Crush object: Joseph Gordon-Levitt (no Inception spoilers)

Today we have a treat from recent surprise sex-symbol Joseph Gordon-Levitt.  While filming a movie, or something, he was injured in a biking accident.  Because there is a God, he had the director take a short video and posted it on his tumblr, here (can’t embed).

(Warning: If squicked by blood, real-life injury, or Joseph Gordon-Levitt, DO NOT CLICK; however I’m guessing people here will not be bothered by any of these).

Anyone who has never experienced endorphin high or subspace, even gratuitously, would do well to watch this video for an example.  I’ve never fallen into space on account of a disgustingly high pain tolerance, but a surprise gash to the arm would probably convince my body to let some endorphins go.  Here, Gordon-Levitt smiles, giggles, babbles on about how “fucking cool” the “fucking gash in [his] arm” is.  He’s flying.  That really resonated with me as a kinkster.

I was turned on for obvious reasons.  I guess what I’m attracted to is the lack of shame or reticence in his bleeding profusely and having been injured.  The dominant injury narrative says that people who have been in this type of accident should be scared, quiet, introverted, humiliated, and want to do nothing more than forget the whole thing.  But Gordon-Levitt relishes his state, relishes his blood, his pain, speaks with the viewer and those around him, shows his wound shamelessly; unafraid.  That turns me on because of its rarity.

I found myself desiring to lick the blood from his arm, suck it from his fingers, as he smiles and giggles.  This is of note because I’ve never been one for blood play IRL or in fiction. (It doesn’t squick me, but it just never spoke to me.)  I want him to take me from that street corner, bring me to his hotel, and fuck me with a smile on the clean white sheets, his blood leaking everywhere.  Then I want him to take me to the ER to watch them clean the wound, to watch them stitch it.  I would press a tender kiss to the wound before they bandaged it.  Take him home and play with his hair as the endorphins wear down and he falls asleep.

Sun 15 Aug 2010 ETA:

When Christopher Nolan and his stunt director approached Joe about the role in Inception, they told him it would hurt. “I wanted to paint a grim picture of it,” Nolan says. “The worse I made it sound, the more Joe would grin.” There would be pain. There would be wire work—jumping and fighting in a Fred Astaire-ishly spinning room. Joe would need to wear elbow pads, knee pads, torso pads. Avoiding injury would require relentless training. “They were basically saying, ‘This will be really hard,’ ” Joe recalls. “And I said, ‘I will do anything at all, and I will never complain once.’ Chris just sort of smiled and said, ‘Get it in writing.'”

Nolan wasn’t lying. Joe went to England to shoot levitational hand-to-hand combat in a whirling tube set up in an old zeppelin factory, and “it was six-day weeks of just, like, coming home at night fuckin’ battered. Like you are after you play a hard game of football,” Joe says. “The light fixtures on the ceiling are coming around on the floor, and you have to choose the right time to cross through them, and if you don’t, you’re going to fall.” Nevertheless, there is no record of Joe bitching on the set. “The adrenaline,” he says, “was so nuts that I was like, ‘This normally would have hurt a lot, but let’s go again, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go.”

–Details:  “Joseph Gordon-Levitt Comes of Age”

Mmm-hmm?

Mon 16 Aug 2010 ETA:

So not only does he enjoy pain, but he enjoys things that are hard and rough and involve a harness.  …Please marry me.

Zachary Quinto in Emergency Room: Code Blue

Tue July 13: Edited post title: the game is called “Emergency Room: Code Blue,” not “Code Blue: Emergency Room.”  That does make more sense for a game title, but now it looks like ZQ is in the emergency room and coding, which is pretty distressing.  But the double-entendre is a little funny, so I’m going to leave it.

See, this is where my fetish gets weird.  Because as much as I originally posted these as a joke related to ZQ’s recognition with Fetish God status in this blog, I… *sigh*

I must admit it made me a bit squiggly in my pants.  I will now attempt to delineate why.  Pity me, as I am forced to watch them again and again.

I share an interest with Zach’s character here, although I can’t say I would ever think of taking it that far – I’m no pretender, like this character.  But I guess, growing up a less-than-robust child, I must say that hospitals and anything related to the medical profession makes me feel… safe.  Safe in an all-encompassing, bone deep way, like nothing could ever harm me.  I guess, partly due to my female anatomy and hormones (this is arguable, of course), feeling this safe is a real prerequisite to being aroused sexually.  I can kind of see a similarity in this two-minute character.  Clearly med stuff makes him safe and comfortable, and, then, aroused.

