#on eroticism

[seven-meds]

Stumbled upon some romantic passages I collected years ago while researching aberrant sexuality and historical eroticism. Unfortunately I did not write down the specific book I obtained them from (aside from the case studies it was unhelpful).

Transcriptions:

Case 34. A man had an inamorata who would allow him to blacken her hands with coal or soot. She then had to sit before a mirror in such a way that he could see her hands in it. While conversing with her, which was often for a long time, he looked constantly at her mirrored hands, and finally, after a time, he would take his leave, fully satisfied.

Case 65. (Dr. Pascal, ibid.) A gentleman in Paris was accustomed to call on certain evenings at a house where a woman, the owner, acceded to his peculiar desire. He entered the salon in full dress, and she, likewise, in evening dress, had to receive him with a very haughty manner. He addressed her as "Marquise," and she had to call him "dear Count." Then he spoke of his good fortune in finding her alone, of his love for her, and of a lover's interview. At this the lady had to feel insulted. The pseudo-count grew bolder and bolder, and asked the pseudo-marquise for a kiss on her shoulder. "There is an angry scene; the bell is rung; a servant, prepared for the occasion, appears, and throws the count out of the house. He departs well satisfied, and pays the actors in the farce handsomely.

Case 48. A married man presented himself with numerous scars of cuts on his arms. He told their origin as follows: When he wished to approach his wife, who was young and somewhat "nervous," he first had to make a cut in his arm. Then she would suck the wound and during the act become violently excited sexually.

[degenderates]

Guilty, Georges Bataille (tr. Bruce Boone)

[stargir1z]

quotes from catherine breillat on imdb

[hantologie]

Rice’s fiction does not posit a merrily abstract idea of a diffuse, amorphous sexuality that can take any form. On the contrary, in Rice’s writing, vampiric desire is always about one very particular type of body: a body with blood in it. [...] Because vampires eroticize blood, they inevitably eroticise veins and skin surfaces. As such, they invite the reader to contemplate an erotics of the in-between: of skin surfaces and contacts. [...] [W]hen blood becomes the fulcrum of desire, it can begin to represent other intensities, other sexual delights: it draws the eye out to the limits of the human body, the place of connections. The characters in the vampiric encounter need not map onto neat identities in order for us to appreciate the suggestiveness of the blood that passes between them. Concentrating on the transactive gift, rather than the transgressive body offering the gift, moves beyond the essentializing idea that disruption is endemic within certain bodies. Instead, the disruptive potential is located in the blood which moves between.

Sara Wasson, “Coven of the Articulate”: Orality and Community in Anne Rice’s Vampire Fiction

[angrydino42-and-avathecannibal]

*me working in the insides of a machine* shush, I need to focus, this is very intimate- I mean intimate- I mean intimate- I mean intimate- I mean intricate.

[roosterm3at]

Oh sweet computer love

[madnessofmen]

by OlePatrick

[kavka--esque]

[itsjesscapade]

Poor girl's CPU is being worked so hard...

[hoofpeet]

Yeehaw 🐄

[stargir1z]

"SEX AND ART FROM FRAGONARD TO MANET" by Emma Butterfield-Rosen

[thunderbottle]

thank the earth and all the stars for trans lesbian sex

[hantologie]

Instead of looking at a relationship only in terms of the identities of the bodies involved, one can examine the erotic choreography of what passes between those bodies and the way the community organizes itself around those erotic circulations. Rather than denoting gay or lesbian positions, vampire fiction can be read in terms of queer positions, when the term "queer" denotes a "zone of possibilities[.]"

Sara Wasson, “Coven of the Articulate”: Orality and Community in Anne Rice’s Vampire Fiction

[teethburied]

Matthew McConaughey on Rust in 'Making True Detective'

[vintage-tigre]

[dearorpheus]

“But there are dark, untouched corners within all of us. Sex can be very exciting in one moment and barely tepid the next. It can feel like love but not be love. It can feel like possession and then the person walks away. You can’t possess another person. You can’t make another person not die. If nothing else, at least my vomit fetish is mine. It’s mine and it’s real.”

— Melissa Broder, So Sad Today: Personal Essays