#Convention help

[buunicosplaytips]

How To Cosplay On A Budget

As someone who is starting cosplay or has been cosplaying for awhile you’ll notice that it can be an expensive hobby, even the cheapest cosplays can be up to $100 in supplies, but with this list you’ll be able to save a little money on your cosplays!

Closet cosplays

Closet cosplays are cosplays consisting of clothes in your closet, they’re super easy and an interesting way to get into the mind of the character your cosplaying and seeing what they would wear casually, now it’s not as popular as normal cosplays, but if your cosplaying a character that has a lot of costume changes or dresses like you this can be your best bet, with closet cosplays you can add accessories that can tie into the character like colors or something that symbolizes them so people can recognizes you, this is honestly the cheapest way to cosplay and an easy start to cosplay too

2. Buy second-hand

There are many cosplayers that either scrap their cosplays or have old cosplays they would like to sell. You can find second-hand cosplays on etsy, facebook groups, and websites like lumikha, whose sole purpose is selling scrapped or old cosplays! Now I dont have too much experience buying second-hand cosplays, but friends have told me it's a great way to save money. Prices may vary depending on the seller and the make of the cosplay, whether that be handmade or bought previously, so I would keep that in mind.

3. Borrowing cosplays from friends

If you have friends who cosplay as well, you can ask them if it would be ok to borrow their cosplays. If they say yes, congrats, you have a cosplay! Just keep in mind that it's borrowed, so it might not fit well and take good care of it.

4. Recycling old cosplays

Now if you have older cosplays that you dont wear anymore you can totally recycle it into something else, if two characters have a similar style or have the same articale of clothing like a shirt or pants, you can definitely resuse it, cosplay is about being crafty, so working with what you have is all apart of the craft.

5. Thrifting

Thirft stores are going to be your heaven as a cosplayer. I've thrifted so many pieces for my cosplays throughout my cosplay journey. As long as you have a photo of the character, you can find pretty much anything that your character needs, if your character has a specific piece that you can't thrift you can diy a clothing item into it, for example if a character has a vest that has a specific pattern on it you can buy a vest thats the base color and paint on the details, almost every cosplayer does this for every cosplay.

Thank you for reading! If you have any questions, feel free to ask me!

#cosplay #cosplay help #convention #cosplay101 #convention help #cosplay tips #cosplaying

[exilley]

I do sort of wish western anime fans would analyze anime and manga from a framework of japanese historical and cultural context. Specifically a lot of works from the 90s being influenced by the general aimlessness and ennui that a lot of people were experiencing due to the burst in the bubble economy and the national trauma caused by the sarin terrorist attack. I think in interacting with media that’s not local to our sociocultural/sociopolitical sphere it’s easy to forget that it’s influenced and shaped by the same kinds of factors that influence media within our own cultural dome and there ends up being this baseline misalignment of perception between the causative elements of a narrative and viewer interpretation of those elements. It’s a form of death of the author that i think, in some measure, hinders our ability to fully understand/come to terms with creator intent and the full scope of a work’s merits

#exilley's diary #this is about utena btw like. yeah its feminist and a coming of age horror story but also #it was in part ikuhara’s response to the changes he observed in the corporate anime industry and an attempt to subvert those trends #it doesnt really help that i feel certain aspects of the show are filtered through translation and certain cultural emphasises are lost #like for instance. the blood type symbolism. or wakaba’s gestures with making packed lunches #theyre incredibly japanese expressions of conventional gender roles that non-japanese audiences might not fully resonate with

[adhdslugcrimes]

8y Dick: ugh, can't believe B thought this was a good idea.

10yo Wally, sad, depressed, scared of his dad, and has no friends because he's the weird kid, looking at Dick like he hung the moon: y-yeah, adults can be so weird like that.

Dick: yeah, I bet you rather be back home hanging out with your friends.

Wally: I don't have any friends, plus I try to be out as late as possible before going home.

Dick, looks at him: why don't you have any friends... And staying out late?

Wally: welp I love chemistry so much I'm labeled the weird kid people tend to stay away, and I don't want to see my dad.

Dick:

Wally, nervous:

Dick: tell me about your chemistry knowledge.

Wally, happy, if had ears and tail of a dog would be perked up and wagging, telling him everything he knows and gifted him some acid to be his friend.

*end of flashback*

Bart: so how do you make friends?

Wally: the fuck should I know.

