#eclect!que

[fidjiefidjie]

Bon Matin 💙👍🩷 🆕️

Gaëtan Roussel & Adeline Lovo 🎶 Crois-moi !

(Eclect!que)

[deadhands69]

cursing each other over and over again [1/3]

MDNI

Toge Inumaki x cursed speech reader (not quite the same as his)

Super fluffy but eventually it gets smutty.

Warnings/content/etc: Toge Inumaki x reader, fem-bodied/gn pronouns, unestablished relationship, swearing.

AU: Jujutsu University, all characters over 18.

This is part 1 ; part 2 - part 3

Text key: 🖤 You 🤍 Toge

Since you can remember, your cursed energy was always hard to control. Sure, you could speak logically but the moment a hint of emotion leaves your lips, you feel the curses spilling out. Laugh, and everyone laughs with you. Mumble one angry comment and you take out half a city block. That’s how you ended up here, being placed in this class with a small handful of other jujutsu sorcerers in training.

First day of school; maybe you’ll make friends? It’s a very small class. Sinking into the only empty seat in the room, they all begin introducing themselves. Maki. Panda. Yuta. Everyone but the light haired boy seated next to you who waves and mumbles “kelp.” 

“Hi, I’m [y/n].” you say to everyone, before looking curiously at the interesting boy to your left.

His amethyst eyes lock onto the curse marks wrapping around your lips (**photo at the bottom.) You’re used to it. Everyone does that. Then, he slides his phone to you.

🤍 [you can use normal words???]

Looking back up, he partially unzips the front of his jacket to reveal marks of his own. They’re cute, you think, noticing how they line up with his dimples when he smiles. He’s cute.

You open your mouth to speak but feel the cursed energy ready to give you away. He’s too cute.

🖤 [well, not now] 🖤 [my cursed technique uses my emotions. so I CAN speak just not anything emotionally charged] 🤍 [why not now?]

Your fingers fumble to reply. What are you supposed to say, “hi random nice stranger I just met - I can’t talk to you because you’re hot?” No, that won’t work. And you don’t want him to think he offended you so you have to say something. Que the spiral.

Dias ex machina: Gojo, the eclectic teacher who brought you to this school, makes an abrupt entrance.

Phew. 

After class, the blonde boy slides his phone to you with a blank ‘add contact’ screen open. You try not to think too much into it - he’s in your class and it’s the easiest way for you both to talk. While you input your contact info, he rejoins the rest of the class joking about something. They’re laughing hard when you slide his phone back in front of him. As you’re walking out the door, he texts while catching up to you.

🤍 [hey!] 🤍 [it’s toge] 🤍 [so why can’t you use words now?]

Shit. Shit. Shit.

🖤 [just nervous, first day of class and stuff]

It might be in your head, but he looks slightly disappointed that he’s not the reason you’re nervous. He nods.

🤍 [oh, got ya. well, if you wanna hang out later let me know] 

You reply without thinking.

🖤 [yeah, i’d love that] 🤍 [come by my room at 8?] 🖤 [see you then!]

Fuck. What did you just get yourself into? Being around attractive people has never gone well for you. Of course you've had crushes, who hasn't. It’s fine, as friends for a little while but the moment you utter a single word without thinking, you feel your cursed energy fly out on accident and they never want to be around you again. You can’t blame them. Maybe spending time with him will be different? It’s not like he can speak freely either. He has to understand, right? Plus, he’s just being nice because you’re new so there’s really no pressure. On the other hand, with such a small class it would be really awkward to fuck up and alienate yourself from one of your classmates. Especially when they all seem so close. Maybe this time it'll be different, you hope.

Before you know it, six hours have passed and you’re nervously standing outside the door of Inumaki’s dorm room. You’re still not sure how you can talk to him but hopefully in a more chill setting, your nerves will calm down and it’ll be easier.

Knocking a few times, you hear “(((come in)))” and you find yourself opening the door and stepping inside. You laugh, it’s weird being on the other end of that. (plus, hearing his voice makes you giddy - so much for easy and chill feelings.)

