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coreycavagnolo · 2 years

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#corey cavagnolo #drawing and writing #trees

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honeyspawn · 3 months

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Real talk, I think Frank Pricely is a genuinely really interesting character.

So when we meet him in Black Friday, he is basically a cartoon capitalist supervillain. He's obsessing over money, he is condescending to Lex, and we get the impression that he's Mr. Krabs level of money-grubbing shitty boss. He gets a whole song where he revels in how much money he's going to make, and shows ambivalence to how dangerous black friday shopping can be. Then Feast or Famine happens, and something... changes. There's a visible shift on stage when he and the audience realize that he is no longer in control that's genuinely really eerie. Put a pin in that, cuz I'm gonna come back to it.

When when we're introduced to him in "Daddy", we get a much more complete image of who he is as a character. It's not that he's not a greedy and condescending person, because he definitely is, but that's not the foundation of his character. When we see Toy Zone outside of Black Friday, we see that it's a struggling small business, and a genuine passion project for Frank. It's not that Toy Zone is a means for financial success, but financial success is a means to keep Toy Zone operational.

Then there's his relationship with Lex. He's definitely snarky and condescending, but he also actually cares about her, and sees himself as a parental figure to her. He gives her advice that he feels is in her best interest, and shows her a lot of the "tough love" that he thinks Sheila should be showing Sherman. Lex is even one of the people he says sorry too when he's about to die, because he worries that he failed her. While I do think Lex has some level of respect for him, I never really get the vibe that she sees him this way; she seems to think of him as more of a hard ass, and she would absolutely leave Toy Zone the minute a better opportunity comes up. Her job at Toy Zone for her is more about her need to take care of her family. And this is significant, because Frank is a very lonely person. After his dog Buddy dies, he has no family left. He reminisces on his parents, who didn't support his passions. He thinks of himself as a father figure to Lex, because he has nobody else left in his life. I'm not necessarily saying that he's a good parental figure to Lex, he can be pretty selfish, and even denied her for a raise once he could afford it, knowing she damn well needs the money. It's clear though, that he's trying to look out for her more than her actual mother (low bar as it may be), and on some level, he does think he's helping her. Because she's all he has. Her and Toy Zone, and he's about to lose that too.

This is why Sheila is so appealing to him. She represents not only financial stability, but a chance to not be alone. He doesn't love her, and I think he knows it, but he could learn to love her. He could have love and money, and if that doesn't work out, at least he'd have money. That's what he thinks anyway. But again, he's not the one with the power.

When we first see him in Black Friday, we initially think Frank represents the corporations, but he doesn't. He's a small business owner, and can only support his passion by participating in capitalism. He is a retailer, not a CEO. And that's what puts him in so much danger in Black Friday. Capitalism treats him as disposable. And that's how he dies. Frank was just as much under Wiggly's influence as anyone else. He lived a lonely life, and the business he's prioritized over forming any lasting bonds with other people is about to go down the toilet. Then this little green doll comes along that's supposed to fix everything. He doesn't want to keep the Wiggly dolls, but he still thinks they're going to fix the holes. And once he's served his purpose, Wiggly disposes of him. And that's what Sheila tries to do, too. The only reason he survives in Daddy is that Sherman decides he still has value. It's honestly really haunting how these stories mirror each other.

#this is such a long post sorry #i just feel like we don't appreciate how much went into the writing for Frank #and how well Corey sells the performance #starkid #team starkid #hatchetfield #black friday #nightmare time #nightmare time 2 #nightmare time daddy #frank pricely #corey dorris

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perfectquote · 7 months

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But in that moment I understood what they say about nostalgia, that no matter if you’re thinking of something good or bad, it always leaves you a little emptier afterwards.

John Corey Whaley; Noggin

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thoughtkick · 7 months

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But in that moment I understood what they say about nostalgia, that no matter if you’re thinking of something good or bad, it always leaves you a little emptier afterwards.

John Corey Whaley; Noggin

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coryosbaby · 8 months

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Cw: nsfw & dark themes !

Corey’s hands curling up into your hair as his cock coats your lips in his slick. Corey’s eyes looking down at you, empty and not so much like Corey anymore. Corey’s abdomen clenching in tight pleasure as you swallow him down whole, a groan escaping his plump lips and his eyes rolling back.

