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I know everyone loves the Corinthian because he’s creepy/sucks/fucks etc but I’m into this character because he’s a poster boy for conditional acceptance.

He’s created to fulfill one purpose. If he doesn’t contort himself into the correct behaviour, he’s scrapped to be remade and remade until he acts as intended.

Morpheus doesn’t seem to have a personal relationship with him like he does with other Dreaming characters. When he kills the Corinthian, Morpheus’ “I made you poorly” speech dismisses that the nightmare is an individual in control of his actions.

Lucienne visibly dislikes him but is quick to forgive Fiddler who also defected. It’s like the Corinthian is treated more like a project or a weapon than an entity of the Dreaming.

I don’t think his ability to attract people affords him any lasting power either. People crave him, his body or his success but it’s a self-interested infatuation. People don’t love him for his personality because he doesn’t have one; it’s polite and forgettable and adapted to attract whoever he’s targeting. He fills the spaces in between people’s real relationships and while maybe it’s fun, ultimately he’s forgotten.

And can we talk about the second Corinthian being obsessed with learning about his previous iterations? That’s fucked up and dystopian.

He’s a really tragic character. Also a horrible violent maniac.

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During sex she said “deeper” so I rolled over and started reading her poetry

the real MVPs of arcane

“I am almost never serious, and I'm always too serious. Too deep, too shalow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I'm like a collection of paradoxes.”

–unknown

YOU?? EVER?? GAVE?? SOMEBODY?? ELSE?? A?? MOTIVATIONAL?? SPEECH?? WHILE?? YOU?? WAS?? HURTING?? INSIDE???

sorry for showing symptoms of the disorder i told you multiple times I have. Do you want me to kill myself?

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there is something so darkly comical about tumblr potentially outliving twitter

tumblr, which is held together with duct tape and madness, run by three raccoons in blood stained Yahoo! hats and a handful of crabs, its only discernible source of income the sale of shoelaces from an inside joke so inside no one knows the original source anymore and fake blue checkmarks... that website still lives on

truly the cockroach of social media and I love it for that

If Daniil Dankovsky were real I would kiss him so sweetly on the lips. If he were real I would also beat him to death with my bare fists. I hope you understand