#// so necessary note here: but I will be treading VERY lightly on this drama

[missgossiper]

What about the Colonel allowing his children to think a different Alexander is their father? 🎤

Dearest Anonymous,

As per usual, the Colonel takes no other action but self-pity. Expected behavior, but nevertheless revolting as the last. It seems the Colonel has grown needy and is puppeting a mere child to build a bridge of connection, yet remain faultless, if you were to ask me.

[kolachess]

Ghostman’s Backstory

 Who is Ghostman?

First, you very likely have no idea who I’m talking about. Ghostman, as Wu Xie dubs him ‘鬼影’, is a character that shows up in Volume 8 (the last volume, and in drama-speak it means the events right after Ultimate Note) briefly to impart a lot of insightful explanations on Wu Xie (and we the audience). 

This does mean this will be a lot of spoilers then and quite lengthy. I’ll usually tag these with posts spoilers, but I’m using a cut this time too.

When does he first appear?

So technically, he’s made an ‘appearance’ earlier, as the mysterious figure stalking them around Banai, and the person who tried to steal the box containing the iron block from Xiaoge when they first visited his former residence.

Although described as ‘collapsed’ or ‘sloped’ shoulders, this should not be confused with the ‘collapsed shouldered’ figure standing behind a screen Wu Xie saw in the old photograph that led them to Banai in the first place (that was later unveiled to be an iron figurine (Vol 6, Ch. 35)). (However, there does seem to be another mention of the photo that may contradict this... so idk. It’s all Wu Xie hypothesizing anyway.) 

What does he look like?

From Wu Xie’s description in the novel:

His whole body was like a mass of wax that had quickly melted at first. All the skin was mottled with holes, but the melting process seemed to have stopped abruptly. His shoulders were practically nonexistent, his hands hung on both sides of his body, and all the flesh and skin on his shoulders were wrapped around his body. I could even see the joints through the thin skin covering his shoulder bones. His whole face had been melted and his hair was so long and unkempt that it was practically knotted together.

When and why does he approach Wu Xie?

He approaches Wu Xie (and Pangzi technically) as they are about to enter the mountain to find Zhang Family Ancestral Manor and save Xiaoge. 

Recap: A long-range authentication system was set up for the manor in Sichuan, which is where Wu Xie’s team operated. After they messed up a password though, they lost contact with Xiaoge and Pangzi’s team in Banai. Wu Xie then rushed over to perform a rescue operation, and for reasons, had to utilize his Sanshu’s identity to do so (so he’s posing as his Sanshu). Pangzi managed to make it out somehow, and now they’re both trying to get back in.

Ghostman approaches Wu Xie because he recognized Wu Sanxing and was curious what he was doing back here. Hence, he finally shows up and asks Wu Xie to follow him (Vol 8, Ch. 31).

Who is he really and what is his story?

It turns out his name is ‘Zhang Qiling’ (though presumably no meaningful connection to THE Zhang family). Thirty years prior, he was part of the  ‘archaeology team’ of Chen Wenjin that came to Banai. 

He joined the team because he was part of the result of a nation-wide search for people named ‘Zhang Qiling’, and was the only one who remained by some qualifications (Vol 8, Ch. 36). He doesn’t know the significance of the name, however.

Although an archaeology team nominally, their real task was to bring a coffin into the mountain (Vol 8, Ch.35-6). What this is, he has no idea. But he says they were all deceived, and only three people probably knew the real situation.

When they went into the mountain and finally reached the building, the miluotuos (rock beings that preyed on humans and were attracted to their warmth) had been hot on their heels, even if they couldn’t immediately breach the alkali barrier. This concentration of Miluotuos triggered the Manor’s defense mechanism - a spray of alkali mist that kills / scares them off, but also liquefied the team. Those in the building were instantly liquefied, and Ghostman was fortunately in the tunnel and only got lightly exposed, and he still became the way he is today (Vol 8, Ch. 35)

He only survived all these years thanks to the help of Panma. And since then, he’s been raising lynxes and keeping people from approaching all these years. If they did get too close, he’d kill them, because it was better they died by his hands than inside that terrible place and feed more miluotuos.

