#poster: Tian

[dissociativeidentitydisaster]

Haven't seen anyone do it yet so I'm doing it myself

Happy 1 year

[arohuacheng]

imagining the story from pei ming's perspective is rlly funny i think. this god from all that time ago ascends again (you were there for the first two times) and immediately waltzes into a situation that fucks something up for your descendant (putting both of your reputations on the line, messing up how hard your descendant worked to become a god and how hard you worked to ensure that he would have that chance) and then refuses to let you smooth the situation out and on TOP of that your friend's little sister (who hates you and who you are trying to look out for by request of your friend) is on your case about it too. so you've gotta work all that out and then like. you chill for a little bit (still kind of upset about your descendant) until your friend undergoes a heavenly calamity. and then in the space of like A Day the god from earlier shows up again with a fucking ghost king, your friend dies, the little sister you're supposed to be looking out for disappears, and everything just kinda goes to shit. so you're like. grieving. trying to process everything. until your OTHER close friend goes off the fucking rails with the spirit of that guy she murdered, and then you get called out to the spooky ghost mountain where you're confronted with the girl whose death YOU were essentially responsible for and have never really come to terms with, and then like. you just kind of hang out with these gay people until everything resolves itself. fight some ghosts. fight the heavenly emperor. get your friend to stop being evil for a little while so she can fix the filing systems. and then you just have to keep being the god of love i guess

[myheartisyoour]

[kanjichris]

Cast posters for the Chinese theatrical release of Howl's Moving Castle on April 30, 2024 featuring Yu Shi and Tian Xiwei as the Mandarin dub voices of Howl and Sophie

[kennys-friend]

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[simply-zhouye]

Tianhui kiss poster for Back from the Brink

[museelle]

[najusheikhtreatmentdua]

Naju sheikh treatment ruqyah Dua and ayurvedic medicine.

[vanimeiy]

[dangermousie]

@aysekira has been sending me Youku press conference posters and some of them are aaaaa!!!

Liu Shi Shi and Shawn Dou in Kill My Sins:

Xiao Zhan looming Monte Cristo style in Zang Hai Zhuan:

Chen Feiyu and Wang Yinglu mutually moisturizing in Xian Yu:

The Double (and yup, FL is bleeding AGAIN! I think she and Sifeng from L&R should have a bleed-off at this rate.)

Tian Shu Li Ming:

The Grand Princess:

The Story of Pearl Girl (which is giving me ptsd vibes of TLB which is not a good thing or perhaps it is since despite my issues with that drama I adored LYN x ZLS in it.)

[asfodelle]

Hello, hello, here's the first scene of the one-shot I've been writing the last few months. It's about a 'He Tian is involved in the mob and returns occasionally tho feelings never leave' situationship neither can walk out of, Mo is a boxer, there's a touch of religious themes, made myself cry writing it, it's a blast.

1. May 5th 7:12 p.m. - Bell

Before leaving the car, He Tian lets out a long sigh, blowing smoke. He should probably get to praying.

The door snaps shut, echoing in the small street he parked in. Past the intersection he hears kids chatting, going home for dinner maybe. He Tian takes a second to watch himself in the reflection of his tinted windows. He readjusts the collar of his shirt, brushes his pants wrinkled from the long hours of driving, throws his hair backwards and the damp air soon gets him to fold his sleeves up. He doesn’t look so bad, he thinks. Tired. He rubs his face with both hands to bring back some color to his cheeks, then under his eyes as if he could dim the blue tint that’s been settling there, but it doesn’t have very conclusive results. He starts walking.

The entrance of the old warehouse is slightly different from the last time he’s seen it. It looks more welcoming, but it might just be a trick of the light. The peach clouds of the spring evening just paint a nicer ambiance than the grey winter sky did, last January. The gates have been adorned by new tags that have been sprayed on top of the old faded ones and there are flyers encouraging people to join the Sunday mass down the street glued all over, though they don’t reach very high. He Tian imagines a troop of old women roaming the streets, spreading the holy word but his little game of guesswork doesn’t help him relax one bit. 

He gets in front of the door, a smaller entrance within the large sealed gate that used to let trucks in and out of the warehouse. He grips the handle for a second, takes a long inhale and gets in. His eyes slowly adjust to the dimmer lighting but he quickly notes that, contrary to its facade, the inside of the place hasn’t changed much since the last time he saw it. Between high walls of concrete and sheets of metal lie mismatched sets of equipment. Barbells, slick black punching bags, discolored benches of various sorts, a couple old bikes in the back, punch mitts forgotten over a pile of cardboards. A few training boxing rings give shape to the room, the space between them gives the illusion of corridors. The walls are covered in overlapping posters, the grey disrupted by layers on layers of paint and graffitis that even cover the high windows. They let small rays of tinted light in like the stained glass of a church, though the candles are replaced by tens of flickering LEDs lights. There are a few people here and there, busy with dumbbells or talking in their little spot but the room is so wide they can’t be heard. Stairs crawl by the walls leading to more rooms and places He Tian had never been to. Music resonates, low and muffled from a speaker somewhere in a corner.

