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Some Corinthiel doodles for @windsweptinred ! I hope these help your recovery time by giving you some Smiles 🫶🏻😊
(I know I showed this one before but thought I’d post it anyway:)
Had to put in some dandelions of course
Hope you like them!
#my art#corinthiel#dreamling#daniel hall#the corinthian#the second corinthian#dream of the endless#dream!daniel#morpheus#hob gadling#the sandman#endless heirs AU#Corinthian bros AU#honestly it’s a mix of those and comics but yeah
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the second corinthian being a personified nightmare the best dad in the comics
#we love a *killer* dilf#i love the second corinthian so much i cant tell you#the sandman#sandman#the sandman comics#the sandman comics spoilers#the corinthian#the second corinthian#daniel hall
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'Mine'
@bobbole my dearest partner in all things Corinthiel, your festive gift. 🤍💚
I drew inspiration from Idylle by William-Adolphe Bouguereau. The moment I saw it, the possessive adoration of the pose made me immediately think of the boys!
Anywho, I hope you like it. 😊
#corinthiel#corinthian x daniel#the corinthian#the second corinthian#daniel!dream#daniel hall#the sandman#Fanart#My artwork#My pen and ink scribbles#My digital art#Festive gift exchange
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creating the second corinthian: in which I have a lot of emotions
#rat.exe#Included the panel from Nightmare Country purely because you can see that background scene#sandblogging#the corinthian#the second corinthian
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Looking back on this scene, I found delightfully ironic that the Corinthian chuckles when the Good Doctor calls him "the current Corinthian," not knowing that, in fact, he IS the current Corinthian!
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!!Sandman comics spoilers!!
Proceed with caution!
I am once again thinking about how they let the Second Corinthian babysit a literal child… that shit was so fucking funny
Imagine you’re a horrifying nightmare with literal teeth for eyes and your boss sends you to pick up his kid from daycare💀
#like sir#i wouldn’t recommend#leaving your child with a serial killer#sandman#the sandman#sandman comics#dream of the endless#the corinthian#the second corinthian#daniel hall#matthew is there
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If I had a nickle for every mouth eyed gay boy I feel for I'd have two nickles. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice.
Also after Jet's player left a cursed comment on this pic on twitter I'm like "well I guess I'm shipping the gays with eyes for mouths now" so I guess I'll be doing more art of them...
Ah who am I kidding I love drawing yotes and I love drawing the Corinthian. Might have to restrict the saucier stuff to FA though.
#gnollplaying games#cape escape#jet#the corinthian#the second corinthian#the sandman#monster boy#gay gay homosexual gay
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Nightmare Country #5
I ship them in every permutation, honestly.
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a collection of cory memes i made this week on twitter. the first image that simultaneously 1) i would never ever make with just the context of the comic's canon, and 2) makes no sense in the current context of the show. enjoy.
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The Sandman Universe: Nightmare Country # 1 by James Tynion with art by Yanick Paquette (2022-) The Sandman Universe created & curated by Neil Gaiman
#the sandman corinthian#Corinthian#the second corinthian#dream sandman#sandman#the sandman#nightmare country#the sandman universe#the sandman neil gaiman#neil gaiman
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Ending up doodling another Corinthian Bros AU thing, had the image of the moment Cori 1 realizes he actually likes having Cori 2.0 around, after he almost loses him when they go up against an enemy or something
#my art#corinthian bros AU#the corinthian#the second corinthian#sandman#the sandman#corinthian#neil gaiman#dream of the endless#since Cori mentioned him#and he’s always in the background for these two and their motivations
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look. this fic started as crack taken seriously except now it's getting longer than a one-shot and we haven't even reached the crack yet. so i'm posting a snippet to like. encourage myself to finish it.
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One thing has proven consistent in Matthew’s life, both as a human and as a raven to Dream of the Endless: changes in management are never smooth. It doesn’t matter how much you plan in advance, it doesn’t matter whether the new boss is qualified—things are gonna go sideways, at least until everyone adjusts.
