She / They || Demisexual / Panromantic || Born: 1992 || Certified morosexual from the Steppe || WoLstinien Shipper Extraordinaire || Crystal -> Coeurl || 7.4 Spoilers || Blog avatar done by milf_0243 on Twitter
Hello! Welcome to my main blog that feels more like a side blog. Oops!
This is here solely to fuel my brain rot hours. Whether it's through gpose, drawing it, posting commissions I've bought, writing it out, or engaging in filling out questions via any one of the aforementioned means (sans commissions), I will be Completely Normalâ„¢ about my blorbos and my ship here.
Born 1992; easier to let people do the math from there rather than constantly update how old I am every year I get older. As for the person behind the blog, I'm genderfluid, demisexual / demiromantic myself. I'm a childhood cancer survivor -> leukemia (Type ALL), though still have to deal with the fallout from that (hip and shoulder replacements as a result from medication).
Thanks for being an audience to one: my blorbo dump site, and two: my demisexual / panromantic ship hell hole named Cinnamon Ship (Estinien + Nomin = Estinomin = Cinnamon). Nomin is a demigirl, and I headcanon Estinien as being demisexual / demiromantic.
Other Blogs ->
@primamchorus -> Pseudo main blog for FFXIV, FFXV, and Infinity Nikki (maybe other games, too, on occasion)
@freejayfly -> Personal blog
@lost-coin -> Character blog for Jaydin Byrd
@kotokage -> Character blog for Manaka Shimizu
@speckledwing -> Art blog
@starlightinitiative -> Starlight Initiative event blog
@estiniensays -> Estinien quotes blog (ran on a queue)
@azure-estinien-varlineau -> Estinien appreciation blog
i'm taking now and july off socmed. the difference this time is that i've been toying with the idea of actually just leaving socmed completely with very sparse visits (in order to at least run and moderate things like gifts of eos and the starlight initiative).
so if i don't really come back by the time august 1st rolls around, that's just because i finally decided that it's more worth it to me and my mental well being to just stay away.
happy birthday to @feistierermine! uh! so, your prompt may have gotten away from me just a little bit. or maybe it dug really deep. and maybe it's a bit much? but a the same time, it was said that we could answer this anyway we saw fit.
ultimately, the answer i have is: camaraderie and friendship. having a rich life filled with people who enrich it even further is worth living for. people who help you through your lowest lows and cheer for you during your highest highs. people that you're happy to do the same for.
a lonely feeling life is so...painful. isolating. there's so much about life that is made better when you can share it with others. when you remember you have shared it with others and still can. and in a weird way, this is...also somewhat of a thank you for reaching out to me when i felt like i was drowning.
and even should the darkness continue to grow / so long as i have you to love and to hold / the spark we make will light our way / so that we might see the dawn of a new day
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happy nameday to @zylphiacrowley! i hope that it's a good day for you! i'd been turning around some ideas for some of my characters for the prompt, and i just really liked the idea of prim getting a chance to learn a dance that she and her love get to have fun with putting into practice with each other. importantly, they're both having fun with it because they've never really gotten the chance to dance with one another before.
"... We can't rely on you magic the entire night..."
"... I know."
"I can get some firewood. You need your rest."
"So do you."
"... Yeah, well...rest won't matter if we're both sittin' ducks for the daemons."
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happy nameday to @myreia! i hope the day treats you well, and that you're able to have all the best treats, rest, and relaxation. prim's almost always using her ice magic whenever i tend to draw or pose her in combat, but she's fully capable of using others! in this case, she's providing some warmth during a visit back to garlemald niflheim's ueltham region. \ o w o / hope you don't mind me mixing some ffxv with xiv! if i recall, you're also an xv fan! :D
apologies for the delay, @sayonaramidnight! aside from doing some looking into kupala night, i've been having a bit of a tech issue these last few days. which...included also fretting over my mods and having to sort through all my reshade presets again. but! better late than never, yeah? :'>
i hope that you had a wonderful birthday filled with good things, and thank you for your prompt and theme for your birthday gpose! i learned something new! were it not for it, i'd still never even know about kupala night!
