#Khonsu is scary

[autismsupermusicalassassin]

Another scary khonshu moment is in ep 2 where Steven gets actually chase by khonshu….

Man this god knows how to scare people I might do the same thing as Steven Grant there

[templeofvengeance]

Khonsu why are you scary?

He chuckles like it's a compliment. "I'm as scary as I wish to be. Those who pass through the night peacefully have little to fear from me. Those who seek to do harm under my moonlight... frightening them is the very least my avatar will do on my behalf."

[caffeine-and-sunshine]

Yinepu has been pushing me quite hard towards regular divination, so I asked him what he thought of the Book of Doors, a new divination system based on Netjer that I got from a friend in a different server and He had Thonks™️ 👀

1. What do you think the BoD's strengths are?

IV Pentacles: A wealth and abundance of knowledge, not just about Netjer and kemetic mythologies, but in regards to any querries put to it. There's also a warning from Yinepu not to hoard this knowledge or keep it secret, that it is meant to be shared with others which means I guess I'll be offering a lot of readings with it 😅

2. What do you think the BoD's weaknesses/limitatios are?

Temperence: This one's a little blurrier, but I think He's saying BoD is too patient/kind? Like it won't give me hard truths I may need to hear, but will focus more on compromises and middle grounds rather than directly call me out

3. Any additional notes or comments?

Daughter of Wands: The snake on the card suggests Khonsu might work with me when using the BoD or claim it altogether, as snakes are a form I associate with Dad. It's also encouraging me to just dive into it, since He knows I've been looking for a way to dive into the community and offer more than just discussion. Which is scary! But in quite a fun, anticipation sort of way

[p-receh]

Ramadhan's over with my rants of Moon Knight!

...yeah i could make the title a bit more sense but I just want to release my thoughts so I could move on to something in peace.

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Okay, where do I start? Oh yeah, I genuinely don't know a damn thing about this series. I watched a little clip last year when it was aired on my television—that bathroom scene—and instantly pinned to my brain for 'need to watch' list. But shamefully, either I forgot or didn't have much time to do so.

I dunno I am a bit tired to watch mcu related shows after endgame. No, scratch that, spiderman: FFH(because TASM casts were back). I usually watched TV shows in jumbled episodes and then I moved on. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate it, but most of them didn't get my interest (I'm a fan of Hawkeye but didn't managed to finished it) and the last two years was a bit hectic for my college.

Gladly, this year I have more free time during Eid's Holiday so I finally take my time to watch and ... oh boy i didn't regret a single of it.

It almost felt like a nostalgic trip to the first Iron-man. Fresh from any cameos within mcu in which I surprisingly late to notice this after the show. Saving the budget for their own show is more important than forcing to add any related mcu cameos into the series. It is brave and clever decision imo.

Also I love this kind of show, showcasing multiple alter-egos of the person is one my fav theme. One of my fav shows were 'Split' and 'Do No Harm'. There's also the Iconic story of 'The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde'. I also watched the documentary with one of them is 'The Monster Inside: The 24 Faces of Billy Milligan' from netflix.

The way media portraying DID in my view usually divided into 2 ver:

- Either Battling each alters in which who owns the body till the end.

- Or chattering each other like people with schizophrenia.

In which I don't know if it's well portrayed enough but most analysis video from phycologist expert youtubers usually hate the way media showed it...until moon knight, like for example this and that.

I myself once suffered as an autism with schizophrenia that almost having the same experience like Steven did the whole time. It was so bad that my mother actually invited me to the phycologist and did ruqyah method(a soul cleansing method by muslim community). So I kinda have a basic knowledge with that disorder.

ehem.

Huge kudos to Oscar Isaac playing his characters so flawlessly. And again I regret knowing him later after I watched the credits on the last episode because of my stereotype of him with his beard lmaoo XD

Goddamn his acting is superb! The way he differentiates his eye movements and body languages between Marc, Steven, even with Khonsu for a little time was really fascinating to watch. Look him in the eye at the moment and he could show you which alter he's doing without speak.

Like for real, I genuinely don't know about his alters let alone the third one at the mid-scene credits. My first initial thoughts was: "Huh... a new actor I guess...?"

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*check goggle

*check tumblr

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"HOLY SHIT THAT'S OSCAR TOO???!!!" O.o

Ugh I couldn't remember how many times I rewind in each scene, frame by frame. Always interesting to analyze what makes them distinguished between each other and learn something new every day. :D

Interestingly, May Calamawy should get the same praise tho. Their chemistry as a power couple developed beautifully well throughout the series. Being able to represent well that there will be a person who actually understand and help unstable person in need is fairly rare these days. Therefor, when she actually got her power, it's felt so rewarded. Also can we talk how good she acted that specific scene in ep 6?? :3

Ethan Hawke performance as a cult leader is also perfect. If Oscar's strongest suit was his face language, Hawke's strongest suit will be his speaking technique. You can almost indulged by his voice into his cult and It's scary lol.

somehow reminds me of Ralph Fiennes' perfomance of 'The Menu'

The visual effects...hm...might be not the best tbf. And I think this is one the series who has less vfx's scene. I can see they trying to maximizing their budget and focusing on what they need to add, and I think it's fair. I always love Oscar's summoned the suit moment(oh the details with the eyes...) and the gods really nice to look at.

Oh I forgot, kudos to Mohammed Diab showcasing a proper panoramic scenes of Egypt. Yes, finally! Less miserable yellow sand place but more of a beautiful dessert country for once. In fact it mostly built city within Cairo for the movie purpose speak a whole story. The crew knew exactly with their job and I loved every single of it(a bit sad they didn't get the permission to shoot in that country but I understand why).

Of course, not all of episodes are perfect, ep 3 and 6 are arguably the least one(whichever you might prefer the most). For me I choose the third one. Even though ep 6 is the shortest, that episode served it goal from the start. Where as ep 3, ...I dunno I kinda has love and hate relationship with it(?). It has my personal fav credits music, one of Marc & Steven's memorable moments. But...somehow the overall story and pacing are... not good. This is more like a filler episode...

I guess they wanted to use Gaspard Ulliel for future, but an unexpected sudden shift impacted the whole thing. I cannot blame them anyway so I'm genuinely fine with those minuses(RIP to the man btw. I love his acting in that episode)

But that's just me. I'm no expert, just a girl with opinions :/

The fight scenes were good though. Not much but when they did, they did right.

In back of my mind they will add those for the 2nd season. Clearly and brutally(like c'mon, the amount of blood from ep 1 yet slowly decreased until ep 6...surely they must be doing it on purpose, don't they?)

But nonetheless I can wait. As long as they confirmed with the tag 'season finale' and phase 5 road map.

Yeah I can wait :D

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PS : I just don't get people thought Marc letting Harrow free is lazy writing or another usual hero antics 'that's the hero thing to do with mcu villain'.

Like I get it, at first I was surprised at that moment. But the second after he said, "Do it yourself" it just make sense. First and foremost, Marc's goal from the start of the series is to be free. Period.

He just didn't want to do that under Khonsu. Being just another slaver. Not only because Layla's reassurance imo.

Well I got satisfied in the end. Marc's vengeance was already been done by Jake and he's the perfect person to do that.

So it's still a win-win.

[evicted-oc]

Khonsu: *sits down and calls greed, twirling a fake knife in her hand* what's your favorite scary movie?

@livealittleoc-cb

[evicted-oc]

Abhartach: *tiny bat squeaks and flies over to where it is, struggling to pick it up*

Draugr: *blinks* that sounds like.. in a non sexy way *tiny whines* my cheeks- *pouts* I'm not that cute! I'm scary looking

Khonsu: *blinks* you don't know? There's a bunch of rides and food and stuffs- you can win prizes

Small Update!

🍒: We’re going out in the town boys! Hades and Lucifer are busy so we’re sneaking out for the night~ *grins wide* I managed to swipe a dagger…will I use it? That’s soon to be seen but I just like how it feels in my hand~ *twirls it around* The crew is together and we’re dragging Greed with us cause *shrugs* Big man can be fun~ There’s no real specific place we were thinking of going to but I do hope we hit a smoke shop or somewhere where I can get more vape cartridge, other than that I’m just happy to be out of the damn cesspool that Hell is-.

🦊: When I said we should all hangout I meant more in Hell…specifically the Red Lights district and not Earth but I’ll take what I can get!~ I hope I can keep Sloth awake for long enough *gently shakes Sloth’s head* Stay awake-. Please this is the closest to hanging out like the old days we’re going to get…I also don’t want you falling down stairs again Greed will take you and leave on the spot-.