Don’t get him wrong, Matthew doesn’t doubt that Morpheus did everything he could to ensure the Dreaming’s wellbeing before the Kindly Ones came for him. But jeez. Daniel Hall was a toddler just a few months ago and now he’s the next Dream King. Which Lucienne keeps telling Matthew isn’t quite right: the boss isn’t gone, the Endless are their functions, in some cosmic-fate sense Daniel was always already going to be Dream, yada yada.
Matthew doesn’t buy it. He went to the wake. He gave his tribute.
The kid is all right. But Matthew can’t shake the memory of him clutching the emerald at his throat, the echo of that familiar deep voice cracked down the middle. I am afraid. Hard to hold anything against him—he couldn’t have known what he was signing up for, and this ain’t exactly the kind of job that attracts volunteers. Still…the newness is unsettling. The realm feels like it’s on edge, waiting with bated breath to see what happens.
Which is how Matthew finds himself in search of a delinquent Nightmare.
The Corinthian, Dream tells him, has not shown up to work for the past several days. Dream doesn’t use those words, says failed to perform his function with a kind of detached precision like he’s reading from a script. It makes Matthew feel a little sick, though he’s ashamed to admit it: Morpheus’ words in an unfamiliar mouth.
He ignores that for the more pressing question: “He’s back in the Waking World?”
“No, he has not departed the Dreaming.” Dream’s brow furrows in transparent concern. Weird weird weird to see an identifiable emotion on that face—at least, one that isn’t annoyance or resignation. “I would know what he is doing, if not attending to dreamers.”
“Can’t you—I dunno—check in? You’re the boss.”
What Matthew doesn’t say is, that bastard promised me a reprisal. What he doesn’t say is, I heard Lucienne say he was supposed to be your masterpiece, but he gives me the creeps.
Morpheus would have heard these unspoken protests and said, You don’t need to like him to fulfill your duty to me. This Dream frowns and says quietly, “I don’t know that he would welcome my intervention.”
And that’s new, Dream taking into account someone else’s feelings, particularly one of his creations whose past incarnation—pardon the French—royally fucked him over. Then again, Daniel would have known the Corinthian as a protector of sorts. Maybe he’s feeling a residual fondness, that kernel of humanity come back to haunt the rest of them.
The thought makes Matthew sad. He ruffles his wings. “Yeah. Yeah, all right. I’ll fly around, see whether I can find him.”
Dream doesn’t give him any hints about direction, but Matthew figures it can’t hurt to swing by the Corinthian’s house. Well, “house” is a generous term for the architectural Kleenex box where the nightmare chooses to reside, as close to the shoreline as Dream would tolerate. Matthew wasn’t around to know whether it’s a relic of the first Corinthian, but he thinks it’s an eyesore regardless.
He swoops in through an open skylight. The place is too fucking massive for just one person, in his opinion, so it might take him awhile to search—
“Hey, birdie.”
Matthew lets out a croak of surprise and banks to land on something that might be a side table, might be a piece of driftwood enlisted for Aesthetic Purposes™. The Corinthian is sitting cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by skeins of colorful thread. Instead of a knife, he’s got a needle pinched between his fingers, which he’s stabbing into…surprisingly not a body, but a piece of fabric stretched across some kind of wooden hoop.
“Man, what the fuck,” says Matthew.
“You’re the one who came here uninvited,” the Corinthian says with a shrug. He resumes the stabbing. Matthew can make out the vague outline of something that might be a duck, embroidered in grey and orange thread. It’s got a knife in its beak. “What are you doing here, anyway?”
“Delivering an HR report.”
“That’s a lie, Lucienne wouldn’t talk to me even through a middleman.”
“It’s from our mutual boss.”
“The Dream King?” The Corinthian frowns. “What’s he want?”
“For you to do your job, apparently.”
“I’ve been doing my job.”
“Uh, no, you haven’t. Not in the past week or two.”
