#cosplay bracket

[consoleyourself]

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[myaekingheart]

✨️ COSPLAY BRACKET ✨️

Help me decide who to cosplay as at my next con 👀

Cast your votes for the following rounds below:

💙Cinderella vs 💐Rapunzel

🪨Toph vs 🥚Misty

🖤Wednesday vs 🧛‍♀️Mavis

😡Retsuko vs 🎀My Melody

🔥Rei Hino vs 🐸 Tsuyu Asui

🤪Jinx vs 🧹Kiki

[whos-hotter-jjba]

Hottest JJBA Outfit Bracket - Kishibe Rohan First Preliminary Poll

This is the first prelim poll for Kishibe Rohan, with the purpose to select the best two outfits to move on to a second phase.

[timmcosplay]

Happy 10th Anniversary, Transistor! Last week I did a little mini shoot to celebrate, and it's finally time to post the photos.

Transistor is a special game to me, and, if you like Hades, I highly recommend checking it out. It's got a short but emotional story, and a clever combat system.

[auxilioooo]

FOR THE HONOR OF GREYSKULL

[79kyu]

I’m glad I met you.

Ryouma: Robo Oryou: Icky Photo: Rainy

[widowspeakconnoisseur]

Silly blog PSA!!

To the person in my ask box, I'm not ignoring you, I was just making my Halloween costume lmao. I know I've been slightly (very) inactive.

Here is visual proof with the Thranduil crown I made (the base is the wrong colour because I'm stupid). I will likely correct that later.

This is the end result of the whole costume:

I think, all things considered, it turned out pretty good! We were kind of on a budget so it's not entirely accurate. Creative liberty and all that. My mother made the robe out of a duvet cover and I made the crown using garden wire, lots of hot glue, fake leaves and acrylic paint. I also really need to make my bed lmao. That part of the background is very distracting.

Yes, the censoring on this photo is genuinely ridiculous but A) I don't want to dox myself and B) I don't want Tumblr to see my cringe ass phone case. (Also yes, that is a Monster High doll in the background. Ladies, form an orderly queue).

[fuckwhoeverpickedallthefunnyurls]

Wanted to make a joke about Stede here until I realized that isn't actually Stede.

Anyway I can still make the joke Spanish Jackie got his ass for the nose jar

(THIS PICUTURE BELONGS TO HBO, NOT ME, AND I MAKE NO PROFIT OFF OF IT)

[ashlynniis-bracketeers]

Peppino Gauss. Bottom Text.

Technically an elaboration on a previous fashionframe I made inspired by @nek-ros, and then I got inspired to give him a full set of weapons after I sent a few asks to them lmao.

Can't be arsed to list the specific colors/attachments, nor can I be arsed to get rid of the Helminth Cyst lmao.

Putting it under a cut.

Gaupino himself.

Shotgun (regular Hek)

Pistol (Tombfinger kitgun with the Protokol 95 Pistol skin)

Pizza Cutter Buzzsaw (Ghoulsaw modded with Viral)

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Idk here’s my propaganda

DanBur cosplay if they win

[cofigelly]

ೀ SIX EYES

——————————————————————————pairing; college au!gojo satoru x reader

synopsis; you couldn’t help but notice a pair of wandering eyes during your 10am lecture

word count; ~2k words

contents; sfw, f!reader, no curses au, rich college student gojo, cocky/playful gojo, six eye/infinity references

notes; THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A QUICK LIL DRABBLE IDK WHAT HAPPENED? i <3 run ons and sentence fragments apparently

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the first thing you noticed about him were his eyes.

well, technically, his eyes noticed you first.

in the midst of your monday 10am lecture (known for its lengthy, soul-wrenching talks about finance), you felt his sharp gaze pierce straight into your soul. it was a brief, quick glance — but it was an intentional glance, nonetheless.

you simply brushed it off. it must’ve been him zoning out, or maybe your mind was playing tricks on you. that was until you caught him repeating the same habit again. and again. over the course of the next three weeks.

that same, hungry gaze, taking in every intricacy of your features. a look that felt like it set your entire body on fire, despite the icy blue hue his pupils reflected each time you returned a glance. his stare would only last a few seconds at most, but something about it felt so intense, so overbearing— it made hold your breath each time.

