Steampunk! Adventure Time! Together! Forever! Not wanting to write a post! Just want to enjoy this killer cosplay!
It’s a Good Friday…for cosplay! Oh man! I’m utterly striking out in this fucking post. Whatever. Enjoy some fantastic Catwoman cosplay.
Been a second since the Space-Ship has transmitted. It being the weekend and all, why don’t we start our re-connection with some lovely cosplay?
Everything rules! C’mon and rules! Rule 63 rules! Plus that Viper lady who isn’t Rule 63. She rules!
Hit the jump for the full image. It fucking rules!
Sultry Snow White going Steampunk? I say goddamn, I’m sold! My gears are grinding, generating heat. Heat turns to steam! Steam turns my metaphors into shit!
When am I going to tire of glorious a Wonder Woman marauding in beautiful armor? Never. Never, ever. Here’s a new riffage on the hardened beauty that is Wonder Woman.
Hello slime, I have missed you. Two days in the gorgeous, but insanely backwards state of Florida has given way to a return to the Space-Ship proper. I’m sitting in the Space Hub, paying $3000 space-cubits per minute to type up this bad boy before departure. Instead of trying to cover everything upon return, here’s a fucking rundown of all the dope stuff I’ve noted whilst away from my terminal.
Read all this dope shit, and then hit the comments with your own…commentary? Clearly the sun has done nothing to help my tattered remains of lucidity.
Any regular around here knows I have a certain *cough* fixation on body suits. Spandex, latex, leather, pleather. Sign me up for all of them. So said regulars can pretty much say “obviously” when I point out this Catwoman has me losing my mind.
Hit the jump for more.
God bless, god bless. Been a minute since I’ve featured some Tifa Lockhart. Or as she was called around my group of friends, “the fictional character that launched a thousand hormonal ships into the thralls of puberty.” Whelp — here I go, paying tribute to the lass with some wonderful cosplay.