i hope to make a cosplay for her after this convention maybe

anonymous asked:

I cosplay Killing Stalking and love it but it really shouldnt be cosplayed at con, a week ago I was ready too then had to hold my friend for 3 hours to calm them down from a panic attack after them just glancing at ks cosplayers. i dont think people should cosplay it at cons if it could completely ruin someone elses weekend

Sorry what happened with your friend anon, hope they’re feeling better and getting proper therapy.

But, I wholeheartedly disagree with you. People are allowed to cosplay whatever fictional character they want. 

Listen, I honestly think there’s a difference between an attendee and a cosplay attendee– now besides the obvious difference, hear me out;

A cosplayer works so, so fucking hard on their cosplay. Even basic, simple cosplays are a drag– I know this because I’ve cosplayed a simple character and it was still difficult to find the right clothing, the right makeup, and how to fix my hair up (Wigs are hella expensive, and I mean the good kind, holy crap)

Cosplays take a lot of determination, sweat and blood, and love to make, and once you’ve finished, you’re so proud and happy about what you finished and created! And now you get to wear your hard work to a convention, and get to be a part of the cosplay group and interact with others and hopefully take photos and make wonderful memories!

Now let’s say this is someone’s first convention going as a KS character– they’ve put a lot of work into the costumes, and are excited to go, they paid for their way into the convention and everything. 
This person has just invested money, sometimes a lot, into not just the costume, but also to go into the con, and maybe saved up to buy some nice merchandise. They invested a lot of money and time to going; normal attendees did not

I would be very, very upset, maybe even furious, if someone told me I could not cosplay a character, which I’ve worked hard on their costume, I’ve put a lot of time into looking just as I want too, and I also paid for the ticket in as is. I would feel hurt if a friend told me this. I would even be upset if I was excited and ready to start creating a cosplay for these characters, and a close friend of mine began freaking out and breaking down over the fact I’d be one of those cosplayers. I would respect their feelings, but I would also distance myself from that friend and probably take a family member or another friend who does not react that way to people cosplaying fictional characters.

Listen, as someone who has panic attacks and breakdowns from certain memories and songs, I understand the whole, “I’m gonna have a psychotic break down for three hours sorry guys.” I also understand this behavior is not okay, and many times have I even caused my own mother to go into a breakdown and become frightened of me, concerned for me and ready to physically drag me to a hospital, not because she thinks I’m crazy, but because she loves me and doesn’t want me to hurt myself, possibly kill myself.

But honestly, I think that was manipulative for your friend to have such a psychotic breakdown(3 Hours?) over these fictional characters– especially just at glancing at people cosplaying them, not even interacting with her.
I think she’s way too sensitive, and my suggestion is she shouldn’t even go to conventions until she goes to proper therapy and sorts this out. Her reaction was incredibly unhealthy, for her and those around her; what she did, my mother would have decided she is freaking out over, really nothing, and would of had her committed or hospitalized

I don’t care if a KS cosplayer ruined someone’s weekend; first of all you don’t even know them most of the time, they’re strangers, who also want to have a fun and happy weekend, make some new friends, get some cool stuff, take some awesome photos. Most of the time cosplayers don’t go and interact with others unless given the “Okay,” and wait for others to walk up to them. That’s usually how people function in public situations surrounded by strangers. 

So my advice is stay away from those cosplayers, they aren’t out to hunt you down, they actually don’t really care about your presence and are focused on making sure their cosplay stays together and enjoying the con. If their mere presence makes you panic and freak out, in public mind you, then I recommend leaving the convention all together. Do not confront the cosplayers, just leave.

They also paid to get into the convention just like you, so you really have no right to dictate who gets to go to cons and who doesn’t. Conventions are not the internet, you will be confronting a person face-to-face, and this can lead to real repercussions for how you or the cosplayer behave and act.

I say talk to your friend about this, and not guilt trip, but explain how having a panic attack over just looking at KS cosplayers is really unhealthy, and she need’s to have that taken care of.
Also, she shouldn’t be attending any conventions until this is sorted out, if she goes to a convention and behaves like this, and me just assuming how badly her panic attacks are to mine, she will possibly be escorted out or medics will go to her aid and also take her– many cosplayers will most likely not want to be around her for fear of even inciting this behavior if they learn it was just by seeing those cosplayers –not to mention, she will be shaming those KS cosplayers, just for being there. A lot of bad things could happen, so I think she shouldn’t go to any conventions til then. 

You and your friend are responsible for your own health and safety– do not pin this on others, nor should you have to baby your friend because she cannot handle the sight of people cosplaying Sangwoo and Bum. You may respect her feelings, you may be patient and kind about it, but do not allow her to manipulate and force you to do anything just for her– basically, don’t put everyone over your own happiness. 

