#and there was that disconnect of who she was and who she is and how to implement them and how to just...address all of that

[jihyoruri]

❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ YN TROLLING CHAEWON FOR FIVE MINUTES 876k views

↳warnings richgirl!yn, chaewon trying to not lunge at yn, posting this to lighten the mood before it gets serious ( the last clip most definitely does not lighten the mood sorry…)

➩ CLIP #1 PLAYING… 📼

chaewon shifted uncomfortably in the hot room as she adjusted the strap of her tank top, she tried her best to focus on the live but the humidity of the room was getting unbearable and it was getting her irritated.

to be honest she couldn’t blame her being irritated completely on the heat of the room, the human bank account that sat beside her was also a big reason to her being irritated.

chaewon doesn’t understand why their managers thought it was a good idea to put them together for a live, it was like they didn’t even care about her feelings.

“it’s so hot,” she said to herself but loud enough for the girl who was sat beside her to hear who turned to chaewon and flashed the older girl a teasing smile.

“did you say yn is so hot?” yn asked before laughing at chaewon shocked face, she hated yn’s laugh it sounded like every rich person laugh, it her want to scratch her ears off.

“NO-” she tries to defend herself but it’s cut off my yn.

“thanks for compliment, but I don’t have any money to give you right now.” she says playfully hitting chaewon’s shoulder, while the comments laugh.

“you’re crazy.”

➩ CLIP #2 PLAYING… 📼

yn and yizhuo laughed uncontrollably as they sat on the floor together comfortably while talking to to ning’s live on instagram.

fans were completely convinced that they were on something with the way they’ve been acting to chaotically the whole live and what yn did next completely proved their point.

“I’m gonna call zuha.” yn says to live as yizhuo rested her head on yn’s shoulder.

but unluckily instead of kazuha, yn accidentally taps on chaewon’s name instead.

the call was answered was answered on the first ring and both ning and yn flinched at the sound of the persons voice.

“what do you want.” it sounded more like a demand more than a question, the chat laughs immediately realizing who it was on the call, their always up for a banter between yn and chaewon.

“zuha?” yn says confused looking at ning who looks back at her just as confused, while the chat is now seriously concerned on if their heads are in the right places, “you sound so different.”

there’s silence and the sound of static fills the live before chaewon decides to talk again, “yn are you being serious?”

“woah zuha you sound like chaewon.” yn says in amazement before looking at ning who nods her head rapidly, “tell her she needs to get into voice acting.” she adds.

“ning said you should get into voice acting,” yn giggled out, “she’s so right, you should.”

there’s another staticky silence before the sound of the disconnect tone fills the room.

➩ CLIP #3 PLAYING… 📼

yn stood between kazuha and chaewon as she adjusted her school like uniform making sure the pin of her family’s crest of her uniform jacket was upright, it made her stand out the most out of the girls.

she was too distracted that she didn’t even take in the men talking to her until chaewon harshly nudged her, she snapped her head up immediately, “huh?”

she scrunched her face up slightly when all the men in the room that sat at desks also wearing school uniforms laughed, “she really is a rich girl, they’re always air heads!” one says making everyone in the room laugh including the girls except for kazuha who jokingly pooked yns side.

“we were talking about school and we wanted to ask how your school experience was, but your head was in the clouds.” one of them says after everyone calms down form their laughs at the joke that yn didn’t find that funny.

“ohhhh.” she says staring at them, making them all laugh again, “what?”

“so how was your school experience!” one asks laughing, “we really have to spell things out for her huh, did you go to school?” he jokes making everyone in the room laugh again.

kazuha looks at yn who side eyes chaewon who’s laughing a bit too hard along with the rest of the girls, “yn went to the biggest private school in korea.” she cuts in making all the men in the rooom ahhhhhh and reallyyyyyy.

yn nods her head and smiles, “yeah I really enjoyed my time there.”

“did you take the school bus.”

“school bus?” she asks giving them a confused look causing everyone to laugh again, “my driver dropped me off if that counts.”

“so you’ve never been on a school bus.” chaewon cuts in making the men laugh again, and yn is starting to think that’s the only think they can do, “you had a personal driver?”

“you didn’t?”

“no.”

“oh. that sucks.”

the room was now filled with laughter at yns words

chaewon narrowed her eyes at yn’s cat like ones, “she has very slick mouth huh?” she says turning back to the interviewers, “don’t know what to do with her.”

