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Robin’s Nest: Part 19

Prompt: What if the robin’s were batmom’s and bruce’s biological kids?

AN: There’s only one more part after this.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12 , Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18


   You decide on a home birth early on. Your kids look at you like you’re crazy, Bruce looks like he’s going to be ill, and Alfred looks ready to retire. But you have your reasons. This is your sixth pregnancy, which means things should move fairly quickly. Plus, if you have the baby at home that means you don’t have to avoid the paparazzi. Lee agrees to assist in the birth, along with a doula friend of hers. You’re quite certain that you’re ready to go.

    However, this pregnancy is quite different from the others. You find yourself, infinitely more tired. Lee assures you it’s the combination of having eight children and your older age. You pout after the older age part. You’re in your thirties, that isn’t old.

    You hide it for as long as you can, but of course you start to show early. The papers have a field day with the news. There’s references to Bruce not being able to keep it in his pants, raising a nation, and you trying to trap him ever further. You roll your eyes at that; if he hadn’t left after Damian and Helena then he was in it for the long haul.

    Your boys take it upon themselves to ruin any possible paparazzi photos. You find it funny, how they make faces, and jump in front of you. At one point Dick even carries Terry on his shoulders. Your five years sticks out his tongue for the cameras. You can’t help but laugh.

    The months tick by, and you find yourself ready to be done. This particular pregnancy has been demanding physically. Your back always hurts, and you find yourself needing to use the bathroom all the time.

    So when your due date comes and goes without even a braxton hicks contraction, you get a little ornery. You go into labor, in the middle of the night, two weeks after your due date.

You’re wrong on the shortened labor part too. You spend a total of thirty-six hours in labor. By the end, you’re threatening Bruce’s life.

    Maxwell Benjamin Wayne comes into the world at 11 am. He screams, and cries, and is so full of life that you can only smile. You cuddle with him for a good hour, before Bruce carries you out of the guest room, where you’d given birth and back to your room.

    The two of you lie in bed with him for a while, before allowing the kids into the room. You fall asleep to the sight of them passing Max around, and you can’t help but smile, because you finally feel as though your family is complete.

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Anon: Can u write a scenario about Jaehyun ? He notice his schoolmates treat bad to his highschool student gf and exclude her. And he try to help her feel good. An angst with a happy ending please ♡♡

Genre: Angst/Fluff/Highschool au

Jaehyun x Reader

Things had been different. Especially since Jaehyun had openly declared that you both were in a serious relationship.People often speculated the nature of the friendship you both had prior to the announcement. He had been a sweetheart, smiling shyly and handing you a small daisy he had found in the playground. You had already fallen for him the day he stepped into your life. But this relationship had it’s cons. Jaehyun was ridiculously popular among the girls, including boys, in your school. Girl’s wanted to talk to him and the boys wanted to befriend him. Crazy thing school was, one person gained attention by how good looking they were. It’s not like you didn’t find him handsome. He was so beautiful with his light brown hair and fair complexion. His voice was so arresting and his smile that could kill someone at a single glance. And then there was you. Plain, with your long black hair, ordinary girl with ordinary qualities. Like other flashy girls you never struck out from the crowd. You had a couple of friends but you mostly stayed in the back of the class, sometimes smiling at Jaehyun who would sneak a glance at you time to time. 

But ever since the word got out, about you and him, things had been difficult. As much as you hated social conflict, you weren’t willing to let him go. Your ‘friends’ had stopped talking to you. It’s not that they stopped talking to you but rather had you sit over with them at lunch but completely ignored you. Feeling left out is worse than being alone. You instantly felt something was off with them, not wanting to sit with them anymore. You started taking your lunch to the rooftop, eating by yourself, away from their judgemental stares. “Why would he date her?” “She’s so plain.” “She must think so highly of herself now that she’s dating Jaehyun.” “Ah Jaehyun, poor guy, ending up with such a plain girl like her.” Maybe they assumed  you couldn’t hear them, or maybe their main target was you. It seemed weird that they always chose a spot closest to you to gossip about these things. 

