#mobei-jun: daddy?

[disgracefulthings]

Luo Binghe, to Shen Qingqiu: Wife~

Shen Qingqiu, covering his face: Binghe! Don't call me that in public!!

Lan Wangji, to Wei Wuxian: Wife.

Wei Wuxian: Lan Zhan! You're soo shameless~

Hua Cheng, to Xie Lian: Wi-

Hua Cheng: No, I can't disrespect gege this way

Xie Lian: Don't worry San Lang! You can be my wife!!

Hua Cheng: Gege is so smart

[nibbelraz]

I completely forgot about the second "Daddy Airplane" incident

[happypeachsludgeflower]

Just saw an svsss fic tagged “kiss kiss fall in love” and now I can’t stop thinking of an svsss ouran high au where Luo Binghe put together a host club made of Yue Qingyuan, Liu Qingge, Mobei-Jun, Shang Qinghua, Tianlang-jun, Zhuzhi-lang, and honor student, Shen Yuan (who’s older brother, Shen Jiu, might murder the lot of them), who stumbled into music room 3 one day and is now their errand boy that Luo Binghe is obsessed with.

[waitineedaname]

the most hilarious thing about the ages of the transmigrators in svsss is that bingqiu is the one with the teacher/student age difference kink but shen yuan is MAX ten years older than binghe, and moshang is the one that seems like they'd be peers but shang qinghua is at least twenty (probably closer to thirty) years older than mobei-jun

[raddestrose]

I cannot take him seriously right now, hes gotta stop referring to himself as daddy

[confuzing]

Sha Hualing: Hey I'm trying to decide if I should kill my new boyfriend or just dump him- what's the worse thing your partner has ever done to you?

Luo Binghe: *stares into space and screams internally*

Mobei Jun: Pretty sure he gave me a kink against my will.

Sha Hualing: ...Well now I need details.

Luo Binghe: Yeah me too.

Mobei Jun: Well he'd just saved my life, which was you know obviously hot.

Luo Binghe: Obviously.

Mobei Jun: And then he started yelling at me and pinching my cheeks and saying he was my Daddy and it was ...also... hot...

Sha Hualing: Wow.

Luo Binghe: Wait is that a kink?

Sha Hualing: WOW. You two are freaks. I'm never asking either of you for relationship advice ever again.

[sunderwight]

Luo Binghe needs to make better friends with Shang Qinghua, because Shang Qinghua's the one person who would know how to get Shen Qingqiu to top Binghe in bed.

Like if Binghe ever got to the friendliness level of actually bemoaning the situation, Shang Qinghua would be like, oh yah no problem leave it to daddy I got this for you. And then he'd go visit Shen Qingqiu and be all, so how's the sex life going?

After Shen Qingqiu finished yelling at him for asking the question, he'd of course provide some details -- which Shang Qinghua would translate out of Cucumber-ese into Normal Person Speak for concepts like "I'm a huge size queen so I'm really enjoying that WMD you gave your protagonist" and "I haven't figured it out yet but I really need to start using a better quality of lube" and etc, until there was an opening for him to get in the question of, has Shen Qingqiu topped Luo Binghe yet? Has he plumbed the depths of his heavenly love cave?

Which would probably inspire a two minute rant about the euphemism before Shen Qingqiu is finally like, of course I haven't topped, are you insane, I would never besmirch the dignity of an alpha male like that!

Shang Qinghua nods and hums thoughtfully and delivers the critical strike:

"Yeah, I guess he isn't really pretty enough to bottom."

Shen Qingqiu's expression goes through several different flavors of emotion before settling on "outrage". What the fuck, Airplane? Not pretty enough? Who gave him that face? What is that face if not "pretty"? Maybe some more advanced versions of the same concept, but that's the only case you could make, the case that it's actually "beautiful" or "gorgeous" or something because "pretty" is just too inadequate to describe it! You'd dare imply Binghe is ugly?! Is it crack that you're smoking?

Shang Qinghua just shrugs and goes well no the face department is probably not bad for that kind of thing, it's really more the body that's unsuitable. All those muscles and all, who wants to see those kinds of curves underneath them? And that ass. Totally inadequate for the job. He doesn't really blame Cucumber-bro for finding the whole prospect too unpleasant to contemplate! (Says man who regularly tops Mobei Jun, but it's not like Shen Qingqiu has figured that out, man's firmly stuck on yaoi tropes that say Airplane always bottoms because he's shorter.)

This, of course, inspires a fifteen minute rant on why Luo Binghe's ass is the most attractive ass ever, and all Shang Qinghua has to do is imply that if that were actually true, Shen Qingqiu would have had his husband bent over a bench at least once by now. And he's done it. This conversation can now only end with Shen Qingqiu storming off in a fit of righteous fury to go grab his husband and prove his point by bridal-carrying him into the bedroom and not coming back out until he's won the argument by ravishing Luo Binghe beyond a doubt.

