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tossawary · 3 years

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Elaboration time: SVSSS AU where Airplane Bro is given the choice between the role of Shang Qinghua and an “original role” (he’s not high-ranking enough, according to the System, to get a better role). Airplane Bro is of course like, “Shang Qinghua?! Fuck, no! That role sucks! I don’t want to die!”

So, he gets the “original role”, which means he just transmigrates in as himself, as an adult, and the System of course gives zero support. Airplane Bro gets to be like, “Oh, boy! I’m homeless in my own fantasy world! Fuck!”

Airplane Bro is a resourceful little bastard, so he manages to survive and create a living for himself. I like the idea of Airplane Bro actually managing to become a merchant and inventor. I also like the idea of Airplane Bro striking a deal with the An Ding Peak Lord, who takes a chance on this dirty man saying wild shit because why not, and becomes a sort of consultant / researcher for Cang Qiong Mountain Sect in exchange for 1) money, and 2) learning how to cultivate. It’s not exactly a stable living, but it’s interesting and it is a living!

Maybe Airplane Bro forms a connection with Original Shang Qinghua, because the System just dumped him in the vicinity of the Shang family, and Airplane Bro feels some “bro, I am SO GLAD that I am not you” guilt over the kid. It’s not like an Uncle-Nephew relationship, it’s more of a “Weirdo Friend Of Family and Long-Suffering Son Of Family With Great Ambitions” situation, but it compels Airplane Bro to be in the area when Original Shang Qinghua is an An Ding disciple and on a mission, and ends with Airplane Bro accidentally intercepting an injured Mobei-Jun before he can meet the An Ding disciples.

So, Airplane Bro meets Mobei-Jun when he is fifty-ish, probably forty-seven-ish at the youngest. He’s an “immortal” cultivator now thanks to desperate hard work and possibly some cheats, but it took a while and so he looks his age.

Mobei-Jun has been saved by this fifty-year-old man who is putting on the eccentric old man act a little too hard and treating him kind of like a misbehaving disciple (because Airplane Bro knows the ONLY control he has over this situation is what he can convince Mobei-Jun to give him), but the guy is also relentlessly kind to young, injured Mobei-Jun. He treats Mobei-Jun like he’s worth being taken care of and protected and spoiled.

Airplane Bro’s situation here is better than canon, so he lets Mobei-Jun stay until he’s all healed, then sees him off with some extra supplies and dubiously useful words of wisdom, like, “Wow, that was a weird encounter! At least I got to see my favorite character as a kid (Mobei-Jun is either a teenager or a very young adult, but to Airplane Bro that’s “kid”)! He’s such a brat! But so cute!”

Meanwhile, the entire time, Mobei-Jun has kind of been in a state of shock. Partly a “oh shit, this is AWAKENING something in me” shock, but Mobei-Jun isn’t self-aware enough to recognize that his father-figure issues just grew three times in size this day.

And of course Airplane Bro and Mobei-Jun keep running into each other somehow, and built a deeply strange almost-friendship built on weird favors of “chance” encounters. But since this is Moshang, it definitely takes 10-20 years before anything romantic happens, because Airplane Bro and Mobei-Jun are both dense as bricks. Does Mobei-Jun know why getting a head pat from this incredibly bizarre man does something to him? Absolutely not at first. Airplane Bro thinks, “Ah, shame I’m too old for him,” and shelves the concept for at least ten years, while everyone surrounding them is like, “I am Uncomfortable with the amount of DESPERATE LUST coming from that young ice demon.”

(Side note: You ever look at Canon Era Mobei-Jun and think to yourself, “Holy shit, that man is FORTY YEARS OLD at minimum. Sir, you are FORTY+, get your SHIT TOGETHER.”)

One way to keep their relationship going is to have the System summon another event to force Mobei-Jun into the whole spy shenanigans with Original Shang Qinghua, and Airplane Bro runs into Mobei-Jun again through his vague, almost “fairy godfather” relationship with Original Shang Qinghua, or through the fact that he likes to show up at Cang Qiong to get shitfaced with the An Ding Peak Lord, who thinks this guy is weird as fuck but strangely useful and incredibly entertaining, and still better company than the other peak lords.

I headcanon Original Shang Qinghua as being extremely ambitious and Mobei-Jun originally had some vague plans to conquer the Human Realm, but neither Mobei-Jun nor Original Shang Qinghua have any practical idea on how to achieve this or why this would be a good thing to have. Meanwhile Airplane Bro’s stance on these world domination plans is mostly just, “Okay, first of all, calm the fuck down, you’re both, like, twelve.”

I have no idea where exactly this would diverge from canon or how, but it probably would, because most of my fics end up being canon divergence in some way or another. The important thing here is that Airplane Bro really is Just Some Guy that Mobei-Jun is head-over-heels for, despite the fact that there’s a significant age difference between them (visible to everyone else now).

If Original Shang Qinghua ends up having a role in this fic, it is to hate Mobei-Jun’s guts for trying to steal HIS mysterious mentor/benefactor in his world domination plans, until he realizes that Mobei-Jun is hot for the guy, and then he’s like, “OH MY GOD. I’M GOING TO KILL YOU FOR REAL NOW.” If he reforms on becoming a traitor, his role is to be Deeply Unimpressed With Everything. Why does he have to witness this nonsense?

When Shen Yuan comes along and Binghe becomes A Problem, Original Shang Qinghua looks him dead in the eye and says, “You know your disciple wants to fuck you, right? God, I’m sick of this shit.”

I like the idea of Moshang at least getting their shit together before Bingqiu because of this scenario:

Sha Hualing looks at Mobei-Jun embarrassingly in lust and love with this totally average, middle-aged man who is a little eccentric but clearly deeply fond of him and prone to spoiling him, and says, “Gross.”

Then she looks beside her, where sits Demon Emperor Luo Binghe, still wretchedly single in the face of Shen Qingqiu’s (Shen Yuan’s) obliviousness, and the protagonist is seething with envy.

This continues my “Airplane Bro is an Old Man” and “Mobei-Jun desperately wants to be topped by Shang Qinghua (Airplane Bro)” agenda. Thank you for listening.