He asks ‘Sanshu’ what he’s doing back here and if he knew things would happen the way they did back then, and if that was why Sanshu did not join their group. He also wants to know who is ‘in charge’ now and if Sanshu agrees now that the ‘secret’ should never be revealed.

What all did they learn from him?

Since Wu Xie was posing as Sanshu and didn’t have his actual memories, he had to tread very carefully on how to answer / ask follow-up questions.

The origin of the qilin tattoo

The Yao people in the area would tattoo a qilin tattoo on their best hunters when they come of age. It turns out the reason it took the shape of the qilin it is today was because a Han tattoo master had come through around Ming or Qing dynasties (1300s - 1900s) to teach here and decided to modify / improve it. 

Now as to where the original tattoo came from... it was deemed a necessary thing for hunters who hunted deep in Yangjiao Mountain, which to the people was a very unique place. They’d forgotten the reason though, and only carried it out of tradition.

Eventually, Ghostman’s team chased down enough clues to realize it was a very precise topographical map of the mountain. It mapped the route to the Yao ancient road. The Yao people spent a lot of time trying to figure out what special thing was at the end of the route, and Ghostman’s team similarly presumed this special thing must be the Manor. But then they realized it was a closed loop. (Vol 8, Ch. 34)

Miluotuos and secrets of the mountain

The path that wound around complicatedly was in fact more of a ‘fence’ to keep the miluotuos at bay. Miluotuo actually means ‘old grandmother’ and refers to the whole mountain. Technically the rock people are the miluotuo’s shadows.

The miluotuos eat people by trapping them inside the rock they secrete, which is why when Wu Xie and co. got stuck in the cave from the siphon, they couldn’t find any entrance. And since the miluotuos are everywhere in the mountain, it’s like the entire mountain is jelly with shifting passages.

And as I mentioned above, miluotuos are attracted to heat and while trapped in the walls, could break through if attracted enough. Hence, the Manor has a defense mechanism of misting alkali, which would force them to retreat. (Vol 8, Ch. 34)

Thousand year plan

The Zhang family had actually planned to move the Manor to this area nearly a thousand years ago. Two points - 1) the vegetation around this mountain was of especially good wood for construction. And there was a great fire in Ming dynasty (1300s-1600s) that conveniently wiped out the original vegetation. 2) To transport this lumber down, they formed a deep vertical hole all the way to the bottom of the underground cave. They did this simply by placing a copper ball at the entrance of the cave, and let thousands of years of rain slowly wash away the stone since water would pool at the bottom of the ball. (Vol 8, Ch. 33)

Others

There was a ‘Chen Qing’ group that was Sanshu’s faction, presumably led by a ‘Lao Yu’.

There’s a secret in the mountain that should not be revealed to the outside world. And they’re very close to losing the ‘key to all the secrets’ presumably because Xiaoge got trapped inside.

Notable questions / implications:

What is the significance of the five pointed star that he tosses ‘Sanshu’? (Vol 8, Ch. 32)

Whose coffin was carried into the Manor? (Vol 8, Ch. 35-6) 

Some netizens have hypothesized this to be Wang Canghai, but who knows.

What is the ‘secret’ that must not be known by the outside world? (Vol 8, Ch. 35) 

I want to say that while this might be related to the Zhang family secret / gate, it’s not quite it. Otherwise Ghostman would probably know what Zhang Qiling meant?

What’s the ‘only key’ that will soon be lost? (Vol 8, Ch. 36)

Again, maybe he’s referring to Xiaoge, but then why would he not know the importance of Zhang Qiling?

