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Killing a Ghost.

@chenosias @minseologs @liux14n

The funeral portrait of Osias disturbs him in a clinical way. Its glassy reflection mirrors the cold pose captured inside a simple wooden frame. What he knew of Osias had been built from words of others. Words alive with contradictions, rumors and facts alike creating the bold outline of an artist clever enough to outrun death after kissing its chapped lips. 

“Who’s body do you think it is?”

Wenhan’s hushed voice in a crowd of grim faces doesn’t stop the warning stab of Minseo’s heel into the leather toe of one shoe. Minseo’s hands go to his tie after she sets flowers on a table of offerings. He stares at the bouquet of gold chrysanthemums now decorating plates of food and handwritten notes. 

“It doesn’t matter, dear.” 

Externally they paint the picture of a well-fitting couple, and always circle each other in a silent dance of disagreement. Tension that would dissolve into bickering on the ride home before Minseo blew out speakers with tchaikovsky loud enough to rattle his fucking teeth. 

They lock eyes when she tightens the knot at his throat. 

“It should," he murmurs. 

Someone would always pay the price from an abandoned past, and part of that cost appears as dark circles under his brother’s curiously alert eyes. Wenhan entertains strangers with a facade of charm if only to give Xian and Jun a moment of reprieve from an unending line of shallow condolences and the weight of grief. Always lingering a few paces behind his brother like some ghostly shadow. He watches the pride holding Xian’s posture upright sink the moment they’re both out of the main room. Witnesses the shudder of truth cross Xian’s features from the reflection in the bathroom mirror. The moment Xian notices Wenhan, he straightens up, as if nothing had broken free. 

“Nice of you to show your face, ge.” 

Wenhan notices the knife edge on the tip of Xian’s tongue. Bitterness over his absence, maybe. Swelling anger with no one to give it to, more likely. But he doesn’t bother to return the blow. He stands beside his brother, fumbling with the other’s lapel. Xian stands stiff, but doesn’t move or protest as Wenhan pins a white lily to the front of his suit. The last time he’d held his brother’s grief, he’d been a child. They both were. Now the questions lining Xian’s face decorates a sharp gaze with the power to bring a world to its knees instead of a child’s eyes looking to him for answers. Now that he knew the truth, he chose to hide it.

“It’s not your fault.” Wenhan's voice shifts when he speaks in Mandarin. Losing such carefully masked control for a softer honesty. Xian’s eyes drift from his face. “Let’s eat together after, huh. All of us.” 

“How long are you staying?”

Xian is looking at him again. This time it’s wenhan’s turn to avoid a prying gaze as he spins on his heel to walk them both back into the funeral hall. The truth is he’d been gone in a week. It wasn’t safe to show his face publicly for too long. Not unless he wanted to give his father an idea of who to threaten, and where to strike. 

And the lie? 

“As long as you need me.”

– 

An oncoming chill from rain taps at his bones and forces him awake walking the Dongmun market just after dawn. He looks at lines of fish hanging like a rainbow of kites, then wastes time picking at mandarins wrapped in boxes for tourists. Following the scent of eggs and butter leads him to a display lined with steamed buns and walnut cakes. He hides his smile when the young woman working the stall ignores him. Yuqin had chopped her hair to her ears since last month after swearing this time she’d grow it out long enough for a braid. He could see the constellation of moles leading from her neck to her cheeks.

“I’d like three pineapple buns.”

She doesn’t even look up from rearranging the rice cakes to fill holes caused by hungry hands. There’s a plate of the desired crisp bread next to her elbow. 

“I’m all out, sorry.”

“Maybe some dried plums, then, jie.” 

Her eyes narrow on him when he switches into Cantonese. “How many…” 

“Just one bag.” Yuqin stares down Wenhan’s cat grin. “You owe me.”

“If I’d known I’d have your foot on my throat, I would’ve taken my chances staying in Guangzhou.” She tosses a few bags of plums into a basket, boxing random pastries and fruit. Inside one box would be a cz85 pistol. Another box would conceal a half full magazine. “Do you even have money to pay me? Heard you quit the circus.” Still, she lets him take it without a fight. 