Toge sits cross-legged on the floor in front of a Mario Kart loading screen. He’s not wearing the jacket from earlier so you have a clear view of his neck. And arms. He didn’t initially strike you as the type to workout a lot but he’s definitely athletic. As he shifts his weight turning to you, every muscle in his arm tenses. He’s like the skinny version of a Greek god with a perfect face to match, there's absolutely no way you can actually talk to him now. 

You opt to smile, wave, and sit next to him. 

He hands you a controller before texting: 

🤍 [still not talking to me?]

He smiles. Happy to see he’s not offended, you can keep it playful.

You send him the “why are you so obsessed with me” Mean Girls meme. Fortunately, he laughs and you’ve successfully dodged the question again.

Hours go by and neither of you have felt the need to use words, just glances and faces when the other throws a banana or passes you. It’s comforting. 

You notice the way he leans into you, every time he turns in the game. Skin brushing warmly against your own. After a while, you get used to the controls and he gets bolder - throwing an arm in front of your face, bumping you over, etc so he can pass you.

On the last lap, you use a booster and overtake him. He responds by throwing all of his weight into you, leaving you both a tangled laughing mess on the floor. Cursed energy seeps out in your laugh, but that’s fine. It’s harmless and isn't making him do more than laugh harder. Besides, he used his technique on you earlier too so you don’t think he minds something this mild. 

He does mind that you’re coming into the final stretch and still ahead of him though. Having dropped his controller in the commotion (that he created) earlier, he resorts to the first impulsive thought that comes to mind. “Hmmmm!” you manage to hold back, swallowing your words when his bite connects with your arm. Close one. Is he flirting or just that competitive? Probably competitive. Yet, he’s still laughing and throws his hands over your face in one last attempt.

Not bothering to sit back up, you keep your hands on the controller, pulling through the finish line to beat him for the first time all evening. His hands slide off your eyes and you both sit up, much closer than you were before. Watching the cute characters bounce on the screen, you’re amused: this has to be the most dangerous activity happening on all of campus. If either of you slip-up, there goes the neighborhood. You text him this.

🤍 [DEATH BY MARIO KART] 🤍 [nah you’re too cute to be mad at so i wont say anything. even if you cheated]

“(((Hey!)))” your sudden words are playful, but knock him back nonetheless. He smiles at you, still not caring. You extend a hand to pull him back up, mouthing ‘sorry.’

Then it hits you. 

He thinks you’re cute??

You re-read his message, to be sure you aren’t imagining anything. 

Yeah, he really said that.

So he was flirting? Or something like flirting?

🖤 [wait. is that why you asked me to hang out?]

To be fair, it’s part of why you wanted to hang out with him - but it would be nice to get clarification on his end. Wouldn't want to act like it was a date if he was just being nice and meant cute in some other way. Watching his hands type, you really hope the answer is yes.

“Salmon” he says out loud before the text shows up.

🤍 [you were staring at me blushing for half of class too so i thought we were on the same page?] 🤍 [plus, I had to ask] 🤍 [my friends were all taking bets on if you’d actually show up to my room]

They what? That last text hits like a ton of bricks and he sees it on your face.

So, he’s just hanging out with you to prove to his friends he could get you in his room? This is probably the joke everyone was laughing about before you left class today. First day and you’re already the joke. That’s disappointing, he seemed cute and nice. Now class will be awkward. You press up to leave. Seeing your face, he realizes how you took it.

“Caviar! Benito flakes!” he yells waving his hands before pressing your shoulder, urging you to sit back down. Confused, you stare at him before the onslaught of texts come in.

🤍 [no no no nononono not like that] 🤍 [i said you’re cute because you are cute] 🤍 [i asked you to hang out, because my friends said i’d be stupid not to] 🤍 [well Panda and Yuta did, Maki said you’re too hot for me] 🤍 [and i think Panda just wanted to watch me take an L] 🤍 [but Yuta thought i had a chance] 🤍 [so they all bet on it] 🤍 [and pushed me to ask you today] 🤍 [otherwise i probably would have debated it for a while] 🤍 [i still would have asked] 🤍 [just probably not today] 🤍 [but i really wanted to hang out with you] 🤍 [and Yuta thought i had a chance] 🤍 [besides, even if they were wrong and you didn’t think i was cute, it would be cool being friends] 🤍 [like with another cursed speech user] 🤍 [this shit sucks sometimes] 🤍 [i kinda figured you understood] 🤍 [it’s nice being around you]

He tears his eyes up from his phone to look into yours. He looks sad and desperate to be understood. You know that feeling well. 

