#sprinkling-magic

[lithefider]

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WELP sorry not sorry  <3

Yea I made and sewed gloves into the robe then airbrushed the black fade so it looked much like the movie as possible!  (I also painted the gloves to look hand-like as possible.  It works for photos at least, tho up close course you can tell they are gloves :'D)  The face prosthetics I improve on a little each time, the edges are still not perfect, in person you can see some of them.  Thank you again  u////u

I had on an airbrushed spandex top I made for the NYC photos, but at cons I plan to do open chest binding like I had at Zenkaikon from here on out (just was damn chilly in New York X3 Even with two pairs of tights and a shirt under the top I still was shivering.  I had a jacket on between locations. The spandex top has a collar of course high on my neck, which I admit to photoshopping out in the photos  :'D 

I...wow 

[lithefider]

Why... why are you perfect? It's not nice being that perfect, as if Pitch jumped out the movie or book and boom. Tis you! :> -Wiggle fingers at- I wish I had your skills~

;3; Wahhh this is a big compliment thank you  u///u  I try for that with all my cosplays!  That the character is brought to life, least for a little while.  c: 

And well, practice practice practice and pay attention to detail (and also find friends who have nice cameras / are good photographers!  A great cosplay is not much good to your records if you can’t show it off outside the con) is I can offer advice on!

[blackmagicmagician]

sprinkling-magic started following you

"Welcome to the graveyard..."

[northland-wonders]

North shuffled a few Yetis here and there, not noticing the others around him until he spun around.

"Oh. Hello everyone!" He laughed nervously. The workshop was nowhere near presentable as of yet. The Yetis still fighting over which walls to paint. At least the building was made now. "Please do excuse the mess, A lot has happened! Welcome to the Workshop!"

[hauntingtheshadows-blog]

Bad Things || Pitch & Sandy

He looked at the other, surprised by the last statement, he hadn’t been expecting something like that to come out of the guardian’s mouth. He chuckled, “I’m afraid the only one who’s going to do as they please…,” he smirked, and then quickly sent some nightmare sand at the Sandman, making it go around the other’s  neck to form a collar which was attached to a chain formed out of the same sand that Pitch held. He yanked at chain, forcing the man to come towards him. He placed a hand underneath the male’s chin and made him look up into his eyes, and finished saying the sentence which he had cut off earlier, “is me.”

[hauntingtheshadows-blog]

His hand only gestured a bit as he smirked lightly at the male, chuckling some as he twisted it into a sly smile. 'Lovely, I feel better being as tall as you. Easier to yank you close and do as I please.' He made sure to word it rather interesting, hoping to throw the male off some.

He looked at the other, surprised by the last statement, he hadn’t been expecting something like that to come out of the guardian’s mouth. He chuckled, “I’m afraid the only one who’s going to do as they please…,” he smirked, and then quickly sent some nightmare sand at the Sandman, making it go around the other’s  neck to form a collar which was attached to a chain formed out of the same sand that Pitch held. He yanked at chain, forcing the man to come towards him. He placed a hand underneath the male’s chin and made him look up into his eyes, and finished saying the sentence which he had cut off earlier, “is me.”

[hauntingtheshadows-blog]

He frowned a bit as he slowly uncovered his eyes, lowering his arms to his own sides as he smiled and silently chuckled. Walking around him as he looked the male in the eyes, not floating though for once.

He arched a brow, his gaze sweeping over the other, “Well, this is certainly a change. How does it feel to not be looked down upon, Sandy?” he asked with a grin.

[hauntingtheshadows-blog]

He grinned a bit as he felt the male tense up from his touch, chuckling quietly to himself as he felt he'd give it away easily by his small actions though kept going along with it. He blew on his neck a bit to show he wasn't going to reveal himself.

The breath tickled Pitch’s neck, and he scrunched up his neck, “Knock that off,” he hissed. This would seem like something that Frost would do, the child liked to play games, but the hands that covered his eyes were not ice cold. Who else would dare approach him like this? “You are very quiet, is your silence supposed to be a hint? I can only think of one who is so quiet, Sandman, is that you?”