your monster boyfriend pinning you to the bed: oh, I am going to DESTROY your problems with self-worth. Let’s get you nice and comfy so I can fill you with hot affirmations
Sure we all love the rough vampire narrative, being treated like livestock gets our pussy's hard and our dicks wet.
But what about: therapy a himbo vampire who got turned by some asshole vampire and didn't even want to be one. Now he's trying to live a normal human life, still hanging with his bros, still playing football but he just seems to lose his connection with his former broskis because he can't keep down his fries and steak or any other normal human food.
One day he decides to sit with you at lunch. You're suprised but he explains that he's one of the losers know so he might as well sit with you. At first you're insulted but you don't mind his company and slowly you start to tolerate him. He protects you from bullies and you start to become actual friends.
One day you walk into him feeding of a human, he has pain in his eyes, thinking he lost you as a friend but you don't mind.
"Why don't you feed on me?"
"You're kidding right?"
"no it's fine, I kinda think it's hot"
"you're such a freak"
At first he's hesitant but he's hungry and starts drinking from you, you feel his fangs pierce your skin and a euphoric feeling fills your head, pure bliss.
With every drop of blood that leaves your body you feel stress leave your body as well.
"fuck that was amazing" you both smile at each other. With a secret like this between you, a friendship for life is forged.
that section from Catullus 51, translated into the visual by NeuralBlender; using four different delicious English language translations of the carmen, as shown below
1. and yeah, my limbs numb, feeling disappears, and then I black out, but what can I do? (trans.@catilinas )
2. tongue numbed; arms, legs melting, on fire; drum drumming; head-lights gone black (trans. Peter Whigham)
3. But the tongue is paralyzed, a fine fire spreads down through my limbs, the ears ring with their very own sound, my eyes veiled in a double darkness (trans. Rudy Negenborn)
4. my tongue is numbed, a keen-edged flame spreads through my limbs (trans. Leonard C. Smithers)
Gérard DuBois (French, b. 1968, Argenteuil, France, based Montreal, Quebec, Canada) - From his 2nd book Enfantillages released Oct. 14, 2015, in France, Drawings
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