There’s a bang on the door and you hear a woman’s voice “I never thought I would say this to you, but can you keep it down in there?? You’ve been banging around all night laughing now you’re yelling?”

“(((go to bed Maki)))” Toge yells at the door.

🤍 [fuck] 🤍 [she’s gonna kill me for that tomorrow] 🖤 [i think she’s just mad she lost the bet]

He smiles slightly, still looking concerned.

🤍 [are you okay?] 🤍 [i promise i actually like you] 🤍 [not just for the lolz] 🖤 [i think so] 🖤 [i had a lot of fun with you] 🖤 [it just sucks being the butt of the joke on the first day] 🤍 [oh] 🤍 [you’re not] 🤍 [me getting someone to like me was the joke] 🤍 [which is fair i guess] 🤍 [but it made me even more nervous] 🖤 [you were nervous?] 🤍 [you're pretty] 🤍 [and you can use more words than me] 🤍 [i thought so, at least] 🤍 [what am i supposed to say to you?] 🖤 [i get that] 🖤 [i was so nervous too] 🖤 [i have no game]  🖤 [i can’t even talk to you] 🖤 [your friend was right tho] 🖤 [i do think you’re cute]

**not my photo, but here's what i think your curse marks look like:

part 2

m.list

[olee]

My Bad | Simón Hempe

*English with Spanglish dialogues

A Toxic Ex?

~

You had been in a committed relationship with Simón for over two years. Both of you shared a beautiful bond and cherished each other's company. You had never imagined that things would change so drastically until one day when Simón arrived at your apartment in Buenos Aires, all drunk and disoriented. He seemed in a different state of mind and told you he wanted to end things with you. The words he used were harsh, and his tone was bitter. He said, “Mirá, no quiero saber nada de vos, ¿entendiste? No tengo ganas de bancarme tus quilombos ni tus historias. Chau y que te vaya bien, pero lejos, ¿eh?” which meant he didn't want to have anything to do with you. The sudden change in his behavior left you shocked and devastated. You tried to reason with him, but he seemed determined to end the relationship, leaving you wondering what went wrong.

The events of that night are still fresh in your mind. Simón, your partner, took all his belongings and left you alone in your apartment without any explanation. You were left feeling confused and hurt, wondering what could have gone wrong. The morning had started off perfectly, as Simón had made you coffee, played some bachata music, and danced with you, beaming with joy. He had recently landed a role in the movie "Society of the Snow," and his excitement was palpable. So, when he arrived late at night, drunk, and abruptly announced that he wanted to break up without any discussion, it was a shock. You couldn't help but wonder what had suddenly made him change his mind.

It's been a year and a half since you parted ways with Simón. In that time, you've made some significant changes to your life. You decided to move to Barcelona, a city that has always fascinated you, and you have not regretted it. You've made some great friends, but you've also had some tough times with the guys you dated. Despite the ups and downs of your love life, you have found a sense of belonging in the neighborhood of El Poble-sec. You live with two roommates, Mateo and Laura, who are both passionate about politics and literature, which you find equally interesting.

You're currently working as a librarian while pursuing a graduate degree in literature. Writing has always been your passion, and you've been writing poetry for as long as you can remember. However, you've found it challenging to find inspiration since moving to Barcelona. You miss Simón's encouragement; he always believed you had the potential to be a writer. Nevertheless, you are determined to keep writing, and you hope that one day, you'll find your way back to the page with renewed inspiration and creativity.

It was a Friday night in Barcelona, and after a long day of studying, your roommates invited you to a hidden bar. Despite feeling tired, you couldn't resist the temptation of a night out with your friends. As the clock struck 11:30 pm, you headed to the bar, ready for a night of partying in the vibrant city. Upon arriving at the bar, you found your roommates engaged in a deep conversation in Catalán about independence. It was clear that they had already indulged in some drinks, as discussing politics in Catalonia was a topic that required a certain level of inebriation.

You sat next to them, feeling the excitement of the night ahead. You ordered a refreshing Estrella Galicia beer and listened intently to their conversation, taking in the ambiance of the hidden and chill bar. The dim lighting and eclectic decor added to the overall mood, making for a perfect start to your weekend.

