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salemaesthetic · 2 years
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So a few months ago I found out my sister plays Genshin and despises Venti (who I will protect at all costs)
And recently I started cosplaying so it’s my goal to dress up as Venti in spite of her
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cyverrieee · 4 months
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[2] COSPLAYER!YUU WHO ARRIVED IN TWISTED WONDERLAND... WHILE IN COSPLAY
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01 ➳ FINALLY GOT PART TWO...
I can rest easy now..
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ᴏɴᴇ ᴜɴғᴀɪᴛʜғᴜʟ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴀ ᴅᴀʏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ sᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʀᴀɴsᴘᴏʀᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛᴡɪsᴛᴇᴅ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅ! ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ᴡᴏʀsᴛ ɪs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏsᴘʟᴀʏ. ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴡᴋᴡᴀʀᴅʟʏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀs ᴄᴏɴғᴜsᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇs ɢᴀᴢᴇ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ...
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ᴋᴀʟɪᴍ ᴀʟ-ᴀsɪᴍ
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Oh? You're stuck in Twisted Wonderland wearing Kalim's cosplay? The sunshine of the whole game? Haha good luck! (Just kidding)
Kalim definitely had like ALOT of questions... "Where did you get my wig?" "Oh did you make my outfit by yourself?" "Oh my god! You made my jewelry!" And that sorta stuff. Kalim might wear that outfit your wearing to compare and squeal because you two are matching.
Speaking of Kalim, Since Kalim got a boost at serotonin at your arrival. It basically gave Jamil more of a headache, everyday he has to pray to the seven to make him through the day with a bombarding pain in the head. But rest assure, he does find your Kalim cosplay nice (You might not have the same level lf energy as Kalim, but its better. And he secretly likes the outfit shh-)
Kalim will basically cling around you at break, basically trying to get you know better! Jamil wont mind as long as you keep him under control (give him a break please. Its been like that since 17 years)
Will give you the finest fabric materies, wigs, accessories, makeup—you name it, he'll buy it! He just wants to see you cosplaying. He might even ask you if he can cosplay with you! Its seems really fun :D
Jamil can finally get a break! *Trumpet noises and confetti*
When Kalim saw you WITHOUT your cosplay, he finds it amazing how you do your makeup and hid some of your features. Will ask you if you could use him as a makeup mannequin
Professional catfisher goes by again...
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ᴠɪʟ sᴄʜᴏᴇɴʜᴇɪᴛ
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HOW MAGNIFIQUE! I swear you will hear Rook start praising your cosplay. Vil will find it amazing, leaving small compliments every now and then.
You and Vil teach other more makeup techniques when you do each other's makeup. Rook also spying in because he wants to see this beautiful moment.
Vil also gives you some accessories that the cosplayer missed or something. Some additionals if hes interested in adding, Cue Rook complimenting you even more!
Rook calls you Roi de S'habiller, because of your ability to cosplay. He'll ask you to cosplay him (if you agree on it).
Epel thinks your Vil cosplay is nice as long as you don't act like him. Your impressions of him are impressive he wont lie. Maybe its too good that he almost gaslighted himself into thinking its the Real Vil... (Might give you some of his makeup that he doesnt really use... If Vil doesnt notice...)
Vil sees you without your cosplay, he'll definitely compliment your looks. Also might try to put some makeup on you again, he keeps putting random serums and moisturizers on your face while he tells you about it. He's having a field day with it (Now you know Epel's suffering)
Go Roi de S'habiller!!!!
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ɪᴅɪᴀ sʜʀᴏᴜᴅ
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He's fragile on the spot. His legs started to get weak, he vomits out of pure shock (/j)
Hes having a meltdown just seeing you cosplay him! Ortho has to try to calm down his excited ALOT. If you have someone (cosplah buddy) that cosplays Ortho, Idia will also expload in happiness while Ortho will be happy in a way.
If you somehow designed your Ipad case to look like his own, you have dedication i swear! Even Idia himself doesnt have the motivation like that. He praises and respects you! He basically admires you! He literally is so shock that you just walk around in anime conventions looking like him!
He'll definitely ask you if you could cosplay with him, better say yes!
Hes having so many emotions cascading through his veins that he stopped working... Will ask you to do his makeup, he feels like you're better at it than him. Maybe if he got a small boost of confidence— he might take a photo with you both in cosplay.
Of course, Idia knows that youre a cosplayer and you dont actually look like that. He wont lie, you are pretty without your cosplays on (Ortho agrees too!). Hes having a lot of fun with you because hes not the only otaku around anymore! (Ortho's glad his brother has a friend now)
Professional catfisher goes vrrrooom!!
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ᴍᴀʟʟᴇᴜs ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏɴɪᴀ
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Oh? You're cosplaying Malleus? Hah! Prepare for Sebek's obnoxious loud speeches how it's so disrespectful to dress up (i doubt Sebek knows the word "cosplay" and just refers to it as "dress up") as his liege. Lilia will just laugh at the scene while Silver questions or sleeps through it, but really— Malleus appreciates the efforts you put into that cosplay. More time goes by, Sebek MIGHT warm up to your cosplay and admire it too! But he will never say that.
Lilia will also ask you how you manage to make Malleus' features, while you rant about the process you made to make his features (like his horns). Sebek might listen in, i mean— its Malleus we're talking here of course he'll be here.
