#and so she danced with death

[neteyamsyawntu]

My Neteyam girlies, Ik we be living off of crumbs, but damn when the crumbs are built like this?🤤

This scene gives me so many inappropriate thoughts. If only this little stealth lasted a minute longer, ooof god I’d be a puddle.

Update: me thinking about it how Neteyam has his kuru draped over his chest. You think he grabbed it from over his shoulder and lightly held it in his mouth to make sure it stayed up as he climbed upside down before being certain it wouldn’t fall back down? Cause I’m thinking about and I can’t stop

👁️‍🗨️🫦👁️‍🗨️

#like look at Teyam’s muscles #dear lawd this man is fine #idk what it is about Nete’s kuru being draped over his chest that makes me so feral but WOOF #avatar #avatar the way of water #neteyam #neteyam sully #neteyam smut #avatar twow #avatarsmut #neteyam sully smut #neteyam x reader #and so she danced with death

[starphenie]

whenever i think of how nikki's personality has changed from her first game to her latest i get so emotional.. bring back silly lazy genki girl nik </3

#they grow up so fast #shining nikki #nikki up2u #shining nikki fanart #nikki #my art #going thru an incomprehensible number of time loops will change you fr #not to be a momo sympathizer but i imagine one day he woke up and she was suddenly so patient and mature. lost all her airheadedness #had no interest in her usual hobbies. and he never figured out why while she was on time loop. number 100 or something #like yes nikki’s lacking in personality because she’s the mc and it makes for a more immersive story but HC WISE after trying so many times #and experiencing the same thing over and over again u probably stop trying a bit and start observing #just smiling and nodding #WHENEVER u go visit her house in sn and shes dicking around eating chips and practicing her dance routine or whatever THAT is nikki #not bending over backwards to help people or thinking of her next move.. shes spiritually never taken off her goofy rubber boots ok #shes just a lil different now. because of the time traveling #and the death

[chiliger]

Caught in places a clone shouldn’t be.

(Aurebesh translation: Upper left - “Inhibitor undetected.” Lower right - “ARC : CT-0317 . . . Knows too much. Terminate.”)

#chiligerart #arc trooper peck #she/her #selva company #original charcater #clone oc #scopophobia #the clone wars #*does a little dance* this was fun~ #someday I will share the story behind this illustration #unless someone asks but I’m still planning on making the comic #longer story short: Peck knew Fives from ARC training #so when she learns about his death she decides to investigate cuz it doesn’t seem right #She meets Kix and gets her inhibitor chip out #which in turn makes her a target if ever found out

[the-lesbian-of-too-many-fandoms]

I wanted to practice full body poses, so I drew she ra ships dancing.

#lgbt representation #bows dads will be the death of me #so will Seamista #and scorfuma #lesbian characters #shera #she ra ship #spop she ra #dancing couple #gay ships #seamista #scorfuma #bow’s dads #George and lance #glimbow #glimmer x bow #sea hawk X mermista #mermista #sea hawk #scorpia #glimmer #bow #scorpia x purfuma #purfuma #fanart #spop fanart

[finitevariety]

have to say I really loved how Shiv brought up the waiter. Does she give a shit about him, or that Kendall killed him? Nah, not really. Will she weaponise it to appear more moral in the moment? Yeah, absolutely.

It's like she said to Mencken: she's flexible. She LARPed as progressive to get her career in politics and genuinely believed she believed all these things--it's easy to believe you believe nice things, when the shit you actually do care about isn't in conflict with those beliefs. But then she wrangled Gil and Logan into a handshake, and she played her card as a woman to silence a victim--and, by shooting the one with her head above the parapet, many more victims--of institutional sexual abuse. She has even hurt herself by sailing too close to the wind in her girlboss liberal lean-in shit sometimes, with her dinosaur cull comment at Argestes, or with overplaying the hand she thought she had at Tern Haven.

She was viscerally angry at having to take the photo with Mencken, and perhaps angrier still when ATN called the election for him. Not because he's a fascist, although he is, and not because she dislikes him--although she does! She was angry primarily because the photo nuked any chance of a political career for her going forward, and because the call for Mencken hurt her chances with Matsson.