[anemonelovesfiction]

18~ Trapped Together

Aged Up! Rotxo x Fem! Human Reader

Warnings ⚠️: P! In V!, light mentions of eating out, light mentions of handjob

Not Proofread

MDNI 🔞

This was a hard one to come up with and I feel it was rushed? What do you guys think?

Word Count: 2k

I’m human.

He’s Na’Vi.

How convenient was it that we’d both chosen the same hiding spot to avoid getting caught after Spider had introduced everyone to the game of hide and seek. I placed my hand on my beating heart in an attempt to calm myself after having found him in here, his head and ears had perked up as soon as my frightened squeak had left my lips, although he had already been looking in my direction as I’m sure my footsteps had made him aware of my presence.

“I did not mean to scare you,” He sweetly proclaims as he holds both of his giant hands out to show he meant no harm, its funny how there are some parallels within our species when it comes to expressing things.

“I can find another place to hide since you were already-“ I pause as he raises the back of his hand to touch his lips in an attempt to get me to stop talking, all I could do was stare dumbfounded until hearing the slightest echo come through the cave.

“Is anybody in there?” Tuk’s tiny voice bounces through the cave and I can feel the hairs from my body standing up as if I’d been caught doing something I shouldn’t have. I can feel my body stiffen and my eyes widen as I look over at Rotxo whose mimicking my movements, a shiver runs past my spine as I hear her footsteps and am unsure if she’s attempting to walk into the cave or if she’s decided to walk away.

“If you leave now you will get caught.” Rotxo whispers, but it was kind of obvious, Tuk’s curious nature would lead her in the cave to double check if anyone else was in there since she’d failed to investigate in the first place and that would count against both teams.

This wouldn’t have mattered had we been playing a normal game of hide-and-seek, but we weren’t. Spider had decided to make a bet between the Omatikaya and Metkayina, whichever party got captured in its entirety would have to do the other players chores for a week. Knowing Rotxo’s playful nature he wouldn’t want to be the first one caught from his own team, but he also knew how Tuk’s brain worked, hence his willingness to share this hiding spot.

“You’re only saying that so you don’t get caught and cost your team a point.” I whispered back with an amused look in my eyes, withholding my laughter, a smile playing at my lips as I stared into his gorgeous honey-green eyes. His own small smile making an appearance.

“Want to play our own game until they give up on finding us?” He suggests, I could honestly use a distractor to keep me from getting bored, plus the longer we played the more I could bond with him and not have to rely on staying friends with the younger children who were more open and curious about being close to a human, Tsireya was open but was often busy teaching many children how to dive.

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The game was called nervous and you got five seconds to touch the other person somewhere on their body to make them nervous, and considering the size of his hands compared to mine, he was bound to touch my entire body in two turns! Okay maybe not two, but it would be pretty damn close.

His innocent and adorable face mixed with his not-so-innocent touching was what got us into our current make out session, my lungs were burning and begging me to put my mask back on but I couldn’t bring myself to care, just a few more seconds, I’d learned to hold my breath like everyone else and my body was craving more intimate touches.

But it didn’t take long for him to slide my mask onto my face right as he’d disconnected his lips from mine and I’d decided to take in a big breath of air at that moment, my body somehow having landed on his lap.

“You have to stop waiting too long between breaths, Y/n.” He stated sternly although the amusement danced around his eyes, one of his hands on my waist and the other on the back of my head to hold the mask steady. I could only stare between his eyes and his mouth before he eventually got the hint and playfully rolled his eyes.

“How much longer are we going to keep playing this game?” I asked although I didn’t seem to mind playing it.

“Are you bored of it already?” He asks with his head tilting to the side some.

“I think I want to play something else,” I shift in his lap and hear him inhale through his nose, feeling the softest of bulges beginning to poke me, knowing exactly what I was doing “And it feels like you do too.”

It hadn’t taken long for him to undress me, his fingers had carefully grazed along my flesh every once in a while, causing goosebumps to erupt in their wake. The softest of flicks of his tongue along my breast and the rest of my body, most importantly my pussy, had a dizzying affect on me and easily had my head dragging along the floor of the cave making a mess of my hair.

My own hands had looked comically small in comparison to his cock but at that moment I hadn’t cared, as I attempted to wrap one hand around it and struggling until I brought my other hand up for assistance. The amount of precome leaking from the tip as I teased his head was surprising, enough for me to manage to spread it around his entire shaft, then again given their size and how gifted the metkayina men appeared to be, I should have expected it.