#tossawary svsss #fic ideas #shang qinghua #mobei jun #moshang #original shang qinghua #a man in golden summer

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wy-01 · 4 years

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my disciple may have impulsive aggressive behavior, but he was just scared

Kofi commission for @pazaJJ on Twitter, based off her fanart.

p r e v i e w

"My disciple may have impulsive aggressive behaviour, but he was just scared!"

Liu Qingge: "..."

Shang Qinghua: "..."

Mobei-jun had turned to stare at him, too.

Shen Qingqiu stared at the wreckage around them. He sighed.

The village they were in had long been abandoned by the people who last lived here, but it still had been a quaint, if empty, dwelling place. Shen Qingqiu thought it would have made for a good rest-stop for weary travellers. That way, they would have shelter without having to make camp.

It was useless dwelling on that now, though, he thought as a hut a little ways down the road collapsed under the raging fires.

He sighed again. Why did Binghe have to get so aggressive at the first sign of danger towards Shen Qingqiu! Really, that was totally uncalled for! It wasn't as if this master was unable to take care of himself!

(He would not lie and say that it did not please him in the slightest, though.)

Beside him, Binghe sniffled.

Shen Qingqiu patted his head absently, wondering how he would explain this to Yue Qingyuan.

"Shizun..." Binghe's voice was watery, and he'd crouched down into an almost-kneeling position. He was clinging to Shen Qingqiu's robes like a child, wetness sliding down his cheeks, his eyes wide and filled with shimmering tears. How could Shen Qingqiu refuse him like this?!

"Binghe," he said in his best impression of a gentle, doting tone.

"Shizun, are you mad?" Binghe had started crying again, with quiet, exaggerated sobs and a never-ending stream of tears. This sly protagonist...! Why was he so good at crying?!

"No," Shen Qingqiu said. "I'm not mad, Binghe, just..." he trailed off, uncertain. It was true that he wasn't mad, but he wasn't exactly pleased with this outcome, either. There would be a lot of explaining to do, mostly on Shen Qingqiu's part. If he said this, though, Binghe would undoubtedly be even more upset.

He settled on a mild, "This teacher just has more work to do now because of this incident, and that means he will have less time to spend with Binghe."

"Oh."

Then, a quiet: "Binghe is sorry."

Shen Qingqiu patted his head again, running a hand through those thick curls, and nodded. It was the demon equivalent of that time of the month for all demons, and Binghe's demonic instincts had begun to flare intermittently in the recent days. Surely, Cang Qiong Sect could forgive Binghe's unsolicited aggression this time. At least no one was hurt.

"It's alright, Binghe."

This teacher will always be on your side, he thought, feeling warm.

xxx

This incident had occurred because Binghe had insisted on following Shen Qingqiu on one of his rare trips down to the human world. He'd caught wind of gossip about a foreign species of demonic beast that was terrorising a town nearby and his interest had been piqued. If it was a new species, that meant the System was filling in new content for what used to be the Proud Immortal Demon Way novel. If it wasn't, then at least Shen Qingqiu would get some exercise.

(Being plyed with good food and waited on hand and foot by Binghe every day had Shen Qingqiu worried about his figure, even if he was an immortal.)

Airplane Shooting Towards The Sky had been preoccupied with his Mobei-jun, and Liu Qingge was off on one of his hunting trips again, so Shen Qingqiu had decided he would go alone.

When he brought the idea up to Binghe, however, his husband had been aghast.

Binghe, why?! You know it's normal for couples to go short periods of time without seeing each other, right?! And Binghe hadn't been to the demon realm for some time already! Surely he had work to do as the ruler!

Thus, Luo Binghe had accompanied his lover to visit the town. The townspeople had pointed them to this abandoned old village, so they'd enjoyed the sights and street foods in the town for a day, and headed out the next morning. Binghe had been extra affectionate, and Shen Qingqiu realised they hadn't papapa for almost 5 days. He hadn't offered, though, and Binghe hadn't asked.

Was it because Binghe didn't get to papapa, and now he was acting out his pent-up sexual frustration? To Shen Qingqiu, it was entirely possible. His chrysanthemum couldn't take the pain of being penetrated by that heavenly pillar so frequently, though! Give this teacher a break!

Either way, the moment the beast appeared, Luo Binghe had gone all-out! Shen Qingqiu had barely any time to react before Binghe drew Xin Mo and unleashed his power on the poor beetle. It was like watching a fight between the Final Boss and a Lv. 2 beginner: sad. If Shen Qingqiu weren't so annoyed at Binghe, he would feel bad for the beast.

But he'd come here to take down the beast and study it, not spill its guts everywhere!

Needless to say, Binghe's power had been too strong, and the village caught fire along with the bloody carcass of the demonic beast. Shen Qingqiu quickly pulled out his fan to cover his face, lest he do something to tip Binghe off about his annoyance, like facepalming.

xxx

Aid quickly arrived in the form of Mobei-jun, a visibly debauched Shang Qinghua, and, surprisingly, Liu Qingge. Wordlessly, Mobei-jun began freezing over the burning wood. Shang Qinghua adjusted his robes and attempted to fix his hair to no avail. His face was bright red. There was a fresh bite-mark on the side of his neck.

"Cucumber-bro, what the fuck?!" he hissed.

Meanwhile, Liu Qingge was having a stare-off with Luo Binghe.

Shen Qingqiu barely restrained himself from rubbing a hand over his face and groaning, which he very much wanted to do.

"Look," he began, at the same time Liu Qingge said, "What happened?"

He was eyeing Luo Binghe in a way that showed every ounce of his distrust towards the half-demon king. The animosity between the two was nothing new, but Shen Qingqiu was under the impression that they were well over this stage already.

'What did Luo Binghe do?' Liu Qingge didn't say it aloud, but everyone present knew it was what he meant. Shen Qingqiu let out a slow breath through his nose.

"Binghe attacked a beast," he explained. "He underestimated his power."

Liu Qingge stared at him, disbelieving. Shang Qinghua was, blessedly, silent. Then he decided to ping Shen Qingqiu with the System's new Private Message function.

// Cucumber bro, is something wrong with Binghe? There's no way my son could ever underestimate his power, not when he's at this level of power already!

Between the eventful morning, the disappointment at not being able to see this new specimen, and the concerned, judgemental looks from both his closest friends in this universe, Shen Qingqiu had had enough.

"My disciple may have impulsive aggressive behaviour, but he was just scared!"

Liu Qingge: "..."

Shang Qinghua: "..."

