reblog to raise awareness for drink caffeine and faint syndrome because my friend kim yoosung has tragically fallen ill to it and i woke up to him looking like this because he couldnt drink the hot chocolate in time
Pirates of the Caribbean 5 World Premiere, Shanghai
Last week, the world premiere of Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales was held here in China at the Shanghai Disneyland Resort!
Fans lined up from early morning for the red carpet event…
Two of my favorite cosplayers from Japan even in flew in and did their best Jack Sparrow impersonations hoping to get Johnny Depp’s attention…
Johnny Depp, Javier Bardem, Geoffrey Rush, Orlando Bloom and Brenton Thwaites were all in attendance at the event…
So why am I posting this on Eataku, you may ask? What’s it got to do with food? Well, you see, at the after party, they served special chocolates molded into the shape of Captain Jack’s iconic compass, which plays a big part in this fifth Pirates film…
(Picture by Lisa Huang)
But I’m not going to spoil it for you!
Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales open May 26th!
The boys reacting when their s/o is at their first con and someone deliberately ruins their first cosplay that they worked ridiculously hard on
OH NO! If someone did this to you, I shall bring the rain of all the cosplay gods down on them! Cosplay is already super expensive! I’d personally be pissed, than realize that I can always make it again, but I’d be pissed the entire time I was doing it. ୧(๑•̀ᗝ•́)૭
You heard it, you heard it and already knew exactly what it was.
“Sorry,” That voice snickered behind you.
All your hard work, those all nighters ruined in just two seconds, by that jerk! It was your first actual large convention that wasn’t just meet ups or small get togethers. Now everything was freakin ruined!
Noctis picked up on your distress almost immediately, “What’s wrong?”
You gave a frustrated groan, turning to show the damaged train to your skirts. It had taken you almost 3 weeks to get the tiers correct and you had wasted quite a bit of money on fabric again and again after messing up so many times. Yet now it was beyond fixable. “This is terrible.”
Noctis panicked as he saw the frustrated tears in your eyes, taking your hand as he quickly moved you across the convention center’s halls to a secluded corner, “It looks like it was only the bottom lacing, I think you still look awesome.”
You groaned, “You’re just saying that.”
Noctis shrugged, “Not really, it was like that back part so no one’s going to see it.”
You pouted softly, “I was suppose to get pictures in it, I should just cancel.”
Noctis nodded, “Yeah, if you don’t feel comfortable, we can fix it up, and then I’ll call Prompto, he’ll be better that whoever you hired anyway.”
You looked toward your boyfriend, a soft smile on your lips. You knew that other girl had purposely ripped your lacing, as she was also wearing the same cosplay, but you were the one getting stopped more frequently for hallway pictures since you had actually made yours rather than purchased it online.
“You sure I won’t be bothering him?” You asked, as Noctis grabbed the rip in your dress to avoid it splitting any further.
“Nah, he owes me for the Chocobo incident.”
You felt tears prick in your eyes, as you heard the snap of your string in the arm of your prop, as the girl walked by, a smirk on her lips, You knew, that she knew exactly what she was doing.
“What a jerk.” Prompto scoffed, as he moved over assisting you with your now broken prop staff with once floating crystal. “Can we fix it?”
You shook your head, it had taken you weeks to build the base and about another week to figure out how to get the hovering effect without costing yourself an arm and a leg. Only for this jerk to go and ruin it in about 10 seconds.
Prompto moved around you, “Hey, how about this, we just use the staff and I can edit this in post.”
You looked up to the blonde, “I don’t know what that means.”
That freckled face gave you a smile, “Me either! But we’ll figure it out. Did you still want to enter it in the Masquerade?”
You sighed softly, “I wanted to.”
“Than I’ll stay up all night to help! Than when you win first place, we’ll get you ice cream, and if they judges are jerks, we’ll still get ice cream!”
You giggled softly, “Prompto you’re the best.”
“…bitch.” You groaned, as you pulled your hand back from the left side of your cosplay finding chocolate, smeared chocolate within your pastel pink wig and your shorts. Turning angry eyes to the jerk who caused this, you were immediately greeted by the large chest of your boyfriend holding all your Dealers hall bags. “Gladdy.”
“No.” Gladiolus stated firmly.
You gasped, he was telling you no, the guy who was going to fight a tree for smacking him with one of the branches. “She did this on purpose.”
“I know.” Gladiolus sighed, as he leaned down to assist the damage to you and your cosplay. Whatever the girl was holding was sticky and chocolate so there was no use of trying to pull it out. “We can go back into the Dealer’s Hall and see if we can get a new wig.”
You scoffed, motioning toward the stain on the left half of your stomach and shorts, luckily she missed your white shirt, but your shorts were still unfortunately a paler blue so the stain was rather noticeable. “Cant replace this.”
Gladiolus scoffed, before a smirk appeared, “Battle damage.”
“You’re a fighter right, pretend it’s battle damage.”
You blinked, you had heard a lot of cosplay famous people refer to mishaps and mess ups a battle damage before. Besides you knew that after this, you wouldn’t really be wearing this shorts ever again so might as well go all out. “That’s not a bad idea, I knew I’d keep you around for more than that hot body, big guy.”
The hotel room barged open, as Ignis placed your bags down on the bed, before turning towards you. “Arms up, Dear.”
You immediately lifted your arms, allowing Ignis to slip off your veil and overcoat, that had gotten stepped on and ripped by that girl in the Hallway, you knew it was deliberate as almost everyone else within the hall had managed to avoid you.
“Iggy, it’s fine, I can switch out of this into the casual version.”
“Nonsense, I’ve watched you work on this for months, we won’t allow you to just toss it away after wearing for about 45 minutes.” He started, digging around in a small hand bag, providing a thread and needle.
It was true, Ignis often sent you videos, or even walked you through your entire cosplay, how to make it fit just right and not sag around the hips. How to attach the veil without it slipping, he even was the one to help you squeeze into this morning. So watching him now hand sewing the huge rip within the veil just kind of made it even more special.
“I’m going to head downstairs real quick and get something to drink, did you want an Ebony?”