#Imhotep imagines

[random-imagines-blog]

Imagine Imhotep being surprised that you have feelings for him.

Imhotep was stunned into silence by the action that you had taken, one that he had not asked you for, and would not have asked you for. The armies that he had amassed centuries ago and today, in this modern world, had been expendable and he would have thrown any one of them in front of him to save his own life - but not you. And you had gone ahead and jumped right in front of the bullet.

He marched down the sandy dune, raising his arms, causing the hot grains to go flying into the eyes and mouth of his enemies, the ones that had shot you down, all the while keeping his eyes on you rather than the prisoners.

You were not too badly harmed. You were not going to die. The bullet had passed straight through your arm without hitting any of the major arteries. Sitting up, you tried to rip some of the fabric from your attire to create a bandage but it wasn’t coming off without a fight. You grit your teeth while pulling, trying to tear -

His bare feet stopped next to you, and he crouched, barely a sweat drip on his golden face. He ripped off part of his tattered robe and wrapped it around your wound, pulling it tight. Secured it with a knot from ancient times. “Why?” He asked, eyes narrowed.

“Why what? Did I take the bullet?” You asked, breathing through the stinging pain. Might not be deadly but it hurt, it definitely hurt. You matched the eye contact. You squinted against the sunlight that was heavy upon the area. “You know why.”

He did not, at least, not at first. Realization began to fill his gaze and his entire face softened. But you continued before he could say anything. “I am not your love. I accept this. But I will continue to fight for you as if I was.”

He remained soft. The side that rarely got to be seen. Especially by his enemies, who saw him as evil, as vicious, as powerful. His hands, soft with rejuvenation, caress at your chin, making sure that you could not look elsewhere. “I am not opposed to a second wife.”

Requested by: Anonymous

[tawneybel]

Imagine Imhotep insisting on wearing a robe and mask around you, because you keep applying moisturizer to him. Even after he told you it won’t do much good until after he rejuvenates himself via others’ flesh.

Afterwards, you can rub lotion on him all you want.

Note: Sharing skincare routine = act of love.

[datenightfright]

>.> could you perhaps if you had inspiration write a part two to your "The hunt" with imhotep? perhaps nsfw if possible? Also happy holidays!!

We all know what's under the cut:

"How long has it been," Imhotep asks sliding into you with ease, "Since we've been with each other like this?" You know the exact answer to his question. Four months, nine days, three hours. You don't say it aloud though, you don't want him to know you're counting. The truth is, you had developed some major feelings for Imhotep, but he only wanted you for your body. At one point you thought you could handle this cat and mouse game with him, but somewhere along the way the lines became entirely too blurry. This had to be the last time, it just had to.

"Hey," Imhotep stops rutting into, noticing your distance. He kisses you softly bringing you back into the moment, "Stay with me." He says pulling back after a while. You nod, not trusting yourself to speak. He presses his body close you yours and inhales your scent. As you reach your orgasm you know this really will be the last time. Because the next time you meet him, it'll be to kill him. He is evil, after all.

You orgasm is toe curling as always, your cries of pleasure drowned out by Imhotep's. He hovers over for a long moment before kissing you tenderly. Pulling back after a moment or two he rests his forehead against yours. "I love you," He admits. Your heart gives a painful squeeze. You want nothing more than to tell him you love him too, but you know better than that, he wants you for nothing more than your body. He rolls off of you then settles in close, placing one last kiss to your shoulder. As he falls asleep you're now more determined than ever to make this your last night with him. Your life depended on it.

[lena-after-dark]

thinkin about adding imhotep to the character roster

[whencyclopedia]

A Brief History of Egyptian Art

Art is an essential aspect of any civilization. Once the basic human needs have been taken care of such as food, shelter, some form of community law, and a religious belief, cultures begin producing artwork, and often all of these developments occur more or less simultaneously. This process began in the Predynastic Period in Egypt (c. 6000 - c. 3150 BCE) through images of animals, human beings, and supernatural figures inscribed on rock walls. These early images were crude in comparison to later developments but still express an important value of Egyptian cultural consciousness: balance.

