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The First Poem in the world
— Excerpt from "Where It Begins" by Erica Jong (1971)
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Svsss au where theres a third transmigrator
Mobei-Jun
He has never read pidw
He has no idea how he ended up here
Which is why he doesnt ask, doesnt tell, does what hes told and fucks off when not needed
SQH figures it out when MBJ accidentally says "kobe" when he throws him to the other side of the room one day
Kobe?! KOBE?!?!? What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuuuuuck.
Shang Qinghua was losing his damn mind. Because…because MOBEI JUN WAS A FUCKING TRANSMIGRATOR!
It had been weeks now since he’s learned this, and he still wasn’t sure how to bring the subject up. What if he misheard? (Shang Qinghua knew that he hadn’t.)
They were alone, for the first time in a while and Mobei Jun was reading through the latest missive from Luo Binghe, lazily lounging back while Shang Qinghua stared at him from beneath his lashes, waiting for the right moment to pounce.
“Junshang is on his way to Lotus Pier,” Mobei Jun stated. “He will be there for a fortnight.”
“Ah, so he’s on a boat.”
“Mm.”
“Did he pick T-Pain instead of you to go with him?”
This got Mobei Jun’s attention, his blue eyes widened and his jaw dropped. “Wha—”
“He’s King of the world, on a boat like Leo,” Shang Qinghua continued, a vicious smirk formed on his face as he watched the other.
“You’re—” Mobei Jun sputtered.
“You’re being incredibly OOC.” Shang Qinghua leaned back and tilted his head, “How long have you been a transmigrator?”
“Since birth.”
“So are you naturally an asshole or is that the system?”
It was gratifying to see the grimace on Mobei Jun’s stupidly handsome face.
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The Little Prince's Great Ambitions
Ok, but hear me out —
Moshang Pride and Prejudice AU
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demon courting
Shen Yuan stared up at the man, disbelief clear on his face.
The man before him huffed a laugh, brown eyes becoming crescent shaped with amusement. He was a little taller than Shen Yuan, a little broader, with a sleeve tattoo covering his right arm to his wrist. His dark brown hair was softly curled, more wavy, and a little shaggy, falling to his shoulders. His face reminding Shen Yuan of Binghe. Not a lot, but just enough if he were to tilt his head and squint.
“You’re just a kid.” When the man finally spoke his voice was as smooth as velvet. “How old are you?”
“Nineteen.” Shen Yuan automatically responded as he gawked.
The man had round wire glasses, a piercing on the left side of his lower lip, both ears were pierced, and he had cheekbones that belonged on a magazine cover. He was a little older than Shen Yuan expected. Somewhere in his late-twenties compared to Shen Yuans late teens.
“Cucumber-Bro, come on, I’m not that different.” Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky offered a smile, showing off dimples underneath a days worth of scruff.
“How old are you?” Shen Yuan demanded, still blocking the doorway into the dorm.
“Thirty.”
What the fuck?
“What the fuck?” Shen Yuan asked aloud.
Seriously, this was the caffeine addicted crack-writer?!
When Shen Yuan had woken up back in his dorm room instead of in bed with his husband in the bamboo house, he immediately contacted Airplane—it was a gamble, but it paid off. The relief Shen Yuan felt when Airplane responded was like a weight lifted off his shoulders. He gave the other man his phone number and address, then waited an excruciating five days until the two could meet. (Because Shen Yuan lived in Beijing, but Airplane apparently lived in Chengdu, and last minute flights weren’t cheap.)
Shen Yuan knew that his friend would look different. Hell, Shen Yuan looked different! A little shorter, a little rounder, way younger. With pitch black eyes, short inky black hair, and an ear piercing. He was pretty rather than handsome, softer than Shen Qingqiu.
And it wasn’t that Shang Qinghua wasn’t handsome—he was! Like everyone else in PIDW. But Airplane?
