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Just rewatched The Mummy (again) and I’m kind of obsessed with the fact that the writers decided that there DID need to be an ethnic group that was stereotyped to hell and back and made the butt of a significant number of jokes, but they also decided that the group needed to be Americans.
Our rep is a bunch of bull-headed, gun-slinging, loud, rash cowboy grave robber pains in the ass, and I am actually so here for it.
Homosexual. Heterosexual. Does't matter. Everybody is Ardeth-sexual.
Watching 'The Mummy' and after all these years I am still in awe of just what a masterpiece this film is.
As you’ve probably seen in the references, I’m calling my new OC project “Gods & Monsters”! Super excited to play around with these guys more!
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Without you, There is no me
After the battle with Imhotep the Medjai return home to their beloveds. Even Ardeth has someone waiting for him.
Warnings: None
Author’s Note: Hello! This was a requested fic. Unfortunately my tumblr acted up and ate up the request and I can’t exactly recall who sent it, so if you’re the person who told me they loved the way I wrote Ardeth Bay and that they wanted a fluffy romantic fic with a fem reader, please do dm me and I’ll tag you in this fic. Also, thank you for your lovely request, I tried to encapsulate the feelings I felt while reading your request and apologies in advance if this is a little shorter than usual.
The sun slowly melted into the golden dunes of the desert as the sky was bathed in a heady mix of crimson, tangerine and mahogany. The hot desert air slowly cooling as the glowing rays faded, descending further into the horizon. Darkness descended over the camp as the stars arose, twinkling gently alongside the moon.
The plagues upon the land had disappeared, the Medjai officials in the government working swiftly to cover up its mystical origins, yet the only word the Medjai camp had received was that the warriors were coming home and that Imhotep had been imprisoned once more.
A woman paced within her tent, constantly glancing at the entrance before returning to pacing. Eventually she tired, laying against her soft mattress and watching the entrance with rapt eyes. Breathing slowly, she rubbed her hands against her swelling stomach, impatience thrumming through her veins. As the sky changed shades and the moon illuminated her doorway her breathing slowed and her body relaxed, her bodily aches momentarily forgotten as her mind escaped into the chasm of dreams where she dreamt of warm arms and ebony irises.
She was slowly drawn from her slumber by feathery kisses upon her cheeks. Groggily opening her eyes she saw the face of the man she adored. His lips drawn into a smile as he gazed at her.
“Hello sweet wife,” he whispered with a husky voice.
“Ardeth?” She whispered full of disbelief.
“I’m here,” he said, smiling at his wife.
Overjoyed at his presence she pulled him to her arms, her grip around him tightening and unwilling to let go.
“I thought you’d- I thought-“ she stuttered out, sniffling as her mind brought forward her worst fears.
Rubbing her back he soothed her, “Shhh, it’s okay. I’m back and no one, not even an ancient mummy or Anubis himself could keep me away from you.”
Pulling away from her, he gazed into her eyes, vowing, “You, my sweet wife, are my very life. The air within my lungs and the sand beneath my feet. Without you, there is no me and I will never let you or our little one go.” Saying this he bent towards her stomach before placing soft kisses along her skin, feeling the little flutters of their baby’s movement along his hand he whispered, “I’m here, little one. I won’t leave you.”
Slowly moving away he cradled his wife against his body as he told her the tales of his recent death-defying adventure and as the stars looked down at the lovely couple, the desert breathed peace.
Dragonheir: Silent Gods was released in 2023 and partnered with Dungeons & Dragons, getting to include Drizzt Do'urden and even Elminster the Sage in their game. They even managed to hire YouTube sensation Deerstalker Pictures to do a promotion about it.
And um... yeah... on their site they open with Drizzt but some of these other "heroes" look like they are trying to emulate some older marketing strategies that we've critiqued in depth in the past.
-wincenworks
The Sherman Family Tree (The Critic)
My art, no AI.
