#OKHY

[kiochisato]

SCREAMS !!!!1!!!!!1?1!!!!!??!!! NOBWAY THUS IS REALLL !!!! HAPPY 1KKK !!1!1!1!1!!!!

#🌫️ 𓂃 writing.txt◞ #NAWHHHHH #ISEKSJD #guys guys guys #thank yoiaTHANK #THANK UO #SGSI #THANK YOU #Osmy #OKHY #OMGY #NOWAYAUSHSSJ

[thevampcave]

무제 77-A (1977) dir. Han Ok-hee

#무제 77-A #무제 77A #UNTITLED 77-A #UNTITLED 77A #han ok hee #han okhi #caps #1970s

[pathologising]

let's get sillay

#my face #okhi.

[sezja]

.................should I put LeFox The OC in ffxiv.

#should i go full cringe. #she'd be a SAM main #i only have one of those (Okhi)

[okinawaautotech]

Are Electric Scooters Environment Friendly?

In recent months, electric scooters have become more popular in several of the world's major cities. Electricity, which is less harmful than gasoline or other fossil fuels, is used in principle to provide convenient, on-demand, and accessible transportation for everyone. Yet, in terms of environmental effect, how do electric scooters stack up against other modes of transport? Can they be a long-term, sustainable and effective alternative mode of transportation? 

One of the most straightforward ways to reduce your carbon footprint is to travel without emitting any. Because they are powered by a rechargeable battery, electric scooters emit no pollution, therefore, reducing carbon footprint.

Riding an Okinawa electric scooter will reduce carbon emissions significantly, rather than simply a modest amount. According to the EPA, the average ICE scooter emits 2.6 metric tonnes of carbon dioxide each year. None of this happens with the Okinawa e-scooter, because it produces zero emissions. 

Due to the fact that Okinawa e-scooters are silent, they do not contribute to noise pollution. This makes you feel more connected to the rest of the world! You can feel more connected to your local neighborhoods and natural surroundings without worrying about a loud internal combustion engine ruining the experience.

The question of whether an electric mode of transportation is more ecologically beneficial has been extensively debated, especially in light of the recent growth of the electric mobility industry's share of the automobile sector.

Others argue that it is more environmentally friendly because it minimizes outflows during the usage stage. Environmentally friendly scooters are setting the bar for pollution-free personal mobility.

The Okinawa electric scooter is environmentally friendly in two ways - 

Saving energy with innovation

Okinawa Electric scooters are eco-friendly while also using energy-saving technologies. Switching to an Okinawa electric scooter is a great way to save money.

Creating a better urban environment

You may not realize the impact that ordinary automobiles have on an urban area until you ride an Okinawa electric scooter.

Why not use a form of transportation that is more environmentally friendly than traditional modes? It also feels amazing to save your fuel expenses and reduce your carbon footprint! With an Okinawa electric scooter, you can do everything and go around quickly.

#okinawa #Okinawa Autotech #electric scooters #electric scooter #best electric scooter #okinawa okhi-90 #Okinawa Okhi 90 #Okhi 90 #Best Electric Scooter In India

[circushorns]

okhi

#kirby #magolor #xydonite #ummmmmmmmmmm hi #kriscoolart

[twentysnoir]

Especial KRP — Nomes femininos coreanos

Eu gosto muito de anotar alguns nomes meio diferentões para usar em krp, então resolvi compartilhar com vocês alguns nomes femininos que não vejo tanto em krp. Com possíveis variáveis na romanização e forma abrasileirada de leitura.

