#tbd; Corinthian

[inquisitivelydamned]

Send ★ to pin my muse to the wall ((with a knife to Crowleys neck for extra effect uwu))

Staring straight into dark sunglasses that mirrored his own, he said nothing at first. Not even when the knife was pressed against his throat. The cool blade touching his skin. "Not the smartest thing to do. Could get yourself in a lot of trouble trying to off a demon." Crowley's voice was calm, though he would be rightfully pissed if anything happened to his body. He liked this one. Had it for over 6000 years. It was too difficult to get a new one. "So much paperwork and I would not care for it." Teeth gritted together, emphasizing his distain.

#eyeless-smiles #well hello! #answered #thank you for the ask! #tbd; Corinthian

[corignem]

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#more muses to be officially added since i never did tag drops etc for them: #desire. corinthian. some bridgerton muses once i finally finish #honestly tho the brainrot focus rn is both my novel stuff. vampires (lestat in particular) and the endless bbs #it's a beautiful lil hole to be in #also without a doubt will add charles from dead boys detectives once i finish it bc YES #tbd

[leschanceux]

@eyeless-smiles wanted a starter! -

"it's you," death blinks at her brother's creation, his dark glasses hiding his secret. she knows, though; she's seen the aftermath of his visits to the human realm, has had to lead many recently eyeless and deceased people to their afterlife after they've come across the corinthian since dream had disappeared. "i don't suppose you'd care to share --- why the eyes?"

#eyelesssmiles #THREAD; ( DEATH ) #WITH; ( THE CORINTHIAN ) #VERSE; ( TBD )

[stankycowboy]

I declare today Corinthian day. Severen...how did they all find you, and why. You poor, stupid creature. You have one horrible trauma and now all the nightmare monsters are trying to get into your skull. Somehow I think this is simply Wilds' fault.

#✘ ooc. #tbd. #( my queue is just Corinthian responses. RIP one cowboy. )

[ketavinsky]

*through grit teeth* shut up about how cool you think you are. Shut Up

#more wip of miscellaneous fic for the corinthian #this fic is uh . actually overwhelmingly about music festivals . #dellete #cool. cool cool cool #oh man i need ai need a coffee #tbd

[secondhandmckie]

"Today could be that day. But it won't be, will it?"

[ it's give molly nightmares time I'm so sorry. FACE YOUR FEAR OF INADEQUACY ]

Nightmare Time

It takes so few words, but the moment they hit her ear, Molly is a child again. She doesn't simply feel like a child--she's returned to childhood, standing in the hallway with her favorite stuffed toys. He promised he'd be back; a sort of off-handed second thought that to a young girl means the world. And she clung to it, watching the front door...the one that never opens.

"It could be." Says a woman's voice, though it lacks necessary conviction to end the dream here.

Instead, she grows up in a blink. This time, Molly is wandering the hallways of her former school. She offers a smile to a group of kids her age, but the look she receives is anything but welcoming. It only makes the anxiety worsen. Is it better to be noticed and disliked, or not noticed at all?

"It could be." Says the woman's voice again, and it breaks, hoarse with emotion.

It feels like falling from a great height, and hitting the fencing all over again. It looks like seeing "friends" continue to run off without a glance back in her direction, as she bleeds and falls unconscious. It tastes salty on her tongue as she feels her uncle's shame and disappointment.

"It could be!" The woman wails.

It sounds like a slamming door, as her heart breaks all over again. She wonders what the point of piecing it together again is, when the pieces never quite fit the way they're meant to. She wants to reach for the doorknob, because maybe through the door she might find answers. Purpose. But once again, she doesn't. She's never once opened the door, for as long as she's had this nightmare. Maybe she wants to keep herself inside. Maybe it's to keep what's out there, out.

Today could be the day she makes a difference. But it won't be.

#;the corinthian #nightmarecountry #v; tbd #THISSSSSS HURT A LOT HONESTLY #FEARS AREN'T ALWAYS TERROR #OPEN THE DOOR MOLLS

[gabessquishytum]

thinking again about long term chastity... dream's locked hob in a chastity belt before, and hob loves it, but not as much as he loves dream appearing in his flat, bending him over the nearest horizontal surface, and fucking into his cunt without even saying hello first. so it's never something they've played with for very long. but dream has some task coming up that'll keep him from seeing hob for at least a year, maybe longer, so they decide it's a perfect time to lock hob up for a good long time.

as part of his preparations, dream asks the corinthian to check in on hob every once in a while. which the corinthian agrees to immediately, because he's been asked to do that before -- and it normally means checking in on dream's poor little slut and seeing if he needs some attention, which the corinthian is always happy to give. so, imagine his disappointment when he stops in and finds hob turned on and desperate to be fucked... and throughly locked away.

