He’s here to ask Dream if he can please, please, please kindly see his nightmare boyfriend Corinthian.
"I'll permit him to visit your dreams. That is all I can offer. Do be aware who you're courting, and what his duties are."
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He’s here to ask Dream if he can please, please, please kindly see his nightmare boyfriend Corinthian.
"I'll permit him to visit your dreams. That is all I can offer. Do be aware who you're courting, and what his duties are."
☠ - slam my muse into a wall ( wesker / melpcmene <3 )
The Corinthian isn't human even here, but he is subject to the Entity's rules - he can't fight back properly, he can't kill the hunters, and he keeps. Fucking. Dying. The Mastermind, as he's known, has been responsible for more than a few of those deaths now. He's faster than the Corinthian and strong, and when the nightmare snarls and baits him into chasing it instead of @postguilt, Wesker lunges--
--and slams the nightmare hard into the side of a crumbling wall, chuckling like it's a little game they're playing. Pain sparks through the Corinthian's whole body, flaring up his spine, making his teeth clench.
Distantly, he can sense Mieczysław crouching nearby, no doubt waiting to flashbang the Mastermind into letting him go any moment now. In the meantime, the Corinthian can only struggle - wriggling ineffectiually as he's hauled over Wesker's shoulder.
❝ oh really? you're gonna shut me out? ❞ cosmo snapped, snatching a hold of his brothers arm to spin him back to face him head on, ❝ don't pull this shit, stiles, i'm the one that's been here since the day we crawled out of the fucking womb! ❞ @postguilt ♡'d for an argument starter .
@postguilt | 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃.
The last thing The Good Doctor needed was a federal agent interviewing patients, catching word of his experiments, and pursuing an investigation. Most of his subjects were incoherent — driven to madness by the terror flooding their lungs and blood. pale, trembling, husks. 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 … It was far too difficult for staff to differentiate chemically induced insanity from the natural imbalance that poisoned the mind’s of most of The Asylum’s certified residents — 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸 selected his victims with calculated circumspection. But, every once in a while there came a an alert individual capable of detecting the strange pattern following The Psychiatrist’s interaction with inmates who have suddenly descended into delirium.
Crane swallowed his protest, silently taking the file from The Agent and flipping through it inattentively. denying the profiler access to inmates was likely to garner suspicion. His eyes rose from the file, studying Stiles with cold skepticism, “ are you … looking to interview any inmate in particular ? ”
@postguilt didn’t ask for anything
“ If you pull that phone out of your pocket i will smack it right out of your hands I swear to god. “
really emo about ghost nellie actively trying to protect people and get the humans that wander into the house OUT of the house. the house may want to consume more souls but she won’t let it happen. @postguilt and i are talking about stiles going to the house and the house would LITERALLY eat stiles alive and she doesn’t want that!!!
Hey lets talk about Noah's fears of fucking up Stiles. I know that my Stiles doesn't feel like he has but oooh boy parents sure do worry about this. Stiles loves his dad sm.
Parenting had come so naturally to Claudia. Noah, on the other hand, was always afraid. From the moment the subject was breached. Not because he didn’t want a child, but because Noah knows himself. Knows he has so damn much to work through (and not a clue how to begin to even admit to himself that the trauma has affected him so deeply). Knows of his quick temper and sporadic dances with the bottle. And what if Noah loses it? What if he becomes his own father. Unlikely, but a fear nonetheless. But, more realistically, WHAT IF NOAH CAN’T PROTECT HIS CHILD? He’s seen a lot. Been to war, worked on cases that haunt his dreams. Knows how cruel the world can be. WHAT IF LOVE ISN’T ENOUGH? What if his child needs something Noah is unable to give? What if the world comes after the kid? What if, what if, what if?
Heeeeey what’s poppin
"OUT of my office, Stilinski."