Ahin, Aheen, Ain, Aeen (아인 - Aín)

Ahyeon, Ahyoon, Ahyun (아현 - Arrión)

Ahyeon, Ahyun, Ayeon, Ayun (아연 - Aión)

Ahyoon, Ahyun, Ayoon, Ayun (아윤 - Aiún)

Ahra, Ara, Arah, Ahla, Ala, Alah (아라 - Ara)

Bia, Biah, Via, Viah (비아 - Biá)

Bohae, Vohae (보해 - Borré)

Bohee, Bohi, Bohui, Vohee, Vohi, Vohui (보희 - Borrí)

Bohye, Vohye (보혜 - Borriê)

Bomin, Bomeen, Vomin, Vomeen (보민 - Bomín)

Boram, Voram (보람 - Borâm)

Chahee, Chahui (차희 - Tcharrí)

Chaehee, Chaehui (채희 - Tcherrí)

Chaeun (차은 - Tchaûn)

Chaeeun (채은 - Tcheûn)

Chanmi, Chanmee (찬미 - Tchanmí)

Choa, Choah (초아 - Tchoá)

Dajeong, Dajung (다정 - Dadjóng)

Dahye (다혜 - Darriê)

Dohwa (도화 - Dorruá)

Dorim, Dolim, Doreem, Doleem (도림 - Dorím)

Eunbyeol, Eunbyoul, Eunbyul (은별 - Ûnbiól)

Hajin, Hajeen, Hazin, Hazeen (하진 - Radjín)

Haena (해나 - Réná)

Heeyeon, Huiyeon, Heeyun, Huiyeon (희연 - Rión)

Hojeong, Hojoung, Hojung (호정 - Rodjóng)

Hyerim, Hyelim, Hyereem, Hyeleem (혜림 - Rierím)

Hyeonae, Hyunae (현애 - Rióné)

Ina, Inah, Eena, Eenah (이나 - Ina)

Inbin, Inbeen, Eenbin, Eenbeen (인빈 - Inbín)

Joohyun, Juhyun, Joohyeon, Juhyeon, Joohyoun, Juhyoun (주현 - Djurrión)

Juha, Zuha, Jooha, Zooha (주하 - Djurrá)

Jungyoon, Jeongyoon, Joungyoon, Jungyun, Jeongyun, Joungyun (정윤 - Djóngiún)

Kkochip (꽃잎 - Cônib)

Mijoo, Miju, Meejoo, Meeju (미주 - Midjú)

Mina, Meena (미나 - Mina)

Minah, Mina, Meenah, Meena (민아 - Miná)

Minha, Meenha (민하 - Minrrá)

Miso (미소 - Missô)

Miri, Mili, Miree, Milee, Meeree, Meelee (미리 - Mirí)

Moonhee, Moonhui, Munhee, Munhui (문희 - Muní)

Nahee, Nahui, Nahi (나희 - Narrí)

Namjoo, Namju (남주 - Namdjú)

Narae, Nalae (나래 - Naré)

Nayoung, Nayeong, Nayung (나영 - Naióng)

Okhee, Okhui, Okhi (옥희 - Ôkí)

Seokyeong, Seokyoung, Seokyung, Sukyeong, Sukyoung, Sukyung (서경 - Sókióng)

Seola, Seora, Sula, Sura, Seolah, Seorah, Sulah, Surah (설아 - Sórá)

Seolhyun, Seolhyeon, Seolhyoun, Sulhyun, Sulhyeon, Sulhyoun (설현 - Sólrión)

Sia, Seea, Siah, Seeah, Cia, Ciah, Ceea, Ceeah, Xia, Xiah, Xeea, Xeeah (시아 - Xiá)

Saeeun (새은 - Séûn)

Seeun (세은 - Sêûn)

Serin, Selin, Sereen, Seleen (세린 - Serín)

Seongmi, Sungmi, Seongmee, Sungmee (성미 - Sóngmí)

Sohee, Sohui, Sohi (소희 - Sorrí)

Sol, Soul (솔 - Sôl)

Seulmi, Seulmee (슬미 - Sûlmi)

Solmi, Solmee (솔미 - Sôlmí)

Somi, Somyi (솜이 - Somí - Som Í)

Sora, Sorah, Sola, Solah (소라 - Sôra)

Sowon (소원 - Souón)

Soyul, Soyool (소율 - Soiúl)

Soyoon, Soyun (소윤 - Soiún)

Subin, Soobin, Subeen, Soobeen, Subean, Soobean (수빈 - Subín)

Suyeon, Sooyeon, Suyoun, Sooyoun, Suyun, Sooyun (수연 - Suión)

Suyoon, Suyun, Sooyoon, Sooyun (수윤 - Suiún)

Yerang, Yelang (예랑 - Ierâng)

Yewon (예원 - Ieuón)

Yeoeun (여은 - Ióûn)

Yeonah, Yeona, Yunah, Yuna (연아 - Ióná)

Yumi, Yoomi, Yumee, Yoomee (유미 - Iumí)

Yunsun, Yoonsun, Yunseon, Yoonseon (윤선 - Iunsón)

#noir helps #krp br #names list

[oyeevarnika]

Ishq ibadat karni okhi,

Ye taan masle garm hundene

| Song : karam ( equal sessions)

#punjab #punjabi #indian culture #song lyrics #love like the falling petals #loving you is a losing game #poetry #desi aesthetic #desiblr #aesthetic #movies #hindi cinema #desi tumblr #indian aesthetic #lahore #desi #indian movies #desi things #desi stuff #being desi #desi girl #its a story about love #hindi lyrics #hindi poetry

[neonfretra]

OKHIE ON SCREEN! hii girl i miss u. girl.

#sharks lb

[umbralsound-xiv]

Prompt #15 - Portentous

Character: Zhav The Black Shroud, 1558, Sixth Astral Era

The cool, black substance makes contact with her skin, stinging as it skirts over a still fresh wound at her cheek. Zhav's gaze lingers outward, a crowd of eyes through shade lined trees watching the anointment.

Her ragged breathing wasn't attributed to nerves. She knew this day would come eventually. She'd prepared for it, spent cycles in doing so, learning every art and skill Yohn had offered her in naming her apprentice. Zhav just... Hadn't expected it so soon.

Dim candles flicker at an altar made from the stump at a recently felled tree, where Zhav's head rested. They did similar things at executions; it was symbolic. The loss of a life, or the beginning of a new one. In Zhav's case, it was both.

Yohn was gone, as were two others of the Warband. Zhav hadn't even been present when it happened, but was the first to hear the news. The fallen had already been burned. And Yohn's ashes now scattered and mixed into the black paint that now adorned her.

"Stand." Khuri bids her. The taller and much older Keeper dons the facepaint of a healer, long green hair greying at the tips with age. Only the way she carried herself painted her as Matriarch.

"Zhav, Warmaiden of Clan Karahli. Under Menphina you begin this life anew. As our Warmaiden from this moment until your last, what vows do you pledge us?"

Upright, Zhav's learned but youthful features regard those watching her. Her eyes had brimmed with tears for Yohn's loss, but so many were looking up to her now. She speaks, unwavering and full of fire.

"I pledge t'protect you. To do m'duties to th'best of my ability." Zhav clears her throat from the grief that had welled in it, speaking in a rare, clear tone. "I know 'm young. But that jus' means i've got more cycles t'give t'you."

Dipping her head to the Matriarch, she turns to her people; still red-eyed from the funeral only bells ago. The last they woke, their previous Warmaiden still yet breathed. One woman with a cross on her face inclines her head at Zhav's gaze, a sharp nod in response.

"Alrigh', you got weapons that need maintainin', bring 'em t'me. We'll start plannin' at sunset t'morrow, an' i'm gonna keep watch in case them bastards try somethin' else. Whara, Okhi, y've had most rest; y'on watch with me. Rest've you, get y'heads down."

The orders flowed from her lips as easily as breathing, and despite being only fourteen cycles and far younger than many of the Warband, people fell in line immediately. Yohn had trained her well enough.

And from Khuri's expression, a better choice for Warmaiden could not have been made.