“Y/N!” He called from across the hall. Jaehyun was oblivious to the monstrosities afflicted by your classmates on you. Many heads turned in his direction and then slowly in yours when he approached you, half jogging with his long legs. Jaehyun just couldn’t help but not look ordinary. Even the ugly grey and white school uniform looked amazing on him. Many hushed whispers erupted breaking the uncomfortable silence. “Let me walk you home,” he said. He smiled like an idiot when he was with you and you loved it. But right now you wished he wasn’t there. He was an attention magnet and you…well you just wanted to graduate with a happy state of mind. 

“Yeah, I’ll walk home. I have to stop by the farmer’s market for some potatoes,” you lied. He nodded. 

“Then we can stop on the way. I don’t want to go home anyways. My mom probably found out about my 60% in that maths test and she will kill me.” A few girls walked passed you, tossing you a salty look. You gulped, wanting this to end. 

“Jaehyun, I just want to walk home alone today.” It was honest. You were upset and the last thing you needed was to diffuse your negativity into his radiant body.

“Is something wrong? Like you can talk to me, you know?” You sighed deeply and stepped back. 

“Jae, if I wanted to talk then you’d be the first person I’d go to. Don’t you have friends or something you can kill time with?” Your voice was harsh. He looked at you in dismay and fixed his gaze to his feet. 

“Fine, but call me when you get home.” You nodded and smiled at him. He leaned in for a hug but you were quick on your feet, disappearing from the hall as soon as you can. Jaehyun stared after you, worried about what might be wrong. 

He walked to the classroom that he assumed was empty. But it wasn’t. He heard two feminine voices conversing inside. “Y/N is so fucking annoying! Like how can Jaehyun even like her?” One said. 

“I know right? She looks so plain and she’s not even that thin.  Like I can see cellulite on her thighs.” Jaehyun stood against the door and sighed. He chose to ignore it, thinking that they were just two jealous girls. There’s always a pair in every school.

When you arrived home, you instantly went to your room. Sleep was slowly coming as your limp body met the soft mattress. Voices of all sorts rung in your head. Faces, expressions of people when they saw you, judgemental stares and grimaces. They all clouded your muddled thoughts. Closing your eyes didn’t help. All that spilled were tears as you stared at the ceiling. All of their words hurt. You were just in love. Things shouldn’t be so hard. It was a small act of innocence, falling in love. He made you so happy, but was it really worth all the tears? All the pain?

You had a hard time on the dinner table that day. Food made you want to throw up, voices made you want to run and hide. The next day you were reluctant to go to school, which shouldn’t be a surprise for a normal school goer. But you enjoyed school. But not anymore.

When you entered the classroom, many girls turned to look at you. They turned back and whispered something into each other’s ear. You walked to your desk with your head down. One of the girls with long black hair and big brown eyes walked over to you. “So how are you?” She asked. Her friends were staring at you both in amusement. You didn’t reply and pretended not to notice her. You thought it would make her go away but it made everything worse. “I asked you something,” she said and leaned it. “Couldn’t hear me behind that ugly hair of yours?” 

“Is there a problem here?” A familiar voice hit your ears. You looked up to find Jaehyun standing behind you, with a face so sombre you wanted to cry. 

“Oh Jaehyun,” she cooed in her annoying high pitched voice. “I was just asking Y/N to join us. But I guess she doesn’t really like me.” She was batting her eye lashes, face faking a look of innocence. It made you want to throw up.

Later that day you met up with Jaehyun on the rooftop. He was happy you were finally initiating a meeting. He smiled brightly at you and kissed your cheek. You wanted to step back but your legs were paralysed. This was the affect this gorgeous boy had on you.He stood tall in front of you, hair glowing against the vivid sunlight. 

“Jaehyun,” you started. Tears ached in the back of your eyes, threatening to escape but you collected yourself. “I think we should break up.” 

He looked surprised, hoping it was a prank. But when he saw your small body, and your broken face he realised it was true. “Why?” He asked. “Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you?”

You shook your head and looked up. Your eyes were unpleasantly wet and the salty tears stung your eyelids. “I just think…I think you deserve better. You know someone pretty and smart. And…I don’t think we’re right for each other.”

“Is it because of them?” He asked, stepping closer to you. As you moved away he held you by the shoulders. His grasp was tight but gentle at the same time. His face was so close to yours, cheek bones prominent and lips pressed together in a tight line. His eyes bore into your being. “Because they don’t think we are right for each other? Y/N I thought of you as a girl who didn’t care about the world.”

