no

Risky boopness

a danger boop

why does oscar wilde take 150 pages to write something he could literally say in a paragraph

gay

compelling argument

Yes, but also - this chapter is a direct reference to the famous “yellow book” Dorian is reading and of which he says he was corrupted by. This book was “Á Rebours” by Joris-Karl Huysmans and it is considered to be THE book about decadence, it got cult status quite quickly and played a very important role for Oscar Wilde when he wrote the book. The chapter that lists all the things he uses his money and time for is an exact reference to many, many of the chapters in Á Rebours because the novel is literally about a noble man dying from syphilis and an utterly decadent lifestyle.

And also: the fact that he had these long, flowery chapters was not only a demonstration of his skill, but also the fulfillment of the novel’s proposition itself - art pour l’art alone.

(Hit me up if you would like some sources on this, I wrote one of my Bachelor theses and another, smaller paper about Dorian Gray!)

Puppy reacts to getting hicups!

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dogs are so pure. i cant even believe this small little thing is barking at its own little stomach for creating hiccups inside of him.

This has brightened my day like a doge shaped ray of sunshine <3

Hayley Atwell

Dragon Age feelings……

oooooooooouuuuuuuu

aaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

his song reaches the depths of my very soul…..

*evaporates*

C A R O L // T H E R E S E

I’m laughing so hard cause this is deadass what bees do 😂

Save them

Hi, Clair. I’d like to come in and talk with you. Would that be all right?

This is the Batman we need to see more often. The one who remembers what it was like to be a scared child, one who knows how to handle situations delicately.

A Somber Goodbye

His hands loosely folded in his lap, his eyes closed, Yorick’s focus shifted to the few noises that surrounded him during this quiet evening. The rustling of fabric, wooden pegs being driven into the ground, the shifting of logs and quiet cursing just across from him. It didn’t disturb the quiet prayer he formed with his lips. A ritual he had kept up since he could remember, the past years during exactly those circumstances. There was the light crackling of a starting fire, but it faded out quickly after it had come to life, followed by another curse. Yorick’s eyes opened, still quietly praying, focusing on the man who knelt across from him in front of the supposed campfire. His dark blonde brows were drawn together in a deep frown as he fumbled around with the firewood and the glowing embers. Letting out a tense grunt the blond man sat back, bringing up one hand, his frown turning from pissed off to focused as suddenly a small flame started dancing across his palm. With a quick snap of his fingers the fire sprang into the logs and twigs, setting the campfire ablaze with an audible woosh. Just as Yorick raised an eyebrow about that method of getting the fire started their eyes met and his good friend Thomas simply gave him an exasperated shrug, earning him a lopsided grin from the dark-haired man across from him. With the prayer finished and their camping site better illuminated Yorick let his eyes wander, catching Cat in his sights, who was still diligently working on setting up their two rather rundown tents. She liked doing that, said it cleared her mind in the evening after long days. Yorick supposed it must be a ritual for her by now as well.

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OK EVERYBODY SHUT UP AND FOCUS ON WHAT’S REALLY IMPORTANT

suns

miritama week day 6: scars

This will be my fine little blog filled with stories, writing prompts, maybe little previews of my plays, a few stories concerning my table top RPGs and occasionally some voice acting bits (as soon as I get around to sticking my nose deeper into that).

The blog name is a very stupid german-english joke. ‘Bin’ in german means ‘am’, so since I’m trash and this is where I’ll dump my trash: TrashBin. The url is a joke on a very stupid teenage slang that’s going around the german region at the moment, which basically translates to ‘I’m trash’ as well. So here we are. Very clever, I know.

Now you wonder: german? Yes, I’m actually a 24 year old girl from Austria, living in London at the moment, wondering were I’m going with my life. I can give you a few words that might give you a little sneak peak on who I am (no I won’t list trash again): cats, acting, cosplay, writing, anxiety, TTRPGs, hugs, nerd, artist, wanderer. Also edgy emo teen at heart, forever and ever.

Thanks for checking in, stay awesome!

Started a small writing blog, if you are curious take a look <3