in all honesty, you didn't mind the attention. in fact, you kind of reveled in it — a handsome, 6'3 guy always ogling at you every lecture. it even had you thinking that maybe he was into you?

but that was at first. as more weeks passed, the more your ego shrank. 'is there something on my face,' you wondered, patting at your cheeks to search for some sort of makeup residue or food crumb, 'do i look stupid?' the large, echoey lecture hall felt evermore revealing as you struggled to find a way to shrink into your plastic-clad seat. but you couldn't hide, not from a stare like that.

paranoia getting the best of you, you slide your phone out of your pocket as you send a hasty text to your best friend, “bro who is this guy? he keeps staring at me EVERY lecture,” you send a 0.5x photo, clearly taken from afar.

just as quickly, your friend responds, “NO FUCKIN WAY is that gojo???” “who the fuck is gojo?”

you could almost feel her attitude burst through the text bubbles, “bro… GOJO. his family is literally loaded?? did you not see his dad surpass bill gates on the global ranking of billionaires?” that text takes you a little by surprise, alternating your eyes between him and the message upon your screen. “okay maybe it’s starting to sound familiar, but still. what’s he doing cosplaying as a broke college kid in my finance class?” you sigh as you continue to tap on your screen, “idgaf that he’s loaded it’s pissing me off that he’s staring at me like 🧿🫦🧿 every lecture.”

your friend reacts with a quick “haha” to your text before responding, “idk man maybe you just caught the attention of the richest guy on campus ;)”

you decided you’ve had enough after reading that text. you’re not about to feed your delusions this early on a monday morning. you’ll admit, he’s a good —no, stunning— looking guy, but you have no time to babysit a boy who was never taught that staring was rude. not to mention, this boy isn't even in the same tax bracket as you. 

brushing it off yet another time, you let out a deep sigh as you flip the page, copying your professor’s notes on the board.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

a whole month has passed and this gojo guy is growing more and more cocky with his stolen glances. he's not even trying to hide it anymore.

this fateful wednesday, as you walk into class, he immediately locks onto you. his bright blue orbs follow you from the door to your row, not releasing his gaze in the slightest after you settle into your seat. your grit your teeth in annoyance as you flip through your notebook pages. who does this guy think he is? it’s been a month and he hasn’t even procured the balls to say a single word to you. yet, he’s feasting on you like you’re his final meal on death row. 

the second the class is excused, you immediately beeline towards his seat — stopping in front of his leaning frame while he packs his bag. “dude, what the hell is your problem,” scowling at him as you approach, “i’ve seen you stare at me for weeks now and it’s getting straight creepy."

his ears perk at the sound of your voice, haphazardly zipping up the final pocket of his backpack. when he looks up, his eyes glint with a hint of mischief as he scrunches his nose in a grin — a grin that’s somehow even cockier than his stare.

“i’m just taking in the view, princess,” he jeers, delight in his tone. 

you stare at him incredulously as you take his confession in. so he really has been staring at you? “for one, i’m not your princess," you scoff at his clear disregard of your concern, "second, you might want to think again before you decide to stare at me one more damn time.”

he hums amusingly, shaking his foot in a steady rhythm, “you’re right. i might think about it again.” his grin is even wider now, “why, what are you going to do about it?”

“—look, i don’t know what you’re getting at,” your eyebrows furrow deeper, “but if you keep this shit up, this won’t be the last time you hear from me.”

briskly, you swing around, completely ignoring his bickers as you head straight out the hallway door. 

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

to gojo, everything you said on wednesday was music to his ears.

he strolled into the next lecture, on monday, with the same shit-eating grin on his face. ‘this wont be the last time he hears from you?' god, he hopes that was true. it made him wonder why he didn’t just stare at you harder in the first place.

everything about you captivated gojo satoru.

from the first day of lecture, he was already mesmerized — by the wafting scent of your cologne as you walked past his row, the way your head cocked to the side whenever you thought through a problem set, the distant clicks as you tapped the end of your pencil against your arm nervously.

he simply couldn’t help but steal that initial glance. he also couldn’t help but steal another one the lecture after.

and another. and another.