“Fuck, yes,” he groans. Minutes may have passed since he dragged you down into these sewers…maybe even hours. Seeing you whining like a desperate cock sleeve and with ropes wrapped around your frail wrists makes it hard to keep track of time, really, and— fuck, were you crying?

You were— sweet salty tears dripping down that soft little face, doe eyes looking up at him with so much longing that it made something twinge in Corey’s chest. Maybe he was really losing it this time.

“Ohhh, honey. Don’t cry…” his thumb wipes at a stray tear, brings itself up to his mouth so he can suck it off his finger and drink every ounce of your essence. “Corey’s got you, pretty baby. I’m right here. Cmon now, suck that cock s’more, I know you can…”

#Corey Cunningham #bunny writes -͟͟͞☆#corey cunningham x reader #corey cunningham x fem! reader #corey cunningham smut #Halloween #Halloween kills #Halloween ends #corey Halloween ends #Michael myers #halloween ends smut

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man-down-in-hatchet-town · 2 days

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So I Spied Another Day...

You know it was a good show when you can’t decide whether your heart is so full from all the love and joy, or so empty because it's over.

Really do buckle up, because this is a long one.

So the show went a little like this. They played the Spies pro-shoot on a giant movie screen, but any time a song started, the audio changed to the instrumental track, the video typically faded to simple background graphics, and the cast came out to perform the number live in concert style. There were also a series of audience participation prompts up on the movie screen, such as standing to deliver a line in unison, giving Lauren a standing ovation for the Pay Attention! Reprise, enthusiastically booing Dr. Baron von Nazi and the still infuriatingly catchy Not So Bad (for anyone who’s curious, in addition to encouraging boos and yelled disagreements with von Nazi, they also cut the audience participation bit from the song).

The energy in the room was so electric and full of joy and warmth. People shouted out iconic lines, went wild for everyone’s entrances, and absolutely lost their damn minds over Curtwen at pretty much every opportunity. And the cast were clearly having just as much fun. Doing This has always been my favorite, and there was something so sweet about them singing it again all these years later. We finally got Joey performing Spies Are Forever (Evil Reprise) again and it was just as chilling and beautiful as you’d expect. And One Step Ahead was just on a whole new level. I don’t want to give anything away, but the details in that performance were INCREDIBLE.

It was simply so special seeing most of the original gang come back while also bringing some new friends along. Shout out to Mariah for coming out at the top of the show so ready to play, setting the tone for the whole evening. Shout out to James for putting his comedy chops on full display (LET JAMES BE FUNNY MORE) and dancing the hell out of One More Shot (another favorite number). And shoutout to Carlos Alazraqui (taking over the roles of Sergio and Vladimir Poopin) and Tommy Link for coming into this crazy part of our world with such enthusiasm and silliness. Brian deserves a medal for agreeing to once again play the most cringe-worthy character in all of Pulp-StarCanWrecked history, and for sounding so fucking good while doing it. Tessa was having a blast in full unhinged glory and I gladly worship at her altar. Lauren is maybe the funniest person alive and deserved her standing ovation, prompted or not. Seeing Joe Walker perform live has been Item Number One on my fandom bucket list since I moved to LA a couple of years ago, and I still can’t quite believe I managed it. I’d wondered if he’d be rusty, but honestly he sounded great; it was like no time had passed. Mary Kate still has one of my all-time favorite voices and her Tatiana remains forever engaging. Joey showed up dressed to slay as a gay evil genius Bond-movie supervillain and proceeded to thoroughly deliver on that promise. And Curt… every time I watch Spies I am increasingly blown away by what he does with this arrogant, broken mess of a character. He clearly loves Agent Mega as much as any of us, and to see a performance refined and powered by such clear and thoughtful passion is just a huge treat.

(And while he wasn’t in the cast, I can’t not mention Corey. Between his roles as director and co-writer, so much of what Spies is comes directly from him and we don’t appreciate that nearly enough. And shout out to Esther Fallick for her wonderful work as Susan and the Informant. She might not have been there in person, but her incredible performance was with us the whole time.)

I know this is preaching to the choir, but Spies Are Forever really is such a special show. It’s a story about recovery, and devastating as it can be, I think there’s also something deeply healing about it at its core. For one thing, I know it played a huge role in mending my relationship with my asexuality. I will forever be grateful to it for existing, to TCB, Talkfine, and the original cast for creating it, and to those same people for maintaining its legacy with the amount of love and care it deserves. It was a privilege to be in the room as so many people came to celebrate this miraculous little musical. There were a couple of minor tech glitches (I wonder if they’ll even include the “big one”—the projector jumping over most of the staircase scene before getting fixed—in the digital ticket version), but nothing that could even begin to damper the magic of the night.