Did she ever make any of that clear in the moment, though? No. She talked about fascism and morals and things do happen, Rome. It is easier to wear that cloak that sometimes helps her--the woman cloak, where she claims to care for the group that she belongs to and steps upon its members at the same time--than it is to admit personal rage or vulnerability. That would be hysterical, and grasping, and not CEO material.

Shiv's relationship with womanhood is like Peter Pan's with his shadow. She used to be able to cast it off, or feel like she could, and now it is sewn in to her very fabric: it's everywhere she fucking walks.

She hates that there is not a play she can make that will separate her from the group of women-who-experience-misogyny. And still she makes use of that group, because it's one of an increasingly limited set of options she has. She was never allowed to gain experience--so she's inexperienced, and implausible, and shut out. It's the treehouse, again, Kendall up there playing king of the fucking castle. Shiv must have spent some holidays like that: Roman might have stayed with his mom in England on shorter breaks from military school, and Shiv was left to snotty, whickering horses and fucking tennis, throwing rocks up at Kendall whenever she saw a limb emerge from a window or doorway.

Anyway, if Shiv can't have the high ground, at least she can try to claim the moral one when it suits her. That's what I see as the context for her jab about Andrew Dodds.

#succession #shiv roy #there's a bigger thing here about like. shuffling through things that are true and using them as the face or reason for a bigger truth #that is less virtuous or more painful to admit #and that's shiv all over too: s1 'we're adults' instead of actually even attempting to talk it out #that WAS her attempting to talk it out #'love is bullshit' and 'box set death march' instead of getting into why she's so afraid of vulnerability #i love shiv so much lol #and also: KENDALL DOES THIS TOO. #fuck the patriarchy! he shouts #playing rape me on the speakers #it just hits differently for obvious reasons and is miles more transparent and manic. #roman is the only one who's not doing the dance

[canon-toaster]

LoTM chapter 946 spoilers :) (the drawing is below)

So uh I arrived at the fun rainbows and ponies chapters,,, I definitely did not have a mental breakdance on my couch

I have a little rant about the whole ordeal of me reading these chapters in the tags so bonne appétit

Also I have really no idea if i should hide the art behind a scroller if i did tag the spoiler but yk what I could never be too careful, I've seen people still reading on here so better be more cautious than not

#lotm spoilers #lotm spoiler #lord of the mysteries #i am very passionate about this novel #I might cry too much while reading but bro #BRO #My hands wouldn't stop shaking my eyes became a waterfall #My friends now have pictures of me crying and each time captain dunn smith was involved #AND I HAVENT EVEN ADRESSED THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM BEING LEONARDS MONOLOGUE CRYING TO OLD MAN #LIKE ??? #broke down at the train station I couldn't get home faster #AND AS AN AVID LEONARD AND KLEIN ENJOYER THAT EXCHANGE AT THE END #i did not expect that it would hit me so hard #I DID NOT EXPECT THEIR REUNION TO BE ACCOMPANIED BY DALY'S DEATH #i knew she would leave because i got spoiled by fanart on pinterest just like a bunch of other stuff BUT #and bro Daly dancing with Dunn... #THEY MAKE ME SO EMOTIONAL #the rant is now over I believe I haven't read the continuation yet because Klein is gonna start talking about the powers of the new sequenc #and not process his emotions and I am just ill #daly simone #dunn smith

[crowholtz]

Helene x Strahd moment that happened recently I need to talk about, I'll write it out. (This got way longer than intended but I actually really like it and it's kind of a good representation of them 🥺 they're perfect for each other but they're so toxic help) they play mind games with each other and she wins this one

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A soft breath left Helene as she nestled tightly into Strahd's side, glancing up at the ancient vampire with a thoughtful gaze.

She'd not intended for this to happen again. Their late-night rendezvous had become less and less frequent ever since their war began, and she's intended for them to stop altogether when she called off their engagement.