🐨: *whining* I’m awake. I’m awake. *yawns* Stop…shaking my head… *yawns harder* Can we go…to the nice night cafe…I like?

🦊: Of course we can baby~ 🥰 We have to also stop by the night markets! I’ll make sure Greed knows!

💸: Babysitter. I am the babysitter of 3 idiots. 😐 *sighs crossing their arms* I guess I just need to make the best out of this…I’ll make sure we stop by an arcade or a casino, so I can have some kind of fun. I have to make sure we go to a jeweler, I promised Pride I’ll get him a new bracelet. *lets another breath out* I’ll have to say Lust did end up taking nice pictures of me before we left-. If someone would like to come along…I guess you can just don’t make my life harder-.

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[dmbakura]

Tend your fire, draw this cursed evening's ire  Try your odds and you just might become the prey  That adrenaline rush when weapons fly  It's the fear that brings out that body high  So you know that I'm stuck here paralyzed with you

[unholyhelbig]

Crescent 1/? | Natasha Romanoff x MoonKnight!Reader

Summary: When Natasha Romanoff takes a job as head of security for Dina Jackson she has an ulterior motive- to find the tomb of Egyptian artifacts that the art world is racing for. Dina's disgraced niece is charming, awkward, and under the influence of Khonsu, the God of the Moon.

Warnings: Subtle Violence, Family disputes, scary bird diety, and probably horrible grammar.

[A/N: I'm working super super hard on this one, and would appreciate some feedback 😭 I also don't have a posting schedule and know that I have a million other fics going right now- but I couldn't help myself!]

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There was always a stillness to the air in the museum that was hard to find anywhere else, a soft scent of something old that lingered within the light that streamed through the windows. It was four floors of knowledge and wonder, and paintings that were slathered with vibrant colors yet to fade. Dinosaur bones that were reconstructed by hand, guarded with velvet ropes and motion sensors, mummies that crossed their decaying arms over their chests, dead crystal eyes sweeping the room.

You found solace here among other things, that kept you coming back day after day. Your hands were blackened by charcoal, the neckline of your t-shirt suffering a similar fate. That was a nervous habit that you kept, toying with the fabric as you struggled to capture the light shading on Lady Madja’s coffin.

There was a small spot that you often made your own, your back against the marble wall of the room, one leg folded to your chest while the other was outstretching in front of you. For reasons that you personally did not understand, not many people found interest in the same Egyptian exhibit that had been at your local museum since you were a child.

“Didn’t you draw that yesterday?”

“No,” you grumbled, making a dark slash against the far end of the coffin. “I drew the outer coffin of Tamutnefret. You work here, shouldn’t’ you know the difference?”

You glanced up at Tommy. He had his thumbs in his belt loops, limp next to his heavy flashlight. The security guard wasn’t armed with anything except for a discontent with his job and a walkie talkie that could trigger a silent alarm. No one had tried to burglarize Hell’s Kitchen’s least frequented place yet, but they kept him around just in case.

He scoffed “They pay me to make sure this stuff doesn’t’ vanish, not to know everything about it. You should apply for a position here, tour guide or something. At least you’d earn some money from sitting here all day.”

“I like being here. I don’t need to get paid.”

He blinked at you, brushing his silver-blonde hair of his eyes as if he had never actually heard that phase before. You closed your sketch book, folding the flimsy notebook and shoving it into your back pocket before standing. The place was pretty slow today, not a field trip in sight.

Truth was; A little extra money wouldn’t hurt. Of course, you had your art, your studio that had been operating in lower Manhattan for the better part of a year now. It was doing well, well enough for you to fund the three-dollar admission fee to hold yourself up here. It was what some would call procrastination, but you deemed it a way to get out of the building.

 “What is it about Egypt anyway? Plenty of other things to see here. Like space. I wouldn’t judge you for watching the light show every day but this” He gestured vaguely to the room “nothing is interesting about a bunch of decaying old bodies and sand. A shit ton of sand.”

“Egyptian deities are cool as fuck, Tommy.” You deadpanned “They represent not only power, but things in the everyday world like the sun, and the moon. 1500 of them, dude. Every single abstract concept you can come up with in your brain is represented by a deity.”

“Wow,” He drew out the word, his crystal eyes widening, cupping the back of his neck. “I never knew how much of a big fucking nerd you were. What plague did you plagiarize that from?”

You fought the urge to roll your eyes at him. Instead, you settled for a muted growl before glancing at your watch. It was hard to keep track of the day when you really focused on your sketches. Dinner, you were going to be late to dinner if you didn’t’ get on the subway now.

With a mock salute, you made your way out of the museum, giving a half-hearted goodbye to the receptionist and exiting onto the large stone steps. The spring air replaced the stale scent of the Egyptian exhibit. A quiet rain fell from the sky- the lights of passing taxis and buses reflected from the damp world.

You can’t be late for this dinner.

“Can you alter time and get me there faster?” You mumbled, shoving your hands into your pockets as you made your way down the steps. “Yeah, didn't think so. If you don’t have any constructive solutions, I could do without the mocking.”

You need to learn better time management.

Getting scolded by an ancient Bird God wasn’t on your list of things to do today. You had made a mistake by gassing him up too much back there. Khonsu lurked in most reflections, including the wet sidewalk. He rarely interfered, but the scheduled dinners made him nervous, an anxiety that you could feel up the center of your spine.

You wouldn’t be late.

Manifestation was a good part of how you got where you were today, and despite the strong stench of sweat and smoke in the overly crowded car of the subway, you knew that you wouldn’t’ miss your dinner with your aunt. So, help you, if you did. So, help Khonsu more.

Nervously, you glanced at your watch and shoved your way through some disgruntled New Yorkers that mumbled profanities under their breath. They’d get over it, you knew they would. Your family, however, had a harder time forgiving you. It was only three blocks, three blocks that you would have to sprint in order to get to.

I don’t know why you sit through these things. We don’t need them. I can get us everything we want.

“Shut up,” You mumbled, panting under your breath. His voice was all-encompassing, and a little bit bored. The only reason you continued to attend these family get togethers was because it annoyed him. Bothered him that you still cared. You mothers roast chicken sealed the deal too.

By the time you made it to the all too fancy lobby of the apartment building, you had a stitch in your side and a coat of sweat against your skin that instantly made you regret being a little late in exchange for general hygiene.

“Y/N, you’re cutting it close.” Bennet gave you a tight smile, reaching out his white gloved hand and opened the gold-plated door. You shot him a tender look and nodded before gulping in a breath of air.

There was thankfully a bathroom in the back corner of the lobby. It was fancier than your own apartment, with lavender smelling soaps and towels that were warmed to perfection.  Mumbling profanities under your breath, you stripped your backpack, and your coat before grabbing a towel, and loading it with soap.

You worked hard to scrub the sweat and charcoal from your collarbone and then you moved to under your arms, scrubbing hard until the only thing you could smell was a floral sweetness.

It was then that you noticed you weren’t alone in the bathroom. The granite stall door behind you opened, and you froze in your movements. This woman- this woman was stunning enough for words to get caught in the web of your throat.

Her auburn hair was styled into waves, rolling over her shoulders, a black blouse hugging her curves. The bright bulbs above the sinks reflected brutally in her forest green stare. It seemed to pierce you, regard you as she made no effort to disguise the way it lingered. Your stomach felt hot.

“Am I interrupting something?” She asked, taking a few steps towards the furthest sink. She flicked on the water and pumped a few globs of soap into her palm. You awkwardly, lowered your arm, throwing the wad of towels into a basket.

“Ah, no” you cleared your throat “public… restroom”

Okay, you could do this, talking to a pretty woman wasn’t anything new. You did it on a daily basis when you ran into one of the actual tour guides at the museum. Of course, you spouted off about Egyptian lore and barely took a breath between words- but it was considered talking.

This time, though, you swallowed hard and grabbed your jacket, your bag, and fumbled your way out of the bathroom before she even had a chance to dry her hands. Another deep breath, another mortifying moment before you’d have to worm your way through an uncomfortable family dinner.

Just as the doors to the elevator closed, the stranger from the bathroom slipped into the small space. You nudged yourself into the corner, offering the beautiful woman up a timid smile. “Going up?”

Of course, she’s going up. Where else would she be going?

