Unfortunately I Am Part Of That Everyone

I love this so freaking much

Get To Know Me/Tag Game For Goth Christians: November 2024:

1.) what type of Christian do you consider yourself to be, other than a Goth Christian?

+ Non-Denominational, Omnistic, Progressive, Unitarian/Universalist/Humanitarianism

2.) what kind of music do you listen to?

+ all kinds of music, I love all genres of music really

3.) do you attend Church? what kind of Church is it?

+ Yes, I go to a Unitarian Church in the suburbs, it's the most wonderful Church I've ever been inside of, everyone is so loving and respectful and friendly, it's a place that Jesus would be very proud of

4.) what do you wish non Christians would know about being a Christian?

+ That being a real Christian in general means following Jesus, being held accountable for your actions, practicing what you preach, being kind and loving towards other people, Jesus doesn't want you to change your personality, he wants you to change your bad behavior and that Jesus wants a personal relationship with all of us

5.) what do you love about being a Goth?

+ Goth Music and Fashion, Goth Culture and the Aesthetic does originally come from Christianity after all, it just feels like a birthright(lol), being a Christian Goth is just so empowering

6.) are you a fan of Horror Films?

+ Yes, 100 percent, I Love the classic formula of Vaudeville Horror combined with a Modern Twist, I'm very much a Horror Punk, I am however not a fan of all types of Horror, some is just sexploitation and body horror and it disturbs me on a spiritual level/doesn't sit well with me, I hate hate hate zombies too lol, I love stuff with Vampires, Aliens, Robots and Angels however

7.) do you have any Tattoos?

+ I don't but I would love to have many someday, a bunch of Crosses and Bible Verses and Flowers would be great as well as song lyrics

8.) what do you think about Anne Rice?

+ I adore Anne Rice, she was after all a Christian Goth herself, she really left the blueprint and paved the way for Gothic storytelling

9.) how do you feel about Sparkly, Cuddly, Friendly Vampires?

+ I love Sparkly, Cuddly, Friendly Vampires, they're my best friends(lol)

10.) what would surprise people about yourself, as if being a Christian Goth isn't surprising enough(lol)

+ I hate drugs and alcohol, I'm a Vegetarian, I'm Celibate and I think promoting suicide should not be a part of Goth Culture, I also hates jokes about devil worship, I am after all, both a Christian and a Goth at the same time

Prompt no.2 in the MerMay list is ‘Cosmic’.

More like cosmically behind on these prompts, am I right?

…I’ll see myself out.

Trilobite Mermaid

GREEN DAY ART ON TUMBLR???? GORGEOUS????💚💚💚💥💥💥

the boys in ther Rock am Ring stage fits 🔥 timelapse vid on Patreon

@fullofwoe5321 can I put this idea in my fanfic PLEASE

Tyler's Insults Need Some Work 👀

Okay but on a real note...

When Tyler called Wednesday a cockroach he had to know she'd take that as a compliment right? Like he's been around her enough to know that insults like that don't work..so was he like actually flirting?

Like I'm trying to figure out why he would say that? Like..?

OMGOMGOMGOMG

This is my new favorite thing ever????? I love it?????????

And the fic??????? Aaaaaaaaa

can i tell you a secret? 💗

based on this fic from @avatarmerida !!

bonus:

OMG OMGOMG THIS IS ADORABLE

Could you draw Lena with Donald pls? I think it would be cute. :)

That would definitely be cute.

Lena getting her first guitar lesson from Uncle Donald.

Hope you liked anon.

Literally them

I found a funny photo so I couldn't resist painting this.

merman spa day 🫧

while reading a good ol waterproof book, as one does

Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.

On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.

And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.

Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.

The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.

When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.

~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy