#wing shiya

[a-state-of-bliss]

Numero #145 - Soo Joo Park by Wing Shiya

#fashion #numero #soo joo park #wing shiya

[the-monkey-ruler]

Travel Notes of West Lies: Tang Monk Stepped on the Wrong World (2017) 西謊遊記之唐僧踩錯界

Director: Wong Wing Shan

Starring: Law Kar Ying / Mak Evergreen / Wei Shiya / Lam Yiu Sing / Huang Debin / more...

Genre: Comedy

Country/Region of Production: Hong Kong, China

Language: Cantonese

Date: 2020-12 (Hong Kong, China)

Duration: 90

Type: Reimagining

Summary:

The story told in the film took place in the Tang Dynasty. Sha Wujing followed Tang Sanzang on his way to learn Buddhist scriptures, and accidentally traveled to Hong Kong in 2018. In modern times, Tang Sanzang sells Tang shirts in Ladies’ Market to avoid his enemies, and takes in Wujing , honest homeboy Zhuang Xuan, beautiful girl Xiao Longbao and others from time to time accumulate a deep friendship. One day, Brother Tang was discovered by his enemies, and everyone launched an escape plan to save Brother Tang but failed in the end. At the moment of life and death, the Spider Spirit appeared, and everyone fell into the most critical situation...

The film is set in the downtown area of Hong Kong, Central. The prosperity of the commercial center is unobstructed. The hustle and bustle of people and the colorful neon lights reflect the rich background of the story. At the same time, the Hong Kong flavor of Hong Kong and the feelings of Journey to the West are organically combined to form a strong nostalgic atmosphere of the film.

Source: https://movie.douban.com/subject/27611550/

Link: N/A

#Travel Notes of West Lies: Tang Monk Stepped on the Wrong World #西謊遊記之唐僧踩錯界 #jttw media #jttw movie #movie #live action #reimagining #continuation #tang sanzang centered #tripitaka centered #spider demon #sha wujing centered

[modely-way]

Soo Joo Park for Numéro Magazine, shot by Wing Shiya

#soo joo park #numero magazine #wing shiya #Black and White #fashion

[vivi-the-sky-kid]

Will there ever be a non-cursed Eden run with friends? Probably not

But at least I got some neat pics!

Fellow victims include @wingbuffs, @twinsoftriumph, and @luvsuns

#sky children of the light #sky #sky shenanigans #sky spoilers #eden spoilers #also i guess wing and sol couldn't see me talking at them? #shiya was the only one who made it to orbit uneventfully #wing and sol just kept dying

[pocketsizedquasar]

a bunch more Artfight attacks! Characters belonging to (in order) Freiigon on Artfight, @drawmeter , @yellowvixen , agoodnight on Artfight, @hysterical-random-things , @avemarts , and @maplem0th !!

(ID: Several digital drawings Of other people’s OCs. 1) Alden and Lake, a young Latino man and a blue bird person, reclining in the grass together and smiling. 2) Erebus, an aasimar dnd paladin with purple skin and long, curly hair, looking nervous and saying “oh agrotis, we’re really in it now.” 3) Shiya, an elf with blue gray skin and stars for freckles, looking to the right in profile. 4) clorinda, a Black woman with dark skin, dreads, and a blue cloak, smiling 5) Natali and Issac, two people in historical clothing dancing and smiling at each other in front of a backdrop of leaves, 6) Theta, a dragon with glowing eyes on their wings and frills, 7) Juno, a small white humanoid with big eyes and a starry blue cloak.)

#artfight #artfight 2021 #artfight attack #original character #character design #not my ocs #digital art #procreate #procreate app #art #my art

[fly-sky-high-bug-games]

Tea time.

For Taka, it usually meant it was time to check on dream updates and who was active at the time. He likes to keep track of those he takes interest and care in, just in case. 

Relaxing to his favorite flavor, he read the little wooden tablets that seem to freely float around his home after they just appear out of nowhere. It seems to be the usual and Taka was somewhat glad about it, even if he was kind of bored.

He did consider having guests over and just as he remembered this, something clicked in his head. With a cup close to his mouth, Taka froze.

“Huh. No knocking? How rude.”, he spoke seemingly to himself. “Not a lot can just invade my own dream-scape. I’m not a fan of it either. Let me guess. You found my essence within the item and tracked me down here?”

Just down the terrace with a view, a figure just a bit smaller than Taka, carrying a staff of their own and wearing the same accessories minus the mask, stood a decent distance and watched Taka.

“Truthfully, I don’t think you deserve better, traitor.”

Taka paused. While his backs were turned towards the visitor, he didn’t bother turning around. Still, he knew exactly what his “guest” was talking about.

“That’s quite some effort you went through to locate me for something that happened decades ago. I have to admit, I’m surprised but also disappointed my essence is misused for some petty vengeance. Look, we could have even had some decent tea time and talk about what are the temples like nowadays.”

“Absolutely not.”, they spoke firmly.

“I don’t even know you so what ever spite you’re having probably isn’t your own. I don’t want to bother with you so just leave.” Taka refocused on the tablet, trying to ignore the person standing.