Fucking bird brain loved to watch you squirm. You wished this was one of the moments where the God of the Moon found a different use for his time instead of following his avatar around. There had to be something else to preoccupy him other than your horrible rapt sheet of talking to women.

“Penthouse, please.”

You hit the button and it lit up a stale blue. Khonsu watched you from the plated mirrors that encircled the elevator. If he could have a shit-eating grin, he would. Instead, he just regarded you from his unnatural height. You had practice ignoring him.

“Small world, me too.”

“Really?” She lifted an eyebrow.

“Yeah, I mean” You shoved your hands into your jean pockets “after awhile it doesn’t benefit you to dress up for this kind of thing. Not that you look bad. You look very nice I just…should stop talking now.”

“Huh,” She smiled at you then, a soft gesture that nearly eased all the tension in the elevator. Nearly. Khonsu had flickered out entirely. You couldn’t feel his looming presence anymore. The higher the floor the lighter you felt. He wouldn’t accompany you here, he had his own agenda.

When you glanced up, the woman’s eyes were on you again, trying to figure out how someone like you had gotten invited to the meal of the cities most famed art curator. You still held your jacket, your bag in white-knuckled hands. But still, you offered up your own smile in return.

The elevator lurched to a stop. A separate keypad lit up and you reached for your keyring before buzzing both of you in. The entryway was large and sterile, a mix of cherry red wood, stainless steel and elegance. The penthouse had two floors that overlooked the city, it’s flashing lights, it’s large windows. 

You could smell the Italian that wafted from the kitchen. It was usually served family style, in large basins filled with marinara and pasta. Your stomach clenched at the thought of food, having half-heartedly eaten a bagel from a bodega this morning.

At least you weren’t the only one that had strolled in late. When your mother rounded the edge of the stairs, she had a disapproving look on her face that was soon schooled into something that was semi acceptable for company that wasn’t family.

“Darling, you’re running late.” She moved close and placed a kiss against your cheek “I see you’ve met Miss Rushman, our new chief of security, or so we hope.”

“My apologies, I hit a particularly bad patch of traffic. I hope Aunt Dina isn’t too displeased.”

She waved you off “Nonsense. A nice bottle of wine and all will be forgiven. Let me take both of your coats.”

A nice bottle of wine was enough to reduce you to ramen noodles for the rest of the month, but you would never admit that to your family. That would be a fate worse than death. You took your mother up on her offer, passing her your coat in succession to the woman next to you.

Your family, namely your aunt and her husband, supplied the museums with all of their greatest exhibits, including the Egyptian one that you spent so much time in, sketching the same things over and over again until you got the shading right, got the shapes and the colors and the way the light shifted around the items throughout the year.

When you were young, you’d accompany her around the world, clutching your tiny passport and taking in the wonders of the trade conventions she would go to, the dig sites and castles that had been reclaimed by nature.

She could barely stand to make eye contact with you now, and part of you didn’t’ blame her for that. Being invited to their family dinners had been your mother’s idea, she prodded and poked at her sister until the woman agreed. Though, showing up late never boded well.

You blew out a small breath and made your way to the kitchen, trying to shake off the nerves that buzzed through you. A beautiful woman wasn’t going to knock you off your game. You had a dignity to uphold, though half the people here had seen you stumble through dance lessons as a kid.

There was a platter of different meats and cheeses set out on the kitchen island, a few bottles of chilled red wine. You reached for the wine wrack and pulled down two glasses, free of smudges. “You can’t get through one of these without a little bit of a buzz, Miss Rushman.”

“Natalie, please.” She stood across the island from you, watching carefully as you popped the cork and filled both glasses generously with alcohol.  

“I’m Y/N,”

She took the drink that you had offered, taking a few generous gulps. You smiled into your own glass, the sour scent. It hit the back of your throat and the edges of your jaw but quickly cooled your nerves. You’d have to get some food into you fast, a spare cracker or fancy cheese that you couldn’t pronounce.

“Don’t take this the wrong way. I certainly wouldn’t want to offend the family that has offered me such a generous position,”

“I don’t look like I belong here.” You finished her thought process with a swallow of wine.

She chuckled, a sweet sound. “No, you don’t.”

“I get that a lot, don’t worry. As far as they’re concerned, I’m not supposed to be here.” You frowned and shoved a cracker into your mouth, chewing thoughtfully. “Head of security, huh?”

“Not yet, I think this is supposed to convince me.” she sighed, leaning against the counter. You directed your attention to the flashing time on the oven behind her. Her blouse dipped low, eyes scanning you. More than anything, you fought the urge to look respectfully. “Best behavior and all”

When your aunt walked into the kitchen, you couldn’t quell the way your pulse picked up against the inside of your wrist. Instead, you straightened up and adjusted your collar as if you weren’t still wearing a t-shirt, slightly damp with the idea of lavender.

Natalie righted herself as well, pulling her shoulders back and taking in your aunt much like she had regarded you earlier, this time her stare was less honeyed and more tactical. The woman carried a certain elegance to her; Deep golden eyes, and long blonde hair that was died a lighter beige at the roots.

“Miss Rushman, I’m so pleased you could make it.” She took the woman’s hand in her perfectly manicured one. “I see you’ve met my niece. Don’t let her change your mind about accepting the position.”

You rolled your eyes and finished off your glass of wine. It was better not to argue with her, seeing as you had already stirred the pot with your tardiness. This was fine, everything was fine. You just had to breathe through it.

“Actually, she’s been perfectly charming.” Natalie said, shooting you a smile “We had a great conversation on the way up. She convinced me to take the position.”

The drink you had just downed threatened to make a second appearance as you choked on air, swallowing hard to stifle your shock. If standing there nervously sweating was enough to push a woman like this into accepting a position at the company, you weren’t aware of it.

“Y/N did?” Your Uncle Chip placed his hand on the small of Dina’s back. He was nursing a scotch that he would gingerly sip until the fire died down as well as the conversation. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad to have you on the team, Miss Rushman, but our Y/N? She tends to be-“

“Right here,” You spoke up.

He chuckled “Socially awkward. Passionate about certain things.”

Fuck. You really did need to count your blessings. If Khonsu wasn’t here, that was enough for you for the time being. You seemed to trade hands from the God to the family that would rather shun you.

“Passion is good,” Natalie said, “Do I smell spaghetti?”

Aunt Dina clapped her hands together and let out an excited noise before leading the way to the dining room. Chip grasped at the tray of food that you handed over to him. You palmed your glass and a small wicker basket of rolls to busy yourself.

“Thank you, Miss Rushman.” You whispered to her as you made your way to the dining room, swearing that she fought back a shiver. She gave you a pointed look “Natalie.”

You couldn’t help but feel a heat bloom against your abdomen, despite being wedged between your Aunt Dina and your own mother. You’d rather be back the museum, or home, or doing anything but this. But Natalie seemed to ease that in the slightest, as she met your eyes across the table.

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[kanekocribs]

KANEKO’S CRIB NOTES LXII: HEARTFELT EROTICISM

It’s Halloween. No, it’s the Halloween before Shin Megami Tensei V. That means it’s time to remember Kazuma Kaneko. He was a good artist before he was KILLED. Yes, that’s right. He was MURDERED. If you’ve seen him recently it was just a body double. Once Kaneko became old and worthless, Masayuki Doi touched the barrel of a gun to the back of his head execution style, said, “Move over for a new generation, motherfucker,” and pulled the trigger. Kaneko’s brains splattered all over his PC. Doi fucking blew his brains out. Brains. That’s a Halloween thing. Like zombies. Spooky.

Have fun this holiday season comparing details of the above images!

MOTHMAN: According to Kaneko, not only is Mothman intentionally furry and fuzzy like a moth, he’s influenced by Obake no Q-Taro’s cylindrical Doronpa, an American obake in the manga/anime. It’s mainly in the head. If you don’t know Q-Taro, he’s the inspiration for SMT2′s Ghost Q! Kaneko also described Mothman’s silhouette as heart-shaped, so no wonder he’s so beloved!

KHONSU: Damn, this fun Halloween mummy is doing a “Vogue” (ヴォーギング) move as popularized by Madonna! Kaneko cites the famous ‘Vogue Dance’ as inspiring Khonsu’s fabulous pose here, illustrated by this model working it in approximate fashion. Man, mummies are scary, like Halloween! This crib is a fucking slam dunk!