Of course, this is your opinion, but do not go to people’s inboxes, especially cosplayers, and begin to tell them, dictate to them, on why they cannot cosplay KS characters because they have to be sensitive and aware of other people’s feelings– strangers feelings. 

Be there for your friend, but don’t enable this type of behavior. She needs proper treatment, and you should be able to talk to her about this and try to make her realize that what she did was not at all normal nor healthy for her. She needs to get to a point where she’s not projecting and combining fiction with reality– now that’s dangerous tambien. 
Also, if there are any signs of this relationship turning one-sided and toxic, I would bounce.

Gasoline: Part 2

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: Language, sort of fluffy

A/N: Have already started on Part 3; decided to cliffhang ya’ll a bit so everything is spaced apart. Again, this is an AU fic. Please do send feedback and let me know if you enjoy this/would like this to be a mini series or anything else. Thankyou!

Part One


Originally posted by suckmywinchester

You were pacing your room in your robe and slippers, arms crossed over your chest wondering what the fuck just happened. Bubbles were still trailing down your slick legs and dampening your slippers, but you failed to notice due to how wired you were.

Jensen motherfucking Ackles, the man whom you shamelessly fantasised about on a regular basis on your favourite show, just accidentally walked in on you masturbating.

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Dressed To Be || Jungkook

Request:

Summary:  Cosplay!AU. It happens at every convention, and you don’t know if its fate or luck, but you always end up in compromising positions with a guy who always seems to be your unintentional partner in crime. 

Word Count: 1,257

A/N: Thank you very much for requesting Anon dearest, and I’m so glad you love my scenarios - and am so sorry that you had to wait so long for this even though you were one of my first requesters! I hope you enjoy it, also requests are opening soon so keep an eye out!


You adjusted the wig you wore, fixing the bangs so they settled perfectly over your forehead. You moved out of the way, providing more room for another person to fix their makeup in the public bathroom you had found solace in. The moment you retreated from the bathroom, you were flocked by a few fans, smiling at you warmly as they held cameras against their bodies in an attempt to shield their equipment.

You moved away from the toilets towards an open spot near the large windows of the arena’s foyer, posing in front of the fans as they set up their cameras to take photos of your costume.

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The award for the best character this year goes to...

Original Imagine Link: Imagine the Winchesters take you to one of Chuck’s conventions and you learn that you are one of the most popular characters in the series.

Warnings: language

Word Count: 1443

(Y/N= your name, Y/H/C= your hair colour, Y/E/C= your eye colour)

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Being a friend of Sam and Dean’s, you knew about the books. You knew how much it bothered them and how uncomfortable it made them. That’s why it came as a surprise when they wanted to visit one of his conventions.

“We promised Chuck we will attend. And we promised we’ll take you with.” Sam begged you.

“I simply don’t understand why you did that. I don’t understand why you even promised to go when you hate those books.” You laughed nervously. “Oh, and you hate those people who dress like you. Don’t get me mentioned on the case of Becky.”

This one made Sam rethink his choices a little. “Yes, but it’s still fun. We get to play pranks on them, plus we find out some things from them that we never noticed.”

“Yeah, like?” You clearly doubted that they even spoke to them.

“We found out what happened to you before you joined us.” Dean stated, cold and uninterested.

“I’m in the books?” This surprised you. You knew about everything that was written, Dean and Sam told you, but they never mentioned you. “You only now remembered to tell me I am part of the freaking books?!”

“I guess we just forgot.” Sam had a smug smile on his face.

“Hey, wait.” You ran after them and saw them sitting inside an Impala, you knew they were waiting for you. “What does he say about me?”

“You’ll have to join us and see for yourself.”

This will be fun. You thought for yourself and entered the car. Dean started it and you were on the road. It was really hot day and you regreted this jumper you were wearing. Something ad to be done. With that thought you took it off and were left in black T-shirt and black skinny jeans.

It was boring to drive with them, they spoke to each other and you didn’t care to join. You were wondering what Chuck wrote about you. How could you be so oblivious to thought that you are part of Winchesters’ lives? Of course Chuck was gonna write you in. He wrote about the way Dean fucked and how much Sam was obsesed with his latop, surely he fit you in there somewhere. At least as their sidekick.

Yeah, sure. That thought made you laugh a little because you never were their sidekick. You saved their arses quite a few times. Not even Dean could deny that.

“Okay, we’re here.”

Dean parked in front of a tall building which looked pretty scary. It was old and you wondered how it was still standing. Some kind of poster was on it and door were wide opened.

“We don’t know what or who we’ll see inside, but whatever you see, it isn’t real. It’s all costumes and masks, that’s what they do.” Sam informed you.