and sure, he could fuck hob's throat, and maybe he does on that first visit. but it's not quite what he wants, so the next time he comes prepared. the belt means it wouldn't even be comfortable to fuck hob's thighs, rubbing against the metal of the belt wouldn't be fun, but that doesn't mean hob's entirely useless. and he's so pretty when he realizes what the corinthian's planning, teary-eyed but so sweetly obedient as he holds the fleshlight nice and tight between his thighs. and hey, if the corinthian made it in the dreaming, maybe it's modeled on hob's pussy -- the corinthian makes a point of showing it to hob first, telling him that if he can't get at hob's holes then the least hob can do is be a good slut and give him something pretty to look at.

and hob certainly does that. the corinthian tells him how good his pussy feels, how nice and tight and wet he is, and all hob can do is keep his thighs tight and whine and cry with how badly he wants to be fucked. maybe if does a good enough job tbd corinthian will take pity on him and play with his nipples after -- it won't be enough to make him come, but it's the only thing he can do until dream gets back.

-🐈‍⬛

HNNNNGG

Hob having to hold a fleshlight designed to be a replica of his own locked up cunt is just..... its so cruel and perfect and I absolutely adore it. I love the idea of Cori chuckling to himself as he sits in the dreaming and makes this perfect replica, knowing that Hob is going to cry SO much when he finds out. He'd better not cry too hard though, because Cori wants him to stay nice and still and keep the toy squeezed perfectly between his thighs. That's his function, and if he's a bad little object and doesn't behave, he'll have to be disciplined. Cori doesn't want Dream to come home and find a disobedient slut waiting for him.

Imagine Hob struggling to keep the toy there between his thighs. Every time Cori pulls out, the fleshlight slips even as Hob tries desperately to cling on. Every time he drops it, Hob gets a firm spanking to the back of his thighs, and that only makes it more difficult to do his job! Hes humiliated, aching and shaky as Cori takes his pleasure and gives absolutely nothing in return. He can't even run to Dream and claim that Cori is being mean to him! He just has to squirm and suffer.

Cori does cuddle him after, and tells him that he's such a pretty little object, a good little toy holder. As Hob cries and clings on to Cori, he gets the pleasure of entering subspace and feeling like he can just float there for a while. Of course, he can't wait for Dream to get back... but maybe Cori isn't the worst alternative <3

#🐈‍⬛ anon #the sandman #hobrinthian #dreamling #nsft #cw objectification

[conradrasputin]

Iconic, bunny leading me here changed my life, put me on the Harris verse

I respect it, and I think it's fair that I'm not as close since I wasn't at the inception, mind you of course it's f**king hot to me

another bunny induced addiction, boydverse forever, altho since being on my own, def leaning more to stavierverse multi film shipping

ah, now I have context; him and the ben are my fav lookers, and I know Jesper has a love interest (?), but I will also most likely ao3 jesper/kaz, since they looked good together in gifs lol that's all I need, will def watch one day

saw this show through gif osmosis and clips, just hot people (to me) galore, but only in the way I liked lol, I look forward to Oberyn/Corinthian au, Robb's a bottom, I'd have had Khal Drogo involved in so much more (in bed), and so much more tbc

Otto my entry point of course, but they got some of my favs there, I know they mess up my man Paddy but I'll fix that, but anyway the fact that I enjoy the platinum blondes topping the brunettes may be controversial

#iconic #forever

again, my vers appreciation wins no matter what, but I have strong suspicions my peers here love Billy getting the cream filling

tbd, the main supporter is gone 😭 I should watch this and read 'howl' tho

I'll prob never proper go here, but he was universal bottom coded to my brain, what can I do, our brains decide for us 😩

It's such a joy/honor to be in league with you for this 😭

#panickcontent

[arrowpusher]

(Alternative Universe) Wedding Day

It’s a difficult feeling for everyone--thinking about what was supposed to have happened. But I really do think that the pandemic has helped me grow in many ways, and who knows, I may be better off in this current present and future than I would have been in the alternative universe.

In an alternative universe, I would have been married. The weather turned out absolutely perfect: crisp fall air in the morning, a warm and sunny 80 degrees afternoon, a comfortable breeze in the evening, clear blue skies with wisps of clouds. I would have had gorgeous photos, and the day would have been memorable in every respect. I could see my friends and family smiling and laughing, I could see our awkward cute first dance, I could see us running around to perfect last-minute details, Maybe it’s because of all the wedding planning, but I can envision in vivid detail how everything would have turned out, as if I were watching my own wedding highlights video.