“Jaehyun sometimes you have to. You know why? Because people’s words hurt. Their mean comments and actions tear you apart. I like to think I’m this person who  doesn’t give a rap about people and what they think. But no matter how much we try to fool ourselves, we care so much!” You were crying now. He leaned down and pressed his head against yours. He smelled like peppermint and coffee. From his collars, you could see the chain you gave him on his birthday. 

“I love you Y/N. I can’t lose you because of some jackass classmates. They have never felt this way before.We can show them Y/N. We can stay together and show them that their attempts can’t break us.” His gaze was so soft, so loving, so desperate for your approval. You reached up to press your lips against his. He smiled in the kiss and didn’t stop when you pulled away. Lips still curved and eyes close, he demanded more. You giggled softly and kissed him again. 

You both spent the day walking around town. It felt better, him holding your hand, licking on vanilla ice cream. How he would talk about something and nothing at the same time. The grass so fresh beneath you as he fooled around with you. Messing your hair, kissing you, joking, playing. He walked you home that day, stealing the promise that you won’t give up. You didn’t think you would ever give up on him, especially not when he smiles like that.

Freshman Orientation ( Meet Jerome)

@preciousluv35 this thing gon be good I can feel it.

“You’d think these mother fuckers never seen porn or something. I never understood that. They’d rather watch and potentially fuck up a man’s good time. Like fuck.” Holly gave me a look like she knew exactly what I was saying and where I was coming from. Holly, she had been in my hip pocket all day. Crazy part is I didn’t mind. It didn’t even feel like we had just met today. The way her legs were shaking it was like I knew her body. Her vibe was on point too. But shit clearly, we weren’t the only ones that hit it off. My bro was getting topped off in the breeze way and it was only orientation. Perhaps the stars were all aligned just right. “Holly, you wanna lose the group?”

“You read my mind, didn’t you?” Her voice was sweeter than the smoothest melody I had ever heard.

“If you say so. Where you want to go?”

“Anywhere but here with them.” Holly smiled at me bashfully.

“It’s whatever.” I thought for a second. “How bout I walk you back to your dorm to get ready for later?”

“Ok, I mean we are way across the campus, that’ll give us a little time to talk and really get acquainted.” She looked giving me the side eye.

“So, what made you choose Southern?” She asked me.

“Man if I tell you, you’d probably deem me a fool.”

“You think so?”

“Man…..”

“Try me.”

“We have time, so I guess I should start from the beginning.”

“Boy, I’m listening. Go ahead.”

Shit I met Darryl in the first, no second grade. We actually had a fight over some damn Pokémon cards. I’ll never forget it was a holographic one too. The teacher separated us and ended up calling our parents out to the school. I knew my ass was about to be handed to me to. 9 times out of 10 it was going to be right in front of the class too. Shitting bricks for 2 hours was the absolute worst. After being tortured for 2 hours, the classroom door opened. I didn’t even look up, just heard the class go “Ooooooohhhhhhhh”. I knew this was going to be bad. My mom pierced my soul with her eyes as she approached Mrs. Fletcher. Soon as she motioned for me to come up to the desk the door swung open again. Darryl’s ole girl approached the teacher’s desk as well with an obvious scowl. It brought me a little touch of vengeance knowing he was in the same boat as me. Her face changed as she reached the desk. “Beverly?” She said, directing her attention to my mom. “Sandra?” My mom shot back. They hugged so tight and the mood instantly changed. We had just moved back to Miami from Orlando. Come to find out Ms. Sandra was my mom’s best friend back in high school. They got so caught up in their thing we had gotten lost in the shuffle. From then things for Darryl and I were completely different. The next evening mom and I had dinner over at their house. I was sure not to bring any toys, furthermore no cards. I was reluctant to play with him, still had a little heat on my chest for him. But shit at that age nothing lasted long. The more our moms hung, so too did we. Wasn’t long before we became play cousins. We began to play on all our little league teams together, where we both outshined our competition. Just I was on offense mostly and he was on defense. Shit, by the time we were freshmen in high school our moms couldn’t tell who stayed where. He was my brother and nothing or no one would change that. Also, by this time we’d created one hell a buzz from our performance. Darryl also had the help of his pedigree. His dad was the late legendary Benny Green.  Darryl having his stature and seemingly his talent Darryl was on the radar of D1 schools already. All he had to do is put up decent numbers, which were all but given. Me, I didn’t have the pedigree but my skill set was unique in its own right. Freshman year I played JV while D. played Varsity. Two games in I was moved up though. I didn’t see much playing time (PT) but I did get to learn the schemes and playbooks. Darryl was starting mid-way thru the season, while I was in the weight room and playbooks. I hated not seeing the field, but I understood the process. Already talented, I grew stronger and bigger. By the time playoffs were in the mention I had moved up the depth chart. I had put on 15lbs of muscle, I had a firm understanding of the playbook. All I needed was an opportunity to showcase my ability at this level.