“They act like Halloween is in the middle of freakin’ summer.” Dean mummbled to himself, but you heard it and it made you laugh a little.

Before you could enter, you saw Chuck coming towards you. He had a huge smile plastered across his face. He shooks Dean’s and Sam’s hand and pulled you in for a hug.

“I must say, you are even more beautiful in reality.” His compliment made you blush and you looked down to your red sneakers.

“There is so much more people than the last year. Almost all of them are cosplaying, there are just a few of them that are part of the staff and the ones that probably don’t know what a convention is.” Chuck laughed and led us all inside.

“Wow.” Was all you could say.

People were walking around and they were all hanging out. What made you most surprised was that most of them looked like you. They had same (Y/H/C) hair and (Y/E/C) eyes just like you had. They wore same red sneakers like you did. Some of them wore same AC/DC shirt that you stole from Dean, some wore your thights that had flowers on them, some of them wore your brown leather jacket.

“I think she’s impressed.” Chuck laughed again and waved his hand in front of your eyes.

“But how do they know? What exactly do they know?” You suddnly remembered all the private things that you did and every private thought that you had.

“Everything, they know everything. Even some things that Sam and Dean don’t know.” Chuck whispered that last part.

“I think I need something to drink.” You said and started to search for the bar. Guy who worked there looked exactly like Dean. It scared you a little, but you reminded yourself to breathe.

“Nice.” He pointed at your outfit. “You look exactly like (Y/N)!”

“Isn’t that spooky.” You rolled your eyes. It suddenly made perfect sense why Dean hated these things.

“You don’t seem that impressed by all of this.” Fake Dean started to mix my drink.

“I was kind of brought here against my will, but I still haven’t checked out everything. Maybe I’ll change my opinion.”

“Dear fans, our dearest writer, Carver Edlund, will speak to us now. You should join us in hall 1.”  The voice over the spaker said and I obeyed. My legs brought me to hall 1 where I met with Sam and Dean again.

“Are you okay? You look a little pale.” Sam had his concerned look.

“Yeah, I’m great. I just feel a bit overwhelmed with all of this.” You smiled to show him everything is fine.

“Everyone give a big clap for the writer of the Supernatural books, Carver Edlund.” Becky announced Chuck and he entered the stage. This was 10th convention and he still looked nervous. You could see his hands shaking, but he tried to hide it with a smile.

“Thank you all for being here today. I’m happy to see so many of you, I hope you’ll have fun in all the activities that we prepared for you. I guess I’ll be taking questions now.” Most of the hands from the audience shot up and your eyes widened.

“Yeah, right. You there.” Chuck picked out a girl who looked just like you.

“Could you descibe (Y/N) for your point of view?” It surprised you to hear that question was about you.

Chuck’s eyes met your’s. “Well, she is this badass character who isn’t in any way related to brothers, but they see her as their sister. She saved them many times, some of them I didn’t even describe in the books. She must be only hunter that didn’t have screwed up family. She just showed up in my mind one day and I knew that was what the story needs. A great hunter who if female equivalent of Sam and Dean combined.” The crowd cheered and clapped at his response. Chuck picked out another question.

“I am a huge fan of (Y/N) and I think you did great with her character. I would love to meet a real person who is like her. My question is: do you plan to make her and Castiel a thing? I think they both have feeling for each other and I am dying to see them happy.”

You felt your cheeks heating up and you knew they were getting red. It made you look down, but you felt Dean’s and Sam’s eyes on you. You knew that if you looked up the questions would start.

“Uhh, I can’t really answer that. You’ll have to wait for the next book and see.” Chuck nervously laughed.

The rest of the day went great, it seemed like everybody forgot about you and Cas question. You went around with the brothers and Chuck even gave you a private tour of every place in that building.

You met a lot of fans of yourself and they all spoke kindly of you. You found out of all the ‘ships’ that existed. It made you laugh when you saw Sam and Dean escape that place as soon as they could. Many people complimented you on great portrait of (Y/N). In the end, you did have a lot of fun there, but it was time to leave.

“Thank you so much for inviting me here. I had fun, but I was also a little spooked.” You gave Chuck a hug.

“It’s nothing, you should come to this things more often. Fans really love you.” He smiled.

“Stay out of trouble, we’ll see you soon.” Dean entered Impala and you followed.

“I’m so tired, I could fall asleep right here.” You nested in your seat and closed your eyes.

“So (Y/N), when did you think of telling us about Cas?”

Klance Week Day 6: Hero/Villain

(I regret nothing. Also, today’s offering features a lovely cameo by @amalgamoffaces and @88madison88! Huge thank you to both of you for allowing me to use you as characters!

