Contentsㅤㅤܢ ㅤslow burn, love at first sight (? i dont think these tags make sense together but trust me...), prime high cloud quintet, foxian male reader, jy/yx/df have a weird situationship going on, some lore, written in jy/yx/df's pov, yingxing lowk has a size diff kink. if you remove reader this is literally just dan feng x yingxing yearning for jing yuan. because i love jing yuan. thats all, i think. this is chapter one of the series: fragmented fragrance!
⎯⎯͟͟♥︎̼ blade/jing yuan/dan heng x foxian male reader
“Will you cease your staring?”
Jing Yuan disappeared from their regular sparring (and by regular, it usually entails the domineering skill of Jingliu upon her disciple) just a few moments ago. An action which understandably irked the legendary swordmaster, Jingliu, and incurred her wrath on anyone who dared to remain. Unrightfully so, Dan Feng felt. But there was no denying her demands, especially when her sword was a millimetre away from slicing his throat open.
Dan Feng would never let that happen in a million years. And if you asked him, which one? Being demanded to go on a wild goose chase or die in such an insignificant manner, you won’t get an answer anyway. But the slight roll of his eye and the muttering beneath his breath as he stood up, undoubtedly to go search for his… comrades wouldn’t go unnoticed. He was a softie at heart.
And so here he was, standing behind Yingxing who (disappeared after being sent off to find Jing Yuan. The nerve of these two, now Dan Feng was acting like some sort of unpaid nanny for a misbehaving child. Or two, to be specific.) was staring off into the distance, at two figures beneath a large tree.
The Vidyadhara has never been this irritable before.
From afar, Dan Feng could recognize one silhouette. That unruly mess of hair stuck him out like a Borisin amongst Foxians.
And speaking of Foxians…
“Who is it Yuan is speaking to?”
Yingxing, as a craftsman intending to master the way of the swords, has an ear for certain tunes. The way the metal may clink under pressure, or hiss when submerged in water, are not unknown to him. And despite Dan Feng’s calm exterior, he knew for certain the man was expressing… possessiveness?
A twitch of a smile threatened to lift Yingxing’s lips. Naturally. Blessed by the Aeon of Permanence Long: Vidyadhara’s were granted the blessing of constant reincarnation, could transform into dragons. And dragons in nature had a habit of… hoarding. Dan Feng would not admit it, but it’s clear to the quintet that they were already his.
Yingxing allowed for a slight sound to escape him. No way. No way this reserved man was jealous of someone speaking to Jing Yuan. Or perhaps it was the other way around.
But Dan Feng was not just feeling possessiveness. No, it intertwined with something stranger. Something unfamiliar. Their Jing Yuan, bringing a stranger so close to their circle would bring upon a dragon who protected his own. And yet, the idea of another treasure so close and yet so out of reach was tempting.
“A Foxian. Yuan has been dragging him around lately, I’m sure you’ve seen him.”
Dan Feng hummed. Of course he had. Who would expect him to forget a face like yours?
The very first time Dan Feng saw you, Jing Yuan was dragging you around Aurum Alley. From afar he could see that unsure look on your face, but the need and want to stick close to the other man in a sea full of people. Jing Yuan had that effect. But you…
You were captivating.
Captivating enough to pull him in and trudge on forward, abandon his initial plans to leave Jing Yuan and the mystery Foxian alone. Captivating enough that, upon reaching both of you at some stall, looking over local delicacies, Dan Feng’s eyes could not stray from yours. No matter how hard he tried.
He remembered the twitch of your ears at the sounds of scurrying people all around you, and the way the warm light got caught on your face.
“Hm. So you have as well?”
Yingxing barks out a laugh. “If I didn’t notice that idiot hauling around a man like that I’d be blind.” Whatever that sentence entailed depended on who you asked. Maybe the way Jing Yuan dragged you along was unruly, unbecoming. Or perhaps the man being dragged along was too interesting to be unnoticeable.
“Of course I have Feng'er. He’s been trailing behind Jing Yuan like a shadow as of late.”
Dan Feng quirked a brow. “Jingliu has sent me to look for both of you.” He crosses his arms, challenging Yingxing to look at his eyes. “And instead of bringing him back, you decided to step back and watch? Let me take the brunt of her anger?”
“Relax. Jingliu would not do that to you. Whatever anger she has would be directed to her disciple.” Yingxing chuckles. The sight of that woman rough housing Jing Yuan might as well be the best entertainment life could offer. It didn't help that Jing Yuan was of most interesting to look at.