"To crown the King of Light is the calling of the Crystal. Only the True King anointed by the Crystal can purge our star from its scourge."
-Young Lunafreya to Noctis
The star teeters on the brink of being under the iron grasp of the Niflheim Empire's conquest. Since the rise of the Niflheim forces, so too has the rise of the daemon threat when night falls grown. Such a prophecy is known and held close to those who wish to see it fulfilled, and to that end, the prophecy must come to fruition lest Eos succumbs to a night everlasting.
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Sleepless Nobility :: Introduction to the Nobles
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Prologue :: Tales of Loss
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The Bonds of Brotherhood :: The Start of a Journey
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A Sky of Ruin Foretold :: The Fall of Insomnia
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Power of Astrals :: Following Destiny
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Fading Lights :: The Trail Into Gralea
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World Without a King :: The World of Ruin
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Ten Years of Darkness :: Fate of the Star
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Stories From Eos :: Mini Stories
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A Web of Lies Born from Love :: The Story of Prompto
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Dossiers :: Information Closely Kept
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Holidays of Eos :: Celebrations Thereof (Specials)
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Quicksilver Dancers :: Primam x Prompto Collection
I've noticed that in the back of my mind as I play through msq on my characters, I always have associated elements for each of them which colors how they interact with their jobs and the world. And I was curious if this is something others do as well.
If so (or even if not) what elements do you associate with your characters?
I tend to assign 3 to each character. 2 on the usual spectrum, and astral or umbral.
For example, my mains would be;
Ki'to - Ice, Levin, and Umbral
U'lohi - Fire, Earth, and Umbral
Jaha'to - Levin, Earth, and Umbral
Florian - Wind, Water, and Astral
I'm just super curious at this point. Please, ramble in the reblogs, tags, or comments if you'd like!
23: "It's just a kiss, what's the big deal?" (Nomin/Estinien)
12: "You kissed me! You kissed me, how's that not a big deal?" (Prim/Prompto)
Not sure if you're still open to do this, but... for the kiss prompts! Feel free to pick either one, or do both if you want to, no pressure (inspirations can be fickle, totally understandable) :D
hihi yiuno (wait, do i call you that, or do i call you 'rei'? sdfsdf i know that your display name on discord is the hiragana for 'yiuno', so i'm not sure!). thank you for this ask, though! i do appreciate it! i'm honestly always open for any asks that i've ever reblogged LOL in some cases, pending how old they are, it's probably best to mention which ask list it is, or link it (this one is an exception because i absolutely know which one it is since it's fresher).
i actually did the prim/prompto one for that very prompt here! it's a versus 13 au of them, so they're both their worst selves, to be honest. :'D i couldn't think of anything else for them that would have fit that prompt, but their versus 13 versions had excellent ground to work with for it! all things considered that i'd written before!
in any case, here is some digimon au cinnamon! because i can really only imagine this iteration of them being this flustered or goofy with that prompt.
kiss prompts
word count: 945
Gestures of kindness or closeness shared between Nomin and Estinien were not uncommon, per se. However, there was this routine to them — a familiarity. Something that was rooted in simple shoulder bumps, or leaning against one another to share in their closeness with each other, or even sharing little finger foods. There was nothing like kissing or holding hands — those were reserved for other such relationships.
Not them. Surely.
So when a night came where Estinien leaned in and pressed his lips against the side of Nomin's head, she found herself speechless. Where words failed Nomin, Teiamon was quick to flutter up, a deep gasp sucked in to an extent that it made her puff up just like a puffer fish. Wings beat to a point of mussing up Nomin's hair, and to where she had to grab Teiamon in order hold her like one would hold a fussy kitten.
