Heylos. My name's Kendra and I'm 22 from nyc. I enjoy cosplay, photography, baking, crocheting, generally old lady activities. As for what I like... Well, isn't that what this is for?

Oh god this is all going to be food cosplay and animus oh god is this my life what is happening those waffles looked so good tho

 

flawfulbelle:

herhmione:

the thing i regret the most about getting a tumblr is that suddenly i’m staying up all night on this website instead of staying up all night reading a book

This is the most accurate thing I’ve ever read.

dr-archeville:

hufflepuffsquee:

dangerous-ladies:

escortcube:

You will address me as Captain or Ma’am by Ryoko-demon

It is so exceptionally hard to pull off that cartoony look, but this chick like… knocked it out of the park. Perfection.

OH MY GOD THIS COSPLAYER 





seriously JUST BROWSE HER GALLERY

Hollywood: “But we can’t make the costumes look like they do in the comic books or cartoons!  It’s too unrealistic!”
Me: “Lies!”
Hollywood: “It won’t look right!”
Me: “LIES!”
Hollywood: “Fans demand realism!”
Me: "YOU SIT ON A THRONE OF LIIIEEESSS!!!!!"

dr-archeville:

hufflepuffsquee:

dangerous-ladies:

escortcube:

You will address me as Captain or Ma’am by Ryoko-demon

It is so exceptionally hard to pull off that cartoony look, but this chick like… knocked it out of the park. Perfection.

OH MY GOD THIS COSPLAYER 

Untouchable by Ryoko-demon

Just follow your heart by Ryoko-demon

Crazy winter by Ryoko-demon

Where are You, Pikachu? by Ryoko-demon

My ferngully by Ryoko-demon

seriously JUST BROWSE HER GALLERY

Hollywood: “But we can’t make the costumes look like they do in the comic books or cartoons!  It’s too unrealistic!”

Me: “Lies!”

Hollywood: “It won’t look right!”

Me: “LIES!”

Hollywood: “Fans demand realism!”

Me: "YOU SIT ON A THRONE OF LIIIEEESSS!!!!!"

relahvant:

lardypoison:

did I ever tell you I used to read the welsh version of harry potter as a kid

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"hogwarts’ fast train"

with such loveable characters as

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and of course who could forget the four houses

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and possibly the most dignified

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Wfftipwff!

thelibrarina:

thelibrarina:

You guys.
Steve Rogers doesn’t know about Luke’s dad.
…What did that Avengers Tower movie night look like?

"Okay, I’ve got historical events and music so far. What movies do I need to see?" Steve asks, breaking out his notebook.
“Some Like It Hot,” Bruce says immediately.
“Robin Hood,” Clint puts in, to no one’s surprise.
Steve smiles. “Errol Flynn?”
“Men in Tights.”
"…Okay."
Natasha looks up from where she’s curled in an armchair. “The Sound of Music?”
Clint snorts. “I think he might object to the singing Nazis, Nat.”
Steve just raises an eyebrow. “Singing Nazis?” That one goes on the list.
"Ooh, in that case, Pearl Harbor,” Tony says.
A chorus of groans and protests meet his statement.
"What? I kind of want to see his head explode."
Steve does not put that one on the list. “Anything else?”
“Star Wars,” Darcy says, without looking up from her phone.
The room goes silent. Everyone stops and stares at her like they’ve forgotten she stuck around after Jane went back to New Mexico. Which they probably have.
"What?"
"Darce, you’re a genius,” Clint breathes.
Bruce actually smiles. “We are in the presence of the last unspoiled adult in the entire country.”
Tony’s eyes light up. “Oh my god, he doesn’t know that Vader is—”
Natasha has him in a choke-hold before anyone realizes she’s moving. “Not another syllable.”
Tony raises his hands in surrender, and Natasha loosens her hold. “What the hell was that about?” he wheezes.
She nods towards Bruce, who is looking somewhat green around the gills.
"Spoilers make him angry."

thelibrarina:

thelibrarina:

You guys.

Steve Rogers doesn’t know about Luke’s dad.

…What did that Avengers Tower movie night look like?

"Okay, I’ve got historical events and music so far. What movies do I need to see?" Steve asks, breaking out his notebook.

Some Like It Hot,” Bruce says immediately.

Robin Hood,” Clint puts in, to no one’s surprise.

Steve smiles. “Errol Flynn?”

Men in Tights.”

"…Okay."

Natasha looks up from where she’s curled in an armchair. “The Sound of Music?”

Clint snorts. “I think he might object to the singing Nazis, Nat.”

Steve just raises an eyebrow. “Singing Nazis?” That one goes on the list.

"Ooh, in that case, Pearl Harbor,” Tony says.

A chorus of groans and protests meet his statement.

"What? I kind of want to see his head explode."

Steve does not put that one on the list. “Anything else?”

Star Wars,” Darcy says, without looking up from her phone.

The room goes silent. Everyone stops and stares at her like they’ve forgotten she stuck around after Jane went back to New Mexico. Which they probably have.

"What?"

"Darce, you’re a genius,” Clint breathes.

Bruce actually smiles. “We are in the presence of the last unspoiled adult in the entire country.”

Tony’s eyes light up. “Oh my god, he doesn’t know that Vader is—”

Natasha has him in a choke-hold before anyone realizes she’s moving. “Not another syllable.”

Tony raises his hands in surrender, and Natasha loosens her hold. “What the hell was that about?” he wheezes.

She nods towards Bruce, who is looking somewhat green around the gills.

"Spoilers make him angry."