But as the night drew on while her companions slept, her insomnia plagued her once more, and she'd wandered out into the Abbey's courtyard for some air. In the distance, just beyond the gates of Krezk, she saw it. An ornate black carriage, drawn by two brilliant ebony-maned horses. Strahd's carriage.

Helene had felt drawn to it. The ghosts of urging hands on her back, her neck, her shoulders. The lantern hanging from it became the focal point of her entire existence. She'd barely registered her feet moving, her dark angelic wings unfurling and lifting her off the ground. Or did she walk? She could scarcely remember. The only vivid thing she knew was his face when she got there, smiling at her, welcoming her with open arms. Like a moth to a flame, every time.

Naturally, he worked his manipulations and cajoling. He told her he would not try to take her back to the castle with him - this time. He'd called it a momentary halt to their war. Just for the night. Helene, even in her reluctance, was grateful for the excuse to spend time with without the looming threat of being kidnapped. She couldn't help but he drawn to him, and being in his arms was both a danger and a comfort.

After he'd gotten his fill of her blood, and she his flesh, he pulled her against his chest in the warmly lit carriage, a possessive hand cradling the back of her head. For a short time, Helene lay there, letting her mind, for the most part, drift into the contented haze that seemed to blanket her that night. Her mind was a naturally disquiet place, however, and the usual guilt and conflict began to creep into her head. She could not forget the duty she had to fulfill, the resistance she had to mount against him, to lead the charge for. Here she was a leader for her allies, the people she swore to protect and stand by, indulging in the enemy.

In the process of these self-admonishing thoughts, Helene realized something. Strahd should not be here either. They were at war. They were both students of strategy and warfare. He knew better than to distract himself with this, with his obsession with her. It had been his downfall many times since her arrival in Barovia, one she had even manipulated to win battles; he was soft for her.

So she stared into his perfect face, and smiled.

Strahd raised a ponderous brow, "What is it that delights you so beautifully?" He drawled deeply, with practiced diction.

Helene raised a hand to his cheek, smoothing her thumb over the smooth planes of his face. Her voice was low, her timbre sliding against his skin like a bow against the strings of a cello. "I see the cracks in your armor."

She did not meet his eyes, instead choosing to track where her fingers were touching his face.

He did not react at first. "Whatever do you mean, my beloved?"

"You are not as shielded as you would like, darling. You made a mistake in coming here with me tonight, in promising not to take me away." Helene knew it was risky to say this as the blood moon was high in the sky, flaring vampiric urges across Barovia. Strahd was a man of his word, but she did not know how far the blood moon would push him to break his own rules. It was a soft challenge to say such a thing.

Instead of letting it linger for rumination, she continued, "You should be preparing. Planning your next move against us. Being here with me provides no tactical value. You are running out of time, Strahd... And yet here you are, indulging in your obsession for me."

Strahd's face remained stoic, ever the sculpting of a marble statue, before a cool smile forced its way through, "There are no cracks in my armor, I can assure you." He gently grasped the hand on her his face and kissed her fingertips, his crimson eyes never leaving hers. "Besides, are you so sure I am not currently enacting an offense right now? Perhaps I have figured out a way past the defenses of your current base and have sent my blood knights to your Argynvostholt to dismantle what presence you have set up there. Or perhaps I am not here with you now. I could be an illusion or a trick of your mind, while I simply make my way into the Abbey where your allies rest. As well as your poor injured brother. It must take such a toll on him. The responsibility of being The Abbot while languishing in such a state... I imagine he feels powerless."

A frown tugged gently on Helene's lips as she tried not to let her wings ruffle in response to his soft threats towards her allies and brother. But she knew better. This was a game they always played. Sussing the other out. Calling bluffs. She was calling his now.

"Then you would have made a mockery of this night we have shared together." Helene said simply. Her eyes, silver and intense, flutter up to meet his dead-on. "And I know you would not do that to us. Our love is a romantic tragedy, not a comedy."

To most, the faltering of Strahd's smile would be near imperceptible. But Helene studied his face like the most sacred of divine scripture. She knew its every twitch.