As you had already consumed a few beers, your roommate invited you to a club. Of course, in your inebriated state, you enthusiastically agreed. As the group stumbled in zigzags toward the exit of the hidden bar, they encountered a set of stairs leading out of the building. Due to your intoxicated condition, you nearly tumbled down the stairs, but a sudden, firm grip on your arm prevented a fall. Initially thought it was your roommate, Mateo, but the blurred vision made it difficult to confirm.

Anxiety washed over you until a familiar voice spoke, saying, "Necesitás tomar agua. No estás bien, se te nota. Dejá de joder y andá a agarrar una botella, que te va a hacer bien. ¿Querés que te la alcance o te movés vos sola?" Your response was, "Che, andá a cagar, me la banco sola, ¿entendiste? No necesito tu ayuda, así que haceme el favor y tomá el camino. ¡Chau!"

However, as you attempted to move on, you stumbled, and the person supporting you tightened their grip. He said, “Che, (tu nombre), vení, yo te llevo al mercado por un agua y después te acerco a casa.”

“Boludo! No sé quién eres, obvio que no iré," you retorted. However, he responded in a worried tone, "Soy Simón, obvio que sabes quién soy." You then replied, “Simón... (in your broken English you tell him) Simón is DEAD.”

He continued to ignore your insults, while you persistently hurled a barrage of offensive words at Simón, declaring him an idiot and emphasizing that he was undeniably dead. Despite your verbal assault, Simón looked at you with concern, as if he believed he had done something wrong and genuinely wanted to help you.

As Simón buys you a bottle of water with a painkiller, you're seated outside on a bench waiting for him. He arrives and sits next to you, saying, “Tomá, esto te va a ayudar.” You look at him and say, “Nunca pensé volver a cruzarme con vos. Te re mil odio. Me dejaste plantado y ni una explicación. Cada día me siento peor, pensando que hice algo mal, y sé que estoy hablando con un fantasma, pero—” he interrupts you and says, “No es tu culpa. Yo soy el boludo. Unos amigos, o mejor dicho, unos forros, me dijeron que estabas con alguien más y la verdad es que no sé por qué les di bola. Hasta al día siguiente, me di cuenta de la cagada que me mandé.”

As you inquire about why he didn't reach out the next day, Simón takes a deep breath and begins, "Look, I wanted to talk to you, but I realized I couldn't. I tried messaging you, calling you, but you had blocked me on everything."

You squint at him, a mixture of disbelief and frustration on your face. "Blocked you? Yeah, well, you disappeared without a word!"

Simón nods solemnly, "I know, and I'm sorry. I messed up big time. I was stupid to believe what others said without checking with you first."

You scoff, "Stupid is an understatement, Simón. You ghosted me without any explanation. I felt like I did something wrong."

He looks genuinely remorseful, "And that's on me. I should've trusted you, and I should've communicated. I'm really sorry, (Y/N)."

You roll your eyes, still holding onto your anger, "Sorry doesn't change what happened. Why should I believe you now?"

Simón takes a moment before responding, "You don't have to believe me, but I want you to know I regret it. I've been kicking myself every day since. I was a fool, and I'm sincerely sorry for hurting you."

—

Part 2? 👀

[carlos-tk]

lonestar music monday

thanks for the tag @nisbanisba <3 and also @eclectic-sassycoweyes @tellmegoodbye @heartstringsduet @alrightbuckaroo @reyesstrand @theghostofashton for last weeks tags! i tag u back this week 💖

it’s nice to listen back on older music and find meaning for a fictional couple who’ve taken over your life in the past year. this song really resonates with me for tarlos during their breakup era ❤️‍🩹 a song about love and loss and regret is a perfect choice for them during those episodes. i also like that different parts of this song could be interpreted from each of tarlos’ perspectives

“nadie sabe lo que tiene hasta que lo ve perdido” nobody knows what they have until they see it lost

i mean if that doesn’t sum up carlos at tk’s bedside when he was in a coma 😭😭😭

“Te fuiste sin siquiera despedirte Pensaste ya después me buscará Pues mira te fallaron tus deseos Y al final de cuentas fuiste tú quien me extraño” you left without saying goodbye, you thought i would look for you, well your wishes failed, in the end it was you who missed me

