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Hey, all! So while I was at Otakon, I went to this panel called “Crossplay for Girls.” All my other friends were at the rave and I figured it’d be a pretty useful panel! So I thought you all might like to hear what I learned, along with a bit of my own experiences! ^_^“ Just so you know, one of the speakers was Lady Ava from cosplay.com, so if you’re interested in a bit more of the details, either ask me or contact her! :) (can’t find the other speakers T^T)
Wig Advice Make sure you’re careful when buying a wig for your crossplay. A lot of girls have a bit more hair and that can make the wig a bit tighter. Also, many male-appearing wigs have shorter hair in the back. Make sure that it’s going to cover all of your hair, and also make sure your own hair is either pinned or in the wig cap securely! We don’t want any of your black hair peaking out through your blonde wig or something, right? :)
Make Up I’ve always wondered how I’m supposed to do make up for a shoot/convention when I’m a guy, especially if the character definitely doesn’t wear make up! But they gave me a few helpful hints on that one. First, darken your eyebrows a bit. Guys tend to have fuzzier eyebrows than women have. They gave two suggestions: the route I know and the route I didn’t. For the former, take your eye liner pencil and simply do some sketchy lines in your eyebrows, going outwards just a bit. Follow the lines of your own eyebrows (I used this method when doing Claire’s for her England cosplay). The other route was using a mascara brush. They said to brush in the opposite direction of your brows, then up a bit and fiddle with them (after they’ve dried) to look the way you want. This’ll give your eyebrows a bit fuzzier of an appearance. The other thing they mentioned was blush. Most women apply their blush to the upper cheek bone. For guys, if you do in in a sort of triangle/angle, one line going underneath that same bone, then down, it’ll give your jaw a bit more of a square look and hide the "round woman face” a bit more! *Other tips for that jaw were given in posing.
Binding Advice I’ve already done one post on binding, though I’ll talk a bit more about it again. :) First method would be binding with ACE bandages. Wrap from the bottom upwards, and don’t try to do this lying down. Things will not “settle” correctly. ^^“ Especially if YOU’LL be standing up most of the time in the outfit, you want to do the binding standing up. Second main method is an actual binder. T-Kingdom and Underworks were the two examples given (ironic, since those were the two that I looked at!) if you’re interested! Always make sure to get your size; most of the websites come with sizing charts. DON’T GET A SMALLER SIZE TO COMPRESS MORE. It’s not healthy for your ribs and you could break something! Remember to breathe from your stomach, not as much with your chest (any singers out there will know what I’m talking about! ^_^ )
The "Butt” of the Problem Okay, girls, let’s face it. Guys tend to not show as much fat on their bodies. It’s simply because we’re made differently. Therefore: GUYS TEND NOT TO HAVE A “BUTT.” I usually haven’t had too much of an issue with this in cosplay, though I never fully thought about it before! The girls recommended that you can actually do the same thing to your rear end that you do to your chest: binding. You don’t have to do it too much, just to flatten out some of those lines. Also, they said you could do some wrapping near your hips to flatten out the natural curves of your hips. :)
“Manly Pants!” (Title from a joke from the panel X3) Okay, there’s a sewing tip, more of, then your gestures or characteristics while cosplaying. Girls pants tend to have a flair at the bottom. It helps to define our curves and make our legs look great! Guys, though, not so much. ^^“ In summary with a lot of this: curves are not your friend while crossplaying ;) Try to flatten them out a bit! So make sure that when you sew your pants for your outfit, a lot of guy-pants tend to be a bit straighter in the legs. If you want to fully see, take a pair of your own regular, womens jeans and hold them up to a pair of regular guy’s jeans (not the skinny jeans or something like that, though). I’m pretty sure you’ll see the difference!
