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enha-hirose · 1 year ago

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ENHYPEN KAI HIROSE'S PROFILE

Personal Information:

Stage Name: Artemis

Birth Name: Kai Hirose (히로세)

Date of Birth: April 17, 2001

Position: FOTG, Main Rapper, Lead Vocal, and Main Dancer.

Nicknames: Riri, Ari, Rosey, Hiro, and Kai

Zodiac Sign: Aries

MBTI: INTJ

Nationality: Korean-Japanese

Training Period: 2 and a half year

Blood Type: B

Facts about her:

Hirose was born in Tokyo, Japan but her family also maintains a residence in Seoungbukdong Village, Seoul, Korea, thus, allowing them to be able to travel back and forth between two countries.

Hirose's father holds the position of CEO at a prominent Japanese multinational investment holding company while her mother is a renowned chef. In addition, Hirose has an older brother who is two years older than her and who is also actively engaged in the business world.

Kai is a proud cat mom to two feline companions, Tsuki (Moon) and Hoshi (Star), who undoubtedly hold a special place in her heart.

She has a passion for baking pastries, using it as her love language to express affection.

Not only does Hirose demonstrate proficiency in classical instruments such as the violin, piano, and cello, but she has also delved into the realm of martial arts, having learned taekwondo and honed her equestrian skills through horseback riding.

She has a driving license and a pokemon collection (mostly pikachu).

However, it's Hirose's early fascination with archery that truly sets her apart. Starting at a young age, she dedicated herself to the sport, mastering the art to such an extent that she was able to compete at prestigious events like the Tokyo Olympics and the SEA Games, making her nation proud as she won gold medals in both events.

She is a huge fan of Red Velvet and BTS.

She was casted by Big Hit Entertainment when Hirose caught the eye of BANG PD himself during a BTS concert in Japan who recognize her overflowing potential.

She made a surprising lovely appearance in the BTS Highlight Reel, assuming the roles of J-Hope and Jimin's partner. Her exposure made her earn a substantial and passionate fanbase. From then, J-hope and Jimin immediately took her under their wing and treated her as their little sister.

She had a cameo and acted in the movie "The King" in her pre-debut.

She spent 2 years of intensive training with TXT which solidified the bond between Hirose and the members. The boys were actually hoping and looking forward for Hirose to be their female member.

She ranked 1st in the final episode of I-Land.

Hirose is often described as a tsundere, displaying a mix of a tough exterior and a warm, caring interior, revealing her softer side to those close to her. Despite her initial aloofness, her actions and gestures speak volumes about the genuine affection she holds for her friends and loved ones.

The I-Land trainees affectionately nicknamed Hirose as "Archer Siren" due to her exceptional talents, combining her mastery in archery with a voice so enchanting it's reminiscent of a siren's call. The trainees also acknowledge her as an all-rounder.

In the 1st episode of I-Land, Hirose and Heeseung were in a powerful sub-unit that left everyone in awe. Their synergy and breathtaking performance not only earned them full votes and set a high standard for the competition right from the start.

Hirose has forged strong bonds with all ITZY members, fostering particularly close friendships with Ryujin and Yeji, Aespa's Karina, IVE's Yujin and Gaeul, StayC's Isa, Viviz's SinB, and Red Velvet's Wendy and Irene.

Hirose has endeared herself to fans not just for her artistic talents but also for her pure and compassionate heart. Demonstrating her commitment to philanthropy, she donated 50 million won to aid the victims of a devastating forest fire in Gangwondo. On February 14th, 2023, she extended her generosity further, contributing another 50 million won to support those affected by the earthquake in Turkey.

Likes: classical music, mocha bread, rose tteokbokki, spicy and savory flavors, Harry Potter series, baking, traveling, coffee, photography, color green and blue, archery, and painting.

Dislikes: dust (she is allergic), tapping noises, injustice, unreliable and arrogant people, mint choco (she can tolerate it), loud crowds, disorganization, crying, invasive paparazzi or fans, and selfishness.

#8th member of enhypen #enhypen 8th member #enhypen #enhypen x reader #𓍯𓂃KAI HIROSE #kpop added member #enhypen female oc #enhypen female member

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natlacentral · 9 months ago

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Forget The Haters, Avatar Live-Action Star Elizabeth Yu Is Our Princess Azula

When Netflix’s Avatar: The Last Airbenderannounced that newcomer Elizabeth Yu was cast as Princess Azula, some fans of the original Nickelodeon cartoon immediately took to social media to complain. Some thought she looked too innocent to play the Fire Nation princess, an antagonist in the Nickelodeon series that takes place in an imagined world with people who can master and manipulate the different elemental energies of Fire, Water, Earth, and Air. Others lamented that her face wasn’t angular like Azula’s is in the cartoon, or that she looked too young for the part. (An especially odd critique considering, though never specified, Azula’s age is believed to be 14. Yu herself is now 21; she was 19 during filming.) But when it comes to the fan reaction, the young actor is completely unphased. “I’m a hit with the kids,” she jokes to Refinery29, adding that she doesn’t take it personally. “I think anybody playing this part would’ve gotten some kind of backlash.”