Egyptian society was based on the concept of harmony known as ma'at which had come into being at the dawn of creation and sustained the universe. All Egyptian art is based on perfect balance because it reflects the ideal world of the gods. The same way these gods provided all good gifts for humanity, so the artwork was imagined and created to provide a use. Egyptian art was always first and foremost functional. No matter how beautifully a statue may have been crafted, its purpose was to serve as a home for a spirit or a god. An amulet would have been designed to be attractive but aesthetic beauty was not the driving force in its creation, protection was. Tomb paintings, temple tableaus, home and palace gardens all were created so that their form suited an important function and, in many cases, this function was a reminder of the eternal nature of life and the value of personal and communal stability.

Early Dynastic Period Art

The value of balance, expressed as symmetry, infused Egyptian art from the earliest times. The rock art from the Predynastic Period establishes this value which is fully developed and realized in the Early Dynastic Period of Egypt (c. 3150 - c. 2613 BCE). Art from this period reaches its height in the work known as The Narmer Palette (c. 3200-3000 BCE) which was created to celebrate the unity of Upper and Lower Egypt under King Narmer (c. 3150 BCE). Through a series of engravings on a siltstone slab, shaped as a chevron shield, the story is told of the great king's victory over his enemies and how the gods encouraged and approved his actions. Although some of the images of the palette are difficult to interpret, the story of unification and the celebration of the king is quite clear.

On the front, Narmer is associated with the divine strength of the bull (possibly the Apis Bull) and is seen wearing the crown of Upper and Lower Egypt in a triumphal procession. Below him, two men wrestle with entwined beasts which are often interpreted as representing Upper and Lower Egypt (though this view is contested and there seems no justification for it). The reverse side shows the king's victory over his enemies while the gods look on approvingly. All these scenes are carved in low-raised relief with incredible skill.

This technique would be used quite effectively toward the end of the Early Dynastic Period by the architect Imhotep (c. 2667-2600 BCE) in designing the pyramid complex of King Djoser (c. 2670 BCE). Images of lotus flowers, papyrus plants, and the djed symbol are intricately worked into the architecture of the buildings in both high and low relief. By this time the sculptors had also mastered the art of working in stone to created three-dimensional life-sized statues. The statue of Djoser is among the greatest works of art from this period.

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Imagine being impregnanted by an eldritch horror. Somehow Imhotep or Cthulhu magically places a hybrid child in your womb and you are compelled by some otherworldly urge to carry and deliver the child. You block out all of your friends and family and become a recluse. You go mad with pride from the child within you, you worship the being that blessed you in this way.

9 months passes and your belly continues to grow. You know the being within you is beyond your comprehension, so you give it all the time it needs. Finally 3 years later, you feel a great pain rise within your abdomen, its finally time. For a full week, you labor. The child writhing within you as it is pushed down. After a long struggle, it gushes out onto your bed. A pile of squirming tentacles lies before you.

[tashacee]

Food for thought:

You know those posts about people time traveling to see Jesus and he turns to them and says “you’re not supposed to be here” all creepy?

Could you IMAGINE. wrinkle ganondorf saying something like that? That he *knows* hylia is doing something… it could be cool

I like making up ideas and theories so I just thought I’d share. Can’t wait for the next chapter!

Age goes down to the basement to kill Imhotep Dehydrated Ganon

Ganon: You... aren't supposed to be here....

Age: LMAO TOUGH SHIT NERD (decapitates him)

it could be SO cool to see Ganon react to the Two Wilds. Or the whole chain tho. Like. This guy is NOT expecting eleven Links, c'mon!