Malleus does compliment your labour on the outfit, he knows that his clothes are complicated (even if its just his normal casual attire). Will spice your outfit more by putting some magical features here and there! Oh is your cape suddenly floating,, i wonder who put that there hm?
Lilia enjoys your cosplays, he asks if he could cosplay with you or make him a cosplay. Now you got two gremlins together doing dress up in a different font.
Silver likes your cosplay, hes sleepy so he doesnt get much out of it soo he's just there.
Malleus seeing you without your cosplay, hes impressed with your makeup skills at hiding your features. makeup is just a tool use for people to shapeshift at this point. Praises your beauty, definitely deserved that :)
Professional catfisher goes at it, SLAY
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➥ ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ? ғᴇᴇʟ ғʀᴇᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ ᴏʀ ʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ʜᴇʜᴇ!
! ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʏ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ! ᴅʀɪɴᴋ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴀᴛ ғᴏᴏᴅ ᴀᴄᴄᴏʀᴅɪɴɢʟʏ !
ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ sᴇᴇ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ!
ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ!
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maplewozapi · 4 months
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Looking at a the asks you answered about indigenous people in fantasy and about indigenous rep by non-indigenous writers, I have a follow up question, if you don't mind- Seeing how common it is for fantasy works to use cultural mish-mashes, especially like medieval Europe-ish or Warring States fantasy Japan, is there a way to respectfully incorporate indigenous cultures into that sort of world (particularly ones near to each other), or should it be avoided entirely, in your opinion?
Surprisingly Peter Pan 2023 did a great job, still it’s weird that native people are just chilling in neverland but I appreciate that they faced their past and hired native people. I think about harry potter’s little grubby hands trying to world build magic lore for the United States AND IM HORRIFIED. Already the four houses and eventual "monsters" in that setting is making my stomach hurt, honestly that is cultural appropriation and commodification at its finest, the worst example. Then I think about ATLAB and the mixing of cultures is kinda crazy like I love the show so much! But at the same time this is kinda crazy! I’m not sure if I’m comfortable with the level of commodification and the melting pot of cultures. If I saw someone cosplaying the "sun warriors" like🧍‍♀️it scares me. We know that culture isn’t a custom 😣🙏 right? Right? At what point do they say "put a headdress in the show" and everyone starts cosplaying, like a Disney Pocahontas/mulan/moana custom situation, ITS CRAZY. I’m saying this because you don’t want to go the avatar or the Harry Potter direction there is some crazy nuances that can only be created and managed by indigenous people.
I can’t recommend their videos enough because they really do get into cultural sensitivity and misappropriation of them.
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fyodorloveclub · 1 year
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au calme clair de lune triste et beau
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pairing: paul verlaine x reader
cw: vaginal sex, cunnilingus, fem pet names, creampie, french people
notes: first verlaine fic yay! its very fluffy and sweet bc i needed verlaine to cosplay being a nice person ♡ huge thank you to @amythedemisimp for helping me with the tiny bit of french so i didnt look like a complete idiot ♡♡ much love
wc: 2k
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“Mmm, good morning, darling,” Verlaine mumbled into your hair as he felt you stir next to him. 
You barely heard him, brain still foggy from only just opening your eyes, but smiled as he wrapped his long arms tighter around your waist. He snaked his hands under the baggy t-shirt you were wearing to press his warm hands against your skin, making you giggle. You intertwined your fingers with his that were resting on your stomach pulling him even closer to you. Nothing ever made you feel safer and more at peace than when you were wrapped in Verlaine’s arms, especially on lazy mornings like this. 
It was the weekend, and you had no idea what time it was, could only see the growing sunlight filtering in through the curtains of the large bay window, and the snores of your cat still curled up in his bed in the corner of the room. The thick comforter draped over you was all tangled up around the two of you as a remnant of Verlaine’s slightly violent sleeping habits, and you laughed quietly to yourself as you remember being woken up at least twice by clumsy flopping and kicking and the incoherent conversations he had with himself in his sleep. 
“What are you laughing about?” he asked, voice deep and scratchy. Though he sounds accusatory, you could feel his toothy smile against the back of your neck as he snuggled closer to you.
“Oh, nothing,” you teased. “Just the 30 minute long argument you seemed to be having with Chuuya in your sleep last night. Brotherly love at its finest.”
“Oh, really? What were we fighting about?”
“I'm not really sure, I think he was asking for your approval to propose to Dazai, and you were so not on board.” Verlaine chuckled. “There were plenty of slurred exclamations of ‘Chuuya, you idiot!’ and intense groaning.” 
“Definitely sounds like how that would go down.” 
You felt the deep, comforting grumble of his chest as he laughed, and thought about how much you wished you could freeze this moment and live in it forever. The warmth radiating from his skin and the way his body melded perfectly against yours, all in the hushed quiet of a morning with no alarms or schedules to meet. 
Verlaine tugged on your waist a bit as a signal to look at him, and you flopped over on your side to gaze dreamily into his silvery-blue eyes. 
“Hi, pretty,” he whispered, a lopsided smile spreading across his face. You blushed and smiled back, somehow still flustered at his flirting after all this time. 
He rested a hand on your bare hip as he slowly leaned in to press a soft kiss to your lips, and you sighed contentedly into it. You reached up to gently run your hands through his silky, long blonde hair that you only ever got to see down at night. It started out as a gentle kiss, but your involuntary groans as his familiar lips moved against yours encouraged Verlaine, dipping his tongue into your mouth. He looked at you sideways when you groaned again but pulled back, wrinkling your nose. 