#dick grayson #wally west #birdflash #bart allen #he helped Dick destroy the Geneva convention #the bestie acid gun #stolen by pee-pup brain worms #thank you friendo

[strawlessandbraless]

Jensen Ackles seeing everyone talk about Misha’s 9 inch 🍆 on the internet right now like:

Jensen’s been gutted

#jensen ackles #cockles #it couldn’t be helped #gutted #misha collins #burcon #spn #spn cast #dean winchester #destiel #supernatural #castiel #deancas #spn crack #twitter #jared padalecki #J2 drama #spn convention

[xysidhequeen]

The King and his Red Knight

DPxDC crossover fic

Part 1

Really sorry to everyone who suffered through the fact that I didn't know about the existence of readmore. I can't fix the thread now but the individual posts are better? Sorry I have like a very rough idea of how this site works 😭

Check the: The King and his Red Knight tag to find all the parts

"Go here, Danny. Go then, Danny. Go to a random cemetery in the middle of the night for no reason, Danny." A voice grumbled, accompanied by the sound of sneakers rhythmically tapping stone.

Danny Fenton, currently Phantom, sat on a gravestone, his white hair a beacon in the dark night. There were no stars in the sky for him to gaze upon, their light hidden behind swaths of smog and neon lights playing off the gray clouds.

Clockwork had dumped him here, with no explanation for why. Not that he ever really explained much when he sent Danny off on his tasks. He supposed he should be grateful, at least he was in the same when rather than being transported a thousand years into the past.

"Wait here King Phantom. You will understand in time." Danny mimicked his mentor's voice as he let himself float off the grave he'd been dumped on after Clockwork shoved him out of a portal. His body floated higher until he could flip around, his legs crossing. He sat upside down, his chin in his palm as he glared petulantly at the assembled gravestones surrounding him, his toxic green eyes glowing.

"So far all I've seen is a concerning amount of ecotplasm for a city without a ghost portal and some blob ghosts! How long am I supposed to wait here?" Danny asked the air, and the aforementioned blob ghosts who were hanging off his body, soaking in the ambient ecotoplasm he radiated at all times now.

Neither provided him with an answer to his question and Danny let out a frustrated groan as he lowered his still flipped body to look once more on the gravestone he'd been tasked with waiting on.

Jason Todd, the name read. The dates, too close together, made something in Danny squeeze painfully. He'd been young, barely older than Danny when he stepped into the portal. Only for this teenager there had been no ectoplasm to bind to his dying body and repair the damage of death and force him back into a semblance of life.

"Who were you and why did Clockwork send me to you?" Danny asked the gravestone, one clawed finger tracing the words before he pulled back with a sigh when the gravestone gave him no explanation. The dead didn't always speak, not even to their king.

Turning his body Danny looked over the rest of the cemetery. It was empty, as most usually were this time of night, of the living. There were a few shades wandering around, circling closer to him, drawn by his presence. No full ghosts though, but oddly enough there rarely were in cemeteries. This was where the dead came to rest. To remember, if they wanted to. Cemeteries were sacred spaces to the dead, much as a temple or a church would be for the living who were religious. Ghosts who still clung to life, to their obsessions, did not frequent cemeteries, did not dare trespass and disturb those who had already found their peace.

Danny himself was an oddity. He had never shied from cemeteries, enjoying the peace he found in them, the guarantee of safety offered. And perhaps, he mourned that he himself would never have a gravestone for the living to place their flowers and their tears at. Who would make a grave for someone who was both alive and dead? There would never be a body to bury for him. His human half would continue to live on so long as his ghost core remained and could fuel it.

Maybe that was why he found peace in cemeteries, for all his whining that Clockwork had dumped him here. Cemeteries were for the living and the dead, one of the only places both existed in harmony naturally. For someone who was as much dead as he was alive such a place held a certain degree of belonging for him.

Danny straightened out in the air, letting his body lie above the grave as he folded his arms behind his head and looked up at the covered sky. He complained and whined about this task, but he was secretly glad that Clockwork had given him something to do. Even if it was just 'hang out in a random cemetary'.

Ever since he'd graduated high-school, revealed himself to his parents and discovered how deep prejudice and hate could run, and he'd run away to the Infinite Realms for sanctuary while his friends moved forward with their lives, he'd felt unmoored. A ghost with no haunt. Bored was too light a word for the gaping emptiness he felt in his chest, for the loneliness clawing at him. Clockwork, Wulf, Pandora they could help chip at the ache inside of him but not banish it. Not now that his family, his friends, were spread so far apart and so distant from him.

