con.txt

I went to con.txt! It was wonderful. I am going to have a hard time not talking about fandom nonstop anymore. I dressed up as Wendy Watson. I successfully pimped Top Ten to several people. I went to a ton of amazing panels. I made paper dolls. I bought Captain America vodka. I'm pretty sure I need to watch Kings now, because that Kings vid was amazeballs. I drank a lot of coffee. I talked about Steve Rogers more than anyone ever, ever should. I may have successfully transmitted my plot bunny about Steve and Natasha hunting down the Winter Soldier. I slept on tenlittlebullets's couch. I did not sleep very much, all things considered. I gave myself a sore throat from talking. I drank screwdrivers, some of which were sonic. I danced.

So basically, good con. I've never been to a small con before, and I think I like it just as much as Dragoncon.

botticelli's captain america

fanart that should exist: Steve Rogers rising from the sea, borne on the Pecs Coffin instead of a seashell, swathed in the American flag, with eagles instead of cherubs.