Posing and Creating the Male Persona First thing they talked about is walking. Girls, we tend to swing our hands a bit more. We swing our hips a bit more, and our feet go one in front of the other. The "model walk” is really just an over-exaggerated version of the “girl walk.” /teehee/ Guys walk with their feet shoulder width apart, feet facing forward. Their arms don’t swing as much (usually. This will depend on your character, of course! For example, Hunny-sempai from Ouran could use a bit of arm swinging, in my opinion ;) ), their shoulders are back (to make your shoulders appear more “manly” by the way, try shoulder pads! Yes, you’ll feel like you’re from the 80’s, but it could definitely work!). For those of you who’ve done marching band, they said that this will be great practice for you! Just don’t actually roll your feet too much, since guys don’t glide usually. ;) As far as sitting goes, girls overall tend to sit back in the chair, closer to the back of the seat while guys tend to sit forward. Girls tend to cross their legs or sit with their legs very close together (it’s also thought to be more “lady-like”). Guys, on the other hand, sit with their legs apart, since it’s obviously more comfortable for them. Unless your character calls for it, no crossing your legs unless its loosely so, where your ankle more of sits on your knee as opposed to your other knee. Remember to stay a bit more loose. As far as posing goes, remember your “rules” for yourself in sitting and walking. If it’s a standing pose, for example at a convention, remember the three-fourths view. This is more likely to make you appear slimmer, and will give the camera a very nice view for the photo! One other tip they gave was to have your hips slightly forward (obviously, don’t over-exaggerate this!!!!!!!!!!!), keep your shoulders back, feet shoulder-width apart, and flash the camera your winning smile!
*If you have any other tips or questions, send them to me in my Ask Box, please! ^_^
Summary: Luke isn’t intimidated by a simple babysitting gig, okay? He really isn’t. He’s performed live in front of massive audiences on West End and seen his face on the big screen all around the world. Needless to say, he’s definitely not scared of some little girls. Especially not Josh Gad’s adorable little girls. Nope, not scared at all.
The front door is pretty average; tall and sturdy and probably a little expensive, but plain. Certainly nothing to be intimidated by. Except that Luke knows the man of his dreams is just behind that door. And with him, his beautiful wife and two daughters. God, he really should just turn around and feign some deadly illness because the whole situation is too absurd.
When Josh had asked him for a favor, Luke had foolishly agreed without knowing anything, jumping at any opportunity to please like an overeager puppy. He hadn’t realized that the favor would involve going just long enough without seeing Josh to make Luke really miss him and then sleeping over at Josh’s house with the two most important little people in his friend’s life. It was all a giant domestic tease that Luke wasn’t sure he could handle.
Luke never thought that he would be trying to get into Gaston’s headspace outside of shooting Beauty and the Beast (because really, who would willingly put themselves in that guy’s headspace for any other reason?), but he found himself taking out his phone and pulling up the camera app, trying to let courage show through his eyes on the screen as he channeled his character’s outrageous self-confidence.
“You are Luke Evans, and you are clever, kind, and incredibly fun to be around. You are the perfect babysitter, and you have noth ing to worry about.”
He cocked an eyebrow for effect, starting to feel even less self-assured at how silly he looked, when he heard the door unlatch. He immediately shoved his phone in his pocket and felt heat rising to his cheeks as the door swung open and he looked up into Josh’s amused eyes.
And in one glorious panel, we learn a few vital tidbits of information:
1) Odin is 18 (to the people who are all “OMG he was lying about his age??” - really?)
2) Odin is universally recognized as a nerd.
3) Odin is a virgin. Hahahahahaha. Not that being a virgin is a bad thing (hell, I’m a virgin) - I just think on Odin it’s adorable and is gonna be fun stuff for the future
4) Odin is straight.
Also can we appreciate the fact that Odin has just been kidnapped at gunpoint, handcuffed, and shot at by his 12 year-old sisters, and the main thing he’s worried about is that his sis wants to go on a date? Great big bro right there, ladies and gentlemen.
Senior prom. Riley had been dreaming of prom since she was a little girl. In her mind, it had always been the equivalent to a magnificent ball where she could freely be a princess. She never cared if she actually became prom queen, just the idea of getting to put on a gown and dance the night away made her giddy. In her junior year she had spent the night with her friends, none of them having dates except for Farkle and Izzy, of course.