If the Corinthian were a normal human being, Matthew would say the expression that passes over his face is guilt. The fine lines around his mouth(s) tighten, his eye teeth grind together in a gesture that might be glancing from side to side. But then the Corinthian refocuses on his embroidery project. “Well, tell him not to get his panties in a twist. I’ll be on the clock tonight.”
“If you want PTO—“
“—we don’t actually get paid—“
“—you gotta talk to Lucienne—“
“—I know, I know, submit the requisite forms, blah blah blah—“
“—and not just fuck off on your own, I mean, you of all people should know that.”
The Corinthian tilts his head. Something about the motion makes Matthew’s feathers stand on end. “Me of all people?”
“Well. Yeah.”
“No, no, birdie, why don’t you say what you mean.” The Corinthian flips the needle over his fingers and it transforms into knife. “Tell me how I’m special.”
Matthew lets out a nervous kraw, spreading his wings. “Man, you’re on thin fucking ice, you think Dream is gonna be chill about you killing another one of his ravens?”
“Alex Burgess shot Jessamy.”
“Because you made sure she was cut off from the Dreaming.”
“That wasn’t me.”
“Close enough.”
“Really? You think the current Dream King is close enough to Morpheus?”
Matthew shuffles from one foot to the other. He ought to take flight, tell Dream that he found the Corinthian and his lord’s former masterpiece has taken up arts and crafts. Let Dream decide what the punishment for that offense is. But he feels the need to protest, to prove his loyalty. Maybe because he’s the New Guy (if not as new as the latest incarnation of the boss). Maybe because the Corinthian doesn’t get to question his commitment to the job.
He says, slowly, “He’s Dream of the Endless. That’s all there is.”
The Corinthian barks out a surprised laugh. “Guess you’ll stick around,” he murmurs cryptically, and the knife is a needle again. He lowers that awful not-gaze back to his embroidery hoop. “You can tell our Lord Shaper that his renegade hammer will be back to pounding nails tonight.”
“Was that an innuendo? It felt like it wanted to be an innuendo.”
“What doesn’t?” The Corinthian’s smile is all teeth.
Matthew ignores that. “So is this what you’ve been doing while AWOL? Making home decor?”
“What’s it to you, birdie?”
“I dunno, seems out of character. Shouldn’t you be plotting murder?”
“Maybe I’ve been slipping into the Waking World.”
“Nah, you aren’t stupid. You wouldn’t be that obvious about it.” Matthew pauses. “Besides, Dream said you hadn’t left the Dreaming.”
“So he is keeping tabs on me.”
“You’re dreamkin.”
“Yeah, veritable tracking chip built right in.” The duck is gaining feet, bright flashes of color making a pantomime of long strides. “Like knowing where your right hand is.”
“Does it bother you?”
“Would it bother you?”
“Not really. I mean, it doesn’t. When the boss rides along. Uses my eyes or whatever. Feels weird, but that’s what I’m here for.”
Matthew looks around the room. It’s organized like a human apartment, albeit one of those fancy places in Architectural Digest: sleek white sofa and matching chairs, glass coffee table that doubles as modern art, hardwood floors so gleaming Matthew can see his reflection in them. He’d assume it was for show except for details like the discarded books and the blood-spattered “Home Sweet Home” cross-stitch framed on the opposite wall.
“Are you…bored?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Taking up new hobbies, skipping out on work.” Matthew gestures at him with a wing. “I dunno, feels like burnout.”
“And what do you care?”
“Well, the last time you got dissatisfied with your job, a lot of people died—caw, fucking shit!”
He takes flight just in time to dodge the wicked blade that comes at him with eerie accuracy. It sticks in the table with a thunk, before it dissolves into sand.
The Corinthian snarls in triplicate, “That. Wasn’t. Me.”
“Okay! Okay, sorry, fuck.” Matthew circles in the air a few times before landing on the back of a chair. “You could just say so, don’t gotta get all murderous about it.”
“S’my nature,” the Corinthian says, mulish. His fingers sort restlessly through the rainbow of thread. It’s a minute before he chooses a sprig of green and starts threading it into his needle. Sunglasses materialize on his face, hiding his terrible eyes. “What are you hangin’ around for? Don’t you have a report to deliver?”