“Les mientes al decir que me olvidaste Pues nunca imaginaste llorar por este amor” you lie and say you forgot me, because you never imagined crying over this love

“Te fuiste sin decirme los motivos Y yo me preguntaba qué pasó El tiempo se te fue pasando” you left without telling me the reasons and i wondered what happened. time passed for you

“Nunca tú debiste decidirlo, Pues creo que eran cosas de los dos” you should have never decided, because they were things for both of us

also tags for @freneticfloetry @herefortarlos @never-blooms @paperstorm @chicgeekgirl89 + open tag 🏷️

[mokgroove-blog]

Segue o Dj set que transmiti hoje pela twitch. Cheio de nuances e músicas de diferentes gêneros. Passa lá, dê um play e depois me diga o que achou. Boa audição. 

 Freestyle Eclectic Session by Mok Groove *** - 12/nov/24

[d0ctorstrange]

۞ Warm greetings to all, and welcome to my sacred mystical haven!

In this blessed space, we will unveil the wonders and mysteries that permeate the unfathomable multiverse. We will cover with depth and passion an eclectic range of topics, from enigmatic mystical artifacts to the deepest secrets of the cosmos.

I invite each of you to surrender completely to the unknown, diving headfirst into the deep waters of the multiverse, where truth and power wait to be revealed. Together, we will explore the most hidden paths and the deepest secrets, in the search for ultimate understanding and mastery of the mystical arts! The journey begins now, and may the stars guide us!

۞ Saudações calorosas a todos, e bem-vindos ao meu sagrado refúgio místico!

Neste abençoado espaço, vamos desvendar as maravilhas e mistérios que permeiam o insondável multiverso. Abordaremos com profundidade e paixão uma eclética gama de tópicos, desde os enigmáticos artefatos místicos até os segredos mais profundos do cosmo.

Convido cada um de vocês a se entregarem completamente ao desconhecido, mergulhando de cabeça nas águas profundas do multiverso, onde a verdade e o poder aguardam serem revelados. Juntos, desbravaremos os caminhos mais ocultos e os segredos mais profundos, na busca pela compreensão última e pela maestria das artes místicas! A jornada começa agora, e que as estrelas nos guiem!

[dyrewrites]

Bloodhound -- New Chapter Up

LINK

Excerpt:

Chapter Seven -- A Beauty and His Beast

“Oui,” the flat and oft dejected voice of his local contact sighed into his ear.

And he trilled at her, as he knew she hated, to ask if she had anything for him, “Gisèle! S’il te plaît, dis-moi que tu as quelque chose pour moi.”

Another sigh, “Oui, reine insupportable.”

“Have it here within the hour, and a bag or two of blood, human blood,” the switch in language and tone earned a sharp gasp, that he enjoyed perhaps too much before he dripped syrup, “or I come for yours.”

And hung up.

Tolerant and mingled as their existence had become, it was important, every so often, to remind little bites of flesh and bone what they were.

What he was.

“And what are we tonight?” Leandro asked his closet, and wardrobe full of eclectic fashions—from leisure suits to ball gowns and a few pieces in between that would make burlesque stars blush. “He enjoyed the cream,” he told the very slacks and shirt he met the big, warm, hairy vampire in, biting his lip for a tear above the pants button. Sighing at it, he shoved it aside, glancing at a shimmering blue gown which matched his eyes and laughed, “he doesn’t seem the type.”

Huffing, he dug deeper in his closet, flipping through more and more outfits and colors and fabrics and styles...and caring far too much, he realized.

[esporaespazioa]

cosecha 2023 uzta

Hauexek dira, 2023an gure orbita hurbilean argitaratu diren diskoak, baita fanzine eta libururen bat ere. Entzun, zabaldu, erosi, bultzatu bertoko artista esperimentalen lanak.

Reunimos aquí un listado de discos que se han publicado en nuestra órbita más cercana. Escucha, difunde, compra, apoya a les artistes esperimentales locales.