“It’s absolutely my own, Taka the Traitor! The fact that you don’t even realize this only exposes your horrible ignorance!! I’m not leaving until my task of disposing you for good is done!! Now get up and face the consequences you limbless husk!”

“...”

Taka finally turned around. He looked anything but impressed. In his head, he couldn’t help but see the visitor as some dumb child who just wanted attention and took him as a poor excuse to do so.

And yet... they somehow got here. On their own. It takes quite a skills to do so. Remembering the training, invading someones dream was a next level stuff. Taka’s dream-scape, on the other hand, was not easily accessible. After all, he made sure it wasn’t.

It was just a moment after the nightmare staff was summoned that the tiger beetle was already charging at Taka. They were fast. Nothing unusual for a temple student.

A tail swipe turned and flipped the knotted, wooden rest chair to buy Taka time to make his own moves. One, two strikes against each of their staffs that echoed was within a flash and the beetle already switched position to a lower one and used the staff’s dull end to jab Taka.

“Hoho~!”

Amused but alert, Taka jumped backwards and out of the terrace and the enemy followed, reaching out towards him to try get a higher ground.

“Not bad~ But you’re still years behind me to keep up, kid! I’m just playing with you because you so “kindly” asked!”

“Shut up.”

The beetle opened their wings and Taka already took flight. He wasn’t going to give this novice a lot of chance to get the upper hand.

Wind, swings, sounds of spinning staffs and buzzing and random patterns in flight kept both of them busy. Both skilled in the techniques thought at the Temples of Rising Gale. Mastering wind and amazing flying skills was a must for any student that possessed abilities of flight.

This kept their attacks and hits happen all over the dream-scape, even outside of Taka’s. They both used islands to either dodge or distract attacks which got destroyed in process. Even so, they kept the combat close and on par.

Taka wasn’t too happy about this. Still, he wasn’t concerned. What this kid could pull off was only until they wake up from their dream. Getting exhausted by the battle wasn’t really an issue for him.

“What’s your deal anyway? Following some of the old masters like some kind of lost grub and doing their bidding because they’re too old to do something about their grudge themselves?”

“You out to know. Don’t pretend you don’t know the rules of the temple! Running off to serve a higher being of nightmares?? It’s like spitting in the face of our goddess!!”, the beetle shouted and used his own way to manipulate the dream-scape. Large overgrowth of plants suddenly swallowed Taka, not allowing his wings to properly fly through and having him lose sight of his target in the thick greens.

He didn’t even hesitate when Taka switched the position of the mask. The staff opened, burning crimson and setting the whole forest ablaze in a magnificent ring that spread out from his spot outwards like a ripple. The forest was gone and Taka took his mask off with a smirk, his eyes gazing back at the beetle that was lightly taken aback but safe from the fire.

“Hahahaha! I have to admit, you’re doing great! I can’t believe you’re wasting your talent here. How about another chance of going back? If you don’t want to be done with me this way then I’ll be done with you another way.”, he spoke, his tone holding some venom by the end.

“I vowed to my master to smite you and that’s exactly what I’ll do.”, the tiger beetle was persistent. They were already charging again.

“Alright, alright~! I’m having fun! I don’t mind beating some sense into you!!” Taka laughed and his attacks became more merciless.

More hits and strikes and the enemy beetle was no longer able to keep up. They locked their eyes on Taka and noticed he was relaxed despite the rapid fire of swings and hits of his staff.

It was then or never.

Just one simple dagger.

A single, lightning fast swing...

... and it was enough.

“Just like the master said..!”

It took Taka a second or two. Why, no damage should feel real or leave the effects of it permanent. After all, essence is what’s Taka’s spirit and existence is made of.

And yet...

He fell. His wings were sliced at the tips and no reforming was possible. As he was falling, his mind was going a hundred miles per hour.

That dagger was the same one that held his ashen essence.

The damage was done with his own essence.

“Oh...”, the sound escaped his mouth as he descended.

Now he had to think fast for a moment. He manipulated the dream and formed a small island he hit against with a thud. Memories of pain flashed through his being and he grunted.

“Not so high and mighty now? Good.”

The tiger-beetle flew lower but not close enough for Taka to reach. He set up and buzzed his wings but only essence particles flew from the ripped edges.

Another familiar memory from his time when he was alive was felt in his gut.

It was fear. For the first time in awhile, he was worried about his own being. Something that’s not a Dream Nail can potentially end his existence that he worked hard to built.

But despite all this, he was still curious. What sort of masters teach these sort of techniques? He doesn’t remember any of them doing so.

“Who...”

“Who’s my master?”. It was like they could read Taka’s expression and thoughts. “Why, you really should be familiar with her already. After all, she remembers you quite well! So well that she hates you’re still here and wants you gone forever!”

“She...?”, Taka asked but as he did, his eyes widened.

“She’ll never forgive you for leaving! At least she thought you’re gone for good but no! Even if you’re still here, you never came to face her again! You abandoned her for your own selfish goals and decided to pretend like she was never part of your life!”

“It... c-can’t be her...”