Not that he resented their choices, their distance, in fact he'd fought for them to do just that, to get out of Amity Park, to go to college, to become more than overworked teen superheroes. Still he missed them, even if he could visit them whenever he wanted. It was becoming clear as time moved forward that the world they belonged to and the one he did were two different things.

Danny Fenton couldn't go to college when his parents had declared him dead. Danny Fenton didn't exist as far as the government was concerned. Danny Phantom couldn't return to Amity when those same parents were waiting to capture him and tear him apart 'molecule by molecule'. Danny Phantom couldn't go back when the GIW were crawling over the town like ants.

So neither Danny Fenton or Danny Phantom returned to Amity after that day. And he made sure they couldnt follow him when he ensured the portal that took his life to function never opened again. He didn't need the portal any longer to get in and out of the Infinite Realms, and it was safer for the ghosts, his subjects, if the temptation of the Fenton portal was gone.

The world of the living was not yet ready to accept that the dead didn't always stay dead. And Danny would keep his people safe until they were.

Danny jolted from his lazing state of reverie when a pulse of emotion rocked through him, the strength of it stealing his breath if he had any to take.

Fear/Trapped/Dark/Fear/Help/HELP pounded into him and Danny frantically flipped around, head swiveling, poisonous green eyes wide as he triedf to locate the source. The emotions, the plea for help, burned his core, his Obsession screamed at him.

Help/SomeonePlease/Dark/Trapped/CANTBREATHE/HELP another wave of messages, of emotions pushed themselves at Danny and this time underneath the onslaught he could hear a rhythmic thudding. Danny looked down, horror filling him when he realized the thudding was coming from under the ground. From the grave he'd been hovering over for an hour now.

Danny flew down, sending back a wave of I'mHere/HelpIsComing/I'mComing to the boy trapped in his own coffin, feeling the intense wave of relief and hope sent back before he dived into the earth as if it wasn't there. Danny paused for a moment when he passed the thick wooden coffin, seeing a boy in the dark with wide, panicked blue eyes and fingers tipped with shredded nails and fresh blood.

"Hey, I'm going to get you out of here, okay?" Danny told the boy, keeping his voice gentle, soft. The boy jolted, fixating on the only source of light, Danny's growing green eyes. Danny hoped his smile came off as calming instead of 'freaky AF' as Tucker liked to call it. He grabbed the boy, Jason, as carefully as he could and then let his intangibility wash over the terrified teen as he lifted them both out of the coffin.

When they emerged from the coffin and the ground Danny set the teen down, leaning him against the gravestone, his own gravestone, and pulled back a bit. The boy was gasping in air as if the fetid, polluted air was the sweetest thing he'd ever tasted.

Danny tilted his head as he watched the boy ground himself. Now that the emotions were leveling out and his Obsession was purring in contentment rather than growling in a frenzy, Danny could feel something off about the boy.

Disregarding the fact that he'd just come back from the dead, of course. But that wasn't the oddest thing Danny had seen in his afterlife. No the boy felt... not like a normal, living human. Not even like an Amity Park resident, who all felt more than slightly liminal. No this boy, this Jason Todd, felt closer to liminal than even Jazz, Tucker or Sam, who were three of the most liminal humans Danny had ever been around.

Jason felt almost...like a ghost. But not. Danny could feel the tickle in his throat that proceeded his ghost sense but the tell-tale mist never emerged. It was as if Jason was...like him. But Danny couldn't sense a core either. Even halfas had cores.

"Who are you?" Jason spoke, breaking Danny from his thoughts and examination. Jason was looking at him with a mix of gratitude and suspicion. Which, fair. Danny had just pulled him from his own coffin and there were so many questions that could stem from all of this, disregarding all the weirdness that was just Danny himself.

"I'm Danny, Danny Phantom. Or just Phantom. I go by either. And you're Jason, right?" Danny asked, smiling at the teen and oops, yeah that was definitely his scary smile based on the slight flinch there. It wasn't his fault his teeth were too sharp now and his lips split a bit too wide.

"How did you know that?" Jason asked, blue eyes narrowing. Danny nodded at the gravestone the boy was leaning against with a raised brow. Jason turned and almost toppled over from the movement. Danny frowned as the boy caught himself on his gravestone. His skin was still pale, too pale, and as Danny watched Jason swayed again.

