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(Posting this for the THIRD TIME because tumblr hates me 😭)
❤️🖤🧡~Emo Goth and Gothic Lolita~💜🖤❤️
Ollie on left, Poppy on right!
Poppy’s parasol is meant to be an actual poppy! Her colours were picked by @idiotsmart1 and @thattiredgamer - purple symbolises royalty!
As for Ollie, they’re much more hands-on and far more likely to set a building on fire, while Poppy can’t because her skirts would crisp up…
I love them a lot man, a lot
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE
Goth Theme Box with Gothic Coffee Mug, Goth Skull Candle, Gothic Skull Earrings, Blanket and More
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Alternative Dangerous Ladies!!
Close ups!!
Alt team avatar
ARS LONGA, VITA BREVIS
(Art is long, life is short)
Why is it that emo, goth, or really anyone who dresses in lots of black and has dyed hair, lots of piercings and tattoos, etc. always stereotyped as standoffish, broody, or unpleasant to socialize with? The workers at hot topic, Spencer’s, and other people who fit the above description are honestly some of the nicest people I’ve ever met. They’re nicer and friendlier employees than a lot of employees I’ve seen at Walmart, McDonald’s, etc.
i finally decided to post again:3 WITH AN ACTUAL ARTSTYLE THAT I WILL BE CONSISTENTLY KEEPING
Finally getting over my cold 🤧
Guess who got tickets to go to Sick New World 😎🤘
Hello everyone 🦇✨
Just your typical alt girlie getting back into Tumblr again! Can’t wait to relive my 2010 era again with my 2022 self✨
Back with another alternative Unsure-if-it’s-a-hot-take-here-but-would-def-be-a-hot-take-on-other-social-media-platforms.
“Well I have to buy from (fast fashion/unethical fashion brand) because I’m Alt and local/thrift stores don’t have any alt stuff that fits my style!!!” Is complete bullshit. Make it yourself like the original alternative subculture did.
You don’t know how?
The internet has a thousand tutorials. If you’re overwhelmed and don’t know where to start you can literally DM me and I will send you some of my favorite YT channels that I learned from when I started dressing alternative years ago. A bottle of dye cost me like $8 last time I bought it, and I can use that to dye a whole bucket of clothes black, and an even larger amount of clothes if I want some grey tones and I’m not too worried about having it all completely black.
But I don’t have time to learn all that right now!!!!
That’s completely fine and understandable! I’ve been there, but it’s not an excuse to constantly consume fast fashion. Pick up one skill at a time and change your wardrobe slowly. It’s not going to be instantaneous. Also skills you already have are transferable. You like drawing/sketching? Get a couple markers and transfer it onto a tshirt, and now you’ve got the coolest shirt in the room.
But what about disabled people????
I’m going to be so real with you rn, every single disabled person in my life (even ones I just casually talk to at art markets) are the most creative people I know and this one just feels like a random scapegoat that able-bodied people throw around. I’m disabled too, specifically surrounding muscle/connective tissue function, chronic pain, and motor skills. I work at a slower pace, with mediums I know I’m good with, and take breaks, as do all my friends and acquaintances who share similar problems. If you’re disabled enough you cannot do so, this does not apply to you and I support you getting your needs met in the way that makes the most sense for you.
It’s a lot more counter-culture to just listen to the music and wear a basic pair of jeans and a shirt from the thrift that you put a skull on with sharpie, than to wear plastic crap from Shein and Temu. It’s not really raging against the machine to buy into it. Being clothed is important and a human right, however having your perfect ideal wardrobe immediately, cheaply, and at the expense of the wellbeing of either the planet or other people is not a human right. There’s a bit of a difference between those two, and you can survive in a pair of basic blue jeans, I promise you.
My life, your love. With this diamond I marry us💜
those last two are my FAVORITE
Although I will say that trying to be goth with Sam’s parents would’ve been extremely difficult.
Being goth in a Christian family as a Christian is…
Let’s just say it’s not easy.
There are rules my mom has set in place: Dad has to ok something before buying it(he’s old fashioned), no symbols apart from a cross(we actually agree on that one), can’t have too much skin showing(as in belly or thighs, I don’t like much of my legs exposed anyway), nothing too extravagant that’ll make people stare in public, nothing especially scary(what’s even the point then?!), and lastly no skulls(this is my least favorite of the rules)
yuor gonna tell me sam waas a goth in the 2000's nd only had like 3 outfits....textbook goth erasure....borderline hate crime......
im so confused why are runway shows being posted in #punk, #alternative and the likes??
are they not like, very mainstream and capitalistic?? can somebody explain imitations of punk and other alternative cultures really piss me off so if this was one of those I'd be sad :( please don't be some soon to be fast fashion knock-off for posers
Cushnie & Ochs Spring 2014
The pics we took the night when Ascension Night got canned due to the snow. But it's back this Saturday!