[mjrtaurus]

I have possibly the stupidest idea ever, but it also rotted my brain, so Imma share it:

Crocodile is basically a sandman, yes? And what can we do with sand? Sand sculptures! So imagine this: lets say Buggy (or whoever really) has to ask sth of Crocodile but the man is nowhere to be found, so he goes around to search for him and wanders to where the fruitwanis are sunbathing: there's a bananawani, an applewani, somewhere off to the side a grape and a cherry wani snooze snout to snout; the configuration is commonly known as a fruitsalad. But wait a second, there is a big, sand-coloured wani that Buggy has never seen before. And there's something off about its skin, some grainyness where smooth scales are usually present. So he slinks closer to check on it (if it's sick, Crocodile will be unbearable). But wait a second... It's missing a foreleg, and on its snout, there is a distinct scar... oh. Buggy stares at a shape-shifted Sir Crocodile sunbathing with his wanis. He is staring at the ex-warlord lazying around under the sun. Shaped into a huge wani.

(Optionally make it an offensive attack as well, not only a way to get out of responsibilities: at some point, Crocodile realizes that he's outnumbered and the enemy isn't really that scared of his status. So Crocodile decides that if nothing else works and blasting the enemy crew with sandstorm doesn't really work for whatever reason, he can make use of one more intimidation tactic. Everybody will shit their pants at the sight of a HUGE wani galloping with a roar at them after all. And some good old bone crushing and death rolling and general wani-falvoured mayhem is good for his blood pressure)

He's made of sand, so his body temperature regulation is probably shot to high hell. He's more often than not shivering when he wakes up, so why not take a page out of the wani's book and do some basking? The fact that he can opt to blend in with them is just an added bonus.

I do actually like to think while he was in Alabasta, a very good fear tactic kind of attack of his was to have sand wani "swim" in the dunes around his target(s) like circling sharks. Kind of like that one scene from The Mummy where Imhotep's face is shifting in and out of the sandstorm, except horizontal and with big saurian monsters. Very good for crowd control.

I am absolutely stealing the Fruit Salad Formation, btw. That's the cutest shit I've ever heard.

[laurelindebear]

Finally saw the Mummy 25th anniverary release in the cinema yesterday and AAAAAAAAHHHHH IT'S SO GOOD ON THE BIG SCREEN. I know it's not all accurate (either to the various parts of ancient Egypt or 1920s Egypt/North Africa) but it's just gorgeous, from the opening shot of 'Thebes' to the golden desert panoramas to giant 15-foot-tall Ardeth on a huge screen aaaaaaaaaaah I'm dead.

I had cuddly baby Horus and his handmade tagelmust with me the whole time, I wore my Key of Hamunaptra earrings, I wore my Medjai necklace, I wore my Ardeth t-shirt. I've never been to the movies alone but I loved every second.

I can't remember if I've even been to the cinema since Covid and I think I missed it more than I realised. I'm not a huge film buff, and we've got a big tv (my partner is an avid tv viewer). But when it comes to some shots, the panoramas, the detail in the close-ups, the shots that are there for unabashed visual aesthetic - like maybe my favorite shot of all time, Wall-E reaching out to touch the swirl of ice/rocks as he clings to the Axiom - the cinema screen gives an immersiveness the tv can't match.

I'd seen it last week again as well, with a friend who'd never seen it, and between the two I noticed some things I hadn't before, or had forgotten. So this is gonna be long and rambly and full of questions and observations.

The brownface and imperialism is bad. Some of it I guess is period-accurate, and partly to indicate that certain characters aren't great people/are earning their grisly deaths (Chamberlain and the Americans). But a lot of it is inexcusable. Omid Djalili's performance is pretty over-the-top (and he is afaik Iranian and not Arab), a lot of 'Egyptian' characters clearly aren't (even beyond the main cast, all of Imhotep's priests look like White guys in gold paint to me. Some of the Medjai eg the one with the hook are also in brownface.)

A lot of local diggers and Medjai are killed in the Medjai raids and the plagues and it's not really acknowledged much. You'd think Ardeth would still have some hard feelings about Rick/Evy/Jon having killed people he's known all his life but maybe you have to develop a different view of violence and death when your whole life is centred on stopping the end of the world.

When the heroes are fleeing from the museum, they crash the car and run a short distance away. Rick, Ardeth and Jonathan escape via a manhole to get to Winston at the airfield. When they arrive at the airfield, they seem to be in the same car. How?

