#tableau noir

[you-born-this-way]

Paris Kids Kids' room - large gender-neutral kids' room idea

[toutplacid]

Homme avec le pied en avant – stylo-bille noir, carnet nº 30, 1986

[jonathan-pradillon]

Peinture design | Grand éclat noir et blanc

Peinture réalisée au couteau à la peinture acrylique sur châssis en bois recouvert d'une toile tendue en coton 100%

Rebords du tableau peints à la peinture acrylique noire

Finition / Protection : œuvre vernie à la bombe aérosol brillante

Pour voir un aperçu vidéo de cette peinture, rendez-vous sur : https://youtu.be/HKrRybKtSq0

Format : 80 cm x 80 cm x 3,5 cm

Diagonale : 113,1 cm

Poids approximatif : 1,5 kg

Date de création : 05/2024

Artiste : Jonathan Pradillon Pièce unique Œuvre signée Certificat d’authenticité fourni Emballage soigné

Prix : 350 Euros.

Pour acheter cette peinture, rendez-vous sur :

Artinsolite : https://www.artinsolite.com/product-page/grand-eclat-noir-et-blanc

Artsper : https://www.artsper.com/fr/oeuvres-d-art-contemporain/peinture/2204589/grand-eclat-noir-et-blanc

Amazon : https://www.amazon.fr/dp/B0D3L7QSXP?ref=myi_title_dp

Artfinder : https://www.artfinder.com/manage/jonathan-pradillon/product/large-black-and-white-shine/?utm_campaign=shareaholic&utm_medium=copy_link&utm_source=bookmark

Singulart : https://www.singulart.com/fr/oeuvres-d-art/jonathan-pradillon-large-%C3%A9clat-noir-et-blanc-2007205

Etsy : https://jonathanpradillon.etsy.com/fr/listing/1727848289/peinture-contemporaine-noire-et-blanche

Saatchiart : https://www.saatchiart.com/art/Painting-Large-black-and-white-shine/968246/11721661/view

Artmajeur : https://www.artmajeur.com/jonathan-pradillon/fr/oeuvres-d-art/17852704/grand-eclat-noir-et-blanc 

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コクバンケシ

黒板消しは、チョークで書かれたものを消すために黒板とともに使用される道具です。それは通常、木、プラスチック、または発泡スチロールなどの素材で作られ、平らで滑らかな表面を持っています。黒板消しのサイズはさまざまですが、一般的に手に収まる大きさで、黒板の幅に合わせて長方形または長方形をしています。教育環境、特に伝統的な黒板がまだ使用されている学校や教育機関で広く使用されています。それは実用的な道具であるだけでなく、さまざまな色やデザインで利用できるため、教室に少し個性を加えることもできます。黒板消しは、チョークと黒板を使用した学習環境において不可欠なツールであり続けます。

手抜きイラスト集

[giftscustopolis]

Un tableau noir qui peut servir à réaliser de petits graphiques et de petits textes pour une conférence ou une réunion de travail. Mais ce tableau noir, à utiliser avec des craies peut faire le bonheur des plus jeunes qui peuvent ainsi dessiner sur autre chose qu’ une porte ou un mur. Des craies sont fournies avec ce tableau.

Comme celui-ci est plane, il peut également être dissimulé derrière un tableau ou ce qu’il vous plaira.

What child hasn't written or wanted to write on a wall or door with a pencil, ballpoint pen, marker or worse, to the great despair of their parents, and then been told off by them or by their teacher? Unfortunately, most of the time these drawings or texts are difficult to erase and sometimes even impossible to remove from a wooden door. On a wall, a coat of paint is obviously easier. But with our self-adhesive sheet, your children will have no problem and will be able to draw endlessly, as long as they use one of the chalks provided. This pragmatic, practical and versatile sheet can be used on multiple surfaces: windows, mirrors, wardrobes, bedroom walls, turning any space into a blackboard.

Of course, it is essential that the self-adhesive sheet is dust-free. However, the board is not detachable.  

The sheet is a fun, interactive way to communicate, leave messages, share ideas and draw up plans for a project. The self-adhesive chalkboard has an interesting and appreciable size and can be used to create drawings that can be used as decor for any party, birthday or New Year's celebration that friends, mami or grandaddy can admire when they visit.

This chalkboard is an ideal office gift and an original little gift from Gifts-custopolis.com.

[chats-cosmiques]

Pierre Bonnard - Nood prenant un bain, 1937.

