Burning Queen

[the-stray-liger]

The bae I accidentally uploaded the wrong file OOPS

[xlthuathopec]

holy fucking fuck this is beautiful and amazing and wonderful and I love it so much jesus fuck how are you so talented

HOW WWWWW

[kumafromtaiwan]

Commission for Signal Flare

Yaaaaaaay bumblebeeeeeeee <3

[romans-art]

Sketch of historical Cinder Fall. Colour version in the works.

[mirzers]

RWBY Art Challenge Day 23/30 - Hot villain babe

Super late submission oops

[weissrabbit-deactivated20230919]

i’m not free, i asked forgiveness three times

same amount that I denied, i three time mvp’d this crime

[npc016]

There are times when I wonder if Jaune Arc is a Mary Sue.

Consider characters like Wesley Crusher (Star Trek) and Xander Harris (Buffy). It’s widely accepted that Wesley Crusher was a Mary Sue, while it has been said that Xander was based on Joss Whedon himself in...

[adamantred]

I’ll start to redraw cosplayers everytime I get hit by an artblock. It seems to be working so far, heh.

Today’s monochrome kind of day so

Original: the-cat-and-the-heiress

[romans-art]

what do you mean this isn’t what happened in that episode?

[kinzaibatsu91]

Ah yes,I did not expect she sews.

So my drawing about the Cinder doing dress up kinda has the truth behind it.

[donovan-drago-deactivated201706]

Emerald, Cinder, and Mercury by UrsaJr

[monarchofashes-blog]

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6: fingers kiss

Glynda Goodwitch was a severe woman, always had been, and Cinder could safely say she’d never seen the woman smile in the few months she spent at Beacon academy, despite one too many trips to detention and private talks about her bad behavior - not that Cinder had tried. No, she had better things to do, more important things than to tease the older woman, or joke until she managed to rip out a smile from her.

Still, smiles were never the aim in these things. 

It was the soft, quiet gasps and the reddened cheeks, and the hint of the woman’s composure slipping each time her lips ran along any inch of skin. For someone who seemed to made from metal, thick, hard to bend, it was too easy to get Glynda to kneel.

Fingers were a weak spot, and as Cinder wrapped her lips around one, tongue hot with the hint of her Aura flaring, she’d already decided to take full advantage of it, humming around it and earning yet another gasp from the woman before her.

She offered a flash of teeth as she grinned around the finger, biting the tip. Glynda had locked the door before the start of detention. She always did.

[kingofdiscipline-deactivated201]

Glynda wasn’t supposed to be the one gasping. It was her plotting that had gotten them alone. Her keys that locked them into the desolate classroom. Her fingers that gripped the smooth skin of Cinder’s chin and her crop pressed into Cinder’s neck. 

She was supposed to be the one in control. The Headmistress; older, smarter, and more powerful. Yet Cinder hadn’t even blinked when she had grabbed her. Instead she had dipped low, tongue sweeping over the pad of her thumb before she pulled it into her mouth, working it over and then switching to Glynda’s index finger. 

"Getting ahead of yourself, aren’t you?" She sighed out the question, a slight hitch entering her breathing when Cinder nipped. The crop slid along Cinder’s throat, pausing at the dip just above her collarbone until she brought it back up again, straight underneath her chin. "I didn’t say you could touch me." 

[monarchofashes-blog]

Cinder's eyebrows rose, and with a final lick along the pad of the professor's index finger, she retreated, the only hint that the weapon at her neck had any effect was a slight shiver in her form, "Too bad I'm already being punished, Professor." She nearly purred, a mocking smirk curling at her lips, "What's another offense on top of all the ones you got on me, hm?"

She leaned forward, despite Glynda's clear wish that she'd stay still, ignoring the press of the crop along her neck, "You'd think our scary Professor Goodwitch had more of a presence than that..." She murmured.

Truly, watching the woman crumble was more of a power trip than any of the thefts or murders, than any fear that had originated from the White Fang under her command.

[deardeerdork-deactivated2021051]

I am the flame that cannot be doused.

Warm up Cinder before I try to draw a fight scene.

[heisse-tastic]

Messy late night doodles :U thanks for suggesting xxxtwilightaxelxxx

[maniofmachine]

Cinder Fall in the volume two opening

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16: neck kiss

[monarchofashes-blog]

Cinder had, of course, been warned about team RWBY's little intermissions during Roman's assignments. The man had been livid, furious at having been stopped by a bunch of teenage girls, but the woman herself hadn't been too bothered - things could be fixed, new weaponry could be stolen, she was sure, and a better end could be found for those girls.

Really, the more she toyed with them, the less threatened she felt. Right now, sitting with the team's more quiet member, Blake Belladonna, she felt anything but intimidated by her. The girl twitched, her breath hitched each time Cinder inched close.

The library was empty, and honestly, Cinder didn't have time for homework.

"Hmmm, this is boring, don't you think?" She murmured, leaning to whisper in the girl's ear, not bothering to check their surroundings, Blake was sure to do it for her anyway, "Are you done with yours? I could just copy it, and we could do something more interesting..." She continued, tone low, warm breath tickling the girl's skin as the senior student tilted her head, pressing a warm kiss to Blake's neck.

[cinderfell]

excuse me

EXCUSE MEEE

[xekstrin]

#make out

[m-azing]

nother cinder 4 roman tho she’s such a classy art war buddy uvu