GIRIMEKHALA: 32-bit-era Giri is influenced by the 1969 Toei animation The Wonderful World of Puss in Boots and its Lucifer’s brief appearance as an elephant. Evil elephant, evil source influence I suppose. Giri builds upon details like Lucifer’s spiky crown and skull pendant! 

LHAM DEARG: This supremely Scottish ghost is based on supremely French actor Christopher Lambert in his iconic role as THE HIGHLANDER (1986)! Lham Dearg has clearly met a grisly end on the battlefield, but Connor MacLeod is eternal except in the cartoon where he dies almost instantly.

ARTEMIS/DIANA: De-nippled for your protection! It's common knowledge that these two are take-offs of the Artemis of Ephesus statues. However, it's no longer believed that those statues' multitudinous prominences are breasts but rather ornaments such as bull testicles or gourds. So honestly, the de-nippled Artemis and Diana are more accurate... if you're thinking bull testicles.

[feeshies]

these are really sloppy, but i had an idea for a rewrite of the kane chronicles version of anubis, and i needed to crank these out

like in the books, when carter and sadie first have to venture into the underworld, some of the gods (bast and thoth namely) warn them about anubis and so he’s built up as being this intimidating figure.  however when the kanes finally meet him, they learn that they weren’t warned about him because he’s scary - but because he’s weird.  he’s still nice, but he comes off as kind of awkward in social situations that don’t involve death or comforting the grieving.

as far as age goes, he’s closer to bast or khonsu when it comes to his appearance.  however, he’s very old fashioned.  his exposure to modern mortal culture largely comes from the souls that pass through his domain - so mostly the elderly.  also time still works differently for him.

sadie calls him old fashioned and he’s like “i beg your pardon, i have a gramophone.  i am up to date.”

speaking of sadie, there is no romance subplot.  she still sasses him and he’ll occasionally sass back when he learns how to, but their relationship slowly turns into one of mutual respect.

sadie also helps him navigate his relationship with set  when he expresses feeling like he doesn’t have anything in common with his father (like rick, that’s the version of the myth i’m going with), sadie is able to relate to him on that level and offers him some advice and insight.  at first he’s confused on why he’s taking advice from a preteen, but that moment leads him to appreciate her more.

he takes on more of a older brother/mentor figure with walt and he keeps looking for excuses to hang out with him.  he doesn’t merge beings with him, but in order to save his life walt does end up hosting him (in the same way carter did with horus).

he keeps scrapbooks where he plans funerals for everyone he meets.  if he knew about pinterest, he’d use that too.  he also thinks it’s nice to share his funeral plans with people.

if you’re dealing with a loss or about to die, he’s actually a really comforting presence.  if you’re not, he’s just kind of a downer.

[miioouu]

Can you write Nut for Todoroki, Khonsu for either Shinso or Kirishima, and Ihy for either Bakugou or Tamaki? Pretty Please? :}

Oooh first prompt requeeest! Also these got progressively saaaad soooo👉👈Thank you for requesting!! 💜❤️💜

Todoroki Shoto 💙❤️

         Nut: Godess of the sky......

   Summer is always fun. You get to go outside, hang with your friends, problems seem so far away. Summer is always fun. When you spend it with your boyfriend, going to the beach, eating ice cream on the way home...

   As summer was nearing its end, the weather start getting cooler, wind blowing your hair, clouds decorating the sky, fun almost coming to an end.

   Almost, but not today! You wanted to celebrate your last few moments of joy, spending them with the love of your life, Todoroki. As you ran out of activities to do, you just wanted to spend some time together, no matter what you were doing. There for you were just laying, the both of you, on his rooftop. Looking up the sky, seeing some birds starting to migrate, clouds hiding the sun as it was setting. Too occupied looking at the beautiful scene unfolding before your eyes, you didn't notice how Shoto was just staring at you, soft smile on his face, love shining in his eyes. Sometimes he wonders how lucky he actually is to have such a wonderful person by his side. Such a sweet, caring, loving person always next to him. He usually wasn't the one to initiate any type of affection, though something was different today. Sitting up, he'd slowly then lean toward you, looking you in the eyes as he gets closer, gently pressing his lips on yours taking you by surprise. "Y/n.... I love you...." He'd say as he lays back again, blush on his face and eyes looking at the sky. Taking you by surprise, you really didn't know what to say. Only holding his hand and also staring back at the sunset, you'd softly whisper as you see the clouds passing by "Oh look Shoto, this cloud looks like you..."

Kirishima Eijiro ❤️

          Khonsu:God of the moon....

    Sometimes, sleeping can be really nice, trying to run away from reality, just to slip in the dream world... But sometimes, you just want to avoid slumber, seeing as all you get was nightmares night after night, shaking you up with shivers and sweat runing down your face. That's exactly what Kirishima has been experiencing. He hasn't been sleeping well for the past few days, all because of the those scary hallucinations he was having in his sleep, making him tired and exhausted as the day went by.

    Usually, always here to cheer you up, you've been sensing that your boyfriend has been having rough days lately. Eye bags, lack of energy, lack of smiles and laughs, lack of hugs and kisses, making you feel bad. And even as you tried to talk to him about it, he'd just push away, saying it was just some silly reason, and you shouldn't worry. But his lack of sleep, got you also staying awake at night, laying in bed thinking about all thr possibilities.... Maybe it was because of you, have you done anything to upset him lately? Or has he just been losing interest in you, making it hard for him to fall into slumber? As thoughts kept running in your mind, making it impossible to sleep, maybe you could go and have a talk with him.

     Making your way to his room, being careful to not make too much noise, for you didn't want to be caught, and sliding right in his bedroom. There he was, pacing around the room, music in his earphones as he tries to find a way to skip through the night. Not noticing you, you decided to just put a hand on his shoulder to get his attention, this resulting in a never seen before reaction from him. He'd usually turn around, knowing it was you without even seeing, but this time it's diffrent. He jumped and backed away from you as fast as he could, chest heaving as fear ran through his blood, eyes glossy from the scare. Slowly approaching him, wanting to take him in your arms, run your hand through his hair as you conforted him, apologize for scaring him, and that's exactly what you did.

   Maybe it's the lack of sleep, or maybe it was the love you were giving him, but something made Kirishima feel so vulnerable in this moment, shedding a few tears, before he turned into a sobbing mess, only your hand coming to wipe away his tears. "I can't sleep y/n, I keep having these nightmares, night after night. It's dumb, but i fear them. It's just dreams, but what if you were really taken away from me. I can't help but be scared, maybe I'll act so weak like in my dreams, I won't be able to sa-" You honestly had enough. He always think like that, insecurities taking over him, making him feel weak, and unmanly, but you were always here to prove him wrong with a gentle kiss, reminding him of how loved he is, how capable he is.... Maybe, tonight he'll be able to sleep, right here in your arms.

Bakugou Katsuki 🧡

           Ihy:God of music....

   The worst thing in a relationship, was hands down, the fights. The ones leaving you heart broken and a weeping mess. The ones leaving you empty, yet so filled with rage. The ones that have you doubt love, breaking you dreams, shartering your happiness.

    The worst thing you've experienced in your relationship with Bakugo, was not his yells, not his glares, nor his insults, his painful words.... Much opposite, it was his silence. The cold shoulder he'd give you when he was seriously mad at you. The distant look he shoots you when he has lost all hope. The silence that surrounded him when he was so done. Fights are normal to happen between couples right? It shows that they cared for each other, love each other.... But why does this fight doesn't feel anything like that?

     Days turned into weeks, and Katsuki still gave you the silent treatment. He can see the hurt in your eyes, tears threatening to fall everytime you made eye contact. He could even hear, if he payed enough attention, the breaking of your heart. And to be honest, he felt all of these too. Yet he can bring himself to apologize to you. And he didn't want to hear what you have to say, knowing he will immediately have a breakdown, looking weak and miserable in front of you. But it was breaking him, every once in a while, he'd hear you sniffling, making his heart clench with pain and guilt. He promised he'd never break your heart, but apparently, he broke his promise....

    Sitting in his bed, alone, thinking about all the ways he could make things better. Thinking about how much of an idiot he is for breaking your heart, but most importantly how much of an idiot he is for being so mad in the first place, and why he can't bring himself to just forgive you.... Thoughts running in his mind, as his heart was beating to the rythm of the music..... Music was supposed to calm him down, help him and get his mind off of the thinking for a second, but how can he, when that particular song started.... Your songs. The one you had your first kiss to. The one you'd always dance together to. The one you'd send him a voice note of it whenever it came on the radio. The one that's making his heart ache now, shedding tears and sobbing. Though, through the pain of it all, he got an idea. He knew how to apologize!