“I love you, but your morning breath tastes pretty bad,” you giggled, making him roll his eyes.
“Guess I’ll have to kiss somewhere else, then,” he said with a tone of feigned defeat. 
Before your still-foggy head could process what he said, Verlaine was all of a sudden flipping you onto your back and snaking between your legs, spreading them and kissing at the soft skin of your inner thighs. All you did was smile and let your head fall back against the pillow.
“No protest?” he asked, words muffled.
“None at all.”
Verlaine happily went back to working on your thighs, biting softly as he worked his way upward. Once he got where he wanted to be he made eye contact with you before slowly shimmying your panties down your  legs, leaving you naked from the waist down. Placing your legs over his shoulders for better access, you moaned in anticipation of what was to come. 
Now he was pressing light kisses to your outer lips, running his tongue up and down your slit. He used two fingers to spread you open, staring mesmerized for just a moment at your quickly moistening pussy. Just the sight of Verlaine buried in between your legs, mouth on you alone was enough to get you dripping. His arms wrapped around your thighs, hands coming to rest on your pelvis before leaning further in, using his tongue to gather up some of the slick that had already begun trickling out of you. You could feel the mmmmm he grumbled against your pussy as he tasted you. 
Finally, he dipped his tongue inside you, pulling a deep moan from your throat as he flicked his tongue expertly against your clit, his hot mouth feeling heavenly against your already pulsing pussy. 
“Oh, god, Paul,” you whined.
He smiled before wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking as he continued to circle his tongue around it, reminding you that he knew your body better than anyone else. Verlaine knew exactly how to touch you and push your buttons to have you melting in his hands, and he happily put this knowledge to good use.
He soon dipped his head lower to lap up more of your juices, while dragging his tongue through your folds. Verlaine tapped your thigh to get you to look him in the eyes before he slid his tongue into your hole, pleased with the gasps and moans tumbling out of your mouth. He would’ve smirked if his mouth weren’t full of your pussy. Then it’s Verlaine who’s gasping as your hands found their way into his hair and tug, fingernails scratching at his scalp. Desperate to ride his tongue, he had to hold down your hips as you involuntarily thrusted into his mouth.
Unwrapping one of his arms from your legs so he could palm himself through his boxers, Verlaine shivered at the friction against his growing erection. His tongue pumped in, out, and around your hole as he pulled his cock out and circled his fist around it.
“P-Paul,” you gasped. He looked up at you, eyes dark and sultry and face covered in saliva and slick. “Make love to me, please.”
Verlaine lifted his mouth off of you before nodding wordlessly, crawling from between your legs to hover over you. All of your labored breaths were swallowed as he once again pressed his lips against yours, melding your mouths together.
“You like tasting yourself?”  he asked. All you did was kiss him back hungrily.
The kiss was messy, all teeth and tongue and drool as your hands clumsily snaked down his body to tug at the waistband of his boxers, signaling him to pull away so he could undress. You were both fully naked now, your old sleep shirt having been thrown off a while ago, and you relished in the intimacy of the moment. The intimacy of knowing exactly how to make your lover feel good and doing exactly that, of showing love unabashedly, fully exposed and on display for each other. You trusted Verlaine with your entire being.
Not many words were needed as you could read each other’s minds and bodies better than your favorite books, and it felt only natural as he positioned the two of you, pestering you regularly over if you were comfortable or not.
Verlaine peppered sweet kisses all over your face as he hovered over you, and you laughed as you wrapped your arms around his neck.
“Ready, ma chérie?” he asked in his typical sultry, sexy voice. You bit your lip and smiled in response.
He leaned back so he run his cock through your folds to gather some slick, making you cry out as the tip nudged your swollen clit. Then he was lining himself up with your hole before slowly pushing in. Your breath hitched as you struggled to stretch around his thick length, eyes screwed shut.
“Doing so, so good for me, beautiful,” Verlaine whispered as encouragement, each word punctuated with a chaste kiss to your lips, cheeks, or forehead.
Your legs came to wrap tightly around his thin waist as he bottomed out, and you couldn’t help the cries you let out. He stayed still for a moment, balls resting heavily against your ass, as you adjusted your hips to try and encourage the tight ring of muscle to relax. Verlaine was always so patient with you, so sweet and accommodating, and it made your heart swell.
Once you gave him a silent nod and smile of approval, he hiked your legs further up his waist before slowly pulling back out, eyes focused on you and your expression the whole time. Pulling all the way out so only the tip was still inside, he thrusted back into you with a little more speed, prompting a high-pitched moan from you. The feeling of being completely filled by your lover was so comforting yet so intoxicating, and you clenched hard around his length.
“More!” you groaned.
“Of course.”
Verlaine’s lips attached to your neck and sucked at the sensitive skin underneath your jaw as he slowly began to build up a rhythm, the wet friction of his thrusts sending pleasure coursing through your veins with every movement.
He held your body close to his as he fucked you and cherished the moment. All of his senses were on fire: the sounds and smells of sex and sweat, the lingering taste of your pussy, and the sight of you clinging onto him as you cried out his name.
“Ma p’tite minette,” he whispered into your ear, French accent thick. “Je t'aime.”
My little kitten. You whined at the words, returning a garbled je t’aime back to him while he pumped his cock in and out of you.