Why does Wu Xie feel like he recognizes Ghostman? What’s his relation to Wu Xie? “As he spoke, he regained his composure. Although his whole face was melted, I suddenly had a thought—I seemed to recognize him.He wasn’t in that photo and didn’t have the kind of relationship I thought he did with Uncle Three. As I was thinking this, I immediately broke out in a cold sweat. I had met him before, but where? Who was he?” (Vol 8, Ch. 35) 

Only ‘three’ people probably knew the full truth of the situation. Assuming Chen Wenjin and Huo Ling were two, who was the third? And was this before or after the ‘replacement’, so were these even the real Chen Wenjin and Huo Ling?

Why did they conduct a nation-wide search for Zhang Qiling? (Did they actually care to find their patriarch for once?)

[katahnisharma]

the press tour [11 pt. 2] | t.h.

Word Count: 3 K  

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: This is for you Mari @ppkrtingle, love you!!!

Summary: You’re a new, inexperienced actress plucked from the obscurity of everyday life to play the lead in the reboot of a famous British Jane Austen novel, and Tom Holland just so happens to be playing your love interest.

A/N: This is longer than the last part and hopefully shows you the reader’s side a little and trust me drama is coming. I’m a little down so if you could just tell my if you liked this or legit even hated it I’d love the feedback! Also Tumblr apparently won’t let me link things so if you’re looking for my masterlist, playlist, taglist, or writing challenge it’s in my bio ♡

Landing in London was a lot like coming back to the scene of the crime. It was the first place you shot Emma, and the first place you met Tom and Harrison. You were an American in a strange land, but somehow it always felt like home because of the people you loved.

But now it was like a foreign place again.

“Hey, yeah I just landed. I’ll get my luggage and catch an Uber.” You spoke into the phone, pulling your hoodie over your head to avoid being recognized. At first, you thought it wasn’t necessary to hide but you’d quickly been proven wrong. Even going out for groceries prompted sightings and flashing cameras.

“Shut up, Y/N. I’m not letting you take an Uber, we came to pick you up.” Harrison said on the other end, taking the turn into the airport. Tom said next to him, so silent Harrison had forgotten he was there. But Tom was very much alert, his mind was running too fast to keep up. There were a million things to think about: what he would say to you, what he would do with you in the same house.

What you would do to him?

“We’ve just pulled in, stay put I’ll come find you.” Harrison said, and you breathed in an anxious breath. You were about to come face to face with Tom again, and you weren’t sure how you were going to handle it. Part of you was scared and the other oddly ready.

Your feelings were all muddled and confused. Did you really hate him? If it wasn’t hate, what was it?

The pain began to seep back into your heart and you closed your eyes to stop the flashbacks. You tried to focus on Adrian, but your mind always came back to Tom. It was like a reflex, no matter what you did there he was.

What did that mean?

“Excuse me, miss? You left your suitcase.” A little girl smiled, pointing to your bag behind you. In all your confusion, you’d almost left behind your belongings. Your face flushed and you reached down to pick it up, feeling the little girl look at you curiously. She’d recognized you, but you didn’t mind it. When you turned back, her eyes lit up and she smiled brightly.

“Thank you, I would have walked off without it. What’s your name?” You asked, seeing her parents smile gratefully. This was the part of your job you loved the most, getting to meet fans that genuinely liked you and weren’t just there to sell autographs. The little girl straightened up and threw back her hair a little. She was adorable, but you could tell she was sassy too.

“I’m Mari, I’m on vacation. That’s my mom and dad, they love you too. I can’t wait to see your movie, my mom says I probably won’t understand it but I don’t care. I think you’re super talented and I wanna be like you someday.” She said, bouncing on her feet. You laughed softly, crouching down a little and shaking her hand. She immediately hugged you, and for a moment it felt like the universe was giving you a little gift. A reminder that you meant something more to people, that you were a role model to little girls like Mari.

