Had a great idea because I'm a genius and also so sick im basically on drugs
Imagine a big event for cosplayers, lasting maybe a few weeks or a month, and taking place in a space where nobody not participating can access. An area with rooms to stay in, stores, etc, like a little town for cosplayers.
And for the event there's a list to ensure each cosplay only has 1 person for it. So no double cosplays. And the main rules would be
1) no exiting the event space unless it's for an emergency
2) you gotta do your best to stay near other cosplays from whatever show/movie/book/musical/whatever
3) Do your best to stay in character when on camera & just for funny stories
The event would be recorded both by participant and host, but there would of course be certain areas nobody could record in for people who need a break.
All complex cosplays that get uncomfortable or dangerous to be in for prolonged periods of time have to have secondary "simple" cosplays like Shaggy from Scooby-Doo to change into for their own safety when needed. Nobody would be expected to sleep in cosplays or spend time in them in areas where recording is banned, this event would circle firstly around a bunch of cosplayers showing off and having fun together on a cool vacation & secondly around viewers entertainment/content opportunities.
Idk I just thought it sounded like a fun idea:3
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NOT A REQUEST but i just wanted to say ur art is adorable call me a wind turbine because i am a BIG FAN !!!! also. was wondering. if u have ever heard of idolmaster sidem?????? there's a blonde bitch named rui and whenever i see ur username it reminds me of him :} ok have a good night don't forget to drink water
"wind turbine because I'm a big fan" tHATS THE BEST COMPLIMENT I EVER HEARD JAJSJAJS
actually I downloaded that game once! and uninstalled it two hours late but anyways-- and of course the blonde ex english teacher is always using english words midprhase is the one called Rui (so me tbh)
Also thank you very much!! Your comment really made me happy<33 dont forget to drink water too!
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Anonymous has said, regarding this post:
After that rant, the picture with Ayato, the butterfly and cage suddenly makes more sense. Because he was like a butterfly, fragile and innocent, that wanted to escape and be free.
Ooc; ... You know. I had never thought about that before. I’m... physically stopping myself from throwing you another analysis about that picture alone. Because.
Doesn’t it seem like he opened the cage in order to let the butterfly go (making himself free), but got tainted in the process (blood and darkness in the picture)? And despite it all, the butterly still clings closely to the cage (aka Ayato’s past and shackles), and the look of pain and confusion on Ayato’s face has... a lot of implications. All in all, his liberty had its costs. But was he ever truly set free? The answer is no.
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The door jingled as the detective entered the convenience store. His tired eyes habitually looking over the counter, to which the red uniformed employee went, “…’elcome, sir,” in a gentle voice.
“Hmph,” Adachi scoffed. ‘Guess this idiot finally understood what an inside voice was.
it's like 1am and im delirious and sad i cant find a specific wip im not even sure where i wrote it down on, but i found this thing in the bottom of my ssd though hehe
Barely looking at the employee, the detective disappeared into the aisles of almost barren shelves. Products were pushed to the front, almost near expiration. But at least it were a bit better than the year before.
But of course, there was more to it than that.
His warped reflection of himself walking around was seen on the domed mirrors, to which he also occasionally glanced at every now and then as if he were monitoring the place. Taking a snack here and a drink from there, he shuffled back to the counter.
He was met with a man whose face hid under his hat as he sat down, mouth slightly agape with the natural pout in his lips.
“Here,” Adachi said almost demandingly.
The attendant barely looked up and nodded slightly, then began scanning the handful of goods the detective brought over. A bottle of water, a box of tomato juice, animal crackers, and the old man’s onigiri he simply punched in its numbers for.
Then he stuffed the products in a bag and the receipt printed out in silence. The man in red ignoring the potential condescending stare the other had for him.
He ripped out the paper tape and crumpled it, disposing it swiftly as he knew it wouldn’t be needed. Before he could offer the bag of goods to the other, Adachi grunted, “keep it.
“My money’s already in there, right? Don’t bother taking it out.”
“Eh? But these are still yours, mister detective—”
“They’re mine and I’m making you use it. You wreck.”
“Ah? I’m not an idiot anymore?”
“You still are, you moron! Now eat the onigiri before I go.”
“The old man’s onigiri..? But I already ate. Besides, I’m fine—”
“Why’re you sweating?” he asked aggressively, taking a look at the thermostat.
Gray disheveled hair stuck to his forehead and his temples from his sweat. “Ah…” he went, trying to wipe under his bangs.
Adachi promptly lifted the brim of the worker’s hat to reveal quite a caricature of an expression. He tried twisting into his usual smile, but there was some sort of spiral behind his eyes that just couldn’t sell it.
“What did I say about this? Look at your customer in the eye, geez, you’re already sitting down.”
The man’s lips trembled as if about to say something, but again, Adachi interrupted, “Sure you carry a lotta things, but don’t tell me you use your eyes to do it.” He said, shooting a glare at the other’s sunken eyes.
“If you’re not going to eat anything, just go home already.” “I’m not moving from here ‘til you get your dumbass to do something right for yourself.”
“…You’re pushy.”
“Tch, and you have the gall to complain. I’m not even pushing you at all this time.”
open crackers and tomato juice
“There. Finish it.”
“You barely ate anything..?”
“That doesn’t have anything to do with what I said.”
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