"Esti kissed you! Esti kissed you!" Teiamon exclaimed, wiggling restlessly within Nomin's grasp.
"… It was just a simple peck. A friendly one. What's the big deal?" Estinien asked, pulling up the collar of his hoodie to hide the bottom half of his face as he pointed his gaze elsewhere while a bloom of pink flooded his cheeks. In the past, Gonetomon would be somewhere, huffing in amusement or annoyance — or both in equal measure — at Teiamon's antics. Now, however, between both Nomin and Estinien? Well…Gonetomon had taken his leave; his time at Estinien's side had come to an end now that Estinien had been making an assured way into adulthood.
Still, his and Nomin's relationship had been…changing since Gonetomon left. Nothing that Nomin was opposed of, certainly. She reciprocated the advances Estinien made. For the most part. Most of the time, she just assumed that their friendship had been evolving toward things that just seemed…like additional modes of care? Picking loose hairs off of each other's clothes or even helping to straighten them out. Thumbing or wiping away some loose food off each other's faces. Stuff that just showed you merely cared in a way that also showed closeness!
The kiss, even though it really was just a peck, was new. Maybe Teiamon was overreacting. Maybe she was justified! All Nomin knew was that her mind was racing with the implications. Sure, Estinien was half-French, half-Welsh — maybe it was genuinely something he had kept from the French side of his family. But…was that not a greeting or a departing gesture?
Nomin, with loosened locks around her face, blew them from her vision as best she could. They refused such folly, and that was when Estinien gave a silent sigh to help fix her hair in that moment. Again, a gesture to show he cared about her. Though…Nomin had to wonder if there was certainly something more there? Maybe?
She did not find herself recoiling from this idea. Not after…everything.
Estinien had seen her at her lowest and at some of her worst. He had been there through her chemotherapy and physical therapy. Where he could, at any rate. They were just teenagers back then, but he made the time and put out the effort to make sure Nomin had someone who was there for her as she battled cancer when it seemed like all of her own Digidestined friends were off doing their own things — preparing for their own futures.
… And…that was why Teiamon stayed, why she could not just go. Nomin's future was uncertain. Rather, Nomin was regarding her future with uncertainty for all the ways cancer had marred her plans and aspirations for what she wanted to do when she grew up. Opportunities felt wrested from her grasp.
"I…didn't mind it…" Nomin finally said after Teiamon had calmed down a bit, and after Estinien had removed the wispy veil of hair from her face.
Wiggling again, Teiamon tilted her head up to look at Nomin. She giggled, and a teasing lilt laced her next words: "You want Esti to kiss you again, huh?"
"I-I didn't say that!" Nomin stammered, shaking Teiamon in her hands — not rough, but not gently, either.
With a mildly amused scoff, Estinien rubbed the back of his neck. He was awful with his words at times, and it was here where they pulled back into his throat rather than wanting to come out in their entirety. Knowing that she was amenable to such an act, however, did fill Estinien with this warming relief that spread from his heart to the rest of his body. It was enough to give him the courage to lean back in and press another kiss upon Nomin's forehead once Teiamon had been lowered enough to not harm her in this renewed gesture.
Nomin's breath caught in her throat then, and she kept her gaze fixed on the zipper of Estinien's hoodie while her grasp loosened on Teiamon. A smile tugged at Nomin's lips, and she lifted curled fingers up to her mouth. Teiamon had taken to hovering close by, giggling and cooing over them — of course she would have happily been flitting about making such approving noises at them. Even before now, Nomin had poked at Teiamon for being hers and Estinien's biggest 'shipper', even if it was, at the time, awkward.
Now, though…?
Well, now, it seemed like maybe…maybe that was what Nomin wanted in her future. Estinien had been with her this long. What was several years longer? What was a lifetime longer?