We all know that spies never die (except for Owen and the Informant, oops). And at times like this concert, I think this special little show with its short run in 2016 will prove to be just as immortal.

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resqectable · 1 month

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But in that moment I understood what they say about nostalgia, that no matter if you’re thinking of something good or bad, it always leaves you a little emptier afterwards.

John Corey Whaley; Noggin

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humanrindswrites · 7 months

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soothe

summary: it’s aftercare time

pairing: corey taylor x female reader

warnings: mentions of rough sex (overstimulation, spanking), bathing, sub drop, comfort

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a/n: i mainly wrote this as a comfort fic for myself after a really bad day, so the reader character is white (or just very pale) in this one

“Fuck,” he groaned as he slowly pulled his softening cock out of her spent cunt. “Good girl.”

Corey sat back on his heels as he admired his handiwork: his girl lying on her front with her head resting on the pillow, her wrists tied, her hair messy and her ass bright red from behind spanked so much.

It had been a while since he’d been rough like that and she’d reassured him many times that she was more than okay with him throwing her around like a ragdoll, and the multiple orgasms she’d given him showed that she was enjoying it too. By the fifth one, all she could do was tremble beneath him and whine hoarsely, her throat raw from taking his cock and screaming out in pleasure so much.

She shuddered when he ran his fingers up and down her spine, feeling how hot her skin was before untying her wrists from the bedframe and gently rubbing his thumbs over them. The side of her face peeked out from under her hair, her skin red instead of its usual pale as she tried to catch her breath and her eyes watered.

“Hey,” he said softly, “you okay?”

She didn’t answer, just buried her face into the pillow and trembled as she panted. He hadn’t been like that with her in such a long time, it was as if it had happened for the first time. Her skin prickled, her arms ached from being held up so long, and she was sore between her legs from being pounded into so hard. She didn’t want to cry, she hadn’t wanted to stop at any point and the way her whole body shook showed that she’d had a good time, but something just made her feel like breaking down.

“What’s wrong?” he asked her as he gingerly brushed her hair away from her face. “Was it something I did?”

She shook her head, still hiding her face in the pillow.

“No, I’m fine,” she mumbled, her voice watery with tears.

Naturally, Corey wasn’t convinced.

He sighed as he lay down next to her and draped an arm over her back.

“C’mere,” he said and nudged her to cuddle into him.

She immediately shuffled up to him and buried her face in the crook of his neck, her hands curled into loose fists against his chest as she breathed in his scent. He knew how to help her when she’d dropped before but it had been such a long time that it was like a shock to her system.

“You’re okay, you’re safe,” he said as he rested his cheek on the top of her head and tenderly stroked her back. The difference in how he touched her was enough to make her tears fall, her body flooded with confusing feelings about what they’d just done.

It felt good, really good. So why was she so upset?

Even though it was a rare occasion, Corey was always a good dom for her - caring, always putting her first and making sure that he didn’t do anything she didn’t want or like. But he always excelled at aftercare, whether they’d been rough or not. She fully believed that being held by him could heal anything.

He’d held her close to his chest and softly stroked her hair as tears rolled down her face and onto his shoulder, telling her that she was safe and that she’d done so well for him and he couldn’t ask for anyone better.

“Feel better?” he asked when he noticed that she was out of tears. She nodded and wiped her eyes. “C’mon, let’s get cleaned up.”

In the bathroom, Corey started to run the bath while he helped her clean herself off. He took a washcloth from under the sink and soaked it in water before guiding her to sit on the side of the tub with her legs spread as wide as she comfortably could and used it to clean his cum away from her aching pussy.

“Sorry, honey,” he said when she jumped.

“It’s fine, just still a little sore,” she said and attempted a smile. “Something to remind me of you, I guess.”

He gently kissed her forehead, helping her to relax as he continued to use the washcloth on her sensitive flesh. She couldn’t help flinching when he gingerly pushed a finger inside to scoop out what was left of his cum, her sore pussy clenching in an attempt to push him away.

“You’re nearly done,” he soothed when she whined softly and gripped his wrist.

Even though it was only one finger, it was still too much for her to bear. Her muscles burned from being used so much that even just a smooth gentle motion brought tears to her eyes.

