#shan originals

[shantasma]

Mario &and Luigi

[qilingxiong]

A glimpse of Cheng Yi's fight scenes on the set of 《赴山海》 (x)

[wonderingcheese]

my sweet boy (draw him splattered with blood)

One of my Commanders from @eyesofshan-if <3

[kabishkat19]

Disney NextGen🪶 (Villain Edition)

Shan Hung (30)

Shan Arban (24)

Shan Batu (19)

*The last remaining children of Hun general Shan Yu, many of his children were killed in the battle of the snowy mountains only leaving these three

[aveliney]

self indulgent art…. my chiss Ren from swtor who im romancing with Theron :) im trying to learn how to draw men and people in general better. i hope someone likes these 2, i plan on explaining their secret relatioship too :)

[incorrectstarwarslegendsquotes]

Bastila Shan: Revan! Have you no dignity? Revan: Of course not! How long have we worked together?!

[allboutheyaoi]

Mo Guan Shan ♥️

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

Thinking about opening a photography sideblog although I don't know about photography and I rarely take pics.

Anyway, here are some pics from today:

[triscribe]

Trials of Youth Ch1

(...so. So far my attempts to get in a good headspace to finish this book's second draft have not gone well, which means it's time to take drastic action. Hence, sharing the first handful of chapters here, and seeing if my friends having someplace to screech and ask what's next will help)

Dawn bloomed.

In the southern plains, sitting near the very top of a cottonwood tree, a girl admired how light spread across the land, transforming everything by simple use of illumination. When enough time had passed that she could see her surroundings clearly, the fourteen year old turned and looked down.

“Fren! Time to get up, lazy-bones!” A muffled grunt was the only response. Rolling her eyes, the girl started to climb downward, swiftly passing her own hammock to crouch beside the one below. With a teasing grin, she started to push at it, swinging the cloth and its inhabitant from side to side. “Frennnn.”

“Mm’up.” A hand and arm were stretched up out of the mess of blankets, before flopping back over.

“Freniden Brusan, if you don’t wake up in the next thirty seconds, I’m tipping this thing over and dumping you out of it.”

Bunched-up cloth and curly black hair were pushed aside so that her friend could direct his glare towards the girl. “You wouldn’t.”

“I most certainly would.”

“We’re twenty feet in the air, Tali!”

“Then you’ll just have to use your all-powerful wizardly talents to keep from getting injured.” She released her hold on the hammock and stood. “Now come on!”

“Alright, alright, I’m getting up,” the younger boy grumbled, kicking his blankets off and reaching for his bag, hanging from a nearby branch. “I swear, everyone in your family is a lunatic, rising at dawn and ordering other people to do the same...”

“I’m sorry, does this come as a surprise to you?” Laughing, Tali climbed back up to avoid the smelly sock Fren threw in her direction. Within a few minutes, both children had donned their outer traveling clothes and rolled up their hammocks, stuffing the bulky bundles into Fren’s enchanted satchel. Once they’d clambered back down to the ground, the wizardling pulled out some hard biscuits and dried meat for their breakfast.

“So,” he asked around a mouthful of food. “Now that we’ve successfully gotten too far from the city for your father’s search parties to find, do we have a destination in mind to start looking for this missing sister of yours?”

Tali frowned thoughtfully. “Well, much as I want to find Lillia, we could stop by your old home first, visit your family-” She stopped when Fren snorted.

��Bad idea. My relatives wouldn’t let us leave for at least the better part of a month, which I know would drive you insane.”

“It would?”

“Oh, yes. Nothing interesting ever happens in Fammon.”

“Well, fine then, if you don’t want to see your uncle and aunt and cousins, we’ll just go straight north.”

Fren raised an eyebrow. “That’s it? That’s all the great Petalia Crant can come up with?”

“That’s all we need,” Tali argued, looking ahead with a fierce expression. “We go north.”

“I’m starting to have second thoughts about running off with you...”

“Too late to change your mind now!” Tali playfully punched her friend’s shoulder, and giggled when the chubby boy pretended to stagger.

“Hey! Easy with those muscles of yours! I may have extra padding, but that doesn’t mean it won’t get bruised!”

“Oh, quit being such a whiner.”

“Bully.”

“Wimp!”

“Aquimbe!” Before Tali could blink, a spray of water caught her in the face. She spluttered, ducking away as Fren cackled. The spell ended after a moment, water spout fading back into nothing, though the girl remained very much wet.

“That,” she declared, wiping at her face with the edge of her cape, “Was so not fair.”

“Forgive me for wanting to get the upper hand just once,” Fren grinned.

The pair continued to banter as they walked on, eventually finding a road heading in the right direction. Tali checked it over for recent tracks while Fren whispered a quick scanning spell for nearby people. Neither of them found any signs of fellow travelers.

“Should we risk it?” The wizardling asked. His friend shrugged.

“May as well.”

Winding as it may have been, the road nonetheless took them north, and the pair made good time. By mid-morning, they’d covered several miles, and stopped for a water break on top of a shallow hill. When she handed back the water skin, Tali decided to climb another tree, to get a look at their new surroundings.

The girl had only gotten part way up the trunk, though, when something not too far away caught her eye.

Fren flinched as she suddenly landed beside him, fumbling the water skin and nearly dropping it. He didn’t have any time to ask what she’d seen before Tali was dashing off down the hill. Scrambling, Fren hurried after. A few minutes later, they rounded a bend in the road, and he too saw what had grabbed his friend’s attention.