Yu is confident that when the show premieres February 22, fans will see the live-action show is doing more than recreating the cartoon. In the original, Princess Azula, the ambitious daughter of the Fire Lord Ozai (Daniel Dae Kim), doesn’t appear until Season 2 when she emerges as a new threat to the Avatar, the boy with the power to control all four elements and unite the nations against Ozai’s dictatorial rule. In this iteration, Azula is a recurring character, allowing fans to see her in a brand new light. “It’s an origin story for her,” Yu says. “It’s this foundation being laid out for a lot of things to make sense when we eventually pick up where we first met her in the original series.” So if you were worried Yu’s Azula had lost her villainous edge, don’t be. Yu describes her as “a girl boss,” but “evil.” Still, she says, “Azula is my baby girl, she’s my boo thing. I love her.”

Not only is she unbothered by the early reactions, she’s not at all nervous when thinking about how the show might be received by hardcore fans. Instead, the actor is more concerned with what her two younger sisters will think. The actor has seen Asian American representation grow from Disney Channel’s The Suite Life of Zack and Cody — “All I had growing up was London Tipton,” she says, giving a shoutout to star Brenda Song — to recent Oscar-nominated films, like her 2023 favorite Past Lives starring Greta Lee. As half-Korean, Yu is proud to be a part of this current shift. “The idea that my little sisters are going to be able to watch TV and movies, and the likelihood of them getting to see someone that looks like them is so much higher, is such a win. It’s so healing to know that we’re creating an industry where little girls — little anyones — can feel like that.”

The fact that Avatar: The Last Airbender stars Asian actors is arguably the new show’s biggest break from the original series. When the cartoon first premiered in 2005, it only featured a few Asian and Asian American voice actors, despite the fact that it took place in a world inhabited by mostly Asian and Indigenous peoples. When the beloved series was adapted into a widely panned live-action film, The Last Airbender (2010), the cast also remained mostly whitewashed, save for members of the Fire Nation, who were depicted as South Asian. Now, two decades after the original’s debut, Asians are finally getting a seat at the table. “It’s monumental,” Yu says.. “It’s so important to be able to see yourself in stories. That’s what storytelling is about.”

Yu’s confidence is impressive, especially considering Avatar: The Last Airbender is only her third credit on IMDB. She gives off the air of an old pro. And in some ways, she is. Born and raised in New Jersey, she’s been auditioning for acting roles since she was 16. She’s also been dating Stranger Things star Gaten Matarazzo since they were 15. They currently live together in New York City with their three cats, and she’s had a front row seat to his rise to global celebrity. Though she insists she has always tried to keep their careers separate from their relationship, she admits, “Getting to see someone with such a huge heart navigate this industry is the best advice that I could be given.” She adds, “We’re both still trying to figure it out, and it’s really cool to be able to do it together.”

She continued to audition throughout her last years of high school, though “it was a struggle,” she says. During her senior year, she debated whether or not to go to college or commit to acting full time. In the end, she stuck with her passion. Then, in December 2021, just months after her high school graduation, she booked Avatar. “‘Oh, thank God,’” she recalls thinking. “I’m doing what I should be doing.” She has since gone on to appear in the Oscar-nominated May December, opposite Julianne Moore, Natalie Portman, and Charles Melton.

It wasn’t until her fourth and final audition came around that Yu finally learned what role she was fighting for. “It was insane. I cried on the phone with my mom.” Months later, she was standing on the Fire Nation set next to the legendary Daniel Dae Kim in full armor and regalia, acting between bursts of flames. (“Before they’d call action, they’d be like, ‘Pyro!’ and the flames would ignite from these sconces on the walls. It was insane.”) And though she admits acting opposite Kim was intimidating at first, it was also pretty damn cool. “Who wouldn’t feel like the baddest bitch in the room sitting next to Daniel Dae Kim as Ozai?”

It sounds lucky, but her road to Azula had more than a few bumps. First, there was the fact that she didn’t know what project she was actually auditioning for. “They sent this completely fake, made-up storyline for this fake TV show. I was auditioning for a character named April,” she explains. After getting a callback, she hit the internet to do some sleuthing. “I became an FBI agent trying to figure out what I was actually auditioning for, because I was like, ‘Something about this does not feel real,’” she says. When she realized that it might be an adaptation of Avatar, a show she watched growing up, she couldn’t believe it. (“I was like, ‘No way. That is definitely not what I’m auditioning for.’”) Then there was the “minor car accident” that she got into right before her first callback. (She made it safe and sound and “did the damn thing!”).

