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You’re All Mine mean!perv!em x innocent!reader

18+

in the same universe as this but can be read separately.

Warnings- manipulation, insults, oral (Eddie receiving) if abusive themes aren’t your thing, look away.

As you walk towards Eddie’s van, you feel a tingling in your palms, a little more excited to see him again with each step. You can see his face through the passenger window, his eyes dragging up and down your body, drinking in every step you take. You swing your shopping bags and walk towards him a little faster. As you reach your hand to open the door, you see an anger in his eyes, plush lips turned down in a pout. You climb in, hopping on the bouncy bench seat as you scoot towards him. “Hi.” You smile sweetly, leaning in and giving his cheek a kiss. “How was the mall?” He asks flatly, turning to look at you, eyes hooded and pink. “It was great! I got some cute things, I can’t wait to show you.” You say, leaning towards your bags and pulling out the first thing you feel. A stringy black bikini top. “Look at this. D’ya like it?” You ask, holding it up to your chest. His eyes dip down. “Thought maybe we could go to the Hawkins pool and I’ll wear this..” He nods slowly, rolling his eyes. Is he mad at me? He takes the black fabric out of your hands and examines it with a sigh. “M’sure you’ll look great in it kitten.” His words are sweet but his tone… it’s distant and accusatory. He flings the top towards your bags and you follow it with your eyes. You almost jump as his right hand reaches to touch your thigh suddenly. He begins to rub up and down your smooth sunkissed skin, his fingers stopping at the hem of your dress. He pinches the soft fabric between his fingers, pulling slightly and letting go, letting it snap back and land higher up your leg. “Do you remember what I said the last time we hung out?” You stare at him with wide eyes, not sure what he means. Not sure what you did wrong. “I told you I don’t like when you dress like this when you go out. Showing off so much of your body. You don’t want any other guys to check you out right?” You shake your head “No Eddie, I just.. I..” “You what?” He asks you a little louder, eyebrows pinched together as he stares at you. “I just like to dress pretty. I’m not thinking about anyone looking at me.” He exhales a huff of a fake laugh. He straightens his back against the seat, lifting his hips as he adjusts and spreads his legs wider, elbow resting on the door where it meets the window. “Yeah that’s the problem.” He says shaking his head. “Maybe you do want the attention. Maybe you’re just a slut with a nice body and no brain.” Your eyes start to well up as you look down at your dress that you had been so excited to wear just a couple hours before. You contemplate getting out of the car and just walking home. Before you can make your decision, Eddie slams the car into drive and screeches out of the parking lot.

“Eddie stop! Where are we going?” You yell at him as you click your seatbelt on. He doesn’t answer you, eyes trained to the road, one hand on the wheel, the other grabs your wrist and pulls you towards him. He buries his face in your hair, inhaling. “You want to make it up to me? Show me you know how to follow instructions.” He says with a growl. You whimper at his strong grip and try to pry his hand off your wrist to no avail. He pulls off into a wooded area, parking not too far off the road and cutting the engine. He begins unbuckling his belt, pulling his pants and boxers down to his knees, his already hard cock springing out. Your eyes are drawn to it, you want to make him feel good, for him to like you again. The way he had before. You feel your pussy clench around nothing. He begins pumping his hand up and down his length, looking at you as he takes his bottom lip between his teeth. He knows you’ve never given anyone a blowjob before but you know what to do, he’s shown you porn before, told you what he likes that other girls have done with him. “S’not gonna suck itself sweetheart.” He says, his voice light but condescending, raising his brows expectantly. You shake your head “Eddie I don’t want to.” That’s a lie. “Yes you do. You think about my cock all the time. Just like I think about your pretty little pussy.” He’s pumping faster now, dribbles of clear liquid seeping out of the head. “C’mon kitten,” his tone much softer now, “I really need your help.”

You exhale a breath and lean down to take his cock in your mouth, loving how it lays heavy against your tongue. He doesn’t deserve this. Your hand reaches up and palms his balls, squeezing lightly. He moans, letting his head fall back against the headrest. You continue working your mouth up and down, feeling every ridge and vein press against your tongue. Eddie leans over, pulling up the bottom of your dress, exposing your ass. His fingers run under the string of your thong that’s hugging tightly to your hip. He flattens his palm against the meat of your ass then squeezes tightly. You moan onto his cock and the feeling causes him to inhale sharply. “You make me insane y’know that?” Assuming that’s rhetorical, you ignore him. “I want this all to myself.” He says before bringing his hand down to spank you harshly. The tingles that spread across your ass only make your pussy throb more than it already was. Your wetness leaking out of your panties starting to trickle down your inner thigh.