When Marcus, the starting running back went down Mason couldn’t keep pace. We had our seat locked for the playoffs but we wouldn’t last long if something didn’t change. On a whim, I was shoveled into the last game of the regular season. This was no pushover opponent either. Hell, in Miami only a handful of schools could be deemed a push over. Despite the butterflies, I went in on a mission. I ripped that shit. I had 172 yards and 2 touchdowns in my first game action. It was clear that the dynamic duo would still reign for the next few years. Darryl and I would lead our school to two state titles and ourselves, we had the pick of schools really. We concocted a plan to stay together no matter what happened. He was my brother.

In school, he got more of the spotlight given his background. Even more for the fact that he really didn’t mess with the school girls. That left the girl’s imaginations to run wild. He was mister perfect, mister untouchable. In a way that only helped my stock with the ladies. They would try to befriend me to get to him. But they ended up in my bed in the process. Darryl had a sweet deal. I would have done the same thing in his position. So that was high school, for the most part. That is until shit went left as fuck. We’d early enrolled at UF in their spring semester, this was so we could get into the college way of things and as well have an immediate impact on the field. Shit was going as planned and was looking promising. Then there was graduation. That’s when my bro became the talk of the sports world. I knew of his arrangement and with Ms. Jones and how Ms. Tarver was sweating him too. But, the brawl that ensued at graduation was just the fuel the tabloids needed to tarnish Darryl’s reputation. Within a week he was no longer welcomed at the University of Florida. Not only that, all the coaches and schools  across the nation who’d professed their love for him and their want to have him join their institution had all but disappeared into a cloud of dark smoke. When the world turned their back on him, I kept my promise and we went where we were still a valued commodity.

“So you gave up a D1 ride to come to the SWAC (Southwestern Athletic Conference)” Holly was stunned as her building came into view.

“Yeah, I did.” I knew she was scratching her head. “See the thing is I believe in our talent, I know it will get us a seat at the table at the next level. We just have to show the world.”

“Hmph, I don’t know if you made the right decision, but I respect you for sticking by your brother.” She gave me a discerning smile as she wrestled with what I had just divulged. “What a gentleman walking me to the door.”

“Yeah?” I said just as it swung open and a woman began screaming at me! The rules here were so different from UF. There, it  was nothing to really impede fraternization between sexes, other than we couldn’t share a room.  I was a pro at diffusing situations, especially with the ladies! Once I had her calm I took my leave. Holly was trying hard to be a bad girl…. I really hoped she take my advice and stop trying to be like her girl. Something must have happened to make her take such a drastic turn because it was obvious this was a new game for her. But could I convince her that being with me was better than being a thot? I grabbed my phone as I was passing through the courtyard.

Me: Hey Thanks for kicking it with me, I enjoyed you.

Holly: Oh really Mr. Big Shot.

Me: Damn why I gotta be all that?

Holly: Cuz… I said so

Me: Damn Homie

Holly: No damn, Naw I enjoyed making me cum too…

Holly: I mean I enjoyed my time too

Me: Ha, you nasty

Holly: You talking?

Me: Man whateva, It’s 4:30 now, pick you up around 8?

Holly: Uh huh, make it 7:45…. I got something for you

Me: Oh really now…. Bet

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🎥 Bruno Mars - Let’s Go Crazy (Rehearsals for 59th Annual Grammy Awards)

33 years ago this Sunday, Prince and his band, The Revolution, released Purple Rain, one of the most important albums of all time. To celebrate the anniversary weekend, here’s a behind the scenes look of us rehearsing for the tribute we did at the 59th Grammy Awards. #PrinceForever

anonymous asked:

Halla, I'm surprised you like Michael clean shaven!