Strahd took an unnecessary breath in, "Perhaps I have not. However, I... can assure you, my Helene," he drawled out her name almost as a warning, "there are no cracks in my armor." His hand gripped hers more tightly.

Helene managed to slip her hand from his grasp, resuming her caress against his cheek, her gaze falling back to her her ministrations once more, "There are, my love. Cracks, scuffs, scratches on the plate," she crooked a finger against his cheekbone, "wrinkles..." Strahd's eyes flashed and she quickly slid her hand down to pluck at his embroidered tunic, "in the fabric."

Helene had to suppress a smirk. Her wordplay was risky but intentional, preying upon his problems with aging and imperfection to unbalance him, but subtle enough to not set him off. It was an exciting game for Helene.

The unsettled emotions on his face were a pitched battlefield seen by no one else but her, his nostrils flaring just barely, jaw clenching, pupils dilating -- Helene saw it all in her peripheral vision. It was a brief but bloody battle which ended with him smoothing his dark hair back, the cool smile returning, "My, you have such a way with words. Perhaps you may write me more poetry, my beloved."

Helene smiled at him as he pivoted the subject, playing along. "I just might."

Small as it was, she tucked this victory away to relish later.

#curse of strahd #strahd von zarovich #helene x strahd #ch: helene crow #cos blogging #r: dancing after death #r: an unhealthy obsession #im on my KNEES #i know its so subtle and small but she loves seeing through the veneer

[shinigamihakenkyoukai]

Honestly wild how Grell uses 「俺」 to refer to herself while in disguise as Madam Red's butler. Like...honey...good effort! But nobody's gonna believe you actually use masculine pronouns on a daily basis!

#she's a good actress but not THAT good #can you tell I'm watching chi ni moeru lycoris this week #also the remixed version of akai shitsuji no shinigami death slaps so fucking hard #i'll never get tired of watching takkun dance in those heels #i have to make a few gifs of that performance because hot DAMN #and also just more reaper gifs in general bc i miss them #text #kuromyu

[neteyamsyawntu]

Synopsis ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

Taking place in an alternate universe where the RDA do not return to Pandora until 20 years later; the Sully’s are forced to abandon the Omaticaya in an attempt to keep the clan and themselves safe. This however meant that you were to say goodbye to your lover and closets companion and while Neteyam swore he would return to you, you grew restless and search for them yourself. Have you had known that events would unfold as fatally as they did, you may have stayed in the forest.

Now with Neteyam resurrected on the side of the RDA, seemingly having lost himself to their mind games, you make it your sole mission to bring him back to you, no matter the cost.

✨Friendly Disclaimer: The content of this story contains aged-up characters! If this is something that makes you uncomfortable, please feel free to click or scroll away. The last thing I want is for anyone to read something they are uncomfortable with, however if you decide to interact with any negativity, you will be blocked from my blog as a result.

A general warning: This series is intended for audiences over the age of 18. 🔞Minors please do not interact🔞

Chapters ➼

Prologue

You left your home in the forest of Pandora, driven to find your childhood companion, unable to face the reality of possibly never seeing him. Successfully reaching the Sullys, your reunion with is short and sweet. However the moment you lock eyes with Neteyam, a rush of emotions seem to overwhelm both of you equally, prompting Neteyam to bring you to somewhere more private to catch up.

Chapter 1

You are mated to Neteyam before his death and the impact it had on you was catastrophic. Your entire world had shattered, but you couldn’t find it within yourself to dwell on mourning, making it an obligation to your deceased mate to take up his role in watch after his siblings. After a first RDA raid on Awa’atlu, Neteyam has been resurrected by the RDA now being mind controlled to fight against his family and you. After your first encounter seeing Neteyam back from the dead, you know that he isn’t his true self… maybe there is a way to bring him back.

Chapter 2

You try to make sense of this ‘new Neteyam’. Where did he get all of this hatred from? Could he really have been so easily swayed to change sides or was there something deeper? All you know if you have to get him to realize his true self, so you set out on a solo mission to bring him back yourself. 