You could tell Verlaine was getting close to cumming as you felt his cock throb inside you, and your suspicions were confirmed as his pace increased.
“Inside, please,” you groaned, and he knew exactly what you meant.
His hand slithered between your bodies and used his slim fingers to rub circles over your throbbing, neglected clit. You immediately cried out at the touch, hips bucking wildly into the touch as your senses were overwhelmed. It didn’t take long for you to cum, whines, screams, and cries of his name all falling past your lips as your orgasm spread from your core to your fingers and toes.
The cream that had gathered on his cock amplified the dirty squelching noises in the room, and Verlaine was grunting and fucking into you hard as he chased his own high. You tensed the walls of your pussy tight around his cock to encourage him, and soon he was moaning as he spilled his hot cum inside you, eyes screwed shut as he was overtaken by his own orgasm.
Verlaine pulled out of you slowly, falling down next to you on the bed as you both attempted to catch your breath. Upset at the distance, you flopped back over, throwing your arms around his neck and burying your face into his chest. He chuckled as he caught you, holding you close while he ran his fingertips softly up and down your back.
The light shining through the window was brighter now, and you could hear birds chirping from outside. Everything was still, everything was peaceful, and you felt safe being held tight by your lover.
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knithacker · 22 days
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The Most Royal Crown You'll Ever Knit ... A Truly Magical, Marvelous, Magnificent Pattern ... There Are Not Enough M Words ... Cosplay At Its Finest: 👉 https://buff.ly/3sR6CTx 👑
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cometrose · 2 months
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Say, what do you think Zhongli struggled with the most after he started full-time cosplaying a mortal?
it’s kind of weird cause i feel like he struggled with everything and nothing at all
Obviously the first is not having unlimited money at his disposal to buy whatever he wanted. Zhongli lives a very elegant lifestyle. He wears outfits created by the adepti, he only takes the finest birds on walks he eats at the finest restaurants and he buys whatever he lays eyes on.
Then there is the fact that “Zhongli” is a permanent human and not a body Morax uses whenever he wants before transforming into another one. It would be funny if he woke up one morning wanting to shapeshift and having to stop himself mid transformation because humans don't normally grow floor length hair or swap genders overnight.
I always imagined Zhongli struggled keeping his Morax knowledge separate from his Zhongli knowledge. Morax knows the day everyone was born in Liyue, Zhongli does not. Morax knows the day each building was built, the day they built a pond in the harbor, he knows every business owner that has ever worked on his land but Zhongli should not.
But the thing about Zhongli I feel like he just learned to work around these problems without changing too much of himself lol. Like he cant buy everything he wants? Just get a wallet or get someone else to buy his things.
Too much knowledge? Great all of Liyue knows him as the all knowledgeable consultant who knows everything but nobody knows where he came from.
he’s too adored by the population for anyone to bother him about it.
Hu Tao mentions that Zhongli knows so much but has no worries so I think he just doesnt care? I think Zhongli just gets to stay the same cause everyone accepts his weirdness.
But seriously I think he struggles with contracts. He doesn't have the same authority to enforce contracts as before but he is still the god of contracts. So I think he has some dissonance in that regard, like he sees someone break a contract and if he were still Rex Lapis he would punish them but Zhongli has no such control. Considering how he worked around those fake archeologists in his first story quest, I think he if still wants to "punish" someone he has to approach the situation very differently.
Its funny to imagine Zhongli sees someone break and contract and chills run down his spine he feels faint but he can't do anything about. But then again Liyuens is pretty particular about contracts, so even if he cannot enforce them there are countless others (the qixing, the millelith, hell even yanfei) who will maintain order in his stead. i think it will work out
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sleebyfrogs · 1 year
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The shirt for my historically accurate Toy Soldier cosplay is done!!!!!
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[Image: two photos, both taken in a mirror, of a young, transmasc person in their bedroom, wearing a reconstructed, white Victorian dress shirt. It has a shield-shaped bib area and a tab below the placket, with a detachable rounded collar and cuffs. The front placket and collar have a narrow black edge, and everything is fastened together with pearlescent shirt studs and cuff links. In the first image their face is blurred out, with comically simple eyes and a moustache doodled on top. In the second it is obscured by the body of a mandolin, held by its neck in one hand. Their short, dark hair is visible under an antique black-and-red military cap. End ID.]
(*almost historically accurate, and almost done)
After all this time!!!!! I started in September(?) and it’s now May but a lot of that was just putting off starting the twenty eight hand-done gimped and tailored buttonholes this ended up requiring because I can’t do anything by halves
If you’re wondering, I used this pattern, which worked wonderfully for me (special thanks to this tutorial too for demonstrating some of the more difficult parts), but I spent a long time trying to alter it to fit me, and to fit flatteringly, as I have never made a garment this complex before and I do not have the body an average men’s pattern expects. I had to do a lot of things multiple times over, but I’m really glad I did, because it’s definitely the most effort I’ve ever put into anything like this, and the finest sewing work I’ve ever done. I feel very dapper and handsome.
I did machine-stitch most of it because I knew, knowing me, that I could either end up with an ahistorically-sewn shirt or no shirt at all as I would procrastinate sewing all of that by hand just. Forever. I did hand-stitch a lot of it though, mostly the felled seams and fiddly collar bits. And the buttonholes. God so many buttonholes. The black edge is bias tape that I folded in half and ladder-stitched to itself through the shirt/collar fabric. (Also the horizontal seam you can see near the bottom in the lower picture exists solely because I didn’t have the fabric to cut the front out in one, and that part gets tucked into the pants anyway. Piecing is period.)
