Even with only moonlight and starlight, he could see the worry in her eyes. He lifted up the medallion she wore and kissed it before saying four quiet, yet confident, words.
“I’ll be right back.”
Eggsy is an Omega in a world where being an Omega makes one little more than a slave. He’s never felt the drive to submit to anyone, or even be very obedient, and now he’s running out of time to learn how.
My 7yo daughter (who is aware of Kingsman but has only seen a few stills and posters) saw a TGC poster and asked about it. So I tried to explain Statesman to her, in a way that a non-American 7yo could understand, that Statesman are kind of like a cowboy version of Kingsman. Her eyes lit up, and she said,
“So do they get to pick a pony?”
I mean GURL
WHAT IF THEY DID
They’re in Kentucky, horse country, capital of horses! They’re in the home of the Kentucky Derby! I would totes read that fic, heeeeeeeeee!
I mean, the only way they could make more money than the bourbon business would be to run a Thoroughbred stable. There’s big money in that.
Their agent names would totally be famous horses, in that case.
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