Buttons and Beaux
Tales from the life and times of a cosplayer, model, and designer
It is a sad, sad day when a man has so little respect for a woman’s boundaries that she feels she needs other people to police them for her. It is sadder still when that man loves her less for having them.
What’s Your Sailor Senshi Attack?
Just something I whipped up real quick (can you tell?) for my friends. I came up with a list of words and then randomly generated them for each letter. Maybe not the best method. I’m sure someone could come up with a better one, but maybe someone will get a kick out of it. There might be a few strange ones because I was running out of ideas…
Starlight Princess Rhapsody!
Silent Healing Illusion~!
Sounds kind of useless lolol
Shine Honeymoon Kiss~!
…I was REALLY hoping for something with the word “Uterus” in it.
Starlight Healing Uterus
-spits drink- WHAT?!?!
BUBBLE SERIOUS RHAPSODY YEAHHHHHHHHHHH
silent healing shaking
…wtf
Silent Violin Inferno.
…I have nothing to say to that.
cain honeymoon boomrang!
Galactica Princess Blaster!
omfg that sounds so awesome
Bubble Love-Me Spray
um
am i cumming bubbles on everyone or something?
Crescent La Smoking Heart Inferno.
… k.
Starlight Healing Heartache.
Yep sounds like a Moon attack to me <3<3<3
Lilith Sensitive Surprise. Definitely sounds like a lesbian sex prank.
(via cosplaydeviants)
So I just discovered this anime a few months ago and it has quickly jumped to my top 5. So much so that I will have to go and buy it at the next convention I’m at. Yamada’s First Time.
B Gata H Kei revolves around 15 year old high school student Yamada whose lascivious nature causes her to…
Introducing my newest anime addiction! I <3 Yamada. I want to make her my sex-prentice.
Beds with windows. I can’t say why, but I love them. I’m like a cat; I love to sleep in the sunbeams.
(via thegirlwriteslife)
Is it weird that when I think about dressing up for Pride (yes, I plan these things well in advance), I keep feeling the color green? I mean, Pride is full of rainbows, all colors of the rainbow, all places on the spectrum, and all shades of grey.
Personally, I identify as a ciswoman with bisexual attractions both romantic and physical. This puts me in the colors and not the greys, simply by virtue of my being sexual. While I know that the bi pride flag is pink, purple, and blue (and my hair currently reflects these colors), my brain keeps wanting to label the full rainbow as if it was the Kinsey scale: 0-6. If you take my Kinsey number and line it up with the rainbow (ROYGBIV), I land squarely on the color green.
Is this weird? Do you think anyone else would get it?
“Maybe” is a terrible word. It appears with many faces, like “I’m not sure” or “it’s complicated.” But the heart of it is, it’s neither “yes” nor “no”, and it is tension. Always tension. Always confusion. Never satisfaction. There’s a certain satisfaction in a “no”, just as there is in a “yes”. At least, with “no”, you allow someone to move on and live their lives no longer in wait.
Sometimes, people believe in a “maybe” because the word “no” has yet to be uttered, even though the signs are all there. Sometimes, people allow a “maybe” to persist because, while they know a “no” is the right answer, they wish they could say “yes”. Sometimes people allow a “maybe” to persist because they’re afraid of the “yes”. Sometimes a “maybe” means only “not yet”.
But really, “maybe” is hell. “Maybe” is the feeling of holding your breath, and after too long you start to lose contact with reality. “Maybe” can be deadly. It can even drive OTHER people crazy. It can drive families apart. It can destroy worlds. Six months of “not yet” and “maybe” can do more damage than nine years of other hurts.
“Not yet”, in some situations, simply needs to be “no”. Some doors close. Some thresholds run out. A situation which might earlier have been amicable becomes poisonous, with the waiting. The ice cube in the hand burns. The loan defaults.
Kill the “maybe”. Kill it dead. You have that power. “Yes” or “no” are a blessed release that right now, is the breath of life. Please. Let us breathe.