Mobei-jun had turned to stare at him, too. Shen Qingqiu wanted to bury his suddenly burning face in his hands.

"Shizun...!" With a gasp, Binghe jumped into his arms and engulfed him in a tight hug. Shen Qingqiu buried his face in that hard, muscular chest and groaned. It was going to be a long day.

END

#bingqiu #svss #luo binghe #shen qingqiu #scum villain self saving system #svsss #ff

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ineffectualdemon · 10 months

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Are their any fics about Yue Qingyuan adopting Luo Binghe out there? Because I think that's a very interesting dynamic (going to happen in one of my wips sort of and I'm very interested in how it's gonna turn out)

Because it's such an interesting idea

It gives Shen Jiu more reason to hate/resent Binghe but removes his ability to actually abuse him and gives Binghe more motivation to get both want to get Shen Jiu on side (his dad really cares about this man) and resent him (he makes his dad sad)

And it also adds a lot of tension between Shen Jiu and Yue Qingyuan because Yue Qingyuan has to take care of his son and and loves him and so must protect him, even against Shen Jiu even though that hurts him. But also that works in his favour with Shen Jiu

and Shen Jiu both wants Binghe gone (the attention stealer that he is) but also isn't going to hurt Yue Qingyuan's son directly because it's Qi-ge's son and so he'll be both antagonistic and protective of Binghe which will piss him off even more

Like there is so much to play with there

(meanwhile Shang Qinghua is freaking out in the background)

#yue qingyuan #luo binghe #svsss #shen jiu #yue qingyuan defense league

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tossawary · 3 years

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I am SUPER curious about theis Accidental Baby Acquisition story. Any details you're willing to give?

The general idea is that Moshang gets distracted by Accidental Baby Acquisition in the time before Luo Binghe returns from the Eternal Abyss, which through domino-effect accidentally disrupts (and fixes) the disastrous Bingqiu reunion.

Excerpt:

Shang Qinghua is in the middle of trying to figure out the proper cultivation of the Sun And Moon Dew Fruit plant when comes the stomach-swooping crackle of demonic qi and cold air. It's kind of weird for Mobei-Jun to drop by in the middle of the morning, but Shang Qinghua readily supposes that the man has some special sense for when he's trying to take a day off, just so he can show up and ruin it. Staycations? Not on Mobei-Jun's watch!

Sighing, Shang Qinghua gets to his feet, mentally stretching his bowing and scraping muscles. Ahhh, this is probably going to be something really annoying! Someone has probably fucked up spectacularly, because that's just his luck.

He's not expecting Mobei-Jun to come stomping through the portal, right up to him, and then hand him a large basket. Shang Qinghua nearly fumbles it.

"Do not drop that!" Mobei-Jun snarls.

Shang Qinghua's hard-earned martial skills come through and he doesn't drop the basket, which is apparently worth his life! Meanwhile, the portal crackles shut behind the demon lord, who throws himself back onto Shang Qinghua's lounge chair and tips his head back, eyes closed, like someone who needed today to end fucking yesterday.

"My king?"

Mobei-Jun waves a hand towards the basket and snaps, "Look after that."

Shang Qinghua has a bad feeling about this, but he looks down anyway. What painful task has his cruel master brought him today? And in a basket? Baskets really aren’t part of Mobei-Jun’s aesthetic, honestly, which makes Shang Qinghua think that the man might have stolen it.

There’s a baby in the basket.

Holy shit, there’s a fucking baby in this basket! A few months old, maybe? The baby is looking up at him with wide dark eyes, their little lip wobbling, little hands wringing the blanket they’re wrapped in. They have very fluffy black hair, pale skin, chubby cheeks - very normal baby features, as Shang Qinghua understands it - but they also have slightly pointed ears and a faint blue smudge on their forehead. Oh fuck, are ears even allowed to be that tiny?!

This is a demon baby.

Shang Qinghua shifts the basket into one arm and very hesitantly touches Demon Baby’s forehead. Oh fuck, it’s so soft! He’s not sure he’s ever felt anything this soft in his life! It’s also cooler to the touch than an ordinary human should be.

This is an ice demon baby.

Shang Qinghua looks at the demon lord sprawled out on his lounge chair, apparently nursing a headache, even though Shang Qinghua should totally be the one sprawled out and nursing a headache right now!

“My king?! Whose baby is this?!” he demands.

“My father’s,” Mobei-Jun snaps, without opening his eyes.

Oh.

Well.

Shang Qinghua’s guess was pretty close?

“Ah, congratulations on a new sibling, my king?” he tries. “Half-sibling?”

“Half,” Mobei-Jun confirms.

Just in time for the Demon Baby to screw up its illegally tiny face and start crying.

“Oh, fuck,” Shang Qinghua says.

His experience with babies is pretty limited, by both choice and circumstance! He has siblings in this second life of his - not all of whom made it to adulthood, some of whom are probably still out there somewhere - but that was mostly just “here, hold the baby for a minute” stuff at this stage in a baby’s evolution. He had half-siblings in his first life, after his father started his do-over family, and he did some involuntary “you should help around the house because faaaaamily” babysitting, but that was a long, long time ago now!

Shang Qinghua hastily rocks the basket, making shushing noises.

“Look after that,” Mobei-Jun repeats.

“My king, I’m really not-”

Mobei-Jun opens his eyes and glares.

“-highly qualified for this, but of course I’m at your service!”

Shang Qinghua is a Peak Lord! He’s a fucking Peak Lord! He’s in charge of logistics for the most famous cultivation sect in the world, one of twelve highly respected immortal masters, master and teacher of an entire peak full of accomplished cultivators and ascendant disciples! And he earned that title! Why has he been mistaken for a babysitting service here?!

Well, it at least seems that Demon Baby doesn’t need changing just yet. No bad smells. He takes the half-swaddled Demon Baby out of the basket, carefully, and keeps rocking and slightly bouncing them like that. The crying turns to general discontent mumbling. This is evidence for Shang Qinghua’s optimistic theory that Demon Baby just doesn’t like his face, which has happened before and also demonstrates a decent sense of stranger danger.

“My king, how old is this child?”

“Unknown.”

“When’s the last time the child ate?”

“...Unknown.”

Shang Qinghua takes a deep breath, represses a scream, and exhales.

“My king, how is this child fed?”

