#[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ]

[korinthiakos]

Bit of an open starter

"I must say, you are looking divine, almost good enough to eat."

#[ in character. — we kill to kill ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #( he wanna b i t e ) #open starter.

[korinthiakos]

starter call ( accepting ) | @ghostlyxserenade

The Corinthian wanders in, a hand in his pocket, the other pushing open the door to enter the shop. The nightmare lets out a hum, browsing the shelves before his attention landed on her. “Quite the shop you got here. Are you perhaps the owner?”

#[ thread. — you don't think dreams can die? let's find out ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #ghostlyxserenade #closed starter.

[korinthiakos]

ONE-LINER STARTER CALL. ( ACCEPTING !! )

"You shouldn't be here. Don't you have things to do? An entire collective consciousness to deal with?"

@thelordofthedreaming

#[ thread. — you don't think dreams can die? let's find out ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #thelordofthedreaming #closed starter.

[korinthiakos]

starter call ( accepting ) | @therelentless

"I was there in the dark when you spilled your first blood." The nightmare says with a smile, and not an innocent one either.

#[ thread. — you don't think dreams can die? let's find out ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #therelentless #( corinthian rn: :) ) #closed starter.

[korinthiakos]

"you’re just telling me something i already know."

(teethy-little-dream)

MISCELLANEOUS SENTENCE PROMPTS. ( accepting !! )

"Well, it won't hurt you to be told again, right? I'd hate to damage those delicate ears of yours."

#[ answered. — you called forth a dream ; you caught yourself a nightmare ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #teethylittledream

[korinthiakos]

The second Corinthian bites the first: clawing, tearing, snarling. They've both been warned against fighting each other by Dream already, but here they are.

The warning was lost, pushed back the moment the second bites at him. Nightmares becoming feral - lashing out, gnawing and sneering. He fought as best as he could, considering the strength between them made this an even fight. Though who was the strongest? It seems they may find out.

And soon a knife was brought out, produced from the inside of his white jacket. Corinthian holds the hilt, knuckles going white with how tightly he's gripping. Soon, the slashing would begin. "Keep fuckin' fightin', Little Wolf."

#[ answered. — you called forth a dream ; you caught yourself a nightmare ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #nightmarecountry #( always gotta put that meme up while they fight it just seems fair and it fits )

[korinthiakos]

starter call ( accepting ) | @peacereflected ( karma )

"Karma, right? Now, I'd ask what you're doing here, but I bet Destiny has a good grasp of where their creation is. Though, I rarely ever meet a different creation from a different Endless."

#[ thread. — you don't think dreams can die? let's find out ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #[ ooc. queue — and the timer starts . . . now! ] #peacereflected #closed starter.

[korinthiakos]

@eyeless-smiles has sent in this: ❝ Looks like you won. ❞ +Reverse (uwu) | Our muses are sparring and my muse ends up on top of yours, pinning them down. Send me  ❝ Looks like you won. ❞ for my muse’s reaction. ( accepting !! )

"——You bastard." The other murmurs with vague distaste. If they were humans, then he would be panting right now, exhausted. But both of them had quite the stamina; unmatched by mere mortals. A knife is currently underneath his chin. Corinthian absolutely hates losing, especially by the other who was like an equal match to him. Same design. But somehow the other managed to get the upper hand and made him lose his footing. Bastard. "Yeah, yeah. You won. Gonna stab me now?"

#[ answered. — you called forth a dream ; you caught yourself a nightmare ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #eyelesssmiles #( he'll eventually get him b a c k )

[korinthiakos]

👅 [ dream fucking PRYING something out of corinth's mouth like when your cat starts eating plastic]

send 👅 to put fingers in my muses mouth. ( accepting !! )

The Corinthian's mouth was no match for Dream's fingers. They were shoved in deep - exploring a dangerous maw. ( Though to Dream, it's probably just a typical tuesday. ) The nightmare's mouth was open, but the Corinthian began to bite down onto the fingers. Not like Dream cared. There's resistant, wanting whatever was in his mouth to stay in his god-damn mouth!

Two other mouths hissed - sneering, a crease forming in the middle of his brows as he furrows them. Dream pried his mouth more like their fingers were the Jaws of Life. Rescuing an eyeball. It's not a Dreamer's. No. It might be perhaps a creation's eyeball. Like the eyeball, Dream's fingers were covered in what looks like to be blood and spit.

Corinthian yanked his head back and narrows his eye mouths. "I was gonna give it back ... eventually."

#[ answered. — you called forth a dream ; you caught yourself a nightmare ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #wildscratch #( too lazy to format ) #( dream just: corinthian what do you have in your mouth?????? ) #( corinthian @ that: my tongue that you graciously crafted for me. what else - and just runs off )

[korinthiakos]

"Why does Sleipnir call you babygirl?" //hernameischris

Send my muse "why does [NAME] call you babygirl?" for their reaction! / accepting!      

“Did you overhear that?  He’s testing the waters.  Anyway,  we shouldn’t have this discussion.  I’ll bribe you with a milkshake so you don’t say anything about it.  All right?” 

#[ answered. — you called forth a dream ; you caught yourself a nightmare ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #hernameischris

[korinthiakos]

starter call ( accepting ) | @peacereflected ( hope )

“Well, I had hope you wouldn't be here, but then again, I'm merely just sayin' that for the sake of the pun. I hope you're not here for the sake of your sibling.”