I love his chin. Isn’t it a beautiful chin? And his mouth is so expressive and it’s not as obvious when he’s bearded.

Originally posted by currenteventscreateconfusion

See? This is good.

Originally posted by restlesstymes

This is also good, plus bonus crazy eyes.

Originally posted by chevitadastronze

This is bordering on too long. When we make out, one of his mustache hairs goes straight up my nostril.

Originally posted by loveformovingpictures

See? Look at that face! Isn’t that the most beautiful chin you’ve ever seen? Scruff is the tiniest bit too short here.

Originally posted by fassy-stuff

MmmmmmmMMMMMmmmmmmmmm….

Watch out for flying knickers! Everything about this picture is perfection.

Why would you want to cover up that beautifulness with a beard?

Too dang pretty.

Never hide that behind a beard, caveman. - Halla

anonymous asked:

The Lauren Updates account on twitter always post when a celebrity likes/comments on Lauren's IG post. Ty and Demi seem to like every one of her posts so that update account tweets when they do. Have you ever looked at the comments under their tweets? It's very telling the difference in comments people put under the Ty tweet vs. the Demi tweet. Everyone seems to be all for the Demi likes, wanting her and Lauren to get together but hate on Ty whenever he likes her pictures. It's crazy

Yeah, L stans always want her to be with girls. It’s biphobic.
-A

It’s interesting how they don’t seem to care that Demi met L when she was only 16. Am I the only one that finds that weird? - C
Midnight Drive [Sam Drake]

Pairings: Teen!Sam x Reader

Request:  Hello! Love your writing. I was wondering if you could write an imagine about young Sam taking you on a ride on his motorcycle? Thanks so much, sorry if this is undetailed <3

About: One thing on the readers bucket-list: ride a motorbike. It takes a special someone to make that happen just that bit sooner.

Warnings: none, maybe alludes to nsfw?

Inspiration: x

Note: thank you so much! i’m trying to practice as often as I can. im not the best I can be so i’m going to keep trying!! i also love writing teen!sam stuff, he’s my fav

“Woah,” you breathed, eyes taking in the street view, “I haven’t been outside in years.”

Sam turned to look at you as if you were crazy, “what?”

“The orphanage, I mean,” you added, waving your arm to brush off his misunderstanding. The two of you usually spend your time together within the walls; on the roofs, mostly. 

“You’ve never been on a retreat?” Sam questioned, raising a brow towards you as you shrugged in quiet response.

“No,” you shook your head, “as a form of punishment for having ‘contraband’, they’ve banned me from going.”

“What contraband?” Sam asked.

“Magazines and a Walkman?” You rose a brow, “apparently it had ‘satanic’ ideals. ‘Kurt Cobain is the Devil’ and all that.”

“Ah,” he nodded, “they can be a little bit strict over that sort of stuff, as you can imagine a Catholic orphanage would.”

“Anyway-” you hesitated, looking around, “what’re we doing out here?”

Sam planted his hands on your shoulders, guiding you away from the street and gently pushing you towards a parked motorbike. Your eyes widened as you turned to him, a grin on your face.

“Are you serious?!” You gasped. 

Sam smiled at your immediate response, “yeah. I promised, didn’t I?”

“Damn,” you circled the vehicle, your hand stroking the soft, leather seat, “this must have cost a fortune.”

“Well, yeah,” Sam scratched his head, “I had to work hard for it but… I had my motives,” he smiled across at you.

Still grinning, you walked over to him and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Well, thank you for bringing me here, anyway. It means a lot.”

“Of course,” Sam closed in on you, his hands moving to the curve of your waist as your hands lay on his shoulders and your butt hit the motorbike, stopping you in your tracks. “Anything for my love.”

“Oh,” you raised a brow, “your love?”

“Mm-hmm,” dipping his head, he pressed a kiss to your lips. His lips were chapped, but his touch and taste was sweet and warm. “So,” he pulled away, “you ready to go?”

Licking your lips, you nodded eagerly. “Definitely.”