Going to his texts, you're still the last one he texted, finger hovering over your name, too hesitant to press on it at first, but he had to do it, for you. Finally he got in the chat, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Quickly before he changes his mind, he sent you the song.

Ding.... Message from bakugo 🔥

"Y/n, baby, it's still our song!"

[autismsupermusicalassassin]

Day n Light (a moonknight star wars crossover)

plot: after the fight with the first order on Crait , Poe Dameron starts having dreams about a mysterious man with DID ties with the Moon god. Poe, Rey and Finn including the adorable BB8 lands on earth accidentally after being attack by the first order. With three of them separated they met Steven Grant/ Marc Spector after an mistaken Identity , the four must help stop forces beyond their level.

Chapter 7

��Rey , Finn, bb-8  and Steven  including Marc  left the museum thanks to Rey using the force on Donna to Steven to get off work early to figure out what was going on “how did you do that ms Rey?” Steven asked in shock  and a bit smitten towards her “Steven focus ,Hand me the body let me deal with this situation “ Marc said in his head more rudely than ever , Steven didn’t listen  to him and instead  fallows them “I am focusing Marc “ he said out loud on accident making Finn jump a bit “Poe stop talking to yourself, your literally freaking me out with self talking “ Finn told Steven making him say “sorry” quietly.

Seeing  Steven’s/ Marc's apartment where bb-8 was staying. Both Finn and Rey made faces  at the mess and ankle Restraints “Oh yeah about that, I used to sleep with that “ Steven told them , Finn look at him at his responds 

“Used to??”

“I thought I have terrible sleepwalking before well…all this “  Finn stood silent and steps away from him , Leaving Rey looking at all of the Egyptian stuff and she look at Gus 2.0 in awe unaware of Marc’s reflection glaring back at her “What kind of small creature is that?” She asked “Oh that’s a goldfish his name is Gus 2.0” He answered  “What happened to Gus 1?” Finn asked and frowns when BB-8 told Finn that the first fish died making him frown “sorry about that fish Poe” 

“It’s Steven mate and it’s alright “

Finn just nods and fiddles with a paper wight that shape as a Pyramids and spots Rey looking at a book which he joins her seeing similar pictures at the museum earlier  “Mr.Grant what kind of language is that?” Steven smiles sheepishly “Well its Egyptian Hieroglyphics  isn’t an Langue per say , it’s actually an Alphabet  use in their writing”    Steven could go on but Marc decided to stop him  “Steven can we focus on finding their friend and we need deal with stuff” he told him . 

Finn didn’t know what to think about this Poe looked like , he either found it scary and interesting that this guy knows about this Egypt place but his friend is still out there, and Rey must have read his thoughts “don’t worry Finn…we’ll find Poe” she told him.

“How about you use your thing you did to me and Steven to find him” Marc said making the couple look at him , to be fair he took control back to his own body while Steven was distracted “hey you two I’m Marc Spector” he told them  Finn smiled finally this man isn’t using that accent and yep he is weirded out by his voices is similar to Poe’s voice “ I know “ Rey said to Marc and bb-8 lightly dumps to Marc’s leg making him smiling a little “ I’m Rey “

“And I’m Finn”

Marc nods “so I heard and both of you don’t have last names”  both of them nodded  making Marc frown “ okay then Rey can you use that magic thing to find your friend?”

Rey made a face “ it’s called the force Mr Spector and…. I can try “ Rey sits on the ground cross legged and starts concentrating on finding Poe Dameron. “So how do you talk to …Steven?” Finn asks and Marc tells the kid that he is available to talk to Steven through his reflection on reflective surfaces and sometimes in his headspace “oh so that why you talk to yourself?” Marc nods and Rey gasps in fear “Rey what happened?!?” Marc rushes towards her along with Finn “I found him” she only answers making Marc get her water leaving Finn to blush at the fact he is holding her “you found Poe?” She nodded after handing the glass of water to drink.

“He is in trouble but he’s not alone “ she told them, “first order?” Finn frowns “no Finn but some one named Khonso “ 

“Khonsu…..the moon god of Egypt “

Both of them including bb-8  look at Marc “how do you know?” They asked Marc even though Rey knows the answer “Steven and I work for him, we protect people at night and we are his avatar….his Moon Knight”

A/N: finally chapter 7 is finally here !!!! Sorry it took so long because of my giant writers block 😤

[cartoonus-maximus]

I updated my Tendershipping ideas masterlist!

This is the new one (as of September 2020). If you want to see the old one, which has most of the same things, go here [link].

      Tendershipping: (or could be Gemshipping, depending on your preference)

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Ryou sits around his apartment all day, designing rpgs, watching tv, reading bizarre books, and sucking down ramen. Bakura is going stir crazy, and he refuses to let his host keep him trapped another day in this ungodly routine!

AU with Demon!Bakura and Angel!Ryou ; both creatures are meant to be pure, one pure good and the other pure evil, and their jobs are simply to destroy one another. But, when your enemy is that pretty and charismatic, it becomes harder and harder to avoid these developing feelings.

Bakura calling Ryou any myriad of nicknames, from 'Khonsu' to 'moonbeam' to 'bunny' to 'silly rabbit' to 'Ry-chan' to 'bunnicula' to 'host' to 'little landlord' to a number of things.

Ryou calling Bakura any myriad of nicknames, from 'Kura' to 'dream eater' to 'tapir' to 'baka-kura' to 'ring worm' to 'spirit' to 'stupid tenant' to a number of things.

AU with both Ryou and Bakura being ghouls (from “Tokyo Ghoul”) and participating in some consensual cannibalism foreplay.

AU where Ryou has given up on seeking relationships with the living. Instead, he learns necromancy and goes to seek romance in a graveyard. He brings Bakura back as a zombie, and the undead Bakura is all too eager to pull Ryou down into his grave with him, seducing Ryou with sweet words and kisses all while dirt showers over them and bugs crawl around them.

AU with Ryou encountering a Fae!Bakura.

In Ancient Egypt, Bakura raids the tomb of a recently deceased noble and finds a live slave trapped inside. Deciding he likes the slave (Ryou), Bakura takes him back to his hideout with him. (This plotline is old and often used, but I still enjoy it. ^^)

AU where Bakura is a death god and Ryou is an occultist who is obsessed with the concepts of death/dying. Bakura is a little perplexed by the human at first, but then becomes amused. Despite his dark interests, Ryou is still a very kind, polite, friendly, and overall cheery individual, and becomes a strangely bright spot in Bakura's otherwise dark and dull existence.

AU where Ryou is a merman and Bakura is a sailor ; Ryou is injured and washes up on a beach, and is found and nursed back to health by Bakura.

AU where Ryou is a siren and Bakura is a sailor ; Bakura is out on his boat when he hears singing in the water. He follows the sound to find the most beautiful man creature he's ever seen. The lovely fish man introduces himself as Ryou, and continues to sing, beckoning Bakura to follow him under the water. Unable to stop himself, Bakura finally abandons his boat, jumping into the dark, dangerous waters, chasing after the beautiful man with the beautiful voice.

AU where Ryou is a bored, sexually frustrated college kid who accidentally summons Bakura the incubus. The sexy demon is more than happy to show Ryou a good night, working hard to fulfill his every kinky desire.

AU where Bakura is a spider monster of some sort, who builds giant webs alongside forest paths, catching and eating anything he can... even humans! But, when Ryou, an eager young man who studies monsters in his spare time, comes along and gets caught in Bakura's webs, and when all Ryou can do is be fascinated and even delighted by Bakura's web building and scary appearance and venomous fangs, even while the monster is actively cocooning him... well, Bakura might just decide to let this human stay alive awhile longer. Besides, it can get kind of lonely up on the mountain...

AU where Bakura is a young man who works at a zoo, caring for exotic snakes. One of his favorites is a shimmering white snake he calls 'Ryou;' the snake is very large and powerful, and can easily wrap around a human's body, but has a gentle, docile personality. One day, when Bakura goes to tend to the snake, he finds Ryou in a different form, having changed into an almost human looking creature. Ryou is actually a naga, and he explains that his kind stay in snake form until they are ready to mate; looking at Bakura with hungry eyes, Ryou says that he's ready to mate now, and eagerly takes his favorite caretaker down into his burrow. Although taken aback, Bakura soon decides that his fate could be worse than having love made to him by a beautiful snake man.