Those were now questions Nomin entertained as she leaned into Estinien, finding it within herself to wrap her arms around him in a hug to be all that much closer.
i didn't mention it last night to anyone but my friend in a call while we were doing pilgrim's traverse, but...thankfully...the ffxiv and hard drive situation is not...terrible. at least not as terrible as i thought it was overall. like! it still needs to be replaced! that hasn't changed. however, when it concerns ffxiv and my mods, i did manage to get everything moved, and because my partner had incredible foresight, they had already installed ffxiv onto my ssd, and so i didn't have to worry about the reinstallation aspect of it.
the other relieving aspect is that once i had all my penumbra mods reinstalled after moving that folder and what i could of them over, my mod profiles were carried over. one of the biggest things that was really frustrating me was the idea i'd have to sit and sort through all of it on each different character and alt, but...thankfully not! i do have to put all of them back into their designated folders in penumbra to organize them, though. so...will drag my feet on that lmao
"No goodnight kiss for me?" for Nomin and Estinien? :D
hihi, janzoo! TT u TT sorry for the delay on this one. it'd been really hard to get back into the driver's seat for nomin and estinien for a little bit there! but i think this ended up coming out okay? maybe! in any case, i hope that today treats you well! thank you so much for the prompt ask!
kiss prompts
word count: 1,788
Navigating the waters of being in a relationship hidden away from the others was…interesting. It was interesting to Nomin whenever she and Estinien stole away for the quiet hours of the night to merely spend time in each other's presence. Had she told herself in the past that this was where the two of them would be, her younger self would have baked in laughter at the absurdity of the claim.
But now, it was far from being absurd. The most absurd thing for Nomin now was imagining her life without Estinien in it in any capacity.
"What is it?" Estinien asked when they had paused upon the bridge that overlooked one of the rivers that ran out into the Scholar's Harbor. His attention was set upon Nomin, this quiet curiosity only an apparition in the way he looked at her.
Nomin drew her hands behind her back and paced in large steps toward and then past Estinien. Then she turned on her heel and looked at him. In return, there was this prying sense about her.
"Words dance behind those lips of yours. Speak." It was a gentle demand from Estinien, but a demand nonetheless.
A chuckle bubbled from Nomin, muffled by still yet closed lips. Estinien's steely gaze narrowed.
"… It's nothing of import," Nomin replied, walking up to Estinien and moving her hands back to her sides. Tentatively, she reached up and rested her fingertips upon his forearm. "Merely…thinking. About us. Now that the star is no longer under the threat of the Final Days, and we…"
Nomin trailed off after a moment, her fingers dropping slowly from Estinien's arm. There were no lies that were shared between them the night before they took to the stars and beyond — only a discussion of passion shared between the heat of their bodies. However, now that they were both there — alive after everything — there was the question of where they would go from there. These were new waters to navigate, and they may have started tumultuous, but now there was this…calm. It was calm, and there was uncertainty for what future laid ahead in their uncharted course.
"Sounds like it is a matter of import," Estinien commented, catching Nomin's hand in his gingerly. His thumb ran over the smooth scales that lined the back of her hand. "Are we to pretend it didn't happen? Move on now that the star may turn in peace?"
The tone of Estinien's voice just then as well as the tug of his aether upon Nomin's Echo made it clear that he was not a fan of that idea. He came up with it, though.
"Nothing of the sort." Nomin moved her hand to be laced with his. Lifting her gaze, Nomin's cyan limbal rings cut through the darkness when she flicked her eyes up at him. "I suppose this is new. That's all… I fear I've never found myself in this situation, nor have I ever really fantasized about such a life. But…what I told you then — about how I grew to love you? That was all true."
Nomin's hand slowly tightened.
"I suppose that unnerves me in some way. When I think about myself beyond the time that is now…I wish only to see it with you at my side. While I may have had that sentiment with others I've developed bonds with, none are in the way I think about it when it comes to how I imagine it with you," Nomin explained, closing some distance between the two of them to where they were now sharing in the gentle warmth they both exuded.
"'Tis much unlike you to be so shaken over something so…mundane," