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i’ve updated my rules so if u wouldnt mind giving them a quick once over that’d be grand!!! 

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‘ you got two choices: let me carry you, or die out here. take your pick. ’

injury meme // accepting // @raisedthishell

Maybe it’s the blood loss, but Eggsy is starting to think the handle of Lancelot is cursed. When Harry had offered to change is own alias so that Eggsy could remain Galahad, he’d politely declined. It didn’t feel right taking his mentors name from him, not now he was alive. Instead he took the name of Lancelot, for Roxy. Now he’s bleeding out on the floor of an arms dealer’s base. There’s a connection there, he’s sure of it. After all, his dad had been going for Lancelot when he’d been blown to shit, then Roxy bought it and all. Maybe he should have gone for something less cursed: like Gwaine. 

Right. Focus. Yvain is talking to him. Or at him, or maybe near him. Fuck, a massive injury and blood loss are a hell of a drug. If he’d known about this as a teenager maybe he wouldn’t have been mixed up in coke. Then again, there was the small matter that he was bleeding out; that’s certainly less than ideal. 

“You need to go,” he manages eventually, spitting out the words with a mouth full of blood that runs down his chin, and fuck if it doesn’t hurt to talk. One hand is pressed against the wound in his stomach and he breaths in ragged, desperate breaths. It’s not that he wants to die, not really, but there’s him, the mission and Yvain. Seems to him only two of those things hold any real importance here anymore. “I’ll slow you down an’ you’ll get hurt n’ all. If you can come back for me after great but if not…” he trails off with fear, doing his best to mask it with exhaustion. “Then just…just tell my mum I love her, yeah?” 

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me, talking about my trauma: haha yeah it was no big deal tho i don’t really care it’s whatever honestly

somebody: validates my trauma and says i shouldn’t have had to go through that

me, suddenly crying: huh. weird

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                                NO ONE IS COMING TO SAVE YOU !

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* hurt prompts

‘ are you bleeding? ’

‘ take it easy. you hit your head. ’

‘ where does it hurt? ’ 

‘ sit still and let me take a look! ’

‘ how did you get that black eye? ’ 

‘ you should see the other guy. ’ 

‘ did i say you could get out of bed? ’

‘ that’s going to leave a bruise. ’

‘ i’ll get some ice. ’ 

‘ that’s what you get for picking fights. ’

‘ are you trying to give me a heart attack? ’

‘ what’s wrong with you? ’

‘ you can barely stand. ’

‘ did you throw the first punch? ’

‘ that’s a nasty bump. ’

‘ get in the car. you’re going to the hospital. ’

‘ at least bandage it. ’ 

‘ no, you’ll get an infection. ’ 

‘ wet floor signs are there for a reason, you know. ’

‘ you’re lucky. that icicle could’ve killed you. ’

‘ where’s your gratitude? i rescued you! ’

‘ i’m calling the nurse. ’

‘ was that stupid dare worth it? ’

‘ what happened to you? ’

‘ sit down. i’ll make some hot chocolate and fix you right up. ’

‘ are those bandages? ’

‘ you need stitches. ’

‘ look out for that tree branch. ’

‘ i’ve got you. just stay awake. can you do that for me? ’

‘ lean on me. ’

‘ you got two choices: let me carry you, or die out here. take your pick. ’

‘ shit, you’re burning up. ’  

‘ you’re not dying. it’s only a sprained ankle. ’

‘ lie down. ’

‘ i’m sorry. i know it hurts. here, hold my hand. ’

‘ you’re in no condition to be walking around. ’

‘ wake up! wake up! ’

‘ i don’t feel sorry for you. ’

‘ look at your face! ’

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fuck what if roxy was the one who accompanied merlin to the states and the one who worked out how to bring eggsy back

au where eggsy was the one sent to kentucky and shot by valentine & when statesmen fix him up he thinks he’s his pre-kingsman self in a holding cell for dealing and stuff. has no idea who merlin or harry are when they come into greet him for the first time but is ready to fucking throw down 👀🔪

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au where eggsy was the one sent to kentucky and shot by valentine & when statesmen fix him up he thinks he's his pre-kingsman self in a holding cell for dealing and stuff. has no idea who merlin or harry are when they come into greet him for the first time but is ready to fucking throw down 👀🔪

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know me well - roo panes

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He was proud to be her friend.

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just dropped the number of blogs im following on here from nearly 200 to like 50 so i guess i might be doing the damn thing 

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me and mum are watching the g.lden c.ircle together aka softly going "I love Eggsy so much" to each other at regular intervals ahdjajdkanc

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dreamgrl1998:

craving intimacy + having intimacy issues………nice

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The point is, Eggsy, nobody thanked me for any of them.

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Your fingers are so cold and bruised, but you’re still slamming your fists against the barricade as if it makes a difference.

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dayblooming:

by all accounts, she should be more terrified. young age and a desperate need to believe that nothing bad happens completely without reason are shielding her, not allowing her to think about any of this at an outsider’s point of view: about how their mother is unemployed while her dad’s got a solid management job, about her mother’s mental state that could be easily painted as something more sinister than just fear for her children — both thoughts have crossed daisy’s mind more than once in the passing weeks, and she’s actively chosen to ignore them. sure, mum’s far from perfect, but she’s better than dad  ( infinitely! )  and surely that must count for something? and aren’t mothers always supposed to win custody battles, isn’t that the number one argument anyone ever brings up to shut up questions about gender equality?   “ it’s not like he actually wants me. this whole thing’s probably just to try and scare mum. ”

she smiles at his words and prays he’s right. mum’s been through so much, convincing a few bureaucrats that she loves her kids should be at the easy end of it all. she wonders if she should’ve told more in her interviews, made first and foremost sure she’s not going to end up with dad — eventually, she’d decided not to and keep details at minimum while making sure they knew which parent she wanted to stay with. she couldn’t have done it to eggsy: her own occasional shoplifting was miles away from everything that could be pinned on eggsy if they wanted to, and that wouldn’t be helping anyone’s case.

“ eggsy, can you promise me SOMETHING? ”   she types into the app, starting to write her next words before it even finishes reading the last ones but hesitates on her diction, erasing and rewriting text for a good moment before deciding on the least panic-inducing way to say  ‘ shared custody ’.   “ if it doesn’t go our way, don’t do anything stupid, okay? ”   she can picture eggsy hitting someone in anger all too vividly, or deciding to come clean about both dean and himself and ending up facing charges himself.   “ i don’t wanna need to come see you in prison. ”

Silence fills the car for a few moments after the app finishes speaking, while Eggsy tries to think of what to say next. On the one hand, he doesn’t want to scare his sister or make her think she’s at risk of losing anyone else, but on the other hand he doesn’t want to lie to her either. That’s the thing though isn’t it? He can’t promise not to do anything if Dean somehow wins custody.  

To be fair, he’s pretty sure he wouldn’t go to prison for it. Being a Kingsman has certain benefits, including but not limited to hiding bodies and avoiding the police. Granted that’s only meant for missions, but he’s sure he could swing his case with Merlin-why bother saving the world is he can’t save his sister? Even if Kingsman won’t help him, he sincerely doubts they’ll send him to jail. It wouldn’t be safe, he knows too much. It’s far more likely they’ll just kill him themselves, or send him to some special facility to never be seen again. Knowing so much about them will probably be his biggest weapon if it comes down to it. The thought makes his grip tighten on the wheel slightly. Would he really betray or blackmail Kingsman just to keep his sister safe? The answer of course, is yes. Without hesitation. 

“Don’t worry Dais,” he says eventually with a smile, “it won’t come to that, I promise.”