Hi. My name is Amanda. I’m 22 years old, and I’m recording this because I don’t really know what’s happening. I don’t even know if I’m posting this somewhere, but I feel like talking. I need to put everything out and convince myself that I’m not crazy.
I’m living the life of my dreams. Honestly, sometimes I look at the mirror and ask myself if this is true. And it is. But also… there is something very wrong here. Not with me. Well, maybe, I am too blame. Perhaps I fell for the wrong guy, and it wasn’t without warning. If there is someone there listening to this, I recommend that you pick a chair and make yourself comfortable. I’ll start at the beginning.
*muffed noises*
Guess I’ll take a seat too. What happened is: I’ve always been a fangirl. Always fell in love with characters in movies and TV shows. Always read fanfiction and created OCs just to hook up with the characters I thought were hot. You can add vampires, superheroes, and a LOT of people on that list. Also, I’ve always been a fan of cosplays and events, like comic cons. That was the life I knew.
My parents didn’t like my obsessions, they always thought it was too much. I’d cry for fictional people and events, stay up late, do theories, talk to people on the internet, and binge-watch what I liked. I spend a lot of time working on costumes, but I also met a lot of people. Virtual people, real people. Entered the world of acronyms and terms like ships, OTPs, BROTPs, slash, NSFW, OCs, and a lot more. My dream was to meet the guys I used to save pins and photos, which I would put as a wallpaper on my phone. The guys that I dreamed of dating and having sex with.
It was all a dream, far away from reality until… the last comic con happened. I went to the last event with friends, dressed up as a character from the latest thing that I had watched and really liked. There was a particular area there for that TV show, so me and my best friend - who was also cosplaying a character from the same show - spent a lot of time around the place taking pictures with people and stuff.
One thing to notice: we chose to cosplay those characters on the same day that the actors from the show would be there and have a panel. We interacted with the studio staff for some time, until a lady appeared to talk to us, saying that the actors were coming by to do some of the activities in the area. And she also said that we should be around because they wanted to take pictures with us since we were cosplaying their characters.
We freaked out. It took me some time to breathe again properly. Did they want to meet us? It couldn’t be real.
But the best part? It was. And we met them. And it was the best day of my life. Meeting the actual actors from the show I liked... how can I even start to describe that moment? I should tell you guys that it was something really out of this world. So many people gathered around to take photos of them. Still, since we were the only cosplayers, they basically just spent time talking to us. And they were so excited to meet us! And the four of them were all gorgeous and hot, I mean… He let me speechless when I realised I was actually looking to the man I talked about so much with my best friend of how much I wanted to fuck him. His perfume, his roughly shaved beard touching my face briefly, his hands touching some details of my costume as he analysed everything carefully with a smile on his face... The only other person I cared apart from him was the actress that did the character I was cosplaying. She was so cute and adorable. Also, hot. Can't forget to mention that.
We hugged them all and spent the amount of what, 5 minutes maybe?, talking to all of them. My legs fainted when Tom winked at me. And then, sooner than I wanted, they went away, leaving us with exclusive tickets for their panel, so we could skip the queue and enter as studio guests.
*click. A door opens*
Shit! I gotta go.
“Honey, I’m home!”
Talk to you later. He can’t see me recording this.
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