So I have decided that my favorite interaction to have with people in this costume is a very specific one: fake geek boys.
Specifically, on many, many occasions, I have had a guy come up to me and praise me for doing a comic version of Loki… and then not actually know which one this is. They call me Classic Loki, or they guess that it’s from the 70’s or the 90’s— I’ve gotten this a surprising number of times.
"Hey, you actually did a comic Loki! That’s great. Your costume’s pretty good, too— [insert failed guess at what my source material was here]."
Pretty good? Pretty good? Bitch, please:
I look like I stepped off the fucking page. Don’t you dare say it’s “pretty good.” It’s fucking flawless. I am not impressed by you. Please stop trying.
Photo courtesy of Senpai Photo Studio
*disclaimer: I don’t care if people don’t know which version of Loki I am. I love people commenting on my costume no matter what, and it’s a lot of fun to introduce people to my favorite Loki. I am a relatively new fan to comics myself, and I do not care how many you have read, even if that number is zero. If you saw the Avengers and thought the villain was pretty cool, and that’s why you’re talking to me, great! Hell, if you just think the costume is fun, awesome!
What irks me is guys— and it’s always guys— acting like they know when they don’t. I can’t decide if it’s a pathetic attempt at flirting or what, but I thoroughly enjoy the look on their faces when I tell them exactly where it came from, and show them one of my source pictures on my phone. Because I guarantee that these same guys would, given the chance, pull the “fake geek girl” bullshit on any number of others at the con, including most of the other Loki cosplayers. Don’t mess with my doubles.
It’s the attitude with which the comments are delivered, really. Don’t pretend you know your shit just to impress me. It’s not going to work. You’re going to look like a jackass. It’s okay to not know. Do not nod and pretend you knew all along when I correct you.