Tout s’est passé par une chaude journée en Provence, quand le chat de Pierre Bonnard, qu’il appelait affectueusement Nood, vit une baignoire remplie d’eau fraîche et a décidé d’y entrer. Bonnard, qui était dépité par le manque d’inspiration et cherchait sa femme, tomba sur le chat se baignant. Cette image lui suggéra une idée de peinture. “Aujourd’hui, je vais commencer une toile que j’appellerai Nude Bathing”, a-t-il crié. Pendant que son modèle préféré, Mme Marthe Bonnard, se préparait pour la séance, Pierre fit un croquis hâtif, avant d’expulser Nood de la baignoire, en faveur de Marthe, qui figure dans Nude Bathing 1937, plus connu du public. Voici le Nood Bathing 1937, qui proviendrait de la collection privée de l’artiste.

[valonychroms]

Paris Library Ideas for remodeling a mid-sized, contemporary, carpeted family room library with white walls

[acamouflage]

Living Room in Paris

[beesolively]

Library - Contemporary Living Room

[arley-ology]

I'm very normal about the Drawtectives season three trailer right now and I need to organize my thoughts about it or I will explode soooo putting that all into a tumblr post! This is less theorizing/analysis and more just me writing down things I noticed.

The beginning of the trailer is a slow zoom out on a box TV whose channels are being absent mindedley flicked through. I'm going to go through each of the broadcasts one by one

The first is an ad of some sort for a "Shimmer Park". The narrator for the ad is saying "Need a place to truly be yourself for awhile? Discover Shimmer Park!" This leads me to think that Shimmer Park is some sort of entertainment/play facility for children. Now it may just be my automatic distrust of any entertainment area geared towards kids that was spawned in me via reading Percy Jackson and the Lightning Theif too many times but something about the phrasing of "A place to truly be yourself" feels somewhat disquieting to me idk.

Next up is what appears to be a news broadcast of a local rally by MAPN. MAPN's logo is their abbreviation set over a clock face nkt unlike that on the clock tower we see later. In the middle of the news overlay is the name "Thomas Cornette" possibly the name of the reporter(?). The protesters signs are mostly obscured but the ones I can make out I'm 90% sure say "Not in our community (w/ a drawing of a rat)" and "Save our community". The horned protester in the front is yelling into the microphone, "Corperate overlords will never take our city!". We can assume the "MA" part of MAPN stands for Midnight Alley I'm not quite sure about the rest of it but if I had to guess it might be "Public News" don't quote me on that. To me just the way the clips are set up almost makes it seem like this protest against risk to Midnight Alley community is related to Shimmer Park in some way. The only thing we really know about the protest is it is somehow against corporations and (maybe) rats. There may be a link here to Papa's Pizza which we see later.

After that is the much calmer channel "Knitting with Janice". The woman knitting, assumedly Janice, says "It takes all kinds of threads to make a beautiful colorful tableau!". There's also a cat in a catbed in the background (adorable). Taking the dialoge metaphorically it's something to the effect of "It takes all different kinds of people and ideas to make a good and beautiful community." Now the use of the word tableau here is odd beacuse unless there's some secret knitting terminology I'm not aware of tableau is not usually a term used in fibre arts. A tableau is a still image of people/figures used to represent a more complex story (art/drawing connection??). Now maybe Janice is just knitting a tableau or smthing but the word choice here is interesting to me! Also the cat in the background caught my eye because of the rat themeing of this season. Cats are a major predators of mice. Maybe something like Art and Community beats the rat race???(we see rat race later) Also I'm getting big Bob Ross vibes from this lady please tell me yall see it too

Next we have a film noir (oooo!!). A woman is crying and she has just slapped a man in thr foreground. She says "I've never met a snake like you Jimmy." Snakes! Another predator of rats. But of course snake is meant metaphorically here as someone who is depictful and manipulative. Uhhhh I got nothing else on this one yall. I would say possible connection to the last channel like I did w/ Shimmer Park & The Protest but I refuse to believe that old lady Janice (both "J" names though) is capable of snake-like depict.

Another news broadcast! This seems to be from a news station other than MAPN as they have different overlays. The woman on screen says "In other news Midnight Alley is soon to throw their annual Rat Race". There's a poster for the Rat Race on screen (love a Juilia poster) that shows two rats w/ the numbers "8" and "4" on each of them respectively. I'm gonna ignore the place and date listed on there because in season two those details on posters never really came into play. There's more text on the poster saying "For more information and sign up please visit the M.A. [Midnight Alley] information center" and the bellow that it reads "Hosted by the Parks Department of Spire City". Literal Rat Race, interesting! Ofc in metaphor a rat race is used to describe and struggle of people for money and power that ultimately grants them no reward often used to describe competition in company/work environments #The Hustle. Now this is definitely connected in some way to the protest whether it be litteraly or metaphorically or both is yet to say. Also the Rat Race being sponsored by the Parks Department kinda makes me think of Shimmer Park having something to do w/ this. No matter what I feel like the Rat Race being sponsored by the Parks Department is going to be important somehow.