Disclaimer: The opinions and ships of the cameo characters depicted in this fic probably do not reflect the opinions and ships of the actual real-life people. I have no idea if you guys have ever even watched the show in question. But your fic counterparts have and your fic counterparts ship the thing. So MUAHAHAHAHA

Enjoy! :D)


“Oh come on, it can’t be that bad,” Lance grumbled. He had been standing outside the bathroom stall for what felt like thirty minutes, though it was probably closer to five. Either way, it was taking forever. He was bored.

“It keeps riding up!” Keith snarled, his voice echoing strangely off of the bathroom’s tiled walls. “I told you it was too small!”

“It’s supposed to do that,” Lance insisted with a gusty sigh. “Pidge does not make mistakes when it comes to cosplay. She’s a perfectionist. If she tells you it fits, it fits. Now just hurry up and come out of there already!”

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The Silver Lining: Part One

Summar: The reader is not a fan of the show, but gets dragged to a convention and catches Jensen’s eye.

Pairing: Jensen x Reader
Word Count: 1855
Warnings: Just a bit of language. 

As I mentioned in the teaser, this series is based on a request from @dancingalone21; hopefully this five-part mini-series will do her request justice! 

Masterlist

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Request: Can you write a imagine with Spencer bonding over Marvel movies and then they cosplay he’s Captain America and she’s the Black Widow and they go to the bau like that and everyone else is like who are you and don’t realise but Garcia is like YES MY OTP YES!!!!!!!!!

A/N: I hope you like it! I’ll be honest I was really apprehensive about this one, but I really enjoyed it!

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Getting to “Noh” Cosplay, and how it helps society at large.

So, time for a few POSITIVE words about cosplay:

A Fireman, a Gynecologist, A movie Star, and a Schizophrenic all walk into a bar.  Bartender says “What’ll it be?” and each one in turn orders a drink… they all sit down at a table, and have a lovely evening…….

Oh… wait… that wasn’t funny… I was supposed to open with something funny.  What would make that funny? ah, yes, it would be the conflict you would expect from this group of very different people meeting together.  

But what would make these people from very different walks of life come together?  What could transcend age, race, gender, social class, education, occupation, in order to bring all these starkly different individuals together to share a few drinks, and a few laughs? Is is some kind of Illuminati-style-secret-society?  Some 1980’s “Cannonball Run” movie plot? No!  Its Cosplay!

Cosplay?  What’s cosplay?  Isn’t  that some kind of weird fetish?  “Oh kids these days!” … Well, you may know someone who is a cosplayer…that unassumingly normal person standing in front of you on line at 711 might be a cosplayer, and you would never even know it!  

Cosplay is a portmanteau for costume-play, and it is a growing subculture.  It can be defined, quite simply, as putting on a costume in an effort to embody that specific character. Some define Cosplay as a subculture that began in Japan, with the popularity of Manga and Anime, and made it over to the US at the turn of the century. Now, you may be thinking: “ We have a name for that: Halloween.  We have one day, set aside, for all this childish nonsense.  I don’t need to see batman buying milk at the gas station on a random Thursday night.”

However, I beg to differ.  Cosplay is not new.  It is something that has been a part of every culture, in every corner of the globe, since the time of the caveman.  Without it, there would be Anarchy. Anarchy?!  Surely I must be joking! What does a caveman have to do with this green woman standing before you?  Furthermore, how could my cousin dressing up like Harry Potter and embarrassing the whole family possibly keep anarchy at bay?

When you think of a caveman… you can envision them sitting around the fire, putting skulls of animals on their heads and reenacting the hunt.  Tribesmen of  Native Americans created elaborate costumes and danced out the stories of their Gods.  The Ancient Greeks defined what we know as modern theater, building amphitheaters where people could gather and experience the stories that were acted out before them.  In Japan, Noh theater, with its elaborate masks and costumes was born out of the Buddhist concept of Noh, which translates to: the connection of the audience with the actor.  Then we had Shakespeare…and oh, a few hundred years of live theater where people would come together as groups, and become enthralled with the story as the experienced the emotions, the drama, the fantasy…right along with the actors before them. … But then, something changed.

Movies came along… and then television…eventually, the internet.  And although sometimes we still gathered as an audience to witness these stories…they were now on a screen, and not in our physical presence.  With the advent of special effects and CGI the visuals became more dazzling and “realistic”.  To top it all off, reality TV became a staple.  Now anyone can be a star!!!  You do not need any training, talent, or even human decency to be famous!!!

But that Japanese Buddhist concept of “Noh”, of the connection between the audience and the actor…. was lost.