As for what big names she hopes to work with next, Yu is open for whatever comes her way. For now, she’s got her eyes set on a not-yet-confirmed Season 2 of Avatar, which she hopes will include Azula’s time on Ember Island with her brother Prince Zuko (Dallas Liu) as well as some of her character’s famous lines. “I’m really excited to go into a second season and finally do these iconic line reads that Azula has,” she teases, adding, “I quote them all the time to myself. There’s this one scene in the original where she says, ‘Do the tides command this ship?’ And she’s basically threatening this soldier that she’ll throw him overboard if he doesn’t do what she says. It’s just so badass.”

Live action or not, Princess Azula will always be badass.

#natla #atla #elizabeth yu #azula #article #refinery29

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cowboydisaster · 2 years ago

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The Fire In Your Eyes

part I: tumbleweed

originally posted on 14 february 2023

pairing: Arthur Morgan x fem!reader

word count: 3.9k

summary: you're running from the law and stealing your way across the country. What happens when you meet a man who offers you kindness in an ever bleak world?

a/n: new series! Also happy valentines day! This is a little galentines gift for @.margowritesthings . I debated how and when to post this for a while now but here we are!

SERIES MASTERPOST

taglist: margofiore, woman-with-no-name, mrsarthurmorgan7, tillith, luvliewriting (you were all tagged in the original post, I didn't wanna blow up your tags <3)

The Tumbleweed Saloon is loud tonight, bustling with drunk fellers looking for a good time, and others looking to drown their sorrows. You’re the only woman in the saloon not for hire. It’s obvious, your dirty jeans and work shirt signal as much, but it hasn’t stopped the men from eyeing you with greed and asking for a price. Each of them receives a little something for their questions; One left the saloon with a black eye, another left with a slice in his arm from his advances. They all got what they deserved. Now onto what you deserve.

“Another whiskey.” You order, tossing two shining quarters down onto the old worn bar. The barkeep ignores the thirsty cries of the men beside you, knowing what will happen if he doesn’t get you your drink. You’re much smaller than them, but you can put up a hell of a fight, winning every time. The bartender, a local man with a dark handlebar mustache and a big hat, grabs the finer alcohol from the shelf underneath the bar. The golden liquid pours downwards, swirling in your glass until it is full once again. The bartender slides your shot down the length of the bar, and just as you catch it in your palm, a man slides into an open spot next to you. He’s big, standing over six feet tall with broad, sculpted shoulders. He’d be difficult to knock on his ass, but luckily he hasn’t come to bother you. Hell, he hasn't even noticed you yet. He’s turned slightly away from you, talking to a big, greasy lookin’ feller with a raspy voice. Pleased that the men aren't bugging you, for once, you turn back to your drink, slamming back the shot and bringing it down to the counter with a loud clunk. You savor the burning warm sensation that the whiskey sends down your throat, letting yourself drown away your sorrows with the liquid. You can feel a slight buzz working through your system, as your head feels a little fuzzy and your body radiates with warmth. The big man standing next to you at the bar takes a step back, accidentally bumping into you. After a little trip, you steady yourself and then turn to the man with the heated glare. You’re just about to tell the big brute off when a glint of reflecting light catches your eye.

Sticking out of the pocket of the larger man beside you is a platinum pocket watch, reflecting the light at the perfect angle to catch your eyes. Well shit, the day just got a whole lot better for you. His black jeans held up by fancy leather suspenders have a decent sized pocket, and the watchchain pokes out just enough for you to grab it. He won't notice if you do. You’ve become a master at this. Oftentimes pickpocketing poor, unsuspecting strangers is the only way for you to get money. You’re on the run after all, you can't just go pick up a job in town.

Perhaps it's the whiskey swirling through your system, loosening your limbs and your thoughts, but you get a sudden burst of courage, slipping your hand towards the man’s pocket. Typically you would never rob a man of this caliber. You stick to weaker men, smaller men without revolvers strapped to their belt. But something in you wants to take it, wants to rob this man and boast of the good steal from a gunslinger. A platinum pocket watch would keep you on your feet for a while. You could rent a room at the saloon and stock up on canned goods. Hell you could buy a cheap horse. You’ve been needing one ever since the lawmen shot down your mare Flower. She was a hell of an animal, mane and coat as red as a flame, and a heart of gold. She was your partner, your best friend. You haven’t had the heart to replace her since she passed, but you know that you can't rely on walking and sneaking onto trains for transportation forever.

Confident with your decision, you very carefully sneak your supple fingers into the man’s back pocket. The sounds of the bar fall away as you steady your breathing, focusing entirely on being as quiet and gentle as possible. You barely brush the denim of his jeans, keeping a close eye on the back of his head before you feel the cool metal of the chain. He hasn’t noticed. You’re fine. He’s talking to the other man, laughing and joking about something as you pull the chain up until the watch is free from his jeans. With a quiet breath of relief, you slip it into your vest pocket. Relief washes over you, and your hyperfocus falls away, letting the sounds of the saloon rush back to your ears. That is, until a large hand grabs your wrist, squeezing it so tight that the bones feel like they're cracking. You gasp at his grip on you. The hand belongs to the larger man, he’s still not facing you, but he's extended his arm behind his back just enough to grab your wrist.