Papa's Pizza ad now! The guy w/ the Papa's Pizza uniform (owner?) is saying "Papa's Pizza has been here for generations, hand birthing high quality, cheaply priced slices for-". This is probably connected to the Corperation Protest we saw earlier. It seems like small business in Midnight Alley are probably being put at risk in sone way by larger corporations. Take note of how the Papa's Pizza guy's sentence cuts off here

A phone rings of screen in the static between channels.

This channel is a sitcom. A boy looks mischievously into the camera and says "RATS." before a laugh track plays. Someone off screen is holding a bowl of rats (?????) next to him. Now the way the last broadcast cuts off it makes it seem as if Pizza guy is saying "Papa's Pizza has been here for generations, hand birthing high quality, cheaply priced slices for rats." Its interesting how it makes it seem like Papa's Pizza guy - a person who's company would be effected by large corperation take over is in favor of rats - which are being used by the protesters to represent the corperations (kinda maybe?). This feels like it means Something but I can't peice together What.

All the TV programs are done now time to go over the rest of the trailer!

The TV is turned off now and we see Jancy's reflection in the black screen. Its an interesting shot makes it almost seemd like she's part of the programming. She answers the phone that is ringing, a rotary phone. Her tone drops as she revives news from the other end of the line and she tells them she'll send in the team (DRAWTECTIVES!!) right away.

Cut to black. "Children there's been a murder". (OUGH AAAAAAA IM GOING INSANE GOING RABID)

New design silhouettes!! I love them all already. I'm surprised by the lack of hat on Grandma (I like it!!) but other than that I don't really have any comments on them. York says "Do you think the house is capable of murder?". Grendan says "Unless... Murder Santa... I just write murder Santa down." These two might narrow down where at least part of this takes place somewhat. and finally Rosé says "Why are you so quiet daddy?" [Edit]: I've thought about it and I'm 80% sure "Daddy" is the name the Drawtectives have assigned to the Papa's Pizza guy so he/his business is definitely going to become important at some point.

Now we have what is most likely our setting, Midnight Alley! This season's logo appears on the background but I didn't grab a screen shot of that whoops. The clock tower here really stands out to me. Perhaps the spire of Spire City? Also this is just a very pleasing drawing!

The end scene of the trailer is of a rat jumping on to screen before menacing yellow eyes w/ slit pupils fade in behind it. I'm tempted to say cat for some reason. [Edit]: or as other ppl have pointed out the eyes could be from a snake! Now that I think about it snake probably does make more sense here

Also Eugene is in the thumbnail but he isn't mentioned at all in the trailer. This might just be because the fans love Eugene and Julia couldn't figure out how to include him anywhere other than the thumbnail but it also makes me a little scared

I said I wasn't gonna therorize but I wanna put down my ideas about when this takes place and where this takes place.

Now Drawtectives is very time-nebulous in general but this season at least seems very 80s inspired to me. The box TV, rotary phone, neon aesthetic for the logo, upbeat disco-y theme music all seem to point towards us not being in the modern day at the very least. Ofc we're going to be in Midnight Alley but Midnight Alley also seems to be in Spire City from what the poster said. York and Grendan's lines also suggest we explore a house at some point, specifically w/ a chimney/fireplace being important.

[Edit]: Now between the Rat themeing, the 80s vibes and focus on corperations I feel like I'm looking Huck E' Heese straight in the eyes and I didn't mention it originally beacuse I'm not sure how to feel about it except maybe Fearful

Anywho that's it for my very nothingburger post about the Season three trailer hope that any of yall that read through alllll of that nonsense enjoyed :]

[angellayercake]

Pomegranate Noir

NSFW

Papa Emeritus III x Reader

AO3

The air was humid and warm when you let yourself into Papa’s quarters. The room was dark save for the lit fire and a wedge of light spilling from the open bathroom door like an invitation. A haze of steam blurred your vision as it hung in the air carrying the scent of one of his obscenely expensive bath oils right to you, encouraging you to follow it and find the man that had summoned you here. You paused for a moment letting the scent wash over you trying to identify which oil he had chosen this evening, it was always a good indication of his mood.  