In the middle of the room stands another ring, a bright red one standing higher than the rest, with white thick cords. When He Tian sees him, he’s sat there, on the side of the wooden platform the red ring rests on. He's listening attentively to a trio of teenagers, leaning backwards on his hands. 

Guan Shan had taken a liking to boxing in high school. A good outlet, he said, one that taught him to measure his emotions. It stuck through the years and he’s been great at it. Then he started giving advice to newcomers, to give some of spare time to help young blood he saw himself in and slowly it transformed into actual lessons and training sessions he holds after work. These kids have been coming here for a couple years now, He Tian remembers them. They are reenacting punches and kicks, arguing and giggling over different combinations and they turn to their coach for approval whenever they get a new idea. He nods along and fixes their posture a couple times, something soft in his eyes. He looks beautiful. Toned and pale as ever, the bare skin of his chest clashes with the black shorts and the tattoos that spangle his body. He Tian stands close to the entrance, leaning cross-armed, his shoulder against a pillar and keeps on watching over him though he struggles to truly appreciate the contrast of colors due to the fifth character in the scene.

A guy he doesn’t know is sitting close to Guan Shan, too close. His hair is an ugly shade of bleached blond and he keeps looking at Guan Shan whenever he speaks with big dumb eyes, mouth agape and enamored. He looks young, but maybe He Tian only feels so much older than his age. He looks stupid.

He Tian hasn’t moved but Guan Shan suddenly lifts his head and catches him right away, as if he’d known all along where he was hiding. The way his eyes widen for a second betray his surprise however but he quickly regains control over his face. It seems like he excuses himself from his little group, the blonde argues something, he wants to follow but he’s brushed away by a dismissing hand.

Guan Shan glances back to He Tian’s shadowy corner and starts moving towards the closed rooms in the back of the building, grabbing a few boxes on the way. He Tian traces behind him with a confident walk and ignores how all of his body stiffens with apprehension, every single muscle a little too tight. Guan Shan enters the room first and He Tian follows a few seconds after. He closes the door behind them. The handle creaks and his hands are sweaty.

It’s not quite messy in here, but the little office room is packed. The desk is covered with stacks of papers, cardboard boxes are neatly piled up in the back of the room; some are already opened and uncover the gloves, the tapes and bandages they hold. The window is open too, letting in the noise of the city. Guan Shan sets the boxes he carried over on top of one of the piles and gets to fumbling in his bag, almost turning his back to the door where He Tian stands.

« Hi. » he tries, and braces himself for what’s coming. 

« You know it’s fucking weird creeping in corners like this? »

He Tian pinches his lips in a thin line.

« Why are you here? » Guan Shan asks then, still busying himself in his bag. He doesn’t sound angry, just a little cold, maybe annoyed at the disturbance.

« I’ve got some business to handle in town. »

« I thought you were abroad until September. » Guan Shan muses, finding the shirt he seemed to be looking after, a large black one. He Tian follows his hands and notices he has splatters of white and red paint over his forearms, his short nails are stained too.

« The schedule is never really steady. » 

Guan Shan scoffs. He Tian know that’s a first warning but he can’t help but focus on the way his muscles jolt, on the way they flex as he flips the shirt over. He tries to not lose his eyes on the curve of his biceps. It’s a struggle. 

« I negotiated a little. » He adds « Took over Cheng’s spot. »

Little negotiations that involved a precarious alliance, three weeks of tailing for intel and a couple of threats. It was worth it.

Carefully, He Tian moves away from the door, closer to Guan Shan. He probably shouldn’t, definitely shouldn’t yet he lifts a hand and reaches out to touch his bare back. Guan Shan freezes.

« I wanted to see you. » he explains, voice low as his knuckles trace the bumps of Guan Shan’s spine. It’s daring. It might earn him a hook but the pull is magnetic.

As their routine dictates, they hadn’t parted in very good terms the last time and for that, coming back to him is always a gamble. A game of Russian roulette even and quite a dangerous version of it; one where he never even knew how many bullets were hidden in the cylinder, each of them taking a different shape. At times He Tian had handled days of scowling looks and a soft kiss that had left him bleeding out, he had received sharp words from petty fights without wincing but just the weight of Guan Shan’s rehearsed indifference could pierce his lungs and leave him breathless. He will take the hits, he does not care. It’s a game they’ve played for years now and as long as the other still accepts to pull the trigger on him, he’d take anything. After all, He Tian is the one who bound the gun to his hand in the first place.