“You best put that back, Mister.” He growls, drawl deep and southern, rumbling through the room. Because he hasn’t turned around yet, he assumes you’re a man. He’s a bastard and he won’t let you go. You’ve garnered the attention of a few drunkards by now, especially as you futilely try to pull your arm back.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you lie, “Now let go of me!!” You yell, pissed off at your failure and regretting your decision to cross this man.

The man's eyebrows draw together at your voice, and he turns around to face you. He was not expecting it to be a lady stealing from him. Especially not in a town as rough as Tumbleweed. But regardless, that's his watch. And he’s getting it back. He comes inches away from your face, looking straight into your eyes with the most threatening look you’ve ever seen. Despite your racing pulse, which he can surely feel, you straighten your shoulders to meet his stance.

“Put. It. Back.” The man growls again. A deep scowl plays out on his face and you kick yourself for ever thinking you could rob him. But you need the watch. For a second you think over your options. Well, he’s a man in a saloon. There’s one sure as shit method to get your way, feigning ignorance. You can probably cry your way out of this one, make up some sob story and get off easy.

“I- I’m really sorry, mister. It’s just… Well, I’ve been real hard up for money.” You whimper, tears pooling in your eyes as you peek up to him with the best puppy dog eyes you can manage.

He looks you over for a second, scowling. His eyes are an enchanting mixture of green and blue, greatly contrasting his tan skin. Subtle crows feet outline his eyes and a scar rests on his chin, long since healed. His nose has been broken, but those eyes. Everything about this man speaks of a rough life, of hatred, cruelty, and being hurt, but those blues… there's something deeper there.

“I ain’t fallin’ for that, lady. Now give it back.” He’s getting rather irritated, and his grip on your arm tightens.

Oh well, you’re not sweet talkin’ your way out of this one..

“You’re not fallin’? Really?” You chuckle, leaning in before swiping your leg out as hard as you can and undercutting his ankles. You swipe his legs out from underneath him, and even though you’d love to see the look on his face when he hits the floor, you waste no time, turning and running towards the saloon doors. The pocket watch is still in your vest, and you clutch the material in an effort to not lose it. Multiple people are shoved out of the way as you beeline for the door, pushing it open and searching your surroundings. It's dark out, not many people are in the street, but a line of horses are hitched to the wooden posts in front of the saloon. You need something fast and you need it now. Scanning down the line of horses quickly, you spot a chestnut mare. She’s a little more skittish than you would like, pawing at the ground with her hooves and whinnying loudly into the night, but you can tell she’s bred to be quick with lots of stamina.

“Sorry, your man ain’t comin for you, just me now.” You whisper, jogging towards the mare and throwing yourself up into the saddle. It's a fine saddle. Expensive, hand-tooled leather with a saddle tree custom fit for this mare. It's probably worth over $500, which boggles your mind. The owner of the mare must be tall, as you can’t reach the stirrups, but you spur her on anyway, galloping as fast as you can ride away from Tumbleweed. You don’t even know what direction you’re going in, you’re just getting away. The few little oil lights around the town get smaller and smaller until they dissipate into nothingness behind you. You get farther and farther away, pushing until you're well away from the town. It would take an expert tracker to find you.

The red mare slows into a nervous canter as you whoa her, going up a little hill of orange and red rocks. You’re somewhere not far past Benedict Point, up on a flat topped landscape that you have no name for. It’ll work for the night. There's good visibility to the roads below, so if he follows you, you can spot him.

After hopping down from the mare, the first thing you do is untie her saddle cinches and gently place the saddle down onto the ground. Luckily, it's equipped with a bedroll and saddle bag as well, but you'll get to that later. You check the mare’s sweat marks, and are pleased to find that despite her hot breaths, she’s not overheated from the run. She was bred for this, so it shouldn’t surprise you, but you’ve never had the pleasure of being around a horse as high quality and presumably expensive as her. You take her bridle off, tossing it to the ground and replacing it with a rope halter that you’d found on the saddle, that way she can’t get away. As you tighten the coarse rope, the mare pins her ears at you, lifting her top lip in a show of aggression and annoyance.

“Yeah, I know. I took you from your man, well he shoulda kept a better eye on you. Anyone dumb enough to leave an animal like you hitched outside instead of droppin’ you off in the stable, doesn’t deserve you.”

You roll out the thick blue bedroll in front of the saddle on the ground so that you can use the saddle as a pillow before resting down on it. Eyeing the red mare, you chuckle. It's clear that she’s been exceptionally well cared for. Her coat shines like polished copper, indicating that someone brushes her very regularly. You can’t see her ribs, instead you can see thick, powerful muscles; someone is working this horse daily. She’s been shown an impeccable amount of physical care but the softness to her eyes, along with her fiery attitude show you that she has been shown love and companionship as well, not just treated as a means for transportation, but a partner. Tears well up in your eyes as you think about the fate of your horse Meg, but you brush them away, grabbing the saddle bag and placing it in your lap. Crickets and cicadas chirp in the night, providing a calm sensation as you lift the leather flap. The first thing you see is some clothes, a few outfits for different types of weather, a kit to make a tent, a wad of cash and some canned food. Well shit… you got lucky.