"If I walk any further, my legs will fall off." With characters from the mummy maybe? <3
A/N: My first story for The Mummy! This one’s set during the 2nd movie, and reader is Rick’s daughter from a previous relationship.
"If I walk any further, my legs will fall off."
You had travelled with your father to many distant countries. You could fight well with a sword, knew how to shoot a pistol from miles off, and was a history geek in every aspect useful. Rick always had difficulty keeping you away from the accidental danger of some of his expeditions, having barely shaken you off when he was soldiering, and such a task had only proved harder with each year as you grew in strength and confidence.
He knew it was more than an innocent craving of adventure. Though his blood ran through your veins and you loved a good mummy resurrection as much as he did, it was a subdued separation anxiety that ruled your every move concerning your family. Something about experiencing the death of one parent while constantly living in the shadow of death for the other had sparked something in you, an invisible tie between you and anyone you were close to that seemed a little tighter than it perhaps needed to be.
This particular adventure had taken it out of you, Rick could tell. You’d been searching for Alex in the lost oasis of Ahm Shere for long enough now. Though it was hitting you all hard, you were feeling it the most. You’d been lagging behind for a good hour, dragging your feet, not at all on your guard, and he had consciously slowed his own pace so he could walk behind you, just in case you ran into trouble.
These had been the first words you’d spoken since entering the oasis, and Rick sighed after hearing them.
“We can’t stop, kiddo,” he said, glancing around, “gotta keep moving if we’re gonna find Alex tonight.”
“We can’t stop for a minute?” Your voice had an edge to it, evidence that your desire to stop for a while was for something other than a pain in your legs he knew on any other day you’d ignore.
He increased his pace slightly to put a hand on your shoulder and squeeze in reassurance. “Come on, you’ve walked longer than this before.”
Your shoulders visibly tensed and Rick prepared himself for a verbal battle that would only worsen your moods and effect the search for Alex. You had a fieriness you’d mostly inherited from your mother, not that he much remembered how your mother had been in the one night they’d shared together.
You stopped, supposedly to turn and give him a piece of your mind he knew would only be induced by your anxiety over the kidnapping of your brother, but Ardeth spoke before you could, the Medjai stepping swiftly back towards you before you could open your mouth.
“I can carry you,” he offered, shifting his weapons belt around.
You rolled your eyes. “I don’t need to be carried. I need my brother.” You made to walk again, brushing past Ardeth just as he reached out and gently caught your upper arm in his grip.
“I am well used to your stubborn mind, little Y/N, but put that aside for now. The quicker you accept my help, the quicker we find your brother and return home. Yes?”
You glanced between Ardeth and Rick, to Jonathan and Evy further up the trail.
“Come, sweetheart,” Evy said, “rest your legs a bit.”
Rick watched with a heaviness in his heart as you struggled with the two parts of your mind. The one that screamed for independence and adventure, and the other that wanted nothing more in this moment than for your family to be together and safe. He knew you better than you knew yourself, and he was more than certain that all you needed was to feel someone against you for a little while and you would return to relative normalcy.
Huffing, you turned to face Ardeth expectantly. He smiled, nodded once, and bent a little for you to jump onto his back. He held you steady behind him and readjusted his grip as you wrapped your arms loosely around his neck and tucked your chin against his shoulder.
“You sure I’m not too heavy?” you muttered as he began moving again.
Ardeth chuckled. “I have carried injured men hundreds of miles through the desert. You, my dear, are hardly comparative.”
You inwardly sighed. You could already feel the tension leave both your body and your mind as you shut your eyes and thought about Alex. His boyish laugh, the love in his big heart, the hilarious jokes he sometimes spewed that were wise beyond his tiny years. You thought about them. You thought about the hug you’d give him when you reunited, and rested your cheek against the back of Ardeth’s head, matching your breathing to the bobbing of his movements.
The Mummy Masterpost
send me the first sentence of a fanfic and i’ll write the next five, except i don’t know when to stop writing so i guarantee there’ll be more than five
