#monstrous lovers

[cor-ardens-archive]

You make love to me: like a leech: let me get away –

— Gottfried Benn, ‘Threats’, Selected Poems and Prose, tr. David Paisey

[gothabilly-kitty]

[toynbeees]

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u can choose from 4 guys - an android, werewolf, vampire & invisible man respectively. the mc is an investigator transferred to a new job in a new town!

then pls get urself the monstrous lovers demo and enjoy! the full game is out sometime this year and oh my gosh it looks AMAZING.

[cor-ardens-archive]

Know this: I live the days of a beast. I am a water-hour. At evening I am heavy-lidded like forest and sky. My love knows but few words:

all is beautiful about your blood.

My royal chalice! My roaming hyena! Come into my cave. Let us be bright-skinned. Until the cedar shadow ran across the little lizard: you – happiness –

I am ape-Adam. Roses bloom in my hair. My fore-flippers have grown long and hairy. Tree-branch lustful. From my mighty thumb you can hang down all day. –

I make love as a beast. In the first night everything is decided. We take in our teeth all we desire. Hyenas, tigers, raptors are my escutcheon. –

Now you move over water. So like a sail yourself. Fair-skinned. Cool in play. Yet bitter-red, the blood inside is dead, a cleft of screams your mouth. You, let us not land on a shore! You make love to me: like a leech: let me get away –

You are Ruth, cornstalks on your hat. Your back is brown from your Maccabee blood. Your brow is fleeing: you watched so long for Boaz across the almonds.

You carry them like a sea, not to let anything spilt in play wet the earth.

Now arm a look through your lids:

see: abyss nearing across a thousand stars, see: gorge, into which you must pour it, see: I. –

— Gottfried Benn, ‘Threats’, Selected Poems and Prose, tr. David Paisey

[cor-ardens-archive]

Green Snake, when I hung you round my neck and stroked your cold, pulsing throat                   as you hissed to me, glinting arrowy gold scales, and I felt                   the weight of you on my shoulders, and the whispering silver of your dryness                    sounded close at my ears—

Green Snake—I swore to my companions that certainly                     you were harmless! But truly I had no certainty, and no hope, only desiring                     to hold you, for that joy,                                                                   which left a long wake of pleasure, as the leaves moved and you faded into the pattern of grass and shadows, and I returned smiling and haunted, to a dark morning.

— Denise Levertov, ‘To The Snake’, With Eyes at the Back of Our Heads (1960)

[maneatergames]

We've updated Monstrous Lovers to implement achievements. Can you spot all the references in the names?

[inquietedixon]

Monstrous Lovers by Aurelio Voltaire cover

[demihorror]

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