Closing your eyes you breathe in and try and parse out the different notes. The first thing you can sense is a cloying, fruity sweetness, tart and rich that reminds you of pomegranates but then underneath that a spicy, woody musk. It’s one of his darker, sensual favourites and you suspect you are about to be thoroughly seduced. You follow your nose and the flickering light into his ensuite, excited by what you will find there.  

You lean against the doorframe taking in the scene before you. Candles are scattered over every available surface centering around the clawfoot tub that dominated the room. And there he was laying back in the steaming water, petals of violet and jasmine floating on the surface, a sweating  glass of white wine balanced on his fingers and other hand wrapped around his half hard cock pulling slowly. Your breath catches at the sight. His paints are already washed clean allowing you to see the flush that has bloomed on his cheeks and spread to his chest, whether from the heat of the bath, the wine or his arousal. Perhaps all three. He moans quietly as his hand moves to caress his balls and further still. If the scent hadn’t already given you an idea of his plans for this evening watching him now would have.

He must sense your presence because his eyes flick open. The pupil of his green eye blown wide already with lust while his white eye remained focused and pinpointed on you.

‘Ah Cara mia, you are finally here. I would apologise for starting without you but your Papa has had such a hard day,’ He was attempting to look at you with regret but his eyes held that sparkle of mischief that was always present when he was in this mood. You would be very surprised if this wasn’t exactly how he planned for you to find him.  

‘It’s ok Papa.’ You move away from the door frame walking towards him letting your eyes run over the tableau he has so carefully prepared. He had gone to such an effort it would be rude not to give it the appreciation it deserved. When you eventually look up to his face again you are pleased by the look of pure satisfaction you are met with. Ever the showman he preens under your attention and you do so enjoy him like this. The mantle of Papa is more than just a job and some face paint, it is a mask he must wear almost always. But you hope at least that these little games allow him to play a different role. One a little closer to who he really is and with every invitation you accept he allows you to see a little bit more of him. 

You think he may have noticed the soft way you were looking at him because he quickly redirects your attention. He doesn’t always shy away from sentimentality but that usually comes a bit later in the evening when you are both satiated and high on the aftermath of your activities.

‘Even with all this,’ he gestures with the wine glass, very close to spilling the contents over the rim. ‘I find myself restless. I think there is something else I am needing to take the edge off si?’

‘Is that anything I can help with Papa?’ He squeezes his cock which is growing ever harder in his hand and looks up at you through his steam damp lashes. It is impressive that while you are well acquainted with his carnal talents and he is laid out before you the epitome of lustful temptation with only a look he can appear so demure and make you shiver at his coy suggestion. 

‘I do hope so Cara.’ He hands you his wine glass as he sits up. You drain what’s left, a little drop escaping the side of the glass which you catch with your tongue as he watches you intently. He stands up slowly and rivulets of water make their way down his body, droplets catching in his hair and glistening in the flickering candle light. There are a few petals stuck to his chest so you use them as an excuse to run your hands over him before dropping them back into the water and offering your hand to help him step out of the tub.

Once he is safely out you leave the wine glass on the counter and fetch one of his fluffy towels. He makes no effort to cover himself just runs it over his damp skin one area at a time giving you plenty to look at while you wait. He bends at the waist throwing a smirk back at you as he does drying first his feet then working his way up his calves to his thighs and as you allow your eyes to trace upwards you notice it. A sparkling purple jewel surrounded by gold nestled between his ass cheeks, which could only be attached to a plug. Your body gets caught between gasping and moaning so instead you just choke and he giggles, actually giggles to himself as he straightens up, considering his little tease a success. 

‘I was thinking we could try something a little different tonight,’ he says as he hangs up the towel by the door and saunters back towards you, still completely bare. You don’t know where to look flustered as you are. If you didn’t adore him so much you would hate him for how much enjoyment he took in putting you off balance. ‘As I say your Papa has so much responsibility and it has been weighing him down so perhaps you would help look after him tonight?’ 

‘Of course Papa,’ you practically whisper still in a slight daze from the shock of lust he inspired in you. ‘Whatever you want.’ 

‘Ah so good to me, I knew I could count on you.’ He is close enough to you now you can feel the heat from him and smell the traces of oil left over from his bath. He reaches for your waist easing you ever closer, his mouth dropping open and eyes widening as his cock comes into contact with you. You have to kiss him then, you are powerless to resist his plush lips parted for you so invitingly but you don’t allow your lust to over take you keeping them soft and fleeting even when his tongue tentatively meets yours. 