Shen Qingqiu would be halfway through smugly informing Shang Qinghua that Binghe was the best lay ever the next day before it would even occur to him that he'd been had.

But Luo Binghe's too bad at making friends to ever unlock this feature, I think.

[gaywarcriminals]

Rating Scum Villian characters based on how milfy they are:

Shen (Yuan) Qingqiu: an easy 10/10. You can’t tell your disciplesonwife that you wouldn’t abort him without becoming a milf.

Luo Binghe: and on the opposite end of the spectrum, 0/10! He’s just a little baby. He is 1,000 years younger than shizun and he likes it that way! He’s a wife, but an 18 y/o, husband’s-third-remarriage wife— he’s the same age as his husbands kids from the first wife. no milf vibes to be seen.

Liu Qingge: 1/10. Deep down he might have some parental traits, but as-is he is somewhere between weird (autistic) uncle and half-feral farm cat.

Liu Mingyan: 5/10. She’s still in her larva state of milfdom but someday she will be an excellent Mommy.

Ning Yingying: 3/10. Right now she’s baby and she likes it that way, but she has the bite of authority to her, and maybe in the far flung further she’ll spec into the Dommy Mommy skill tree.

Sha Hualing: 0/10. She’s baby, she’s a brat, she’s going to bite you and have a temper tantrum.

Shang Qinghua: 2/10. I have to give him a few points for being Binghe’s daddy, but we all know he’s a deadbeat dad who ran off with his new wife and left his kids alone with their step mom. The closest he gets to being nurturing is homoerotically saving his sexy OC, which is a Whole Different Thing.

Mobei-Jun: 5/10 for them tiddies.

Yue Qingyuan: 10/10. No I will not be explaining.

Shen Jiu: 9/10 because he’s abusive as only a mother can be 💖

Luo Bingge: -10/10. This man canonically has a fuck ton of kids and I don’t believe he knows any of their names. He is simply too Babygirl to parent 😔. SY come pick him up.

Qi Qingqi: 8/10 step on me mommy

Mu Qingfan: 6/10 I believe he can to unspeakable things to you while shushing you with a gentle smile

Tianlang-Jun: 7/10 for breedability, tits, and nephew raising, small point deduction for fumbling his actual son.

Su Xiyan: 0/10. She’s a Daddy, there’s a difference.

Zhuzhi-lang: -3/10 he is so tiny so small he is just a little guy just a snek

Madam Meiyin: 9/10 I fully believe all those succubi are her daughter-wives who she raises and teaches to hunt and comforts them when their prey gets away—

Six Balls: 6/6 six balls.

[aspiringjester]

not enough people put into practice the concept that in a complete identity reveal mobei jun can flex on binghe that lbh might be the protagonist but HE'S god's (daddy's) favorite

[sole-soul-survivor]

I personally think Mobei-Jun Uno reversed the whole ‘Daddy’ card sqh pulled in book 4

[disgracefulthings]

SVSSS Accidental Baby Acquisition AU, but the baby is Shang Qinghua. He's still an adult, but all the peak lords/demon lords find him adorable and keep trying to adopt him

Shang Qinghua, who has never had a good family, still thinks everyone dislikes him and is making fun of him by calling him a baby

[nibbelraz]

Imagining the airplane extras in the Shang Twins au is so funny because imagine you think finally your brother is standing up to this demon thats been running you to ground and all he does is pinch his cheeks and say the most wild incoherent shit known to man before leaving

[kingyoisland]

My most crack of crack person head cannon is that Shang Qinghua. The great Airplane shooting towards the side. Is a Cuban Chinese man. 🇨🇺🇨🇳

His mom was Cuban and his Dad was Chinese. In his first like. In his second his mom was Chinese and his dad was Cuban. He doesn’t know English but knows Spanish. The biggest reason he’s not outed as a fucking transmigrator early on because of his mumbling is that a lot of it is in Spanish. The entirety of the Who’s your daddy? Airplane monologue is in Spanish but he says the last line in Chinese.

In my head Shang Qinghua, Su Xiyan, and Binghe are the only characters with curly hair. AAAAAAND because the system fills with Plot holes I believe that Biological. Shang Qinghua is Su Xiyan brother through their father. Not being raised together. Kinda like Shang Qinghua’s Father Secret family. (This circles back stay with me). She gives birth to Luo Binghe who is picked up by the old washer woman.

WHO IS Shang Qinghua’s Mother. And because of her Ex Husband with curly hair teaching her new cultural foods she later teaches both her sons this food. Shang Qinghua and later Luo Binghe. and so know NO ONE CAN MAKE A CUBANO OR PERNI LIKE SHANG QINGUA AND LUO BINGHE!! They can make fucking CUBAN FOOD!! It’s also why these two canonically too the average svsss civilian got the head disciple position because of their ability to cook.