AU with fem!Ryou ; I really love the fics where Bakura is this big scary dude and Ryou is this shy gal who happens to be the only person in the world Bakura is at all gentle with.

AU with fem!Bakura ; I like the idea of Bakura being this awful mean gal who carries knives and hates everyone aside from Ryou, who is her kind hearted and artistic boyfriend. Bakura is an absolute nightmare towards Atem and the others, but she also gets this cute little smile whenever Ryou calls her 'pretty' or recites poetry to her.

AU with fem!Ryou and fem!Bakura ; lesbian ghost shenanigans ensue!

AU where dragon!Bakura kidnaps human prince Ryou ; the prince has silver hair and golden flecked brown eyes and ivory skin and ruby lips... he'll make a perfect addition to Bakura's treasure hoard! For his part, Ryou is delighted to get out of the palace and to avoid his princely duties.

AU where Bakura is a pirate and Ryou is the son of a merchant

AU where Ryou and Yugi die in a car accident ; the two wayward souls are taken in by the demon Bakura and the angel Atem (could be tendershipping and puzzleshipping, could be heartshipping and casteshipping, or could be trapshipping)

AU where their positions are switched ; Bakura is a teenager in Japan whose father is a historian who is always traveling abroad, leaving his trouble making pickpocketing son to take care of himself. Annoyed by his father's absence, Bakura steals an Egyptian artifact from among the treasures at his father's museum; it isn't until later that Bakura learns that a spirit called Ryou, an embittered orphan from Ancient Egypt who robbed graves and made deals with demons, is housed within the artifact.

same AU, but Bakura lives in modern day Egypt, and both Ryou and the artifact he possesses come from Japan; Ryou's entire farm village was slaughtered and torched by samurai, and Ryou dedicated his life to avenging his people.

AU where Bakura is a young man in the modern world who visits occult shops for his own amusement, not believing in the supernatural but enjoying the eerie aesthetics of it all. He gets a book on demon summing, treating it like pleasure reading, but then accidentally summons Ryou the incubus. The pretty little demon refuses to leave until he sleeps with Bakura, but Bakura refuses to sleep with a nonhuman creature who he just met (and who shouldn't exist in the first place, thank you very much!). And since Bakura won't sleep with him and Ryou refuses to leave, Bakura becomes the very unwitting roommate to a fluffy demon who keeps teasing him about his lack of a sex life.

Ryou creates his own avatar for the Memory World game, entering it of his own accord (because screw you, Shadi!). Inside the game, he encounters Bakura as the thief. The pair is taken aback by the realization that they can truly interact with one another in this manner, and sparks begin to fly, much to their own chagrin.

AU where Ryou is studying Ancient Egypt and starts learning about a man called 'the Thief King.' Becoming infatuated, Ryou sets about to bring the stranger back from the dead, if only to steal a kiss from the handsome thief that has stolen his heart from beyond the grave.

AU where Bakura is an FBI investigator and Ryou is the serial killer he's hounding. No one who meets Ryou suspects him – how could someone so kind and polite and gentle be a killer? - but Bakura has his suspicions. Ryou is going to have fun toying with the handsome detective! >:D

AU where Ryou is a bunnyman and Bakura is a naga ; snakes and bunnies are natural enemies, but there's nothing natural about the relationship between these two.

AU where Bakura is a thief who steals a holy artifact from the temple of the moon god, upsetting the cult who worship there. The moon god himself (Ryou) descends from the heavens to find the man responsible, but, meeting Bakura, changes his mind and decides to take the mortal for a lover.

AU with tall, buff, intimidating Bakura and short, cute Ryou

AU with tall, whip sharp Ryou and short, scrawny Bakura

AU where they meet in juvie; Bakura's there for theft, but Ryou stabbed a guy

AU with mute!Ryou

AU with partially blind Bakura ; after receiving a knife to the face, rending one eye completely dead, Bakura's vision just isn't what it should be

AU with Alpha Bakura and Omega Ryou

AU with Alpha Ryou and Omega Bakura

AU with archaeologist Ryou and undead mummy Bakura

Ryou has a nightmare and wakes up in the middle of the night. Bakura talks to him and calms him until he goes back to sleep. It's not until he wakes up the next morning that Ryou remembers that the Ring and the spirit inside have both been gone for several years now!

AU where Bakura is a vampire who stalks the mortal Ryou

AU where Bakura is a modern man who goes to rob a mausoleum, but accidentally awakens the vampire Ryou, who was trapped inside. Ryou takes Bakura as a servant, a source of fresh blood, and maybe something more. (This one is partially inspired by the 'Dark Shadows' TV series.)

AU where Ryou play around with a ouija board and Bakura is a random annoying spirit who comes to haunt him as a result.

AU where they're both werecats, with Bakura being a wild lynx and Ryou being a small white Persian housecat.

AU where Bakura is a human/bat hybrid creature with black wings and covered in dark fur. He is captured from the wild and kept as a pet by Pegasus, who keeps a strange menagerie of monsters. Bakura quickly tires of his enclosure, and plots to escape. That is, until Pegasus adds another one of his kind to the enclosure – a smaller albino version, with white wings and white fur and shiny pink eyes. The albino is Ryou, who was born and raised in captivity and has never seen the outside world. Bakura now has a new choice presented to him: stay in captivity with Ryou, or escape with Ryou to freedom?

AU where Bakura is a birdlike creature, with bright red and gold and purple plumes, and a nest decorated with many shiny things he's stolen over the years. With all these colors and glittering trophies, he attracts the attention of many females, none of whom interest him. It's not until he meets Ryou, a male of their species with bright blue and green and silver feathers that gleam in the light that Bakura decides to take a mate; Ryou is very shiny, and he looks like the living embodiment of treasure, and, like Bakura, he is also often surrounded by female admirers that he's not interested in. Bakura decides to make the pretty male his!

AU with fem!Thief, who finds Ryou quite alluring, and quietly plans out many elaborate ways to kidnap him and steal his heart. Ryou is aware of her intentions, and secretly enjoys the attention.

AU where Bakura and Ryou are both cupids; Bakura personifies sex appeal and shoots arrows of lust, while Ryou personifies puppy love and shoots arrows of adoration. Despite their vastly different natures, the two cupids are together and are very much in love. (Their job this week to play a little matchmaker and try to get the humans Yugi and Atem together.)

When Mani, under the influence of the Ring, sends Ryou away during DSOD, Ryou actually dies and goes to the afterlife. He is greeted by Atem, who assures him that he'll be alright. The pair talk for a bit, giving Ryou time to relax and decompress, before Atem brings someone in to meet Ryou. It turns out to be the Thief, who Atem says has a lot to explain and to apologize to Ryou for. Ryou is immediately on edge, remembering how terrible the Spirit of the Ring could be, but, under Atem's goading, allows his mind to meet with the Thief's, and they share memories and thoughts and emotions. The pair reach an understanding with one another and part on amicable terms when Atem takes Ryou's soul back to the land of the living.

AU where Bakura is a dark god, whose name and worship have almost fallen into obscurity. He has no body of his own, and can only interact with the mortal plane by inhabiting the body of a human, and his current body is getting old and feeble. Despite these setbacks, Bakura is fervently worshiped and adored by his acolyte Ryou, who is ready and willing to help give new life to his dying god. Luring another young man into his god's sanctum, Ryou performs a ritual, removing the man's spirit from his body, allowing the god Bakura to enter into the mortal's body to make it his own. The young man's spirit is put into the body that Bakura discarded, and he is quickly killed. Bakura is pleased with Ryou's actions, and takes the acolyte to bed for a reward.

AU where Ryou is a pizza delivery boy, and Bakura is the jerk who orders pizza from all the way across town, ensuring that he'll get the pizza for only the half the price. He doesn't even tip! This means war, Bakura!

AU where Bakura is an online gamer who makes his living by yelling at computer games and doing ridiculous stuff. Ryou is also an online personality, making art tutorials and selling his own artworks online. The two are very, very different, and don't seem like they would know one another in real life or like they would have very much in common but, unknown to their fanbases, they are secretly dating. (Bakura's fanbase heavily ship him with Marik, Atem, and other online gamers he hangs out with, and Ryou loves finding the worst shipfics he can find to embarrass his boyfriend with at home!)