#FFxivWrite #FFxivWrite2023 #Muse: [Zhav] #Chapter: [To Forge A Warmaiden] #FFXIV #IC #Writing

[thevampcave]

UNTITLED 77-A (1977) dir. Han Ok-hee

#무제 77A #무제 77-A #UNTITLED 77-A #UNTITLED 77A #han ok hee #han okhi #caps #short films #1970s #experimental films #cameras

[dadmininnit]

okhi chat.

there is. a boat i dont remember leaving at the bottom of this place. idont have a good feeling about this.

#admin.txt #idont remember at all. oh well. ihave armour and nightmare still. its. fine.l

[sezja]

Take a Leap

"You'll write, right?"

"Since when do you read, Thildonnet?"

Guydelot smacks Okhi's shoulder at the good-natured jab, then leans back once more in the tall grass. Seems quieter than it should: the bee skeps over at Fullflower Comb, just a few fulms away, are still silent. The bees haven't recovered from the aftermath of Dalamud's fall and the shifting aether; much of the world remains changed, even here in the Black Shroud. Hard for Guydelot to fathom, that. The Twelveswood's always seemed untouchable, inviolate. Now there's talk that the elementals' power is waning, the moon's gone and dropped out of the sky, and...

And Okhi's leaving.

She's leaving today, in fact. A shiny new satchel sits beside her, bursting full of foodstuffs, fresh clothing, medical supplies, all the odds and ends she could think to pack. She's got a new quiver full of fresh arrows; the two of them had sat up late all week fletching new ones, keeping only the straightest and keenest. She's got a new bow; they'd spent the last week breaking it in, firing arrows into straw targets until Okhi was certain she had the feel for it. It'd be her best friend on the road, after all - seeing as she was leaving her other best friend behind.

Not for lack of trying, mind. Aye, she'd wheedled at him for the past two years as she readied herself for her seventeenth nameday, when she'd bundle up all her necessary belongings and take to the road. A few times she'd damn near convinced him, too; what did Gridania have that the rest of the world didn't, eh? At least that he wouldn't be glad to set behind him: his parents, the stuffy people, all the rules one came to live by beneath the boughs.

Aye, if he hadn't finally been admitted into the Gods' Quiver, he'd likely have his own satchel and bow ready to go.

He absently smooths the front of the recruit's tunic he's wearing - hard to believe it's already been two moons since they took him on. It ain't that he likes the work, mind. Mayhap he's holding out hope that once his training days are behind him, life as a Quiverman will get more interesting...

Or maybe he just doesn't want to set out into a world that's changed in ways he doesn't understand yet.

Dalamud's fall - the Calamity - has shaken the world like a stone dropped into a pond, and who knows what the ripples might do? The way he sees it, better to wait it out and hope things settle. That's not the way Okhi sees it, naturally; the way she sees it -

"You could still come with me, y'know," the Keeper says, rolling over in the grass to face him. "It's a big world. I could use the company."

"And you could wait another year, I reckon," he replies, rolling to face her in kind. It brings back memories - they've been friends since they were tiny, and they've spent many a summer day's end curled side-by-side in the grass like this. Hells, they'd tumbled each other for the first time not far from this very spot, here in the grass, getting grass cuts in all sorts of unpleasant places... but that was years ago, and they've long since stopped the tumbling, but lying here together - that's never stopped.

Strange to think it will, after today.

Strange to think tomorrow he'll wake in a Twelveswood that doesn't have Okhi Chelawae in it.

It's enough to make him want to go with her. How many other friends does he have, after all? None so close or so true as she, and none who know him half so well. She won't know him at all once she's been gone a while.

"You're lucky I'm waiting another second," she retorts. Her green eyes narrow. "Can't believe you're stayin' for the bloody Quivermen. I'm gonna come back and find you a right proper little archer for the Twelveswood."

It makes him laugh. "Only thing I won't be is little." He stretches, pointedly. "Time you come back, I'll have two fulms on you, watch." She'd sprouted up four ilms in the past two years, finally growing taller than Guydelot - but they both knew his Wildwood bones were just waiting, just biding their time. "And aye, might be as I'll be a famous archer, like the Godsbow himself."