You move your head faster up and down up and down. You try to fit as much of his length in your mouth as you can, choking and sputtering. “Ah fuck yes.” he says lowly every time he feels the back of your throat tighten around him. “Keep going baby, just like that. Feels fuckin perfect, jesus.” One of his hands come up to get lost in your hair, the rough pads of his fingers running through the soft strawberry milkshake scented curls. You continue sucking, swirling your tongue and letting a string of spit fall from your lips to dribble down his cock. You’re having fun with it now, enjoying how different things pull a reaction out of Eddie. “I almost wanna call you a liar, you’re too good at this kitten.” You look up at him with your innocent eyes and he knows you’ve never done this before. He knows you better than anyone. Loves you more than anyone else ever could. But he’s not in love with you, he thinks to himself. Just doesn’t want you to be with anyone else. Ever. He watches as your long dark eyelashes flutter shut, your soft pink lips coated in gloss and spit and precum grazing the underside of his shaft. He’s always thought you were beautiful but shit. He’s never been more attracted to you. The tops of your breasts have begun to spill out of your dress at this angle and Eddie’s eyes don’t know where to look. There’s too many good options. Lost in thought, his orgasm sneaks up on him, not giving him any time to warn you. Not that he was planning on it anyway.

He groans, his head falling forward, hands flying up to grip the steering wheel dramatically. You can feel his stomach start to tense up just before the warm liquid splashes deep in your throat. You swallow his cum without a second thought then sit up to look at him, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

"Fuuuuuck baby. Knew you'd give the best head." He said with a weak smile as he pulled his pants back up, not bothering to zip or button them. He pulls your face close to his, locking his puppy dog eyes onto yours. "I'm sorry for what I said before. Didn't mean it. I just hate the thought of anyone else ever having you. You're all mine. Aren't you kitten?" You nod and he pulls you into his warm chest for a hug. The soft, worn cotton of his shirt feels cool against your burning cheeks. You are all his. Would never want to be anyone else's.

#new and improved #self insert fic #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #eddie munson x innocent!reader #mean!eddie munson #perv!eddie munson #mean!eddie #perv!eddie #no use of y/n #dark!eddie munson #manipulative!eddie #mean Eddie Munson

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bipolarbabyyy · 29 days

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Blonde is backkkk 🥰💛

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bisexual-horror-fan · 5 months

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Do-Over-December 1st. "Pretty Little Present." Freddy Kruger X FEM! AFAB! Reader.

So back in 2020, I did this lovely little event called Kinky December, basically I wrote over 40k of fics for the month of December following along with a writing event another user in the slasher fandom posted. It was a super fun thing honestly and I was thinking, it's been three fucking years since that event. Why not, revist these fics I wrote and revamp and beef em up?! I know I've been very absent and thought this would be a fantastic way to try and get back into the groove. My intention is to update and improve upon these fics, length, more detail, change shit up a bit and have fun. My gift to you this holiday season is this, the constant commitment to better my craft and show how far I've come. Now let's get into it!

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Rating. Explicit. Length. 2.4K. (Old Length 1.7K) Warnings: Lingerie. Teasing. Dirty Talk. Knifeplay. Bloodplay. Glove Porn. Manhandling. Choking. Thigh Riding. Pet Names. Implied Established Hookups. Possessiveness. Domineering Attitude. Light Degradation. Freddy Just Being A Bastard As Always.

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You hadn’t discussed it previously, but to be perfectly fair, you never discussed much of anything while you were together. Freddy always had other plans in mind for your pretty little mouth other than talking, many a night he preferred to treat his ears to the sound of your muffled and wet gagging with his hand on the back of your head as opposed to petty conversation.

When the idea first hit you initially brushed it off, no way, too ridiculous and yet the thought refused to leave, the musing wore you down until you find yourself in the mall full of shoppers eager to get their holiday splurging over with. You were in the mall picking up gifts for other people and when you walked by that particular store the idea hit once more, and you considered it. The idea didn’t leave you all afternoon and midway through you decided that yes, you would. You left it for last because you still felt almost silly for really choosing to commit to this.

