#The Mummy Retuns

[megahorous]

I sawr a The Mummy [DVD] collection at the Dollar Store, but of course I already got those

[come-along-pond]

OC HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE 2023. day five - october 5th. TWISTED. VAMPIRES, WEREWOLES AND WITCHES...OH MY!

Lauran Murray as a Vengeful Spirit. In mythology and folklore, a vengeful ghost or vengeful spirit is said to be the spirit of a dead person who returns from the afterlife to seek revenge for a cruel, unnatural or unjust death.

From Godzilla to Dracula to The Mummy, the monster-verse is rich with lore. Today we focus on those monsters that never go out of style, after all they’re called classics for a reason. Is your oc Frankenstein or his monster?

Bellow the cut is a proper summary, tw for death/suicide.

After her time in the Love Island Villa, Lauran does not do well on the outside, she was bullied on national television, gaslit and emotionally tortured all for entertainment. A year after her debut on the UK's screens, she commits suicide, and finds herself returning as a ghost, a spirit if you will, and she's out for revenge. She haunts the contestants, and year after year, retunes to the villa to teach the producers, and the general public a lesson.

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[hypnoneghoul]

okay, question about ghost gear i’ve always wondered about

why do you think they play their songs in d standard or even drop c tunings? like they dont have even 1 song in e standard…. it fucks me up 😂 like once i tune my bass to d standard to learn ghost songs, im too lazy to retune it back to e to learn other songs, so like this past few weeks ive only been practicing ghost songs 😅

also what do you think if someday rain plays the songs with fingers rather than picks? bc i cant play with picks it’s too complicated

also id like to hear every thought you have about their gear or instruments in general so feel free to rant, you have at least one reader 😊

thank you so much for this ask! SO

D standard is my favourite personal tuning and I'd say the most used one in metal. I feel like it has more depth than E standard, and yeah, you technically could just play the same notes in E standard somewhere else on the fretboard but it's not the same. Also, it gives you more space to play the lower notes, because the lowest you can get is D and not E, and it makes a difference. Add to it that D standard makes the strings a tiny bit looser than they would be in E so i think it's more comfortable to do bends or something like that. I personally feel somewhat of stiff while playing in E. I love D standard, but also C standard (C-F-A#-D#-G-C). Playing solos in that? PERFECT, it's so comfortable. As for Ghost itself, I think Tobias picked the most common metal tuning and stuck with it, becasue why not, its a good tuning?

As for the drop C tuning, there are few songs in it, and it seems like its mostly for the note range and practical comfort of playing. Because if the E string would be in D, and not C, for Mummy Dust, then all the strings would have to be tuned down and there would be a lot of jumping up and down the fretboard. Its just fitting, C gives a LOT of depth, and comfortable.

About picks for bass, I myself use them sometimes but I'm team fingerstyle. Rain has to use picks because all Ghost songs are played with picks originally, it does make a difference in sound. He'll go for the fingers sometimes but it more of a fooling around, as far as I noticed. For me fingerstyle gives me more "contact" with a bass, I feel like I've got more control. A pick is fun for the tone it gives you and some fun picking patters you can get with it. Look at Con Clavi, for example. As far as the sound itself goes, fingers give softer one, pick a more concrete, tougher tone. Well, unless you've got calluses so hard your fingers are are rough as a pick LMAO, then its not that soft of a sound with fingerstyle.

If you'd have any more questions feel free to ask!

[jackobee]

Walkin through a temple and this greets you...

Wyd?

[blu-joons]

He Takes Your Son To The Studio ~ Jung Hoseok

Everyone spun around as soon as studio door opened, and little footsteps echoed in. Your son held tightly onto Hoseok’s arm, looking around at all the boys who looked down at him. As he took in the sight, the corners of his mouth slowly turned up into a smile.

“Go and say hi,” Hobi encouraged, letting go of his tiny hand so that he could run towards the boys. Each of them crouched down, pulling him into a tight hug.

“We’re going to have such a good day,” Jimin smiled.

Your son held onto Jimin first before moving down the line to greet the rest of the boys, Namjoon being the last at the end of the line. “Whatever happens today, you have to promise not to tell mummy.”

“If she only knew the things we got up to when she wasn’t here,” Jungkook laughed, scooping your son high into the air. “Everything that we do is definitely going to be our secret from Y/N.”

Jungkook led him over to a little corner they’d set up to keep him away from their rehearsal, filled with plenty of things all of them knew he would love. “This is cool,” he giggled.

“Maybe you could do a picture for mum,” Hobi suggested, “that would be nice for her.”

After you came down with a sickness bug that morning, Hobi had no choice but to take your son to the studio to keep him out of your way. Despite your best argument to let him know he’d be fine, Hobi knew it would be better for him to take care of your son, even if he was at work.

Your son nodded, sitting down on the wooden floor with a thud. “I’ll draw her something to make her feel better,” he announced, tipping the pack of pencils across the floor.

Hobi stayed beside him for a few moments, making sure that he was settled with what he was doing before starting the rehearsal. At each moment he had a pause in the routine his eyes would be looking across to make sure your son was happy with his drawings.

For the most part, your son was enthralled with his drawings, but as the rehearsal went on, he soon found himself staring up in admiration of his dad and his uncles. Your son loved to watch Hobi dance as often as he could.

His little feet soon began to tap against the floor as he waited patiently for the rehearsal to come to an end and show off his painting to them all. As soon as the music cut, he leaped up and ran across to Hobi, letting the piece of paper float behind him.

“Look!” He giggled, holding onto it proudly.

“Wow,” Hobi smiled, turning the paper the right way round so that he could see the picture. “It definitely looks like mummy; you’ve got her nose perfectly.”

“Is that supposed to be Y/N?” Jin whispered, standing beside Hobi as he studied the drawing.

An elbow jamming into his stomach quickly silenced Jin, as he knelt down to compliment your son on what a great drawing he’d done. Once all the members had seen his creation, Hobi placed it safely in his bag to take home for you.

The boys had hoped that after keeping his attention on something for a while your son would tire, but if anything, it made him worse. Yoongi tried to encourage him to draw another picture, but instead he chose to begin running around the studio, begging for someone to play with him. The boys were all exhausted, laying down on the floor as your son raced around each of them, nudging them until they woke back up.

“How about I see what I can find in the vending machine,” Hobi sighed.

“Where the sweets are?”

Hobi’s head shook, your son was wise and cheeky, sometimes a little too wise for his age, but definitely as cheeky as his father was.

Your son was very aware of what the vending machine went, climbing onto Hobi’s stomach, bouncing up and down until he was on his way to the machine. Namjoon and Jungkook were the first ones up, seeing how tired Hobi was, they took a hand each of your son and pulled him up.

“How about your two favourite uncles take you to have a look at the vending machine,” Jungkook teased, “I’m sure daddy would appreciate five minutes away from you.”

“And I’m sure you love to spend more time with us then you do with daddy,” Namjoon laughed.

Your son skipped between them both down towards the vending machine, grabbing everything the boys had mentioned they wanted before letting your son run free. With several bags of sweets in his hand, he retuned to the studio a few moments facing the wrath of his father.

Hobi’s eyes darted between Jungkook and Namjoon at the volume of sweets your son held onto. It was alright for them who would be able to leave soon, but you and Hobi would be the ones dealing with the consequences trying to get your son to sleep that night.

“I want to dance,” he announced, tearing open one of the sweet packets.

Hobi had never pushed your son into dancing but seeing how much your son loved to dance certainly made him happy. Your son looked up to Hobi, especially at his concerts, not a lot of it made sense to him at such a young age, but if there was one thing he did know, it was that his daddy was one of the best dancers in the world.

“I’ll teach you,” Jimin smiled, taking a hold of his hand whilst Hobi continued to take a few minutes rest, sat down beside Taehyung.

“You’ve got a good kid,” Taehyung smiled, resting his hand against Hobi’s shoulder. “He definitely takes after you, how does he never run out of energy?”

The boys fell in love with your son as soon as they met him, whenever you needed their support, they were there. Your son loved having six people who doted on him too, he knew they weren’t his family, but they were definitely as good as.

“He never stops,” Hobi chuckled, watching on as Jimin began to teach him some steps from Dynamite.

“Now you can see how much of a struggle it’s been dealing with you after all these years.”

Hobi knew he was a ball of energy, but even his son was an exaggeration on that. He didn’t think anyone could compare to him when it came to energy, but your son definitely proved him wrong.

“He seems to enjoy being here though,” Jin added, taking a seat on the other side of Hobi. “It’s probably nice for him to get out of the house for a while.”

Both of them stared across at Hobi, but his mind was elsewhere, transfixed on the image of his son dancing around the studio to a routine he’d spent so long performing around the world.

Seeing the smile your son had when he danced filled Hobi with pride, your son loved to learn from Hobi, especially all of the BTS routines. At concerts and shows, he could always be found in the wings trying to mimic the steps.

“He’s amazing,” Hobi mumbled, finally breaking his trance. “I’m probably the luckiest person in the world to have a son like him.

“You’re twins,” Jin chuckled, nudging gently against his side, “you’ve definitely got yourself a mini me in him.”

“I know, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

---

Masterlist

[theshotsheardacrossworlds]

Vows (Chapter 3)

In which Agi and Estinien visit their sixth child Celestine---a fashion designer in Radz-at-Han for some renewal outfits.

Celestine Varlineau admired her latest designs in her own little boutique in Radz-at-Han. Having apprenticed and traveled, she decided to return home to stay close to her parents but not living there, choosing instead to live above her boutique.

She was not shocked to see her parents wander in one warm, sunny afternoon. “Mummy! Bapa!”

“Hello, sweetie! How are you?” Agnes asked, hugging her second daughter tightly. Estinien followed close behind. His limp isn’t so bad today. Excellent!

“Good! Just had an order for a bridal party, so that’s exciting! How are you two? Keeping out of trouble, Bapa?” She winked. Her father retuned the wink and tapped his cane on the floor.

“Heh, you know it. Me and Mummy want to commission you to make our outfits for our anniversary celebration in Ishgard. Now, now,” he held up a hand when Celestine opened her mouth. WHAT?! “we are paying you full price. Just think of us as regular clients, not your parents.”

Uhhhhhhhhhhh. “I appreciate that very much, but—”

“No buts! Except your Mummy’s.” He pinched his wife’s ass, and Celestine groaned. You two…you two are worse than horny teenagers.

“Alright Bapa, enough. Since you’re both insisting then…let’s have a seat and discuss what you want.” She showed them to a small table with a decorated Hannish tablecloth and a few chairs. “Let’s start with Mummy.”

Agnes thought for a moment. “Oooooh, I’d love a flowy off-white dress that’s long---Ishgard is cold after all---and a low neckline.”

Estinien chuckled.

Mummy always said if you’re proud of yourself then show yourself off. She really loves her tits! Celestine started sketching. “What else Mummy?”

“Hmm, I’m not sure what else. Maybe some new flats?”

Sparkly flats. Mummy loves sparkles. Celestine nodded and made a few notes before turning to another page. “Alright Bapa, your turn.”

“Well,” Estinien scratched his chin. “Nothing too fancy. A nice pair of trousers…white shirt…mayhap a waistcoat or something? I’ve got boots.”

No, you don’t have boots that are appropriate for a vow renewal. “Any pattern or silk on the waistcoat?”

“Ooooooh, what about a nice blue silk on the back that matches your eyes, love?” Agnes was practically giddy with excitement. “That would look so handsome on you.” Mummy, as always, is absolutely right!

Estinien took her hand and squeezed it. “If you think so, my love, then let’s do that.”

Celestine looked over her notes and preliminary sketches and grinned. “Perfect. I’ll get started on these as soon as I’m able…but first I need accurate measurements for both of you.”

“Ladies first.” Estinien murmured, pinching his wife’s ass as she approached Celestine.

“Bapa, can you…be normal for five minutes?” Celestine groaned, charming the measuring tape and taking her mother’s measurements.