The craftsman remains silent after that. His gaze is still to those two figures beneath the tree. “Besides, I can’t be blamed, can I? They make for a pretty image together.”
A beat. Dan Feng looks at your silhouettes once more.
“I suppose you’re right.”
The wrath of the legendary sword champion was worth it. Jing Yuan thought.
If sneaking around longer than he intended to reward him with more time with you, no stabbing ice would deter him from the sheer happiness he felt. Not when your simple company made his days brighter. It was those little moments that made him content, for every smile he wrung from your reserved character, Jing Yuan would promise to himself to slay a hundred more denizens of Abundance.
Jing Yuan took all of Jingliu’s strikes with stride, a confidence overflowing on the field. If he could take on his master, surely, he could slay 300 (he made you smile three times. so naturally, this amount would suffice.) abominations all at once. His glave—the very one Yingxing made for him— was put to use.
A slight thrum of pride made itself known in Yingxing’s chest. But as much as Yingxing enjoyed watching Jing Yuan getting beaten up, there was another presence he couldn’t ignore.
You.
Again, close enough to be seen, far enough to be out of reach.
Jing Yuan thought it’d be a good idea to bring you along. Neither Yingxing or Dan Feng complained. It wasn’t that uncommon for a few… outsiders to be around during their sessions. So long as they didn’t disturb the peace. Your presence was accepted anyway. Besides, he deeply enjoyed seeing that look on their faces. One of acceptance and longing. He knew they wanted to get to know you, he knew he had all the power of having you to himself. And he liked it. (He did not know that look was also for him. He did not think of himself that highly, to have the attention of his older comrades).
Only, Jingliu did not care about your arrival. Her focus was set on Jing Yuan. Baiheng however, was more than eager to have another Foxian on board.
“He’s like an eager puppy.” Yingxing sighed. No matter what Jing Yuan did, it would never be subtle. Every successful block, a glance given to the fox. Every hit, another. He was looking for approval from a man who probably didn’t know how to spar. Yingxing would know. One look at your hands, seeing the unblemished, delicate skin, he knew you were not meant for the harder labours of life.
Jing Yuan decided to pass by the Artisan Commission that day. To bother him, he imagined. That man enjoyed doing that too much. Spending his past time disrupting Yingxing's instead of doing something actually important. He was about to tell Jing Yuan off, tell him to leave him alone and annoy someone else with his pesky presence, when he spotted the tip of a Foxian's ears popping up behind his shoulders.
For the first time in a long while, Yingxing was stunned. He remembers Dan Feng describing you in passing, during their private meetings. He couldn't believe that a man so handsome would ever be on the Luofu, but he knew Dan Feng. And Dan Feng was not a liar.
Yingxing was pleasantly proven right.
But seeing you next to Jing Yuan, someone hardened by training and expectations, was a unique sight. He was taller, just by the tiniest bit, made that stubborn heart of his beat erratically. A soft-looking Foxian next to pure mass and muscle.
Maybe you were meant to be... delicate.
Perhaps that’s why you always had that distant look in your eyes. Maybe beneath that melancholy exterior, that icy fog, you were just dreaming of a place faraway from the grasp of Xianzhou. Somewhere not attacked by outsiders, forcing the alliance to share their secret to immortality. Somewhere safe. Like Jing Yuan.
“Well, if I had a pretty fox following me around, I’d be the same way!” Baiheng cheered, her tail wagging.
Yingxing's mind went elsewhere at the word pretty. Was that the word to describe you? He thought handsome would be more fitting. But thinking over it, both suited you quite well. Not that he would ever admit. You were no finely made sword he crafted. He huffed.
Dan Feng sighed. There was no doubt Baiheng was incredibly eager to get to know you. He couldn’t lie, all of them were. But Jing Yuan has been keeping you out of arms reach. It felt like he was dangling a precious gem for them to oogle at.
“Alright, enough with the fox. I’m sure Yuan will introduce him to us sooner or later.” Dan Feng crossed his arms, his striking gaze moving back and forth from the absolute unit crossing swords with his master, his long white hair that looked like an unkempt chicken nest flowing in the wind, to the silent yet ever constant presence that watched from the sidelines.
They would take you apart eventually. Nitpick and examine every crevice of you, your mind and soul, and if your pieces did not fit with theirs…
Unspeakable.
They would make it fit.
Yingxing and Dan Feng shared many things.