he knew he was getting ahead of himself, being so selfish with his dangerous stares, but you just had that effect on him. an effect that he's never experienced with anyone else. he bit back his pride when he couldn’t even approach you first, as he normally did with his prior interests.

there was just something so serene, so heavenly about you. he almost wanted to leave you undisturbed, opting to observe you from afar — not wanting to disrupt his delicate masterpiece from behind the red rope at the museum.

but the day you approached him changed everything. ‘how can someone so innocent have such a mouth on her,’ he chuckles to himself, taking his ipad and apple pencil out of his backpack before laying them flat on the table.

you were completely unlike his initial impression of you, much to his amusement. he prefers it this way —actually— he likes a girl who has a bit of a bite. besides, he finally has an excuse to talk to you and do what he knows best: get under your skin. metaphorically (and literally).

he glances at the door as he hears the familiar clanking of your keychain against your water bottle, more excited for the lecture than he's ever been before.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

there is no fucking way.

gojo satoru is now sitting in the seat directly next to your unassigned assigned seat in this 300-person lecture hall. the entire classroom is almost packed too. how early did he have to be to even get that seat? why is he in that seat? your thoughts are cut off as he waves his hand at you, muttering a short "yoohoo~," ushering you to sit next to him.

hell no. you still have no idea what he's playing at. is he stalking you? does he have some sort of ulterior motive? what if his scary billionaire family kills you, a dirty plebeian, for sitting so close to their perfect, trust fund baby?

you immediately switch gears, practically running away to find a new seat, catching a glimpse of his pout in the corner of your eye. you ignore him and situate yourself in the very front row, directly in front of the professor's podium. you let out a deep exhale as you unpack your notebook when you hear a loud shuffle next to you.

this guy has no shame.

gojo, in all his glory, happily claims the empty seat next to you —unloading the entire apple store (or so it feels like) onto the desk. "good choice, doll. more leg room up here," he stretches his long, lanky legs before crossing them — making sure his knee briefly makes contact with yours.

"are you serious right now— bro your entire apple ecosystem is getting onto my side of the desk," you scowl at him once again as you shove his macbook closer to him. "serious about what?" he mocks, that signature smile gleaming down on you.

"whatever this is? are you obsessed with me or something," you mutter the last part under your breath, but he takes note of you rolling your eyes at him. "hmmm," he taps his chin all philosophically, "if anything you're the one obsessed with me."

wow, this guy really is insane. you felt your eyebrow twitch in anger as you jerked your head up, "me obsessed with you? how does that even make any sense—" "you said you noticed me staring for weeks," he muses, still looking straight at you, "but you don't think i noticed you staring back?"

you scoff, "i was simply just returning your gaze; not everything is about you!” “untrue.”

after refusing to make eye contact, you finally meet his eyes. "i'm not gonna play this damn game with you, look—"

you've never seen him this close before. you've never seen anyone this close before, really. in this cramped lecture hall, with its seats compressed like sardines, it felt like he was only mere millimeters away from you. your breath hitched as the air seemed palpable, heavy. he was so close, but it felt like he was untouchable — almost as if an infinite void was cast between you two.

for the first time, he dropped that condescending smirk. he dropped the facade altogether. beyond the icy blue hues, his eyes glistened a shade that he only shows to you, a shade you've never noticed in all those times you two locked eyes. they were powdery blue — the same softness as the edges of the clouds in the sky or the frothy, tidal waves lightly crashing against the beach sand.

it made you wonder if it was physically possible for one person to hold so much power in just their eyes. a power that felt like three whole people, six eyes-worth, were constantly peering into every fiber of your being. except this time, it was intense in a whole different way, completely unlike before. the closest feeling you could think of was a warm oven, fresh after a batch of cookies — an inexplicable warmth in contrast to his icy appearance.

lost in each others' eyes, he parts his lips as if to finally say something—

"i would really appreciate if you two kept your eyes on the board instead of on each other," a voice boomed from the podium in front of you.

you both tense up, quickly spinning your bodies around to face the front as the snickers began to fill the classroom. you completely forgot about how close you were sitting to the professor.

you felt a tinge of heat start on your cheeks, creeping its way up onto the cartilage of your ears. the embarrassment was more than enough to shut you both up for the rest of the period, but you knew.

you knew you wanted to feel this way again.