“Hmph, you should know, little one, that this is normal. I can’t resist your Mummy.” Estinien harrumphed, much to the chagrin of his second daughter. GET A ROOM!!!! “Mummy is—”

“Mummy is very happy to have so much attention, but love please, we’re in Celestine’s shop as paying customers not her parents.” Agnes giggled and winked at Celestine. THANK. YOU. MUMMY. You two can be embarrassing as fuck at home in my company, not in my shop! WHAT IF SOMEONE WALKS IN AND SEES THEM BEING…THEM?!?!

“Fine, fine.”

The rest of visit went without any more incidents, except when Bapa told me to leave some room in his trousers for his belly. Gods, he’s such…he’s the best father in the world but so embarrassing!

I hope they like what I make. I mean, they always do! Always! My biggest supporters are them, but this is important. I need to make the best garments ever for them.

“You didn’t have to embarrass her so much, love.” Agnes giggled as they walked to the nearest aetheryte. “I thought she was going to tell you off!”

Estinien laughed heartily and squeezed his wife’s hand. “Heh, I was hoping she would. She’s always so funny when she does that. Yet another thing our second daughter has in common with you.” As they approached the aetheryte, Estinien stopped and turned to look at Agnes. “Do you mind sitting with me a while when we get home? Tis such a nice day, not too warm—”

He was interrupted by her taking his face in her hands and kissing him soundly. When she broke the kiss, she was smiling. “My darling grumpy dragon, as if I would ever say ‘no’ to that.”

Then she pinched his ass as she teleported away.

“AGI, YOU NAUGHTY LITTLE SAUSAGE ROLL!”

[willandkatealways]

Taken

A/N This is a different kind of Will and Kate fanfic I hope y'all like it.

Kate opened her eyes in the darkness, she had to be strong if she was going to get out of this mess. She knew they would kill her but would wait for the right time so she had to believe there was time. It looked like a warehouse of some kind. Her heart broke for her family. William would be heartbroken and she couldn't bear to think of the children. How long would it be before they killed her?

5 hours earlier

William woke up with Kate curled into him, they both had busy schedules today but these quiet moments made it worth it.

"Good morning sweetheart." He heard her soft whisper.

"Another busy day, should be done by the time the kids are out of school." Will said covering her face with kisses.

Kate sighed as she heard Charlotte running in, "Maybe to tonight." She whispered, "Lottie what have we said about knocking sweetheart?"

"I have to knock and wait to be invited in. But this was important mummy!" Charlotte exclaimed climbing onto the bed.

William chuckled, "Well what is the emergency?" He said tussling her bedhead.

"I'm hungry!" She said rubbing her tummy.

Kate smiled, "Well that is emergency! Are your brothers awake?"

Charlotte giggled as her daddy swung her into his arms, "George is playing in his room and Louis is talking to himself. He's silly."

William heard Maria calling for Charlotte, "Maria shes in here!"

Maria helped with the kids as Kate fixed a quick breakfast, she knew people would be shocked to know that she fixed her children breakfast and fixed lunches.

"You are visiting the children's hospital today correct?" Kate nodded at William as she spooned oatmeal to give Louis.

Maria was faking the children to school this morning so Kate made sure to get hugs and kisses before her team would be here to get her ready. "I love you both! Have fun today and learn lots!"

William finished feeding Louis while Kate got ready. "Just you and me kid." Louis was such a happy baby, he rarely fussed unless he had a dirty diaper but William felt that showed good sense. "Mummy is planning your first birthday, you will get cake and maybe a few presents."

He looked up when Kate walked in, she was wearing a blue overcoat with black heels and a matching hat band. "Louis isn't mummy beautiful?"

Louis looked at her and smiled his baby grin, "mamama"

Kate smiled, "thank you my handsome boys. I have to scoot but give me a kiss. I love you." She said kissing Louis head. She turned to William, "and I love you." She pressed her lips to William's, "I won't be late."

Present

William was outraged, his wife, his Kate had been taken. He would never forget the look on his protection officers face "Repeat." The man had said, his face pale and then those words, "Confirm the swan has been abducted."

William had lunged at the man, screaming at him, no matter that they were in an engagement. "Where is my wife? Where is she?"

And they hadn't known, they had taken him from the engagement and now he was on his way to Buckingham palace for his safety which he thought was crazy, they should be out finding her not worrying whether he stubbed his toe. "My children? Where are they?"

