Last Spring one of my good friends and I headed downtown super early so she could snap some shots of my Five cosplay. I never got around to posting them here because my life went into overdrive at that point. This costume means a lot to me because it was the first one I made from scratch. There are so many things I would change about it now looking back and I don’t wear it anymore because it was terribly uncomfortable, but whatevs. Anyway I am having trouble with motivating myself to finish my SWC cosplays so looking at a complete costumes (and looking at how much I have grown) helps a little haha. Hannah unfortunately doesn’t have a page for me to link to but I am super grateful to her for doing this for me!
Cosplay: Five- Zankyou No Terror/Terror in Resonance
There was twenty feet between them When they stopped to make their play And the swiftness of the Ranger still talked about today Texas Red had not cleared leather when a bullet fairly ripped And the ranger’s aim was deadly, with the big iron on her hip.
Characters: Reader, Dean, Sam (mentioned), Ellen & Jo Harvelle
Warnings: Language, implied smut, making out (?)
Summary: Y/N is a local artist with standing gigs at a coffee shop and a bar in a small town in North Carolina. She’s run from some things at home, but life has finally fallen into place in Asheville. Music is her life and her only worry in life, until she meets a pair of hypnotizing green eyes.
Author’s note: This is my very first fic, the very first part of my very first series! I’m so excited/nervous to share this. I’m so new to this, but thank you so so much to @thing-you-do-with-that-thing for taking the time to beta for me. Each part of the series will be song based, so get ready for future angst and fluff!!!
Song used is Alone Together by Fall Out Boy. Lyrics italicized.
You huffed as you stood over the mass of wires and cables that covered the makeshift stage you performed on. The smell of fresh brewed coffee and baked pastries tickled your nose. You took a step back and scrutinized your setup that was surrounded by a mass of metal chairs and dining tables. This was the same situation you found yourself in every Thursday at six o’clock in the evening at none other than Harvelle’s coffee shop. You just finished setting up all of your gear, including your speakers, your mic, and your scuffed acoustic Taylor guitar. This was life. This was all you’ve known and loved; strumming your guitar and crooning to the chords you played by heart. No boyfriend anymore, lived away from family, moved to an obscure, decent sized town. Too small to attract many strangers, but too big to really know everyone who lived in the area. It had been about a year since you drove away and found your new home, Asheville, North Carolina.
i know ‘the west’ is really enticing everyone in the universe right now, but let’s not forget about the east, or the midlands. i’ve seen just a fragment of the beauty of central california, and yes it’s awe-inspiring, but i‘ve also been brought to tears by the sheer majesty of the gentle south, of appalachia, of northeast ohio’s forests and waterfalls, of upstate new york, of asheville, of louisville. let’s see more love for these areas, because they’re pretty awesome, too.
Great open house at the new Southside Studio in Asheville last Sunday. We bartered veggie trade with our friend, Melissa Weiss, for some of her amazing pottery. I can barely go to sleep because I’m so excited to wake up and use her pour over set.