“I do not want to finish yet-“ He gently pries my hands off of him, I look up at him through my mask and nod gently, tempted to lick the precome off my hands but stopping myself as it meant I’d have to take my mask off.

“Why don’t you lay down for me?” He suggests with a half smile and I smile shyly back at him, laying myself down onto the floor of the cave, some sand having snuck in and prickling my skin lightly.

I’m carefully holding the upper half of my body up by using my elbows for balance as he kneels down, placing his own hands between mine.

“Take a breath,” He states as one of his hands come up from between our bodies, carefully taking a hold of the bottom of my mask, I take a deep breath in and feel him lift the mask off me, his lips coming onto mine.

He slowly uses his lips to push against my mouth, causing me to lower myself onto the floor, feeling his other hand slowly trail down my side, grasping my hip and gently squeezing it, pulling back from our kiss and placing the mask back on my face.

“Are you ready?” He asks sweetly and all I could do was nod, one of his hands coming back to tuck itself under my chin, forcing it upright, making my eyes meet his.

“Words, please.”

“I am ready,”

“Will you tell me if I hurt you?” He asks sweetly and it makes my heart melt.

“You are rather tiny, compared to your body, I am kind of big,” He points at myself and himself respectively. I could only place my hand on his to get him to look back over at me.

“I promise I will tell you if it hurts too much.” I stated honestly, my hand going from his over toward his cheek, taking my own mask off and kissing him before placing the mask back on.

He nods once and shifts his weight between his knees on the floor, his cock still hard and leaking precome, bobbing lightly at his movements. I lay myself down and watch as he cages my body in with his, one of his hands going down to stroke his cock twice before placing himself up against me, slowly pushing in.

I could feel myself stretch to accommodate to his size, a huge sigh leaving my lips, I could see his head moving fast and his ears flickering before facing me, eyes checking mine for any sign of pain.

“I’m fine, keep going,” I urged, one of his hands cupping my mask where my cheek was.

“I promise,” I repeated again with a nod.

I could see him wince lightly before slowly pushing his hips back in, grazing against a special spot making me moan loudly, hearing it echo around the cave as he continues pushing in.

“Feel good?” He asks and I could almost hear the smirk in his voice, I could only answer with a sharp cry as he continues grazing against that same spot. I could finally feel his hips against my own, his balls slapping against my ass lightly.

At some point I must have wrapped my legs around his waist as I attempt to push myself into him to feel more of his cock pushing inside me, feeling giddy as I did so, my heart rate accelerating.

“More,” I stumbled to think in Na’Vi but managed to utter that word out, feeling cock drunk at the moment, and feeling him sliding out while gliding against the same spot had me seeing stars, I grunted as I attempted to grind my hips upward but failed at meeting his thrust back in, only howling in pleasure as he did, my voice bouncing around the cave.

“Shh, you do not want them to catch us, do you?” He whispers in my ear and I bring my bottom lip up between my teeth to hush myself at that moment, biting down harder as he thrusts back in, the distinct sound of his balls slapping on my skin being heard.

“I’m close-“ I huff out and close my eyes tightly as I feel the tip of his penis slightly kissing my womb.

“You’re very tight, you feel amazing,” He mumbles into my neck before feeling his canines nibble down onto my neck, causing me to clench down onto him, feeling his cock hitting the best spots inside me all over again.

“Rotxo I’m going to-“ I didn’t even get to fi ish that sentence as I came over his cock still thrusting deep into me, hearing him groan loudly at the feeling of my orgasm as he attempted to continue his previously set pace, failing to do so as he too comes. His cock spurting hot ropes of cum into my waiting womb, desperation filling him as he attempts to push his cock deep within me as he comes undone.

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“Where are Rotxo and Y/n!” Ao’nung asks in a frustrated fashion after having been searching for the pair alongside the his sister, Lo’ak, Neteyam, Spider, and Kiri. Tuk had been following the big kids as they searched for the two missing from their group.

Everyone desperate to find the other person not belonging to their group in order to win the bet, and each side growing frustrated at not being able to find the other player.

“What about that cave?” Tsireya is quick to ask as she points toward it.

“Nobody was in there when I checked earlier.” Tuk pipes up as she twirls around on the sand before them, picking up one of the seashells from the floor and marveling at it’s beauty.