Mobei-Jun doesn’t even bother to answer this one. The answer is clear: he has no fucking clue.

“How are demon babies generally fed?” Shang Qinghua tries desperately, knowing that this answer can vary a lot depending on the type of demon. “Breastfeeding? Or a substitute? If I procured sap from a Mother’s Tears tree, would this child die?”

“...No,” Mobei-Jun says, without emotion, and it still sounds like a fucking guess.

Shang Qinghua takes a deep breath. “If I’m to ‘look after’ this child, my king, I’ll need to leave temporarily to fetch supplies. I’ll be very quick! And discrete! But I have nothing in my house to care for a demon baby! Unless… unless my king might fetch supplies…?”

“Go then,” Mobei-Jun snaps.

#ask tossawary #tossawary updates #tossawary svsss #moshang baby fic #mobei jun #shang qinghua #svsss #Anonymous #fic ideas

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tossawary · 3 years

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Chapter 28: “A Growing Family” of “pride is not the word I’m looking for” quotes and commentary. Not a full list of favorite quotes or full commentary.

The fact that Shen Qingqiu is waiting for them, just outside of Yue Qingyuan’s office, really doesn’t help the dread that Shang Qinghua is feeling here.

A stocky young woman is standing attentively beside the seated Peak Lord. This is that Fu Qiang character, one of Binghe’s favorite shijies on Qing Jing Peak, here to whisk Peerless Cucumber away for a one-to-one chat on the other transmigrator’s potential relationship to the House of Rejuvenation. Or maybe to give the kid a tutoring session on recovering memories from trauma or something! Shang Qinghua doesn’t know exactly, not having been invited to sit in.

“Shidi,” Shen Qingqiu greets coolly.

“Greetings, Shen-Shixiong,” Shang Qinghua returns, feeling sweaty already, but also weirdly giddy. He’s tempted to wink, but he’s pretty sure that would get him killed. “How are you? You look very well! Aha, how did those ‘other engagements’ go the other day? Meet with anyone? Have a good time?”

Over the top of his elegant fan, Shen Qingqiu immediately gives him a look that could probably kill a lesser man - or maybe a greater one, like someone who has more dignity and shame and whatever than Shang Qinghua does. Shang Qinghua doesn’t flinch. He assumes that the meeting with Yue Qingyuan went well! Which is great! Super great! If it had gone badly, he’s pretty sure that Shen Qingqiu wouldn’t even be setting foot on Qiong Ding Peak now - or at least would have been projecting “I’ll kill to get out of here and I’m mentally picking all my victims” hard enough to send all the Qiong Ding Peak disciples and cultivators off like panicked chickens.

“I don’t know what you mean,” Shen Qingqiu says, downright frosty now. “Shang-Shidi must have been paying too much attention to nonsense gossip again.”

“Ah, of course! Of course! My mistake, Shen-Shixiong! Please forgive me!”

Shang Qinghua looks to his fellow transmigrator next, to reintroduce them, only to find Shen Yuan making a very strange expression. Shen Yuan is looking between Shang Qinghua and Shen Qingqiu kind of like he’s never seen them before. His mouth is even a little open and everything. It takes the kid a few seconds to realize that he has two Peak Lords staring at him and to swallow the strange expression.

AN: Shen Yuan knows that 1) SQQ came to meet SQH personally immediately after their mission was over, 2) SQH stayed in bed the following day for a LONG time, and 3) SQH had a hickey on his neck.

So when Shang Qinghua makes a reference to the meeting that SQQ had with Yue Qingyuan, almost flirtatiously asking if Shen Qingqiu “met with anyone” and “had a good time”, Shen Yuan is going to draw his own conclusions.

Namely, that Shang Qinghua and Shen Qingqiu might be sleeping together.

After all, Shen Yuan doesn’t know about the YQY and SQQ backstory! Shen Yuan only knows that Shang Qinghua is weirdly friendly with PIDW’s most famous scum villain and that Shen Qingqiu apparently likes SQH enough not to be an asshole to Luo Binghe. Shang Qinghua kind of talks like they’re friend, so what if they’re... more than friends?!

Meanwhile, Shang Qinghua cannot fathom anyone EVER considering that he and SHEN QINGQIU might be lovers. It’s not an idea that he is in a position to have because what the fuck?!

I was tickled pink when I realized that things were in position to have the disciples think that Shangjiu is a thing. I was already planning on having them notice Shang Qinghua’s brand-new-relationship good mood. Shen Yuan may not notice when people are in love with HIM, but he did still read a twenty-million-word stallion web-novel, so he’s totally prepared to assume that secret affairs are happening for OTHER PEOPLE.

His fellow transmigrator hastily performs the appropriate greeting. Shen Qingqiu doesn’t reply beyond inclining his head, instead sweeping his eyes over Shen Yuan, who stands hilariously still like he’s facing down a predator, except for how the kid squints back a little at the Lord of Qing Jing Peak. Ha! That’s pretty fearless coming from someone still so unnerved by the man who would have Proud Immortal Demon Way’s most famous scum villain.

“Fu Qiang,” Shen Qingqiu says finally. “I have instructed Assistant Ma to set aside a private room for your discussion. You may take Disciple Shen there now.”

“Yes, Shizun.”

The other disciple gestures for Shen Yuan to follow and the other transmigrator hastily takes her up on that. As the disciples disappear, Shen Qingqiu rises and, without a word, leads Shang Qinghua into Yue Qingyuan’s office.

AN: It’s tempting to try and make Shen Qingqiu and Shen Yuan actually develop more of a relationship than “passing acquaintance”, but the thing is that I can’t see either of them really going for it without being forced or without a very serious push. They’re both so prickly.

Yue Qingyuan greets him in a friendly manner, like he’s genuinely pleased to see Shang Qinghua and happy to help. Shang Qinghua greets the man in the same way. It’s nice! It also kind of feels like they’re both pretending the past few months of awkwardness, resentment, and avoidance never happened.

AN: It felt a little more true to life and to the characters to have Shang Qinghua and Yue Qingyuan just... move forward instead of getting into their issues with each other and what apologies may be due.

It’s kind of like a mutual: “What if we didn’t talk about it?”

And they’re both like, “Oh, thank fuck.”