‘I think we need to get you out of these clothes first, si?’ He says as he pulls away sliding his hands down until he reaches the hem of your habit pulling it up slowly revealing your body to him. He helps lift it over your head, dropping it to the side then reaching around you making short work of removing your bra. He traces across your skin as he pulls it from you, knuckles grazing over your breast making you crave more of his touch but he just moves on to your underwear, sliding it down over your hips before taking your hand to help you balance as you step out of them. 

‘There now, I will go and get comfortable Cara, everything you need is in that box on the counter si? You just nodded at him dumbly needing a bit of time to gather your thoughts. He pressed a kiss to your hand without releasing you from his intense gaze before turning and leaving the bathroom. Now you knew it was there you could see the plug glinting as he moved. Just before he left the room he looked back at you over his shoulder catching you staring and smirking at you in satisfaction before closing the door behind him to give you some much needed privacy.

The air left you in a rush now you were alone. By now you should be used to his antics. It had been months since he first invited you to his bed yet every time he had a surprise for you. That's probably why you kept coming, why every time you found the notes left on your pillow your heart leapt and a shiver ran through you. He inspired such lust in you you couldn’t resist any of his ideas, not that you would want to if you could. What he wanted this evening though made you slightly nervous, you had never tried this before but what Papa wanted Papa got and this was no exception.

You approached the box and carefully lifted the lid. Looking down at the contents sent a thrill through you but you laugh to yourself at his strict adherence to his colour scheme. You shouldn’t have been surprised between his choice in décor and the plug he was already wearing but it made you laugh all the same. On the top of the box was a harness made of soft supple leather. The front piece was triangular and padded for your comfort you assumed and had straps attached to all three corners. The gold hardware shone in the candlelight as you tried to figure out exactly how to put it on. The other item in the box was cushioned either side by tissue paper and as you pulled it out you marvelled at how beautiful it was. 

It hardly resembled a real cock other than in size. You rolled your eyes to yourself, of course the vain bastard had chosen one almost exactly the size of his. You were almost surprised he hadn’t got an exact replica but as you admired it you understood why he had made his choice. From the flat base pronounced ribs spiralled from the bottom to the top enhanced by the marbled purple and black colouring it looked like it would feel amazing. You were slightly jealous he wouldn’t be using it on you but perhaps that was something you could ask about another time.  

The last item in the box was a sheet of heavy cardstock, embossed with his insignia, similar to the stationary that he sent with his summons for you. Curious you flipped it over and read his elegant scrawl.

‘Cara Mia, I understand that what I am asking of you is very out of the ordinary for us so if you are in any way uncomfortable please leave the gifts here, come to me and we will say nothing of it. If your interest is piqued however please put on the harness and come to me, and I will show you how to please your Papa! Whatever you chose you will still be Papa’s preferita xx’

You trace his swirling writing and smile to yourself. He is always so thoughtful in his requests. Although his desires are strong, your consent is always his first priority. You look back into the box running your fingers over the harness and the dildo then looking back at the message. It doesn’t take longer than a second for you to decide what you want.

Realising how long you had spent looking at it you started quickly fitting it together. You didn’t want to keep him waiting too long. You fasten the strap around your hips making sure it is secure on either side. Where the strap tightened between your legs the subtle friction stoked your already simmering arousal. You stepped back so you could see your reflection in the mirror. From the back the dark straps sat just under the curve of your ass making it look fuller, more defined but from the front it felt strange and slightly off balance. You laugh to yourself quietly and wonder if this is how men feel all the time and think perhaps this explains why some of them strut about the way they do.

 You look over yourself once more checking that all the straps are done up correctly then you turn away. After a deep breath to settle your nerves you grasp the handle and then open the door. He is laid out on the bed waiting for you, propped up by an abundance of pillows and with his legs spread enticingly. He watches you approach him through hooded eyes, continuing to stroke his cock languidly. When you watched him leave the bathroom he was hard but it was red and weeping now. 

‘I’m sorry to keep you waiting Papa. I think I could have done with some help getting this on.’ You say as you kneel up on the end of the bed. Shifting your hips forward to emphasise your point. He trails his eyes down your body slowly and it feels like a caress. Down your neck, across your breasts then down, down to the colourful dildo standing proud from the harness. 

‘Oh Cara mia..’ is all he manages before he beckons you towards him. You crawl your way up the bed until you are straddling him. He lets go of his cock in favour of grasping your hips and pulling you closer, his face now level with your stomach. He trails kisses across, nipping at your belly button as he goes, the featherlike presses tickling you and making your muscles jump. He works lower and lower, shimmying down beneath you until he can take the head of the dildo in his mouth, moaning as you shift your hips forward on instinct. He pumps up and down a few times before pulling off and letting it rest on his tongue and looking up at you. 

