I like to think AvengerCon was the most cursed convention of that year. Ever since it's announcement people were waiting for it all to fall apart. Maybe when the organizers said they wanted to hold it in Camp Lehigh. Maybe when they put up listings for pieces of old Iron Man suits. Maybe when they set up a splash pool. With every step they take the entire fandom space is holding its breath for them to get sued, or shut down by the military.
But nope, it goes ahead. And it's great??? Everything's organized, all the events happen on schedule, a bunch of artists make bank, the star guests appear like promised. It's an all-around success.
And then an ambitious cosplayer uses weird crystal-making tech to substitute the Captain Marvel blasts and knocks off the head of the giant Ant-Man and— oh there's the disaster.
I wanna make like a Tumblr dashboard simulator fic happening around AvengerCon is what I'm saying.