Wenhan watches her use sign language after a group of men walk by. He pulls down the rim of his ball cap when one of them glances at the stall.

‘I won’t be here next time you need me. It’s not safe anymore’

“I thought you hated dried plums.” Yuqin’s gaze is heavy with unspoken questions.

Yet hate wasn’t the right word. Guns bored him. His mother taught him about concealing knives as well as ballet. Maybe he’d inherited her distaste for bullets like the sharp slope of her nose and eyes.

“I thought you swore you’d stop selling them.”

Yuqin swore she’d have her peace. Open a bakery, adopt a stupid dog, live a simple life. And here they both were, still running from the same fate with a different face. Wenhan smiles even knowing they might not see each other again. At least not alive. He lets his feet carry him out of the marketplace, filling his shoes with beach sand and rocks. Keeping his head down to escape curious looks from fisherman and divers. He wouldn’t have much time to search Osias’ boat, and he didn’t need Minseo hearing about his trip from anyone else. Anyone on this island could be part of her business, and he would never know everything. 

What free wall space the boat’s lower cabin has is decorated with few photographs and loose handed sketches. Xian would hate to see his face on full display, even if it was a smiling face next to Jun and candids of strangers. Still, the idea of his younger brother's annoyance is enough to tug lips into a half-smile that disappears when he kicks aside empty take out boxes. 

So this is what one face of peace looked like. Isolated in a dungeon by the sea with the comforting smell of shit to sleep next to. 

Wenhan knocks at baseboards, listening for a dull echo. Any clues to hidden compartments holding weapons, money, drugs. Anything more to look at besides useless sentimental nothings. Something to make it worth the paranoia that drove him here. Worth the decisive weight in his decision to erase the liability Osias had become.

Yet all he finds is a simple notebook. Its pages were already gutted with writing. Decorated with graceful words that didn’t match Wenhan’s opinion of a reckless junkie. He thumbs through confessions as if it were his own diary, ignoring how initial disappointment ebbs away. Replaced instead with curiosity he would deny. 

Then the floor creaks, and Wenhan sways to avoid the second body barreling inside the cabin. The diary is lost under two pairs of wrestling feet, and he feels the slice of a blade in his side before he sees Osias. They greet each other with the shock of widened eyes and spitting curses. Wenhan keeps Osias’ wrist twisted away from what would have been a lethal stab at his gut.

“What the fuck–” 

“I liked this shirt…” he bites into the complaint as his side throbs. He hadn't been stabbed in a while. How annoying. How– 

Fun.

“What are you even here for– shit. You fucking stalker.” 

“What for…?” Wenhan blinks, as if he were as innocent as a child. Then he’s sucking in a breath, hissing between his teeth as he clamps a hand over his side. He could only hope the wound was shallow. “You’re the one that said I should visit.”

“Maybe I was being fucking facestious, bro.” 

They stand there, mirroring a strange calmness in each other that doesn’t match the shed of blood pooling hot and slick under Wenhan’s palm. Osias had been shocked, but his face didn’t carry the same surprise. As if he had been waiting for a threat to manifest. It could have been anyone.

“Answer.”

“I came here to kill you.” The confession is said simply, without hesitation or a flicker in expression. It would be easy to snap that thin neck between his hands. Take the boat out far enough and dump a body no one would even be looking for. Simple to have its insides cleaned and returned to Minseo’s docks as if it had never been gone. Everyone back home was already mourning, and he’d just give them a good reason for the grief. 

Then, Wenhan laughs. 

“Could you imagine? That’s so stupid. Too anticlimactic.”

Osias doesn’t say anything, but gapes soundless pain when Wenhan launches a knee into his gut. The knife spins into a dark corner. He uses the brief shock to move out of reach and closer to the exit. Osias leans against the opposite end of the boat, hunched as if he were prepared to swing, but neither of them move. 

“I brought you something.” Wenhan tilts his head towards the basket of pastries and fruit.