I think that if they both brew on it a bit more, they may eventually decide to try to assuage their respective anger or guilt by saying something, but right now they’re feeling raw and/or embarrassed, and don’t want to accidentally get into it again. So they’ll talk about work! They always have work to talk about! Work is more important than personal matters, so they’re just going to pretend everything is fine!

It’s not just the System who won’t let the Immortal Alliance Conference not happen! But, ahhh, Shang Qinghua can still dream of them actually managing to convince Zhao Hua Temple Sect and everyone else to call the whole thing off. He can dream!

Yue Qingyuan has this pained expression that says, “You’re not wrong, but I wish you were.” This guy knows what Shang Qinghua is talking about!

Shen Qingqiu has this expression that says something like, “I can only critique the accuracy of your assessment on the grounds that you may be giving our fellow cultivators too much credit in terms of common sense and cooperation. This annoys me immensely.”

“You have put a great deal of thought into this,” Yue Qingyuan says finally. “You received this news… when exactly… again?”

“Ah, yesterday morning?” Shang Qinghua answers.

“While in bed with a demon lord,” he doesn’t elaborate. Nope! Not elaborating!

“I know it’s not- I’ll try to get more information, but everyone is still in the planning stages, and it’s not easy getting any information!” Shang Qinghua says defensively. “But, even with that, I thought, ‘Ah, my shixiongs will probably want to know right away!’ Someone will need to tell Zhao Hua to take precautions, at least?”

Yue Qingyuan visibly regathers himself and says, “It is better to know these things as soon as possible. Thank you, Qinghua, for this forewarning.”

“He’s very good at knowing these things,” Shen Qingqiu agrees, but the man’s gaze is like a very sharp pin and Shang Qinghua is but a lowly insect under it. “When might you be expected to know more about this?”

“Ah, I’ll have to get in contact with… ah, some people I know.”

AN: Of course YQY and SQQ want to know more about where SQH is getting this information, but for all they know he might just have gotten a tip-off from one of his merchant contacts or someone in the black market. This has been brewing for a while between these demon lords and the cultivation sects. It’s really bad news, but it’s also not really that surprising.

According to the Airplane Extras, when MBJ and SQH meet, Airplane offhandedly mentions that Mobei-Jun’s clan and Huan Hua Palace Sect have a serious grudge from a conflict at a previous Immortal Alliance Conference. In PINTWILF, this conference is why the IACs got cancelled and had to be recently “revived”. The coming IAC is the 3rd since this revival.

Shang Qinghua has proven himself reliable enough by this point that YQY and SQQ will let him keep his informants close to his chest. Between SQH’s years of improved services (helped by actually getting his personal disciples to help him) and SQH’s interference in their personal issues, they do actually trust him.

So, yeah, they think he’s a squirmy little rat man.

But he’s THEIR squirmy little rat man who has come through in times of need. Also, SQQ, for all his glaring, might stab YQY if he started giving SQH a hard time about this. Sometimes a shidi just wants you to back the fuck off, YQY! Let him have his secrets! Even though SQQ absolutely wants to know SQH’s secrets and is on the verge of dying of curiosity.

I am VERY MUCH looking forward to them finding out that Shang Qinghua has a demon prince for a boyfriend. That’s going to be fun.

“I have also been… considering the advantages of lessons and between Peaks to encourage both cooperation and… survival skills,” Shen Qingqiu says next. “Rarely does one become a master of all disciplines - the Twelve Peaks allow for many of our sect to become specialists, masters of one art - but it seems unwise not to be learned in the basics of as many life-saving arts as one is able.”

“A diversity of learning can be very beneficial,” Yue Qingyuan agrees immediately.

“My disciple, Fu Qiang, has become a very adept medic over the years, though this was in the hopes of avoiding visiting Qian Cao Peak. The head disciples of An Ding, as I understand it, have sought to take special lessons from Qian Cao and Xian Shu to improve themselves."

“Ah, that explains how Hongpeng spied on Peerless Cucumber back when the little bro was still in Mu Qingfang’s clutches,” Shang Qinghua thinks. “And, ah, Shen Bro, I don’t know how to tell you this, but Wenjiao goes to Xian Shu Peak mostly to moon over pretty girls, especially my little sister-in-law.”

"There is also the example of Qi-Shimei’s most frustrating disciple, who must be routinely dragged away from Bai Zhan, but who has also apparently helped to improve her fellow Xian Shu disciples’ martial abilities.”

"Ah, that's one of putting Qi Qingqi letting Luo Fanli and Liu Mingyan fight each other in order to hopefully wear them both out," Shang Qinghua thinks.

“Even if demons should not attack, though only a limited number of our disciples will be attending the Immortal Alliance Conference, it would nevertheless be beneficial to ensure that all disciples across the sect are well-equipped to keep themselves alive until the specialists arrive,” Shen Qingqiu finishes. “Shang-Shidi, as one of the most well-connected leading members of our sect, the organization of such an initiative would be best left in your hands.”

AN: Okay, so I know that this is kind of a weird thing to be coming from Shen Qingqiu, but he’s grown a bit over the course of this fic! AND he’s totally coming at it from the perspective of: “I don’t have to cooperate or get along with anyone beyond what I’m doing now.”

So SQQ is like, “My disciples are stupid. We should have more field medics.”

And he’s like, “Some people’s disciples can’t fight for shit and we should make sure they know more self-defense.”

And he’s like, “Liu Qingge’s disciples are animals. Someone at least teach them how to protect other disciples and how to not bleed to death, because he won’t. That man doesn’t teach them anything.”

And he’s like, “Shang Qinghua, you do that. I don’t want to.”

Peerless Cucumber’s conversation with Shen Qingqiu’s disciple is long over, but apparently his fellow transmigrator didn’t just leave afterwards. Yue Qingyuan’s youngest assistant intercepts to politely point Shang Qinghua towards their waiting room. Shen Yuan is asleep in a chair, with one of his cultivation manuals open in his lap. Judging by his pose, Shang Qinghua is going to guess that the kid was trying some kind of meditation and ended up taking a nap by accident.

It happens to the best of them sometimes! Or at least to Shang Qinghua!

“Ah, I told you not to wait on me. Come on, bro, I don’t want to have to carry you back,” Shang Qinghua says, while jostling the kid awake. “You’re too big for that. My nephew is too big for that these days. Just because it would be nostalgic for me and just because I can doesn’t mean that I want to be carrying you around like a sack of vegetables.”