You’d shopped in here before but never for something like this, your previous purchases were for more every day use, out of necessity and this was much more frivolous. Fingers linger as you search through racks and open drawers, trying to find just the right combination to, no pun intended, set him on fire. When you did find it, you were fucking giddy about it.

Dear God, it was positively perfect. He would love it, Hell, you loved it too, you knew down to your bones that you would feel confident and sexy in it and as you were checking out you wondered why you never thought of doing this sooner.

You knew he was going to see you tonight. He never talked to you directly and told you when, but he had a little pattern, you had figured out with decent accuracy the nights he would pay you a visit. It had been a few days, there was no doubt in your mind that he would be anything but hungry and would seek you out.

It did look good. You looked good. You were looking at yourself in the mirror, and you wanted to laugh at the effect he’d had on you, turning and admiring your own ass with a thought of, “Like a dream come true.” His cheesy puns and terrible jokes have rubbed off on you more than you liked to admit out loud.

Silky and sheer stockings creeping up your legs, thigh high of course, the tops of them lacy, intricate patterns you traced absentmindedly with your fingertips as your eyes continued to rove over yourself. The garter belt holding said stockings up was cinched at your waist, the panties were so barely there you seriously wondered if they even qualified as such. The bustier corset style top was to die for, what it did to your tits alone made the price seem worth it. And of course it all matched perfectly, red and lacy fit the season and his tastes perfectly, I mean you’d be a fool not to get the whole set, really. It left very little to the imagination, and you were certain he’d enjoy it.

Was the robe entirely unnecessary? Yes. Did it hang off of your frame beautifully and elevate the whole look? Naturally. Besides, it was a gift, and you normally never brought yourself this kinda thing, it was the holidays, and you’d been very fucking generous to all the people you care about, why not be a bit generous to yourself too? You deserved to feel this good about yourself.

You climbed into bed that night wrapped in soft and smooth clingy fabrics that accentuated your assets, a pretty little present, all for him.

Falling asleep was a challenge, simply due to the excitement you felt to see his reaction to your present for him. When you did fall asleep it took awhile for you to notice, which wasn’t unusual, becoming aware of the shift was hard, it was almost always muddy, until you heard him, that made you come to your senses real quick.

“There you are, kitten, took you a minute to get here, tonig-oh.”

You couldn’t hide your smile, you wanted to turn to face him, but there was no need, he was already on you.

His presence could be felt over your shoulder, your back nearly on his chest, you could feel the heat that radiated off of him. You felt his non-gloved hand on your shoulder, it started there and dragged up slowly, the back of his knuckles coming over the side of your throat and up over your cheek. His fingers hook, and he pulls some of your hair aside, exposing more of your throat to him, he leaned in closer and whispered in your ear, “What’s all this, hmm?”

What happened to all of that confidence of yours? It always seemed to dry up relatively quickly around him. Suppressing a shiver, you instead ground yourself but lacing your fingers together in front of yourself, responding simply with, “A gift.”

You felt his lips brush the shell of your ear as his head pitched forward slightly, he let out this terrible low laugh that made your skin prickle in a way that made you want to squirm. Next you felt the tips of the blades on his glove brush your hip, even through the sheer material of your robe the steel felt terribly cold, then again the robe was there for how it looked, not for any warmth it could provide.

“For me?”

His question was met with a simple nod in response from you.

That glove of his moved higher, the clink of metal on metal had started to condition you, hearing it would make you want to press your thighs together and would begin the slow drip of arousal. He pulled some of the material as he went, the soft fabric felt so good sliding against your skin, that small twinge of fear when his glove was on you was present was also welcome, it isn’t a hindrance, instead it adds to the feeling and experience.

“You shouldn’t have.” He hums.

Fucking Christ, that voice of his affected you on the best of days, but when it was right in your ear? It made the current problem of your ever increasingly wet underwear infinitely worse for you. It was far too early for you to be having this much trouble, but he was just on you aggressively, you had no time to adjust like you usually did, he left you no personal space. The second he saw you tonight, his hands were on you. Yet you made yourself press onward, made yourself speak, and tried to hide how turned on you were already becoming.

“I wanted to.”

That pulled another laugh from him, and to be fair it was funny. The very idea of you spending hard-earned money on a gift for him, money that you could have spent on friends or family, or on yourself in a better way, you spent instead on fancy lingerie to wear for your murderous dream demon fuck buddy.