I’m still working on combining my various incomplete bits of antique cuff link and stud sets in the least-mismatched way, and the shirt itself is definitely not perfect (and there are still some minor adjustments I want to make), but all this to say I’m delighted with my work and excited to move onto the next item, which will probably be either the trousers or waistcoat, and I intend on documenting those too! I learnt so much from this experience and one day I’ll likely make another shirt much like it.
(Also, I’m happy to answer any questions about it!!! I know I could have used footsteps to follow in when I started this project)
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tggragnarok · 1 year
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Cosplay at its finest
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int-writersmind · 4 months
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I Hate Christmas, Peter Parker {Part 3}
Peter Parker x f!Reader
It’s simple: You don’t see what the big fuss is all about surrounding Christmas, but Peter Parker thinks that this is unacceptable and puts you through the last of a multiple step list to make you fall in love with the holiday. 
{Read Part 1}
Warnings: Fluff,
Word Count: 1.8k
Authors Note: In order to get this out today, this is not well edited. I will fix it soon.
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Peter rarely spent the night, often heading back into the city after a few hours of sleep. But this morning, a shirtless, sleeping vigilante was a welcome sight in your bed. You very carefully climb out of bed, limbs slowly reaching over Peter’s body. 
You were just starting to prepare your coffee when Peter shuffled out your bedroom, dressed only in his underwear and messy hair. “What if breakfast in bed was on the list?” Peter comes up next to you, kissing your cheek as he goes to pour his cup. 
“Please,” You smile slyly as his arm wraps around your lower waist. “You don’t need Christmas to do that.”
“Yeah I know, but I do have something for today.” 
“Really?
“Yeah and I know at first you’re gonna hate it, but I promise that at the end–”
“I’ll love it so much that my heart will grow ten times it’s size.” You interject.
Peter glares at you before downing his drink. “Trust me ok?”
Peter stands there arms folded. “And will Peter Parker go out in his Spidey cosplay or birthday suit?”
It takes Peter a second before he notices his current situation. “I left some stuff here right?”
You think for a moment before taking another sip of your drink. “Yeah, but I think you have to borrow one of the coats.”
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You found yourself standing in the cold of Bryant Park. You felt your cheeks start to turn red by the time Peter found you. He was in a nice dark blue pea coat, jeans and sneakers. He kisses you on the cheek before looping your arm in his. “Ready?”
“I want to say yes, but I don’t know what I’m agreeing to.”
“Fair enough,” Peter leads you through the sitting area, towards the temporary winter village that is always set up during the holiday season. A crowded place with overpriced items, tourists and gullible natives. It had its charms but it mostly had drawbacks. “What I’m proposing is a full day filled with Christmissy fun, but in an appetizer style, since we don’t have that much time.”
That was an understatement, it was less than a week till Christmas, so everything was sent into overdrive and increasingly more busy. It was so busy that it was a struggle for the two of you to fit down the rows of little shops. You tried your best to put on a face that didn’t imminently give away how much you hated all of this.
“As much as I like spending time with my adoring boy-toy, a full, uninterrupted day together seems unlikely” You gently squeeze Peter’s hand to get him to look at you. “It’s not like you can just up and ignore your other job.”
As the two of you reach the end of one row, a stand that was giving out free samples of warm cider. You wince as you take a sip, Peter gives you a reluctant smile. “I think that NYC's finest can keep the city safe today.”
You give him a look.
“Listen if things get that bad then I’ll go…and only then.” Peter finishes his drink before taking yours and finishing it right there.
“Fine Parker, let’s try to enjoy this day.”
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As the two of you slowly shuffled your way through Bryant Park Winter Village, You settle on buying one thing from a booth with monogrammed Christmas stockings. You try to hide your smiling face from it, but Peter quickly catches a photo of you with his camera you didn’t realize he brought with him
After the initial snap you jokily start posing. Peter indulges with one extra, you sticking out your tongue.
There was only one close call, when some sirens caused Peter to snap his head in that direction. You place a hand on his arm, giving him an understanding glance. Peter takes your hand in his. “You’re not getting rid of me that easily” he says.
Peter grabs your hand and leads you to a PhotoBooth where the two of pose for pictures. One with you kissing him on the cheek, another where you both cross your eyes and make stupid faces, a third where you guys make a threatening faces, hands up ready to fight and, lastly a genuine smile because why not. You collect your photos from the outside after spending way too much on them and choosing a festive border (Peter’s choosing). “God these are actually more expensive than I remember." You say.
"Same, anyway, let's head to the next place." Peter says.
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So your plan is for us to just stare at Radio City?” you say, as you stand across the street, watching patrons line up and enter the building.
“Well, did you want to watch the show?” Peter asks.
“Oh no.”
Some nearby buskers start playing Christmas songs, as the two of you start walking down the sidewalk. “The real reason behind this was that Radio City is just on our way to our next place, just thought you would get some residual Christmas magic.”
You just shake your head and pull Peter closer to you, arms linked with one another. You guys continue to walk down the sidewalk as the buskers continue their show. Instead of just walking by like every New Yorker, he slows down, forcing the pair of you to join the small cluster that has surrounded the performers. Peter takes off his camera and hands it to you as he goes and joins some people dancing to the music.