“Thank you so much, Mari. That means a lot, I bet you’re going to be someone great someday. Maybe you’ll be my co-star someday, that would be cool!” You said, a smile playing on your lips. Mari nodded, still a little starstruck so you decided to take the initiative. You pulled out a piece of paper from your purse and wrote a little note on it:

To Mari,

Never give up on your dreams, beautiful.

Y/N Y/L/N

“Here you go, sweetheart. And this is for you.” You took off one of the bracelets you were wearing, a gift from Bulgari, and put it in her little hands. Mari’s eyes widened, her fingers tracing over the diamonds in awe. Her parents were in shock, watching Mari slowly slip the jewelry onto her hand. It was a little big, but she’d grow into it.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” She launched herself into your arms, and a tear slipped from your eyes. It was so sweet to see that sort of innocence, this is what kept you going when you wanted to give up. Mari’s parents came over and couldn’t stop thanking you, you’d made their daughter’s day.

“It was my pleasure, really! Can I take a picture?” You asked, and Mari nodded shyly. Her parents gladly took the picture and after saying goodbye you felt a lot lighter. Like you could do anything, even face the man that rejected you so publicly.

It was going to be alright.

Your phone rang in your back pocket, snapping you out of your trance. A quick glance confirmed that it was Harrison, and you smiled at the thought of seeing your friend again. And cuddling with Monty would be the highlight of the weekend.

“Hey, you landed yet?” Harrison asked nervously, and you laughed at how helpless he thought you were. The first time you’d come to London, you’d gotten lost in the airport and Harrison had never let you live it down. You rolled your eyes, finding the exit and stepping into the cold, brisk air.

“Yes you div, I didn’t get lost. I’m by section A, the girl wearing the ridiculously large maroon hoodie.” You giggled, opening your Instagram and seeing that Mari’s parents had tagged you in the picture. With a smile, you added it to your story with the caption London and this one 💕. You knew it would mean your location would be tracked from now on, but part of you was ready to take a risk. You’d been playing it safe recently, treading lightly around Tom and the rest of the world. But that wasn’t you, Tom didn’t have any hold on you anymore.

With a steady hand, your hand removed the hood of your sweatshirt and let your face drink in the breeze. You saw some people look at you, but before a crowd could form Harrison pulled up in front of you. The window rolled down, and he stuck his head out waving you over.

“Quick, get in the car!” He shouted, a swarm of people starting to gather. You grabbed your bag and threw it in the backseat, climbing in and shutting the door. Harrison just managed to drive off before a fan knocked on the window, and you sat back with a sigh. You’d been so busy getting in the car to avoid causing a scene that you didn’t realize who was sitting in the passenger’s seat. That is, until he looked at you in the rear view mirror.

Tom, he’d come with Harrison. That’s what he’d meant by “we”.

“Why the hell did you take off your hood?” Harrison laughed, getting onto the freeway and reaching his hand back to take yours. It was a little thing you always did with him, taking each other’s hand and then moving them together to make a swan. You smiled at the fact that he’d remembered, and you let out a breathy laugh.

“I didn’t think anyone here knew me! And I needed some fresh air, it was getting musty under there.” You said, Harrison releasing your hand. From the corner of your eye you could see Tom smile at your words, but he stayed silent. Almost like he was waiting for you to say something first. Seeing him again was like a dream, he still looked amazing and it made your heart flutter.

Wait, what?

“You’re an idiot, I’m pretty sure the entire country knows who you are. I mean, you are starring in a movie with England’s Heartthrob here.” Harrison teased, nudging Tom slightly. Tom blushed, catching your eyes in the mirror again before giving you a shy smile. You returned it, finding yourself blushing too.

“Hi, Tom.” You whisper, like his name is something you haven’t said in a while. Tom looks back at you and smiles, his eyes drinking in the sight of you after weeks. He wanted to say something more, something witty to make you laugh, but Tom couldn’t think of anything. But it was strangely intimate, the eye contact from the backseat with the man you had once hated. Once, because it wasn’t hate anymore. You were ready to let go.

