#Cosplay
Cosplay: This LARA CROFT is brutal, and beautiful.
The new Tomb Raider is the best Uncharted game since the series’ second installment, and I’m glad that it is getting some cosplay love. Here is Tarah-Rex rocking out as the distinguishable yet destroyed Lara Craft.
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Cosplay: RULE 63 LEELOO from ‘THE FIFTH ELEMENT’ is today’s nightmare.
Careful, those considering crossing the threshold. While safe for work, what you shall see is nowhere near safe for psyche.
Cosplay: LILITH from ‘BORDERLANDS 2’ is the siren I’ll always heed. Get it?
Lilith cosplay. Hell yes. It’s remarkable how much I enjoy Lilith cosplay, despite the fact that I loathe her dumb ass in Borderlands 2. In fact, as The Dude can attest, I pretty much despise every original vault hunter in the sequel. They sit around Sanctuary, barking orders. Telling me what to do, chastising me when I fuck up. God forbid they ever lend a fucking hand.
Cosplay: HARLEY QUINN by Jessica Nigri. Ya’ll welcome.
‘Cause when Jessica Nigri cosplay comes across my RSS feed, I stand at attention. Get it? Oh, whatever.
Cosplay: FRISKY POWER RANGERS morph my childhood. Into latex dreams.
SFW? NSFW? Ain’t nobody nude. But still. All that childhood. Wrapped in latex. This makes perfect sense to me, but I was also in a collision today.
Cosplay: Catwoman perches, I quietly moan to myself.
Ah. Saturday. I can take my time with this picture. Gross. Get it? What I’m implying? I’m a pig. Carry on.
Cosplay: BLACK CAT proves all was latex, all was good.
Black Cat continues to make Peter Parker look like a chump for continually swooning for Mary Jane Blahson. See what I did there? Blahson, because she bores me.
Cosplay: HARLEY QUINN goes SUICIDE SQUAD for our enjoyment.
I don’t usually dig on Harley Quinn. Sometimes she is annoyingly screechy, and in the Bat-Guy video games she is a Juggalo (Juggalette?) gone awry. This picture is fantastic though, making me double-think my abject dismissal of her character. And yes, the cosplayer is cute. Okay. You caught me.
Cosplay: Ivy from ‘SOUL CALIBUR’ is all I’ve ever needed.
Okay, maybe not all I’ve ever needed. But on a cold ass winter day, my life rife with despair and poverty, she provides a temporary warmth. In a special place. Hint: my pants. Too far? Probably. Leave me alone, I need this!
