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swooperfly · 3 days
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candiedfright · 2 days
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something's wrong, deep inside
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trivia-sea · 2 days
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dardargnan · 2 days
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chuunai · 2 days
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Dazai kisses you with the reverence of a worshipper. He’s eternally grateful that such a filthy, lowly demon such as himself received the affections of such an angel. His morning and nighty rituals begin and end with the same event—kisses all over your holy body, from the tips of your toes to the top of your head. They’re chaste and fleeting in the beginning, afraid to defile and corrupt you. But oh, he craves to hear the delicacies of your gentle hums and moans when he gets too messy later on and leaves a pretty mark. He knows mere mortals shouldn’t get too close to goddesses, but he can’t help but follow icarus’s steps and hope to touch the sun, you.
Chuuya kisses you like a man drunk in love. Your lips replace the bottle he used to seek comfort so often from, and the taste of red wine could never hold a candle to the taste of you. And not unlike the glasses full of alcohol, he finds himself asking for just one more kiss. They’re bold and clear to the point that he has given himself to you. He’ll proudly kiss the ground you walk on with the same energy he kisses you. He’s lost so many people in his life, and the one thing he wants is to keep you and your kisses all to himself. The finest wine deserves a knowledgeable man who won’t break the bottle.
Fyodor kisses you with the delicate touch of an artist. Every imprint of his lips on your skin is carefully arranged in an ethereal collage of devotion and intimacy. There’s no overdoing it or under-doing it, it’s the perfect amount. His words are always coated in sugary lies and webbed subsidiary secrets, and he opts to express his love through affectionate gestures such as a mere kiss. Being a man of God, naturally he strays away from anything too provocative and heated. Except sometimes in the dead of night, he thinks of Eve and the apple. He shouldn’t have you, no, but he can’t resist forever.
Sigma kisses you like he’ll lose you. The three years he has known this world has only taught him pain, anguish and anxiety. He’s so inexperienced, and he’s afraid that inexperience will frustrate you to the point of leaving him. There’s a bit of everything in a kiss with him, some tongue (he read about it online on a WikiHow article of how to kiss), the shaky hand on your cheek and hip and so much idolization. You lead most of the kisses by proxy, and he lets you. It’s okay if you use him like a toy. He’ll gladly be used as long as you don’t leave.
Nikolai kisses you with all the wild passion he can muster. The lipstick he wears smears across your skin, painting your Cupid’s bow red. Mutters of ‘pretty thing’ and ‘fucking delicious’ leave him with each deepening kiss. It’s a pity he’s thought about setting you free from this world during such a moment. Your heart bleeding around the knife, wails and whimpers of pain muffled by his lips while he guides you through the end of life. The last remnant of the chains holding him down would be gone if your kisses weren’t so hammering onto his soul. Every peck and smooch only solidifies his connection to you and this universe.
Tags: @twst-om-lover, @briars-castle, @little-miss-chaoss, @sinfulthoughtsposts @starrs20
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yourorganichatred · 2 days
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imsofrancey · 1 day
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have to share this
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I went down a youtube rabbit hole and ended up watching tours of love hotels in Japan and now I'm going insane at the unmet potential of love hotels in bsd fancontent and I don't even mean in a sexy way (different topic for a different time)
There is a subcategory of hotels in Japan built for last-minute check-in and designed around privacy and (pseudo) anonymity with soundproof walls and little to no interaction with other guests or staff and we have a bunch of characters who should avoid being recognized or would need to hide for a short time for various reasons.
These hotels are also often equipped with all necessities for an overnight stay without having to bring anything. Toileteries are all included and they'll even lend you PJs. You can order food and not have to encounter the staff at all when they deliver it to your door. Most of them have inflatable bath mats for the (traditional Japanese) bathroom floor. The sexy stuff is more or less apparent depending on which hotel you're in (that can be funny). You can stay overnight but you can also stay for a few hours in the middle of the day. There's always a karaoke machine.
The potential! The scenarios! Do you not see it? Get your mind out of the gutter I said that was a topic for another time. Do you see the ways these could be used! Do you see how convenient these could be!! They can hide! They can tend to their wounds! They can be stupid! They can spend the night there when they weren't expecting to have to! Only 29 fics in the BSD tag have the "love hotels" tag too! We can form a revolution! Don't drag me away I'm not done!!
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esmiara · 3 days
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iwachansarm · 1 day
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iwamimimimi · 24 hours
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c0riiander · 3 days
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TO THAT ONE ANON,
FINE. YOU WIN.
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ARE YOU HAPPY NOW.
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dazaisdearest · 2 days
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some small bsd doodles I’ve done on my stats notes🚬🚬(my ass is not paying attention)
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yanasyin · 3 days
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Teasing hands gently trailed down you waist as Osamu left butterfly-light kisses along your collarbone. A shudder went through you as he gently lowered your face to meet his in a tender kiss. Your hands tangled into his coffee-colored locks, lightly tugging. As you were, you were currently sat on his lap as he insisted on showering you in his love. " 'Samu -hah- you don't have to do this. I know your job is very demand-" He pressed his lips onto yours with renewed vigor, silencing you. You could feel his up ticked lips pressed against yours that annoying little sh- He pulled back a little to glance at how ruined you looked, "If I could spend the rest of my life for you I wouldn't hesitate, I really don't deserve you pretty girl." Warmth rushed up your neck at how serious he sounded, you lightly smacked him in the shoulder and lowered your head so yo wouldn't have to look into his intense eyes any longer. "Yo-you idiot! don't say things like that when I'm on top of you!" His breathless giggles warmed your heart, he was glowing, and it was just for you. Osamu was always pretty, but with your lipstick stains on his collar, glossy bruised lips, and his pupils blown out, he looked best after you were done with him ♡
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A/n: Reblogs always appreciated !!
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