“Hop on,” Sam said, swinging his leg over the bike and patting the open space behind him. You followed him, shimmying on your seat until you got comfortable and you wrapped your hands around his middle, clinging on. “Hold on tight.”

Squeezing his torso in conformation, he awoke the engine which roared to life beneath you. Slowly but surely, the bike moved, and once Sam had hit smooth concrete, he revved the engine and shot forwards, chewing up the concrete beneath the wheels. 

Your hair was swept from around your shoulders to behind you, though you couldn’t find it in yourself to care for the tangled, wind-swept mess it would become as your eyes widened at the soft, colourful blurs that the city lights became. 

“You alright?” Sam asked, voice raised, glancing at you over his shoulder. 

“Yeah!” You yelled back, shaking your head as if to free yourself of negativity before Sam came to a slow stop. “Holy crap,”

“So?” Sam asked, putting the engine to a stop before he clambered off the bike. “Was it as good as you imagined?”

“Even better,” you breathed out, running your fingers through your hair. “Where are we?”

“We-” Sam raised his arms to the diner behind him “-getting something to eat.”

“Ah,” you nodded, “like a date?”

“Like a date,” Sam confirmed. “I knew this place would be open late so I thought I’d treat you.”

“Uh-huh,” you grinned, biting down on your lower lip. “I didn’t think you were so romantic, Sam Morgan.”

“I have my moments,” he teased, placing his hand on the dip of your back and guiding you into the diner, which was occupied with a waitress and a few, lone people in booths and at the counter. The two of you seated yourselves in a booth, immediately greeted by a woman in a yellow apron, the pin on her apron stating ‘Sarah’. “Hey, Sarah. Two vanilla shakes?”

“Sure thing,” she said, scribbling it down. “Be right over.”


With the taste of vanilla on his tongue, Sam pulled you flush against him, his apartment walls quiet, empty and far more comforting than the orphanage. Cool fingertips pushed up under your shirt, sending shivers down your spine as he gripped onto your hips. 

Realising he was guiding it somewhere else, you gently pushed him away. Pulling his lips away, he looked at you with a raised brow.

“I gotta get back to the-”

“You gotta get back to the orphanage,” Sam finished with a sigh. “Okay.”

“I’m sorry,” you rubbed your arms, “but, please, could we do this again?”

“What, late night bike rides and a shake?” He laughed, running a hand through his mussed hair. “Any time, sweetheart.”

chaotic--cosmos  asked:

Please talk about the mummy returns

pristinepastel said: Hey, i know you like the first mummy, but what about the mummy returns?

I HAVE RETURNED…after like a day. 

but what the people want, the people get!

RIGHT SO THE MUMMY RETURNS!

aka the only sequel that is 1000% just as good as the first one. like holy shit. 

ten years later and we meet our heroes again. rick and evie are happily married, going on adventures, and evie’s dream of becoming a respected scholar has come true and they’ve made a tiny human! 

the only unrealistic part being that they only had one kid, i mean they are still all over each other ten years later and you’re telling me they only had ONE kid.

okay. sure jan. 

but boy o’ boy is that one kid awesome! 

alex o’connell. this kid is literally:

  • 50% evie super-klutz-genius. 
  • 50% rick screams-at-things-that-are-illogical-to-scream-at. 
  • 50% uncle jonathan’s sheer dumb luck and wit. 
  • 10% i’m really bad at math. 

you get the point. HE’S GREAT. also the actor passed on harry potter because, JUST LIKE ME, the mummy 1999 was his favorite movie and he just HAD to be in the sequel. alex is just such a smart-ass little shit. that much like his mother, accidentally brings about the apocalypse by opening something he shouldn’t have:

Originally posted by rafikecoyote

ARDETH BAY TIME LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. he has a much bigger role in this one. GOD BLESS. (because he was supposed to die in the first one, but test audiences loved him as much as we do, so they kept his fine ass around) he still looks prettier than everyone and is still so done with white people once again. 

*after almost being killed on he bus* “this was my first bus ride.”
*after realizing they’re gonna make him fly again* “why can’t you people ever keep your feet on the ground?”

he’s just such an awesome A+ friend goals, because while he probably needs to go be with other medjai to prepare for battle against anubis’ army (yikes), he stays with the fam to rescue alex. it wasn’t even much of a thought for him really, rick and evie just batted their eyelashes and he was like: *sighs* “these white people are always messing my shit up, but they are my white people.”

