I Didn’t Know What to Do With That Much Attention
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“That bow is SICK.”
I turned my head as a teenage boy said that to his friend, and I smirked a little. This wasn’t my first encounter with my fans that weekend. Yes, I said my fans. It felt like I was the popular girl in school. Almost like a celebrity. It wasn’t what I expected. And that was only the beginning.
Before the Con
This is what you would’ve seen walking down the street, riding the subway, stopping for lunch before stepping through a portal into another dimension: the Seattle Convention Center.
Just a regular human - on the outside. But inside? I was me. And what everyone else saw, was Ashe, a champion ready to fight on Summoner’s Rift.
Remember that - because later, that sentiment would change.
The High
Here are some of the things I heard over the weekend:
- “How heavy is that bow?!” (me: proceeds to hand it over so they can try)
- “I love your cosplay, can I get a picture?”
- “Ashe!!!”
- “My roommate is such an Ashe fan, can I get a picture?”
- Shouting from a car window rolled down “I like your costume, you look great!”
- “Are you from WoW (World of Warcraft)?” (I guess I must’ve looked close enough for the con’s cosplay bingo card. But seriously…do I look like I’m Alliance to you?)
- From professional photographers “Do you mind if I get some pictures?”
- From a child walking by at the bow twice his size “WHOAA!”
All weekend, I was in a constant state of being seen.
How It Changed Me
The attention was - not gonna lie - a huge confidence boost. I’ve been to several ren fairs, where everyone’s dressed up. You fit in.
But here, I stood out. People actually recognized (somehow) or just thought I looked awesome enough to say something. I knew, early on: I HAD to do it again.
I started planning for the next con. And then the one after that.
I’m even going to practice acting - my cosplay weakness. I can look amazing, but I need to study how these characters behave and speak. It’s tricky when I don’t actually play the games my characters are from.
Now
I’ve got plans. I’m learning a new skill: 3D printing. And now I’m making this big-ass gun.
I’m becoming Ashe. Again. But this time from Overwatch. The name is just a coincidence - but I like her story. I vibe with her.
Final Thoughts
Up until 2025, I didn’t really consider myself a cosplayer. I made some things. I tried a few times. I rarely finished.
But this time? Something clicked.
I’m not sure if I’ve earned the title yet - but I want it. I’m building the skills. I’m showing up. I’m learning.
Maybe being a cosplayer doesn’t start when you finish your first costume. Maybe it starts the moment you decide to do it again.