Their brash personality, for instance. Though in varying degrees: both of them came off rather blunt. Dan Feng’s words were calculated, made to strike where it hurt most. Yingxing was more of a brute. He said what came to mind and had no shame in it.
They’ve shared wine under the moon. A moment that turned their relationship around entirely. An intimate moment for themselves, when their hearts started beating differently for each other.
The matching bracers they wore, crafted by none other than Yingxing.
Jing Yuan.
They would have no problem sharing you, as well.
It was clear (no matter how much they wanted to deny it) that you… interested them, per say. Usually, such an oblivious personality irritated them both, but whatever it was that made Jing Yuan happy, made them happy. And your visage only helped to amplify these feelings. It was only when Jing Yuan trudged towards them—you inexplicably in tow—did they snap out of their stupors.
“Yingxing, Dan Feng,” Jing Yuan greeted. A slight huff to his words, chest rising and falling with tire in his physique. Handsome as always. “Hah. I would normally apologize for troubling you both with my adventures, but I’m afraid I have no reason to be. For if I was sorry, it means my dear friends' presence and company have not been fulfilling.”
He gestures to you, just three steps away from the Cloud Knight. “I suppose it’s time for introductions. Properly.” Jing Yuan offers you a kind smile, urging you to get closer. His eyes softened as if he was trying to tell you his friends didn’t bite.
And you did. Because Jing Yuan had no need to lie to you. For the past weeks you've been around him, he has been nothing but kind. You didn't have any close friends, not with your closed off nature. But that was fine. You had Jing Yuan. And he had you.
“This is my… friend. You’ve seen him every now and then, yeah? He’s a Foxian—” whatever it was Jing Yuan was saying ended up entering one ear, and leaving through the other. Neither man could focus. Not when you were so close. For the long lives they’ve been living, truly, no face could compare to yours.
There were plenty of good looking Foxians. Naturally mischievous beings, with a nature of trickery. Thrilling. They wondered, if they cleared that fog—that mist that kept you shrouded, would you be the same?
Xianzhou natives were charming and good-looking, and the Vidyadhara had a rare look to them none could replicate. So what in Lan’s name did you have to make you so special?
Whatever it was, they were sure they had enough time to figure it out.
Right?
Notes ... im sorry this took me so long to publish, i've been busy with college applications. this is kinda buns but i hope you guys enjoyed, it's only going downhill from here! ^^ taglist: @csys22 @gaozorous-rex-blog @ash4ree @tehyunnie @pip4everr @syxxtrey i couldn't tag some of you, sorry!
outline ; “Love your writing!! Would you mayhaps be able to do nsfw hcs of Jouno x Tecchou (bungo stray dogs) with a transmasc SO? Out here feeding my addiction to these side characters
Also I am indeed 18”
note ; this ended up reading as mostly gender neutral, but it was written with a trans masculine reader in mind (as specified by the original requester)
warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, mean dominant!jouno, dominant-leaning-switch!tecchou, bottom!reader, sadism, masochism, overstimulation, sensation play, marking kink, use of sex toys
minors and ageless blogs will be blocked
first thing’s first, but with these two hunting dogs as your lovers it’s all but guaranteed that you’ll be the one acting as their submissive — or that, at the very least, you’ll be on the receiving end of all the punishments and pleasure they each strive to bring you. granted tecchou is much more willing to compromise on this point and is happy to hand over the reigns to you whenever you ask, but as long as jouno is involved you’re going to have to settle for co-dominant or submissive (i.e. he’s an uncompromising dom while tecchou is more of a switch)
as far as positions go, both of them prefer to be on top — though tecchou is the more willing of the two to give you the chance to top him in return every so often — but neither of them are super picky about specifics beyond that. in jouno’s case because he just wants you to be completely at his mercy and couldn’t care less about what direction you’re facing at the time, and in tecchou’s case because he just wants to make you feel good and will gladly go along with whatever you want (or, more often than not, what jouno tells him to do as that’s how things tend to go with the three of you)
neither of them are especially vocal in the bedroom, but jouno is undeniably the more chatty of the two — never passing up a chance to tease or degrade or mock you (though being mindful of any boundaries you’ve established with him beforehand — he’s a sadist, not a monster) unless his mouth is otherwise preoccupied. tecchou, meanwhile, tends to stay mostly silent aside from the occasional grunt or groan or moan, but whenever he does speak up it’s almost always either outright praise or him making sure that you’re alright and enjoying yourself