“I don’t want anything from you... Jesus, you just can’t say anything straight can you.”

“It’s for when you move on.” Wenhan never believed this plan would work, not for long. “Somewhere Minseo can’t protect you.” Or when she decides this isn’t worth the trouble. 

Osias glances at the blood soaking between his fingers. There’s a beat of hesitation, then he rolls his eyes.

“Whatever… sit down, ya cryptic asshole. Or bleed outside if you want." Osias is already digging inside a small cabinet “--or bleed out if you want.”

If it’s pride that roots his feet to the floor and keeps him standing, he’d blame morbid curiosity for sinking down into a chair and pulling up his bloody shirt. 

Osias almost immediately presses a cloth into his side after the bored assessment. Wenhan feels the burn of antiseptic and grinds his teeth, nearly not catching the mutter. “Jie would kill me for this.” 

“She would, because she’s kind. You should worry about Xian when he figures out your stupid plan.” Wenhan watches Osias’ face carefully as he murmurs,  “for someone that writes so much about being better off dead, you try really hard not to die.” 

He half expects Osias to stab him twice if that glare was any sort of warning. But the other stays quiet as he works, and Wenhan focuses on the drawings over walls after failing to earn a reaction. For a moment, he could recognize the peace Osias chased in this sort of silence. Isolation and freedom could be one and the same. 

What was far more cruel than death lived in the consequences of free will. Neither of them would admit they recognized the same sort of cruelty in each other. An identical selfishness. The fact they would always choose themselves over anyone else. 

When Wenhan starts laughing to himself, seemingly at nothing, Osias threatens to throw him into the sea if he keeps fucking fidgeting.

Killing a ghost is knowing what it means to live under its skin. 

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Hi! Thank you for your thoughtful and informative blog. I am a new 🐢 after watching The Untamed and I enjoy reading your blog. I have a question about GG’s appearance in Day Day Up. I read a comment on IG, that it was not related to The Untamed promotions and GG was there as DD’s “special person”. Is this true? If so, then it would totally explain the other hosts reaction towards GG. Because when I watched the episode, it seems like the other hosts were looking at GG and DD fondly. Kinda like how I would look when I see a friend and their significant other together for the first time.

Hi, new turtle! 💛🐢💛

Thanks so much for your kind words, I'm glad you're enjoying my blog!

Yes, it is true that it was not an Untamed promo appearance. GG attended as DD's personal guest.

Fake, fan fiction, CPN.

Anon is talking about this episode of DDU (Eng subs can be found here):

Yes, it's true that GG was brought to DDU as a special guest of DD, for the 11 anniversary special episode. The previous year he had brought Yixuan, Wenhan and Cheng Xiao, and there were some funny moments, well worth watching.

And GG attended the following year as DD's special guest.

There was even a bit of supposed drama between GG and DD over this event, because of a scheduling conflict that almost made the appearance not happen at all.

There was a fake rumor that DD was overheard arguing on the phone with someone about choosing something else over him. Fans speculated that it might be because GG was scheduled for a 2-day Olay commercial shoot, and because of a scheduling conflict GG wouldn't be able to attend the DDU taping.

Fake rumors are unconfirmed, and should be taken with a grain of salt, but there is some evidence to support the idea that DD might have been hurt/upset by GG's situation.

DD filmed several interviews in what would have been day 1 of GG's Olay filming (when DD would presumably have known that GG wasn't going to make it to the DDU taping). In all of those interviews he was particularly savage and seemed to be in a very bad mood.

GG ended up requesting that the Olay shoot be completed in one day, and he flew to Changsha that night so he could attend the DDU taping the following day. This was confirmed by the director of the Olay shoot during a livestream.

DD seemed grumpy in the pre-show interview, and only softened up through the course of the day as GG charmed him out of his funk.

Xiaoman M did a 2-part series on that whole situation, which includes some of that footage for those who are curious:

I think it's fair to say that the close nature of their relationship is confirmed by GG's willingness to dramatically cut back on the filming schedule for a major endorsement brand like Olay, so he could attend the taping of a variety show. It seems unlikely he would do that for just anyone/anything.