You grab one of the metal cans, leaning back against the saddle to look up at the stars while you open the can with your knife. It's peaches, and you smile at the treat. Peaches aren't so cheap, and typically you find yourself eatin’ offal just to get by. You pop them into your mouth one at a time, savoring the thick, sweet juice as you go. You offer one to the mare, but she is wholly uninterested in you, keeping her head down to graze on the few little weeds that sprout through the rocks. After the can is completely gone, you toss it aside and lay down, resting your head on the seat of the saddle. You reach into your pocket, pulling out the expensive watch and looking it over for a moment before returning it to your vest.

The stars shine brightly, casting the ground in a soft light. A few constellations can be made out, and you think of your mother as you try to name them.

Sleep comes easily, the quiet call of animals in the night soothes you, the rustle of wind and the low noises that the mare makes, walking around the camp and slowly plucking up the bits of grass. It's entirely peaceful. That is until you wake up completely startled by the sound of galloping hooves approaching you. You jolt up, unprepared but ready to start throwing fists. A buckskin horse, weak and exhausted from running approaches you with a man on its back.

“First my watch and then you stole my goddamn horse?! The hells the matter with you, madwoman?!” He yells.

It’s the man from the bar. You take a few steps back as he jumps down from the buckskin. You’re sure that he’s going to storm over here and kill you. Maybe he’ll shoot you, or maybe he’ll push you off the cliff’s edge. You reach for your knife, but hesitate when he stomps over to his mare instead of you.

“Well I didn’t know it was yours. Plus, if this is your horse, then where in the hell did you get that one?” You bite, confused as to whether or not you can trust this stranger. A black hat obscures his eyes from you as he saddles up his mare. The man chuckles, deep in his chest before turning to you.

“Got me there, I stole it.”

You squint your eyes, taking in his sarcasm and the calm, sarcastic demeanor that he has taken on. A little unsure of yourself, you sit down on the dirt. If you need to, you can grab your knife, but if he was going to hurt you, he would have already.

“So you’re no better than me. We’re both thieves.” You say, ready to pull your knife out and gut this man if he approaches you.

“No, I ain’t no better than you… I ain’t knockin’ fellers down in a saloon though, put me right on my ass.” He chuckles, working on the straps to his mares saddle.

That gets a laugh out of you. After securing the saddle, he steps over a few feet from you and sits down in the dirt. He sees the way your hand rests on the handle of your blade, leaving it sheathed but ready to pull out. But he doesn’t plan on pushing you. He pulls out a cigarette and places it between his lips before striking a match against the bottom of his boot.

“Why you out here by yourself anyway? Ain’t safe out here, especially not in these parts.” He asks, bringing the lit match up to his lips and igniting the cigarette. You shuffle, adjusting your legs to bring your knees to your chin. Dangerous out here? Whatever's out here should be afraid of you.

“I'm perfectly capable of takin’ care of myself.” You hiss, more forward than intended. At this, he smiles, raising his hands into the air in mock surrender. A puff of smoke leaves his lips as he talks.

“Yeah, that you is…”

Puffs of smoke color the air gray instead of black, swirling up and away until they disappear in the night. You study him again, taking note of the two fully decorated revolvers on his hips, the worn state of his boots, and his expensive outfit. His horse was packed for travel, and the other man he was with at the bar shared a similar look. Puzzle pieces click together in your head and it all makes sense.

“You a wanted man, mister?” You ask, resting your chin on your knees, ignoring your brain which is screaming for you to grab a horse and run.

The man before you picks up a small twig in front of him, toying with it and breaking it into pieces before looking up to meet your eyes. You have to avert yours from his blue-green gaze, you know if you look, you’ll stare.

“You a wanted woman?” He projects.

The fact that he diverted your question answers itself. He is a wanted man. You can't find a good enough reason to completely lie, even though you feel it would be a safer option.

“Yeah… I didn’t do it though.” You lie, averting his gaze as you pull on your boot straps.

“Sure ya didn’t,” He laughs, “now what they want ya for?”

You feel the emotions bubble up in your chest, but you shove them down. You won't allow this stranger to see you cry.

“Killin’ a feller…” You whisper

The man whistles lightly, eyebrows raised as he takes in your form. You? Killing someone? He can see it, honestly.

“What’d the bastard do?” He asks patiently, still playing with the stick.

“He killed my father, the only person I had left,” Your jaw sets and you feel that familiar rage come over you as you tighten your grip on your knife handle. “and so I killed him for it.”

His eyes fall a little, and he nods his head.

“So he deserved it then.”