“Did you actually look inside or ask if anyone was in there before moving on?” Lo’ak asks with his hands crossed across his chest.

Tuk just shrugged it off as she continued picking up more shells off the ground, finding more interest in them than she had during her game of hide-and-seek. Her childlike wonder having gotten the best of her, making her forget all about the bet that was going on.

“You do know if both of them are in there this game ends in a tie, right?” Kiri asks as she attempts to not roll her eyes at Ao’nung and Lo’ak.

“So?” Ao’nung was quick to say.

“That means nobody does any extra chores.” Neteyam points out.

[mssr-crumpled-paper]

Peeta and Gale: being a character

Consider this post a continuation of this.

So, as I've said, I had a really hard time relating or believing in Peeta as a character when reading THG. This post aims to point out some of the points why I believe Peeta is more a concept than an actual character (and how that's incredibly unfair for Gale).

On Peeta:

The first, and most obvious point, is that the purpose of Peeta's character is to represent Katniss's conscience, but also to be the "better" choice. Idk about everyone else, but it was always glaringly obvious to me that Peeta would be the endgame for Katniss, one way or another. He was made with the explicit intention of being the perfect partner for Katniss, and a perfect person in general. Notice how he has no substantial flaws of his own, is distinctly devout to Katniss even without knowing anything about her personally; and every mistake that he does make can easily be chocked up to his care for Katniss or trauma from forces he can't control.

We know virtually next to nothing about Peeta as well. Please be kind and name me 1 instance where either of Peeta's brothers' names were mentioned anywhere. Like in the books, not on a wiki page. None, no names for his dad, for his mom, for his family. Barely know any of his friends, except for Delly.

We also do not know his relation to District 12 or the Seam. Now, many people will argue that this would be pointless, but I believe not. Peeta, for him to truly be able to exist as a character in his own right, needs to be considered within the context of his community. And since we don't get ANY, it makes all his talks of "people are starving," and "kids in 12 are struggling" seems unconvincing. Like was he poor? Absolutely. He also ate bread regularly, never had to take out tessarae, never had to hunt or kill, and he was a merchant's kid. Half of the people from the district, who are so closely or at least somewhat related to Katniss, we never see him interacting with ever.

In combination, all of these elements make it so that Peeta is basically devoid of an actual character other than "good guy with bread." Readers are free to project whatever image they see fit onto him, the perfect boyfriend, the perfect husband, the perfect brother. He didn't even mention his family twice after losing them, and I won't assume the pain wasn't horrible for him, but he quite literally said "No one needs me." Of course they need you Peeta, they're your family? He felt almost disconnected from the context surrounding him, making it hard for me to truly buy into his character.

On Gale:

The first thing we know about Gale is that he is Katniss's best friend, the person who knows the real her, the one who she can let loose with. Immediately this is a lot of information to work with. Considering the fact that Katniss up until this point didn't seem too fond of people in general, Gale is set up to be a good guy with a sense of love and respect for his friend. And since we meet him in the forest, one can assume that he's struggling as well, or at least rebellious. It's also very obvious within the first chapter that Gale is a flawed character (re: him snapping at Madge, which he acknowledges as a tactic of the Capitol).

This fact is elaborated on right after, when we are told that Gale is also a fatherless hunter running around in the woods. His family is poor, and he's the sole provider for the family. He has three younger siblings, one of which is just a baby, and a mom. Like Katniss, he's put his name in for tessarae for a long time, and provides for a 5 persons household mostly on his own. We know the name of Rory, of Posy, of Hazelle, his mother who does laundry for work, who later works as a house-keeper for Haymitch. We know that Hazelle placed a lot of trust in both Katniss and Gale. We know that Rory has to eventually put his name in more times to get tessarae.

We know Gale's relation to the District. He's generally popular with kids his age at school. He banters and interacts with the people at the Hob. He hunts for game and provides for the district. He holds a hatred for the Capitol that was larger than himself and Katniss. He understood their methods of systemic oppression. He was generally class conscious about his condition, and his thirst for righteous revenge stems largely from the suffering that people of the district and he himself go through. He saved his district to the best of his ability when it was razed to the ground, and he joined the rebellion effort because he genuinely believed that would liberate his people.