A.Maiah F(r)icciones hegoa 2023/09 LP

A.Maiah/Mata Re-act ramble records 2023/09 CD

Abaunz Beire Series negras 2023/06 CDR

Al Karpenter The Forthcoming ever/never records 2023/07 LP

Al Karpenter & CIA Debutante s/t ever/never records 2023/07 LP

Amsia Street of Crocodiles Series negras 2023/03 CD

Asfáltica & Passion Farolas Poemaria crystalmine 2023/02 K7

Baseline + ibonrg + Miguel A. García Dispectrgs República Ibérica Ruidista 2023/12 digital

Benjamín Vergara / Matías Riquelme Asimetrías tayul 2023/06 Digital

Bidai (Mikel Vega / Xabi Strubell) Biarrezgaur hegoa 2023/12 LP

Ccoowwss & Tube Tentacles Abnormal Blood Karma Detonation Tapes 2023/08 K7

Circuitrip / Tube Tentacles split New Approach Records 2023/03 K7

Dopelganger (Garazi Navas / Miguel A. García) Sainen Hildo hegoa 2023/12 LP

Driellya / Gloomy Life Celestial abhorrence 2 anonim noise recs 2023/06 digital

Driellya / Miguel A. García Basement Corner 1000th release basement corner emissions 2023/11 digital

Driellya / Red Hills Contra la opresion el deseo. Compilation rata sorda recs 2023/10 digital

Emankore (Garazi Gorostiaga / Itziar Markiegi) Eman plakton Hazi Esporak! 2023/12 CDR

Enrike Hurtado Hardcore Punk Dissasters Hazi Esporak! 2023/03 CDR

Enrike Hurtado Ghost Futures crystalmine 2023/05 K7

Enrike Hurtado 20.20 repetidor 2023/09 CD

Gaba/Paezur The Void Series negras 2023/09 digital

Gravelbed Dead Future Gravelbed 2023/02 LP

Guzural / Homeless Network Split Autoekoizpena2023/12 K7

Izarne Oyarzabal Ópalo crystalmine 2023/10 K7

Joseba Agirrezabalaga & Mikel Vega lepok urpa i musel 2023/01 LP

Katza 5th anniversary crystalmine 2023/06 K7

Miguel A. García Oppolomuni Hazi Esporak 2023/05 CDR

Miguel A. García Eyezorros Az 2023/10 LP

Miguel A. García Eraginie Cronica 2023/09 CD

Miguel A. García & Coeval Huncill Cronica 2023/06 digital

Miguel A. García & Jean-Luc Guionnet Duo Hera Corp. 2023/11 K7

Miguel A. García & Mikel Vega Explets crystalmine 2023/07 K7

Mila Cloud / Driellya split declive diy 2023/01 CD

N & Tzesne Sismo Denovali 2023/04 LP

Saio irekia (Ander Fernandez/Aida Torres/Tzesne) Borderline#2 Series negras 2023/04 digital

Saio irekia (Ander Fernandez/Andre Koenig/Tzesne) Borderline#3 Series negras 2023/06 digital

Saio irekia (Ander Fernandez/Joseba Agirrezabalaga/Tzesne) Borderline#1 Series negras 2023/03 digital

Schneider/Vega schneider collaborations schneider collaborations 2023/10 LP

Seth Kim-Cohen + Regler (Mattin & Anders Bryngelsson) Regel #12 (Ambient) crystalmine2023/03K7

TTT/Obleak split Mylar 2023/02 CD

Tube Tentacles, Amphetamine Onanism n​/​t (Split) Brutal Arratia Records 2023/05 digital

Txema Agiriano MEM historias de un festival mem 2023/11 liburua

UHIN Uhin#5 uhin 2023/03 fanzine

Útero Bitch & Genoveva Genocide & Daiben Necroxidation Saw Waves Donation records 2023/01 CD

Valentina Vursik / Baseline / Miguel A. García / IbonRG mem quartet mem 2023/11 LP

vv/aa / zenbaiten artean ER046 Compilation V5 eclectic reactions 2023/05 K7

Wolkokrots (Miguel A. García / Ilia Belorukov) Hurdergnod Minimal Resource Manipulations 2023/04 digital

[thevisualvamp]

An extraordinary estate sale

[atlastcompelled54]

At last compelled

(BDSM, NSFW, MDNI/18+ to follow)

English/français

my writing

35 year old male dominant living in NYC. I write and share what I crave.

