun 2026
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I'm in love in love in looooove. Read this with Persuasion ost on loop and please listen to the author's song choice for the Epilogue.
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Max felt it before he saw it—the brush of air, the sudden wrongness at his wrist.
“What the—”
The moped was already accelerating, a blur of movement and noise, the rider leaning low as they tore down the street. Max stared, stunned, at his bare wrist.
For half a second, nobody moved. “Putain de merde,” Charles snapped.
“Hey!” one of the fans shouted, too late.
“That’s my—” Max started, then stopped, blinking. His watch was gone. Just like that. Snatched cleanly off his wrist. Wasn’t sleight-of-hand for magicians?
Charles was already backing away, keys in hand.
“Charles,” Max said, still dazed. “It’s fine. It’s just—”
“No,” Charles said, and there was nothing polite about his voice now. His jaw was set, eyes already tracking the direction the moped had gone. “No, absolutely not.”
“Charles,” Max repeated, more urgently this time. “You don’t need to—”
“I do,” Charles said. He grabbed Max’s sleeve briefly. “Get in the car.”
Max hesitated. “This is insane.”
“Yes,” Charles agreed. “I know.”
OR Bottom!Max has his watch stolen and Charles loses his mind a little bit (based on 2022 incident in Italy)
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09 Jun 2026
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Charles losing his shit because someone stole something from Max, someone touched him, was something ridiculously hot. Like. The smut was hot, yeah but. The chase was hotter because that man does not play about Max.
-He touched you.
The words replayed in Max’s head, unfamiliar and hot. Someone had put their hands on Max and Charles had lost his mind over it. He felt them in his mouth, rolling them over his tongue like he could somehow understand Charles if he could wrap his mind around this singular sentence.
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Oscar had, at some point, become a piece of furniture.
That wasn’t a complaint. Just an observation. Like noticing the weather had turned or that the apples in hospitality were bad again.
George Russell had apparently decided that wherever Oscar was standing was the correct place to be. This was true at national anthems, in the paddock, in the media pen, and—most impressively—exactly when Oscar was attempting to film something for McLaren’s social channels.
Every race weekend, without fail, George found him. Especially if he needed an umbrella.
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- Part 4 of Tumblr Short Requests
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09 Jun 2026
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Oscar just quietly take up the Boyfriend duties before the word was even discussed? The princess treatment for George??? Amazing.
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Please don’t send me an arse of a teammate, he had pleaded. For the love of all that is holy, don’t go and cock it all up now.
George knew Toto always had options. Backroom conversations, quiet lunches, the odd promising junior hovering just out of sight, drivers with resumes hot off the presses or egos already calcified by a seat they hadn’t earned. The thought of who he might be paired with, compared to mild-mannered, dependable Lewis, made his skin crawl.
As the season wore on, the speculation only grew. Pundits promised answers by summer shutdown. Fans demanded certainty. George waited. Nothing came.
Then, come Zandvoort, Mercedes announced an FP1 outing for Toto’s bloodthirsty Formula 2 protégé in George’s car despite Lewis being the one he was meant to replace, which felt personal, frankly.
And on Friday night, in front of a home crowd drunk on orange smoke and seawater, Mercedes finally made it official.
18-year-old Max Verstappen would be the next driver to wear the Silver Arrows.
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02 Jun 2026
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A little cradle robbery is nothing between your 18 yo teammate and 20 something older teammate who gives you softness and sweetness and praises and guidance and protection and openess when all you had was strict upbringing and humiliation and idea that you are a machine. Like.
I am unhinged by how undone George is for this Max.