The fact that you meant it? That you had wanted to get him something? Hilarious.

The fact that you were actually hoping to impress him, please him? That was downright hysterical.

He sounded pleased as punch as he responded, thoroughly amused and still groping at your body. “My, my what a remarkable little slut you are. And here I didn’t get you anything.”

Him speaking pulled you from your thoughts, non-gloved hand on your throat from behind, glove on your waist, and he manhandled you, turning you around, looking you up and down. It was far too quiet right now, you wanted to squirm from how intensely he was looking at you, wanting to shift your weight from one foot to the other.

You broke the silence first, desperate to fill the space, to distract yourself from how he looked at you, “I didn’t tell you I was doing this, it’s fine, you didn’t get me something.”

Eyes flicked up, and his gaze met yours, a lecherous grin breaking out on his face, leaning closer as he teases, “All the more reason. I didn’t have to ask, and you did all this.”

He clearly appreciated your effort, that was made all the more obvious as his hands pushed open your robe. More exposed flesh on display he took the opportunity and one of the blades of his glove dragged over that strip of exposed skin between the lace edge of the bottom of your bustier and the top of your garter belt. You weren’t sure whether to lean in or pull away, the touch was featherlight, and it didn’t break the skin, but fuck, you wanted him to.

You wanted him to do what he did best, overwhelm you in every single way possible, pleasure and pain, doesn’t matter, you wanted it all.

You let him touch you. In whatever way he wished to, and you enjoyed it as always. Fingertips dragging over any exposed skin, pulling on straps and feeling the lace roughly, dipping in occasionally, teasing you with the threat of more.

What was his goal, agony or ecstasy? Always hard to tell with him, it could be either, or more usually, both, and you wouldn’t have minded whatever he provided. Your eyes had fallen closed, and you were simply enjoying feeling, and then you felt the drag of that blade over your thigh, and it drew a shuddering breath from you, the first cut of the night always was special, this one hurt, burned in a particularly delicious way.

It took a moment for you to realize, you felt the warmth and wetness soaking into your stocking, your eyes flying back open, gaze falling down and there it was. A hole in the red sheer material, matching the one in your skin. He cut you again as you watched, harsh inhale through your teeth, blood blooming, darker red staining the more candy apple colour of your lingerie and fuck you loved that sight almost as much as he did, something that changed in you definitely because of him.

He didn’t stop there. “You look like you want to say something.”

A singular blade dragged up and hooked into one of the straps of your garter belt, a pause, he looked up into your eyes, and you looked back. He moved again without breaking eye contact, he cut and severed the thin red strap that helped hold your stocking up in two. From that small motion you let out a quiet sound of protest and looked down, hand finding the split strap and feeling it, examining it with a small frown, he didn’t stop. Dragging the blades back up, thin lines cut again, splitting apart the delicate sheer material and lace as he went.

You did want to say something. You spent good money on this, and he was ruining it, you hadn’t even had it for a full day, and it was decently expensive, yet here was he was shredding it without a single fucking care, but you knew better than to talk back to him most nights.

The next motion was quick, a sharp upward jerk of his hand and he made another cut, bigger, much bigger, nearly splitting the top in two, nicking you in the process. When one of those blades hooked into one of the straps on your shoulder you finally spoke up, unable to be silent any longer, what you said next might have been meaner than necessary. “What the fuck do you think you are doing, Freddy!?”

And then you were pushed into the nearby wall, back hitting the concrete so hard the wind is knocked out of you, his non-gloved hand on your throat, holding you in place firmly. His leg slots in between yours, and he leans in, closer than he has been all night.

"This is my present, isn't it?"

You struggled and when you did it put more pressure on your still clothed pussy, you were so wet you were sure you’d leave a stain on his pants, yet he pressed harder. He always made it so hard to think, and you choked out pathetically, "Ah, wha-what?"

He made you grind on him, his hand tightened on your throat, and he made sure you repeated the motion, dragging your almost exposed slit over him once more, and it made you moan. Fuck, you hadn't realized how excited you had gotten, just being around him had gotten to you terribly, you should have known better to be honest. Those blades had an awful habit of making you drip as soon as they touched you. He spoke again, so harshly as if you were an idiot, "You…”

The look he gave you was pointed, your brows furrow, your clit throbs and your hole leaks. He repeats himself before continuing his thought, slowly, “You are MY gift, aren't you?”