"Shit. You're fading. You didn't form a core and your body isn't stabilizing." Danny cursed, moving towards the boy who scrambled back, only to be stopped by his grave.

"What the hell are you doing?" Jason asked, hands fisting as he tried to rise only to fall back to the ground when his legs refused to hold his weight.

"Saving your life. The dead aren't supposed to come back. There's always a price to pay, a balance that is struck. Currently, as you are, if I don't get enough ectoplasm in you to form your core, you'll fade and turn into a brain-dead husk." Danny told Jason, tone stern and no nonsense as he grabbed him. Jason made an effort to break free, but it was weak, and even at full strength, he wouldn’t have been able to break Danny's hold. Few in this realm could.

If they had the time, Danny would've approached this situation in a far different manner, but this close he could hear Jason's heartbeat, a weak flutter in his chest, skipping beats as it tried to fuel a body that was past saving. Jason didn't have the time for Danny to approach this gently and kindly, to coax trust out of the teen like he would a feral cat.

Jason had minutes left before his ectoplasm starved body consumed itself trying to make a core and failed because while wherever they were had more ambient ectoplasm than most places, it was far from enough to sustain the birth of a halfa. Maybe if Jason had stayed dead for another year, he'd have naturally formed a core and risen as a proper ghost. But that wasn't what happened, somehow he'd gathered enough to fix his body of whatever wounds or illness had put him in that coffin to begin with and come back to 'life' but without a core to sustain his body he'd be dead, again, in minutes. And Danny was not about to watch while a teenager, another teenager, died.

"How do I know I can trust you?" Jason hissed as Danny pushed his arms down and laid his clawed hands on Jason's chest.

"You don't. But you don't have another choice." Danny said with a shrug. "Now are you going to let me save your life or not?" Danny asked, not moving his hands. He'd save Jason either way but this would be easier if Jason worked with him.

"Fine." Jason spat and Danny smirked as his hands began to glow a toxic green that matched his eyes.

Ectoplasm pooled out of his hands and rushed into Jason, filling him until the boy glowed bright enough to rival the neon lights of the city around them. The green light flared around him like an aura, slowly shrinking but getting impossibly brighter as the glow centralized around his chest until a small glowing ball of green, like a trapped star, blazed from his chest.

Jason gasped, back arching as Danny pulled his hands away and the light vanished under Jason's skin. For a moment Jason's blue eyes burned green and his hair flashed snow white before returning to black, with one single lock of unearthly white left above his forehead. Jason collapsed back against his grave, chest heaving. Danny watched, eyes full of a sad understanding.

"What the fuck was that?" Jason panted out.

"Welcome to the world of the half alive, half dead." Danny said with a smile. "Want to get a burger and talk about it?" He asked, standing up and dusting off his hands.