‘It seems you are a natural cara mia,' he murmurs before taking the shaft into his mouth once again, closing his eyes and losing himself in the act. You would never have expected this to be so arousing but every time he sinks down you feel a thrill of pleasure. He pulls off panting slightly and you feel him taking hold of his cock behind you once more. ‘It is time now Cara. I want you to fuck me.’ 

‘Yes Papa.’ Your voice is breathy and a shiver runs through you as he says it. This is a feeling you hadn’t experienced before, at least not like this. You almost feel like your instinct could take over and you could do exactly as he asks but you don’t really know what you are doing and the thought of him talking you through how he wanted you. His seductive voice explaining exactly how he wanted you to please him. How could you miss the opportunity? 

‘I’ll need your help Papa, tell me how to fuck you.’ He tips his head back moaning at your admission. 

‘Si Cara si. I will tell you exactly how to fuck your Papa.’ You crawl backwards until you are between his legs and he spreads them even wider giving you a full view of his cock and the plug, still firmly in place. You have to bite back a moan at the sight. ‘First you need to remove the plug. You must be slow and pull it out gently. I have been wearing it for some time now and it feels so good Cara, my body isn’t going to want to let it go.’ 

As he talks you can picture his asshole gripping the plug as you pull it out and you have to shake yourself back to reality as you realise you can watch it happen in reality if you follow his instructions. You start by placing your hand on his thighs using your thumbs to massage him as you inch your hands upwards. You reach for his cock first encouraging his hand away so you can continue with his slow teasing strokes. Then you reach for the plug gripping the base and twisting it slightly to feel the resistance. He sucks in a breath through his teeth, hands gripping the sheets, his reaction giving you the confidence to continue. 

You pull at it slowly continuing the slight twisting motion to help ease the movement. Your eyes torn between watching his face to look for any trace of discomfort and seeing the plug stretch him as you slide it further out. By the time it slides free he is writhing beneath you.

‘On the nightstand Cara, the bottle.’ He reaches for his cock again but you slap his hands away.

‘I thought you wanted me to fuck you Papa?’ He moans as you take a hold of his wrists and place them above his head. ‘Or are you too desperate to come already?’ In this position you can trail the tip of the dildo across him over his hips bones and up and down the length of his cock. ‘If you carry on like that you won’t last long enough for me to fuck you.’ He pouts up at you but doesn’t protest  and you attempt to pin him with a glare of your own not sure your eyes have the same intensity as his. You let go of his wrists and he keeps them in place so you finally reach for the bottle of lube.

He catches one of your nipples in his mouth as you lean over him, distracting you from your mission. He sucks gently teasing it to hardness before taking it between his teeth, applying just enough pressure to make you shiver before lavishing attention on the other. You lose yourself in his actions before catching sight of the bottle of lube and leaning the rest of the way to fetch it. He wines as you move out of his reach and can’t resist bringing his hands down to continue what his sinful mouth started, cupping you and grazing your now almost painfully hard nipples with his thumbs. Having finally grabbed the bottle you sit back on your heels to end his distraction and flip open the lid. 

‘Por favore Cara, let me.’ He takes the bottle from you and pours a generous amount into his palm. He rubs his hands together spreading the oil before reaching for the dildo with both hands coating it thoroughly. You start to pump your hips against the movement enjoying how it disappears into his first. Now he reaches for your hand and pouring more oil onto your fingers. ‘Now make sure I am wet for you.’ 

‘Fuck,’ you whisper feeling your own slick against the harness. You were entirely unprepared for how arousing this would be. You find his hole, breath catching as your fingers sink into him easily, still some stretch from where you removed the plug. 

‘Siiiiii,’ he hisses through his teeth. You ease your fingers in and out spreading the oil as thoroughly as you can. When you curl your fingers upwards he clenches around you moaning. ‘Oh Cara si, there.’ You smile to yourself that you found his sweet spot so easily. It is so satisfying seeing him come apart under you. ‘Stop, stop por favore. I'm too close,’ he begs so you relent, sliding your fingers out and get into position between his legs. 

You slide your hands up the back of his thighs mirroring the way he had spread you open in the past. You rest one leg against your shoulder and encourage him to hook the other around your waist. 

‘Comfortable Papa?’ He nods and you focus your attention on where you are about to enter him. You hold the base of the dildo steady so you can line it up but look up at him before pushing forward. ‘Like this?’ 

