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canary3d-obsessed · 6 months
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Bad Party Guests
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Wang Pangzi, Tomb of the Sea
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Mei Changsu, Nirvana in Fire
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Wei Wuxian, The Untamed
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Zhang Rishan, Tomb of the Sea
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Ling Buyi, Love Like the Galaxy
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hisapyon · 2 months
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Hei xiazi x zhang rishan 👀
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randomtwinkinthetomb · 2 months
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Zhang Rishan: My life is a little too much panic and not enough disco.
Xiao Hua: My life is a little too much fall and not enough boy.
Wu Xie: My life is a little too much chemical and not enough romance.
Kan Jain: My life is a little too much imagination and not nearly enough dragons.
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lasenbyphoenix · 1 month
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Fo Ye: "Fuguan we have a bandit to catch."
Zhang Rishan: "On it Fo Ye. What's the description?"
Fo Ye: "A solider surrounded by smoke and flames."
Zhang Rishan: "..."
Fo Ye: "Is there anything you'd like to report Fuguan?"
Zhang Rishan: ".....I wont let anyone see me next time?"
A.K.A Zhang Rishan: I can't help it if Act of Service is my love language and I only know how to burn things.
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fixaidea · 2 months
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Excerpt from a fic I'll probably never write:
(From the DMBJ end this takes place in a sort of mixed 'verse that's mostly book, but Zhang Rishan is still around, because it's fun to bother him.)
(The premise would be that an ancient artifact in the Smithonian starts acting up. By the combined efforts of Dr Strange and the leading historians of the museum they work out that this thing is likely a piece of a set of four, and might be stopped from taking out the museum and half of Wasington with it if reunited with the other pieces. Problem is, no one has any idea where to find these pieces beyond 'somewhere in China' which, let's be real, is kind of a broad scope.)
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This was the kind of situation where someone knowing a guy who knew a guy would have helped a lot, but since he cut ties with the SHIELD a lot of these connections went up in smoke and, regrettably, Steve Rogers did not know a guy.
He did not, but, as it turned out, Doctor Strange did. Not only did he know a guy, he knew an entire clan of once-powerful mystics who doubled as professional graverobbers and had connections all over the Chinese antiques mafia.
Phone calls were made, plans were discussed, and by the time Steve, a handful of ex-Avengers and some new faces he managed to round up landed in Beijing the Zhang clan was waiting for them with people and equipment ready to go, and the probable location of the three missing pieces all worked out.
Used as he was to taking the lead, Steve was both appreciative of and, honestly, quite nervous about having been swept up in the flow like this, but since the matter was extremely time-sensitive he was ready to swallow his pride and follow along.
As it turned out, not everyone on his team felt the same way.
About two hours into packing and organising people into teams (three teams for the three tombs with three graverobbers for team leaders) Steve was approached by Doctor Strange's main contact, a man called Zhang Rishan.
Director Zhang did not look happy.
'Tell me Captain, your friend, Mr Stark - would you say his behaviour today is typical?'
Steve stifled a groan, opting for a deep sigh instead.
'No, I'm afraid usually he's much worse.'
Director Zhang nodded.
'That settles it then. He's going with the Iron Triangle.'
Steve followed his gaze all the way to the other end of the hangar, to a white minivan and the three people around it. If Steve had to sum up his first impression he would have described them as a middle-aged substitute teacher, a slightly older guy who was as round as he was loud and some twenty-something prettyboy who never quite grew out of his emo phase. He sighed and tuned back to Director Zhang.
'I take it you don't like this 'Iron Triangle' very much?'
Director Zhang opened his arms in an elegant shrug.
'Let me put it this way: there is some lingering tension due to conflicting loyalties and... certain past events, but I have no personal problem with any one of them. I'm certainly not trying to punish them by foisting your friend on them. No, out of all three team leaders Wu Xie is best qualified to deal with him.'
'How so?'
'Because I don't want to work with him and judging by his performance today he'd just waste Xie Yuchen's time and energy by trying to engage him in a power struggle the whole way. Wu Xie has the air of a harmless nobody even if he's anything but, so he's unlikely to provoke your friend's ego by merely existing. Besides, his greatest strength is how well he gets along with even the most difficult people. Give him enough time and he will befriend a stone statue.'
Steve sniggered and shook his head.