"Make it a chili dog and you've got a deal."

~~~~~

Fixed some typos added some lines

Maybe I'll continue this AU. Maybe not. This scene was in my head for days and I wanted to share

#dc x dp #Clockwork:And the new Fright Knight is born #Danny said im going to adopt kids from cemetaries now its my thing #Clockwork thought Danny needed more friends so he located the teenager closest to Dannys age and most compatible to being a halfa #Dani: Does this make him my brother or an uncle or what? #Bruce isnt getting this one back #not for awhile anyways #Danny has to teach Jason the ways of the halfa #He gets Jason ghost guns and Jason is very content with that #also with all the fighting he gets to do because thats like how ghosts say hello #Jason also takes one look at Fright Knight's sword and says: I want that gimme #Fright Knight and Skulker take to Jason very quickly and enjoy training him #Jason and Skulker shootouts range half the ghost zone and Danny is just amused #Eventually Jason asks Danny if he wants to help him prank his family and Danny is 100% on board #the red hood arrives back in Gotham with 100% less heads in a dufflebag but 1000% more chaos #Jason and Danny legit haunt the mannor for a few months and convince everyone BUT Alfred theyre conventional ghosts #Danny also adopts Tim during this time because Bruce obviously cant take care of this neglected child and Danny said bet this is mine now #danny phantom #jason todd #batfam #dp x dc #danny phantom au #phantom au #danny phantom fic #The King and his Red Knight #The King and his Red Knight AU #TKAHRK AU #Red Knight AU

[your-not-invisible-to-me]

Charlie cosplaying at a con? Amazing. Bluey? An icon if you will.

Someone asking for a photo just for his cosplay and not even realizing it was him till hours later? I’m cackling my ass off a chair HELP

#matt murdock #daredevil #charlie cox #marvel #fandom #nycc 2023 #comic con #convention #bluey #con #Matthew Murdock #HELP #LOOK AT THIS MAN #i love him your honor #LOOK AT HIM #Charlie #cox #Matt #Murdock

[xieliancore]

husband's clothes!!!

#kaveh #kaveh fanart #haikaveh #kavetham #genshin impact #i drew this on day 3 of the convention while i was dissociating at my table help #but it was fun hehe #i missed selling at artist alleys!! #my art

[rabb1ttrash]

istg tumblr quality is going to make me cry one day,,,

one piece has consumed my every waking moment and its an issue..

#one piece #one piece fanart #asl brothers #portgas d ace #one piece sabo #monkey d. luffy #help omfg theyre all i think about #i spent so much money at a convention on them

[uncanny-tranny]

The frustrating part about conversations like "should people with self-harm scars warn others before showing off their body?" and conversations like it is how nobody would tell me that my scars are obscene or should be hidden despite, literally, being self-harm scars. They just do not know because people literally do not know what self-harm scars are and what self-harm is.

Our bodies are not vulgar or gross. We deserve to live our lives, and if our scars make you uncomfortable, we can be compassionate about that, but that doesn't mean that our bodies are Bad and should be Locked Away. Treat us like we belong, because we do.

#mental health #mental health advocacy #self harm #self harm tw #sh tw #it's just funny seeing what people think self-harm is #because they wouldn't think twice about my scars but they would rain hellfire on somebody who has scars that LOOK like they're... #...the result of self-harm (even if they are not from it!) #people just run with the assumptions they have based off of like... pop media and sad songs and never from us #/especially/ if you are somebody who never self-harmed in the most 'conventional' or 'understood' way... #...i found that as somebody who fits that category nobody knows how to treat me... #...which tied into a different post i made about 'unconventional' self-harming bahaviour #and the idea that we should be hidden away like a broken doll just helps contribute to us not getting help or being able to recover... #...like part of the reason i have self-harmed is because i was told how my trans body was obscene in cis society... #...it was more complex than that but being told you are Fundamentally Broken and Bad is genuinely evil

[buunicosplaytips]

What not to do at a convention

As cons and cosplaying are becoming popular, newbies will be taking an interest, however, intended or not there are times when newbies do something that's not ok, but with this list hopefully you (newbie) will not embarrass or make anyone uncomfortable.

TW// BRIEF MENTION OF SA AND STALKING

Cosplay is not Consent

this is a common saying in the cosplay scene because sadly some people have either taken roleplaying too far or think that the person cosplaying a character is the actual character. this has sometimes unfortunately caused things like sa and/or stalking happening at conventions, this is why we say cosplay is not consent whether that be touching, role-playing, or even taking pictures without consent, so that things don't escalate to this, so remember that when seeing someone cosplaying your favorite character do not;

X Take pictures without asking

X Make rude comments (saying anything sexual, unwanted criticism, etc)

X Touching that person without asking

instead;

✔️ Ask to take pictures

✔️ Ask about their cosplay process

✔️ Ask if they're comfortable being touched

All you have to do is ask! the worst they can do is say no.

2. Be nice to the venue

Most conventions are held at hotels or convention centers, so please be courteous about the venue its being hosted at, for example;

° keep the venue clean

° be nice to staff and non-convention attendees

° don’t destroy or break anything