But now senior prom was only a week away, and Riley could not be dreading it more. Back in sophomore year her and Lucas decided that it was best that they took a break and tried to get the dynamic they had while they were friends back, which meant she was left dateless. Who else would she go with, really? Lucas and her had always been the fairy tale everyone looked up to, the princess and her prince. And back then she wanted that with all of her heart - now?
Now she wasn’t so sure she wanted a prince at all. What she really wanted was a knight in shining armor to come and sweep her off her feet, but she knew it wouldn’t happen.
She had gone to Topanga’s on her own for a little while, just to drink some coffee and read a book. It felt weird, being there alone. Even when she wasn’t with all of her friends, there was always Maya. There had always been Maya.
But Maya had plans with her mom and Shawn, apparently. And so Riley sat in a booth by herself, completely immersed in the beauty that was The Selection by Kiera Cass. She enjoyed it so much purely because of how America refused to be treated as if she was fragile, something which Riley wholeheartedly supported. As much as she wished to be like the strong female protagonists she read about, she knew she never would be.
Because she was fragile. She was so fragile, and she had been gluing and taping herself back together for so long as her heart broke over and over again, but she never let anyone see the damage. She never let anyone see how desperately in love she was. Because it was a one sided love, and she could think of no greater tragedy.
When the sun was melting into the horizon she realized she should probably get home, not wanting to have walk all alone in the dark, no matter how short a distance it was. She carefully stuffed her book into her bag and left her empty mug on the table. She felt bad leaving it there for one of the waitresses her mom had employed to clean up, but she really should’ve been going.
As she made the short trek back to her apartment building she let herself fantasize about what it would be like to be at prom with the person she wanted to be with - but not just simply there, there together, as an actual couple.
Someone had nominated her for prom queen, which had surprised her quite a lot. She probably should’ve seen it coming, with how popular she was with her class. The other girls in the running were Maya and Missy. Riley herself had nominated Maya, wanting her friend to feel appreciated by those around her. God, did Riley appreciate her.
The nominees for king were, of course, Zay, Farkle, and Lucas. None of them could care less which one of them won. Meanwhile, Riley campaigned for Maya, Maya campaigned for Riley, and Missy campaigned for herself. Riley remembered how bad she had felt when Izzy hadn’t been nominated, but Izzy had sheepishly smiled when confronted about it and admitted that she nominated Riley.
When she made it to her apartment she tried to open the door, only to find it locked. She swear she could hear shuffling inside as she repeatedly jerked the handle, but chose to ignore it as she dug into her bag to get her keys. She fumbled with them for a few seconds before finally getting the door open.
To her genuine surprise she opened it to what seemed to be a never ending darkness. The lights had all been turned off and and the curtains were drawn. She squinted to try and see if there was anything or anyone that could’ve been making the shuffling sounds. She was about to reach for the light switch when there was a magical like sounds from near the window, and a string of fairy lights were turned on. Standing in the light stood Ava, dressed as a fairy - wand and all.
She waltzed across the room and grabbed Riley’s hand, leading her over to purple Christmas lights that outlined the window. It was a beautiful set up, but it confused her.
"Ava, what are you -“
"Ava?” She was cut off by the little blonde herself, who held his wand up to Riley’s mouth as if she was magically sealing it shut. “I’m not Ava, I’m your fairy godmother!” She declared.
"And I’m her little helper!“ Auggie jumped out from the shadows, wearing a majestic looking cloak. The pair of them in their get ups looked adorable, and Riley felt a smile spread across her face. But still, she wondered, what is all this for?
"We have your pumpkin, my dear lady,” Ava presented her with a piece of paper. Riley furrowed her eyebrows as she looked down to read it. It was the hard copy of a limousine rental the night of prom.
"Also known as your carriage that will take you to the ball,“ Auggie added. By then Riley was catching on. Both hope and dread seemed to lodge themselves into her head as she played along.
The young couple school grabbed one of her hands and pulled her over to the kitchen table. Another set of fairy lights were switched on, and she caught sight of her dad hiding behind the counter smiling widely. There seemed to be someone beside him, but it didn’t look like her mother.