You giggle quite loudly, trying to cover your face with your hand. You pick up the camera, lining up your eye to the viewfinder. Using some basic camera skills that Peter taught you one date night , you snap a photo of Peter locking arms with a random passerby, dancing in a circle.
When Peter notices you and the camera he unlocks from the stranger and grabs on to you. The two of you sing and dance to the music all the way to the end of the song, you carefully holding the camera in your hand.
At the end of the song, with a scatter round of applause, the two of you stand close to one another, breathing heavily from the erratic dance moves. “So did I get through that ice cold, Christmas hating heart?”
You crinkle your nose, “Maybe just a crack.”
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The last location was ice skating at Central Park, and as the two of you got there the sun was beginning to get low, casting a warm amber glow on a cool day becoming an even chiller night. 
Peter was a wobbly mess, like a newborn giraffe who was born with ice blades on his hooves. You somehow were a graceful ice princess, spinning circles around him, almost as if all those causal visits to the ice skating rink in high school were actually worth the price of admission. “Oh come on Petey! You’re telling me you can walk on synthetic webs the size of tightropes but can’t handle some ice and blades?”
“I don’t see how that applies to this situation.”
You brake in front of him, before offering him your hands, taking his and leading him forward while you skate backwards. “Balanced babe, it’s all about balance.”
After a few strides, and with your help, Peter was able to finally pick it up. Letting go one of your hands, using the other to spin you in a circle before pulling you back to him.
The two of you skate for a few minutes in silence, people watching , families, friends, couples. You catch yourself smiling at these people, but do nothing to get rid of it. 
Snowflakes start to fall from the sky, you notice them first falling on a middle-aged couple as the two of you pass by, and as children cast their gaze upwards trying to catch the flakes on their tongue, you mimic them as well. Letting your tongue stick out, catching a few cold drops. Was it childish? Yes? Unsanitary? 100%, but it was fun to indulge.
Click, another photo, you turn your head towards Peter who’s smiling, “Good picture?” You ask.
“Always.”
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And at the end of the day, Peter walks you back to your apartment building, and back to your apartment, through the door, lips crashing into one another, bodies bumping into the Elf on the Shelf, hands getting lost in each other's hair. Before anything else can happen, a flurry of police sirens go by your windows, more than typical in the city, a potential big deal. 
You lay on the couch, half supporting yourself as you watched Peter contemplating his next move. He looks at you, almost asking permission, “Go ahead Spider-Boy.” He smirks back but before he gets changed you pull him to the couch, lips close to his. “But don’t think I don’t remember your promise you made to me for going through all this.”
Peter smiles, “Of course.”
A few moments later you watch as Spider-Man jumps out your window, sitting by for a few seconds longer before getting up from the couch and picking up the Elf on the Shelf. “Count yourself lucky you didn’t get scared tonight.” You say that thing.
Epilogue
The light from the christmas tree was the only thing that illuminated your apartment, Peter and You sat on your couch handing each other presents. You came home after a long Christmas day with your parents (at the suggestion of Peter.), it wasn’t as unbearable as you thought it would be. The old folks kept the arguments to a minimum, Mom made some delicious cookies, and Dad gave you some cash to help pay your bills. It was low-key and not in your face Hallmark movie feeling—just how you like it. Peter and You agreed to meet up at your place after he came back from visiting May, to spend the evening together and give presents to one another. 
“No, you have to admit it!” Peter said quite loudly, holding your present hostage in his arms.
“Ugh, no I will not!” You roll your eyes, falling back on the couch before sitting back up. “It was just a dumb little game–”
“A dumb little game that I won.”
“Won? Wow, that's an overestimate of events.”
“Oh please,” Peter says, he hands you the present. “Open this and maybe you’ll change your mind.”
You glance at Peter before opening the box. Inside, tissue paper, you remove that and see a photobook– To Little Miss I Hate Christmas, Peter, written on top. You flip through the pages, photos from various moments this month, some you remembered and others you forgot about. A picture of you in front of your favorite coffee shop, another of you from behind looking at your Christmas tree, another where you held the peace sign up in front of an unlit tree, and lastly some photos from your super packed day. You look up at Peter, a smile creeping on your face. “Oh Peter, I love it. Wait, quickly open mine.”
You hand Peter your present, bringing a hand to your mouth, biting on your nails. You watch slightly nervous as Peter rips the paper off, opening the package– A camera strap with embroidered spiders hidden throughout. “This is great.” Peter says.
“Are you sure? Not on the nose?”
“Of course not, it’s wonderful” Peter leans over and kisses you on the lips. “What about your present? You are a believer now.”
Your grip on the book is a little tighter now, “Well I won’t say that Christmas is now my all time favorite holiday but…it’s…more bearable with you around.”
Peter just smiles at you, “Now that was corny.”
“Shut up!” you throw the pillow at him. “You liked it, I know you did.”
“And I couldn’t ask for a better ending.”
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Hey, thanks so much for reading till the end. This wasn't really how I wanted the series to come out but I still had fun. Anyway happy holidays and come back for a new year's gift???