AN: If Shang Qinghua can haul Mobei-Jun around, then he could pick up Shen Yuan no problem. Also, this is the bit where I was like, “Wow, I have very much made SQH into SY’s dad here.”

Even SVSSS SQH gives me Uncle Vibes, to be honest. The man wants to pop into Bingqiu’s life, ask some nosy questions, be treated to a free meal (who doesn’t), tell some bad jokes, offer some terrible advice, complain about his workload, and then flounce off again with his boyfriend. SVSSS SQH seems to like being useful and appreciated and part of the group, but in a way where he’s not directly attached to anyone, you know? Give SVSSS SQH the benefits, but none of the responsibilities!

Shang Qinghua is kind of sick of this roundabout conversation and decides to bring out the big guns: a move taught to him by his extremely powerful sister-in-law, who has effortlessly defeated their resident War God. He knows the effectiveness of this technique personally, because Luo Jiahui has used it to defeat him many times. He puts on the best concerned face he has.

“Yuan,” he says seriously, looking the kid directly in the eye. “I’m not making jokes here about not skipping out on cultivating. It’s not always going to be fun - a lot of the time, it’s going to be pretty embarrassing and a little painful. Bro, I was an adult stuck in a teenage body, regularly getting my ass handed to me by actual teenagers. That was awful. But I really need you to keep doing it, even if you don’t become the next War God ready to challenge the protagonist, because I don’t want you to die. This shitty world isn’t safe. And if you want to be involved in these missions, then I need you to be able to carry yourself, or we’re both going to get trampled by some OP monster wandering out of an advanced chapter early instead of fixing anything here.”

Shen Yuan is having difficulty meeting his eyes. He keeps trying to force himself to look at Shang Qinghua and then looking away again automatically.

Shang Qinghua employs another of his sister-in-law’s immensely powerful techniques: he reaches out and puts a hand on the kid’s shoulder. “I will tell you stuff when I have stuff to tell you and when I can tell it to you. You’ve been super helpful, I’m going to need your help in the future, but I need you to be a little patient right now too.”

Shen Yuan nods. “...Fine.”

AN: Shang Qinghua: “I can’t believe that I’m tricking this person into thinking I’m a good person by being nice to them and looking after them and doing good things. I have learned this behavior for TRICKING PURPOSES only and have NOT accidentally adopted yet another kid.”

Shang Qinghua can’t answer the question right now! Leave a message!

He’s too busy replaying all the times he’s seen his nephew and his fellow transmigrator interact. Binghe did ask after Shen Yuan every time that he and Shang Qinghua talked, while the other transmigrator was on Qian Cao and after he came to An Ding, but… Shang Qinghua just thought his nephew was being polite and curious? Peerless Cucumber stands out! Binghe didn’t act too weirdly about it!

Luo Binghe is supposed to be a stallion protagonist with 600 wives!

Although… Shang Qinghua’s nephew has never really shown any interest in that kind of thing. Which Shang Qinghua has been pretty glad about! He doesn’t want to have 600 nieces-in-law! He also doesn’t want that for his nephew!

The protagonist of Proud Immortal Demon Way ’s harem was basically a snake pit of drama and desperation and decaying fantasies. For everyone who could read between the lines of empty papapa to see Airplane Shooting Towards The Sky’s tragic story of resentment and revenge, it wouldn’t be inaccurate to say the tyrannical, broken protagonist was like a black hole, dragging everyone else into orbit around this man who couldn’t really love anyone! You can take a blackened protagonist out of the Eternal Abyss, but you can’t take that abyss out of the blackened protagonist, right?

The original Luo Binghe didn’t take wives because he was in love. He took wives because he could! Because they were beautiful or powerful or useful! Because he pitied them! Because he liked being their savior! Because he didn't want anyone else to have them! Because he liked being an object of envy and desire and love! Because it was expected of him, as the man all the readers wanted to be, who was supposed to have everything a man could ever want!

“...Ah, there are… some implications there,” Airplane Shooting Towards The Sky realizes, remembering just how half-hearted most of that harem bullshit was. “Maybe a bent man wrote a kind of bent protagonist by accident? Who knows?”

“Da-Ge?” Fanli says. “Da-Ge, didn’t you know?”

AN: I’ve said this before, but there’s a meta argument to be made in regards to Luo Binghe and obligatory heterosexuality.

Also, from what I remember, Airplane didn’t actually seem to care too much about Luo Binghe being interested in Shen Yuan. In the Airplane Extras, Airplane says that in the original version of PIDW that he never got to write, Luo Binghe actually ended up totally alone at the end of the story. He was apparently planning a pretty downer ending for Luo Binghe. But Luo Binghe ended up getting a huge harem instead because that’s what the readers wanted!

So, my impression is, that when SVSSS Airplane first realizes that LBH is into men (and into SQQ specifically), he does a little bit of self-reflection and also reflection on PIDW, then just goes, “Huh. That makes... sense.”

“Though, aha, I can’t remember Shen-Shixiong ever really not being kind of angry at me and I’m not dead yet. I had to talk really fast sometimes, but I lived! Now go away.”

When Shang Qinghua looks up, all of his disciples are staring at him. They all look surprised, except for Shen Yuan, who looks embarrassed. Shang Qinghua would guess that someone cracked a dirty joke, but that doesn’t seem right.

"What?"

“...Shifu, how long have you known Shen-Shibo?” Chen Xuan asks.

“Since we were disciples? Ah, I think he hated me at first sight.”

“But you’re close now?” Lin Wenjiao blurts out.

“Closer, ” Shang Qinghua agrees warily. “Aha, don’t think that any of you can ask me for favors to do with Shen Qingqiu or Qing Jing Peak too! That’s not happening! Disciple Luo, Shen, get out of here before you give my disciples any more weird ideas.”

AN: Okay, so what happened is that as soon as Luo Fanli and Shang Qinghua left the room, Shen Yuan was like, “...Shang Qinghua and Shen Qingqiu are... very close? Are they...?”

And SQH’s disciples are like, “Holy shit, are you asking if SQH and SQQ are romantically involved?!” And SQH’s disciples laugh in SY’s face because that’s RIDICULOUS. Which makes SY really embarrassed and defensive! SQH’s disciples ask why he would EVER think a thing like that.

SY provides the evidence. It’s a reasonable conclusion!