In the second vid, he has a line: “Thank you for taking such good care of me.”  Now, to have your, like, ultimate man-crush, even disguised in uglification gear, say that… wow.  Since the videos don’t show what the actual game-play looks like, it allows me to, erm, fill in some blanks, so to speak.  In essence, it opens the imagination to images of stripping down and gowning up Zachary Quinto, using all kinds of machines to tinker with his body, helping him sort of limp along in pain, squeezing his hand, stroking his skin where it hurts, and any and all activities that could fall under “taking such good care” of him.

There’s a reason why I keep this blog so tightly anonymous.

Update: Blind Dating

PROS: Chris Pine; a disability-savvy moment or two (a girl weeps through an entire date because she pities him so! His family is way too overprotective and never taught him anything, at all, about sex.); under 2 hours; Chris Pine hand porn (he feels a lot of stuff); Jane Seymour in a corset; Chris Pine hospital scenes; gowns; IVs; surgery; medical implants; oxygen mask shots; pain; writhing.

CONS: some ableist bullshit (A blind dude refusing to use a cane, or risking his health for true love, is so brave! And check out his Blind Guy Superpowers – watch him play sports!); some racist bullshit (What that Indian girl needs is a white man to teach her how to love, American style!); some sexist bullshit (Women, especially Blonde women, are stupid, so it’s ok to lie to them!  Forcing  a kiss on someone who is unconscious after surgery is not sexual assault, it’s true love – even if you had to sneak into his hospital room!); a Sassy Black Friend with Scary Black Friends; plot holes you could twist an ankle in (whatever happened to law school, Danny?); a ridiculous, contrived plot; romantic comedy tropes; toilet humour.

But, y’know, Chris Pine writhing in a hospital bed, in a gown, with bandages.

Rating: 4/4

Zachary Quinto: Fetish GOD.

So Zachary Quinto is what is known as a Fetish Fuel Station Attendant.  Plays a sociopathic mass-murderer?  Check.  Super-powers?  Check.  Bound and (not so) helpless?  Check.  Photographed in handcuffs?  Check.   Straightjacket?  Check.  Photographed and filmed doing insanely kinky shit with milk, such as making a man pour it on himself?  Check.  Wet and messy?  Check.  Filmed dressed as a goddamn clown (not my thing), then in a priest’s collar (definitely my thing)? Check, and check.  Pointy ears?  Check.  Erotic asphyxiation?  Check.   Gun kink?  For realsies, babe.  Whatever your thing is, ZQ has your kink covered. I thought I had pretty much seen it all, and then… this:

(Naked?) Wet ZQ + bandage

DID YOU SEE THE BANDAGES??  I sure did!  There is a god.   At least in the fetish world.

Mon Jun 14 2010: Edited to add straightjacket link above, and this still image of the above scene, where you can get a good look at the wound (and his body, of course).  There’s even a slight halo of bruising around it:

…And this earlier picture of Zach-as-Sylar waking up post-surgery in a makeshift hospital with IV (large image; click for full size):

So I’ve learned something new today: my fetish-or-whatever is very, very specific.  What I wouldn’t give to be the woman in this photo (except that, y’know, the character’s story doesn’t end so well).  I could easily spend hours just petting his bandage.  With clean hands, of course.

Elliot Stabler: bandage babe

So most Law & Order: SVU fans love the episode Wildlife (S10E07) because it shows the beautiful Chris Meloni in his underwear a lot.  And I liked that too.  A lot.  But you know what was even better about that episode?  Meloni’s character, Stabler, gets shot in the arm and chest, then gives us some devo/medfet/kegadoru fanservice (thanks colleen detroit for the screencaps):

Elliot Stabler in hospital gown and sling

Closeup of ripped stabler in gown and sling

Not quite kegadoru bandage babe, but close enough for me.

More bandages in bed

Nicer view from the side

If someone out there has a similar interest-or-fetish-or-whatever-it-is to mine, I would encourage you to watch the episode as it also shows a lot of pained groans and facial expressions.  Stabler, being the butch tough cop that he is, goes right back to work to catch the guys who did this to him.  Much groaning ensues.  I enjoyed the “play through the pain” aspect of this.  All in all, it was a pretty good devo fanservice episode.

The problem with Star Trek series, for example, is that they show a lot of hurt but in the next scene the person is fine thanks to 24th century medical technology.  I would have loved to see some delicious shots of Tom Paris, or Harry Kim, being cleaned up and bandaged.  I was extremely frustrated by the Voyager episode The Chute, for example, where Paris is shanked in prison.  There was some H/C, but because not much could be done for him in prison, it didn’t hit my kink just right.  Then, after being rescued, he’s just good as new.  No beds, no pain, no softness, no delicious bandages, crutches or casts.  Just, fine.

This episode had none of that, though; Stabler gets good old fashioned country medicine from the 21st century.  And I love it.