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yomi-hellsimp · 23 days
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same!! we dont deserve this! we have the right to cosplay any character we want!! like if i want to cosplay a random npc from the hazbin pilot ill do it! and its Indeed concerning. i love villains i loooove morally gray characters, it would be a shame to stop cosplaying them cuz some kids think ure the character lmao
oh ok! yeah I saw that the tweet had its little success! i will never understand why some people want to ruin con though. were supposed to have fun NOT harass people! there are plenty of characters that i dont like and even hate lol but that doesnt give me the right to go see them and say mean things to them. rule number 1 kids, never tell people things u wouldnt want them to say to u!!
i second that. if for u(general btw!) cosplaying a character is being the character, dont go to any fcking cons! not if u plan to harass cosplayers who havent done anything to you!
i want to go back to 2012 that time was good lool
Yeah I wanna go back to old fandom. Where people shipped things like Sebaciel or the twins from OHSHC proudly without having the fear of being doxxed. Or the 30 year old congoers with Madoka Magica body pillows. Like no one cared back then because we knew it's all fictional anime girls. Nowadays you see people holding up signs like "Lolicons are pedophiles" (ok I personally see this at a con but I did see a video a few years back that was making the rounds where a woman was holding up a sign similar at a convention). Like there was once someone cosplaying a loli. The cosplayer (who was of age) drank alcohol and people threw the biggest fucking tantrums because "You're cosplaying a 5 year old. Why are you drinking?" Bitch??? Someone cosplaying a loli does not make them a loli?? Like what? I've seen 30 year olds with thick beards cosplay Misaka Mikoto from Railgun or Anya from Spy x Family. Like it literally is not that deep. We're all just here to have fun and forget about our troubles for a bit. It's so toxic that people resort to harassing cosplayers. I even saw a take today that was like kind of defending(???) the person that harassed Val cosplayer. I'll post the screenshots below because I don't remember exactly what they said.
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Like??? Like this is victim blaming at its finest. "You cosplayed a rapist when there are so many cooler characters to cosplay." So it's the...cosplayer's fault they were harassed? It sounds exactly like people who say "Well what were they wearing when they were raped?"
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sonicphobia0601 · 3 months
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Well... I guess it's time for me to be serious. This marks the seven year anniversary of my dad passing away. I still remember the date.
February 11, 2018. I was in my dad's room, watching videos on YouTube and playing Sonic Dash on my tablet. With zero explanation, at 4:30, I lost complete interest in what I was doing. It was raining. My mom came home that night and told me the bad news. That night, I said goodbye to my dad for the last time.
We had his memorial gathering on his birthday. It was supposed to be his sixtieth birthday. A lot of people came to see my family, including the kind of family I don't like giving attention to.
Enough pity on the past!
Why don't you show how you grew as a person? I know you miss your dad, but show what happened afterwards!
Okay then.
2018: Dad died. The beginning of my development of personality started here. After my dad died, I only took one day off from school. I had prom on my 18th birthday and was the only time I pulled a complete all nighter due to attending prom and post prom. I graduated high school that year with cum laude. I start college living on campus that fall. And let me tell you, it's not 100% like the movies. I was on the Cheer team and accidentally discovered my love for horror, playing a bunch of FNAF. I start playing Sonic games, discovering that I actually loved Sonic. Yes, I wrote fanfiction at 16, but it was cringe and trauma dumping at its finest.
2019: I befriend the class snitch (big mistake), got gaslit by both the head of the special needs program along with the class snitch. Ended up alone. Had a mental breakdown that resulted in me getting suspended indefinitely (not proud of myself). Slowly figured out that I wasn't exactly straight.
2020: Remember that suspension from 2019? Well, it cost me a scholarship but it is a blessing in disguise... Because while I was suspended, I was not allowed on campus. And we all know what happened in March of that year. I completely avoided a tactical nuke because of my suspension. It turned out, my old college had a big outbreak of COVID. I honestly enjoyed the first part of COVID because it was quiet and no overstimulating activity happened outside. Got myself a temporary job at a gym as a custodian. It was nasty but the people there liked me. I completed Portal 2. And I attended a Halloween wedding that year. I dressed as a plague doctor for the XDs. That was fun. And I start writing on Wattpad.
2021: Uh... I'm not talking about what transpired here. But long story short, if you are drinking alcohol, GO SLOWLY. You'll thank me later. And that was when I learned of Poppy Playtime. I thought it was an April Fools prank by Zamination. It wasn't. Had fun playing it. And I start college in a community college. I decided to try Archive of Our Own as an outlet for my much darker stories.
2022: I kept getting misgendered online. So I started using they/them because of the obvious mistake. So now I figured out I'm pansexual and nonbinary.
2023: I entered the Billie Bust Up fandom because I found a short on YouTube, specifically one of Barnaby. Got curious. Fell in love with the game. Rest is history. Started a cosplay on Barnaby. Taught myself how to stim discreetly. (Yes, I borrowed Fantoccio's face pat stim)
Now, here we are. 2024. I wonder how much I would grow.
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"oh hey it's the weirdo who compared a hate group to another hate group. as someone who doesn't invalidate a whole group of people's EXISTENCE, comparing one group that does to another group that does is the reason we aren't taken seriously"
So, I'm willing to bet first of all that I compared sysmeds to transmeds, and if that's the case they'd be wrong on both counts.
Secondly, if it was actually anti-e/ndos to te/rfs, idk, claiming that a group is just cosplaying/roleplaying as an "actually oppressed group" (women/traumagenic systems), that they're a cult (trans people and pro endos have been called that by t/erfs and antis), and just the very basis of excluding a marginalized group from related marginalized spaces (radfems kicking trans people out of general queer spaces, anti end/os kicking endos out of general plural spaces)...