Why does Evy seem to be waking up on the slab? When we last saw her she was wide awake and chastising Beni. Feels like something was cut here.

The Medjai with the hook also has the following tattoos on his cheek: Gardiner's sign U6 or U7 (mr) and 2x H6 or (I think) M17 (y or j). What is ymr or mry? 'Beloved'? Is Anck's name in there too? What do they all mean? I must know! Would it be weird if I tried to write to the designers and artists from the film about it?

Some of the Medjai (or other workers) performing the Hom Dai have no tattoos on their arms. Most of the Medjai have tattoos which include one of the eye symbols (Eye or Horus or Eye of Ra) on their shoulders. Sidenote, I think Ardeth should have worn the old-timey Medjai outfit just once, for science. (Good thing we have the amazing @minilev to imagine it for us.)

The Hamunaptra cat is really totally out of the bag by the end of it. Not only is there treasure and archaeological finds (sadly not the Book of Amun-Ra, dammit Jonathan 😜) but Cairo had about 5 simultaneous (super)natural disasters. Ain't no covering that up. They're gonna need to recruit a lot more Medjai. (I volunteer! It will not go well for me though. I would be the worst Medjai of all time.)

Did Patricia Velasquez play the mummified version of Anck as well?

Who was Imhotep going to sacrifice the first time? One of his priests?

Was already thinking about this before I rewatched it but...the law is distinctly that no other man may touch Anck-su-namun. Has anyone written an AU where Anck and Nefertiri fall in love and escape Seti together? 👀 (I know he treats Nefertiri ok but Anck is clearly not a happy and willing participant in their relationship.) I would read that. (No, me, you already have half a dozen stories you'll never finish. Don't even think about it.)

Where are the camels at the end from? Didn't they all get ridden back after the first time they left Hamunaptra? And I thought there were more horses than camels, anyway.

Ardeth really was supposed to die, it was so clear. He was fist-fighting mummies and then had dynamite thrown at him. I'm not even slightly sad he survived (it's my favorite plot hole of all time!) but...how. Thank you Stephen Sommers for your vision. 🙌

Jonathan's face-journey for his 'Iiiiimhooooteeeeep' line is even more amazing on the big screen. I remember why my sister and I loved it so much. John Hannah and Jonathan are very underrated IMO.

Kevin J O'Connor also underrated. Beni is a weasel through and through...but Kevin plays him so, so well.

What does Beni say in ?Hungarian when Rick confronts him in the egyptologist's office? And how does he understand Imhotep - magic? I can buy he'd learn protective prayers in 10 different languages, but translating Middle Egyptian is another thing entirely.

Evy and Rick doing the 'I love you' 'I know' thing with just their eyes when Evy goes with Imhotep to try to save them. SO GOOD.

Has Brendan Fraser ever been hotter than when Rick first catches sight of Evy after her Bedouin makeover? (Which, coincidentally, has been living rent-free in my head ever since...it's almost an anti-niqab since the sheerness and beading on the veil arguably draw more attention to her and her eyes but...damn girl. 😍

Evy's delight at getting to Hamunaptra on her camel and finally getting to do field work is delightful, it's infectious, it's a pure joy to watch. As a female lead who could so easily have been an ineffectual trophy, she holds her own and carries the film as an equal protagonist to Rick in her own right. And I love her for it.

Evy and Jon are one of the better portrayals of siblings I can think of offhand. They have just the right mix of ride-or-die familial bond and squabbling.

Ardeth Bay's cheekbones cut more deadly than his sword tbqfh. (oops. but it's true.)

I should stop talking because this is so long. But if anyone wants to talk about anything Mummy-related, my inbox is very open!

[ficmesideways]

Request for Anonymous Gif source: Evie and Jonathan / Ardeth

Imagine being Evie and Jonathan’s sister, the reincarnation of Imhotep’s wife, and falling for Ardeth.

------- Imagine -------

“That, that can’t be right.” Evie said, looking at Jonathan and then you with fear in her eyes.