“Can I come in?” Airplane asked while shoving his hands into his back pockets. He wasn’t dressed fashionably. His beat up backpack was slung carelessly over a shoulder, jeans were ripped due to wear and tear, his faded band shirt was due to too many washes, his sneakers were scuffed. And yet…
Shen Yuan dressed in the latest fashion. He tried his best to look good, he had standards for himself! He looked like a C-Pop star.
Airplane wasn’t even trying to be hot. (WHY WAS HE SO HOT?!)
It shook something inside of Shen Yuan. All of his past theories of Airplane being a troll flew out the window.
“Well?” Airplane looked like he wasn’t above shoving past his friend to get in.
Shen Yuan allowed his friend inside, still shook.
“Shang Qinghua.”
“What?”
“My name, bro.”
“Wait…you used your actual name for the character closest to Mobei!? Fucking Mary-Sue!”
“Ah, there we go, there’s the Peerless Cucumber I know. Although it’s weird to hear such vitriol from a face so cute.”
Shen Yuan felt the blood rush to his face and wished he had a fan in his hands to use as a weapon when Airplane chuckled.
“Come on, let’s try to figure out how to get back home,” Shang Qinghua said as he moseyed to the desk in the room.
Shen Yuan sighed as he closed and locked the door.
#Shen Yuan is trying not to lose his mind#Shang Qinghua wants to pinch Shen Yuans face because the kid is too cute#meanwhile their husbands tear a hole into the modern world to get them back#shang qinghua appreciation#svsss shang qinghua#svsss au#svsss#svsss shen yuan#shen yuan appreciation#Shen Yuan#luo binghe#Shang Qinghua#cumplane#modern cumplane#svsss cumplane#mobei jun#cumplane friendship#bingqiu#svsss luo binghe#moshang#svsss mobei jun
For the longest time Shang Qinghua was convinced he was in a coma. This transmigration was all in his sick and pathetic head. He wondered if his body were on life support. He wondered why his parents hadn’t pulled the plug.
Because there was no other reason as to why he was reborn into the book that he never got to finish. None of this was real, it was a stupid cultivation world that a 20-something year old started and a 30-something year old died trying to finish. A decade of his life wasted on Proud Immortal Demon Way. And this was what he had to show for it—a weak golden core and the feeling that if he fell off of his sword while flying he’d finally wake up.
These were thoughts he had sometimes, late at night when insomnia made him its bitch.
Or when he sat in a Peaking Lord meeting.
Or when he was on secret mission for Mobei-Jun.
What was it called when a person felt like nothing in their life was real? —Depersonalization-derealization disorder. (Self-diagnosed because Google couldn’t do it for him.) (Man, he missed the internet.)
(Was this depression? Was he suffering from depression?)
Shang Qinghua was his real name, the one he had in his previous life. What he hated was that he played his own self-insert! What was the point of this? He had been electrocuted and died! (Maybe.) Was this divine punishment? But how could that be when he was the fucking God of this world?
A helpless God. One that has been banished from heaven with a shackle around his neck.
(He couldn’t eat noodles for the longest time once he was able to eat solids in this life. The irony was that his new family owned a noodle shop…maybe it wasn’t irony, maybe The System was just a sadistic asshole.)
This wasn’t one of those “choose your own path” stories. He was born in Gusu, the fourth son—and the youngest of nine—in a family that could barely feed every mouth. He and two of his siblings went with a cultivator because they showed promise. His sisters went to Lotus Pier, and he would’ve gone with them if The System wasn’t a dickhead.
They wrote him sometimes. He was a Peak Lord, his family probably bragged about him to anyone who would listen. Apparently he made them proud. Sometimes, when he remembered, he sent money back home to them. His parents had done their best with him, better than his last pair. They were owed something for it.
Where was this going?
It didn’t matter. The fact was that Shang Qinghua felt as if this whole thing were just a really piss poor version of The Matrix. Maybe his own version? If not for Mobei-Jin’s beautiful chest, he’d consider this hell.
#random snippet#tw depressing thoughts#tw depression#svsss#moshang#if you squint#shang qinghua#mobei jun#god shang qinghua#shang qinghua looks at mobei jun expectantly#svsss mobei jun#shang qinghua: i did not sign up for this shit#shang qinghua appreciation#svsss shang qinghua#the scum villain's self saving system
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You can't even imagine how much I love Shang Qinghua!!!
