#oscar novelle

[weirdlookindog]

Weird Vampire Tales Vol.3 #3 - Eerie Publications, October 1979.

Cover art by Oscar Novelle.

[whereshadowslive]

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[deimosatellite]

like idk it just seems actually nefarious to take one of the very few widely known instances of queerness in older history being a symbol to show queer people that we've always existed and aren't alone for CENTURIES and taking away the queerness from it. like. i know some people say that ''the queerness isnt important in the book" which i mean in my opinion i could go off for 10k words in an essay as to how basil's love for dorian is integral to the story BUT EVEN APART from that its really just. having a real explicitly queer character in such an old and widely regarded classic novel is HUGE for queer history and this is just. literally like. its 2024. why are you doing queer erasure to DORIAN GRAY

[wedarkacademia]

“Children begin by loving their parents; as they grow older they judge them; sometimes they forgive them.”

― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

[coff33andb00ks]

Oscar + 47 41 ⭐️

47 & 41: holding onto the other’s hand so they can’t run away / loosely holding onto each other’s hand

driver + number = drabble/short fic <3

<this took forever I'm SO sorry>

"I quite like that one."

You narrow your eyes and tip your head, propping your hands on your hips. "Oscar?"

Your boyfriend gives you a gentle smile. "Yes darling?"

Ignoring the way the pet name rolls off his tongue, making your stomach feel all mushy, you huff with annoyance. You know he's only saying it to get the impromptu shopping trip finished. "You've said that for every outfit."

He's unaffected, blinking once, smile still in place. "Yes?"

"You can't quite like all of them."

"Can't I?"

You wrinkle your nose. "No."

He blinks at you, still smiling. "Ah." Rubbing his nose, he looks you over again. Then, with the most deadpan voice, "You look like shit."

"Oscar!"

"Now what?" he groans, smile finally fading.

"I just want you to be honest," you sigh, crossing to where he's seated outside the dressing room.

"Am I ever not honest?" He looks genuinely confused and it hits you - Oscar is never anything but honest. As soon as you're close enough he's taking your hand, lightly swinging it as he looks you up and down. "You always look sensational, darling. You could wrap a curtain around yourself and still be the most beautiful woman in the room."

Again your stomach feels all mushy. Again you ignore it. "Stop being ridiculous."

He stops swinging your hand. "I'm lost," he says. "Why don't you tell me what you want me to say?"

"The truth."

Standing, he tightens his grip on your hand and guides you into a slow turn. Once you're facing him again there's a grin pulling at his lips. "You look amazing."

"Yellow makes me look sick," you sigh.

"Yellow on you reminds me of the sunflowers I got you on our first date."

"Osc..." It's practically a whine.

"I love you in everything. Because - to me, honestly - you look beautiful in everything." He's speaking softly, and when he speaks like this you have a tendency to forget where you are.

"Stop," you mumble, vaguely aware of the other people milling around the shop and he's about to make you cry. He always says the right thing - you think it's because he grew up with sisters and his mom is a gem. Gotta send her a sweet text thanking her. You start to back away but his hand tightens around yours, holding you fast. "Osc–"

"You want the truth? That I can't look at any color and not think how you'd look in it? That I'll see someone else wearing the same shirt or dress as you and wonder why it doesn't look right?" He holds your hand tightly, keeping you from getting away. "Christ. You think I'm just saying bullshit, don't you? I'm not, and I'll keep saying it until you believe me."

"Oscar, you don't–"

"You took my breath away the moment we met. I got it back, but I lose it again every time I look at you." His other hand comes up, cupping your cheek. "I don't care what you're wearing, darling."

"Oh Osc," you whisper, smiling as you fight tears. "I really do love you."

[danmori630]

“i hate you” is so overused and means nothing anymore. “i hope your best friend turns your favorite twink into a bathroom stall wisdom-spouting redpilled alpha male” is better. it’s real. its terrifying. it happened to basil hallward.

[lonizera]

currently missing the vacuo team ;w;

i finally designed their outfits wOOHOOOOOO, i had such a hard time deciding nora’s colour palette with her design, same with emerald :djdjdjdksksk

but i’m really happy with how ren and oscar’s turned out :’)))

[katy71561]

“Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault.”

- Oscar Wilde

[amvrleig]

rain kissed books! oh how pretty you are!

[inchidentally]

https://x.com/ln4norris/status/1739761082456244645?s=20

It may seem like such an insignificant thing, but it will put a smile on your face <3

bless you anon bc I'm soooo tired right now w work and this was one of those moments I missed from joining fandom so late and it absolutely put a smile on my face

and it makes me think of when out of all his birthday wishes that day he only reposted Oscar's and when the two pics he chose were of him posing beneath Oscar's name and zooming in on the group pic to just him and Oscar. he really said it sure is nice to choose than to be chosen sometimes <3

[weirdlookindog]

Terrors Of Dracula Vol.1 #4 - Eerie Publications, August 1979.

Front cover art uncredited. Back cover by Oscar Novelle.

[beyondthebox]

An aesthetic pleasure to read this book👓📖

[eddie-redmayne-italian-blog]

New photos and Trailer of The Day of Jackal!!

I can't wait!!

November 7, 2024!!

Nowtv, Sky, peackok.

[queeringclassiclit]

Dorian Gray & Basil Hallward

from The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

secret 7th option: they're.. brothers?

[keatingwilde]

maybe romanticising my degree is the only viable option to get me through it

[minthe-drawings]

Commission for @/MoriBerri

Commission for @/horchataheaux

Commission for @/Celestial__Bun