A small, weather-beaten wagon was stuck, one of its front wheels trapped by a deep crack in the earth. The driver, a wrinkled old goblin, strained as she tried to pull it free without much success. Harnessed to the front of the wagon, her horse saw the two human youths first, and whinnied.

“Hello there!” Tali called, slowing her steps as she approached. “Could we offer you a hand?”

The goblin, who’d paused at her horse’s sudden warning, looked over in surprise. “I wouldn’t mind a bit if you did! I just need a tad more oomph to lift it free, I think.”

Tali immediately stepped to her side, crouching in order to get a good grip on the frame of the wagon before glancing over her shoulder. “C’mon, Fren, hurry up.”

He rolled his eyes. “Wizard student, remember? Elvitaere.” A soft yellow light sprang from the pendant tied around his left wrist, enveloping the wagon and causing it to slowly float into the air.

“Oh my,” the goblin gaped. 

Huffing at her friend’s dramatics, Tali nonetheless pushed the wagon’s side, nudging it away from the hole. As soon as all four wheels were over even ground again, Fren ended the spell, letting the wagon gently set back down. The old goblin clapped her hands in delight.

“That was wonderful!” She gushed. “Saved my poor back and everything! Thank you so much, dearies.”

“You’re very welcome,” Tali said. “Is there anything else we could help you with?”

“Well, now I feel silly, but I’d emptied out everything I could to make this old hunk lighter - I don’t suppose the two of you would mind giving me a hand putting it all back, would you?”

Blinking, Fren leaned over to look at the other side of the road. Sure enough, several blankets were spread across the ground, dozens upon dozens of books and knick-knacks and other peddler’s goods piled atop them. He gave Tali a side-eyed glance, and sighed when she glared back.

“Happy to be of assistance, ma’am.”

[lurkingshan]

How does one even talk about Doctor Slump, which started spectacularly as one thing before devolving into a completely different thing? I guess I’ll treat is as two distinct dramas, because that’s how it felt to me.

The first half of Doctor Slump was a touching story of two people in mental health crisis learning to take care of themselves while supporting each other through the worst moments of their respective lives. I found Ha Neul and Jeong Woo easy to empathize with and even easier to love, and the mature way they communicated with each other so honestly about their feelings felt like a revelation. I was invested in the work they were each doing on themselves, the unfairness they sought to address in how they’d been treated, the hard conversations they had with friends and family, and the effort they put into understanding each other and finding equilibrium as a pair. I loved this show very much.

The second half of Doctor Slump was an incoherent mishmash of random kdrama tropes with only a passing relation to the first show. The characters ceased being mature adults and started interacting mostly via exaggerated aegyo. They felt increasingly less grounded and more like caricatures of themselves as the show abandoned the mental health storyline in favor of silly plot contrivances, trucks of doom, manufactured health scares, and more filler content than I could cope with. This show skipped any meaningful relationship development and ignored their mental health until the very end when it suddenly brought the doctor back to tell us no more therapy or meds are needed now because they’re happy, you see. I hated this show very much.

If you’re seeking a great drama with flawed and lovable characters that takes mental health crisis seriously, I highly recommend It’s Okay, That’s Love. You won’t find what you’re looking for here.

[kindahoping4forever]

Luke via Shan Rizwan on IG

[shantasma]

[qilingxiong]

Cheng Yi Studio Weibo 06.05.24 - Cheng Yi's brush/sword dance in 《赴山海》 (un-CGI'd version) (x)

[isleofdarkness]

At the mention of Fa Mulan having signed the letter Jasmine had sent, Gigi snatched the paper from Maverick's hand and studied it with narrowed eyes. Before anyone could ask her what she was doing, she shoved it back into Maverick's hands and stalked over to a couch, sitting heavily with an unreadable expression.

"I'm fucked," she said, as if that explained anything or made any sense. "Ancestors help me."

"You wanna share with the class?" Lydia half joked, a bit surprised by the language used by the usually mild-mannered daughter of Shan Yu.

"All of my life my baba has said to me, 'Remember, Odgerel, do not strive to be live me. I was defeated. Instead, strive to be like the woman who defeated me. Be like Fa Mulan and I will die a happy man.' You see my problem?!" Blank looks answered her and she threw her hands into the air. "I can't be like Fa Mulan because she's too much of a fucking legend! How am I supposed to live up to this? How?!"

More confused looks. Maverick shook her head. "Girl, you're the only person in the room who still actually speaks to your parents. You're speaking Latin here."

"Shut the fuck up, my life is over!"

[amayikes]

Mo Guan Shan once said...

"How in the chicken balls" "What's it your chicken dick business what I'm doing" "What in the dick hair is this" "Chicken dick He Tian" "Did you fucking eat dogshit?" "GO LOOK AT YOUR REFLECTION IN YOUR PEE" "Do you have shit in your brain?" "You look pretty smart, why do you cook like an idiot?" "Are the chicken legs you eat gold plated or carved??" "Stinkin dog dick" "Dog chicken He"

Bonus curses from He Tian: "Why is your head dumb as cock" "You idiot! Are you looking that far to find a river to die in?!"

[aveliney]

sorry i cannot stop drawing them theyre so.

trying to draw more self indulgent things because i keep feeling bad for doing it ??????