remember, you are also representing the convention (at least to the hotel or convention center) if they find people destroying or being disruptive to the venue they can take away the convention and obviously we don't want that.

3. being rude and not respectful

I know this sounds super vague but hear me out, were all here to make friends and have a good time so lets be kind by；

° not disrupting people (budding into random peoples convo, being loud at panels, etc)

° Having common manners (saying excuse me, not blocking the walkway, saying please and thank you)

I know it's very basic but kindness goes a long way.

4. Not being a good sport

sometimes we see a cosplayer who cosplays the same thing as you but you might feel like they did a better job, the one thing you should never do is be a sourpuss about it, whether that be talking behind their back, being rude to them directly, or making it a whole thing, I’m not saying you shouldn’t feel these feelings, we all do from time to time, but you shouldn’t act out from those feelings.

well now with this handy dandy list you’ll be able to make the con experience a fun and safe space! If you have any questions feel free to ask me!

#cosplay #cosplay help #convention #cosplay101 #convention help #cosplay tips #cosplaying

[har-har-harvey]

hey btw y’all, just wanna let y’all know that the most heart melting, almost made me cry, in-the-running-for-favorite moment of the season has 100% been the immediate “i give her the help action” to lydia barkrock with absolutely zero hesitation from kristen

#she cares about everyone so much all the time!!!! #and she simply doesn’t show it in conventional ways!! #BECAUSE SHES NEURODIVERGENT!!! #so she tries to help people and tries to do what she has to do and also things she WANTS to do and fails SO OFTEN #but she is at a disadvantage and doesn’t even realize ittttt!!!!! #and she doesn’t have the tools to help her succeed!!!! #:(((( #like give that girl some fantasy adderall PLSSS #IM BEGGING YOU BLEEM AND ALLY #DONT LET HER DO TO HERSELF WHAT I DID TO MYSELF IN HS #cause i see me in her and i so much so don’t know how to be normal abt it #she just like me fr #dimension 20 #dimension 20 fantasy high #dimension twenty fantasy high #d20 fantasy high #dimension 20 fantasy high junior year #d20 fhjy #dimension 20 fhjy #fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #fhjy #kristen applebees #lydia barkrock #adhd #adhd posting #ally beardsley #bleem #brennan lee mulligan #queue are... my fire. the one... desire.

[divorcedfiddleford]

You made a post saying “it has been zero days since our last alex hirsch hates ford so much bullshit” and i know it was mostly hyperbole, but you have some really good takes that I would love to be elaborated on in terms of how ford is written

it really wasn't hyperbolic. over the years he's just really shown a lot of hatred towards this one character.

content warning: discussion of abuse

i want to start with this clip from the commentary which i think of as a microcosm for how the writers and especially alex think about ford.

transcript:

rob renzetti: i mean he [mcgucket] should've basically knocked ford out, and... and destroyed the... you know, tied him up, and, destroyed... and... alex hirsch, speaking over him: yeah he should've beat ford with a wrench and taken this thing apart piece by piece! he's the one who understood how to built [sic] it, but...

... so that seems like a pretty violent course of action. shall we unpack that?

ford is a character who's pretty explicitly written as a victim of abuse, and who now has c-ptsd as a direct result of the abuse he experienced. alex hirsch believes that ford deserved everything bad that happened to him, that it's ford's own fault, and that he also deserved worse things to happen to him. this is why, given every narrative chance, alex hirsch has piled more suffering onto ford's plate. the biggest example of this i can think of is in the journal, when he wrote that fiddleford was actively erasing ford's memory (despite this being a massive timeline contradiction which i still refuse to accept). because god forbid ford even have one remotely healthy relationship with somebody. that would be too good for him. ford was manipulated and lied to by bill, but alex repeatedly compares him to icarus, a teenager whose demise was the result of his own ignorance. this comparison is still so fucking offensive to me. the sun did not lie to icarus, did not guarantee icarus all of the happiness and success and sense of belonging which he had been denied all his life, did not actively shut out the voices of those around him who would try to help him.

alex in general has a very strange relationship with abuse. he seems to get really upset when people read his characters as victims of abuse. the strongest instance of this is actually not with ford, it's with pacifica - especially in the nwmm episode commentary. the episode says "pacifica's parents have conditioned her to respond to a bell" and alex says people got "the wrong idea" about it. like. dude. what the fuck. you wrote abuse. even if you didn't mean to, that's what you wrote. you can't say people got "the wrong idea" just because you didn't think about the subtext of what you were writing. anyway, back to ford: i believe this extends to him as well. alex wanted to write a character who's a foil to stan and who was a selfish unlikable victim of his own arrogance. however that's not what he wrote. he somehow seemingly accidentally wrote a really compelling and relatable awesome autistic guy who had to fight for every good thing he he ever had in his life only for it to be taken from him every single time. but alex can't let go of seeing ford as just "the opposite of stan". when he talks about "how someone as smart as ford could fall for bill's tricks", he refuses to realize he wrote a situation in which a man was being psychologically manipulated and tortured.