And then SQH’s disciples are like, “...Holy shit?!”

And then SY is like, “Wait, maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned that.”

But it’s too late. SQH’s disciples are already putting all the evidence together and there is SO MUCH EVIDENCE of something going on there.

I know I refer to this ship as “Shangjiu”, but that’s mostly just to specify which Shen Qingqiu and I doubt that anyone in Cang Qiong Mountain Sect dares to call SQQ “Jiu” besides YQY. They’d probably actually end up calling it something along the lines of “The Premise” like original Star Trek: The Original Series Kirk/Spock shippers. (See Fanlore or something for more info on that.)

Again, SQH cannot... CONCEIVE of them conceiving this idea.

By the time that Mobei-Jun shows up at his Leisure House, Shang Qinghua is a little on the edge! Honestly, he’s kind of off the edge, dangling from a very thin branch just underneath the cliff’s edge, and that thin branch is making some very concerning noises! Sure, at least the demon lord isn’t late, but Shang Qinghua is suddenly reminded of just how intimidating Mobei-Jun looks! Also, he’s cleaned up his house and knows his sister-in-law knows he’s kind of a slob sometimes, but he’s so sure that she’s still going to judge his cleaning job! What if she blames Mobei-Jun for it? (She’d be right to blame him a little! The man can be kind of lazy and messy sometimes too!)

A cool hand at Shang Qinghua’s hip prevents him from walking around in circles, repositioning disobedient cushions and offending tables. Shang Qinghua looks up at Mobei-Jun, who moves his hand to where Shang Qinghua’s neck meets shoulder.

“Stop it,” Mobei-Jun says.

AN: It’s really funny thinking about how all of Mobei-Jun’s gentle and affectionate behaviors towards SQH are totally learned. This does not come naturally to the man. If SQH was having a panic attack, Mobei-Jun’s first (panicked) instinct would be to bark at him to stop it.

“It’s just… Jiahui is… it didn’t have to be this way for us? I would have just helped her get to safety and left her to live her life without me, but she didn’t let that happen, even though her family wasn’t any good either, so why would she want another one?” Shang Qinghua tries to explain. “She chose me? She looked out for me. She helped me understand a lot of things. Even though she probably could have picked anyone else. I don’t really know where I’d be right now if she didn’t? Ah, probably… not talking to or trusting anyone ever? You remember what things used to be like.”

“Yes.”

“I’ve never really liked any of the sisters I’ve had before very much,” Shang Qinghua admits. “Ah, but they didn’t like me either, so it worked. Anyway! It’s… important to me that things work out now because…”

“I don’t want to choose,” Shang Qinghua doesn’t say.

He clears his throat instead.

“Qinghua.”

Shang Qinghua forces himself to look up from his hands on Mobei-Jun’s collar.

“I am glad that you were not without someone to trust,” Mobei-Jun says, though it sounds like it takes effort. “Your sister has nothing to fear from me.”

Mobei-Jun has already made this promise, but it’s good to hear it again.

“Thank you, my king. I’ll, ah- I should go get her now.”

AN: Mobei-Jun is jealous. He is very, VERY jealous.

BUT Mobei-Jun can also see some parallels here. Luo Jiahui is to Shang Qinghua in many ways what Shang Qinghua is to him. Mobei-Jun understands the importance of this relationship and of this person. He understands that Jiahui and SQH’s relationship is not romantic, of course, and understands her to be the “head of the family”, so he has to force himself not to act on his jealousy.

I think that a part of Mobei-Jun might see jealousy as something very negative? Thinking about what I said about Mobei-Jun’s hang-ups surrounding consent and possessiveness possibly originating with his father being a wife-stealer, Mobei-Jun can’t act on his jealousy for the same reasons that he needs Shang Qinghua to make the first explicit moves. He wants Shang Qinghua to choose him and to choose him of his own free will.

So, he’s jealous when he hears about how LJH chose SQH and SQH chose LJH, but he can’t act on it because 1) he loves SQH and 2) he’s (possibly unconsciously) terrified of becoming his father and creating resentment that will ripple out into his family potentially for generations.

It’s so, so weird to see his human sister-in-law sitting across from a demon lord. Luo Jiahui is not a tall woman and her cultivation is very good these days, but she’s not a warrior. Seeing the height and width differences side-by-side make them really obvious! Mobei-Jun is at least twice Shang Qinghua’s sister-in-law’s size! He has to be easily twice her weight!

When Luo Jiahui puts food in front of Mobei-Jun, Shang Qinghua gets huge “I dare you to not eat my food” messages! It took a really long time before Mobei-Jun seemed to accept that Shang Qinghua really wouldn’t take every available opportunity to hand him poison. Thankfully, however, Mobei-Jun has eaten Luo Jiahui’s food before! Shang Qinghua has shared his sister-in-law's food with the demon lord! Shang Qinghua also communicated beforehand that Mobei-Jun has to eat the food. No matter what!

So, Mobei-Jun eats the food and Shang Qinghua breathes a sigh of relief. Mobei-Jun even goes so far as to tell Luo Jiahui that she’s a good cook (above and beyond social interaction! Also delivered kind of awkwardly!), which his sister-in-law accepts with thanks (and also maybe just a little bit as her rightful due).

Luo Jiahui already knows the basics of Mobei-Jun: that he’s an ice demon, the son of the Northern Demon King, and he’s going to be the next Northern Demon King. She already knows that he’s a warrior and that his time is mostly spent tending to his duties, usually on his father’s behalf. She even knows that demon families can be kind of violently competitive and that Mobei-Jun’s family is no exception.

So, when she finally decides to speak seriously, she says, “My brother is very important to me. I have told him that if he is happy, then I’m happy for him. He has told me that you are very important to him.”

AN: Mobei-Jun is going to hold that revelation close to his chest for WEEKS. Shang Qinghua said that Mobei-Jun is very important to him!

Juggling the tension of this scene was weird.

Because, like, Mobei-Jun is not a kind or a gentle or a good person. He’s disdainful of humanity. It’s kind of a mindfuck for him to be having a meal with a strange human who is not of the things he has been raised to respect.

Meanwhile, Luo Jiahui is fucking terrified of Mobei-Jun, dislikes him, and doesn’t want to like him. He’s a stranger who could destroy her family. He looks kind of monstrous. He acts strangely.