You don’t have friends, huh. Matthew is smart enough not to speak his observation out loud this time. Makes sense, though. The Corinthian is a Nightmare, and in the narratives he inhabits, all his overtures end in murder. Probably other dreams don’t want to get too close, even if this incarnation is supposedly collared and muzzled. Hell, Matthew didn’t want to come here just to see what the fucker was up to. In hindsight, he assumed something nasty. Not…whatever the fuck this is.
He thinks about what it might have been like, being Morpheus’ favorite. He thinks about Dream saying, I don’t know that he would welcome me.
He thinks maybe the Corinthian is lonely.
“I’m not a messenger pigeon,” Matthew says, ruffling his feathers in mock outrage. “Besides, Dream asked me to check out what you’re doing. You really want me to tell him you got distracted making home decor? Won’t that tarnish your image or something?”
The Corinthian frowns at his wobbly duck.
“He already caught me slacking on the job,” he says.
“Look, I’m just saying—if you want me to tell him you got distracted by some cute nightmare, I’ve got your back.”
The Corinthian curls his lip like a dog. “Why? You think I’m gonna forget about you ditching me back in Svartalfheim? I know you don’t fucking like me.”
“What, I can’t do a favor for a coworker?” The Corinthian’s fingers twitch, and Matthew croaks. “Fine, fine, sure, if it makes you feel better. I cover for your ass and you stop threatening to kebab me, how does that sound?”
The Corinthian stitches a whole patch of grass before he says, “All right. You got a deal.”
“Cool.” Matthew tries not to dwell on how it feels worse than if he’d made a pact with the literal Devil. Okay, no, that’s an exaggeration, Matthew went to Hell the once and he’s not keen on having another interaction with Their Unholiness anytime soon. But keeping a secret for the Corinthian feels a lot like betraying Dream, even if it’s harmless.
At least, he thinks it’s harmless.
Man, he’s going to feel so stupid if it turns out the embroidery is part of some scheme.
He mantles his wings, preparing to take off.
Hesitates.
“You got anything you want me to tell the boss?” he asks.
“Thought you said you weren’t a messenger pigeon.”
“Doesn’t mean I can’t pass a word along. As a favor.”
The Corinthian doesn’t respond for a long minute. Matthew starts to think that’s his answer, but then he says, all lazy cheer, “Nah. I got nothing to say to him.”
And Matthew thinks that’s the biggest lie he’s ever heard but it’s not his job to argue, so he heads back to the palace.
#sandman#sandman fic#my writing#the corinthian/matthew the raven#enemies to friends to lovers#daniel!dream#the second corinthian#corimatt#i like the buddy cop dynamic they had in the dreaming comix#but mostly i think i'm very very funny
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Anemone ~ what sacrifice got me. Sometimes what you wanted most needed to be paid for in blood.