“Oi, stop staring at each other!” Harrison laughed, finally turning into the driveway. Tom went red and broke the gaze first, and you laughed a little too nervously. How long had you been staring? You couldn’t remember, but you were thoroughly embarassed now. When the doors unlocked, you jumped out of the car with your bag. Harrison stood next to you, and leaned in closer so you’d hear what he had to say.

“Don’t fall in love this weekend, yeah?” Harrison whispered, a smirk on his face. Your eyes widened and you slapped his arm, hoping Tom hadn’t heard him. From the other side of the car, Tom closed his door and walked around, his eyebrows furrowing when he saw your expression. Harrison supressed a snicker as you pushed past him, marching to the door and past a very confused Tom. At least you had Monty, who wouldn’t make pointed comments about you and Tom, or make you feel things you weren’t supposed to feel right now.

God, why did you agree to this weekend?

“Need the key?” A softer voice came from behind you, and when you turned you saw Tom standing there with his hands in his pocket. You spied Harrison behind him, a grin on his face when you gently took it from his hand. You glared at him subtly, but faced Tom again with a smile. It reached your eyes, which Tom noted as a good thing. He loved when you smiled with your eyes, it reminded him of the way you looked on that first date.

“Thanks, probably needed that.” You breathed, turning the lock and opening the door. You could feel Tom’s eyes on your back, and it felt piercing and warm. Barely a step in the door, Monty bounded around the corner and pounced on you. You dropped your bag on the floor and fell to your knees, completely smothered by Monty’s fur and his licks. Tom laughed next to you, while Harrison tried to pry the dog off.

“Monty, you’re not even this excited when I come back!” Harrison cried, picking Monty up and taking him to the couch. You adjusted your hoodie and saw that Tom was waiting to help you up. Gratefully, you took his hand and stood up. It was familiar, the feeling of your hand in his. You stood up a bit too quickly because you fell into his chest, your breathing hitching when Tom’s arms instinctively tighten around your waist. For a moment, everything is still and it’s just the two of you in your own little bubble. You get lost in his eyes, dark brown and gazing back at you.

It’s not hate behind them, it’s something else you can’t quite place.

“Um, guys? Y/N? Wanna go put your bag down?” Harrison asks, and suddenly you’re both broken out of the trance. Tom releases his grip and you step back quickly, the two of you avoiding each other’s eyes. A blush spreads across your cheek as you give Harrison a thumbs up and hurry down the hall, ignoring Tom’s eyes following you. Thankfully, you knew which room was yours so you could hide. Closing the door behind you, you dropped your bag at your feet and slid down the door into a sitting position. With your back against the door, you closed your eyes and let your mind race again.

What was this feeling? Why couldn’t you stay away from him, stop feeling drawn to him?

You could hear Harrison and Tom outside in the living room, but you were too focused on breathing to listen. Presumably it was about you, or what they wanted for dinner. Or maybe sports, guys liked sports right? Please God, let it be about sports.

“Y/N? What do you want for dinner?” Harrison called, and you groaned internally. You really wanted to spend as much time in this room away from Tom, but you knew you wouldn’t be able to do that without Harrison getting on your case. Reluctantly you got up and opened the door, bracing yourself to go back outside. Monty padded to your feet, looking up and wagging his tail at you.

Traitor. I thought you were on my side, Monty.

“I know you’re there, I can see Monty looking at you.” Harrison laughed, and you finally emerged from the doorway. Tom was standing next to Harrison, scrolling on his phone to look like he was calm and collected. But you could see his knee bouncing, and you’d spent enough time with Tom to know he was the exact opposite of calm right now.

He was nervous too, and that made you feel a little better.

“Sorry, just texting Adrian.” You lied, forcing a fake smile onto your face. Tom looked up from his phone, and you swore you could see a hint of disappointment on his face. But as quickly as it had appeared, it vanished and his face seemed expressionless again. Harrison, on the other hand, made no attempt at hiding his contempt.

