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severin-photocopy · 2 months
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I'm not really having fun rn
quote from Venus in furs obviously
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gregorsheart · 15 days
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Leopold and Hulda von Sacher-Masoch (bottom right) with amateur actors at the "witch tower" in their garden
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pr3ttycameras · 8 months
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please, please grab my neck and tell me i belong to you and reduce me to a brainless, pathetic little being at your feet, please
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schizografia · 11 months
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Il primo elemento romanzesco di Masoch è estetico e plastico. Si dice che i sensi divengono “teorici”, che l’occhio diviene un occhio realmente umano quando il suo stesso oggetto è divenuto un oggetto umano, culturale, proveniente dall’uomo e destinato all’uomo. Un organo diviene umano quando assume come oggetto l’opera d’arte. L’animale nella sua interezza soffre quando i suoi organi cessano di essere animali: Masoch ha la pretesa di di vivere la sofferenza di una tale trasmutazione. Chiama “sovrasensualismo” la propria dottrina, per indicare lo stato culturale di una sensualità trasmutata. È per questo che gli amori in Masoch traggono la loro origine dall’opera d’arte. L’iniziazione avviene con donne di pietra. Le donne sconvolgono per il loro confondersi con le fredde statue nel chiarore lunare, o con quadri nell’ombra. Tutta la Venere è sotto il segno di Tiziano, nel mistico rapporto tra la carne, la pelliccia e lo specchio. In questo si manifesta il legame tra il freddo, il crudele e il sentimentale. Le scene masochiste hanno bisogno di fissarsi come sculture o dipinti, di riprodurre sculture e dipinti, di sdoppiarsi in uno specchio o in un riflesso ( così Severin che sorprende la propria immagine…).
Gilles Deleuze
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capnsoapy · 1 year
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people will have double-digit opinions on kink discourse and still manage to not know what BDSM stands for
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playfully-sadistic · 4 months
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Personally, I'm a big fan of subs who tell you that "it hurts so much".
Yes, whining, crying, wailing, begging, whimpering is all nice and fun, but fuck, does it do something to doms when subs are so fucking articulatedly vocal about being in pain, about being close to their limit, on that thin line that turns them on just so perfectly and immensely that they wouldn't dream of using their safeword.
They're in pain and they're loving it and they're absolutely not too shy to tell you aaaall about it, so you better not stop keeping them in pain. Such a lovely and unique way of saying "Don't stop, I love it, I want it to never end".
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toutallyahoe · 27 days
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*coughs* milkman x doppelganger! male reader with tentacles *coughs*
━ good neighbour ,, that's not my neighbor
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pairing(s): francis "milkman" mosses x doppelganger! male reader warnings: cursing, monster fucking, dub con, tentacle porn, sadism/masochism (?), dacryphilia (?), monster [name], doppelganger [name] a/n: ask and you shall receive mahal <333
also sorry if its shit, i literally wrote this as i was high and sleepy on the bus lol
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Francis did not know how it happened... but it did. One moment he was relaxing in his apartment room, lying on a worn-down couch in the living room as he was trying to get in some rest since he was tired from another day of delivering milk. The next he was opening the door to his next-door neighbour who had knocked and asked for some help as you were locked out of your room since you forgot the keys inside.
Francis didn't think too much of it at first. You, his neighbour was a nice young man after all, whom he was on decent terms. And it wouldn't be bad to be a good neighbour even though you did disturb him from sleeping. Sure, it may be a bit suspicious with doppelgangers running around to copy people's faces to get into buildings to kill off residents, but the doorman of his building had never been wrong before. And who was he to not help his neighbour who had always been very kind to him, sending him a smile or a wave each time Francis went out for the day to do his deliveries when you coincidentally go out at the same time to work?
But how did this happen?
Opening the door to his apartment and welcoming you in, you immediately sent him an apologetic look as you told him that you were going to call the building manager to help with your lost keys... before Francis knew it, he was pushed to the wall with his arms pinned above his head by the very same neighbour of his, looking at him with an amused look, eyes now red and had no sense of that warmth that Francis was used too.
"You made things very easy," You had said as Francis felt his voice stuck in his throat as he stared in horror when tentacles appeared behind you... was this even you? Pretty sure no normal human has.... this?!? "Aw, scared? I didn't even do anything yet."
A doppelganger. The damn doorman let a fucking doppelganger in and Francis was stupid enough to also let said doppelganger in his apartment!!!
"Please," Francis' voice was weak as his body began to shake in fear, knowing well what would happen next from the doppelganger being here. His door was already locked and the damn thing was in here with him. All alone. "P... please..."
The doppelganger of his neighbour let out a chuckle which gave Francis goosebumps. It was deep and gruff and Francis would have swooned if it wasn't from the current situation. You leaned close to him, tilting your head and you grinned. Francis gulped upon seeing the sharp teeth. So sharp, it can probably tear off flesh... definitely tear off flesh.
"Please?" You asked, mockingly using the same scared tone Francis had as the tentacles behind you moved to replace your hands from pinning Francis to the wall. "Please what, sweetheart?"
"Don't kill me," Francis managed to say as his heartbeat escalated. Shit. You were close. Too close. "Please don't kill me."
"Now we can't do that," You said as you shook your head. Francis let out a hiss from his wrists was squeezed by the tentacle that pinned it. A whimper escaped his throat when his tired eyes widened from you leaning more closer to him. "No, we really can't..." You paused for a second as your eyebrows furrowed. Looking at Francis for a second as you hummed.
Francis waited with bated breath, hitching when he heard the doppelganger's next words. "Well, unless..."
Francis' legs were spread out as he was still pinned down, on his couch this time. Every muscle in his body was tensed as pants left his lips. He threw his head back when he felt the large tentacle that was inside him hit his prostate each time it thrust inside him. "Shit!" Francis tried to muffle his moans but a slap to his face made him whimper and cry, his moans pouring out like a waterfall now. He tearfully looked at you as you grinned at him, in between his legs as you loomed over him.
"Let it all out," You commanded as you pinched Francis red and abused nipples, twisting the bud harshly. Making the Milkman whimper as his body was quivering from the intense pleasure and pain. Another tentacle was then pushed inside his hole, stretching him more which burned but Francis had to admit, it felt so good.
"I'm... 'm sorry," Francis slurred as he let out a loud more feeling both tentacles rubbing his swollen prostate vigorously that it was borderline causing him pain now. The pace was harsh yet he couldn't do anything with that. He was at the mercy of the doppelganger looming over him. "I won't — won't... I—" A cry leave his lips as his dick twitched, another release was coming and it really didn't take long, not from the abuse his body was getting. Before Francis knew it, the knot in his stomach snapped as he came, his back arching as he threw his head back. Spurts of cum came shooting out his red, aching cock into the air and hitting you a bit.
You clicked your tongue in annoyance as you slapped Francis in the face again. "Did I say you can come?" You asked as you glared at the quivering body of the Milkman, leaning down, your hand found themselves in Francis' neck. You smiled, sharp teeth showing as you squeezed at the Milkman's throat which made Francis let out choke noises. More tears fell down Francis' eyes as his lips quivered
"Please."
You only chuckled as you brought out more tentacles from behind you. "We aren't done yet, sweetheart."
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fence-time · 1 month
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what’s more gay than cannibalising your homie?
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marcogiovenale · 2 years
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carmelo bene con giancarlo dotto su masoch (1997)
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severin-photocopy · 3 months
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on the day of masoch's bd I'll be smoking some mad weed 👹
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gregorsheart · 16 days
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I still have no idea what Masoch died of
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samglyph · 2 months
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Careful there, Artie. Getting awfully close.
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privitivium · 3 months
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working on my asks - just had to get this out. its clawing itself from my chest hnngg!!!
player gets owned 💯 ( <-JOKE! sorta. :3 )
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pretty boy who literally repulses you to the extent where you feel a sick feeling settling in your gut everytime you hear his name, everytime you fucking see him. a player; a goddamn beautiful man who fucks around with everyone; a flirt; a "whore" as you saw it. filthy.
he'd been hovering over you like a digusting little fly over food.. you growing upset the longer he merely stands around you, laughing obnoxiously loud with his companions that were obviously just trying to fuck. enough of him fucking with you and prodding at you... insulting you, just because you don't give him a reaction.
fingering him and yanking on his pretty hair that he keeps well-tamed, always styled so prettily a fucking rats nest in your grip as you slam him forward into the wall hand sliding along his folds viciously, furiouslyㅡ "just how many fucking people have you had in this?" you'd mutter in pure disgust, face scrunched as in incredulity. hissing in repulsion into his pierced ear about how revolting he is and unwilling to let him feel your bulge press into his ass - he didn't have that pleasure as a disgusting fuckin fucktoy for everyone to fuck!!! he'd sob, eyes rolling back and trying to grind back into you, - but you'd slam him forward with your knee digging into his bare thigh - he'd mewl, whimper, cry for you to be gentle,, cry to feel your dick inside him instead - ungrateful! he's so good, please, he doesn't let anyone anywhere near his pussy, you just have to believe himㅡknowing he's literally seconds away from cumming just from your cruelty, knowing that he would be flocking you in public, wanting secondsㅡknowing, that he would do something like finger himself over your stolen notebook that you would need the very next day and staining it, wrinkling it with his cum just to get your attention. fucking freak. UGH
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demovamp · 5 days
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vampire!reader with a sub who has a biting/pain kink... they're grinding against yn's leg when yn feeds on them. just a little more pressure and they cum all over themselves...
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needycatboy · 6 days
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neck kisses that start gentle and flirty while you cook dinner together. neck kisses that start straying teasingly close to your sensitive spots, just enough to wake up your arousal. neck kisses when you make out later that night, hastily trailing up your collar to land a sharp nip to your jawline. neck kisses that leave bruises that your shirt will cover at work tomorrow. neck kisses when you're shuddering and squirming under them, cocky and scathing in the way they bite down hard on you because they like the pathetic way you gasp in response.
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duskydrawings · 1 year
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This is a quick tribute to my epic 9-hour path of pain attempt that ultimately got kingsmoulded 
UPDATE: I FINALLY DID IT YIPPEEEEEE oh my god I’m never doing that again EVER
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