“There you go,” he said when he finally pulled his hands away from her. “Good as new.”

“Thank you, honey,” she said with a half-hearted smile, her entire body too tired even for that.

He gently stroked her cheek and trailed his fingers down her jaw as he leaned down slightly to softly kiss her.

“You don’t need to thank me,” he said against her lips. “But you’re welcome.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close to her, his bare skin still sticky and warm. He readily accepted it and rested his head on hers as he pulled her closer to him, stroking her back and feeling her heartbeat steady itself.

“C’mon, let’s get you in this tub.”

She reluctantly peeled herself away from him and carefully swivelled herself around before lowering herself into the hot, bubbly water. Her muscles relaxed instantly as she breathed in the delicate scent of the bubbles and let the soft foam envelop her. Before she let her eyes close, she noticed Corey reaching for his bathrobe on the back of the door.

“Where are you going?”

“The kitchen,” he said slowly as he was about to put his arms through the sleeves. “I was gonna make us something to eat.”

She shook her head and shifted forward in the tub, the water sloshing around her. “Stay with me.”

He immediately hung the robe back up and stepped into the tub behind her before steadily lowering himself down and pulling her to rest against his chest. A pleasured sigh of his own escaped his lungs as the water surrounded them both.

“Sounds like you need some care too,” she said with a soft laugh.

He hummed in agreement and scooped water into his hands to spill over her shoulders and chest; she hadn’t bothered to tie her hair up before getting into the tub, but she didn’t seem to mind it getting wet. She rested her head in the crook of his neck as he caressed her body, starting at her collarbones and working down, paying particular attention to her breasts and inner thighs.

“You sure you’re okay?” he asked after they were both silent for a while. “I don’t think I’ve seen you drop like that in a long time.”

“We haven’t done anything rough for a while, it just took me by surprise, that’s all.”

“I just don’t like making you cry,” he said as she turned around in his lap.

She took his face in her hands and moved in to kiss him.

“You didn’t make me cry,” she said softly. “I was just feeling a lot of things and ended up crying. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

He kissed her back, pulling her body closer to his until her breasts were pushed up against his chest and holding her tight to him.

“I love you,” he whispered against her lips. “I want you to feel safe with me, okay?”

“Okay,” she said before kissing him again. “I love you too.”

“This was supposed to be me making you feel better, y’know,” he said when he pulled away from her slightly.

“I know, but you deserve some aftercare too.”

#corey taylor x reader #corey taylor imagine #slipknot x reader #slipknot imagine #slipknot fanfics #real person fiction #rpf #x reader #reader insert #*my writing #self ship

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situation-dinner-far-available · 16 hours

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#wlw nsft #teyana taylor #encanto #portal 2 #sex education #sakusa x reader #bed #writing ideas #engineering #twice icons #rory gilmore #autism #corey taylor #best memes

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model-ready · 4 days

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#portal 2 #sex education #sakusa x reader #bed #writing ideas #twice icons #corey taylor #fire emblem #old town road #horror movies #positive affirmations #tony stark

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stay-close · 3 months

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But in that moment I understood what they say about nostalgia, that no matter if you’re thinking of something good or bad, it always leaves you a little emptier afterwards.

John Corey Whaley; Noggin

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surqrised · 3 months

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But in that moment I understood what they say about nostalgia, that no matter if you’re thinking of something good or bad, it always leaves you a little emptier afterwards.

John Corey Whaley; Noggin

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quotefeeling · 2 years

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But in that moment I understood what they say about nostalgia, that no matter if you’re thinking of something good or bad, it always leaves you a little emptier afterwards.

John Corey Whaley; Noggin

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thoughtkick · 11 months

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But in that moment I understood what they say about nostalgia, that no matter if you're thinking of something good or bad, it always leaves you a little emptier afterwards.

John Corey Whaley

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fountain-ring · 11 months

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listening to slipknot isnt enough anymore i need to set myself and the whole house on fire

#got possessed by clown while writing this #nu metal #slipknot #shawn crahan #metalcore #sid wilson #corey taylor #craig jones #jim root #joey jordison #michael pfaff #tortilla man #mick thomson #chris fehn

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thehopefulquotes · 5 months

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But in that moment I understood what they say about nostalgia, that no matter if you’re thinking of something good or bad, it always leaves you a little emptier afterwards.

John Corey Whaley; Noggin

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