“Oh, and what did he want?” Harrison asked, the annoyance evident in his voice. Tom raised an eyebrow but stayed silent, wondering how you’d respond. You knew Harrison wasn’t the biggest fan of Adrian, he thought your boyfriend was arrogant and possessive, but you were a little surprised by his attitude in person.

“Just making sure I got here safely...why are you so upset?” You asked, Tom watching you tense up slightly. He knew from previous encounters that when you made a fist you were ready to fight, and he saw one forming by your side. Either way, this conversation was not going to end well.

“I’m not upset, I just don’t like him. He’s an ass, it’s common knowledge. I don’t think he deserves you.” Harrison countered, and you rolled your eyes at his comment. Harrison hadn’t even met Adrian, but he’d already made up his mind about him which bothered you intensely. Part of you had a sneaking suspicion Tom had turned his head, but you decided against it. Tom was capable of a lot of things, but not that.

“Harrison, you’ve never even met him! If all your facts come from tabloids and celebrity gossip, I don’t want to hear your opinions. Adrian isn’t an ass, he’s sweet and a really amazing boyfriend. Don’t spew your trash because you haven’t gotten any recently.” You quipped, Tom immediately stifling a laugh. His muffled chuckles made you grin, catching his sparkling eyes lit up at your remark. Harrison’s jaw dropped, his frown slowly turning into a smirk.

“Shut up, Y/N. I’ve had plenty, for your information.” He said, taking a pillow from the couch and throwing it at you. You giggled, narrowly dodging it and watching it fly into Tom’s face. He was knocked clean off the sofa, falling onto the floor where Monty jumped on top of him.

“Did you seriously just throw a pillow at me?” You laughed, picking up another and chucking it at Harrison’s head. That one hit the mark, slapping the stupid smug smile off his face. Tom managed to get Monty off and threw his own pillow back at Harrison. After the second pillow, the living room devolved into a battlefield.

“Ha, take that!” Your pillow hit Harrison squarely in the chest, causing him to double over as you tackled him. Harrison let out a squeak as you pinned him down, sitting on his chest to get him to surrender. Tom took his pillow and hit Harrison in the face, and the blonde finally raised his hands.

“Fine, fine! I surrender!” He coughed, and you rolled off onto the floor beside him. Tom laid down on the other side and began to laugh, making you start too. Harrison rolled his eyes, while you tentatively held your hand out to Tom for a high five. He accepted it with a smile, his hand lingering on yours a little longer than you’d expected. But you didn’t pull away, and Tom noticed it. The thought made him smile even more.

“That’s what you get for insulting my boyfriend.” You said, finally taking your hand from Tom’s and slapping Harrison’s arm. Harrison flinched, but he looked over at you with a soft expression.

“I didn’t mean to make you upset, I just want you to be happy. If that’s with Adrian, even though I don’t like or trust him, I’ll respect that. As long as you’re happy, I’m happy.” Harrison said, and you couldn’t help but hug him in return. Tom smiled at the sight of the two of you so close, but he couldn’t help but wish it could be like that with you and him again. All he wanted was for things to go back to the way they’d been, when you’d been in love.

“I know, but I’m happy with him. I promise, Haz.” You said, and Tom felt his shoulders drop at your words. You were happy with Adrian, so what chance did he really have with you anymore? He’d convinced himself he could win you back, but Tom wasn’t sure it wasn’t all in his head. When he saw you smile at Harrison, it was like another prick to his heart.

“But...I do wanna hear about what you’ve been getting recently.” You say with a smirk, and Harrison’s jaw drops. Tom snickers as you burst out laughing, watching Harrison cover his face with his hands. For a moment there, it was just like old times. You and Tom laughing as you made fun of Harrison, as it was when you’d first met. You wished it could be like this forever, that the dynamics between you would never change. That it could just be you, Harrison and Tom happy together.

But nothing good lasts forever.

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