it goes back further, too. people repeatedly theorized that filbrick was... not a very good father, to say the least. on top of the very explicit and canon fact that he threw one of his children out on the street (seriously, there is no defense for this), people pointed out that stan would flinch at filbrick, that ford seemed upset by things filbrick said but dared not talk back, that filbrick was mad at stan not for hurting his brother, but for "costing the family potential millions". but alex can't have people seeing ford as sympathetic. ford can't have it bad like stan did. ford had to have everything and he lost it all because he sucks so much. so he wrote the graphic novel story where ford is filbrick's favorite child and filbrick also is not even a bad parent you guys he's just stoic. ignore the whole thing in dreamscaperers where stan perpetuates the abuse that filbrick did to him. ignore the fact that ford was shouting at stan and then completely shut up as soon as filbrick entered the room and did not say another word for the rest of the night. ignore all that because i just made up this story where he cries at a present from stan. filbrick loved his boys for sure you guys!!!

i'm not even touching on how alex repeatedly villainizes traits commonly associated with mental illness and neurodivergence. ford's hypervigilance becomes arrogance. his passion for knowledge means he's a know-it-all. his difficulty socializing and making friends means he's a misanthrope. his lingering resentment for the way he was raised means he hates his brother and is the worst human being to ever have lived. i could go on, go even further into how the finale reaffirms this, but i feel weird talking about this too much.

#help you unclogged the dam and it all came rushing out #it's been years #didn't know i still had all this in me #apologies for the lack of sources. i reference a lot of old interviews and tweets from 2016-2017 #i know insider was one of them but a lot of it was questions he'd be asked at convention panels and off-handed comments from the dvds #seconds before the clip i included alex says ford's great flaw is pride #as though it was his pride that led to the world ending #and not a millenium-old plan by a monster using advanced manipulation tactics supplemented with literal mind control #tales of the wild zeep #1009

[joe-spookyy]

hello an american werewolf in london nation here is me dressed as jack. and hello reanimator nation here is me meeting dan and herb. #bless up like and subscribe for more baller vfx makeup and fire outfits.

#an american werewolf in london #aawil #american werewolf in london #jack goodman #jack aawil #david kessler #nosferatu #sorry for posting reanimator #reanimator #dan cain #herbert west #re animator #bride of reanimator 1990 #bride of reanimator #jeffrey combs #bruce abbott #horror convention #horror #convention #con #help #fake blood #vfx #vfx artists #rick baker #matty yaps #werewolf

[hulloitsdani]

Nothing like motiving myself to practice drawing kisses from reference by making the final results feature my FEH girlies.

#Fun facts I don't post most of the art I make #Most of my Fire Emblem stuff has been drawing for more educational purposes #This one is no exception #Very often I will take a reference from Pinterest and directly insert FE characters into that image #It a.) helps motivate my study of human forms and b.) lets me study the design conventions of FEH specifically #It was so far from my comfort zone that studying it helped me break through some art habits I had at the time #Now it's much more familiar and I can draw the main four without reference pretty consistently. That includes Alfonse's stupid haircut #They're still my go to guys for studies tho #Clearly. #But do internally die knowing that most of my work is original stuff and you are seeing the slim 10% that are my studies. #feh #fire emblem heroes #kiralfonse #kiran #alfonse #feh alfonse #feh kiran #feh summoner #fe #fire emblem #Also if you are curious about any of the references I used for my work feel free to contact me and I can send the images I used.

[humming-fly]

I've been vicariously reveling in @post-it-notes7's recent foray into their version of dark meta knight's No Good Very Bad Day, and naturally have had a shitpost bouncing around in my head the Entire time

#i think about this simpson's quote literally all the time #nonsurat is here to help keep things in perspective #also because i couldn't think of literally anyone else who would bother to be in the same room as dmk during any of this lmao #anyways the color is only there so i could violate the geneva convention #kirby #dark meta knight #mir nonsurat #post-it-notes7 #for both the designs and the funny funny scenarios they suffer through #tw blood #my art #doodles #i have So many wips right now i need to get rolling on a lot of them h a

[ryuichifoxe]

Trying to make a little money to tide me over as far as gas and food are concerned, at least until I dog sit next week :>

I brought back one of my old ych poses from the beyond, now that some time has gone by and I'm no longer tired of it :'D Also, a new pose! And I have one slot left for a dnd style token.

Link to my commission page

Example of the bust tokens!

#I'm a sucker for head touches I can't help it #ych commission #ryu art #I'm just about done with my queue #though I would like to preface this upcoming queue #with the fact that I'm also doing convention prep for popcon indy #so it'll be a little slow #there are also some bust sketch slots open too #commissions