#ahkmenrah/larry daley

[lupines-slash-recs]

Rec: All by the Way by coldfusion9797

Title: All by the Way Author: coldfusion9797 Canon: Night at the Museum Pairing: Larry Daley/Ahkmenrah Rating: Mature [R] Word Count: 14,591 Summary: The return of Ahkmenrah to New York City changes Larry’s life all over again.

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[sketchy-doge1]

Tiny parade!

[caterpillarinacave]

NATM Texposts 7/???

[monsterhighalumni]

is this anything

[retrobr]

Finally finished this little series with some NATM characters as Sylvanian Families figurines. Also I thought I'd add the drawing of Jed and Oct again in case anyone hasn't seen it so yeah

[kapsloc7]

I LOVE HIM can you tell

Closeup and rambling under the cut

RAHH I'm still trying to relearn digital art but I LOVE HOW THIS TURNED OUT???? The gold tones were so fun to color (and also rami malek is so beautiful)

I have plans for some more NATM art so hopefully my hyperfixation stays for that I neeed to draw jedtavius auughhgh

also i've never really made comics before so i was really playing around with how to put dialogue in, hopefully they look okay :') and in the last picture, the bug ahk is holding is called a hieroglyph cicada! Which i thought was neat :3

any natm fans that wanna chat about these silly guys hmu

[splasheditz]

AHK- HELP

[deuce-t]

Have some shitty fake tweet edits

[arttsuka]

Eating your art style, sorry

Anyways, imagine if Jed can read Chinese (learned from the railroad workers, both historically and movie canon! Well meaning they speak Chinese in the movie) And translates something into English for Larry while everyone just collectively goes "sorry, huh?"

Larry would be so done with that situation

Imagine your boyfriend knowing Chinese but not being able to learn Latin

Edit: there's, there's a fanfic of this now. Go read it.

[letthewhumpbegin]

Night at the Museum: Secret of the Tomb (2014)

My GIF masterlist

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Rec: Your Lips Are Moving by Darke_Eco_Freak

Title: Your Lips Are Moving Author: Darke_Eco_Freak Canon: Night at the Museum Pairing: Larry Daley/Ahkmenrah Rating: Teen [PG] Word Count: 1,862 Summary: Wherein an ancient Egyptian Pharaoh has an obsession and a Brooklyn night guard has a distracting little habit.

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[scranndo]

childhood crush

[caterpillarinacave]

NATM Text Posts; Part 2/???

[artblogbyhailey]

I need someone to give ahkmenrah a cat

[nyahkmenrah]

Local Ahkmenrah fictive makes shitty memes to cope with missing everyone from his source

[stoeptepel]

Natm reincarnation Au idea,

The tablet stayed at the museum after the third movie, but something terrible happened to it years later. Maybe it got stolen and melted down, or it got destroyed. Larry had no time to say goodbye to his family, and this hit him hard.

He struggled with grief/depression and Nicky tries his best to help him through it but he himself is also taking it hard.

Larry barely comes out of his home for weeks and couldn't bear to go anywhere near the museum until one day he decided that he needed to say goodbye and try his best to move on, not just for himself but also for Nicky and his lost family.

He goes to the museum a final time and wanders the halls with tears in his eyes, silently saying goodbye to everyone.

Suddenly, he bumps into someone, and a voice apologizes to him. The voice sounds familiar, and when Larry looks up to tell the person he is fine, the words get stuck in his throat.

The young man in front of him looks exactly like Ahkmenrah.

Larry stands frozen, and the man looks a bit uncomfortable at the silence.

"Uhm, I'm sorry sir, is there perhaps something on my face?"

Larry feels on the edge of a full-blown panic attack. He is finally losing it. He is starting to see things out of grief. What will he tell his son!

Before Larry could stutter out a panicked goodbye, the man in front of him freezes. He is blinking rapidly, and his brows furrow so hard it looks painful. He sways on his feet, and Larry automatically catches his arm to hold him up.

"Wha- where am I- Larry?"

It feels like time stands still.

"Guardian of Brooklyn, what happened? I remember going to sleep with sunrise and suddenly I woke up in a bed and-"

Before Ahk could finish his sentence, Larry pulled him in a tight hug with a loud sob. He doesn’t care about the how and the why, he found his friend, the closest thing to a second son he has. He'll feel embarrassed about sobbing so loud in public, but for now, he is just glad to feel his friend alive and breathing under his arms.

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He doesn’t know why, but something drew him to the national history museum. It felt like a pull, like the feeling of home calling to him. He never was one for history or other academics but he just knew he had to go there.

Walking in those halls felt familiar, but he couldn't tell why if asked. Without realizing it his feet moved him to the room with all the miniatures. He stopped in front of the display of the West and just stared.

He doesn’t know how long he stood there thinking, time seemed to stand still, and vague memories are brushing against his mind, close but just out of reach. A sigh pulls him out of his thoughts. A man with dark hair is standing in front of the Roman display seemingly lost in the same way. The familiar feeling returns like a physical punch, and he can't stop the soft gasp escaping his lips.

The sound makes the man turn to him and seeing those dark eyes is the thing that smashes through the walls in his mind.

Jedediah memories slam into him like a ruthless wave, memories of his life in the old West, his death, the first time he woke in the museum, and all the memories of him, the man in front of him.

"Octavius."