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hey if you sent me an ask, i didn't get it. inbox said 1 but there's nothing in there.

also as an aside i would really love to come back here sometime but eh. ever since [gestures at personal issues in jan-feb of this year] it's been hard to enjoy being in the tumblr rpc and i don't really know how to fix that. i still want to write with my friends here but i like, consistently haven't been able to a) get invested in anything longterm due to my shit attention span, b) be open to making new friends after [gestures again at january], or c) just write in general lol. especially given how dead the sandman RPC is. i got tired of always having to do crossover stuff. especially since it always kind of comes down to like "corinth is stalking the other muse and being a freak" and that's it, because i don't have the fuckin... brain capacity for anything better idk.

plus like. especially with corinth but with most of my muses in general, it feels like the things i most want to write/get invested in involve a lot of like... making someone else do most of the work while i just focus on my character Having Feelings or Going Through Trauma. and i don't really want to do that to anyone. i don't want writing with me to be a one-sided thing where the other person is just there to like, meet my needs or whatever. that's what solo writing is for.

so. gestures vaguely. i'll definitely be back sometime and i always check in on here now and then to see how my friends are doing but for now you can consider me on hiatus i guess. i would love to come back on a main-blog multimuse or something (probably under a new name. i'm not feeling Wilds as much anymore; sure it's our system name but realistically when does anyone but me talk to anyone lol) but i'm also really attached to corinth and this url so like. idk man. idk!

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vampires of el norte by isabel cañas

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Anne Carson, from Men in the Off Season; "Nighthawks," originally pub. in 2000

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truly unfortunate fact about corinth: if it's been in your mouth, he wants it. cigarette, chewing gum, lollipop, chew toy, whatever. he wants to try it and he WILL take it from you (then, possibly, give it back).

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The Corinthian presses thumb and forefinger to the bridge of its nose, glasses slipping down slightly to reveal that even its mouth-eyes have screwed shut. Like it's fighting off a migraine, for all that Frankie must know by now that that's impossible.

The only pain the Corinthian feels is, the Dreamlord had told Frankie once, as if the Corinthian weren't in the room with them, that which he takes from others... or that I give him.

In the present, he shakes his head. Trying to think of how to explain to Frankie the danger she's walking into (dancing into, running into, happily) feels like pushing cement through a strainer. There are things he can't even remember that he wants to warn her about. Old lovers the first Corinthian would have known, but the second only has vague impressions, hearsay. Like smelling blood on the wind but not being able to find its source.

"He's courting you. You're in the honeymoon phase," he says finally, from somewhere behind his teeth. His mouth hasn't moved: his eyes are talking to her, for once. "With an entity who could..."

No. No, too dangerous. The teeth click shut.

The Corinthian leans towards her, almost too close, but all he does is take her lit cigarette for himself. He's a magpie around her. He doesn't know why.

"I just think," he grinds out, like it's painful to say it, "that you should reconsider marrying him. Do you really want to rule the Dreaming? Morpheus doesn't want to rule the Dreaming. You'll be stuck with him until he gets bored of you, and then you still won't be able to leave him because he's everywhere. And I don't want you for a Queen," he adds, a little less seriously, and gives her cigarette back.

"marry someone sane and patient and kind. marry someone who is all of those things all of the time and not just when he feels like it."

       ❝  what's this about?  or are you just feeling overly sentimental?  ❞     either way, it dries the spit in her throat. makes her feel a little ill. what do they know that she doesn't? what are they saying without saying? it's not the first time they've done this. and maybe, if she had to pick something to dislike about the corinthian, it would be how unnervingly knowing they are. the way they can read her like a book, stain-torn pages and all. well practiced micro expressions do little to protect against his insightful eye, no one splits her open quite like he does.    ❝  if you're speaking of morpheus, you're usually less vague,  ❞    it's spoken with a hint of laughter, nervous and sharp around the rim. the cherry in her cigarette sits dull, ashy from distraction and she brings it to her lips to invigorate the burn.    ❝  please,  ❞    it doesn't sound half as pitiful as it could.   ❝   you're weirding me out a little.   ❞

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just found out i've been abandoned by god which means he's not watching anything i do anymore. you should come over.

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hey how's it going. any eyes need eating lately?

unrelated: did you miss me? answer carefully.

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Not my blood.

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Ama Codjoe, from Bluest Nude: Poems; “Bluest Nude”

[Text ID: “I crave. I want to be seen clearly or not at all.”]

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push your thigh up between my legs when you make out with me

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Questioning Sentences, Vol. 30

(Questioning sentences from various sources to ask all kinds of muses. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"So, are we done shooting each other now?"

"What the hell do you mean you lost them?"

"If you saw a crime about to happen, what would you do?"

"Can you just explain exactly what you do?"

"You see what this place does to people?"

"Can we not do this right now?"

"Has it occurred to you that perhaps I want to be alone?"

"Why is there an ear in the omelette?"

"You've been around a lot of corpses. Is that one normal?"

"What, you admire him now?"

"Was it worth it? Compromising yourself for money?"

"Nothing ever changes with you, does it?"

"You realise I'm still here, right?"

"Do you have any regret for the things you've done?"

"You know you're a suspect, right?"

"You know who I am, don't you?"

"Must you always be such a smartass?"

"People rarely notice things right in front of their eyes, don't you find?"

"Have the headaches started yet?"

"Will I ever see you again?"

"Do you have nothing better to do?"

"Why would you say something like that? What kind of person says something like that?"

"Don't all husbands lie to their wives?"

"Did he arrest you or something?"

"What's the possible upside to asking a question like that?"

"Is this the part where you tell me there's something I should know?"

"Do you only date cops?"

"This isn't a training exercise, is it?"

"You're not lying to me, are you?"

"Why are you singing?"

"I know you've got a secret. Won't you tell it to me?"

"Do you think you can tell who a person is just by looking in their eyes?"

"Do I look like I tan?"

"Are you asking me a question, or are you accusing me of something?"

"Are you in love with him?"

"Can you promise me you're not going to let anyone hurt me?"

"Are you trying to fix me?"

"You're giving me orders now?"

"Do you have something you believe in so deeply, so passionately, it goes beyond simple loyalty?"

"Why is your house so big?"

"Haven't you seen enough blood for one night?"

"They told you I was crazy, didn't they?"

"You don't think very much of me, do you?"

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#anyway i love wilds#i love writing the horrors between corinth and jack sm#even if its AWFUL

GIGGLING AND TWIRLING MY HAIR.

me, on my hands and knees begging: no jack please dont do this dont make me do this

jack, getting ready for the Horrors with the corinithian: remember that one time you had to write the HORRORS twice because tumblr deleted all of your text so you had to right about eye-mouth fucking TWICE

me, sobbing: just kill me

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SURE WHY THE FUCK NOT!!!!

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btw if you kiss him he WILL be licking his lips afterwards to get that good good saliva. mmmm!

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you wouldn't believe how hard it is for me to actually get corinth to kiss people by the way. like it REALLY depends on both the writer and their muse because this fucker is PICKY so i tend to have a hard time coming up with one-off smoochies out of nowhere NO MATTER HOW MUCH I REALLY WANT TO.