Wanting to change the subject from your first account of manslaughter, quite the uncomfortable topic, you ask this stranger about his own.

“And you? What are you wanted for?” You ask quietly. The man laughs a little, bringing his hand up to run over his beard.

“Shit, darlin’. There ain’t much I'm not wanted f-” He begins, but you scowl, cutting him off with your bite.

“I’m not your darlin.” You growl, scowling up at the stranger with an annoyance beyond anything he’s seen. He smiles at your constant bickering and attitude. You are something else.

“Yeah I know.” he chuckles.

It grows quiet, a bit uncomfortably so. You’re not sure what happens now. Is he going to leave you here and take both horses? You wont make the walk back to Tumbleweed, not through the desert. You’re about to ask the plan when he speaks up.

“You need a place to stay?” He asks, eyes soft on yours. There's a wrinkle in between your eyebrows from concentration and confusion as you think over his offer. Surely he wants something out of this. You can’t trust him, you’ve known him all of five minutes.

“Why? You want me to go back with you? What, keep me safe so I can lay with you as a payment?” You hiss, feeling threatened and cornered. Once again you grip onto your hunting knife. The stranger runs a hand over his face, seemingly offended by your assumption. His brows draw together and he looks kind of pissed off.

“Jesus- No!” He yells, pinching the bridge of his nose before gesturing to you with his hand.

“Got a camp, a group of people. There’s a kid, older folk, women. We ain’t good men, but we ain’t exactly bad neither.” He says, resting his hands on his gun belt as he awaits your response. You’re nothing short of shell shocked. You met this man ten minutes ago, you don’t even know his name, and he's invited you to his camp. But the one thing ringing in your head is the child. How bad can a group truly be if they’re taking care of a child?

“There’s a kid?” You ask, so quiet that it seems foreign. Shelter would be wonderful, and real food. But you’re afraid for your safety.

“Yeah, little Jack.” The stranger chuckles, seemingly looking back on a specific memory.

Your eyes fall down to your lap and you play with your fingers, utterly confused by the choice he’s given you. Would it be worth it? To get off the roads? He’s watching you, looking over the emotions playing out on your face, waiting for a response. He sees the uncertainty in your eyes, and speaks up.

“You could stay for a while, hide out from the law and get back on your feet. Camp’s a ways away, closer to Blackwater than here, but we could be there by tomorrow.” He says, gauging your reaction. You bite your cheek, playing over the pros and cons in your head.

“Why are you helpin’ me?” You ask sincerely. Kindness is a rarity, something that you’re not used to. In fact you’ve built walls around your heart to protect yourself from the unkind world, and the people that inhabit it.

“I've been on my own before, beggin’ in the streets, sleepin’ in the woods with no bedroll or nothin’. Was a little younger than you back then, it's no way to live. Someone took me in when I needed it. And if he didn’t I'd be dead by now. Figured you deserve the same.” He says, keeping his eyes on you the entire time.

Nothing can be heard but the slow grazing of horses as you think. You need to get out of the wilderness, you need to get back on your feet. But joining a group of strangers? It’s risky. The man before you hasn’t hurt you. He easily could have killed you as soon as he rode up here. With a small scowl, you reach your resolve.

“Alright… I’ll go. But if anyone tries anything, I'll kill em.” You mumble, standing up and dusting your knees off. He looks to you with sincerity, offering you a little nod in understanding.

“It ain’t a trap.” He says, mounting up into the saddle.

“Say, what's your name, anyway?” He asks, adjusting himself on the red mare as you climb onto the buckskin. You tell him, and he thinks over your name for a moment.

“You?” You ask.

“Names' Arthur Morgan.” He says, spurring his horse back towards the road.

“Well, Arthur Morgan, I figured you should know that this little agreement doesn’t mean you’re getting this watch back.” You yell up to Arthur, galloping after him on the poor buckskin and tapping the pocket of your vest. Arthur genuinely laughs, turning around to yell back.

“Yeah well you can keep it. I stole it anyway.”

#arthur morgan #arthur morgan x female reader #arthur morgan x y/n #arthur morgan x reader #arthur morgan x you #rdr2 fanfic #red dead redemption two #red dead redemption 2

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dreamaze · 11 months ago

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.⟡. 2023 Year in Review .⟡.

cc year in review — every month in 2023 : link your favorite and/or most popular post from each month this year

tagged by: @shorelinnes, @xiaojuun, & @gnanii, thank you lovelies! ♡ tagging (no pressure, & the gifs were extra!): @ye-xiu, @eggheons, @nervousnotion, @honeyimissjoo (if you’ve already done this, feel free to drop the link! ♡)