Ryou thinks Bakura must be lonely, and keeps dabbling in arcane arts, trying to summon another spirit for Bakura to hang out with. Bakura has very different ideas and keeps trying to romance Ryou instead.

AU where Ryou and Bakura are the merperson and the prince from “the Little Mermaid”

AU where Ryou and Bakura are the cursed prince and the beautiful stranger from “Beauty and the Beast”

AU where Ryou and Bakura are the thief and the child of the sultan from “Aladdin”

AU where Ryou, Bakura, Yugi, and Atem are characters in a version of “Aladdin” ; Ryou and Yugi are thieves, and Ryou finds a magic lamp, accidentally releasing the genie Bakura from his imprisonment inside. In return, Bakura offers Ryou three wishes, and Yugi convinces Ryou to use the wishes to make them rich and get them close to the prince, a handsome man named Atem. Although Yugi tries to push Ryou into marrying the prince, Ryou falls for Bakura the genie instead; in a similar turn of events, Atem has fallen for Yugi.

AU where Amane lives, and she watches her brother fail at dating over and over again. One day, while her older brother is out, Amane goes snooping through his old occult stuff that he thinks she doesn't know about, and she accidentally summons the incubus Bakura. She tries to hide him for several days in her room, not knowing how to send him back. (Ryou knows she messed with his stuff, and he knows she's hiding something, but he doesn't know quite what.) After Bakura finally admits that, as an incubus, he can't leave after being summons unless he has sex with someone, Amane decides to offer up her lonely, sexually frustrated brother as tribute.

AU where Amane is much younger than Ryou, and she keeps sneaking into her brother's room to sleep with him during the night. She insists that there's a scary monster under her bed, and she's too afraid to face him alone. Finally having enough, Ryou takes her back to her room one night to prove to her that this monster doesn't exist – only to find that there is a monster, his name is Bakura, and, unfortunately, he's rather attractive. (Bakura is open to a trade, and soon Amane is sleeping soundly in her own room, while Bakura becomes the monster under Ryou's bed.)

AU where Ryou and Bakura are both ancient vampires who have been married for thousands of years

AU where Ryou and Bakura are both ancient vampires who have been the respective heads of warring clans for thousands of years (enemies to lovers).

AU where Ryou is a witch and Bakura is his demon familiar. Bakura is frustrated because his dark powers are used by Ryou to do good things, like making healing potions and helping crops flourish. Why in all the circles of Hell did Bakura get stuck with a good witch?!

AU where Bakura is a shark based merman whose got his eyes set on the merman Ryou.

AU where Bakura is an anglerfish like merman who lives in the deep dark of the ocean. Ryou, an angelfish like merman, goes exploring too deep, and finds himself drawn to Bakura's pretty lights.

AU where Ryou goes scuba diving and encounters the flirty shark merman Bakura.

AU where Ryou goes scuba diving and encounters an octopus (or squid) merman Bakura.

AU where Bakura falls into Wonderland (as in 'Alice in …') and ends up following Ryou the White Rabbit around.

AU where Ryou falls into Wonderland and tries to get directions from Bakura the Cheshire Cat.

AU where Ryou and Bakura are the main pair from “Good Omens,” with Ryou being Aziraphale (angel, polite, kind, loves food, fluffy hair, reads occult books) and Bakura being Crowley (demon, rude, likes music, snake eyes, yells a lot).

AU where Bakura is a supervillain in a world of heroes. He takes an interest in Ryou, a superhero sidekick in training, and begins seducing the other to the dark side.

AU where they're both werewolves (especially if they're experiencing a specialized mating season that drives them wild!)

AU inspired by the game “I Saw Her Standing There... But Then She Was a Zombie” ; Ryou and Bakura used to date, but Bakura has been turned into a zombie. Unable to turn his back on his love, Ryou keeps catching Bakura and keeping him hidden in a cage, safe from both hunters and other zombies. One day, Bakura breaks out of his cage, attacking cornering Ryou. But instead of eating Ryou, Bakura turns Ryou into a zombie, so he doesn't have to worry about accidentally hurting Ryou anymore.

AU where Ryou is Little Red Riding Hood and Bakura is the Big Bad Wolf

AU where Bakura is a god of cold and death, and he meets Ryou, a god of warmth and joy ; Bakura's heart of ice might just be melting.

AU where Bakura and Marik go exploring in the woods when they're children, finding many good rocks and snakes and bugs. They meet another little boy named Ryou, but Ryou is a little naga, with snake eyes and snake tail. Years later, Bakura still remembers meeting Ryou and insists that he's real, while Marik believes that day to be nothing more than their childish imaginations. They go back into the woods to prove one another wrong, and they run into Ryou again, as well as his brother Malik. (can be tendershipping and bronzeshipping, or can be conspireshipping)

AU inspired by the “Beetlejuice” movie ; Ryou, his father, and his stepmother Ms Chono, move into an older house. The house is haunted by an angry ghost named... well, he can't say his name. And he stinks at charades. He's attached to an intricate diorama left up in the attic, and Ryou is quick to befriend the nameless ghost, simply addressing him as 'Spirit.'

The Spirit of the Ring doesn't want to be trapped in the Ring forever; getting help from the Spirit of the Puzzle, Bakura corners a classmate girl named Miho, trapping her soul in a doll and hijacking her body for himself. Now as Miho, the Spirit of the Ring quickly and easily becomes Ryou's new friend... and maybe girlfriend?

[divineflower5]

Lil Khonsu things I gotta talk about . Because I love him

Once he knows you feel comfortable with him he'll be poking you in middle of the night to ask for attention

Toys, lots of them, also he likes scary animals like sharks and dinos

Will point at candy and ask if you can get them, and loves sharing them

Loves mini things

Sexual as heck, believing a good time with a lover or yourself is very good

Wants to be called scary and fearsome

Easiest way to make him grumpy is to call him cute or adorable, or to just say he has a bird face instead of a falcon face

Visits based on lunar phases

Loves you staring at the moon

Cartoons!!

Horror movies, stories and shows

[raeofgayshine]

Ahkmenrah’s Tablet (Part One)

This is a part one of a two part post (which I hope to finish tomorrow) explaining a little idea I had about Ahk’s tablet. The next part will go into so more details on the magic and how it works, but for now I thought I would share this: 

According to the third movie, we know that the tablet was forged in the temple of Khonsu and blessed by him so that the family could never be apart. Every night, they would rise with the moon. 

And so this got me thinking about a lot of things. Mainly, it got me thinking about what was sacrificed in order for them to have the tablet be blessed. And like there's a lot of theories on this (one of my other favs is a werewolf au but that's not here). A lot seem to agree that whatever the bargain was, it kept Ahk from ever truly passing over to the afterlife

It seems to make sense, right, that Ahk himself is somehow connected to his tablet, his soul is somehow tied to it coming to life, I know I saw at least one person say that like no matter what even if the tablet was not on Ahk couldn't die, he had given up his chance to find peace in the afterlife when the tablet was made (or rather his parents had), and so even if the tablet had fully corrupted in the 3rd movie and he had died he still could never be at peace

Which led to this nugget of an idea from me:

What if Ahk's tablet was literally part of his soul. 

You know, kind of like the way daemon's are in His Dark Materials?

Only this comes along with some extra cool abilities cause the tablet is magic, meaning Ahk to do some cool shit when the two are connected and the magic is flowing between them properly 

But of course, that isn't happening in the first movie. 

It hasn't happened for 54 years, not since Ahk was transported to amnh and was locked up, and his screams to get out were so loud that no one dared to free him. 

And then Cecil came along and told them about the curse and everyone was scared so they left him locked up 

Left Ahk unable to get to his tablet. 

Separated from part of his soul. 

The distance between the two just enough to cause an uncomfortable tugging, not quite pain but it's close. It's certainly not pleasant. 

Makes it impossible for Ahk to forget that he's locked away, that he has no way to escape, only makes his claustrophobia and his panic attacks all that much worse. 

The only thing that keeps him going during all those years, what keeps him calm in the darkest of moments, is reciting poetry. A technique him mother taught him when he was just a young boy, although all these thousands of years later it's his own poetry he recites more than anything else. 

It helps. But it doesn't take erase the fact that over time the uncomfortable twinge begins to fade, that the distance starts to become ordinary, and every day Ahk feels like his connection with the tablet is slowly slipping away.

And that's when we come to the third night in the first movie.