'Oh good! I just hope this friendly energy keeps up when Stark tries to steamroll over him.'
'That will not be a problem' said Director Zhang 'Wu Xie himself may not be naturally confrontational and might let him get his way, but the Iron Triangle is three people for a reason.'
He turned towards the trio in the far end of the hangar, nodding at the boy in black.
'I haven't worked with Zhang Qiling since the sixties, but unless he'd become a fundamentally different person since, I can tell you exactly how any disagreement will go. Mr Stark will have his opinion, Wu Xie will try to reason will him, Zhang Qiling will listen to them for about one and a half minutes and then take whatever action HE thinks is best.'
This time Steve didn't hold back a snigger. Stark was going to have and interesting week.
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sunriseverse · 5 months
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DMBJ prompt- Kan Jian doing something that makes Zhang Rishan laugh when they're on a mission together?
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this took me.........almost two weeks, i am so sorry. anyway, enjoy!
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Zhang Rishan doesn’t expect to see Kan Jian again—once he’d left along with Wang Pangzi and the others more closely aligned with the Wu family, Zhang Rishan had thought that would be the last of it. It had been surprising, how sudden that realisation had felt—he hadn’t realised how well Kan Jian had integrated himself into the hum of daily life around Xinyue, even if Zhang Rishan had been gone for some of that, trapped beneath the sands. But all things must end—this is not an empty maxim, but something that he has learnt through firsthand experience; a man out of time as he is, it’s inevitable that, at some point, those whom he grows close to will leave at some point—even if they stay their entire lives, the way Fo Ye had, death will eventually claim them. It’s something he’s grown used to—something he’s grown around, a tree around a barbed fence, until the wicked spikes no longer dug into his flesh.
So perhaps that’s why, when Wu Xie comes to his side, offers him a nod of acknowledgement as he takes the binoculars proffered to him, he doesn’t expect the shadow at Wu Xie’s back—or, rather, only expects one of them; Wang Pangzi is there, of course, two flaring stars of the Iron Triangle so much dimmer without their third sun, but then, to his side, Kan Jian, who’s wearing his trademark sleeveless ensemble. Not for the first time, Zhang Rishan feels a small flare of exasperation—it doesn’t matter how warm the man might run, one day he’ll catch a cold dressing like that.
To his further surprise, though, rather than following after Wu Xie when he moves to get his allies into order, Kan Jian instead diverts to Zhang Rishan’s side, smiling widely. “Huizhang!” he exclaims, puppyish and bright-eyed, and not for the first time, Zhang Rishan feels incalculably old—had he ever been so enthusiastic? He’s not sure he can remember. But in the tense atmosphere of this pre-ambush gathering, it’s like a breath of spring breeze, carrying the scent of plum blossoms.
“Aren’t you going to join Wu Xie’s detachment?” Zhang Rishan says mildly, and shifts slightly so that Kan Jian can come stand at his side if he chooses. Kan Jian takes the opportunity with a grin, and Zhang Rishan, despite the inappropriateness of it, given the context, finds himself smiling faintly in return.
After that, things fall into motion like an executioner’s blade—a spectacle, coated in blood and a sense of shared fervor from both sides. It’s a race to try and apprehend the Wang as they try and flee, having at some point realised the ambush was imminent. Zhang Rishan would love to know how that had happened, but he supposes, as he sidesteps a blow and brings a knee up into someone’s ribs, that it doesn’t particularly matter; the Wang, though they may have the element of familiarity, are panicking, and not as motivated as the remainder of the Jiumen—and, after all, the capture of the individuals is less pressing than the destruction of the computing division. They can always track down any who flee later on; the computing division, on the other hand, is something that must be dealt with forthwith, as it poses the largest threat.
Wu Xie, unsurprisingly, is the one to take the matter into hand—he disappears without a word halfway into the compound, leaving the rest of them to deal with any other hostiles. They’re lucky to have managed to do a near full sweep of the compound by the time the explosions rock the foundations—the only injuries to his team are some scrapes and bruises, no fatalities or serious wounds, though everyone gets at least liberally coated in dust. Zhang Rishan resits a sigh and wipes a hand across his face to clear his vision, and begins counting off to make certain that no one lagged behind and was caught under rubble.
