Erinaeris

He plays pathetic, he even thinks himself pathetic half the time, but as others have pointed out, he's fucking ruthless.

And you don't think this man wouldn't run the most efficient, flawless drug ring? This man is the arms deal kingpin because he woke up one morning and thought, yeah that's money why not. He frames every one of his enemies like it's child's okay, if he doesn't have them meet some other suspiciously convenient end, no sweat broken at all.

Anyway, this is also my "Mafia AU mob wife MBJ" agenda. He's from old money, maybe they've got some history working with underhanded folks through the years, he thinks he can handle those sorts just fine.

But THEN this absolute monster shows up like, "hey, you've got muscles and a scary face, wanna stand behind me and look tough while I extort the mayor?" and Mobei Jun is texting his Trust Fund Kid group chat in the car to city hall, asking for advice on how to flirt with their coke dealer's boss's boss. He knows how demons rich people demons rich people flirt, but, ugh, help, there's no way any of that's going to work on Shang Quinhua!

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.

Let's go, big wife for the win!!

He looked up, and met a face of breathtaking beauty.

Luo Binghe gazed down at him, the last traces of panic in his eyes slowly melting into pure relief.

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We know from the 79 extras that he has always been taking care of children. As a child slave himself, he took younger slave children under his wing, taking care of them as best he could. He would break fights between them, he would share his warmth and his last bites of food with them, he literally jumped in front of a horse to protect a child.

His biggest regret in life is not being able to take care of one child in particular, little slave number 9, Xiao Jiu, who got bought and locked up by a sadistic young nobleman because of the incident mentioned above. In order to save this child, he entered himself into a cultivation sect where he worked himself to the bone in order to become strong enough and save that slave kid. He crippled himself by pushing himself too hard in order to come there faster, and ended up locked up in a cave full of spiritual energy so that he would survive - and he would claw at the walls until he bled because he wanted to save that child so badly. Coming back to that nobleman's estate to find it burned down and hearing that no men from that mansion had survived completely RUINED Yue Qi.

Later he found out that the boy he was trying so hard to save had survived, but was turned by his life experience into a mirror of his abuser, which had then led to this boy's(now man's) downfall at the hands of his own victim, Luo Binghe - yet another child Yue Qingyuqn was unable to protect.

When Luo Binghe uses Xiao Jiu as bait for Yue Qingyuan, the latter walks into an obvious trap because he would rather die than not even try to rescue Xiao Jiu a second time.

Yue Qingyuan clearly has an endless wealth of love and nurturing and he needs to have children that he can take care and protect and nurture and love.

This has been additional propaganda for the @need-him-pregnant-poll tournament. Vote Yue Qingyuan. Thank you.

suggested by @gnomeicecream and I laughed so much I couldn't stop drawing it immediately

the suggestion is under cut, bc I am but a humble executor, the whole idea was described and it was perfect XD