Shang Qinghua is a great cook on the level of Luo Binghe because they have the same teacher and I REFUSE. To believe otherwise.

- Tell me you don’t see this vision. Luo Binghe coming to pick up his Shizun after he has a meeting with Mobei Jun’s rat. Your Shizun walks out with a little Box of fucking Pan con Lechón that’s the name your Mother use to call it at least. You haven’t seen anybody now or since that can cook that food. First you get sad and are about to cry because another man cooked for Shizun. Then your mind goes too how is the fastest way I kill the rat without upsetting Shizun. And only then do you pause. IS THAT FUCKING PAN CON LECHÓN!!

- Also Mobei Jun knowing a surprising amount of Spanish just not when it’s spoken very quickly. Well he knows Shang Qinghua’s broken Spanderin. So he knows quite a bit. But like also not a miracle worker if Shang Qinghua talks any faster then normal he cannot understand a thing.

If you want more I have more please god I need to talk to someone about this please!!

[noblewildwoodfiction]

SVSSS MoShang Sugar Daddy AU

This fic was a commission by @primtheamazing. Thank you, Prim, this was SO fun to write. You can find my commissions information here.

Rating - T for Teen. Suggestive themes but nothing graphic.

Pairing: Mobei-Jun/Shang Qinghua

Wordcount: 1.5k

Warnings: None.

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As an author of stallion novels, Shang Qinghua - more famously known as Airplane Shooting Through The Sky - was well accustomed to backbreaking, exhausting work to earn his living.

Admittedly, the backbreaking work was usually done sitting at a laptop, but his posture was terrible, and his suffering was real. And despite the criticisms of his beloved haters, it took a lot of mental energy to keep up his pace. He would like to see them try to add ten thousand words a day to a story where all of the possible ground had been tread and retread a dozen times already. (In fact, put all ten thousand words in the comments! Engagement! Yes! Keep paying that hate-reading money, so Shang Qinghua can have a little pork belly with his noodles!)

All that to say, it had already seemed like too much to expect that his mysterious arts patron was lavishing him with money and expensive gifts solely because of his passion for Shang Qinghua's literary genius. Particularly since he did not seem to know that much about Shang Qinghua's current webnovel. There was definitely something fishy going on.

The big, gorgeous fur-lined coat that had arrived that morning just proved it. When he'd first unpacked it, he'd looked the brand up on Baidu and nearly choked at the price. This was not an artist gift! This was a trophy wife gift!

Shang Qinghua held the coat up to himself in the mirror. He looked absurd. His haircut was terrible, and the coat was huge, covering all of his body but his round face. He had spots on his face. He put the coat on to see if that would help. It didn't. It just made the rest of him look cheaper by comparison. He had some unidentifiable brown sauce stain on his pants, and his t-shirt had a small hole by the collar where it had worn through.

Shang Qinghua took the coat off, and then everything else but his black boxers. He went and combed his hair and washed his face, then put water on his fingers and tousled it again, but better. Then he came back and put the coat back on.

The coat was a little too big on him, the hem of the long coat nearly hitting the floor, the collar and sleeves going over his face and hands. The fur on the inside of the coat was the softest thing he'd ever touched, and it felt obscene on bare skin. It was even softer on the sides of his ribs, the back of his neck, the soft part of his thighs. Goosebumps prickled up his skin, and he turned the collar up to nuzzle at the inside of it like a cat.

When he looked in the mirror, he had to put his hands over his eyes for a minute to recover. He still looked like a sort of chubby-cheeked kitten who had just woken up, but a sex kitten. Maybe. At the very least, he looked like he'd stolen his boyfriend's coat after a night of being - wait.

Shang Qinghua raked a hand through his hair and bit his own lip, widening his eyes at the mirror.

Now he looked like he'd spent the night being ravished by someone large and handsome. Especially if he stood like this, where the coat draped in such a way his boxers weren't visible, and one of his pale thighs stuck out of the coat.

Oh, yeah, he needed a picture of this. Just for himself, of course! Shang Qinghua took a few pictures with his phone, striking a variety of poses. In a fit of recklessness, he even took the boxers off and took a few suggestive ones just barely obscuring his dick. Certainly enough to show his inner thigh. These were the kinds of pictures that a sugar daddy would be looking for, right?

"Do you like it, my king?" he purred at the mirror, and then, in a sudden attack of paranoia, triple-checked to make sure all of the curtains were closed and the door was locked.

His mysterious patron identified himself as Ice King online, and Shang Qinghua had called him "my king" in their message history ever since he had seen the first deposit of ten thousand yuan into his account. He had, admittedly, indulged in some fantasies about him being some sort of tall, dark, and handsome princely type. Maybe with a chiseled jawline and brooding eyes.