That little spark of magic, that “Noh”  is so important to me!  I remember my first Trick or Treating. I was about 3 years old.  My mom painted a clown face on me with greasepaint…which I promptly smeared all around!  When we finally got outside, my mom kept having to chase after me, because every time I saw another child in costume I’d yell “It’s Batman!!!”  "Theres Spiderman!!!“ "Oh mom look!!! a real Vampire!!!” I don’t remember one other little detail about being 3 years old, but that feeling has stayed with me for the rest of my life. It is that magic that I still feel when I see one of my favorite characters in the flesh at a convention.  

If you haven’t had that experience, I would say that it is similar to the feeling you get when your favorite song unexpectedly is playing on a radio, and all of the lyrics seem to eerily synchronize with the events that are going on at that very moment of your life. Or the thrill of your underdog sports team gaining a seemingly impossibly victory!  But we all know that it is a very different experience in between watching your favorite sports team playing on TV, and going to watch the game in person, maybe even getting the chance to snap a picture with your favorite player?

Cosplay is actually a lot like sports, just for a different set of individuals.  Just like in sports, there are players, and there is an audience.  The players spend time and dedication honing their skills in practice, so when the big day comes, everything is on point, ready for the game- which is much like a performance. The audience cheers, boos, and is engaged mentally and emotionally with the players… here again is that Japanese concept of “Noh” !  

Just like in sports, there are levels to cosplay.  Some people just like to get together with friends and shoot some hoops. Others spend every waking moment of their lives trying to make it to the top.  

So we can see that cosplay is something that engages people socially; in a time when few of us can be bothered too look up from our phones and experience the world around us. Cosplay forces us to look, to pay attention to what is happening in this very moment.  To have an experience, however brief, with another real, live, person.   My failed joke at the beginning of this talk was actually loosely based on real life experience (and now you are wondering  "Is she the Gynecologist or the schizophrenic?“…and I’ll just let you keep wondering about that!!) But the moral of the story is that through cosplay I have had the ability to connect with oodles of people I would have never interacted with based on my lifestyle, my skin color, my education…and <mumbles> my credit score.  

In fact, one of my favorite things about cosplay is how it transcends race. (Yes, I just hit the hot button issue!!!) I can remember going to the buffet after a convention with some friends, no time to shower, so I am still the green woman you see before you.  There was a family of many people having a LOUD debate about what my true skin color was under the paint.  For some people, its the first thing that they ask me..because…when you are green, its actually difficult to discern it otherwise. People think I’m Indian, South American, all kinds of lovely exotic things.  But more often, people say to me, "you know, its so strange to see you without bodypaint!  I guess I always just assumed green was you natural skin color!” Its these people, these individuals, that give me hope for the future of humanity.  

I am a geek, a nerd, whatever you want to call it…I grew up with my nose in a book, Avoiding gross human contact at all costs! This caused me to be a socially awkward individual.  I didn’t really know how to relate to my peers who I  had nothing in common with, so I just pushed people away. I’m sure all of us, at some point have felt this way.  Now, attending a crowded convention hall full of people is the direct opposite of what you would assume socially awkward person would want to do. Yet we come in droves! We travel for days and spend exorbitant amounts of money just to be there.  One of the reasons for this is that cosplay is empowering!…. Billy might get bullied at school… but he can put on a Thor costume and be a god at the convention!  People marvel at his costume, take his picture, and he meets other Thors, who share his interests, and may share his problems with bulling at school. Sarah has poor self esteem about her looks and her body…she clearly has not kept up with the Kardashians. No girls want to be her friend, and no boys will even look at her in school.  But Sarah can put on a Wonder Woman costume for one weekend, and feel like she can conquer the world!!!  People are complimenting her, snapping pictures, just like she is on the red carpet…and when she goes back to school on Monday, she stands a little straighter, walks with more confidence, and feels better about the girl who she sees in the mirror every day.  

But where there are heroes…there dwell villains..and <feigns shock> anti-heroes!?  Why?  Why would someone, especially a child, want to dress up like something bad, something unsavory, something eeevvviiillll? Since the dawn of man, we have used our imaginations to safely explore our darker sides.  The writer who created the villain certainly had to do so.  So inherently, there must be human parts of these darker characters that everyone can relate to.  Would you prefer that Paul be that weird kid who likes to dress up like the Punisher; or would you think it better that he keeps such ideas to himself?  Forcing himself into conformity, shoving down the weird, the bad, the ugly… until these unreleased urges boil over in an actual real life destructive, or self destructive act? So there you go! A very good example of how cosplay helps to keep anarchy at bay!!!  Now lets take a look at how cosplay can benefit individual’s brains.

