Nocontenttt - Reblogs

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She dived deeply under the dark waters, rising and falling with the waves, till at length she managed to reach the young prince, who was fast losing the power of swimming in that stormy sea. His limbs were failing him, his beautiful eyes were closed, and he would have died had not the little mermaid come to his assistance. She held his head above the water, and let the waves drift them where they would.

- Hans Christian Andersen, The Little Mermaid

life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it

I wanted to make an animation based on Lenore and Annabel Lee, but I lost confidence and strength because exams are coming soon and I am preparing for them

Ehemm.... here you go anyway

“Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.”

― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

Dostoevsky's and Dazai's religious ideologies were like complete opposites and I was all for it when working on The Gospel.

I would've totally dug deeper into Dostoevsky but I haven't finished Crime and Punishment yet so everything on Dostoevsky's end is from my research, if any of you have read Crime and Punishment (or any of his works really), let me know if Google was correct.

So I'm thinking the reason why The Gospel is 130 whatever pages is because I'm digging in on an individual level, and then like I'm like also writing this as if someone doesn't know the entire plot of BSD. Well, ok, that was more necessary for like 15, Stormbringer, and the Dragon Head Incident just cause not everyone has read those, but I'm also using the manga for this analysis and I've noticed some differences between the anime and the manga so I'm coming across scenes that like I wasn't even aware of in the Prison Arc.

Also I try to differentiate when I'm talking about the real life author by calling the actual author by their last name out of respect and calling the anime character by their first name. So like with Fyodor I refer to the anime character as Fyodor but the author as Dostoevsky in my analysis. That's kinda hard to do with Dazai though so...you guys are just gonna have to figure out when I'm talking about real life Dazai and anime Dazai...sorry.

Anyway, quick update, enjoy these crumbs because I do have finals coming up so I won't be able to work as much as I want to on this. Progress will be slow and/or come to a complete halt in the next few weeks, but once I am free it is going to be WRITING time lemme tell you.

I'm about done with the Prison Arc, just covered Chuuya killing Dazai yesterday. Literally had to research the impact of bullet wounds in the shoulder thank you Chuuya. Then after that I actually plan on redoing the 15 arc completely just because my writing style really developed over the course of this analysis and I want to match that. Then onto proofreading and finalizing.

does rereading the secret history count as classics revision because i have an exam tomorrow but all i can remember is that tiryns kind of looks like a limp dick

More old man yaoi and some fantasy au Akutagawa and Atsushi for yall :))

btw guys managing your symptoms also means apologizing for things you didn't mean to do. sometimes you do things because of your disorders that you genuinely didn't mean to do, but if it hurt someone you still have to take accountability and make up for the hurt you caused

the mirror

i am bright and gleaming the visage of you, wholly i am unshapen and torn with the hope of meeting you halfway

when you laugh, i join but alone i am hollow i sit quiet and wait until you turn that light on

i weep sometimes the thought of you sick of your own reflection but i just can't help it anymore

it's fine, i've been discarded before just toss me out, throw me away cracked, faded, and gone thinking of you as i wait

and when they come along, they'll see a mirror that needs to be cleaned but they won't find themselves in it instead, the visage of a hundred before

there is nothing that i like to do except ask these little questions that i already know the answer to just to hear you speak a little more

i have nothing left to say just let me hear more about you let me listen and disappear until what's left of me is you