"They have been picked up and are on their way to the palace as well, they do not know."

William nodded and closed his eyes, where was she? Was she scared? If they hurt her, he trailed off he couldn't think that way.

He saw Charlotte talking a mile a minute in his father's lap, George was telling Harry about a spider at school. They were so blissfully unaware. He had to be to be strong for them, he looked around for Louis but didn't see him. "Where is Louis?" Fear clutched at him, what if he had been taken as well, then he saw Megan holding a smiling Louis, "Thank God" he murmured.

Charles forced a smile at his eldest son, "Glad you could join us son, Camillia why dont you take the children outside to play a spell?" He continued smiling as William hugged and kissed his children and ushered them out.

The second all three were out of earshot William exploded, "Where is she? I have to find her, I dont have time to sit around here!"

"Son, I know you are frustrated and upset but we have good men looking for her. You know you have to stay here." Charles tried to explain.

In his 36 years he had never come so close to hitting his father, "You cannot expect me to sit here! She needs me! She could be scared or hurt...or...no I will not lose her!" He felt Harry grab his arm and he shook it off. "Fine, if you won't help me, I will find her myself!"

He hadn't seen his grandmother and the Prime Minister walk in, "William please hear us out and then we will discuss the next steps."

Meanwhile, across town, "She is a pretty woman." The man named Rick ran his hand down her cheek, he took off the gag over mouth.

"What do you want?" She winced at how dry and sore her throat was, she had lost track of how long she had been in the dark warehouse.

"If we had time, a piece of you but we already sent your ring to the Prime Minister, do you think they know you are gone?" He seemed to enjoy taunting her, obviously he was the ringleader. So far she had counted only three men, they hadn't blind folded her, she knew they figured she would be dead before she could identify them.

Her wrists were raw from her trying to free them, "I know they know I am gone as do you." She had seen the news when they had showed her of William being led out of his engagement early, he had his public face on but she had seen the fear in his eyes.

"As soon as they give me what I want I will let you go." He said with a sneer.

"No you won't, you didn't blindfold me so you are planning to kill me. If and when you do, William will make sure you never breathe again." He grabbed her breast and she spat in his face. He slapped her and she tasted blood. She didn't react that's what they wanted.

She had to control her temper and figure out a way out of this mess.

William sat down as his grandmother did, then Teresa May handed him an envelope, "This was sent to me today, there is no way to know who it is from."

He gasped as he touched the ring, the blue sapphire sparkled, he clutched it as he opened the note.

"By now you know that we have the Duchess of Cambridge, give us what we want and she will not be harmed. Release Angus McCoy and she will be retuned. If not she dies."

"Who is Angus McCoy?" William asked, "Wait he was responsible for that bombing a few months back?" Teresa nodded.

William couldn't hear anymore, he didn't want to hear how England does not negotiate with terrorists.

He got up and began pacing, "Do you know where she is? It's been hours."

Elizabeth nodded, "Yes, we have been able to pinpoint her location. Catherine's phone has a GPS tracker, apparently they took it and turned it off but now it's been turned back on. This is most likely a trap but an MI-6 team will go in and see what they can do."

William shot up, "I am going with them Granny, you cannot keep me here!"

Charles started to argue but Elizabeth shook her head, "Very well but you will abide by these rules. You will go in capacity of the pilot, you will not leave that helicopter for any reason. You must remember that other lives are at stake. I have told Captain Simpson that he is in charge and if you do not stay or try to argue he has my permission to handcuff you to the helicopter."

He looked from his grandmother to his father, he had forgotten Harry and Megan were in the room. "I understand, let me say goodbye to the children and I will be ready."

As William went into the garden, Charles turned to his mother, "Are you sure about this? What if he is captured?"

"If something happens to her, he will never forgive himself, he is a grown man and I have a feeling he will do as he's been told. He doesn't have to actually rescue her, but he needs to feel hes done something. " Honestly she wondered if it was a wise decision but Philip had convinced her.