‘Si like that,’ you push slowly forward just letting the tip breach him. ‘Fuck Cara, more!’ You pull back slightly before pushing in further, grasping his hips to give you better leverage. You  repeat the motion until your hips are flush with him. He takes panting breaths as you move slowly, getting used to the feeling of thrusting into him. The harness is tightly secured but the movements still cause a pleasant friction and you can feel how wet you are. You couldn’t come from this but you were enjoying fucking him more then you ever imagined.

‘I’m ready Cara,’ he squeezes your wrist to get your attention. 'Move, por favore.' You roll your hips slowly watching his face trying not to pull out too far and interrupt your rhythm. There is resistance as he clenches around the dildo and you time your deliberate strokes of his cock as you bottom out inside of him, your other hand squeezing his hip and using the little bit of give you feel there as leverage. His breathing is fast and shallow. The only sounds coming from him are tiny desperate whines. 'Si Cara, just, like, that.'

As your confidence builds you shift your weight forward letting go of his cock for the time being. You lean forward and capture his parted lips in a sloppy kiss. He moans into your mouth as you suck on his tongue and start to increase the pace of your thrusts.

‘Ah you are a natural,’ he moans into your mouth. ‘Fuck your Papa so good Cara.’ You can’t stop the moan coming from you hearing him like this. You trail kisses down his cheek as you slide a hand into his hair encouraging his head back so you can get to his neck. You can’t fight the powerful urge to suck marks into his skin as you fuck him. Once satisfied with the trail of red you’ve left you look down between you to his straining cock where it smears precum across you both. He whines incoherently at the loss of even that friction as you sit back up.

From this position you can watch as you push in and out and you change to slow deep thrusts so you can appreciate how his asshole grips the texture of the dildo. You really hope he will use it on you one day. You look back up at him and he is watching you watch him through lidded eyes slowly pumping his cock in sync with your movements.  

‘Enjoying fucking your Papa, Cara?’ He somehow has enough sense left in him left to smirk at you, clearly pleased at how well his plan had worked. But you couldn’t deny your enjoyment. 

‘Yes Papa I do.’ He looks far too smug at your answer so you pin him with a series of hard thrusts at just the right angle to simultaneously make his eyes roll back in his head and shut him up. His legs tighten around your waist pulling you in closer so you brace your hands either side of him so you can increase the pace and utterly ruin him. He lets out sobbing breaths as each thrust bottoms out grasping at your hip then around to your ass the encourage you to go harder, faster while the other strokes his cock frantically. 

‘Are you going to cum for me Papa? Cum from me fucking you?’ You felt such a rush as you watched him get closer and closer. You were panting almost as much as him from the exertion but seeing him so close gave you the motivation to keep up the pace. 

‘Si, si,’ he cried, digging his nails into you. ‘Cara, si, sto per venire,’ his head was thrashing side to side and the muscles in his stomach were tensing along with your thrusts. ‘Si, por favore don’t stop!’ He was so close you could feel him tensing against the dildo and you know you only have to push a little bit longer. ‘Cara FUCK!’

As he comes he pulls you close keeping you still inside him as he rides it out come shooting up over his stomach and chest. His grip on you loosens so you grind your hips slowly easing him through the aftershocks. When he is ready he signals you to pull out squeezing your hip and pushing you gently and you take a moment to look over him wrecked and so so hot all because of you. His eyes slowly blink open catching you staring once again and a slow satisfied smile spreads across his still beautifully flushed face. 

‘Your turn now, Cara,’ he beckons you towards him, movements slow and lethargic.

‘It’s ok Papa, this was for you,’ you reach forward and stroke his cheek, his eyes closing momentarily as he leans into your touch but he fixes you with an intense look soon enough.

‘No please, let me.’ He grasps your hips pulling you up to straddle his chest. He undoes the straps at the back of your thighs, soothing your skin with his fingers where the leather has pressed in. He carefully moves to the straps around your hips, holding on to the front of the harness so it doesn't fall off and carefully drops it further down the bed. ‘Something to deal with later I think. I have much more pressing matters to attend to.’ 

‘Mmm Cara you really enjoyed fucking me eh?’ He runs the back of his finger, just grazing your folds and it comes back soaked in your slick. He sucks his finger into his mouth and you lose the ability to breathe for a second. It’s one of his favourite tricks but it still floors you every time, watching him relish your taste before he pulls you closer.

He teases you with the tip of his tongue, first tracing around the outside before following the lines of your folds, the barely there touch chipping away at your restraint. Just as you were about to break and just grind down against him he opens his mouth and forms a seal with his lips and sucks while using his tongue to press directly to your clit. You end up grabbing the headboard to keep yourself upright as he maintains the maddening suction as though he could pull your orgasm straight from you. 