(I finally got round to adding some colour to this 😁)
#corinthiel#Hints of#corintheus#dream of the endless#daniel hall#the second corinthian#morpheus#the corinthian#corinthian x daniel#my artwork#My pen and ink scribbles#My digital art#Learning as I go
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Corinthiel (Daniel x the second corinthian) Pride HCs for the start of pride
Assume in all my hcs that morpheus is happily retired in a little cottage on the outskirts of the dreaming with his partner of choosing (I say the first conrinthian but that’s just bc I’m a sucker for corintheus xD). But basically Daniel is running the dreaming now and he and the second corinthian are 100% in love
- The second corinthian has been to the waking more than Daniel and just knows more about human things thanks to some memories from the first corinthian, so when he asks Daniel if they can go on a trip to the waking world together and celebrate pride, Daniel has no idea what he is actually in for
- Cori probably dressed pretty casually but wears jeans with rainbows across the ass while Daniel just has like his usual ethereal, immortal twink look going for him
- Cori always is holding Daniel by the hand or with a protective arm around his waist to make sure he doesn’t get lost in the crowd
- And Daniel is rather dense to people hitting on him but Cori usually tightens has arm around him and sends his best death glare until people back off and leave
- Daniel is in love with all the colors and costumes and music! And he’s normally quite shy when it comes to PDA because he’s a bit shy in general and doesn’t want to make out with Cori in front of his subjects… but seeing everyone expressing their love and affection so openly definitely leads to him very proudly kissing Cori
- Cori definitely takes Daniel to get his face painted and Daniel is probably more excited than anyone else and praises the face painter’s skills endlessly (he also probably convinces Cori to at least get something small too)
- Cori also uses this trip to introduce Daniel to the wonders of ice cream
- At one point Daniel and Cori get separated and Cori is a bit panicked for a second even though he knows Daniel is an Endless and can fend for himself
- But Daniel just needed to sneak off and get Cori some rainbow heart-shaped sunglasses
- Basically it’s just a super cute little date in the waking world for them
(Sorry this was super short, cheesy, and self-indulgent but I got to thinking about how cute it would be for them to experience their first pride together)
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An intriguing AU scenario for you my dear.
So imagine the original Corinthian was never unmade... Yet the transition from Morpheus to Daniel still occurred. How do you think the realtionship between Daniel and Cori 1 would play out?
Oh this is a really really interesting scenario!!! <3
Wanting to stay closely to the comics, we have several evidences of how the Corinthian, before his escape and betrayal, deeply loved Dream. In Nighmare Country we go even further: Cori 2.0 recalls from the last, dramatic confrontation with Morpheus only the shame the First felt for disappointing his Creator and this suggests that, deeply, the traces of that love never faded, even there at the Cereal Convention.
One might think, then, that a forgiven (and never unmade) Corinthian returned to his function in the Dreaming, under a more attentive and forward-looking king like Daniel, might be the starting point for a perfect relationship between the two, a return to the old bond of loyalty and trust, but instead I think not, basically for two reasons
First Corinthian is a Faustian character who took the ancient dialectic between artist and artwork, between storyteller and story, to the extreme. In the Waking World he was finally able to experience something he had long yearned for, which was to be able to be the artist, the storyteller, a real force capable of sculpting the world in his image. The irreconcilable conflict between narrator and story would then be replaced by another, equally painful conflict: the one between forgiveness and remembrance. And we have seen that the memories of what First experienced about the Waking World are so strong that repeatedly tempt the Second's mind. So I don't think his "re-entry" would be long-lived because the allure of remembrance would eventually get the better of the catharsis of forgiveness.
despite what the TV series let us see, I believe that First Corinthian (in the comics) does not like humans. To him we are work, in the standard of cases and, in the best of cases, something to enjoy, to savor. We are "food," and with food you may play with but you always end up devouring it (and not coincidentally in Nightmare Country it's the word taste, with all the myriad of meanings, Cori 2.0 uses to refer to his memories with the humans). I think that Daniel's original human nature would be precisely the component that in the Corinthian's perpetually tempted heart would cause his "good intentions" of loyalty to fail: how to be loyal, but more importantly, how to be subjected to a king in whom a fragment of humanity dwells, the very humanity that the Corinthian has feasted on for so many years?
Daniel would be human, all too human for the First, who in my opinion would not recognize him as either his King or his real Creator. The First could never say "I am everybody's story, I am Dream's story" because he has accomplished the impossible, to be his own story, and a character who attempts to do this can only succeed or die while trying. That is why I believe that even in an AU in which the Corinthian is not unmade his fate is still to die, at the hands of Daniel: and perhaps, in this case, death would be even more painful because there would not even be any traces of the love he always felt for Morpheus.
#the sandman#dream of the endless#daniel hall#the corinthian#the second corinthian#asks#thank you so much for this interesting ask <3 <3 <3
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The Corinthian 2.0 from “The Kindly Ones”
All I want from season 4 (or 5) of the show is Boyd Holbrook in a ripped-up t-shirt baby-sitting Daniel.
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