Hmm, yep, even if that WAS a bad comparison, it's definitely the trans traumaendo system comparing the two that's to blame for... a hate group not taking the people they hate seriously! This is definitely not victim-blaming at its finest, good job anon xoxo~
(Oh and using weirdo as an insult? Honey, I'm proud to be weird, and if you think it's a bad thing to be abnormal, you're an assimilationist prick who probably has given an inch to anti-endo/s which always ends in them taking a mile.)
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Trying Too Hard #21701 by u/Back2theGarden
Trying Too Hard #21,701 From Town & Country magazine: "For her 40th birthday, the Duchess of Sussex launched her 40x40 initiative aimed at helping women reenter the workforce. In the promotional video, Markle videochatted with Melissa McCarthy and wore an all-ivory ensemble with camel-colored suede pumps and layered necklaces." This is royalty cosplay at its finest. First of all, you know that Meghan does not serve herself tea and biscuits on a tray, and no real staff would jam that cup and dessert plate onto a tray barely able to hold them, much less without any doily, etc. beneath. Second, no way does she prance about the Olive Garden in suede stilettos, much less in what appears to be a cashmere robe over a white muscle shirt. We have already discussed at length the MacBook Pro perched on a precipice of her unsold books, sans power cord. While we're on the topic, whatever happened to the initiative? The project was promoted as Meghan and her 'best friend' McCarthy and claimed to have signed on 40 of her friends, including Adele, Amanda Gorman, Amanda Nguyen, Deepak Chopra, Dr. Ibram X. Kendi, Gloria Steinem, José Andrés, Dr. Nadine Burke Harris, Sophie Grégoire Trudeau, and more. https://ift.tt/NDHSiIQ post link: https://ift.tt/Ik46pch author: Back2theGarden submitted: October 14, 2023 at 06:18PM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit
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measuringbliss · 1 year
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Glee Rewatch 1x15, Faberry and good lighting
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Becky deserves a much better haircut, what is this atrocity?
(Are you wondering what's up with this post? Here's an explanation!)
You can see Sue's obsession with Madonna in two ways: the first idea is that it's earnest. She explains it herself: Madonna is an important part of her.
Or you can go the cynical way: "oh. this show is actually popular. we need to sell music and so far we've had quite a few bad numbers for comedy and also a bunch of unremarkable ones. we need to speed up the sales. By the power of Grayskull... Madonna has the power!"
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Quinn seems eager to make fun of Rachel, but she also insists on drawing a lot of hearts... Yeah okay that's it, I'm convinced! Faberry shippers, rejoice! You have one more faithful in your ranks!
I completely forgot how much of a jerk Artie could be! That flashback is harrowing.
The cheerleaders's act is incredible but so outlandish that it becomes ridiculous, as I'm sure is the intended reaction. But I've never actually seen IRL cheerleading; do numbers ever get this complicated and audacious?
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Loving their outfits (+ Rachel and Tina's faces). Those hearts on Mercedes's shirt? Rachel's tartan and green? Puck's effortlessly fitted shirt? Artie's cardigan? Quinn's bright red with blue/purple outfit? Quinn should wear red more often (note from later: oh boy just you wait!), it fits her skintone and hair color really well I think. And Kurt's odd yet charming getup is a beast of its own.
A scene between Sue and Emma! And this time, Emma looks much more submissive and breedable gosh don't make that joke than previous times, where she seemed ready to fight her. Was it because she felt safe with Will, whereas now they're not together anymore so her insecurities are partying big time?
FINN WHY DID YOU PUSH THOSE BOOKS AND MADE THEM FALL ON THE FLOOR? I understand the Finn hate now.
"Mercedes is Black. I'm gay. We make culture." is such a fun line but I'm biased
"Vogue" is one of the multiple covers I added to my playlist after finishing the show and watching a +2hours Youtube video where somebody ranked every Glee performance. It's a strong performance and the clip is absolutely hypnotizing, very satisfying to watch. It just makes sense.
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"Like a Virgin" is also a nice performance and I particularly appreciate the beautiful lighting in the Finn/Santana section. The other two sections are nothing special, but this one? Hypnotizing too. I also like all the couples seem to worship each other's body. It's beautiful to look at. With that said, I find it weird how much importance is given to losing one's virginity. It's very ceremonial in the Gleeverse, apparently! I wouldn't say losing it didn't change anything for me, but it was just... something. It happened. End of story. Finn regrets that it didn't mean anything whereas I rejoyce in the fact that *it doesn't mean anything*.
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Meanwhile Emma keeps on cosplaying Daphne from Scooby-Doo and while it's a very fine color scheme, it perplexes me.
I also added "4 Minutes" to my playlist, but the original version. I think if Blaine had replaced Kurt in this song, it would actually be great!
...Damnit, he's still not here yet. At least Mercedes's performance is good. And visually the choreography is nice.
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This is a gratuitous screencap of Quinn smiling because she's a ray of sunshine.
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Matt's sweat refers to the fact that he only has 48 seconds of screentime left on the show.
Tina absolutely losing her cool when Artie is an asshole to her is one of her finest moments. You go, Tina!
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Don't you love it when the local church choir suddenly sings alongside you?
Overall I think it's one of the best episodes of S1. It's a fun watch!
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