Eclectic tastes and interests. Attracted to erudition.

I am drawn to the psychological aspects of power exchange. When I am with someone, I like to get inside her head.

I want to slip into the darkest corners of her mind and force her to confront all her most perverse desires. I want to get her to dress up like a slutty doll, make her beg me to slap her, use her mouth, and then force her to look at the aftermath of what I did to her in a mirror. I want to hypnotize and program her with embarrassing triggers. I want to compel her to drink on all fours from a bowl on my kitchen floor like an animal. I want to use her cunt like a hole made just for my pleasure. The idea of breaking someone down, then building them back up under your hand -- conditioning, training, and molding them -- and the intimacy of someone surrendering that much control to you: these are the things that have always haunted my fantasies.

My specific kinks all revolve around this theme, and all come in their own particular flavors: bondage, sadism, humiliation, degradation, sexual slavery, erotic hypnosis, brainwashing, consensual non-consent, some forms of body modification (especially tattoos and piercings), domestic servitude, and some aspects of traditional gender roles.

Always open to interesting conversations.

Enfin forcé

Homme dominant de 35 ans vivant à New York. J’écris et partage ce que je désire.

Goûts et intérêts éclectiques. Attiré par l’érudition.

Je suis captivé par les aspects psychologiques de l'échange de pouvoir. Quand je suis avec quelqu'un, j'aime pénétrer dans sa tête.

Je veux me glisser dans les coins les plus sombres de son esprit et la forcer à confronter ses désirs les plus indécents. Je veux la faire se déguiser comme un jouet de salope, fais-la me supplier de la gifler, baise son visage, puis la forcer à regarder les conséquences dans un miroir. Je veux l'hypnotiser et la programmer avec des déclencheurs embarrassants. Je veux l’obliger à boire à quatre pattes dans un bol sur le sol de ma cuisine comme un animal. Je veux utiliser sa chatte comme un trou fait uniquement pour mon plaisir. L'idée de briser quelqu'un pour ensuite le reconstruire à votre convenance -- conditionnement, formation et façonnage -- et l'intimité de quelqu'un qui te cède autant de contrôle : ce sont les choses qui ont toujours hanté mes fantasmes.

Ce thème est au cœur de tous mes désirs sexuels spécifiques : bondage, sadisme, humiliation, dégradation, esclavage sexuel, hypnose érotique, lavage de cerveau, non-consentement consensuel, certaines formes de modification corporelle (en particulier les tatouages et les piercings), servitude domestique et certains aspects des rôles de genre traditionnels.

Toujours ouvert aux conversations intéressantes.

[except4bunnies]

10 songs, 10 people

tagged by @chrisoels Thanks a bunch, that was fun and a wild, eclectic ride 💛🎧

1. Wanda – Va bene

Man wird ängstlicher, man wird einsamer | Man wird grausamer, man wird kindischer | Und vergesslicher, man wird lächerlicher und verletzlicher | Und es muss trotzdem alles weitergehen | Es muss weitergehen

Dieses merkwürdige 2022 in a nutshell. Kommt gut, wenn man sich morgens zerknittert im Spiegel ansieht und nicht mehr glattziehen kann.

2. Renaud – En cloque

Elle a mis sur l'mur | Au dessus du berceau | Une photo d'Arthur Rimbaud

Meine französische Erasmusliebe war Renaud-Fan. War ein feiner Kerl und das Lied ist geblieben.

3. Don McLean – Vincent

Starry, starry night | Portraits hung in empty halls | Frameless heads on nameless walls | With eyes that watch this world and can't forget

Mal ganz wunderbar gecovert auf einem queeren Festival gehört, mit dem zugehörigen Bild als Installation.

4. Taylor Swift – Betty

Yeah, I showed up at your party | Will you have me | Will you love me? | Will you kiss me on the porch | In front of all your stupid friends?

Dauerbegleitung aufm Alster-Tretboot im heißen Corona-Sommer 2020. Für 4:52 wieder 17 sein.

5. Karussell – Als ich fortging

Als ich fortging war die Straße steil - kehr wieder um | Nimm an ihrem Kummer teil, mach sie heil | Als ich fortging war der Asphalt heiß - kehr wieder um | Red ihr aus um jeden Preis, was sie weiß.

