“this Shen-shidi is from another reality. He is not exactly the one you knew before.”

“Well that explains the emergency Peak Lord meeting and the urgency of the notice,” Wei Qingwei said.

“No shit,” Qi Qingqi huffed under her breath.

*
(Sorry i have to stop here bc i am falling asleep)

SJ did. He really should have known SQQ was a different person.

“I’ve saved your life more times than you know,” SJ retorted, “not that it was worth it…”

“Who do you think you—“

“Liu-Shidi,” YQY stepped in, “I understand you and Shen-shidi have some unresolved issues.”

“But,” Yue Qi continued,

for him to lounge across as if on a divan, if he so chose.

“No thanks to you!” LQG immediately retorted, his old instinct to fight SJ suddenly re-ignited. He hadn’t felt this way in years— even LBH’s repeated theft of his shixiong’s body (in both life and death) didn’t make his blood boil the way

was the first to speak (and the last to arrive, fresh from some hunt or another and hadn’t bothered to change into fresh robes). “Why is Shen-Shixiong sitting in your laps?”

“Oh so he’s still alive in this reality,” SJ said from his perch atop four solid thighs, which, frankly, were sturdy enough

“Who else would I be?”

Before YQY could answer, SQQ entered the room.

*
(Okay so I guess I’m writing plot. There will be papapa I promise)

The next Peak Lord meeting was quite the event. Not only were there two Sect Leaders, but there was a second Peak Lord Shen.

“Zhangmen-Shixiong,” LQG

hoarsely. Both YQY’s turned to him immediately, but before either could respond, SJ spoke again: “Why haven’t you changed your clothes? Is the other you not your exact size?”

YQY began laughing and crying while Qi-ge simply grinned.

“It’s really you…” YQY said, awkwardly reaching for SJ.

slightly askew as he often was without SJ’s intervention. It was the eyes. YQY’s were sadder and reddened with salt of previously shed tears. Qi-ge’s, on the other hand, had a certain hardness and determination. More than that though, there was a protectiveness in them.

“Qi-ge…” SJ started

simply because his Yue Qi had a strand of silver carefully hidden in the hair pulled back into his guan, wore battestained clothing and carried his sword as if he were ready to unsheath it.

Nor was it because the other YQY was dressed casually but neatly— as befitting of a Sect Leader— if not

his heary demons had become solid and ate their way through his flesh until he passed out.

When he awoke, he found himself in YQY’s personal rooms, with two versions of the sect leader by his side. The shrewd, hypervigilant man that he was, SJ could immediately tell which was his Qi-ge. And not

having full use of his legs than he was a doting YQY. Not to mention two of them.

The last thing he remembered was receiving the news of YQY’s gruesome death. He would have qi deviated if he still had his cultivation. Yet somehow this had been worse than any qi deviation he’d experienced, as if

So, SQQ felt compelled to act. He didn’t ask to replace the scum villain, but he’d grown more sympathetic after hearing his trahix backstory. He enlisted the help of SQH to devise a plan to bring the original goods back, in his own body. Except it didn’t quite go to plan.

*
SJ was no more used to

to him. When he learned the truth, that another soul was in his beloved’s body, he almost broke. He lived for Xiao Jiu’s happiness— but who was he without Xiao Jiu?

He didn’t mean to make SQQ feel guilty, but even behind his usual facade the peak lords could see YQY wasting away. Even LQG noticed.

he failed to steady his legs underneath him and began to fall.

Two sets of arms caught him before he could reach the ground.

*
Yue Qingyuan had long suspected his Xiao Jiu was gone. But hopeful, romantic fool that he was, he’d held out a glimmer of a wish that Shen Qingqiu’s memory would return

at least Qi Shimei and that rat Shang Shidi…” he trailed off, observing the room around him. The last time he’d been on Qiong Ding the sect leader’s home had been reduced to still smoldering embers. “YOU—“ he seethed when his eyes caught Luo Binghe. In his rush to leave the bed he was recovering on,

Wear all of your clothes at once. Hand warmers and pain relief heating pads that stick to the inside of your clothes. Smutty fanfic. Crying?

Lol hard same. I just keep going for hole.

And double penetration!

Those ones I can mostly ignore but also I am constantly like 🫣

It’s a vicious cycle of people seeing it only in a context of misuse, never looking up the actual definition and then using it in the same context they found it in.