"You don't wanna be famous."

"You're right," he concedes, closing his eyes. "I just want... hells, I dunno, Okhi; I just want to do something with archery, mayhap. I wanna feel like it's for something."

She snorts. "Aye, it's for putting food in your belly and furs on your back." She sits back up. "Nearly mid-morning. I should head out soon, if I mean to reach Thanalan by evening."

He sits up too. "You ought to get a tent. There's no telling how many nights you'll be stuck on the road."

"Aye, sure, I'll fish about in Quarrymill." She sighs. "Guydelot, you should come with me! There's nothing here."

Guydelot's silent, watching a young Wood Wailer pass by, doubtless on his way to tedious guard duty near the Hawthorne Hut. Not yet on duty, he carries his mask rather than wearing it - Guydelot can see the thoughtful, distracted look on the young midlander's face. Pretty face. He spares the two of them half a glance-

Even at this distance, his eyes are such an impossibly deep shade of blue it steals Guydelot's breath away, set in a stern yet beautiful face.

Half a glance, then the Wailer dismisses them with a polite nod of indifference and moves on, trudging ever onward to his onerous duty.

"There's that."

"He wouldn't give you the time of day," Okhi says, half-chuckling. "You know it."

Guydelot grins. "Actually, I don't know it," he replies. "And if I leave with you, I reckon I'll never know it."

Okhi shrugs, standing and shouldering her quiver and her pack. "Suit yourself. While I'm off seducing the lads and lasses of the Far East and everywhere from here to there, you can be here, pining after a Wood Wailer."

"Pining." He's already forgotten what the man looked like - only what he represented; all the beauty and wonder to be had right here at home. "Right. Listen-"

"I'll write." She smiles, but it's wobbly - and for the first time, he realizes why she'd been pestering him to come along. She's nervous. Scared half to death. But here she is, ready to go anyway, all alone.

He drags her into a hug. They've never been the hugging sort, but after a moment, she winds her arms around him too, and squeezes until his ribs creak.

He walks with her as far as the South Shroud, then turns her loose, watching until she vanishes around a hill.

It's not too late to follow her, you know, he tells himself... and then, with a sigh, he turns and heads back for home. It'll be time to report for duty soon, and he's already been late for muster twice.

Best of luck, Okhi.

Whatever his own future holds, he hopes it's at least half as exciting as hers.

#guydelot thildonnet #okhi chelawae #...and sanson cameo #my writing

[melodyclover]

OKhi ...napped for ten million hours Peace&love ✌️💗

[squishosaur]

OKHI HELLO. OHHMYGOD> THE SORAKASA EVENT IDEA. THAT SSO PERFECT I SCREAMED SO MANY TIMES.

THE ???? NATSUMUGI BREAKUP??????????? AND SORA PLAYING W THE DOLLS????? STOPPPPPPPPP. ALSO NATSUME HURTING SORA :( BUT LIKE THE RESOLUTION I DIE

i'm gonna admit i dont care abt knights as much as switch but KASA MY LOVE!!!! SORAKASA THE REALEST!!!!!! WHEN WHEN WHEN KASA SAID "Is this the color you see the world in, Harukawa-kun?" I CRIED. OHMYGOD

also mugi in the background of natsume's card looks so cute sorry i'm deranged

also thank you i like my user too :D

hi again! i'm glad you enjoyed it but please don't cry :< i love switch they are so silly and i hope we get more sora-centered events 💞 i do like knights sometimes but my favs are 2wink and switch (was very excited abt them doing tell your world with hatsune miku & the kagamines i was going to spontaneously combust) very obsessed with sora as a character he's so silly funny but also he has so many layers and i love watching him interact with different people and make friends with everyone!! anyway here is the unit ever (they are happy :D)

#askbox! #my art :> #switch enstars #switchtism

[obitv]

okhi its talk to me time. oh yeah. the time where you talk to me. its that time.