Not that Shang Qinghua was thinking of anyone in particular! Knowing the internet, Ice King was probably some gross old pervert anyway. Not that Shang Qinghua had anything against perverts, given his line of work.

He tossed his phone on the bed, and went and changed into some regular clothes. Cleaner clothes, this time, and, admittedly, nicer than his usual daily wear. Then he put the coat back on and took a regular selfie. It was only once he clicked the photo button and heard the sound of a recording ending that he realized that most of that had been a video. Whoops.

He took an actual photo of himself fully dressed, and then sent that to the message thread with Ice King. He captioned it, "My king, this is 2 much!!!! I <3 it," hit send, and then, in a fit of self-consciousness, silenced his phone and started working on the chapter update.

By the time he resurfaced for air a few hours later and reached for his phone, his heart was beating fast in his throat. It wasn't like he'd never sent Ice King selfies before, but there was a difference between that and "look how good I look modeling the expensive coat you got me."

There was a notification on his lockscreen, timestamped for four hours after he'd sent the original picture.

"Yes."

Eloquent as ever, my king! Yes, what? Shang Qinghua swiped to open the text thread, trying to remember exactly what he'd said.

His blood froze. There was a play button on the picture he'd sent. He pressed play, and watched in numb silence as he stripped for the camera. That whole time! The whole thing! Filmed! Do you like it, my king he'd said! Naked!

There was no help for it. He would have to strangle himself with his laptop cord. There was no other way.

Belatedly, his brain caught up with him. Ice King had said yes. He liked it?

There was a typing bubble in Shang Qinghua's messages. He clutched at his chest, waiting. A photo started loading in.

The photo loaded.

Shang Qinghua was so fucked.

The photo was of a man, familiar and sharp-edged and coldly, pristinely beautiful, with dark hair falling around his face. The man was wearing a coat identical to Shang Qinghua's brand new one. It fit him better than it fit Shang Qinghua. Especially around the shoulders. Magnificent shoulders on this man, Shang Qinghua noted, distantly. The rest of him scrambled to comprehend what he was seeing, and finally spat out, "Mobei-Jun?!"

He hadn't talked to Mobei-Jun since Mobei-Jun was shoving him around in secondary school. He'd seen him on TV sometimes, in news reports about the company he'd taken over from his father, looking as blank-faced and stern as he ever did. Shang Qinghua had only seen him smile two or three times in their entire shared shitty teen years, and every one lived in his mind rent-free.

It's the same as mine, Mobei-Jun texted, as a final killing blow.

"Shut up!" Shang Qinghua said, to his phone, flustered. "What am I supposed to say to that?"

He messaged a key smash, and then mobei-jun????

Yes.

its me sqh

I know.

how long hav u known 4?

Two years.

why didnt u tell me???

There was a long pause. The typing bubble appeared and disappeared several times, as if Mobei-Jun was thinking about it. Shang Qinghua's nerves skyrocketed. Mobei-Jun was going to be offended! And block him! And stop covering a not inconsiderable portion of Shang Qinghua's rent!

nvrmind, its whatever, he added, hastily. i didnt kno u liked my writing ;3

I don't.

Shang Qinghua's heart wept. Cruel! Harsh and cruel! The world did make more sense this way. Marginally.

?????? then y the coat?

An excruciatingly long pause.

To see you in it.

Oh! Well, in that case.

oh okay ;) anything else u want 2 see me in? ;)

Another excruciating pause.

Yes. I'll get them for you.

Shang Qinghua's heart soared. He messaged a bunch of encouraging heart emojis and then a few more suggestive emojis. What was Mobei-Jun going to do? Block him about it? Maybe come over and shove him around a little more like they were back in secondary school? He could be okay with that. He could be more than okay with that, given the circumstances.

Shang Qinghua nixed the plans for self-asphyxiation by laptop cord. Life was beautiful! Let the haters barrage his comments section! His sugar daddy was Mobei-Jun.

[booksandmore]

liu qingge and his so highschool vibe. bingqiu and their but daddy i love him vibe. shang qinghua and his (from mobei jun’s pov) the smallest man who ever lived vibe. shen jiu and his whose afraid of little old me? vibe. cumplane and their the prophecy vibe. much to think abt

[expertnuerodiver]

Understanding Shang Qinghua's line in book 4 is funnier (Spoilers)

Shang Qinghua, or Airplane, views himself a father of all the characters of SVSSS. With the canon ship of him and Mobei-jun, the line "I'm your dad, call me daddy." makes sense.

To the characters around him, especially Mobei-jun, he must have thought it was something that turned on Shang Qinghua or wanted to be called instead of his name.

I can see Mobei-jun saying it for a while before a flustered hamster had ask him to stop. Imagine it being at a conference with the other demons too.

"Daddy." Mobei-jun says in a deep voice.

"Don't call me that!" Shang Qinghua shouts, flustered.