‘Papa!’ You whine until he lets up, only giving you a moment before his tongue finds your entrance, sliding inside and groaning as you clench around him. He uses his grip on your hips to pull you down until you're fully sat on his face grinding your clit against him as his tongue works inside you. You're so close now your thighs are shaking and when he moves to suck your clit and circle it with his tongue at the same time it takes seconds before your orgasm hits you like a wave. The only thing keeping you upright is his iron grip on your hips and your fingernails digging into the headboard. 

As your head clears the only thing you can think about is lying down and he helps you shakily crawl down his body so you can get comfortable. You collapse against his chest but regret it immediately when you end up covered in both of your sticky bodily fluids. He laughs at the disgusted expression on your face and pulls you in for a kiss anyway. 

‘Ughh Papa, no! We need to clean up.’ His laughing subsides and he smiles at you softly. 

‘Shower with me Cara?’ You return his smile enjoying the thought of spending more time with him. 

‘Yes ok but no more funny business.’ You manage to pull another laugh from him and enjoy seeing him so relaxed. You prod his chest giving him a mock serious look and his laughter renews all over again and you can’t possibly keep your face straight. 

‘No funny business, I promise,’ He raises his hands attempting to look earnest but his eyes give away his continued mirth. He reaches for your hand though his expression softens to something more genuine. ‘And perhaps you would like to stay tonight?’ You try to keep the surprised look from your face at his request. Usually you spend some time luxuriating in the afterglow before he sends you off with a goodnight kiss and a promise for next time. Your heart starts beating a little faster at the implications of his question but you set it aside for now. 

‘I would like that.’ He says nothing else just takes your hand and leads you back towards the ensuite, to wear this unexpected but enjoyable evening began. The scent of the oil still lingered in the air sweet, sensual but with hidden depths, like the man who may have just stolen your heart.

[gacougnol]

ÉDOUARD BOUBAT

Your Friend, Ton Ami, Le tableau noir

ca. 1980.

[lisaalmeida]

Dis-moi, pour toi

Quelle est la couleur de l'amour

Est-ce le bleu du ciel

Comme ce fameux jour

Où nos âmes se sont reconnues

Et retrouvées pour toujours

Dis-moi, quelle est la couleur pour toi

Car, pour moi, l'amour

Ce ne sera jamais le noir du désespoir

Ni le gris de ceux qui n'ont rien compris

Ce sera blanc, aussi blanc

Que la pureté des sentiments

Que j'ai pour toi, oui crois-moi

Et notre amour sera éternel

Comme les couleurs de l'arc-en-ciel

Nous ferons un beau tableau

Qui rendrait jaloux Picasso

Je veux du rouge passion

Des rêves à l'horizon

Je veux pouvoir t'aimer

De mille et une façon

Je veux du bleu turquoise

Pour qu'on soit toujours en phase

Pour vivre dans l'extase

Dessine-moi l'amour

Je veux du rouge, du jaune

Dans mon coeur

Du bleu, du vert colorent mon bonheur

[jonathan-pradillon]

Tableau contemporain au couteau | Grand dégradé carré noir et blanc

Peinture réalisée au couteau à la peinture acrylique sur châssis en bois recouvert d'une toile tendue en coton 100%

Rebords du tableau peints à la peinture acrylique noire

Finition / Protection : œuvre vernie à la bombe aérosol brillante

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Format : 80 cm x 80 cm x 3,5 cm

Diagonale : 113,1 cm

Poids approximatif : 1,5 kg

Date de création : 04/2024

Artiste : Jonathan Pradillon Pièce unique Œuvre signée Certificat d’authenticité fourni Emballage soigné

Prix : 350 Euros.

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[mel-et-ses-histoires]

En ce moment je suis trop in love de ce tableau.

C'est un Caravage du 17 eme qui represente le super classique "la vierge et le petit Jesus" version "metaphore de la lutte contre le mal en écrasant le serpent" avec en arriere plan st Anne, patronne des palfreniers de Rome.

Alors deja les couleurs qui ressortent sur le fond noir j'adore. Mais saviez vous que ce tableau que ce tableau (qui ala base est une commande pour une basilique) a fait scandale et qu'il n'a pas pu etre exposé ?

Sauriez vous deviner pourquoi ?

[chicinsilk]

Christian Dior Haute Couture Collection Spring/Summer 1951. Catherine wears the “Tableau Final” grand gala dress. Black and white photo/colorized by Willy Maywald.

Christian Dior Collection Haute Couture Printemps/Été 1951. Catherine porte la robe de grand gala "Tableau Final". Photo noir et blanc/colorisée par Willy Maywald.