Percival x Lancelot

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Kingsman percilot / rough sketch “..You’re too late, James.”

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Kingsman percilot :)

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After mission (doodle) - Kingsman/ percilot

[whiskey-not-entirely-straight]

“YES I BOOBY TRAPPED THE PRESENTS BECAUSE YOU DO THIS EVERY FUCKING YEAR,” percilot

“You could have cut me inhalf, you absolute madman!” James Spencer looked at his fiancé in utterdisbelief.

“Don’t be ridiculous, James, that’s not a thing that could everhappen.” Percival gave a dismissive wave of his hand. “Also, there’s no reasonto complain, it’s not even real.”, he added, gesturing to the piece of plasticthat was now innocently lying on their hallway floor but had only a minute ago beenused in a vicious plot to scare the living shit out of James.

“Oh well in that case, by all means I congratulate you on nothanging an actual Guillotine into ourbroom cupboard.” Had he not been so baffled by the lengths Percival was apparentlywilling to go to to keep him from prematurely finding the Christmas presents,James would have been more than a little impressed by the contraption built intothe narrow space above the closet-door.

Percival looked annoyed, which was absurd because between thetwo of them James was the one who had just escaped certain death.“I, too, would prefer not having to take such drastic measures but you don’tleave me much choice here – “

James interrupted him. “There is always a choice Percy! You’re supposed to be the responsible one - wehave a child in this house!”

Granted, Roxy wouldn’t have been able to reach up to shelf wherePercival had hidden the key to the cupboard, but James still thought that thishad gone too far. How was he supposed to properly search when he had to fearbeheading?!

“Two children actually, butone of them is a lovely little angel who knows that Christmas presents stayhidden until Christmas morning while the other one is a 30-year-old man who forsome reason still seems to struggle with the fucking concept of a surprise.”

James pulled a face.

“The only thing I strugglewith is the concept of how my future husband seems to be perfectly fine withmurderi – “

This time it was Percival who cut him off, throwing his hands upin frustration. “Oh, stop being so dramatic, will you?” He bent down to pick uphis construction from hell and then closed and locked the cupboard door again,pocketing the key before turning back to James.

“What do you want me to say? Yes, I booby trapped the presents -because you do this every fucking year, James! I tried everything – you even founda way to get to them the year I hid them at Harry’s place!” Percival gave an exasperatedhuff and shook his head.

James couldn’t help a fond smile as he recalled that specificinstant. Good times had been had because Harry’s attic had been proven to be avery interesting place full of photographic evidence of ludicrous hairdos bothHarry and Merlin were guilty of sporting in their youth.

He grinned and followed Percival who had turned and marched intothe kitchen, apparently fed up with the situation. James leaned against thecounter and watched him dispose of the death-trap, tying up the trash bagbefore holding it out to James.

“Throw this out and you mightnot meet the same fate just yet.”

That sounded like a morereasonable price to pay for his snooping than meeting the same fate as good oldMarie Antoinette, James supposed.

Obediently he made his wayoutside to the trashcans, pleasantly surprised by the discovery that it had begunto snow.

Back inside he came up behindPercival, wrapping his arms around him and praying that he was not about to beelbowed in the gut.

Thankfully that didn’t happen,Percy even turned in his arms and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Jamessmiled and leaned forward until their foreheads met.

“Am I forgiven?”, he askedquietly, relieved to see Percival smile in return.

“Only if you give back thekey to the cupboard you just took out of pocket and make a mental note toeither never try that again or to drastically improve your pickpocketingskills.”

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♦ percilot :)

red diamond - slow dancing. Have a tiny bit of fluff.

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“James, please turn that music off. I’m trying toread.”

His husband ignores him, physically removing the bookfrom Alistair’s hands and pulling him up off the sofa. “It’s our song, darling,”he says. “We have to dance to it, that’s the rule.”

“You’re ridiculous,” Alistair tells him for the hundredthtime (today), but he allows himself to be swept into his husband’s arms asFreddie Mercury croons over the stereo. “I can’t believe this is our song.”James had requested it as the first dance at their wedding, without consultingAlistair, but he’s not really complaining. It’s the perfect mix between alegitimately slow, romantic song and a passionate power ballad. Much like theirrelationship.

“You love it.”

“I love you,” Alistair corrects. He’s more indifferentabout the song. They sway together, none of the fancy dance moves James hadpulled the first time they’d danced to it, pressed cheek to cheek. Alistaircloses his eyes and breathes in the scent of his husband’s cologne. Jamesmurmurs along with the words, whispering the sweet promise into his ear.

Alistair loves the work they do. He loves the thrillof the action, even if it doesn’t look like it affects him, but he loves theselittle moments in between even more. Because as much as he loves being a spy,he’d much rather be James’s husband, slow dancing in the middle of their livingroom as Queen plays on the radio, as much in love with him as the day they met.

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Percilot doodle #3 (x)(x)

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“We’re under mission”

“No problem. just one sip of 1962  DALMORE is Okay.”

“Can’t you see that I’m holding a knife and a gun in my both hands?”

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“You have gray hair”

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(ㅅ´ ˘ `)~♡(=′ー`) …

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Percilot : Reconciliation

Part 3 of my Percilot comic .

Let’s just say Harry has a way with people. 

Part 1 - Domestic Issues

Part 2 -The Exile

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Very slowly but surely beginning the heaving-into-motion of this blog! Feel free to submit to this blog some suggestions! Please do not steal anyone’s art or other similar creations when submitting. Thank you!

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Gotta give you a hug, Percival <3