A punch never lands this time. Guan Shan sighs, his shoulders drop then he turns around and throws his arms around He Tian’s neck, knocking the air out of him all the same. He Tian holds back tightly, and finally breathes out, his fingertips digging into hot freckled skin.

« I missed you. » He Tian whispers. What a fucking understatement. 

The arms around his neck tighten in response, only for a brief second before they hear loud noise by the door. Their embrace ends as quick as it started, Guan Shan stepping back and turning to put on the shirt he had discarded a second ago. He glares at the door, expecting it to open at any moment but thankfully, the people outside only pass by. 

« I’m training the kids all evening, and there’s a party at eleven, but I don’t think it’ll stay long. » Guan Shan says when the room has quieted down enough. 

« I’ll pick you up then. »

Guan Shan nods. That should be He Tian’s cue to leave, he has a couple things to settle tonight anyway but the other looks as if he’s pondering over something. He Tian catches how amber eyes roam over his face, for a brief moment they even settle on his mouth, but then return to the door. 

« Get lost. » he tells He Tian, tilting his head towards the door but there’s no bite into it.

When He Tian gets back to the car, his cheeks hurt. In the tinted window, his smile might look shy but it’s wider than it’s been in the last four months.

[mysterygrl20]

Poster 2 for Red Peafowl, Tian San-Wei Jinyin (Fluk-Sun)

The love of the fox mafia (Wei Jinyin), who is rumored to be the most brutal and cold-blooded, and Tian San, his confidant who is the head of the Wei family's assassination unit. Fei Qi's skill is number one

[amaranthine-azure]

Heaven Official's Blessing // Tian Guan Ci Fu ~ Donghua Season 2 Poster

[ruanbaijie]

every month of 2023 ✨

happy new year everyone 🎇 I was tagged by @xiaolanhua [x], @deokmis [x], @morkofday [x], and @chinzhilla [x] to list my most popular and most favourite sets for 2023 - thank you for the tag!

JANUARY

most popular: spirited away - reikai (I wanted this to just be a collection of different scenes kind of thing but ended up finding specific scenes that would form a rainbow 🤡)

favourite: alice in borderland - face cards (yeah I have a thing for playing card edits)

FEBRUARY

most popular: yona of the dawn - the dark dragon and the happy hungry bunch

favourite: alice in borderland - minor arcana (I had so much fun figuring out who was who also fun fact I have an ace of wands tattoo)

MARCH

most popular: yuuri!! on ice - victuuri parallels

favourite: tomorrow - gu ryeon look book

APRIL

most popular: haikyuu!! - name meanings

favourite: alice in borderland - seasons 1 & 2 plotlines (the amount of planning that had to go into this I was questioning my life decisions every step of the way)

MAY

most popular: vanitas no carte - vanitas

favourite: the blood of youth - travelling the jianghu starter pack (this was INCREDIBLY fun to make)

JUNE

most popular: buddy daddies - how to be a good father

favourite: i told sunset about you - rainbow kaleidoscope (wanted to try something new for a rainbow edit)

JULY

most popular: given - uenoyama + gay panic (I love his dramatic gay ass)

favourite: along with the gods - the seven hells

AUGUST

most popular: tian guan ci fu - xie lian

favourite: heartbeat - seon woo hyeol (this show ended... disappointingly, but I had to make something for this chaotic blorbo)

SEPTEMBER

most popular: haikyuu - eyes

favourite: howl's moving castle - howl

OCTOBER

most popular: tian guan ci fu - shi qingxuan in s2e1

favourite: a tie between mysterious lotus casebook - difanghua hinge (or unhinged, as i've been told) profiles and the king's avatar - character profiles (for which I'd actually manually scanned the book posters)

NOVEMBER

most popular: tian guan ci fu - baby xie lian

favourite: mysterious lotus casebook - omg it's blorbo bleebus (200% would've included divorced if I could remake this 🥲🥲🥲)

DECEMBER

most popular: wuxia & xianxia shows be like (this idea has been with me for a LONG time, but I don't have a lot of wuxia/ xianxia shows saved so I hadn't done it earlier. but mlc came along and I figured hey now's a good time to do it, hence 🤡)

favourite: a tie between mysterious lotus casebook - the lotuspuff girls (I love this A LOT) and attack on titan - the final chapters (I just really like how all the scenes came together here with the somewhat consistency of the back views with different colours)

TAGGING if you haven't already done it: @tatakaeeren @inahochi @dingyuxi @krystaljungs @heroeddiemunson @spicyvampire

[konjebal]

The fact that on both promo posters Film's characters' eyes are closed and Jam's characters are very close and looking intently being open in their feelings make me curious. Like both Tian and Charn entrust themselves to what will happen to them now, after they met Jiu and Tinn, they step on the unknown path to find something they searched for a long time.

It's beautiful.

[simply-zhouye]

The beautiful married couple TianHui / YaoYan / TianYan // Back from the Brink