(Pics taken by @sleeplesstormcloud )
The amount of pics that I’ve been finding of Bill that I’ve never seen before with him absolutely slaying, is remarkable. Honestly. This man knows how to dress.
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drew an outfit i wore to a party a while ago (:
i sewed the cheongsam myself and i must admit im rlly proud of it
Rock'n Riptide
Poly!lost boys x Goth!mermaid!gn!reader
Got this idea a little while ago while swimming. It's honestly just me as a mermaid, but anyways....tell me what you think. And tell me if I should consider taking requests! Thank you and enjoy
Moving to Santa Carla was a big thing for you. You hadn't been here since the last time you came to visit your grandma, years ago. But now the house you had so many good memories of her in is all yours. Since you just got out of college, a house that you fully own isn't a bad start.
Even though it's across country from your whole family in Ocean city, Maryland.(another sunny beach town on the east coast) For as long as you could remember you mom would tell you the stories of how 'our kind need to stay by the sea, so we can always follow when it calls'. So Santa Carla was the perfect place, that you just had to re-learn to love.
After a week and a half of unpacking, job hunting and settling. You had found a job at a local alternative store, and you started in a few days. So you decided to have some fun while you still could, and go to the boardwalk.
You had forgotten how much you love the Boardwalk, Because you fit in with all the freaks and weirdos here. You were wearing ripped black jeans, a band-T you cropped yourself, black calf high boots with purple laces, and a black denim jacket with a painting of your family crest you did yourself too. You had a choker on, a few rings and bracelets, and you did your hair and makeup how you always do.
Moving through the heavy crowd, your senses were in full action. You could see all the bright lights, hear music somewhere in the distance, and feel the excitement in the air. But above all, you could smell the ocean air. The waves wafting the smell over you and making you feel right at home.
In the midst of all the fun, you hadn't noticed the two blonds tailing you. That was until you caught the shorter one staring, then immediately caught the twisted sister looking one staring too. Feeling playful as always, you ducked into the crowd, turned a few corners, and lead them right into a dead end. They couldn't understand it, they could have sworn they sall you turn into this ally.
"Looking for someone?" You said a smirk playing at your features. Now that you were up close, you could tell they weren't human.
"Just the rock'n Goth we saw just a second ago...do you know where they went?"
"That depends...what do you want with said rock'n Goth?"
“Well I'm Marko and this is Paul" Marko piped up “and we just wanna show you a fun time!"
"Well then, how could I say no to an offer like that, I'm y/n by the way"
The three of you made your way back to the Boardwalk, where you proceeded to raise absolute hell together. After a few hours, they dragged you over to their bikes. Where their two other friends and a little boy they had told you about. 'David, Dwayne, and Laddie' you thought to yourself.
David gave both the blonds at your sides a look of questioning. but all he got back was a look of ‘can we keep them!?!’. he would never admit it, but in that moment he was beat and he knew it. there was no getting rid of you.
it didn't take long for your friendship with the boys to turn into more. you spend almost every night with them and its nothing but fun. even when you have to work late the boys are there at your job to visit distract you. the only reason your boss doesn't mind is because they only come in at night.
after a while you piece together that they're vampires. you don't confront them about this, you want them to be comfortable enough to tell you themselves. that and you understood, you had a secret that you wanted to, but couldn't share.
as a mermaid showing someone your tail and swimming with them is an incredibly intimate thing. you wanted to share that experience with your boys, who you love so much. but you had to be sure of our decision before you did.
luckily you wouldn't have to wait for the conformation you needed, for long. the boys were happily surprised to hear that you already knew they were vampires. before they could offer you to turn, you asked them to meet you on the beach, late the next night. when you left the cave right after, the boys didn't know how to feel but they couldn't refuse you.
the boys were anxious and curious the whole night on the boardwalk, wondering what you had in store for them. after the boardwalk had closed, the boys walked out onto the beach. after a minute of looking they saw you, far down the beach. you were sitting on a large rock with the light of the moon illuminating the silhouette of your upper half.
the closer they walked to you the more they couldn't believe their eyes. there you were, your long tail of all black scales with streaks of shimmering gold, displayed in all its glory. in this moment you were even more breath taking to them ever, and then you turned to them, eyes the same striking gold color.
when they reached you they were speechless so they let you speak. you explained to them what you were and they didn't make a noise the whole time, untill you were done.
“can i touch it?” Paul said right before Dwayne smacked him upside the head.
You giggled "yes you can touch my tail just please be gental."
One by one they all reached out and placed a hand on your tail. With Carefull caressing they admired your scales up close.
"I've wanted to do this for a long time. Tell you guys everything, show you my tail and I would be honored if you would go for a swim with me." You spoke with confidence hiding the fear you were really feeling.
"How could we refuse?" David words soothed all your fears at once.
You could feel the excitement building in you, as the boys quickly stripped to swim with you. Diving into the water, the boys close behind you, there was nothing in the world that could make you happier. Vampires don't really need air so you didn't have to worried about it, while you swam the night away.