“Oh My God, He’s So Scary,” I Say As I Kick My Feet Up In The Air And Giggle Like An Idiot.

goya's black paintings are mysterious and difficult to decypher to YOU. i know everything about them when i get a really high fever though.

zailing past the Dawn Machine like

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These are fictional magazine covers from Blade Runner created by production illustrator Tom Southwell. They only briefly appeared in the background on a magazine stand in the city streets.

Goths aren't "true to seed" in the sense that the biological offspring of two goths do not necessarily grow up to be goth, though inheriting the inclination for it from both parents increases the odds significantly. That is not how goths naturally reproduce.

The process is actually quite sophisticated, and requires the presence of a full-grown goth to trigger it. A pupal-stage proto-goth, at this point completely indistinguishable from any other small human child, only needs to encounter a mature specimen once - and while the initial imprinting that ensues will only take seconds, the incubation period often takes more than a decade, even several.

The first visible step of the transformation is triggered when the dormant goth suddenly gains awareness that they have free will and can do whatever they want with their appearance. While the progress may be gradual, or seem like the transformation happened all at once overnight, the initial seed was planted years ago. And now, in full bloom, a fully-fledged mature adult goth may finally be happy.

And that's why it's important to sometimes look goth as fuck in the grocery store. You might be seen by small child who had previously hoped to die before adulthood because everything they've heard about becoming a grownup is just pure misery, who will then consequently think to themselves "actually nevermind, that's what I want to be when I grow up."

Sometimes I just wish I could-

I want to talk about this:

And the fact he is wearing his shirt knotted like I was /not/ ready for this I love it.

ok so a clegan opinion of mine is that they have a lot of the same freak codependency thoughts but the key differentiator is their reactions… say they’re both separately like “i wish we were conjoined.” now john would be kicking his feet and giggling over the idea of them sharing organ functions. whereas gale is like AUGH and shoves the thought into a tiny drawer of his mind where the combined small space and heat of horniness warp it into another, even weirder idea like some kind of fucked up shrinky dink. so when he goes to look again it’s now “i wish i could die in his arms while he cries over me and then become a ghost and not reveal myself to him but instead creepily possess his body to jerk him off.” gale’s next problem is that john would find that super romantic

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