Just finished reading an incredible essay by E Patrick Johnson called "Quare" Studies, or (Almost) Everything I Know About Queer Studies I Learned from My Grandmother. Basically, quare theory is a reaction white queer theorist's tendency to ignore queer people of color, and the material effects that both race and class have on people outside of gender and sexuality. I think maybe everyone should read it (though it was assigned in a masters level class and took me two days to read, so be warned I guess)
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Goth Subculture Lookbook 2: Romantic Goth - Pt. 1
I also want to credit Trellia both as inspiration and as a reference for these different styles. This was also true of the first one as well, and I thought I had credited her but I hadn't.
CC Links and Credits under the cut
Irnan: Hair Flowers, Earrings, Necklace*, Dress, Rings, Shoes
Cecil: Coat, Top, Pants, Shoes
Quarshil: Earrings, Necklace, Top, Undershirt, Pants, Shoes
Mattias: Necklace, Top, Undershirt, Skirt, Stockings*, Shoes
*TSR
Many thanks to: @simpliciaty-cc, @dallasgirl79, @livixo, @chere-indolente, @evellsims, @adelarsims, @ts4eve, @strangestorytellersims, @astya96cc, @tzuhu, @joliebean, @sentate, @regina-raven, @ashwwa
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Qilin, picking Nags up from the ground : Why is he laying down on the ground.
Waron : He's thirsting for vengeance.
Qilin : ...Well, why was he not moving then?
Waron : Dude, shut up. Vengeance is tiring, you know.
••••
Nagyunn : *lifting up Aucherguni, gaze darkened*
Waron : Wow.
Luzian : GAH! Najin, don't grab that!
Fidorance : There's literally other things he could choose. Why did he choose that?
Waron : Like I said, vengeance, man.
Fidorance : Shut up.
Nagyunn : ....
Luzian : Come on, Najin...give me that and I'll give you this flower.
Tyr : ...! Luzian, that's a poisonous flower!
Luzian : Oh no! *pulls back before Nags could take it*
Fidorance : ...maybe it's a good choice that he picked that Narin.
••••
Darigon : Come on, Najin. Say 'Darigon's the best'.
Nagyunn : ...
Quaring : ...what do you think you're doing?
Darigon : Teaching him his first word. What else?
Quaring : I dunno. Something not dumb?
Darigon : Hey, hold the sass. A baby's here, watch your mouth.
Quaring : This is stupid.
Darigon clasped his hands on Nags' ears : *gasp* Quaring! Choice of word!
Quaring : Oops.
Nagyunn : *frowns* Dis is 'etting stupef.
Quaring : See? Even he agrees with me—
Quaring :
Darigon :
Nagyunn :
Darigon : D-did he just talked?
Quaring : I'm not on drugs then, thank goodness sake.
Nagyunn : ...bah.
Darigon : Don't lie to me, boy!
Darigon : I heard cha!
Quaring : Don't scream to a baby.
Darigon : A NAJIN baby.
Quaring : That's—
Darigon : There's no way his word will be that, Quaring.
Lauzun : Actually.
Quaring : OH GOD!
Darigon : *screeches*
Quaring : W-where did you come from?
Lauzun : I'm just nearby.
Lauzun : But Jin-ah's first word had always been unique.
Lauzun : Although, it's just a rumoured spectaculation because no one in the town knows his deep background. But the elderly in the town always say that Jin-ah's first word must be dumb or grumpy or something, with how much he always appeared mad and quiet.
Quaring : ....
Darigon : ....hah.
Darigon : I guess that can be your first word, Najin.
Nagyunn : Yeh I knou.
Darigon : See?
Darigon : Wait.
••••
Nagyunn, thinking : So apparently, only my physical form reverted back to my old infant stage. But my memories and mental capacity are still intact, thank you.
Nagyunn, thinking : I'm much more helpless in this state. I need to depend on others for help.
Luzian & Wadrin : *yell at each other while flames burning up to Wadrin's pant because they're trying to cook*
Lauzun : *tries to cut tree with Side Slash but nearly cut Myusa and Quaring*
Myusa : *traumatise*
Quaring : *pass out*
Jiroon : *tries to help Myusa & Quaring out*
Toorisun : *confuse if he should help Wadrin or Jiroon*
Marsha : *staring at Nags, creepily*
Nuljin : *tries to feed Nags some soup*
Yulnia : *tries to eat that food, you baby food stealer*
Darigon : *plummet to the ground because of Waron*
Waron : *plummets Darigon to the ground*
Pymel : *tries to stop the fire from Wadrin's pant*
Tyr : *wishing he's dead*
Nagyunn :
Nagyunn : Uh nu.
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