Downstairs - Frank Gregory , 2021.
American,b. 1962 -
Oil on canvas , 22 x 16 in.
oh no my pornography is turning into an angst-filled character study
do you think the capitol ever made hunger games video games?? like u can pick your fighter (previous winners), or even create your own? with full character customization?? and choosing your own arena??? i feel sick
VISUAL CALCULUS / INLAND EMPIRE / SHIVERS / PERCEPTION
deviantart + insta + commissions
Kim Skills!
No faces for him.
(drew this to accompany what started as a little spin-off of another fic...it's on ao3)
its rlly funny that the current crop of content for forcemasc is either inspiring but rather erotically void motivational posters, or just saying "be gross and disgusting and violent" like thats what men are supposed to be.
the real sensual appeal of forcemasc, to me, is someone grabbing you by the hair, looking you in the eyes, and saying "I know what you are. And I'm going to drag it out of you. And you're going to love every second of it."
it's having someone not only affirm your internal view of yourself, but demanding it be brought to fruition at their hands. Someone who's completely uninterested in the girl-shaped shell you've been living inside of, and wants to extricate you, raw and wanting, from inside of it. They want to mold you like clay in the image of a strong, confident, beast that knows how to obey.
it's having your body examined and sized up, being praised for how far you've come and getting punished for backsliding. it's getting called a 'good boy' every time you take your shot straight-faced. it's tussling in the backyard and getting that little smile when you stand back up instead of tapping out. it's building your tolerance, your confidence, layer by layer until that shy, scared little girl inside of you that people forced you to be is gone, and all that remains is a very, very good boy.
vampire: My darling, my eternal flame, my heart's joy taken human form... you simply must drink water your blood tastes like shit.