There's a lot more I can say about the wider context of Gale as a character, but on a whole he feels real. Very flawed, very angry, and very real. SC makes no pretense about Gale being someone who cares deeply for his district, for Katniss, and for his family. That's a sense of solidarity that I can cling onto. He exists within that general context that he was put in, and therefore makes more sense.

[fromtheseventhhell]

I ignore about 95% of the conversations surrounding Arya having killed people because, outside of Arya stans, people refuse to include the context of the very violent circumstances she experiences + her trauma which influences her actions. She wasn't destined to be a killer and her being forced on the run, having to survive during a war (at times on her own), having to witness countless people being tortured and murdered, being enslaved as a prisoner of war, having to witness the deaths of her family, etc. are all hugely important factors. Not to mention the times when her life is literally on the line and she has to make tough decisions to ensure her survival. The only time her trauma is acknowledged is when people are using it to prove she's "too far gone", otherwise it's essays on how she hasn't suffered that much. It's so boring how people ignore well-developed characters just to reduce them to one or two aspects of their story. And this treatment is only for certain characters; let someone mention Sansa being part of the plot to poison Sweetrobin and all of a sudden, people can understand being forced to make questionable decisions under difficult circumstances.

[authenticcadence18]

I miss the person I was a year ago. two years ago. more social. happier. doing more creatively.

[oscill4te]

man i get kept up at night a lot thinking abt my family recently

[yj-98]

how does the kon crimes get worse btw.

[toastsnaffler]

in a hilarious turn of events my flatmate didn't even know I use any pronouns....

[night--heart]

trans gener........................

[feelslikegold]

supposed to fly home today like I didn’t see the most babygirl jake possible last night and just ruin my entire life

[disasterhimbo]

Being marginalized, especially in multiple ways, is just learning most people don’t give a shit about your happiness, health, or safety. It hurts the worst imo when even people in one marginalized group you’re a part of don’t give a shit about you bc you’re part of another marginalized group they don’t care about. And they’re not even honest about it, they pretend to care, and they think they’re good people as they’re hurting you.

[sirenofthegreenbanks]

also it EATS AT ME that he doesnt ask her WHO SHE IS. i was expecting this to be the first, second, third, fourth question. INSTEAD HE JUST STARED AT HER

[calamitydaze]

long tag ramble below u have been warned

[dirtytransmasc]

I just want Neytiri to somehow see the recordings of spider being to tortured and how he was willing to die for them…and realize what a horrible person she is for how she’s treated him and for being willing to kill him. Like I just want some remorse from her

this post has 2 parts, they are not directly related, please heed both

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I need Neytiri to realize she was wrong, to see spider was always her family in his heart, he would do anything for them, even give up his own life. I need her to realize it never mattered how she treated him, spider would always put himself in front of her and her kids.

I need her to come to the realization that spider deserved better, and I want her to be sorry, I want her and spider to have a scene were they come to an understanding with each other.

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what I'm gonna say is not directed solely at you, its fandom wide, and its something that bugs me.

the language used for neytiri is a little too hostile, yes her treatment of spider was wrong, but it is a direct response to the horrific trauma she endured at the hands of humans. we can acknowledge she was a bad mother to him, but respect her as a person. this is especially true because she is a mirror image of what many indigenous people in real life have experienced.

all in all, there are 2 sides to every story, and neytiri is facing a bit to much hate and hostility for my liking. she is not a horrible person, she has severe trauma she was never allowed to heal from. its not any of spiders fault, but his presence was a direct trigger for her, and he lived in her home, played with her children, her mental health/ptsd has been taxed day in and day out. because of this, her behavior towards spider was wrong, but she is not evil or the antagonist. they are naturally opposed and she never should have been forced to raise him.

again, not to single you out, this is just an example of what I'm seeing way to much of to be comfortable.

[strunmah-mah]

Maybe Lizzie, as a character, would jive better if we actually saw Diana's daughter with Diana, instead of being the Super Sons' awkward add-on.

[apotelesmaa]

I think the fact that u can just get prescribed ssris without being told about side effects to watch out for and then have your dose raised and suddenly have your mental health absolutely tank is. So funny. Absolutely incapable of feeling emotions to the point where all of my relationships are fucked (unable to feel affection/love) my academic career is fucked (unable to feel any sense of urgency towards assignments/attendance) my Everything Is Fucked (unable to gauge emotional well-being until things are actually hazardous) but at least I also can’t feel the Consuming Despair. Giving zombie realness. Going through the motions pilled. Apathymaxxing.