And this character is completely unsuited to the animal that the fandom has chosen for him... Bro, seriously a hamster? It's even worse when it's a rat.
It's okay when it has a humorous context, but sometimes it goes beyond all limits.
The Airplane is a very strong emotional character, he copes well with the role that the system imposed on him, and holds the “Shang Qinghua” mask.
He is able to adapt and survive in a wide variety of conditions in which most would have already died.
His ability to pretend to be weak and blend in with others is his way of deception, don’t forget that he himself said so.
Therefore, the best animal option would be the Fox.
The fox is a cunning animal that can also adapt to different conditions, live in cold and warm conditions, it can eat both meat and grass, be a predator that will track down its prey, and can easily escape from its pursuer by deceiving and confusing its tracks.
It is the Fox that suits the Airplane the most.
Love Shang Qinghua, friends!!! And don’t listen when they say that he is a weak and useless hamster!!! :'(
Some scenes from @xmoriartea's SVSSS Sibling Transmigration AU based on this amazing post.
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It's been really hot these last couple days so, with you: recently appointed peak lord Shang Qinghua, trying not to melt while enjoying the view of his new leisure house (bonus for visible baizhan peak in tbe bg too)
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Lan Wangji and Mobei Jun stand in complete silence next to each other while their husbands drink too much, make crass jokes, and share porn while also somehow inventing 7 new things including two new types of porn
They barely speak to each other but they both leave the encounter satisfied with the social interaction they achieved with their New Friend who they (as they solemnly inform their excitable lovers) have a lot in common with
Later Shang Qinghua and Wei Wuxian will try to separately get their husbands to dress in other ones robes for sex reasons (they stole their husbands clothes and exchanged them at their last meet up for this reason)
This is less weird to their strong husbands then it should be
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I think the thing that everyone gets wrong about Mobei Jun in au’s or whatever is that he’s always extremely unromantic when approaching Quinghua. Mobei Jun in canon has been doing (to his own knowledge) a very public and socially acceptable courting ritual to the object of his affections, for years. He does this without getting outwardly frustrated towards Quinghua, and when he gets told it is not in fact being received well he stops immediately. He thinks he’s being incredibly obvious, which he is, to everyone except SQH.
Mobei Jun is effectively, a danmei version of Mr. Darcy.
His little maze of complicated social rules render him unbelievably repressed and unable to directly request Quinghua’s affection, but he loves that little hamster man so much he debases himself to flirt with him in public. He knows they’re of drastically different social standings, but doesn’t give a shit. This man has probably been planning their wedding since he was a teenager. If rom coms were a thing in the demon realm he’d be watching them and taking notes like a wannabe martial artist looking at UFC tapes.
That being said, in a modern office au or whatever, Mobei Jun would probably leave a huge bouquet on Quinghua’s desk every morning. However he does this without signing the card and it ends up stressing SQQ out because who the hell are these for????
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SVSSS!Sibling Transmigration AU
Based so very loosely on this glorious art by @nibbelraz
Airplane transmigrates into the youngest infant son of the Shang family (and God damn he deserves better than this System he is their god!! Daddy Airplane?? Heard of him?? These people should not be changing his damn diaper hello??)
Shang Qinghua is already a young disciple when he visits home and meets his little brother for the first time and does no one else see there is something... off about this kid?
He makes regular trips home afterwards, eventually using An Ding logistics to find reasons to be near his hometown more frequently (and really does no one else see this kid is weird?)
Bby!Airplane is just too smart. SQH is convinced he saw the kid make eye contact with him once when he caught him stealing a dumpling behind their mother's back and it was like looking into the eyes of a demon who'd gut him if he snitched and not a human toddler
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So does Mobei Jun just have perfect timing or did Luo Binghe call him up as soon as Shang Qinghua left the cottage like, "Bro your weird little guy is out here begging for food, come get him already before he gets mugged or something."