When the old night guards attempt to steal the tablet, and then Nicky grabs it and when everything comes back to life it's halfway across the museum 

And Ahk wakes up to an indescribable pain, like his heart is trying to rip it's way out of his chest and he almost can't breathe and Ahk has no idea what's happening, but he knows that something is wrong with his tablet, something has happened to his soul, he's gasping for air as he sobs, trying not to panic, trying to find it, but knowing that he was helpless to stop whatever was going on and maybe that hurts even more. 

He almost misses when Nicky runs into the room, but the feeling of his tablet being so close again is such a wave of relief that he just manages to form a cohesive realization that it must be close again, when suddenly the old night guards steal it back and the relief is replaced with pain once more. 

That's why he begins screaming through the pain to be let out because he has to get free, he has to go after his tablet, has to get it back before it gets too far and they both die from the distance.

When Larry lets Ahk out (to save himself and his son, mind you, but still he lets him out), Ahk is frantic. He's scared and he's in pain and he's desperate to get his tablet back. 

There's no chance for Larry to ask Ahk to call off the guards, because Ahk is fumbling his way out of the sarcophagus, ripping the bandages away from his face, stumbling to the ground in pain and trying to catch his breath, he's shaking and crying and choking on the dust and dirt and everything hurts

Instead of Larry's first view of Ahk being a scary, well composed, posh pharaoh, he instead sees a scared, hurt, child. 

"Where has my tablet gone?" Ahk all but demands, his voice quivering but still he does his best to use his intimidating pharaoh voice, and that combined with the fact the guards have not yet been called off is enough to make Larry worried and he stumbles through a quick explanation that Ahk can only half pay attention to, the rise and fall of the pain as the guards moved about proving to be a difficult distraction not to focus on. 

"-I promise, we'll help you get the tablet back, you just need to call off your guards, they think we're trying to hurt you but we're not and I'm pretty sure they only reason they haven't killed us is because you're in the way." The end of Larry's hurried explanation has Ahk lifting his head, and when he notices his guard's spears pointed into the tomb, he calls them off.

Ahk forces himself to his feet despite the pain, gripping the edge of his sarcophagus to keep him standing as he does his best to put on a composed face, introducing himself properly as his parents taught him. "I am Ahkmenrah. Fourth king of the fourth king, Ruler of the lands of my fathers." 

"Uh I'm Larry. Son of Milton. And this my son, Nick. And we hail from Brooklyn..." Larry replied slowly, concern flashing across his face as Ahk sways from a particular sharp wave of pain. Still, Ahk forces a smile, saying 

"Larry, Nick, Guardians of Brooklyn, I am forever in your debt. Now please," Ahk pauses as his voice breaks and swallows back a sob threatening to rise up from the pain. "Take me to these thieves so that I may retrieve my tablet."

Of course, Larry and Nicky agree to help Ahk, so they go to wait by near the gate as Ahk starts the slow and painful process of getting dress. It at least brings the relief from being trapped within the tight bandages, and as Ahk sets his crown on his head he feels just a little bit better. A little more free, a little more like himself than he has in years. 

He follows Larry and Nick through the halls trying to connect to his tablet, trying to figure out where it is, but it's been so long and there's so much going on, pain is mixing with panic and the museum is a mess and it's loud and he can't focus long enough to do so. 

Luckily he knows how to speak Hun on his own so he doesn't need it to talk to Attila (thankfully, otherwise they would have been in a load of trouble). It's during Larry's speech that it occurs to Ahk this is the first time in his life he hasn't been able to even feel his tablet, there's only pain and his own voice calling out desperately, but there was nothing there to respond. 

They set off searching, but they don't get very far before suddenly Ahk stumbles as the pain suddenly becomes overwhelmingly intense and he screams as he falls to the floor and for a moment everything hurts, like his entire body had been set on fire, it's the furthest his tablet has ever been in his life (including all the times Kah used to hide it claiming that a good pharaoh would be able to withstand the pain without flinching), and Ahk is fairly certain he won't survive if it gets much further so he desperately tries to stand, aided by Larry looks extremely concerned but also lost on what to do, Ahk is shaking so much he can hardly stay upright but he looks Larry in the eyes and says softly "They've left the museum."

Which sets Larry to a whole different stage of alarmed, and he doesn't even bother questioning how Ahk knows this, he just wraps one of the pharaoh's arms around his neck to provide support, and does his best to keep Ahk standing as the take off again after the thieves. 

Knowing that it'll be nearly impossible to find Cecil on their own out in the wild, Larry first takes them to free Sacagawea, hoping that she'll be able to track the tablet down. She agrees to do her best to try, and the four of them head out towards the loading dock. 

They leave Ahk on the stairs to catch his breath, still in too much pain to stand or be of much help, and he watches from that distance as they examine the track.

Rapidly the pain starts to lessen as Cecil comes towards them on the stagecoach and he manages to get down the stairs, but the relief clouds his thoughts and it's not until too late that he sees the stagecoach fly by, and it occurs to him that's where his tablet was.

The pain growing again, Ahk tells Larry "He's got my tablet!" 

Larry looks at Ahk, a thousand questions on the tip of his tongue, but before he gets a chance to ask them Jed and Oct are bursting out the door with Rexy close behind, and questions can wait until later because Larry has a plan and sure it might be a little crazy but so was everything else about this job and the museum and it couldn't hurt to try it out and see what happens.

It's not easy for Ahk to stay on Rexy, the combination of pain mixed with the fact the dinosaur bounced them with every step meant it took every ounce of Ahk's remaining strength and concertation to stay upright and stay on. The closer they get to the tablet the more the pain begins to ease up, and when Nicky starts laughing from the thrill of riding an actual dinosaur, Ahk manages a smile so he doesn't ruin the mood. 

When Larry catches up to Cecil Ahk feels like he might cry because finally, finally, his tablet was back in safe hands. And maybe he does cry just a little when he gets to hold it for the first time in 54 years, cradling it to his chest as if it's the most precious thing in the world and for Ahk it really kind of is.

Ahk's face lights up when he's successful in using the magic of the table to command the others to return home. For the first time since he has been let out, Ahk truly looks happy, and Larry can't help but smile back because his happiness was the contagious type you couldn't ignore. And because Larry thinks, after all Ahk had been through, it was nice to see him look so happy. 

Ahk helps Larry for a little while doing inventory of the returning exhibits, but after Teddy joins them, Larry suggests that Ahk take the rest of the night to recover and retreats to his tomb with his tablet to do so.

As soon as he's sure he's out of sight behind his sarcophagus he sinks to the floor, clutching the tablet to his chest, never feeling more grateful for the fact his outfit left his stomach bare and he could feel the cool metal against his skin. He counts his breaths as he tries to calm his still racing heart, soothe the fear that lingered from the events of the night. 

Just as he's calming down, Ahk feels the gentle tugging of the sunrise, the magic of his tablet slowly draining from his body, and reluctantly he stands and replaces the tablet on the wall before he pulls off his clothes and begins to wrap himself in his bandages again. 

Just as he's climbing back in his sarcophagus, Larry stops by on his rounds. When he notices there's some lingering fear on Ahk's face, Larry assures Ahk that starting tomorrow things would be different. "Your tablet isn't going to go anywhere, I promise. And when you wake up tomorrow it'll be there waiting for you.  You're not going to be locked up any longer, I promise." 

Before he leaves, Larry tells Ahk not to worry about putting his lid back on all the way, that he would come after the sun rose and close it for him. It helps to ease some of the panic in Ahk's chest that he can still see the tablet, can still feel the fresh air up until the moment the life leaves him again

[desertrosegoddess]

Hello! Can I get a general message from spirit/Universe? Thank you!! AM, cap ❤️🙏🏻

Hey~! Thanks for stopping in. I used my Anubis Oracle for you today.

KHONSU is here with a special message of divine timing. Breathe and trust. Allow things to unfold in their own time. It will come, just be patient. Be like the waters of the Nile and go with the flow and just relax the tension that’s building up in your soul and body. 

Allow lunar energies to fill your heart during this time. We all go through phases in life mundanely and spiritually. Let yourself go through those phases and changes without hesitation. Sure, changes can be scary at first but they are all worth it in the end. 

Everything will come in divine timing. Be patient with the universe and with yourself. It is most important. 

I hope this helps and that it resonated. Thank you again for stopping in. Nefer sedjmek–may you hear beautiful things.

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