Bittersüßer Ostrock-Klassiker, läuft gern mal zur späten Stunde bei meiner Schwiegerfamilie. Danach hamm sich immer alle sehr lieb.

6. Blink 182 – All the small things

Late night, come home | Work sucks, I know | She left me roses by the stairs | Surprises let me know she cares

In der Juli-August-Dauerschleife wegen meiner danach benannten Julia/Ela-FF. Macht mir so, so gute Laune.

7. Anna Ternheim – Shoreline

Oh this town | Kills you when you're young

Zugabe auf ATs erstem Hamburg-Konzert. Vorher alles Gitarre, auf einmal Klavier. Magischer Moment.

8. Babybird – Goodnight

I hold you closely you push me away | I want forever you just want today | Give me your fingers wash out your mouth | Bite off my tongue on this bloody couch.

Ich mache dieses und jenes in meinem damaligen WG-Zimmer und ne Jamie-Oliver-Kochshow läuft im Hintergrund. Auf einmal der Song im Abspann. Hat mich elektrisiert, tut er noch immer.

9. Emmanuelle Béart & Marc Lavoin – Fais-moi une place

Fais-moi une place dans ton av'nir | Pour que j'ressasse moins mes souvenirs | Je s'rai jamais éteint, hautain, lointain | Pour qu'tu sois bien

EB ist ja keine ausgebildete Sängerin, aber ich mag das Cover unfassbar gern. So ein Lied, das ganz weich macht. Also mich.

10. Kite – Jonny Boy

I know myself | And thinking doesn't work | To heal myself |. And easiness, no I don’t know what that's about | So I go out

Nach “And then we danced” auf meiner ewigen Playlist gelandet und kommt da auch nicht mehr runter. Bester Pre- und After-Party-Song. Aufm Fahrrad durch die Nacht.

If you want and/or still haven’t, join in @caromitpunkt @dragodina @disappointingsalad @enbyrry @caffeinateddiscoverer @missdemeanoure @krejong @captmatti @bieblomme @frauv

[moochilatv]

Juan Cruz y Emm Silverio presentan: No me busques

¿Quién dijo que las baladas de rock ya no sonaban?

No me busques is the first single of a new EP as a collaboration between Emm Silverio and Juan Cruz. In a world in which everything revolves around "making sense", the song puts into perspective the need to avoid a purely rational approach to loving someone.

The single is an eclectic pop rock ballad that includes cello arrangements by the renowned cellist Adriana Garcell, who performs in the National Symphony Orchestra of the Dominican Republic.

The track was mastered by Javier Fracchia, an award-winning music engineer based in Argentina.

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[coulisses-tv]

Le concert « Eclect!que » de Gaëtan Roussel aux Francofolies de la Rochelle diffusé sur France 2 jeudi 11 juillet 2024

http://dlvr.it/T9PYys

[studiosmar]

Leather Eclectic Chair

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[mobilisiemusik]

sunWind - Known Universe (incl. Mobilize Background Perfomance) - MOMU021

Arthur Bezrukov, better known as sunWind, was featured on Mobilisiemusik first time with his remix on "Dreamless", released in Mobilisiemusik Remixes, Vol. 1 in 2013 with bright talents in a row like a Gai Barone, Serge Que (1/2 Monaque), Adam Antine and The Orange! After that he recorded one of the events for our radio show on Proton Radio, and now sunWind make this world much better by releasing his new EP on our label! This is a sweet collection of waves of pure harmonical exctasy with eclectic manifestation and aftertaste of something mystical or frank and even gothic. His vision of music based on a light atmospheres, emotional melodies, modern ideas and their implementation. The whole EP excludes any beats or percussions, and the whole concept of this release also was supported by Mobilize, who was involved into this beauty and added his 'background perfomance' into the basket!

We and our followers meet every new step by sunWind with big pleasure, and no surprises, that he is with us now and his new EP are open for the ears of many many people around the "Known Universe".

sunWind - [Known Universe #01] Known Universe

sunWind - [Known Universe #02] Where Love Is, God Is

sunWind - [Known Universe #03] Watch Your Thoughts How They Become Words

sunWind - [Known Universe #04] Watch Your Thoughts How They Become Words (Mobilize Background Perfomance)

released April 7, 2014