sadist that he is, jouno is very much so into pain play and almost gets off more on punishing you than he does just fucking you. of course he’s mindful of your boundaries in doing this and is deceptively casual in his avoidance of any topics or language or body parts you have asked him to avoid, but other than that he really doesn’t go easy on you — and it’s not unusual for you to leave a session with him borderline covered in handprints, swatch marks, cuts, and cum, as delirious from pleasure as you are completely out of it from pain. it’s… a lot, certainly, but good fun if you’re a masochist
tecchou on the other hand is all about experimentation and exploration, which lends itself to a lot of sensation play whenever it’s just the two of you having sex. occasionally that can leave you with a few marks, though never anything permanent or especially long lasting, but his intention is always just to try out something new with his boyfriend as opposed to staking a claim on you — he’s just not all that possessive, honestly
these two fall on opposite ends of the spectrum when it comes to controlling your orgasms — with jouno taking a great amount of joy from edging, denying, and ruining your orgasms as they come, while tecchou will happily and eagerly eat you out until you’re squirming and squirting and so overstimulated you can’t even remember the sound of your own name. either way you don’t get much say about where or when or how or if you get to finish… and either way you may end up struggling to walk the next day
given how stressful their line of work is, it almost goes without saying that these two men are carrying around a great deal of frustration and stress — feelings that they previously had their own ways of dealing with, but that they have more recently started taking out on you
(though tecchou was a bit reluctant to do so at first, being all too aware of his own strength, until you took the time to assure him that you could take it and wanted him to use you to de-stress. jouno had no such hesitation)
tecchou prefers to stick to just using his body to get you off — his hands, his thighs, his mouth, and his cock, depending on what you want/need at the time — so any toys that enter the bedroom will need to come from you (for them to use on you or for you to use on him if you want to top him for a change) or from jouno (which will then be used to torture you in all sorts of wonderful ways, naturally)
very thorough aftercare — but that’s to be expected given how intense your sessions with them can get. they don’t actually want to break you, after all
Contentsㅤㅤܢ ㅤten lords commission judge reader (after the big hcq break up), slowburn, angst, meet cutes, eventual smut, porn with plot, foxian heats, threesome (and insane sex positions), marathon sex, not completely true to the lore of the ten lords commission, set after "finest duel under the pristine blue", hurt/comfort, maybe ooc, reader calls blade and dh by their old names (post hcq), etc etc. alternate title: the 700 year long yearning of four gay men for their situationship.
⎯⎯͟͟♥︎̼ blade/jing yuan/dan heng x foxian male reader
In which a Foxian Judge is "freed" from his duties, but not the passion of his old lovers. This causes the presence of an Arbiter General, Stellaron Hunter, and a Nameless to be on the Luofu all at once. Though the latter never would have come just for Oolong tea if Jing Yuan kept the return of a distant memory secret.
A long time ago, the three of them were friends that blurred the lines between something more. A brotherhood that could not be swayed. A fortress no one could penetrate. Competition was never a thing outside of spars and friendly jests. But of course, the reason behind their unbecoming was a singular Foxian man.
(i) "no grace, no glory" —the high cloud quintet, for all their reputation, is still just a group of friends in this vast world. and even with the many lookers wandering the ship, none could truly compare to that dozing fox. of course, when three are enamored, the other two are exasperated. and one is oblivious.
(ii) "where is that dozing fox?" — curiosity leads to interest and eventually, something more. yingxing, jing yuan, and dan feng are set on following you around to understand you better. bai heng and jingliu watch from afar.
(iii) "morning, afternoon, evening" — your daily routines are disturbed by three meddling men who want to see that aloof exterior break. for a foxian with ears so large that could supposedly hear miles away, you're awfully prone to the mischief of a certain trio.
(iv) "fool me thrice, shame on me" — after the absolute mess of their attempted courting rituals, you are disheartened. what better way to pay the price of foolishness than make a fool of themselves once more?
(v) "heat in four different ways" — the interpretation of heat depending on perspective. ! smut !
Notes ... this is just a series masterlist. the chapters will be uploaded and linked here afterwards. the first half of the story is during the high cloud quintet's prime, the second is 700 years later, when they disband. readers appearance isn't really described aside from his ears and tail, and his personality which is aloof. and the fact that he likes tea. i hope you don't mind. this is quite literally the lore of my hsr oc but i figured since there are so little fics of these guys together with a male reader i decided to write it in fanfic form. also, i love foxians and the ten lords commission.
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