It definitely felt like GG meeting the in-laws for the first time as a couple. There was even talk that the DDU team had made a Weibo post about DD "bringing GG home to meet the family" which was later edited to remove that reference. I can't find that post so I might be misremembering it, if anyone has it let me know.

Anyway, the appearance itself took on the tone of a boyfriend meeting the family for the first time. They even went through old photo albums together. They also performed a couple of songs together and did some other cute activities. There were a lot of interesting moments and fancam candies that came out of that appearance as well, including (just to name a few):

DLS accidentally bumping into GG and apologizing to DD

Some parts having to be reshot because GG and DD were having too much fun together

DD supposedly calling GG baobao (baby) when he told GG about the reshoots

When they were grouped together for an activity and had to choose a name, DD supposedly suggested 'BJYX' and GG shook his head, and in the end they went with 'Yizhan'

GG tasting meat skewers ahead of DD, and telling DD which ones he can eat that aren't too spicy

At one point DD appearing to forget he was a host, and almost sitting down with GG rather than standing onstage with his hosting brothers

Some hilarious Hunan TV editing that only enhanced the whole 'couple' vibe of it all, including one moment when text referencing "The Boy DD Likes" appeared while GG's face was on the screen (38:15 in the video, it was in reference to the song Nanhai, but interesting timing on that title, production team!)

Some of the fancam moments seem real (the meat skewers one, for example), and some I have my doubts about or feel are unconfirmed (baobao). Whatever the case may be, turtles seemed to enjoy it as much as GGDD did.

There was a rumor or report that GG went with DD and the DDU brothers for dinner and karaoke after the show, which, if true, would have given them more time to get to know GG.

In any case one thing's certain - the DDU team really started changing how they treated DD in the show after that appearance with GG. Up until that point they'd always treated him like the eligible bachelor and constantly tried to pair him off with women or put him in awkward dating situations on the show, but after that episode all that stopped and they began treating him like a married man, and teasing him about GG, sometimes in some fairly overt ways.

For example, the DDU brothers teased DD about Brightest Star in the Night Sky a week or two before GG performed it on TV.

Anyway, Anon, hope this helps paint a clearer picture for you! You weren't imagining things - they were looking at GG and DD very fondly, like the cute couple they are!

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Wangxian:

hot necromancer singles seeking dom daddies in your area: [19k, M] Without the aid of the Yiling Wei sect and its patron, the Yiling Patriarch, the Sunshot Alliance surely would have lost the war against the tyrant Wen Ruohan. Now the Yiling Patriarch is demanding repayment in the form of a tribute bride -- and he only wants Lan Wangji. What could a dark sorcerer possibly want out of a union with the strongest and most righteous spiritual cultivator? Whatever Lan Wangji was expecting out of this marriage, it wasn't this...

quick quick slow: [2k, E] By the second day of their visit, Lan Zhan understands that Wei Ying has made a campaign of this. That Wei Ying believes - not without justification - that his brother and his husband-to-be must be handled if the project of family unity is ever to spread its fledgling wings. That he has decided - and this Lan Zhan thinks, to the extent that he can think like this, spread over Wei Ying’s lap and panting, is unfair - that the best way to handle Lan Zhan is to keep him worn out and sated and too hazy with recent or anticipated pleasure to bother needling Jiang Cheng.

In another better life, Wei Ying would have led armies of the living, and done it well. His strategies may be unorthodox but they’re rarely ineffective.

Lan Zhan decides to believe that the sound he has just made is not a whimper.

you're a bird in the water / i'm a fish on the ground: [8,7k, NR] It takes half a year of being married to a human before Wei Wuxian learns that he can, in fact, have intercourse with his husband.

Something Unpredictable: [28k, E] When he was a teenager Lan Wangji started to dream about an older Wei Wuxian visiting an older version of him in Cloud Recesses. In them, he saw strange details of an unusual life where Wei Wuxian would come and go.Then, the dreams stopped and, with time, he forgot. Until the dreams began to become reality.

like sandalwood and sweet dumplings: [5,8k, E] I want you to be mine. I want you to stay with me.

I want to put a child inside of you and love you forever.

spawn: [10,8k, E] Officially, Wei Ying is on a diplomatic mission from Earth, as liaison to the Lan as part of their species conservation programme. Professional Monsterfucker is just snappier.

An alien eggpreg breeding kink AU.

Yizhan (lololololol, i gotta):

Just Getting Near It: [9k, E] The first time that Xiao Zhan kisses Yibo, they're both still dressed in the long robes and extensive wigs of Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji. It's not smart, and it's not safe, but in retrospect, Xiao Zhan thinks it's as smart and as safe as it could possibly have been under the circumstances. (THIS AUTHOR IS OBSESSED WITH SWEATY XZ AND I AM OBSESSED WITH THEM)

The Boy With The Pearl Necklace: [23k, E] Something flashes beneath the collar of Yibo's shirt, caught fortuitously in the light, and Xiao Zhan has just enough time to register it as a pearl necklace, half hidden by the tie wrapped lovingly around his throat. It's a strange, unexpected detail.

He really should let it go. He's taken up enough of Yibo's time already, more than he deserves, and this is a live event. And yet he can't quite help opening his mouth, greedily scoops tiny grains of Yibo's time into his hand to cherish. "What's with the pearls?"

Yibo turns back, offers an even more brilliant grin, one that's caught more in the mischievous gleam of his eyes than around his beautiful, expressive mouth. "I like them."

gimme what I want (you know you’re mine): [3k, E] They’re close enough now that he can see everything about Xiao Zhan—the shadows under his eyes, the lovely line of his lips, the way his tongue slips out to get them wet and how the knot at his throat moves when he swallows.

And Yibo feels the heat. In his own body, radiating with want, but coming off Xiao Zhan too. Hot and sweaty, his shirt damp over his shoulders, beneath Yibo’s hands. Yibo wants to be in bed together like this, running too hot, the passion they’ve been stoking all summer finally set alight. He wants everything.

slow hand, this quiet ride: [3k, E] Xiao Zhan decides fuck it, quietly unsticks his arm from Yibo's where they sit shoulder to shoulder and begins to slide his hand in a heavy drag across Yibo's clothed thigh. They don't even make it back to their hotel before Xiao Zhan can resist sticking his hand down Yibo’s pants.

your eyes are talking, but your lips are staying still: [8k, M] “He comes off as cold when he’s shy, but don’t worry, he’s a sweet boy.”

A sweet boy, is not how Xiao Zhan would describe the model that walks onto set, lounging over the prop motorcycle with the cocky assurance of a professional. Sharp eyes are made even sharper with eyeshadow and liner. With the help of contouring, the strong cut of his jaw is even more prominent. There’s nothing soft or timid about Wang Yibo.

you used to live a blonded life: [6666, E] “We’re in a band, you know,” Yixuan continues, laughing when Wenhan bats at his arm.“Don’t brag about it! Ugh!”

Xiao Zhan takes a sip of his beer, raising his eyebrows in an expression he hopes looks surprised enough. His eyes are drawn back over to Yibo, who’s talking quietly to Seungyoun. He looks up, apparently sensing the weight of Xiao Zhan’s gaze on him, and smiles. Xiao Zhan’s heart flutters. Shit.

“Oh, really?” Xiao Zhan says still looking at Yibo. Yibo narrows his eyes a little then smirks at him, leaning in to catch the plastic straw in his soda with his tongue, sucking it into his mouth while maintaining eye contact. Xiao Zhan quickly looks away. “I don’t think I know you.”

No Sense, No Feeling: [3k,E] “You’re kind of a whore, aren’t you Yibo?” Xiao Zhan says mildly, and he steps forward right into Yibo’s space, looking down at him.

Yibo chokes on his tongue, “Excuse me?”

--- Xiao Zhan has had enough of watching Yibo act so desperate all the time, and gives him exactly what he's been asking for.