Fuck, that got to you too, the extra hard grind he forced you to do on the last word made it worse still. When he talked about owning you, flexing that more possessive side of himself, it made you weak. You nodded once, swallowing, he was holding you so tightly, breathing was a challenge, and you grit out the only reasonable, logical and true answer, "Ye-yes I am."

That damn smirk, he loosened his grip slightly, his thumb stroked over your skin, and he said oh so mockingly, "Then why are you-” He points to you with his sharp gloved pointer finger, close enough you are almost worried he’d run you through between your ribs,“-giving me-” he pointed back to himself before saying, “-shit about how I'm choosing to unwrap MY present?”

And he sliced through that strap on your shoulder, nicking you in the process again, deeper than before, you groaned.

His glove came up, and he licked the spilled blood from the blade, staring you down. You knew you couldn't fight him. This was his gift and he could do with it as he pleased, do with you as he pleased.

You conceded.

"I'm sorry. You're right Freddy." That got a laugh out of him as he hooked another blade in the remaining strap on your other shoulder and made you grind on his thigh once more, drawing another broken moan from you.

"Naturally." He was always right, wasn't he?

#Do-Over-December #DOD #BHF writing #Freddy Kruger x reader #slasher x reader #NEW AND IMPROVED #GET HYPED

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anonymous-chaotic-friend · 2 months

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Repost because I FORGOT HER FRECKLES! D:

I knew I was missing something!! I hate it when I realize too late I've forgotten something important, lol!

#art #digital art #artists on tumblr #digital aritst #original character #oc artist #drawing #my art #mlp art #mlp oc #mlp fim #mlp g4 #mlp #new and improved #reposted #freckles

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arbiterofthedead · 14 days

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Let's raise some hell, yes?

#New and Improved #Val 2.0

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emperorjoeychroma · 3 months

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🤩Let me just say the hotel looks incredible, remolded and at the same location🥹

#hazbin hotel #new and improved

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urapocolypticcrush · 5 months

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hello :)

*currently kinda inactive

this is me changing my intro post AGAIN cause im too indecisive

about me: 💞

my name is rose (she/her)!!!!

i am a minor (but i promise im not like 13)

i crave academic validation

im the biggest people pleaser ever

im totally awesome

im very normal about things like little women, pjo and taylor swift

idk what im doing half the time and i do everything for the plot

oki doki then!

things i like: 🩷

the sea, summer, rain, flowers, the smell of vanilla, coffee dates, my own music taste, my best friend, being lazy, eating pizza, playing piano for fun, romance films from the 2000s, books, art classes, hugs and laughing really loudly

things i HATE: ‼️

being a people pleaser, feeling left out, feeling guilty, being cold, how dark it is in winter, plane rides in the middle of the night, having to talk about feelings, bugs, people who hate on taylor swift and studying

can u tell i overshare????

ANYWHOO now for the best part....

☆ my fav artists - taylor swift (OBVIOUSLY), maisie peters (underrated icon), conan gray (ily), baby queen (SO TALENTED SO UNDERRATED), olivia rodrigo, sabrina carpenter, billie eilish, lorde!! ALSO kpop - bts, skz, itzy, gidle (not a HUGE fan but a BIG BIG one!)

☆ my fav shows/tv/movies - heartstopper, do revenge, tsitp, to all the boys ive loved before, heartbreak high, derry girls, get even, 10 things i hate about you, little women, anne with an e, never have i ever, the adam project and many many more

☆ my fav books!! - pjo, hoo & toa, skulduggery pleasant, agggtm, ruby redfort, anything by lynn painter, anything by joya goffney, all books in the osemanverse, sarah crossan books, the inheritance games, carry on by rainbow rowell, little women, anne of green gables and LOADS more

heheh that was fun!! (i def forgot tons of things but itll be fine)

currently obsessed with: greta gerwig’s little women and the percy jackson tv show!!

best books ive read this (2023) year: excuse me while i ugly cry - joya goffney, clean - juno dawson, ace of spades - faridah àbíké-íyímídé, bttm - lynn painter, on the come up - angie thomas and five survive - holly jackson!!!

currently reading 📚 - nothing cause of school :(

currently watching 📺 - true beauty :)

currently listening to 🎧 - lots of billie eilish and baby queen recently <3

i wont accept ANY discrimination of ANY kind towards ANYONE. so yeah be nice and this blog is safe for anyone and everyone <3

i THINK im done now but i would also like to add that i would LOVE to be friends so feel free to follow me if you want!! (or dont!!) and to all my mutuals - ily youre the best 🤭💞💐

#intro post #new and improved #<3 #idk how i feel about this

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absentia-if · 10 months

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The Mother

Name: Elizabeth “Eliza” Rosalie ——— (née Adler)

Age: 54

Birthday: October 18th (Libra)

Occupation: Neurosurgeon at Steele-Sloan Memorial Hospital.

