all other costumes fail when compared to this family
literally the cutest family ever
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all other costumes fail when compared to this family
literally the cutest family ever
(Source: thebingalings, via cosplaykids)
Check out the campaign we launched yesterday to pressure Facebook into changing their policy around pages that promote gender violence.
WAM! Facebook ActionHope on Twitter and tweet out about. Use the hashtag #fbrape
Late is better than never, right?
(I must thank my friend Holly of Elite Cosplay for turning me onto Worbla, and Kamui’s great tutorials! On Kamui’s site there’s more in-depth videos on how to work with Worbla and Wonderflex)This is SUPER helpful and easy to follow! Armor and props can seem really intimidating, but this tutorial makes me want to jump right in!!
I seriously need to see about getting this stuff.
Here is a link to the image in its own window, since I can’t seem to enlarge it from my dashboard.
Hmmm, maybe Shepard?
Oooo. Coronet?
That could be fun…
Alice wants none of your shenanigans.
(Source: cosplaykids)
And there are people who are weird in a way that overlaps with your weird and it’s pretty damm awesome
One of my favorite things about my family is that they not only embrace my weird, they celebrate it.
Oh, this is even better:
Tasha Medvedeva is made of soda, cupcakes, and dedication. With a dash of porn.
(Source: cottoncandyflufftier, via unstoppablyplushjuggernaut)
Leticia is made of tree bark, acid, and starlight. With a dash of AMERICA.
Becca is made of books, lemon, and rainbows. With a dash of karaoke.
THIS IS ME, OMG.Belinda is made of Rock, Instrumental, and kindness. With a dash of GAME OVER
jez is made of tacos, bears, and earthquakes. With a dash of the North.
Shells is made of pepper, lazy, and clouds. With a dash of Godzilla.
haeresitic is made of papers, Pop, and leftovers. With a dash of the South.
Mallory is made of erasers, movies, and automobiles. With a dash of the West.
oh it’s too good to pass up…
kami is made of enemies, papers, and honesty. With a dash of Godzilla.
april-likes-things is made of intelligence, yarn, and starlight. With a dash of Chemical X.
(FUCK YES)
roane is made of Opera, Comedy, and awkwardness. With a dash of the North.
(Pretty much.)
Jennifer is made of Jazz, cherries, and Order. With a dash of fanfiction.
Corinna is made of unicorns, hard work, and servitude. With a dash of foreveralone.
Diane is made of foxes, energy, and determination. With a dash of TV Tropes. :)
Tara is made of poison, muffins, and mistrusting. With a dash of new school.
Seanan is made of Horror, acid, and dedication. With a dash of Disney. So…yeah.
I am made of tea, Country, and ammunition. With a dash of T-REX. Unless I go by my first name in which I am made of man, Instrumental, and control. With a dash of Muppets. So maybe a mix of both
My real name is: made of good luck, brain, and lightning. With a dash of derp derp. Which….fair.
Tashabear is made of Mystery, Romance, and Villainy. With a dash of karaoke.
Tasha is made of flowers, Jazz, and mistrusting. With a dash of GAME OVER.
Diane is made of oatmeal, brawn, and neon. With a dash of karaoke.
Pick one. They all apply.
(Source: cottoncandyflufftier)
Delaware Today
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This is a piece for Delaware Today about young girls losing interest in science,technology, engineering and math related studies. The state’s schools and businesses are hoping to turn all this around. I love it when I come up with a few sketches that I still want to use for something and this was one of those times. A big thanks to AD Kelly Carter!
i hate when people call their grandparents weird names instead of grandma and grandpa like babooshka or salami
i’m telling grandpa salami that you were talking shit
Babicka and Déda. (Couldn’t find the…
I shouldn’t be surprised with all the likes for the bullshit of the OP. these are the assholes who teased me over my name.
So really all I to say is, fuck you, you Anglo-centric douchebag.
So we should not use culturally appropriate names or special family names because you don’t like it?
Lean in close now…it is not about you.
I called my grandfather Bumpa. My dad called his Gumpy. I’ll call my loved ones anything I want, and so will my friends.
Reblog if this is a lie and you have made amazing friends on the internet.
Are you kidding? The Internet is how I met my husband.
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