Sure, there are more superhero movies and Anime coming out all the time…but superhero movies are based on comics, and Anime is derived from Manga.  So you might be surprised to find out that cosplayers are smarter then the average bear.  And not just because they read, but many of them are becoming the next generation of skilled craftsmen.  I can not stress the importance of this enough! Both reading and crafting strengthen your prefrontal cortex: the part of your brain responsible for organizing, strategizing, controlling impulsive and addictive behaviors.  A strong prefrontal cortex give you a better attention span, helps you deal with stress, and makes you more successful in life in general.


When people take your picture at a convention, or you have the thrill of seeing one of your favs in the flesh, the excitement of seeing another person who shares your passion, that connection, that “Noh” experience causes your brain to flood your body with dopamine and serotonin- your body’s natural happiness drug!  this makes you feel good, and then while you are on your own, crafting and reading, you connect those experiences with the real life experiences and wham-bam-thankyou mam! more happiness drug is released into your system!  

Research psychologist Amy Cuddy proved that holding “power poses” or Alpha stance (and yes, the classic wonder woman pose is included in these) holding these poses, for as little as two minutes lowers your cortozol: (that’s the stress hormone that makes you sad and fat) and raises your testosterone (that the “take the bull by the horns” hormone) Where as holding  shy or withdrawn pose has the opposite effect!  So grandpa telling you to stand up straight isn’t just being old fashioned…he’s trying to make you a happier person! Now, what do we do when we cosplay?  We power pose!!  All day long!!!!  If just two minutes can have an actual physiological effect… imagine what an entire day of power posing can do for you?!!!

Another “take my breath away moment” that happens at conventions is this:  last weekend, I had an entire conversation with Mario.   Yes, Mario the plumber, known for kicking koopa’s butts and saving princess'  yeah, that Mario.  An absolute stranger came up to me an interacted with me as his character .  I didn’t ask him to…I wasn’t even dressed in a costume from the same universe.  But we went on for a good 5 minutes, just bantering back and forth about the treachery  of warp zones, where the next castles where the princess might be found, etc. For five brief minutes….we were playing pretend….just like children!  

There are plenty of experiments done on rats, and “studies” done on children that prove that interactive plat has a plethora of benefits .  Its another activity helps to strengthen our prefrontal cortex that as we explored earlier helps you to problem-solve creatively, reduce impulse behavior, and helps you to be happier and less frustrated with the world around you.  Psychiatrist  Stuart Brown shows in his book Play  that adult play can foster harmony between adults, in families, in the workplace, and even in relationships. The importance of play time for children can not be understated . During playtime  children learn social and physical  boundaries  with their peers, They learn the essence of cooperation, develop stronger language and communication skills then children who play less.  Remember Our Thor, Wonder Woman, and Punisher from earlier?  All these kids have a bright, happy, and social future ahead of them!

So its easy to conclude that cosplay is a great way to play with your kids!!!  In a busy world, why sit staring at your phone agonizingly  waiting for your child’s play-date to be over, when you could be fulfilling your childhood fantasy of being Green Lantern? I’m sure most of you have seen the viral “bat-dad” videos…you can’t deny that they make you smile!  And if you don’t have children…play with each other !!!  Be that dad, that mom, that brother, sister or friend!  It doesn’t matter if you have an expensive costume, or you wrapped a towel around your neck imbue your old class ring with power!  

I hope that I have shown you that cosplay is not “dangerous”, “antisocial” or “frivolous ”.  Hopefully you understand why its important not to shun your weirdo cousin who dressed up Like Harry potter….Because if you stripped Humanity of all its technology, its electricity, its fossil fuels … we would still be left with our imaginations.  And fortunately , all we need to create the magic of “Noh”, this sacred connection that has existed since time before time….. is me, you, and a little imagination!!!     

My experiences as a trans woman cosplayer.

(This is a very long post that I’m crossposting here from Facebook. Please give it a read.)

Ten years ago, I first took an interest in cosplaying. On the surface, I made it seem like I was just looking for a way to express my love of my favorite nerdy stuff, as I had done with Star Trek in my early childhood. In reality, I was doing so because I wanted to explore my gender identity.

I figured these conventions were the perfect safe space for me to explore this aspect of myself. I was wrong.

See, this was 2005-2007, when the “it’s a trap” meme was… extremely prevalent. I’ll admit to taking part in this charade, if only because I wasn’t sure how to truly express myself. By the time 2008 rolled around, I completely abandoned the term and resented any time someone said it to me. I regret ever using it to describe myself.

In early 2009, I finally adopted the name “Sophia” and started presenting solely as myself at all cons I went to. I thought things were going to look up. I was wrong.

If anything, the bullshit continued and got worse. I’ll never forget, when I did the mecha panel with my crew in 2010 at AnimeBoston, we’d invited two newcomers to join us on it that year. I remember introducing myself, saying how long I’ve been a fan, and one of those two chucklefucks said, “and he’s been a trap for just as long” to an audience that laughed at this horrible joke. I remember Doug turning to me, the one who runs these panels each year, with a look on his face of “oh my god, sophie, I am so sorry.”

Later that year, I finally started hormones. I said to myself, finally, I can be who I was meant to be. I’ll look better in costumes and people will always know to gender me properly. I was wrong.

I learned that there were people, ones I considered friends, deliberately misgendering me behind my back, including one I looked up to due to a shared resemblance. She was incredibly horrible about it, saying things like “she didn’t want to look like a man”, because apparently saying you look like a girl who happens to be AMAB means you look like a man. Nice covering for your transmisogyny there, honey.

In 2012, I got into Homestuck. I’d noticed the fandom was filled with transgender men, nonbinary people, and all sorts of other weird queers. I figured I’d finally found my safe haven from the bullshit I deal with every time I put on a costume. I was wrong.

I was called “boy Terezi” while I was cosplaying her, despite my breasts clearly being visible in the tight shirt I was wearing. I had someone ask me, “are you… a guy?” minutes into my arrival at a meetup while I was cosplaying Roxy. It was soul crushing and frankly humiliating.

In 2013, I briefly moved to California, hoping I’d find safe haven in their cosplay community. I was wrong.

At AnimeExpo, I was working some boring event at the con because I wanted a free pass. My roommate and I did Touhou costumes for it, because, why not. Before we’d even arrived at the con center, I was misgendered by another guest in the hotel we were staying while we waited for the shuttle. Once we got to the event, one member of its staff misgendered me as well, and I lost it, running back to my hotel room to change because I just couldn’t take it.

In 2014, I returned to my homeland of New England in an attempt to get my life back on track. I ran a panel on gender identity in convention culture with one of my best friends, hoping we might just change some minds among the con’s unwashed masses. I was wrong.

While the panel was a success, with a line so long they couldn’t let everyone into the room, it did nothing for those who were not in attendance. After the concert Saturday night, I was hoping to meet up with my (cool) Homestuck friends in the bar at the Hilton. I tried getting in through the side door, but it was locked. There was a man next to me, who only heard me say “goddamnit” muttered under my breath. As he walked away, he yelled out to be, “You’re really attractive from behind even though you’re a guy!” I yelled out a few choice words to him, as you’d expect.

Look… all I can say is being a trans woman who cosplays is extremely tough, and there are so many factors that work against us, like the existence of male crossplayers doing it “for the lulz”. Some of them tend to be incredibly transmisogynist… I speak from experience. If you do know a person who is, as far as you know, an AMAB male, who wants to cosplay a female character, ask them why. It could be they’re just a big jerk who wants to make fun of trans women, or maybe they themself is a trans woman coming to terms with who she is. If the former, advise them that it may just be a terrible idea. If the latter, do what you can to support them. God knows we need it.

‘Supernatural Convention’

Dean hated the fact that he was here. He hated that he was dressed in a leather jacket with a fake ‘samulet’ around his neck and a stupid container of salt in his hand. He hated that Sam had talked him into this. He hated even more how at home he felt.

The fifth annual Supernatural convention was bustling around him. Everywhere he looked he could see someone dressed as someone he used to know. It should’ve made him feel weird, but all he could do was smile and relive some old memories. His favorite so far was a young man who was dressed as Jo, it made his heart soar to think that someone who really loved the character could take the time to recreate that person.

Sam had lured him here under the impression that there was a hunt. But instead it seemed that Sam signed them up for a panel. Dean was livid about having to speak in front of people, especially pretending to be some random guy acting as ‘Dean Winchester’. It made his head hurt but he was still here, still walking toward the room where he would be speaking.

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Stuck in the Middle

Summary: Muggle AU where Remus and Sirius meet at a convention cosplaying as punk!Bucky and hipster!Steve (also James is black – hence his Falcon cosplay – sorry I don’t make the rules.) 

For queermarauders since we don’t talk as much as we should, and Elliot is awesome.

“Still think they should have let me take my bike in here,” Sirius says, tossing another fry into his mouth. “I mean, do you know how much more badass I look when I have it?”

“True, but you had it for the parade, at least. Besides, it’s probably hotel policy or something stupid. Bet we could sneak it in, though.” James winks at him, and Sirius tosses a fry his way. James catches it in his mouth.

“Holy crap! Can I please get a picture with you two?”