William stood a moment watching them play, he walked to where Louis was crawling on a blanket. Louis looked so much like Kate it took his breath away. Since Louis was only a baby he could be honest. "Sweet boy, mummy is in danger but I am going to get her back. We need her don't we? I just cannot do this alone. I love you pumpkin." He kissed his cheek and gave him a cuddle. "Georgie, Lottie come here please."

"Daddy has to go on a quick trip in the helicopter but I will be back as soon as I can. Be good and help Maria with Louis." He said hugging them both tight.

George looked around, "Where is mummy? She said she would be here when we got home from school."

William hated lying, but he didn't want George to worry. "She was delayed, but she sends her love and will be home soon."

Across town, Catherine lay her phone down, a while ago she had gotten her hands free. They had left her phone out, so she had turned it on knowing the GPS would work. She hoped it was on long enough to get help and then turned it back off. She hadn't dare try to call. She put her hands behind her back as she heard footsteps down the hall. Please God let someone find me, she prayed.

The chopper was ready, William met the team and jumped in the pilot seat. The coordinates showed a warehouse still inside London city limits.

Andrew Simpson watched him, he was there with two more teammates, not a large number but if there Intel was right it was all they needed. He hoped Catherine could hold her own and not go to pieces. "Your highness" he began but was cut off by "You are going to save my wife's life please call me Will."

"Very well, Will tell me about your children? Trust me, right now you are paralyzed in fear for your wife but trust me talking about your children helps." Andrew Simpson had been through similar situations in war.

William nodded and cleared his throat, "My little girl, Lottie, people always say there's a bond between fathers and daughters and I never knew how right they were until we had her. She is our little darling, but dont let her fool you mischievous is her middle name. She is a little mother to Louis, loves to see what he is up to and help Kate with him." He was surprised to feel himself relaxing. "Louis is my baby, he is the happiest boy in the world. He looks so much like Kate. George boy he is a scamp, he really keeps us on our toes has since he was born really tests the limits sometimes but you won't find a bigger heart." He became lost in thought thinking of them, of George bringing home baby animals he swore were lost or hurt and needed care.

As they got close, Captain Andrew Simpson asked him to stay and he nodded as he landed near the warehouse. He had a weapon and knew how to shoot. "If you have a gun give it to her, she is skilled at shooting."

He watched as the team ran towards the warehouse. It killed him to stay but he knew he would be more of a hindrance than a help. Please God she has to be okay.

Catherine heard the gunshots, she tried to get a low as she could. She prayed someone was coming. Rick grabbed her by the hair and yanked her back holding a gun to her head. "I will blow your brains out princess." He sneered.

There was a pop and he fell, she looked in horror as blood poured around him. "Your highness, I am Captain Andrew Simpson, let's get out of here. Will said you could shoot, please carry this. Anything happens keep running when you get outside you'll hear the chopper run to it."

Kate nodded and grabbed her phone, she didn't want it to fall into the wrong hands.

The chopper was in the parking lot next door and she saw with a gasp her husband sitting inside.

Will turned to look, he almost couldn't believe it, he jumped from the helicopter and ran to her, "Kate oh baby thank God you are okay!" He held her in his arms until he realized there was an audience and he needed to get her to safety.

When Catherine woke up she knew she was in the hospital, she heard the beeping from the machine next to her. She looked over and saw William on the phone. When he saw her he hung up, "Hey baby how are you? They are going to release you soon. You have been asleep over 48 hours."

While she had slept William had finally taken a moment to look at her, he saw the bruises on her face and her cut lip. Her wrists were raw and bloody, rage filled him. If the scum wasn't head he would kill him.

Now she was awake and kept watching him, "The children?" He smiled of course she was more concerned about them.

"George knows a bad man hurt you but that I and a team of soldiers rescued you. Charlotte knows you were hurt but okay. Louis is blissfully unaware of anything." Will had told the kids that morning when Pippa had come to stay with Kate.

Tears filled her eyes, "oh Billy I was so scared. I thought I would never see you and the children again." She cried clinging to him.

"I know sweetheart, I was scared too but you are safe now. I love you always." They held one another as dawn broke. The bruises would fade but together they could overcome anything.

A/N hope y'all liked it!

[kirsty-peacock]

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