Originally posted by lestatscherie

jonathan: still beautifully the same as ever. witty, clever, and would do anything for his family. 

“be quiet alex! if there’s going to be any hysterics, they’ll come from me!”

“if you see anyone come running out screaming, it’s just me.”

when he boasts about being a good shot and ardeth is internally like “i’m gonna die.” THEN HE SAVES ARDETH. hell yeah.

Originally posted by aurhireactions

rick: he’s still screaming at things. BUT IN DAD MODE. he’s the ultimate dad.

“you, lighten up. you, big trouble. you, get in the car.”
*sweetly* “honey, what are you doing, these guys don’t use doors.”
“knowing my brother-in-law, he probably deserves whatever you’re about to do to him, but this is my house and i have certain rules about snakes and dismemberment.”

Originally posted by lmhotep

evie: still a super-klutz nerd, but with C O N F I D E N C E. little baby librarian is now a honey badger of ASK ME IF I GIVE A FUCK! and also a re-incarnated princess

“no harm ever came from opening a chest.”

rick: “i swear that kid gets more and more like you every day.”
evelyn: “you mean more attractive, sweet and devilishly charming?”

Originally posted by a-ripley

we meet izzy, another one of rick’s ex boyfriends, who is a much more reliable mode of transportation than previously mentioned murder buses. 

imhotep: still emo. still wants to make out with his gf.

anck su namun/meela: hella good villain. she bomb af and 100% wants to take over the world. amazing. she actually has like a really cool role this time too!!! like so much screen time. 

Originally posted by marimoody

the rock…i mean the scorpion king, he’s another emo villain with goofy cgi rendering and like 4 million terrible made-for-TV spin off movies that you are lying if you haven’t watched at least one of them and felt that utter disappointment. but who cares the rock is pretty. and this was his first acting role and the reason we have him where he is today. 

thank you mummy returns for giving the world actor rock johnson #blessed

Originally posted by charmander-ann

THE ROMANCE AGAIN:

normal action movie sequel romance: same guy. different girl. repeat of first movie’s romance. hehehehhehehehhEHEHEHEHHEHH. 

not here bitch. 

rick and evie’s love has only grown stronger. they still bicker like old ladies at bingo night. the still look at each other like they hung the moon. they’re still disgusting jonathan because they CANNOT KEEP THEIR HANDS TO THEMSELVES. one kid my ass. they still support each other and protect each other like crazy. they love each other so much and it’s so healthy and pure and there is some good in this world mr. frodo.

Originally posted by yocalio

the bottom line here is. what’s the point of watching the mummy 1999 if you aren’t going to watch the mummy returns immediately after?

JUST DO IT.

Originally posted by mummymovies

Finished up the second sketch of that cute moment between the Blue Boi Ethan(@crankgameplays) and Chica in the stream yesterday. 💕

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“Dr. Charles we’re in the business of saving lives. The moment people lose confidence in their leader the fight is lost.

sometimes I go like ten mins without seeing a pic of Onew and I just think of him like oh wow he’s handsome and then I SEE a pic and I’m like FUCK ? I don’t remember him being that beautiful ?! clearly our minds cannot truly comprehend Lee Jinki’s beauty enough to form a memory that does him any justice because each time I’m just…blown away. whatta man.

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#SOHNBEARDAY

Happy Birthday to Monsta X’s multi-talented leader Son Hyunwoo – Shownu! My love for you spreads farther than all of the miles keeping us apart.  You give me feelings that I haven’t felt with any other idol before. When my world seems like it is falling apart, looking at your smile makes everything better. You drive  me crazy, but make me happy. No amount of words can express the feelings I have. I love you. Thank you for leading Monsta X to where it is today. Thank you for all your hard work and for everything that you do. Thank you for being your precious self. You have definitely expressed and showed yourself a lot more than you used to. You are getting more confident each day and I want to be like that. Thank you for being such a great role model. Like you tell us Monbebes, always be happy, healthy, and eat your meals. I hope you have a wonderful day and all your dreams come true because you deserve all the happiness. We will always be by your side.

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distorts are nice