On the table there lay the gorgeous lavender dress she had ordered a little while ago. She gasped, having forgotten how beautiful it was up close when she tried in on in a different color in the shop.
"And we’ve got your dress!” Auggie cried, practically bouncing with excitement. Ava placed a hand on his shoulder as a way of telling him to calm down.
"Last but not least,“ Ava began, pausing as Riley was pulled towards the doorway that led back to the bedrooms. "We have your prince…"
Time seemed to freeze as a thousand thoughts passed through Riley’s head at once. Would it be Lucas, who had once called her a princess? But surely he wouldn’t be making such a big gesture when they had already broken up two years prior. Perhaps, with her luck, it would be Charlie. Or maybe it would be Zay, which would really surprise her. Or it could be any other boy who wanted to be her prince - it didn’t matter. It didn’t matter because she knew that no matter what, after they went through all this trouble for her, she’d say yes. She wouldn’t be able to crush the heart of some poor boy simply because she didn’t want a prince.
All of these thoughts happened in the mere second before Auggie spoke up again, finishing Ava’s previous statement.
It took a moment for what he said to register before Riley’s eyes went wide. She felt the hope that she had pushed aside burn inside her chest, filling her lungs until she was ready to scream it out.
Another string of fairy lights were turned on. Unlike the other two, these lights were white rather than purple. And underneath them stood an angel holding a piece of art.
Maya was smiling at her with tears in her eyes as she held a sign which Riley knew only the blonde could’ve painted that read: ”PROM?“
"What’d ya say, Riles? Go to prom with me?” She asked. Riley felt herself smiling so much it hurt. She gently took the sign out of Maya’s hands and placed it on the ground, not wanting to ruin it.
Maya’s face dropped as she thought Riley was declining her offer, about to tell her that she only liked her as a friend. But once the paper was out of harm’s way Riley threw her arms around Maya, enveloping her in a hug.
"Yes,“ she whispered in Maya’s ear as she held the girl she loved close to her. "A million, billion times yes."
Both girls were crying and the lights were flickered on. When they finally pulled apart Riley saw her dad, mom, Shawn, and Katy step cheering with Auggie and Ava. The smile wouldn’t leave Riley’s face, and she wasn’t sure she had ever felt so happy.
This was the fairy tale she had been dreaming of. Her knight in shining armor had come to sweep her away. That’s what Maya was, really - a fierce warrior who would fight to defend Riley in any way.
"You went through all of this for me?” Riley choked out, her hands still clasped behind Maya’s neck. The blonde smiled and shook her head as if Riley was silly for even asking the question.
"Of course I did, honey,“ she laughed. "You’ve always been a princess to me.”
Riley couldn’t help herself. She smashed her lips on Maya’s, feeling her skin burn where Maya’s hands rested on her waist. Their lips moved in sync for a few seconds before they pulled away. More cheering ensued and Riley was reminded that they weren’t actually alone.
As congratulations on the two of them finally getting together were given, Riley kept smiling at the recurring thought in the back of her mind.
Summary: Single dad!Joshua because… he would be a good dad (idk why but I feel like joshua would give his daughter an american name… so excuse me on this one for not using another idol)
Joshua had never been one to plan ahead. And, admittedly, having a baby with your best friend just because you both want to be parents might not have been the best decision. Especially when his best friend decided that she wasn’t cut out for a life of parenting plus university work and left all of her responsibilities to a 20 year old Joshua. He wouldn’t call it a mistake, he knew exactly what he was getting in to, but having to take his university courses online did have an added touch of ‘why did I think this was a good idea?’ Nevertheless, he loved Ava more than anything, her soft giggles and wide eyes captivating his heart.
“Okay, baby, time to get you dressed.” He said, his daughter laying on the bed in front of him. She cooed, the only way she could communicate at 7 months old.
He slipped the onesie over her head, fastening the buttons under her bum. He smiled and leaned down to place a kiss on her forehead. Ava giggled her baby giggle, and Joshua’s heart swelled.