Chapter 3

After being captured by the RDA you try your best to press Neteyam for his motives, but it leads you down a dead end and a dangerous encounter with Quaritch that brings out Neteyam's possessive nature.

Chapter 4

After Neteyam takes it upon himself to reclaim you as his mate, the two of you find yourselves in a risky situation.

Chapter 5

While you finally reunite with the Sully's and the rest of the Metkayina clan, Quaritch works with General Ardmore on how they can further subdue Neteyam's rebellious behavior.

Chapter 6

To be continued •••

Hello lovely readers! I figured it was about time I gave my series a proper masterlist, I hope this new format makes it easier to navigate through chapters!

Chapters will be progressively updated as they are posted.

#avatar #avatar the way of water #neteyam #neteyam sully #neteyam smut #avatar twow #avatarsmut #neteyam sully smut #neteyam x reader #recom neteyam #rda neteyam #masterlist #series masterlist #ASSDWD #And So She Danced With Death #mean!Neteyam #dark!neteyam #dark!neteyam x reader #recom!neteyam x reader #neteyam x reader smut #neteyam x omaticaya!reader #neteyam x y/n #neteyam x you #neteyam x na'vi!reader #neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan #neteyam avatar

[mizzmellos]

RIDIN - A MIX OF SONGS THAT THEORHETICALLY COULD HAVE BEEN PLAYING ON THE RADIO DURING THIS SCENE (aka songs that fundamentally shaped me in elementary school).

Tony told us this world was ours and the bible told us every girl was sour xoxo

#Death Note #Mihael Keehl #lol this was originally just me wanting to know what the date was so i could post about a funny song that was playing on the radio. #but it turns out this panel happens a lot later than i thought it did <- she forgot the timeskip actually like. took time. #and anyway all of the music from this period of 2009 SUCKS ASS so. my music instead TEEHEE. #anyway this is the fun rodmello mix i've been dancing too at work. GOT THAT MASARATI DANCIN ON THE BRIDGE PUSSY POPPIN TELL THE COPPERS HAH #will rb with a link in one sec. stupid tumblr.

[silverwhittlingknife]

antigone. jean anouilh.

quotations from antigone: a tragedy by jean anouilh. translated by lewis galantière.

comic panels in order are from: battle for the cowl 3 (x3), batman annual 25, batman and robin 5, batman and robin 6, battle for the cowl 3, batman 416, battle for the cowl 3, battle for the cowl 2, batman annual 25, batman and robin 6, under the red hood, battle for the cowl 3 (x2), batman 427, lost days 5.

#jason todd #anyway mmmm still turning it over in my mind BUT #antigone + her sense of principle such that she's willing to take her confrontation with creon to its logical extreme #she knows he'll kill her & it's not that she welcomes it but there's that sense of fatality: she's more tied to the dead than the living #she's basically daring creon to have her excuted in the same way that jason is challenging bruce #jason demanding the mourning for his own corpse. antigone buries her brother but jason is the avenging unburied ghost #come to DEMAND burial. and yet he's also alive so he's also antigone who has a choice - or does he??? #and then dick's got his own antigone side re:principle but in this fight he's sister ismene #ismene determined to stop antigone from getting herself killed but also angry with her #and feeling like if she would just LISTEN then she'd see that ismene is right and sensible and has all order on her side #to her everything that antigone wants sounds like chaos and the breakdown of order #and that mmm i feel like there's this consistent thread where we kinda dance around the question of well. /is/ jason suicidal #he puts a gun to his head. he lets go of the train. and yet back then as a kid he wanted to live so badly! #again like antigone who seems to be hurtling herself toward death and yet it's not really what she wants and yet and yet #anyway many thoughts still much confused but. we'll see. #my comic art but we are using the term ''art'' loosely #since it's literally just copy-pasted comic panels with. like. bad highlighting occasionally sfdsfds #dick grayson

[apotelesmaa]

I desperately need an event that’s just tsukasa/emu/minori/saki + kanade. Four people who do not have an off switch filled with boundless energy vs one girl with all the fortitude of a tissue. Hydrogen bombs vs frail little baby.

#project sekai #it would be so funny. please colopale. #comparing minori & tsukasa’s choreo to kanade’s in the 3Dmvs for the anniversary songs #is so funny every time. kanade is barely moving while minori & tsukasa are dancing like their life depends on it. #minori and Tsukasa adding fun little jumps and running around the stage while kanade did one dance move and is close to death. #I’m not personally a fan of kanade’s singing voice (being pelted with rotten fruit) bc of how breathy it is #(side effect of having a vocal performance major sister) but I do think it fits her. #can someone do stamina training with her so she won’t die holding a note. please.

[halfyearsqueen]

has his mama’s withering stare and everything 🙏

#god I need to meta on her and Jace’s relationship because like he’s ? Her eldest son #the one she’s spent half her life raising into a man and preparing him to be a worthy heir #a worthy king #but he’s not a man and he’s not even a man by the time he dies and his want to fight for her is what inevitably leads to the only time he’s #ever really disobeyed her which lead to his death 😭 #their claims are tied HES the loss that sends hers into the s #state where she’s wholly ? she’s lost her reservations for kinslaying #he’s her pride and her strength and her right hand when the dance breaks out #she gives into decisions HE comes up with and trusts in his judgment because SHE taught him #she gives him all the unwavering faith and devotion she wished she’d received in her capabilities and we see how he responds to that #like the fact ? the fact she went along with a fifteen year old’s plan for the red sowing says SO MUCH of how much she truly trusts him

[astral-catastrophe]

Loosing my marbles and my mind and my shit and I am so done

#I’m being very normal #Aka the point in the depressive episode where death is preferable above all and I just can’t function unless in a specific situation #And I hate how as I get older the episodes get worse #Only reason I haven’t killed myself off yet is bc crush would be absolutely. Well. Crushed. #Just based off of how sad she was when I said I wouldn’t mind not wasting the money to go to the actual dance #“Nooo bc you have to come with meeee we gotta be gayyy. I’ll be so lonely without youuuu”/lh #I love her #so no death. Not for a while. Love her enough to not kill myself. Lovely. #Tw suicide

[quietwingsinthesky]

little amelia pond with her missing tooth and mels with at least one band-aid always stuck on her somewhere and rory following them both around with his first aid kit, the one the doctor gave him after seeing the child one that he had before that was more toy than anything

#one must imagine a young river with a star wars themed band-aid that rory put on a scrape on her cheek #you know even after amy grows up. and she will. the doctor still sees that missing tooth when she smiles. of course its long since been #replaced by her adult tooth. but he sees that little gap still. #also goddd something about mels being so reckless with her own body in ways rory and amelia just. aren’t. #because this is what she is. she’s a weapon and she’s meant to be in danger and she can *take it*. they can’t. #mels knows death can’t touch her the way it can them. so she won’t let it dance with anyone but her. #and the doctor. she’ll gladly let him put himself between them and danger. i wonder if she hopes one day it’ll strike him down. so that she #will never have to. i wonder if him doing that only makes her wish that harder. because how many times now has he saved her life. saved #amelia and rory’s lives. #oh little mels i love you so much #amelia pond au

[misted-buttercup-enjoyer]

hmmmm. listening to Die Young by Kesha. upbeat but nothing can hide the gutteral grief in the song. she is burying someone or something. making me think of shootings at LGBTQ+ clubs and parties.

#tw shooting #tw homophobia #mortality #die young #die young kesha #kesha #lgbtq+ #existentialism #death #tw death #tw hate crime #being lgbtq is weird #“what a shame that you came here with someone” means what a shame that you're here because you're doomed to die but you're so beautiful #so while you're here in my arms let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young (because we are.) #makes me think that like...the singer of the song has a vision of the future and knows there'll be a shooting tonight but there's nothing #she can DO so instead she's just gonna make the most of the night with her dance partner and hold them close when the gunshots ring out