Attention: Guys who cosplay/want to cosplay spandex-clad superheroes


OK dinguses, here’s something that’s gonna make your life and the lives of everyone who sees you at the con so much better.

This is called a Men’s Dance Belt.


It’s for male ballet dancers to wear under their tights. Its purpose?


when I’m at a con, nothing kills a potential good superhero costume more than seeing the cosplayer’s friendly neighborhood spider-cock through the costume.


Every city has a sex and an age which have nothing to do with demography. Rome is feminine. So is Odessa. London is a teenager, an urchin, and in this hasn’t changed since the time of Dickens. Paris, I believe, is a man in his twenties in love with an older woman.
—John Berger (via quotethat)
We’re cutting that prop. How long did it take you to make it?



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you’re the drummer for my brothers band and i find you really hot AU - percy jackson, percico. unless u dont ship it then w/e is fine too

The first time Percy saw him, he laughed. The kid was a cliche - dark, shaggy hair, skull print t-shirt, skinny jeans, and a chain belt. Percy couldn’t tell if he was wearing eyeliner or just hadn’t slept in three days, but there were dark rings around his eyes that were intensified by his scowl and stage lights. He was small, and easy to lose behind the drum set.

The second time Percy saw him, he was standing next to Thalia and looking uncomfortable in the middle of a crowd. His hair was pushed back, and he was wearing the same shirt as last time, although he looked like he had slept this time. Percy quickly established that he was in no way cute and focused his attention back on his friends.

The third time Percy saw him was at a party, leaning against a wall and looking like he really would rather not be there. He looked almost like a regular kid, in a faded tshirt and ripped blue jeans. Percy grabbed his drink and leaned against the wall next to him. “Hey.” he greeted and the boy glanced at him.

"Hi Percy."
"Huh?" Percy blinked at him.

The boy shrugged, “That’s your name, isn’t it? You’re Thalia’s friend or something, aren’t you? You come to our shows. We’re friends on facebook.”

"We…we are?" Percy felt himself blush. 

"Yeah," The boy scowled, "we are."

"Oh." Well, that was embarrassing, "Uhm."

"You don’t know my name, do you?"

Percy grinned and tried to look apologetic. The boy sighed.

"I’m Nico. I’m Bianca’s little brother. I play-"

"The drums. Yeah, that I know. Nice to meet you Nico. In real life, like, officially meet you."


And that was the end of the conversation. 

The fourth time he saw Nico - Nico, he thought, putting the name to the pale face- was at another concert, but this time Percy paid attention to the skinny boy behind the drum set. He noted that he wasn’t scowling, he was just focused. His eyes fluttered shut sometimes, and Percy noticed how his breaths came out steady with the rhythms he was tapping out.  He seemed so in tune, and Thalia only had to nod at him when a new song started, he knew instinctively what to do. Percy told himself he was impressed, at nothing else, but his eyes stayed on Nico the rest of the night.

The fifth time Percy didn’t recognize him. He was sitting in the campus coffee shop, spacing off and pretending he didn’t have an essay due in 9 hours.

"Hey Percy." 

Percy snapped up, staring at Nico who raised an eyebrow. Percy realized his mouth was open. “Uh. Hey.”

"Hi. You’ve been staring at me for the past five minutes."

Percy felt his cheeks burn, “Oh. Uhm. Sorry.”

Nico shrugged, “It’s ok. Can I sit down?”

"Yeah," Percy said, and Nico pulled out the chair across from him. 

"Did you like the show?"


"The show," Nico repeated, slowly, "The show that you were at that I was playing at. You were staring at me then, too."

"Oh. No, I just, I mean," Percy grasped for words, "You’re…a good drummer?"

Nico snorted with laughter, and Percy felt himself blushing more at Nico’s wrinkled up face, “Well I do try. Are you ok?”


"Your face is red."

"Oh, just, you know…"

"Right." Nico pursed his lips, "Hey, we should hang out sometime."

"What?" blurted out, not believing the words he was hearing.
"Seriously, are you even listening to me? I said we should-"

"Yeah. I mean yeah, I’m listening. And yeah, let’s hang out. Uh-"

"We’re playing Olympus on Saturday, there’s a party after. Go with me?"

"Like…go GO with you?"

Nico raised an eyebrow, “Yes? That’s…what I just asked, wasn’t it? You - me - party? Yes?”

"Yes. I mean, yeah! I’d…really like…to go with you."

"It’s a date." Nico flashed him a brief smile and stood up, "I have to go. Uhm, hold on," Nico pulled out a cell phone, "I’ll give you my number."

"Right  yeah, cool." Percy grinned at him, before noticing Nico was staring at him and realizing he hadn’t moved. "Right. Phone number…" He fumbled for his phone.

"Right…you’re…nevermind. Percy gave Nico his number and tried not to stare as Nico typed in the information. 

"Right," Nico said, "I have to go, see you, Percy."

"Right. Bye. Later." 

Nico stared at him for just a moment, a contemplative look crossing his face, before waving slightly and rushing out the door. 

Percy felt his heart stop a few minutes later when his phone buzzed with a new text message.

'hey its nico!' his phone buzzed again, 'sorry if this is weird but uhm did i leave my book at your table??'

Percy looked up and saw the worn book. He hadn’t even noticed Nico had been holding it. 

Yeah, you did. Do you need me to bring it to you?’

Percy hoped he’d say yes. 

"no it’s ok. just bring it saturday :)’ 

Oh. Percy’s face fell, but he realized that it didn’t matter, because he’d be seeing Nico again. The thought made him excited, and he bubbled with an emotion he didn’t really want to examine right now. 

Yeah, no prob. See you then.’ 

'it's a date then. see you percy!' 

A date. Nico had just said it was a date. Percy grinned helplessly at his phone, and suddenly cursed the three days between today and Saturday. 

The fifth time, Percy decided, was going to be magical. 

Be the person Uncle Iroh knows you can be

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circusfairy replied to your post: circusfairy said:if i say my url …

(i actually think we met that ONE SINGLE EVER TIME that i used omegle?? i was in hs cosplay with a buncha college friends.)


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if i say my url is that cheating?? (whispers circusfairy)

ok so I’ve been following tumblr user circusfairy for QUIET A TIME

I might be completely wrong but I think I followed them way back when NECest was a thing but like

totally rad

attractive as heck

bramblepatch sent:

*steeples fingers* *glasses shine ominously* So. Tell me about tumblr user bramblepatch.

giant fuckin’ nerd tbh

let me warn you now one time I hung out with tumblr user bramblepatch at they are actually just a quagsire in a big trench coat 

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[anon voice] marydams



definite top 10 wow gossh

send me a tumblr user’s url and I’ll tell you what I think of them

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#tw my face

I find that fact that Percy has seen a lot of people die and yet doesn’t have any ghosts a little concerning


Remember that one time Hades had a sword that could raise the damned from Tartarus?

Because apparently no one else did.