#[ thread. — you don't think dreams can die? let's find out ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #closed starter. #peacereflected #[ ooc. queue — and the timer starts . . . now! ] #( had to make that pun skfjskfjskf )

[korinthiakos]

-steps on his face-

"You don't need to use me as a stepping stool, use an actual stepping stool."

#[ answered. — you called forth a dream ; you caught yourself a nightmare ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #( u bully him - he bullies back ) #princguard

[korinthiakos]

@postguilt has sent in this: He’s genuinely trying to strangle him. It didn’t seem that way at first when he had given in to Corinthian, letting him get close. They almost kissed, Miecz guiding him back until he sat. Then he was on him, pressing him down, trying to strangle the life out of his nightmarish body.

He almost had it—— that kiss, something that would probably not quench his hunger, on the contrary, it would unleash something carnal within him. Corinthian was guided back, and for a moment, the nightmare had fallen for what Miecz had planned. The Corinthian welcomed the hands, thinking nothing of it until the tightness arrived. Hands pressed against skin; an ironclad hold around his throat. And the Corinthian choked—— a broken-like rasp had escapes him, choking, the air refusing to enter his throat. His own hands had reached for Miecz's wrists. Slapping them. Smacking them. His head is lolling back. His sunglasses skewed on the bridge of his nose; hair dishevelled. He could feel Miecz's weight on him. The Corinthian's continued to choke, tried to bring in air. But the force was not allowing him the luxury. And soon, after a while, the Corinthian's noises die down. Just silence. Eye mouths not moving, still like a statue.

And laughter broke through, a loud kind of laughter that barks out from smiling lips. It was all fake. The Corinthian wasn't strangled to death; it was impossible. The Corinthian didn't need air. Instead, the Corinthian faked it so he could watch what the Profiler's reaction would be. To be a witness to Miecz's deepest darkest desires.

"I can't—— Oh fuck, I can't believe this." The Corinthian's laughter gradually dies down, but his hold on Miecz's wrists tightens. "Fuck, bruise me while you're at it."

#[ answered. — you called forth a dream ; you caught yourself a nightmare ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #postguilt #( he's so amused rn at this ) #( also the corinthian vc: if ur trying to kill me just snap my neck ) #strangulation tw

[korinthiakos]

i think i might always be in some kind of love with you. [ from destruction ]

RANDOM QUOTES FROM TUMBLR PROMPTS (3/?) ( accepting !! )

There's a laugh that just awkwardly rips out from his throat. Love was a strong word; it held weight. It weighed heavier than hate. ( Do not tell anyone that Corinthian fears this love - a kind of devotion that could horribly go wrong with who he is. )

He waits for Destruction to say syke or something, but it never comes. "This is your cue to say syke. Say syke right now." He ignored how his glass heart was pounding so hard in his ribcage. "...Syke...?" Oh, god. "What do you mean: You... might always be in some kind of..." His words trail off. The word is too heavy on his tongue. He can't say it. "You know what I mean."

#[ answered. — you called forth a dream ; you caught yourself a nightmare ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #peacereflected #( me immediately replying to this knowing what corinthian's reaction is ) #( corinthian: say syke. where's the cameras. is this a prank. are u pranking me with now )

[korinthiakos]

@narratiologist has sent this in: [ CORINTHIAN II ] : ❝ All that matters is that you’re all right. ❞ ( The Second, despite being irritated at the First's continuous needs for the kills, can not help but be worried for him after his murder plan almost went south. They can certainly use some ice cream treats after all of this mess. ) ♡ | you (season 4) starters. ( accepting !! )

With a flourish, the rag was out to slide across the bloodied blade. All that matters is that you're all right. What a laugh. It went well in the end, did it not? The Corinthian's plan went south, but it's the kill that counts. We do not kill for profit; we kill to kill. Those words rang true, and perhaps the other needs to re-learn from their past.

"Don't get soft on me now. If I bleed, I'll bleed. It's a choice to bleed blood than sand. It takes years for you to emulate the feeling. But it's somethin'. Come on. You want ice cream? My treat. Well. This fella's treat. He had some coupons."

#[ answered. — you called forth a dream ; you caught yourself a nightmare ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #narratiologist #( !!! ) #( i'm trying to remember what thing we had so long ago ) #( second corinthian got stuck with the first corinthian right??? )

[korinthiakos]

“ah, fuck it” //my mood rn LMAO

Send “ah, fuck it” to shove my muse up against a wall for a surprise kiss 👀 ( accepting !! )

Corinthian does not even complain. On the contrary, the Corinthian would encourage this greatly. To be shoved against the wall and to feel the desperation of one's kiss roughly pressed to his lips. Hands rake up through the other's hand; grasping at what he could grab, keeping him there as his tongue lashes out, eating up what he could. He might even bite Morgan's lips in an attempt to feign at consuming him. God. Corinthian was hungry.

"Someone's in the mood right now." The Corinthian adds, now parting away to have some room to speak.

#[ answered. — you called forth a dream ; you caught yourself a nightmare ] #[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ] #witchaotics #( i'm finally answering stuff while also just-- testing out something )