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Sandman Inktober Day 19 (dolls/puppets) gets to see Desire having some fun at Dream's expense 💕

look Despair had to sit through her twin's Raging Depression Puppet Workshop and several increasingly irate rehearsals pre-dinner so

#the way Dream's smiles for Hob gradually get bigger and more affectionate through the centuries 😊

Art by Mindy Lee

the second image is from this post by @academicblorbo

Pinterest Art Base Inktober Day 7! When Dream gets out of his box they're all fucked tbh (I have no idea if this is what this prompt means but I did it anyway so shrug)

desire

angel NO

(been watching the sandman)

Lucifer Morningstar by @TanyaLehoux

Yoshitaka Amano: The Endless Dream (1999)

Don’t mind me just staring at the ceiling and dwelling on how after the death of the current aspect of Dream, he only ever appears thereafter in Hob Gadling’s dreams, where they walk along a beach, and talk, and sometimes laugh…

tried to make him more comic-like… at least that hair :)

so here’s something i never figured out when i first read the sandman comics as a teenage girl, but which consuming the netflix show as a grown man is making extremely clear:

why the Corinthian is like that.

and it’s brilliant! it’s really cool. so in a series absolutely crammed full of very realistic queer representation– lesbians and bisexuals and trans people of all kinds!– you have morpheus stating outright that nightmares are meant to teach and challenge dreamers, by bringing subconscious fears to light, where they can be faced and overcome.

and the Corinthian has mouths for eyes. he devours eyes. he eats what people use to look at him like that, and what he used to look at people consumes them.

and he’s gay, he is a creature made by and for gay men, by personal preference all his victims are gay men, and being gay can be fucking terrifying. his eyes are mouths that eat those eyes that don’t look away from him in time, because he is the absolute mortal terror of knowing that the gender you’re attracted to–your own gender!–is extremely likely to kill you for looking at them. decades, centuries, of men looking at men and knowing this could kill them. eyes meeting eyes and wondering if this ends with the man you can’t stop looking at coming and kissing you or coming and killing you. in the eighties there was AIDS and there were more queers than ever coming out and saying ‘no, we’re here, look at us, we’re dying, look at us, we’re alive anyway, look at us.’

you’re gay in a world where that’s not okay. do you close your eyes? do you pull them out? you like to look at men. you can’t stop looking at men. you love them and they scare the hell out of you. some of them might love you. some of them will kill you. you keep looking. who’s looking back at you? can you survive it?

the Corinthian is that nightmare. and he’s perfect.

AND THE THING IS ALSO that he’s not the usual stereotype of a predatory gay man. he’s not the fear of gay men that straight men have. he’s the fear of men that gay men have of their own forbidden desires. 

he does not target straight men. in the show, as far as i’ve seen, he’s only killed non-gay, non-men specifically in his quest to stay independent. he’s remorseless and amoral and he kills when it would benefit him, but he very obviously and explicitly isn’t preying on straight men. his preferred victim, his target, is those men who look back at him and like what they see.

it’s twisted and fucked up, but it’s sincere, and it’s really cathartic. i think we’re all pretty tired of seeing the murderous gay nightmares that straight people conjure up! we’re done with that! enough already! this guy is ours.

Dream