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[aegonsdrunkenpoetry]

TOM GLYNN-CARNEY

for ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY

[walruscoiner]

Hi! Have you done a suncoded flag? I saw the mooncoded one and just wondered (I couldn’t find it by searching your blog tho)… if not, would it be okay to request one please? Thank you! :D

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[pt: suncoded]

— a label for when someone feels they are sun-coded, they could have sun mannerisms , give sun vibes, being a sun or being sunlike intertwines with their identity or whatever else suncoded means to the user!

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[goldenheroz-blog]

@suncoded

Gilgamesh thought his brain was going to melt out of his ears. Is this what they call ‘a taste of your own medicine?’ The boy was mouthing off about SOMETHING? Gilgamesh was trying hard not to listen. “Could you shut up for ... the next decade?”  Apollo may have been a god, but that never stopped Gilgamesh before, telling off a God was almost his normal agenda. 

Though, this one was almost worse than Ishtar... 

[chosenbythecrystal-archived]

“Don’t challenge me.”

Threats [starter sentences] pt 2

"I'm not challenging you Prom." Noctis assured him, raising his hands defensively. He didn't want to fight him. He wasn't sure he could. He was his best friend, after all. Nothing could change that. It was his fault this had happened. He had thought he was helping. He'd thought he had been saving Prompto from Ardyn. Ardyn had tricked him and Prompto had suffered because of that.

They'd made their way to Gralea as quickly as possible, but it had been too late. Noctis didn't even want to think about the things they'd done to him, though Ardyn had been happy to share as he taunted him over the intercom. By the time he'd found him, it was too late. Prompto had been changed.

"I just...I want to get you out of here."

[royalbratprince]

[From here, because... reasons..???]

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“And i’m not gonna lie either. It can be exhausting.” But the more pressing question was yet to come. “So, are ya saying you’d rather be put out of your misery and stop living all together?” 

There was a moment when Noctis’ surprise couldn’t be hidden before he tried to laugh it off as best he could.  “Nah, can’t say I’m ready for the big sleep quite yet.  A nap that lasts a couple of weeks might be good, though.”

Easy.  Calm.  Unaffected.  That’s what he tried to make it look like, anyway.  “Does that... you know, matter?  That I want to live?”

[unworthychosenone]

"Stop staring at me like that."

@suncoded

The prince jolted a bit at the time in his friend’s voice. Had he been staring? He had, hadn’t he? Damn it.

“Sorry, Prom, I..” Noctis rubbed at the back of his head as a light blush crossed his cheeks. “I didn’t realize I was staring.”

[medicusimmortalem]

Feeling

Feeling Starters | Accepting | @suncoded

42. Cold

“If I asked, would you tell me what it’s like?”

He has his hands folded together behind his back, and he’s not even standing close enough to be considered a threat. His voice is calm and pleasantly mild, bordering on placid. As if this is a perfectly normal situation.

“Still believing that they’re coming to help you, I mean,” he elaborates. “It’s been so long since I had any sort of faith in anything, getting an outside perspective on it could be enlightening.”

[lilyths-blog1]

“You’re so tiny!!”

Selena is small. // @suncoded

Annoyance could be seen PHYSICALLY wafting off of her form, like smoke . . She didn’t even know this man so why was he in her PERSONAL SPACE, commenting on her height of all things? Sighing loudly, Selena gathers up the papers upon the desk before her, taps them into a uniform pile, puffs herself up, and stomps off . . She had no reason to entertain the uncouth behavior of someone she didn’t even know.