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The KBTBB boys cosplaying with MC at anime/comicon. What would they go as, how would bidders react to people asking for pictures, etc...? If you could do all of them that would be fantastic! Thanks <3

Mitsunari Baba

Kira had been looking forward to AnimeCon since she purchased her ticket four months ago. But maybe Baba was even more excited. He had never gone to anything like this and hadn’t even really watched any anime besides sitting down with Kira when she had. But the prospect of being someone else and seeing Kira so happy had the thief more than ready to go along with her.

Taking one last look in the mirror, Kira fixed her wig and left the room. She found Baba sitting in the living room in a blonde wig and uniform. “Ready to go?” she asked him, picking up  her messenger bag and slinging it over her shoulder.

“But of course, my lady.” With his charming and flirty personality he was perfect for Tamaki Suoh.

And of course Kira was dressed as Haruhi Fujioka. Checking one last time to make sure she had everything, Kira nearly bounced out the door with Baba following behind.

Maybe it was Baba’s large personality, but he out did himself as Tamaki. Girls constantly surrounded them asking for photos with him. He always complied, winking at the blushing girls.

Eisuke Ichinomiya

It had been years since Kira had gone to any kind of convention – she had been in high school the last time – but when she heard that the voice actors of her favourite anime were going to be there, she absolutely had to go.

She had gushed to Eisuke about how her favourite voice actor ever was going to be there, hoping that he would say yes to going with her, but he only sneered at the suggestion and told her to do as she pleased.

Now she was surrounded by her fellow fans, clutching her notebook to her chest. All of the main cast members of the show had signed it and she even had a chance to speak with her favourite for a couple minutes. She had to stand in line for over an hour for the opportunity, but it was worth it.

Throughout the day more and more fans had shown up, making it difficult to navigate through the building. Kira had forgotten how overwhelming the conventions could be. Needing a bit of fresh air, Kira left the convention centre and stepped outside into the bright sunlight.

“A limo!” one of the girls next to her exclaimed, point to the car pulling up in front of the doors.

“Do you think it’s someone famous?” her friend asked.

The crowd outside began to buzz, all eyes on the car. Kira also watched, wondering who it was. The door opened and a man with a familiar face climbed out. Eisuke’s eyes scanned the crowd, landing on his girlfriend. Ignoring the whispers and the open stares of the surrounding girls, he made his way towards her.

“Eisuke, what are you doing here?” Kira asked, surprise written all over her face.

“You were too excited to meet that man. I can’t have my woman feeling that way about someone who isn’t me.”

Soryu Oh

“Um, excuse me?” a young girl asked, her nerves evident, most likely caused by the tall man. “My friends and I were wondering if we could get a picture of you? We absolutely love your costumes!”

Soryu furrowed his brows and gave Kira a questioning look, but his girlfriend only gave the girl a smile. “Of course!” Kira continued to smile as the girl snapped a picture and thanked them.

“Why do they keep asking for pictures?”

Kira shrugged. “It’s what people do at these sort of things; there are some really great looking costumes here! And ours are pretty good, if I do say so myself.”

It took a lot of persuading to get Soryu to say yes to coming to AnimeCon and even more to get him into a costume. Once he had said yes, he offered to buy her the costumes she needed, but Kira refused, telling him that making the costumes was half the fun. She had to get Sakiko to help her with the sewing, but they came out really well. Plus Soryu looked good as Eren.

Ota Kisaki

“Um, Ota?” Kira said pulling the costume he had gotten her out of the bag and eyeing it dubiously. “I don’t think this is the kind of thing people wear to a convention…” The costume consisted of a lace teddy along with a tail and ears.

“You said you wanted to dress up for it, Koro. I want to see you in this,” Ota told her, his eyes gleaming.

“No, not gonna happen,” Kira informed him, shoving the outfit back into the bag. “No one in their right mind would wear this in public!”

“Then wear it just for me here.” Ota took a step towards her. “We don’t have to go there – I wouldn’t be able to stand those people.”

Kira pursed her lips and moved away from her boyfriend. “You promised we would go. I’m going, even if you won’t.”

Mamoru Kishi

“Come on, Mamo.” Kira held on to the man’s hand as she pulled him through the crowd to another merchandise booth.

“Slow down, Kid, it’s not like they’re going anywhere,” he said, giving her hand a tug to slower her down.

Kira shot him an exasperated look. “I’ve already told you, if you don’t hurry there’ll be nothing left.”

“Don’t you think you have enough already?” Mamoru held up the three bags of various items he held in his other hand.

It was clear that Mamoru had never been to a convention before. When she was getting ready to leave he had decided that he wouldn’t wear the costume she had gotten for him and then after an hour of walking around he was complaining about being there.

Mamoru sighed and gave her a small smile. “You’re such a kid, Sweetheart.”


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