“Well, what does it say?” You asked, staring at your older sister as Ardeth stood behind you, watching you and your sibling’s back as you found yourselves in yet another escapade involving Mummies. You leaned slightly against him, reassuring yourself with the body heat of your best friend and the man yo had secretly been in love with for years as you continued to wait for your sister to tell you what she had found in order to stop Imhotep this time.

“It….its says that his wife would be reincarnated as….as a recurring enemy’s beloved sister.”

“Oh-kay. Vague much, but we can figure it…what?” You paused in the middle of your sentence as Evie ad Joathan just stared at you and then you felt Ardeth move from behind you. “What?” You asked again your voice catching when you saw Ardeth look down at you with a look he never had before; it was a desolate mixture of loss and disgust.

“It’s been you this whole time. How could I have been so damn blind.”

“Art, what are you talking about.” You whispered ad went to reach out to him as his body was blocking your siblings view of you. When he caught your hand in a hard grip and he glared at you, you jerked away from him and stepped back.

“It’s you.” He said again in disbelief. “You are his reincarnated wife.”

“That’s crazy, I can’t be.” You said almost laughing in hysteria as you felt your chest clench in pain at they way he was watching you. You looked over to Evie and Jonathan for help, and to their credit they came around Ardeth and stood on either side of you. “We can figure this all out later, in the meantime we need to meet up with Rick and figure out our next move.”

You nodded and let your siblings guide you from Ardeth. You just managed to look back and noticed the despair you had missed on his face the first time as he watched your siblings lead you away.

[egypt-museum]

Lotus pendant of vizier Imhotep

New Kingdom, early-18th Dynasty, ca. 1493-1482 BC. Tomb of vizier Imhotep (QV46), Valley of the Queens, Thebes. Egyptian Museum of Turin. S. 5108

A lotus flower shaped pendant once belonged to the Vizier Imhotep, a high official in the royal court of King Thutmose I. Excavated by Ernesto Schiaparelli and Francesco Ballerini.

The lotus was shown throughout Egypt in tombs and temples to symbolize the union of Upper and Lower Egypt. It symbolizes the sun, creation, and rebirth because at night, the flower closes and sinks underwater, at dawn it rises and opens again.

In ancient Egypt there were two kinds of lotus flowers, a blue and a white one. The blue was the most sacred and was greatly appreciated, with its delicate and sweet aroma. Egyptians imagined this flower as a goblet, which opened on the water as the cradle of the sun in the morning.

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[florallylly]

a couple of small additions to my steddie/stobin mummy au brainrot

the americans could SO be jason carver and his little posse. like something slight catharsis when they're punished by the mummy. imagining carver as rick's former fellow soldier, who ran from the battlefield and started scamming explorers/treasure hunters with the promise of hamunaptra. but he could also just be the leader of the americans-- cocky and uncaring of others' warnings. which actually i think i prefer and fits better

ALSO robin as evie being kidnapped by imhotep or his fic equivalent and him trying to sacrifice her to try and resurrect his former lover, and robin like "this is why i don't fuck with men"

steve "i don't know it's kind of romantic that his mission in death was always to get her back"

eddie "i'm not going to do dark magic for you steve." except that he did consider it for a second

and HA skipping all the way forward to the mummy 3: tomb of the dragon warrior. dustin being their kid and on their little adventure in china, he meets suzie. i think that would be a little tasty to me but also i really haven't thought about the logistics of all that.

[mistress-light]

I don't know why, but I suddenly imagined Cuff being imhotep from The Mummy.

He was to remain sealed within his Sarcophagus cage, the Undead for all of eternity. The Medjai Tantas would never allow him to be released, for he would arise a walking disease, a plague upon mankind, an unholy flesh eater with the strength of ages, power over the sands, and the glory of invincibility.

I'll see myself out now asjashda.

[musewrangler]

Five fun facts: since the last one was Star Wars as The Mummy, how about The Mummy as Star Wars?

Ohoho. I like how you think. I had a great time with this, so thank you! Here we go.