Hello!! A brief(ish) recap before the actual list. It’s been a pretty wild year in wingsland, mostly thanks to finishing up my second master’s degree in December (finally, BYE!). Looking back, I’m surprised at how much content I actually created, but this has been a refuge and source of comfort for me while running on fumes between work and school and general adulting. 2023 also marked some changes in my listening and sources of inspiration. I fell more out of interest with txt (apologies to all followers who were here for them… this is the second time this has happened, oops?) but fell even more in love with Monsta X while discovering some other new or new-to-me artists (more on that in another post). Reason was my first official comeback with them, and it really lit a fire in my brain. I have a few ongoing series that I intend to continue, whether they’re gifs or audio compilations. I giffed a LOT of besties (minhyuk + hyungwon, the soulmates of soulmate besties). It brings me so so much joy to work on those sets and the various audio edits or just being excited about musical details in my music box tag. I also managed to squeeze in a few angsty mv sets along the way, because tbh I feel like I am thriving most as a creator when something is pulling at the heartstrings. I know mbbblr has been quiet lately (and must seem exceedingly so to those who were around years ago), but I will keep being noisy about them until mx6 is reunited and beyond. Thank you for sticking around with me ♡

(P.S. I am calling these my favorites and audience favorites because what even is popularity on tumblr, and also I am horribly indecisive and can rarely stick to one. Please enjoy the occasionally unserious post descriptions!)

January ⟡ My favorite(s out of an unusually prolific month): ‘Beautiful Liar’ lyrics + reflected shots, control imagery, & Minhyuk/Changkyun choreo; besties livestreams ft. minhyuk about to get his ass kicked by an indignant noodle & besties again not fighting ⟡ Audience favorite: Reason concept ver.3 (where did all those notes come from) followed by Hyungwon in Love Killa/Gambler/Beautiful Liar

February ⟡ My favorite: Besties Lone Ranger recording, Honey PD ’괜찮아’ Recording (ft. bonus honey threatening offering to kiss minhyuk on the lips), Hyungwon ‘Beautiful Liar’ mv + photoshoot behinds, & the following ⟡ Audience favorite: Unofficial art director Lee Minhyuk

March ⟡ The (only) favorite: Hyungwon FRED x Marie Claire (my favorite photoshoot coloring of the year)

April ⟡ My favorite: Minhyuk in Reason era & besties ft. not-very-tsundere hyungwon ⟡ Audience favorite: Hyungwon John Varvatos x GQ

May ⟡ My favorite: Besties All In mv + filming (for the 7th anniversary of All In) & the following ⟡ Audience favorite: Lights album preview

June ⟡ My favorite: Overdrive & “always you and me” besties ⟡ Audience favorite: Minhyuk x Singles

July ⟡ My favorite: Hyungwon x MV water imagery ⟡ Audience favorite: 1/2 of besties enlists (sobwail)

August ⟡ My favorite: Fighter performance video (…ft. besties), besties massage (fail), & the following ⟡ Audience favorite: Changkyun x Marie Claire

September ⟡ My favorite: Jaechan ‘Time’ ⟡ Audience favorite: Minhyuk vs the prop pear

October ⟡ My favorite: Besties with or without mx ⟡ Audience favorite: A pretty Joohoney

November ⟡ The (only) favorite: Minhyuk x Floun

December ⟡ My favorite: Giuk 'My Blue' & the consequences of putting besties next to each other in dance relays ⟡ Audience favorite: Hyungwon Givenchy Beauty x Singles

#reused my calendar layout from last year because why not!#shout out to all the artists i loved & intensely listened to this year even if i did not create for them #you're in my heart if not in my cc archive #wings.original #kpop #for fun

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bluescreenvirus · 2 years ago

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Week 1: Brother / Family

I know I'm a bit late, but here it is! Kai's scene from Skybound deserves more attention tbh :( Poor guy

#master of fire february #master of fore february 2023 #ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago fanart #lego ninjago fanart #ninjago kai #kai ninjago #ninjago nya #nya ninjago #smith siblings #nya smith #kai smith #ninjago seabound #them :(

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Life goes on for the world, but for Ukrainians, it never will be the same

Soldier Daniil Kondel, call sign Viking, died on April 2, 2023, near the village of Khromove near Bakhmut, Donetsk region. While performing a combat mission at an observation post, restraining the advance of enemy units of the Wagner PMC, a group of Ukrainian soldiers came under enemy artillery fire, as a result of which Viking was fatally wounded. On May 25, he would have turned 22 years old.

Daniel was born and lived in Kyiv. He graduated from the National University of Physical Education and Sports of Ukraine with a degree in sports management. He has received many awards and honors in sports (sambo, judo, combat sambo), participated in competitions for the honor of the district and city from the Triumph club, and was a candidate for master of sports in sambo.

With the beginning of the full-scale invasion, he did not hesitate to defend Ukraine. He fought against the invaders in the ranks of the Honor Company of the 1st Battalion of the Da Vinci's Wolves 67th separate mechanized brigade of the Armed Forces of Ukraine. He was an operator of weapons for Special Forces units. He performed combat missions in the Kharkiv and Donetsk directions and took part in the liberation of Kupiansk-Vuzlovyi in the Kharkiv region. Since mid-February 2023, Danylo's unit has been defending the Bakhmut-Chasiv Yar road, which was an important area for Ukrainian soldiers.