“Headmaster Shiya sends her regards, from the Temple of the Rising Storm to you, Taka the Traitor!”

Taka’s mind was blank. His body was no longer in motion either as he was fixated up at the medallion.

It was such an unusual feeling his curious self would be wondering about. However, it was no puzzle to why he felt this way. It wasn’t a mystery. It wasn’t even that deep.

He just remembered a person he left all alone many, many years ago...

His thought was fixated on the image of that one little girl while everything else around him was just a background noise and nothing else.

There was nothing but an overwhelming guilt now.

And thus... he didn’t even bother dodging what was coming.

“Now vanish!!”

---

The Drop: Part 1/3

#hollow knight #oc #muse: Taka #Event: The Drop #oh god I hope it loads right because I have to sleep

[yellowvixen]

More art of my tdp oc Shiya! The left is how she looks naturally, and the right is her human disguise - the charm she’s wearing has a sunray monarch wing encased in it, and the spell she’s using is similar to the one Viren uses to make himself appear normal.

Commissions open!

#tdp #the dragon prince #tdpfanart #tdp fanart #tdpart #tdp art #tdp oc #oc #startouch elf #startouch oc #character design #original character #art #fanart #digital art #fantasy #artists on tumblr #vixenart #tdpocevent20 #yellowvixenoc

[modelsof-color]

Soo Joo Park by Wing Shiya for Numéro Magazine August 2013

#soo joo park

[fly-sky-high-bug-games]

The Drop: Part 2/3

Dark.

There really was almost nothing but blackness when Taka came to. The only things one could spot were phantoms with eyes endlessly floating about just like he was right now.

The sense of the atmosphere was duller than anything he experienced before. The endless blackness was disorienting. The sounds were... there, but right now, he couldn’t focus on those. The only familiar feeling it triggered was the one caught in the state between sleep and awaking, which Taka completely forgot about.

Having his mind and senses trying to make the understanding of the situation was hard, especially after what has happened a bit ago. Taka sensed fear and helplessness.

“F-fine, it’s fine... I’ll just fly back up and...”

But which way was up? Where did he fell from? He’s floating now, there is no sense of gravity nor direction. Only black.

His shattered wings buzzed for a moment. It made no difference. He couldn’t sense movement through space at all, even if the apparitions around him did move. The moment he focused on them he started perceiving some sort of background noise.

“The doors.”, Taka mumbled and shifted his hands. No staff appeared. No doors. No objects to manipulate. No exit.

His thoughts begun to wander of his current situation. He didn’t want to admit that he was trapped there yet the now overwhelming dread begun to take over his head.

“Shiya...”. He recalled why he was there. The past he never realized would ever haunt him might have just ended his existence he worked so hard to create.

All of the time, effort and tricks to create himself an “immortal” in a sense was so easily put out like a strong gust blowing away a steady candle flame.

And while Taka felt sorry, his heart and thoughts settled on something else.

“I’ll make Silva worry...”

Taka may not see her ever again. Albeit, Silva was more attached to him than he was to her... or that’s what he likes to tell himself. He knew she would be sad to come to her own dreams and never see or hear from him again without understanding why. Taka never told her about his past that brought him into trouble. 

Silva would look for him, he knew. That’s just how she was. And yet, due to his constant mysterious and secretive attitude Silva openly said she disliked about him, she may never find him. He shuddered.

“No... no, no. The Crystal Heart, I’m sure I can still reach it.”

He faked some determination and tried to focus. If Taka could narrow down the senses back to where Silva might be, he could be able to catch her while asleep to contact her. Time wasn’t an issue now, patience was the core of meditation so he will rely on that. That’s what he’s good at.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes to focus. Just focus.

Focus...

It was silent like the blackness of the space around him but slowly, he started to hear the noise again. He pushed his mind more, trying to isolate and it and narrow down the thoughts and the call. 

But...

“Unfair...”

“No chance?”

“Lost...?”

“How could you do this to us!?” “I want out!” “This is scary...” “No mind, no speak...” “OPEN UP!” “Sleep... cold...” “UNFAIR, UNFAIR!”

The echoes of neutral voices surrounded Taka and overlapped one another the more he kept himself in this state. He was no longer able to hear his own thoughts. It drew him mad so he started to hyperventilate. He could even sense the sounds chipping away on his essence and it scared him.

“BE QUIET!!”

“........................................”

The noise stopped.

Taka’s heavy breaths ware the only sound he could hear, finally. It helped him calm down but didn’t really try to focus again. The spirits made distance from him after the shout and left him be alone with the dark.

“It’s no good... but I can’t give up... there has to be some way out...”, he mumbled to himself, trying to keep his sinking will afloat by some sort of fake confidence as well.

It was so silent all of the sudden.

For a good measure, he took another look around once again...

“What a rude guest.”

#hollow knight #oc #muse: Taka #Event: The Drop #hehehe #enter Primrose the Void Acolyte

[pyrrh-ic]

Corps-À-Corps Numéro #145 / Soo Joo by Wing Shiya

#fashion #numero magazine #soo joo park #wing shiya #high fashion #corps-a-corps #numero