Physical Description: Eliza stands at around 5’8” with piercingly intelligent cognac brown eyes. Her darkly hued golden brown hair falls in soft curls down to the middle of her back, but the strands are normally seen within either a refined updo or a low ponytail. She’s elegantly boned, almost delicate, with an air of grace that follows her around everywhere she goes.

Personality: Highly intelligent, fiercely loyal, and with a sharp tongue, Eliza isn’t a woman you’d want to get on the bad side of. However, she’s an extremely loving/compassionate/gentle individual that cares endlessly for the people that she believes have earned it/deserve it. Consistently putting their needs above her own, however unfortunate that may be, Eliza would do anything for the people she loves.

#absentia #eliza #character sheets #new and improved

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devilbunzz · 1 year

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tapeworm swag

#furry #tapeworm #art #my art #devilbunzz art #new and improved

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lady--katie · 28 days

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thank you for choosing ladyworld airlines and welcome to planet bass ✈️💫

after sitting on this idea for a YEAR, i finally finished it!! so... what if planet bass was shaped like a bass?!

this is what i think it would look like

(this piece was inspired by twrp and bern foster’s work on the planet bass song and poster, respectively.)

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negativ3cr33p · 8 months

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#I LOVE THIS #JACAI #art #artwork #fanart #traditional art #house md #house md fanart #greg house #gregory house #I call this my school-doodle style #new and improved

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vaimetanyx · 5 months

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Much later than I thought it'd be done, it's Stygius v2! Not absolutely perfect, but much better than my first attempt

(Full process under the cut)

[Skull pauldron] [Belt] [Greaves] [Toga + sash] [Wig + Laurels] [Armbands] [Flaming feet] [Satyr Sack] [Stygius v1] [Stygius v2] [Nectar]

For Stygius v2 I kept the blade the same, and used the same base pattern as v1 - the main change was the hilt, which I made shorter and adjusted the skull and pommel accordingly. To reduce the hilt diameter I also used some sort of shrink rubber (that I believe is meant to be used for electrical work) instead of covering the PVC pipe with foam like I did with v1

From there the process was much the same - cut away most of the bevel for the edges, then sand down to a smooth finish. I used a hand sander immediately instead of trying to get an even edge with a dremel, but even then I had some issues and decided to do the whole edge with foam clay for the smoothest finish

Before that though, I got to work on the pommel and skull! I used the same process for the resin gem at the end, but hated the colour so decided I would paint over it this time. I also made sure to pack the aluminum foil extra tightly when crafting the skull so it wouldn't have the slight give that Stygius v1 has, and caused a few minor cracks in the finish. The actual pommel was designed to be much shorter and with a smoother curve, though I was kinda making it up as I went to once again it became an area I had to fill with foam clay

Foam clay my beloved <3

After cleaning up the blade edges with foam clay and letting it set I could get started on the leaves. I used the same process as v1, though I changed the placement slightly and added a few on the sides. I also wasn't super happy with how easily the runes got lost on v1, so I cut the patterns into the foam instead of pressing them in for v2.

I used flexbond to prime the foam this time since plastidip is expensive and I have terrible luck with aerosols, especially since I don't have a dedicated spraying area and Australian spring and summer weather is all over the place which makes for a terrible outdoor spraying experience. That being said, I did use a base spray paint coat of ivory to get the sword a uniform colour before painting the colours and details

...by hand. all of it. Each colour needed a minimum of 3 coats

Then the only thing left was to spray the clear protective coats! Matte for the hilt and skull, gloss for the blade and pommel

While the edge isn't perfect and I would have liked the gem to be more glossy, I'm incredibly happy with how v2 turned out, and v1 now gets to live out its retirement sitting over my window watching over my room

#my cosplay #cosplay process #hades game #zagreus cosplay #cosplay props #stygius #NEW AND IMPROVED #I had a year to remake this but still only got it done the week before the con why am I like this

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