But instead, it was just another day with routines. I went to work. There was a code and the patient didn’t make it. I adjusted chemo timing for daylight savings. Someone appreciated my lit review and recommendation on dialysis dosing for an ALL regimen.  I said a bittersweet goodbye to a coworker who was moving across the country. I picked up izakaya food and matcha tiramisu for dinner. I finished watching Goblin, and the ending was so good that I cried (I’m glad that was the only time I’ve cried in recent times!) Now I’m catching up on emails and writing this blog post. Meanwhile, wedding planning material is sitting on my bookshelf, and the emails are in my inbox, half rescheduled to a postponed date, the other half TBD without any binding contract.

These two outcomes could not have been more different, yet when I think about it, everything is just the same. The people around me, my daily life, and everything that is most important are all the same. 

When I think deeper, I wonder if things are even better than they would have been. Sometimes I feel like weddings are expensive curated fairytales that gradually unravel back to reality. But now that I’m getting through COVID era life with all its challenges, I feel better equipped to handle the roller coasters and lemons in life. 

When we do get married, I will definitely be more mature person. I will know better how to love myself and how to love others. I will not freak out when one little detail does not go as planned, but rather adopt a more growth mindset. I will not get stuck on believing in linear paths; instead, I will know how to use curveballs to my advantage. After all, nothing is black and white... every alternative universe comes at an opportunity cost, and every unexpected turn has a silver lining.

Corinthians 13:4-8

[leschanceux]

@korinthiakos asked for the corinthian to kiss hob's temple -

the lips that brush against the thin skin at his temple, so close to his eye ( which twitches a little --- just a flutter, really ) feel almost like a threat. perhaps it's human instinct; perhaps something else. either way, hob is incredibly uncomfortable with the tiny gesture. "it's--- it's nice to see you again."

#korinthiakos #THREAD; ( HOB ) #ANSWER; ( HOB ) #WITH; ( THE CORINTHIAN ) #VERSE; ( TBD )

[secondhandmckie]

"Would you kindly," says the nightmare sweetly, "gut that fellow for me?"

"Would you kindly..?" Meme

The compulsion hits her before the words do, and Molly looks to the knife in her hand. Had she picked it up? Had he placed it there? It hardly mattered as she gripped the handle tighter, firm and sure in her palm.

There wasn't really a question of if she wanted to do it, because the answer would of course be no. She wasn't a killer...not like this. She wasn't...this wasn't her. But she stepped forward regardless.

Her heart racing in her ears had thankfully stifled the screaming. The blood is already drying on her hands, sticky and cold.

And then thankfully, mercifully, she wakes up. Molly's shooting up in bed, scanning the darkness of the room for a body--trembling hands searching one another and the rest of her form for any sign of crimson. Again, there is none. And even if reality has determined that it had all been a vicious Nightmare...sleep won't return to her. Hell, maybe for a while.

#;the corinthian #nightmarecountry #v; tbd #tw; blood

[leschanceux]

@korinthiakos asked “Looks like barbeque sauce, smells of death.” -

"that's... very oddly specific," hob tries not to grimace at that particular description, as disgusting as it sounds ( he won't be adding it to the list of things he'd willingly put in his mouth, thank you ). "do you... eat that often, then?"

#korinthiakos #THREAD; ( HOB ) #ANSWER; ( HOB ) #WITH; ( THE CORINTHIAN ) #VERSE; ( TBD )

[secondhandmckie]

corinthian: ‘ it is remarkably easy to buy an axe in central london. ‘

In the Meme Vault

"Okay, but should you, though?" Molly's eyes are wide, and glancing around just in case someone should overhear them. Did she actually care? No. It was more that she was concerned with how many people may be milling about if he just...happens to have brought an easily-purchased-axe with him. For some fucking reason.

"Besides, that seems like it wouldn't be your style. Not precise enough, y'know? I'm just saying..."

#;the corinthian #betterdcyz #v; tbd

[secondhandmckie]

corinthian: “You’re scared of that, aren’t you?”

In the Meme Vault

"I'm not scared of anything, buddy." Was the immediate response, though the words seemed to be more a function of autopilot than of actual feeling. Of course she was scared of it; claustrophobia and arachnophobia were bad enough on their own, but to blend the two? Her skin crawled. Molly was almost certain he could hear her heartbeat, with how it pounded against her ribs.

He didn't need to know that. Didn't deserve to see vulnerability, and something told her he'd enjoy it just a little too much.

The vast hall was long and dark, but the traces of light behind them illuminated the strands of webbing just at the entrance. It was made to scare her. It was a challenge, wasn't it? Molly wet her lips, attempting to stamp down nerves.

"Why am I going through first? Are you scared of it?"

#;the corinthian #betterdcyz #v; tbd #context who #also hi! #tw; claustrophobia #tw; arachnophobia #oops I forgot to do the tws