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Amun over here trying to decide how to destroy Loni’s friend Ivan

It’s gonna be fine

ardenssolis

"Son, please."

ellobomal

"Amun no-"

Blows kisses at them

@ardenssolis, @ellobomal

He doesn’t know whats going on, but he winks at the both of them?

#why y'all doin the thing

Picks him up after finding some crackers, “Here that everyone? He’s the new boss. I’ve been replaced.” She’s humoring this because she finds it absolutely hilarious.

“Since I’m Big Boss, that guy is fired.” Points directly at Ivan. He accepts his crackers with the grace of a prince.. because he is one. “And he needs to apologize to me for being rude.”

#bls #dont do this he's gonna ruin everything #ellobomal

ellobomal‌:

luciumsa‌.

Now he can’t get her name out of his head. It’s so fun sounding! He just.. ends up singing it in a song.

“Loni! Loni Loni bo-boni, Banana fanna fo-foni– Fee, fy, mo-moni.

Loni!”

Please no… Why does she always manage to attract these types towards her?

“Bo-boni.”

ardenssolis

Kill Me [hi, im here to try and hurt u]

drabble list meme; no longer accepting || @amunfir

❝BOY, YOU DARE STAND in my way?❞ The Pharaoh that Amun knew was not the same man that stood before him. The sun’s rays were an impossible heat devoid of gentle warmth. Instead of aiding in life, it instead, burned it all away without so much as a care to those that suffered. ❝Even if you are mine, that does not mean you are immune to my wrath.❞ The young Ruler’s sheer presence canceled out his abilities, but that did not mean that he was safe from any form of harm. His father had lost focus of what it meant to be who he was, the once proud pharaoh having given up on humanity with its foolishness and corruption. How hard he had worked to ensure that Egypt continued to shine, but now it no longer looked as it did. The world itself was foreign to him in more ways than simple technology.

Disgusting. It was all disgusting. Such ilk did not deserve the light of the sun any longer, and so he would purge this world of filth so that it may return to how it was meant to be with him sitting upon his throne ruling ONLY over those who proved themselves worthy of him whilst everything was dust and ash. Coming to a stop before Amun, pale eyes looked into the other’s face thoughtfully. For a minute, almost, he recalled the boy he had been, for Amun so very much looked like him. Oh, how that brilliant gold gleamed with defiance even towards his own father. It was praiseworthy, truly, a testament to the proud nature of one who held his blood. As cruel as he was as an Alter, he held no love for killing. It was a means to an end. Not an enjoyment to be had.

His Master, though, had said not to let any interfere and as much as he loathed the woman for daring to use a Command Seal on him of all things like some leashed dog, it would make what was about to happen easier on even his conscious. ❝It is a shame,❞ he said, hand lifting as if to rest it atop the other’s head, ❝that you had to see your father in this state.❞ Rather than gifting his son with affection, his hand instead drifted down the other’s cheek, right before he gripped the boy’s neck tightly. Eyes narrowed slightly, the reflection within them devoid of either sadness or pity that could be easily seen by another, yet something stirred even is blackened heart deep within as pressure was added to his hold. ❝Do not worry, though. You will not have to see me any longer. Goodbye, my little sun.❞

#tfw ur dad is dead inside #RIPPARONI #i have gifted u with this glorious pain #Praise me

sandcrowned replied to your post: Amun is so much like his dad, but he’ll also...

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#sandcrowned #dont do that

Amun is so much like his dad, but he’ll also adamantly deny it

loni: it takes a lot to kill me

amun: hi mom

loni:

Fingers comb through warm brown tresses, the wolf looking upon the child with complete and utter adoration. She orders him to shut his eyes, and while he does so she grabs something she had hidden in the kitchen, running back out to the boy before telling him to look. In her arms would be a massive lion stuffed animal along with tickets to go to the local aquarium, "-- I'd much rather spend my day with you than someone else. Would you like to be my Valentine, Amun?" //she loves her not son

Well, this was short lived. The pout on his face is obvious the moment she stops petting his head. It wasn’t often that he got spoiled like this. Not anymore, at least. But he was a good boy, and though he huffed and puffed about it, he did as he was told and shut his eyes, cheeks puffed.

He waited patiently, sort of, for her return; and once he opened his eyes, he was met with a rather plush lion. Yes, this would go well in his room. He will name it Sekhmet and she will watch over him while he naps. Amun’s little arms stretch out and wrap around the lion. Or rather, as much as he can.

“Mn. I’m the best Valentine because I’m cute and small.” Vain, just like his father.

A cheeky smile spread upon his lips and he snickers. He’s gonna push her into one of the pools, just wait.

#ellobomal

Ozy: does ONE (1) nice thing for Amun

Amun:

#ooc

❝Since you wanted to eat some of my chocolates, your father is here to share with you on this glorious day!❞ He was loud as he announced himself as per usual, just barging into Amun's room without so much as a warning, although the boy was probably used to his father's excitable moods. ❝If you had anything else to do, put them aside! Your time will be spent with me and these many chocolate treats!❞ At least for like twenty minutes, maybe.

This was one of the few times in which Amun was glad he was actually fully clothed, the small boy having just bathed and dressed himself. Though, he was still lazy, having burrito’d himself in his blankets so only his little feet and head popped out of the ends.

The small burrito is visibly startled, but only for a moment. Honestly, it wasn’t his father, so much as the noise of his door slamming open. The boy struggles, wriggling his way partially out of his blanket burrito, just enough to lay on his side, hand holding up his head.

Would he do it?Would he sass his father?

Absolutely.

Holding out his other hand, he smiled proudly at his father like a little peacock imitating it’s parent.

“Come to give offerings to your most blessed and adorable prince, have you? How pleasant and expected, hahahaha! I will allow it!”

#you thought he was gonna be a soft boy but #;;;;#ardenssolis

RIP Loni

“Ur-Nungal is still my brother and I’ll punch you if you make him cry.”

amun: *feels absolutely entitled to all his father’s things at all times*

soulgathered‌:

“amun, as the good little brother that I am, I got us both something to eat. have you ever tried eating butter sticks ?”

// @amunfir .

“?? No. What are these? Are the good?” Amun was willing to trust his brother. Food was a good way to weaken his will.

#soulgathered #RIB

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