Rick O'Connell hates her already. The MOMENT he busted her out of the cell on the flying Death Ball---Death Star, whatever---she was bossing them around just like a librarian. He half expected her to shush them as they blasted their way from detention. The money had BETTER be worth it.

"For kark's....!" Evie gripped Jonathan's hand and bodily hauled him out of the weapons room. "We are escaping!" she snapped at her idiot brother. "You do not have time to steal weapons and sundries, you utter nerf!" Jonathan looked somewhat abashed as they sprinted down the black corridors of the Death Star as they hunted for Dr. Bey. He'd promised to take out the tractor beam but they hadn't heard from him in too long.

Rick pretty much expected everything to be kriffed at this point. He had the Falcon gearing up and the insane girl was aboard, but there was no sign of her brother or the old guy who knew far too much about the Force and these Jedi weirdos. Color him unsurprised when that thieving little sleemo roared out of the hangar bay ahead of them in a TIE fighter no less. Evelyn slapped at the Falcon's comms without ASKING. "We TALKED about this!" she screamed. "I stole a ship!" crowed her brother. "It's useful. Let's go!"

"Darth Imhotep will not stop hunting you now," the Mando said, voice slightly flattened by his helmet. "Then help us!" Evie pleaded. "You know more about this than we do." The Mando sighed, tilting his helmet to look at Rick. "I know someone who is very familiar with the ins and outs of Coruscant and the Empire," he stated. "But it will take some time to convince him. He swore he'd have nothing more to do with the Emperor and his minions after being Marshall Commander there for years." Rick was impatient. Even now, Darth Imhotep could be entering the system. And Jonathan had disappeared somewhere to 'train' whatever he meant by that. "We're persistent people," he said, batting his blaster. "Tell us how to find him."

Ardeth Bay, the 'Fox' of the Corrie remnant, removed his helmet and gazed up at the bright explosion in the sky over Endor. "Think they managed it?" he asked Jonathan, who clipped his lightsaber to his belt and limped over to join him. "Yeah," he said after a beat. "I can feel Evie's irritation from here. No doubt Rick got himself shot again. But they're alive." Bay nodded. "It is well. I am in your debt---long have I sought to slay that evil." Jonathan grinned. "In our debt, huh? I imagine we could work something out."

[enigma-the-mysterious]

Musketeers The Mummy AU that I bothered everyone on the server with:

Athos as a jaded, tired af deserter/ex soldier

Constance as a brilliant archaeologist who is stuck with a librarian's job

Aramis as her goofy, but actually Very Serious and Protective Brother if you care to look beyond his happy-go-lucky persona

Porthos as the Hot AF Leader of the Medjai

Treville as Constance's Extremely Tired Boss who is constantly begging Constance and Aramis not to destroy the library please and thanks

D'Artagnan is the good version of Benny. He doesn't leave Athos, okay?

Imagine Porthos with those sexy tattoos on his face

Plot Twist: Athos O'Connell doesn't fall for Constance Carnahan (brilliant as she is) but her brother, Aramis

Extra Plot Twist: Porthos Bay is soon added to the mix and this leads to an OT3

@lemissingmask proposed Richelieu as Imhotep

This implies that the Normal Librarian desperately trying to lead a Normal Life is actually his lover reincarnated:

Aka Treville

The last couple of points can lead to either extreme comedy or extreme angst (your choice really)

It is definitely going to lead to Extreme Chaos though

[tinderbox210]

Rewatched Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves and I'm sad again that there will probably be no sequel. It's such a fun movie a la The Mummy with a lovable bunch of chaotic misfits...

And now I can't stop thinking about both gangs meeting. Like can you imagine...

Evelyn and Jonathan reacting to Doric turning into a worm and our precious chubby cave dragon? And Jonathan trying to steal every treasure they come across of course!

Edgin coming up with a perfectly good (bad) plan to fight Imhotep that Rick immediately throws out the window?

Or the epicness of Ardeth and Xenk fighting side by side?

All I'm saying is... if someone wants to draw this crossover... PLEASE!!!