Here’s Katherine Zan just utterly crushing it as Pixie from the X-Men. The full picture is beyond the cut.

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Yeah, don’t let Rogue’s lovely eyes and demeanor trick you. That kiss is going to kill your ass at worst, and at best syphon your fledgling mutant powers. Still though. Tempting.

There are few words my pig-faced monkey-man brain can utter that would fairly capture how much I’m in love with this cosplay. Just. Yes.

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Digging on this old school (or is it new school? I haven’t kept up with her wardrobe changes as of late) Mystique cosplay. It hearkens back to a time when I gave a fuck about the mutant cause. Apathy! Apathy everywhere.

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This is all the wonder. Rogue rocking out in a full-body suit, daring my latex fetish to subvert my already feeble consciousness. If I let the drive win, I’ll wake up wearing a Gambit costume. Covered in indistinct hairs. Screaming for the whip.

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I vote yes!

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Don’t usually vomit up two cosplay posts in one day, but I had to post this. I had to post this.

Oh shit! It’s the X-Force! All ready to decapitate your ass and dance in your blood! Don’t look now though, ’cause it seems Beast is totally waking up and probably has nougats of crap still dingleberrying out of his boxers. Photographed by the prolific as fuck    LJinto.

I’m not saying its cheating to have ripped abdominal muscles when you’re literally made out of fucking metal, I’m just saying that Colossus needs to get over himself.

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Oh Sweet Baby Jesus in Heaven, praise you. Praise you for this wonderful monument to the glory of spandex, the female form, and the X-Men. There are fewer testaments to your will and grace that I can think of, though I should mention I’m having a hard time thinking straight at all right now.