But they HAVE TO BE CIVIL to each other for Shang Qinghua’s sake.

So they are.

Mobei-Jun tries not to make any scary moves around the soft human.

Luo Jiahui tries to act like MBJ is a normal person and to be polite.

They are both very out of their depth.

“...Shang Qinghua saved my life,” Mobei-Jun says, which is the first time he’s spoken without someone else speaking to him first. “Many times, he has done this.”

Luo Jiahui sets down her teacup, listening expectantly.

“Even when I did not trust him, and he did not trust me, Qinghua has always provided shelter and safety,” Mobei-Jun says slowly, solemnly. “Medicine, when I have been injured. Direction, when I have been lost. Company and loyalty. This is rare.”

“Yes,” Luo Jiahui agrees.

“The trust I have put in him has never been betrayed.”

Shang Qinghua kind of feels like he’s overheating here - like maybe his heart is melting! Mobei-Jun as a character has always prized loyalty above all! “I had no fucking clue,” he thinks. “Honestly, how the FUCK did I have no fucking clue?! Hindsight is incredible!”

“I would not betray him,” Mobei-Jun says, looking to Shang Qinghua directly. “My life has been his since the day we met.”

Shang Qinghua tries not to melt even more. Mobei-Jun is supposed to be an ice demon! What the hell is this?! It’s unfair! It’s embarrassing! It’s too much!

“...Good,” Luo Jiahui says, determinedly. “I’m happy to hear that. My hard-working brother needs someone to appreciate and cherish him.”

“Yes.”

AN: Mobei-Jun is like, “Humans use words. I need to use words. I need to be direct about this because humans are bad at understanding things.”

And Luo Jiahui is like, “Oh my, you are very intense. Okay.”

Mobei-Jun nods. “I did not think a human would ever care for a demon child.”

Luo Jiahui frowns a little. “Oh?”

“I admire this,” Mobei-Jun amends, frowning back. “I do not know how humans are raised. It is good that your child has never had to doubt his safety here.”

“...Of course.”

“It is clear that your child is loved beyond his bloodline.”

“Of course,” Luo Jiahui insists, with an offended note in her voice. “When I found Binghe in that river, I didn’t know he was part demon, but I would have taken him in anyway! Whoever the parent is, whatever the parent has done, it’s never the baby’s fault. Even if a parent has done something wrong, then babies shouldn’t suffer for it. All children should be cherished.”

Luo Jiahui’s voice breaks a little, her eyes turning wet. Shang Qinghua fumbles for a handkerchief to offer his sister-in-law, which she accepts gratefully.

He wonders if she’s thinking about her stillborn baby. She doesn’t talk about her other baby very often, but she does sometimes. She told him once that she observes that day. It’s something that she insists on doing alone.

“...I was left in the human world as a young child,” Mobei-Jun says.

Shang Qinghua’s head snaps up. He knows that, but that’s because he wrote that. He has never, ever heard Mobei-Jun talk about it before.

“Oh, no,” Luo Jiahui says.

“I was nearly killed by humans,” Mobei-Jun informs them.

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Luo Jiahui says.

“It was my uncle’s doing. He wishes to see me dead.” Mobei-Jun says this like it’s just another fact of life, not even an upsetting one, which kind of makes it one of the saddest fucking things that Shang Qinghua has ever heard the man say.

“That’s terrible,” Luo Jiahui says vehemently. “How rotten.”

Mobei-Jun blinks at her. His expression is still solemn, but the pause seems surprised.

Shang Qinghua almost wants to shrug. Yep, his sister-in-law is just like this!

“I have promised Qinghua that I will protect your son,” Mobei-Jun says to her. “I make you the same promise now.”

“...Thank you.”

AN: Mobei-Jun is like, “I understand you to be one of the rare humans who is not a piece of shit and who would have saved me as a child. I respect this. I don’t fucking understand it, but I understand you should be protected and that your child should be protected. I am doing this for Shang Qinghua and not because I have any personal issues surrounding the endangerment of demon children.”

Luo Jiahui is like, “Oh, he’s soft inside! He’ll protect my Binghe. Okay, I like him now. I didn’t want to, but anyone who basically professes to be willing to die for my child and my brother has my reluctant approval.”

Shang Qinghua can’t help it. The energy in here is so weird! He laughs.

“My king, have you had that all this time?”

Mobei-Jun doesn’t say anything, he just frowns.

“Clearly he was waiting to return it in person, Houhua,” Luo Jiahui admonishes. “It’s not his fault that you took so long introducing us or surely he would have returned it sooner. Don’t make it out to be impolite.”

Mobei-Jun gives Shang Qinghua’s sister-in-law an approving look.

AN: Mobei-Jun is like, “Oh, she’s smarter than Qinghua. Good. (Not that my Shang Qinghua isn’t very clever, but he’s an idiot.)”

And sometimes it’s just nice to take a minute to sit back, relax, and see his disciples daring their shidi, his fellow transmigrator, to chug the spiciest soup on the menu.

“Ah, kids,” Shang Qinghua says to Luo Jiahui.

Luo Jiahui is making a very concerned expression as her sisters, Shang Qinghua’s head disciples, and even Liu Mingyan chant: “Chug! Chug! Chug!” Yeah, he should probably stop them! But why would he? If anyone throws up from this, he’ll just appear out of nowhere to scare the shit out of all of them and then make them clean it up. It’s fine. He says as much to Luo Jiahui.

“They’re old enough to know better,” she says, but she looks fond now. “Their shifu should have taught them better manners, hm?”

“Hey! Only… four of those are mine.”

AN: Friends for Shen Yuan! Friends for Shen Yuan!

Also SQH being like, “Oh, fuck, I really have too many kids.”

Luo Jiahui sighs wistfully. “It is nice having children in here again, even big ones who are supposed to be adults now. I’m so proud of how Binghe has grown, but I miss when he was little. I miss when I could pick him up and carry him around. Uncle Han’s daughter brought her new baby in yesterday. He was so cute!”

“Aha, don’t steal a baby to fill the empty nest, please!”

Luo Jiahui swats him. “I wouldn’t do something like that!” she insists, cheeks flushing pink.

AN: Baby?! Baby for Luo Jiahui and Liu Qingge?! Maybe!

#tossawary commentary #tossawary svsss #pride is not the word

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