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final notes; i wrote this in my actual lecture hall instead of taking notes guys😎😎 (i am severely ill)

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Hottest JJBA Outfit Bracket - Round 4 Match 2

[animemusicbrackets]

was dicking around on the submissions sheet and realized. I FUCKED UP LMAO

SO. there will be ONE (1) extra prelim part b round that will include this song plus 4 ✨surprise songs✨ of my choosing that will go up on Tuesday. Just because I feel bad for the ppl that submitted this song 😭 not even sure if anyone noticed but now that i noticed it’s bugging me so. Stay tuned…..

Man I really should have just added 11 songs I liked a lot to the prelims so that we could do like, 24 matches of 4 then 8 matches of 3 to get the last 8 spots in the bracket filled. It would have made the numbers neater also some of my favorite songs only got 1 submission (many of those being mine). Idk why I didn’t. I guess I wanted the prelims to be as short as possible and also I wanted to be fair and unbiased but like. -_- I’m god here I should just do what I want

[linkedspirit-fanartfunart]

[Image Description: a 15 panel lineart comic for Linked Spirit. 1: Hope wears Sky's glasses, mocking "I'm Mr. Boring and-" 2: Hope turns to the viewer, eyes large and quizzical, "Wow- you can't see squat with these." 3: Hope cries "My eyes hurt!" as Sky takes back the glasses, holding them away from Hope. Glider stands next to him, poised to take them. "Thats not how they Work." Sky says. 4: "Hey!" Sky complains. Glider stands in Skyward Sword costume with the glasses on, giving a thumbs up, the words "Cosplay complete" in brackets. 5: "I wanna try!" Bean exclaims, putting on the glasses, "Woaah weird" 6: in a small crop of their hands, Bean hands the glasses to Forest "Here". Forest scratches his head, the glasses oversized on his face. "Hm-" he hands the glasses off. 7: Sky squints, "Who has it now?!" Engineer stands nervously with the glasses on in front of him. "Here- I'll take the fall," whispers Rinku, holding out a hand. 8: Wind takes the glasses from Engie, looking up in them, "lemme try first. Oh that's not that weird. like a telescope." 9: "Here" Wind pushes the glasses onto Rinku's face. She yelps "ACk-" 10: Rinku frustratedly hands the glasses toward Sky's hand. Minish Smith is on his thumb. "Sky just take them." "Thank-" 11: "Seriously?!" Sky shouts. Smith stands on the ground, holding the glasses in front of his face, magnifying his head. 12: Ordon picks up the glasses from the ground. 13: He wipes the lenses while Mouse looks at him with beady eyes. 14: "No" Ordon says. Sky stands next to him, putting his glasses on. "Oh finally" Mouse looks dejected "Awww" 15: Ordon hands over half moon glasses, "Sigh. Try mine." Mouse looks up in the glasses, with a light pause. "They're normal." "They're reading glasses." Ordon replies. End ID]

the "your friends take turns trying your glasses on" game is a right of passage for every glasses wearer.

[ufcosmo]

HEY ZAPPAHEADS. ZAPPA

It's done! For now. Sort of.

I fully ripped Zappa's Xrd model and it should (? tell me if theres any issues) have all the necessary textures, shaders and rigging, as well as expressive textures like sweat drops! So you can fuck around. I guess. Have fun. I swear i just wanted to look at his intricate details for cosplay planning. I dont know what happened.

Provided in the drive folder is (the first draft of) a guide for use, as well as a rough blender for dummies around posing and animating him. The blender for dummies guide is written on the assumption that you can move your view around, and are on windows. There is some useful information in there regardless of how experienced you are. The collections are named accordingly with notes in brackets in the file, telling you what to touch and what not to touch.

FEEL FREE TO DISTRIBUTE THE LINK. ZAPPA TO THE PEOPLE!!!!

I might tweak the model from time to time, so be on the lookout for updates to the model!

I fucked around! If you don't want to - or can't - use blender yourself, I made some renders for you to use and edit, no need for credit. I do this because I'm evil. Might post a few more renders later on!