"Daniil is an extremely kind, strong, and courageous person. A man for whom honor and justice have always come first. He was an example for his colleagues. His colleagues remember him as a true leader with iron discipline. A true fighter and hero. Danylo was an example of what a real man, a real warrior, a real Ukrainian should be. And he proved it at the highest cost - the cost of his own life!" - this is how friends described the fallen soldier.

Danylo was buried at the Forest Cemetery in Kyiv.

His father Oleksiy and his mother Hanna were waiting for him at home.

Don't be indifferent. Make Russia pay. Please hear our cry out to the world, keep spreading our voices, and donate to our army and combat medics (savelife.in.ua, prytulafoundation.org, Serhii Sternenko, hospitallers.life, ptahy.vidchui.org, and u24.gov.ua).

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everyfandomsprincess · 2 years ago

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Master of Fire February Week 4: Photo/Together

Pixal’s taking the photo

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doomedandstoned · 8 days ago

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WARLUNG Reveal New Music Video “29th Scroll 6th Verse”

~Doomed & Stoned Debuts~

By Billy Goate

Artwork by Laura Bennett

There's no denying the deep, groovy, doomy heavy rock vibe of WARLUNG on their new music video, airing the first single from their upcoming 5th studio album, 'The Poison Touch' (2025). Lyrics draw upon moments from the original Planet of the Apes movie (I'm talking the one from way back in '68), scripted by classic Twilight Zone writer Rod Serling:

Beware the beast man, for he is the devil's pawn. Alone among God's primates, he kills for sport or lust or greed. Ye, he will murder his brother to possess his brother's land. Let him not breed in great numbers, for he will make a desert of his home and yours. Shun him. Drive him back into his jungle lair. For he is the harbinger of death.

This screed was preserved in the Apes' sacred scripture, "29th Scroll 6th Verse," which is the title of this album-closer. Its truth is self-evident, generation after generation, bringing chills when you hear the words: "No way out..."

"This is an ode to classic sci-fi," the band explains. "The song warns against the destructiveness of human nature. It’s an interpretation of the Law Giver’s sacred scriptures from The Planet of the Apes lore."

Warlung's forthcoming 8-tracker is bursting with energy, made immediately recognizable by the distinctive two-vocalist approach of axemen George Baba and Philip Bennet that deliver some truly effective choruses, with delicious guitar harmonies, hell-yeah solos, and poignant riffs, backed by the stalwart and inventive rhythm section of Chris Tamez (bass) and Ethan Tamaz (drums). These two brothers bring dramatic punch to "29th Scroll, 6th Verse," making its message all the more gripping.

You can pre-order The Poison Touch starting today on Heavy Psych Sounds, with the release date slated for February 14th on multiple variants of vinyl as well as compact disc and digital (get it here). Mixed and mastered by Travis Weatherred of fellow Houston band Fostermother, whose recent album Echo Manor was lauded in these pages.

Warlung's tight, highly-charged sound and earnest vocals possess the stage, making them a must-see live, and I know Europe will be pumped to see them in the new year.

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Warlung is a Texas band formed by longtime friends and brothers in 2016. Their sound is an ode to classic rock and modern metal, mixing heavy riffs and catchy melodies with a psychedelic twist.

After self-releasing their debut album “Sleepwalker” in 2017, they quickly gained a cult following around Texas, opening for bands like Wo Fat and Dead Meadow. The band seemed to accept that they don’t have to stick to traditional themes and goes for more epic storytelling, helping to further expand their sound.

They wasted no time and returned to the studio to release “Immortal Portal” in 2019, becoming a local favorite to support bands such as High Reeper and King Buffalo. The band promoted their unique sound. playing notable festivals End Hip End It Fest, SXSW, Stoner Jam, Lone Star Unleashed and Ripplefest. They are renowned for their pneumonic rage, utilizing elements of true doom, stoner rock and occult-driven blues.

After signing with Heavy Psych Sounds to release “Optical Delusions” in 2020 and “Vulture’s Paradise” in 2022, they embarked on their first European tour in early 2023. Their wicked riffs, dream-like vocals and sinful solos subdue the listener into a deep state of fantasia. Touring sporadically, they continued to be included on lineups of Desert Rock Fest, Seismic Summer, and Heavy Psych Sounds Fest, sharing the stage with High on Fire, Truckfighters, Bongzilla, Weedeater, Windhand, and Brant Bjork.

Warlung is set to release their fifth studio album entitled, “The Poison Touch” and preparing for another European tour in early 2025.

'The Poison Touch' (2025) delves deeper into atmosphere while maintaining the gritty undertone that defines us. From start to finish, the listener is blasted with in-your-face raw energy while simultaneously feeling like a hauntingly beautiful experience. This record captures the essence of our live sound while exploring new realms, serving as both a continuation and evolution of our style.

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