That’s my Riker. If you aren’t in the know, this blog combines screen caps from Star Trek episodes with anonymous submissions (minus area code) from a Tumblr called “Texts from Last Night”! Love.
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Daria and Jane cosplay reveal at GeekGirlCon. Growing up watching this secretly in my playroom at age eleven explains a lot about who I am. Oh 1997. @commanderholly #nofilter
Cassandra: “Inquisitor! The castle is under attack!”
Inquisitor: (takes a drink) “So what? Don’t we have, like, walls…”
Cassandra: “Yes, but—“
Inquisitor: “Great. Big. Walls. Giant ones.”
Cassandra: “That doesn’t—!”
Inquisitor: “Because walls are really hard to jump over! I swear, if…
Let the rumor mill begin ;)
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mandalaybay22 asked: Hello! First I wanted to say that I love you and holly on HOC!! Loved cats the memesical!! :D anywho, I had a random question. How do you guys afford going to all the cons and materials for costumes, ect. Do you have a "main job" or do you make most of your money through cosplay related means? Thanks! :)
Great question! I work as the Lead Manager for the Community Team for BioWare Edmonton and Montreal - on the video games Dragon Age & Mass Effect. Holly works as the Community Manager for Polaris at Maker Studios, a YouTube company. Our company Crabcat Industries also takes some private commissions from video game, film, and new media companies which is a source of additional income for us. Most of the conventions I go to, I am sent to because of BioWare (just finished with San Diego Comic Con, GaymerX in San Francisco, Gamescom in Germany, PAX Prime in Seattle, and then I’m going to Montreal Comic Con, Edmonton Expo, and finally GeekGirlCon in Seattle). However, Holly and I save up and go for Crabcat whenever we can. It’s a tough gig holding down multiple jobs, but we love what we do.
Both our husbands also work full time, and contribute to the running of our households, rent etc. But mostly our costume business comes out of pocket :) They aren’t “funding” our dreams.
For anyone who wants to do what we do, follow your heart, and get a steady income to support yourself until you are able to take that leap! But don’t stop following your dreams, that’s what the hours of 6pm-8am are for!
skeleton-kitty asked: Hi! I don't know if you're going to read this but oh my god I absolutely love yours and Holly's cosplays so much, and you guys really really inspire me to put my best into my cosplay, and I was so excited seeing you as tank girl on the last episode of Heroes of Cosplay and aaaaaa both you and her are like my heroes of cosplay hhhh
You are such a delight, my dear!! If our presence on the show can do anything I hope that it will A) help burn down the part of Tumblr that I despise and B) help wonderful positive people like you be inspired to have fun and get more into cosplay.
Just do it for yourself and find some friends to keep you sane when things get hectic or stressful :) And if it stops being fun, stop doing it! It’s not worth it if there’s no light at the end of the tunnel <3
obsy asked: You are cuter than beans, just so you know
Why thank you! Because you didn’t specify which kind of bean, I took the liberty to download the Bean Guide off the App Store to consult and choose the cutest of beans for comparison.
Based on my research, I’ve concluded that the objectively cutest bean is the broad bean. It’s fat and lumpy with a pleasant light green hue. It also sits in a pod until it escapes or someone eats it. I imagine it delightfully fusses about about misplaced socks and knits blankets in it’s spare time. This is the life I would someday love to lead. It sounds idyllic.
So thank you. Cuter than the cutest broad bean. I’ll take it!
He soon deleted the comment after ether getting butt hurt or realized what we spoke of was true.
Do not doubt the community, suga.
Sorry but you have no clue what you’re talking about.
When I was sitting on the floor, we were waiting to get back to my room so I could get out of my costume and figure out whether I was going to be OK or not. The walls were ALL taken with kids sitting up against them eating food and relaxing. Even when I’m sick, I’m not going to ask some 14 year old kid in a kigurumi to move out of my way. So after waiting for 20 minutes for the elevator packed like sardines in a situation which would have totally gotten the whole place shut down if the fire-marshall ever walked in (because it took around 35 minutes EVERY time you wanted to use one - ask anyone at the con), I couldn’t stand anymore. I sat where I was standing, and I physically couldn’t get up.
When the security guard came over, I told her I needed medical help. She told me I had to get up off the floor. I told her I couldn’t move and I needed to sit down. That’s when I got angry. The situation was cleared up because an elevator soon became available and the security guard let me sit there after I yelled that she could either arrest me or get me an ambulance. I imagine she was happy the elevator arrived because it would have been quite a lot of paperwork for her.
It wasn’t a reality show. It was my life, and that was what happened. I’ve been really good at ignoring the comments for this entire stupid silly thing, but all the speculation about a medical illness is dumb.
There is ZERO way to predict that I would become violently ill. I wear wool coats and tops. It just makes me itchy. I don’t know what happened that day. We imagine it was a combination of the wool, the tightness of the (100% handmade) wig on my head and the fucking godawful smell of the convention which gave me one of the worst migraines I’ve ever had, and sheer exhaustion.
I vomited for 16 hours and couldn’t drink water. The film crew asked me if I wanted to stop and they didn’t force me to do anything I didn’t want to. All the rumors about me faking it, or the crew pushing people out of the way are completely untrue. Cosplayers were yelling at the crew - but I am the one who told them they could film me. And I consented to it. Some random dude doesn’t get to invade my space to white knight me. A few strangers did try bring me water and wet towels. I’m really thankful to them. But no, no one carried me on their backs to my hotel room. And when I did get into the elevator, three people were eating their food in it. Holly said “Hey she’s really sick. Can you get the next elevator or at least not eat in here?” And a guy looked at us, deadpan and said, “It’s ok. Someone already threw up in here.”
So no, I’m sorry, but this fake nostalgic spirit of the “cosplay community” that a small corner of Tumblr has fabricated does not exist. I have a wonderful support group and there will always be incredible kind strangers who go out of their way to help someone out. I’m sorry I was totally delirious and wasn’t able to thank them. Holly and the crew took care of me when I was vulnerable. Becky came upstairs to check on me. All the girls in the cast were so worried when they found out.
It was a nightmare, but I am so damn proud that I wore a costume from my favorite Intellectual Property with my own spin on it, completely made in 3 different hotel rooms in less than 1.5 weeks, and I can’t wait to wear it again when I source synthetic material for new wigs.
So I’m going to take note from Lily Allen and tell anyone who feels differently to fuck you very much :)
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