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hobrintheus is soo interesting to me because hob & the Corinthian are both defined by their insatiable appetites for more- more food, more sex, more life, their willingness to do Anything to keep living, their bottomless wanting both charming and awful, while dreams sheer refusal to believe himself a person worthy of needs, of feeling, is disturbing in an entirely different way.

the Corinthian is the black hole in dreams heart he refuses to even admit exists, the dark mirror to Hob’s decision to climb the ladder of power and wealth at the willing cost of human lives. dream is the being who shaped them both into who they are, for better and for worse, by believing them worthy or unworthy of his attention. and Hob is the hearth, the wanting leashed, the hound waiting at the door, the gleam of teeth under soft fur. two dogs and their master. all three of them starving for centuries, and eat of the other

I’ve been reading a lot of hobrintheus lately

Hob tries to be a very normal about the fact that the pretty silver ropes he once tied around the nightmare’s wrists… appear to be rooted like weeds directly into the Corinthian’s spine. One tethered at the center of each rune. They stretch like pale tendon from the tattoos down his back to form the rope loops around his arms.

A friend from the discord shared this art and I immediately wrote a fucked up fic about how binding spells manifest for a mostly metaphysical being. Normal about it. They are kind enough to let me share with y’all. Enjoy the art and the fic. AO3 Link