As he’d initially assessed, no one is injured—Kan Jian, though, is looking dejected, hands shoved into his pockets and covered in grey dust, and he resolves to approach him and find out what the issue is. With that decision made, he leads his team out of the compound and around the perimeter for a final casting of the net to see if any more Wang have emerged from the compound that they missed while inside. They manage to detain a few more, but as Zhang Rishan had suspected, they’re not anyone of consequence. Wu Xie emerges, too, eventually, holding Li Cu in his arms and looking worse for the wear—dusty, bloodied, and exhausted, but clearly satisfied, at least for now. Zhang Rishan leaves him be, and dismisses those who had made up his team to other tasks, and then heads for where Xie Yuchen and the interim family heads have convened to try and decide what to do with the Wang they’ve captured. Kan Jian follows after him, which makes it easier, when the conversation draws to a close, for Zhang Rishan to turn to him with a raised brow. “Did you lose your slingshot?”
Kan Jian shakes his head, still looking absolutely crushed. “I brought some candies for Xiaomaque—Luo Que, I mean, but they got lost while we were inside.”
For a moment, Zhang Rishan merely blinks at him, and then, without meaning to, his lips stretch into a smile, and then he’s laughing, quiet and half-wonderous. Kan Jian—he’s like the golden rays of dawn, sometimes too warm but always well-intentioned. Zhang Rishan has watched the relationship between him and Luo Que grow from a one-sided enmity to something more cordial, even playful—not that it had, he suspects, ever been unplayful, on Kan Jian’s side—, but he hadn’t expected—this, he supposes; for Kan Jian to have grown so attached to the other man as to become distressed when something he’d meant for him was lost. Kan Jia’s gaze flickers, and Zhang Rishan realises, suddenly, he might think he’s laughing at him, and so he says, “Follow me,” and leads a confused but pliant Kan Jian to the Jeep he’d driven in, and opens the glovebox. “Luo Que rode with me on the way here,” he explains as he takes out a bag of lollipops. “These—”
“Are his favourite!” Kan Jian says, excitedly, and takes the bag. “Thank you, huizhang! You really are amazing!” He’s beaming like Zhang Rishan has given him some sort of irreplaceable treasure, and, not for the first time, Zhang Rishan finds himself smiling back automatically. “Thank you!” he says, again, happily, and turns to make a beeline towards the other end of camp, where Luo Que is hovering, almost indistinct, at Yin Nanfeng’s side.
Still smiling, Zhang Rishan shakes his head and closes the glovebox. 
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wuxian-vs-wangji · 6 months
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*Su Wan and Yang Hao break into the manager's office at Xin Yue Restaurant* Zhang Rishan: I will not get involved. *Su Wan and Yang Hao say they're looking for someone.* Zhang Rishan: I will get a teeny bit involved. *Su Wan and Yang Hao namedrop Wang Meng and Wu Xie.* Zhang Rishan: I will get involved up to my tits.
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Zhang Rishan- Tomb of the Sea
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lyselkatzfandomluvs · 4 months
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The Mystic Nine 老九門
In-drama advertisements (2/21)
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deboracabral · 2 years
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I just finished watching shahai so here’s some favourite looks
1. tibet vacation 2. pink flamingo 3. SEXIEST OUTFIT I’VE EVER SEEN 3. blood 
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lunarriviera · 7 months
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沙海 | Shā Hǎi | Sand Sea [2018]
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feral-geges · 2 years
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......zhang rishan gives me heart palpitations 
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tazzy-ace · 3 months
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A gif making request from the lovely @fixaidea! I'm definitely still new to this but always happy to give stuff a shot for a friend :D Hope you enjoy!
Nonviolent/Composed characters losing it after some minor damage!
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Zhang Rishan - Sha Hai (Tomb of the Sea) ep. 41 Princess Vespa - Spaceballs Legolas - The Hobbit: Desolation of Smaug
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randomtwinkinthetomb · 3 months
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Foye: Remember! Curiosity killed the cat!
Baye: Yes, but you forget that satisfaction brought it back. So yes, Zhang Rishan, go find out if that thing can catch fire!
Foye: You're a bad influence.
Baye: And you don't know your sayings.
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lasenbyphoenix · 1 year
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💜 Ba Ye (ft Zhang Rishan) - The Mystic Nine 💜
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mmaetball · 10 months
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I’ve been completely taken by Zhang Rishan’s gremlin character and I just wanna hold his hands 🥺🥺
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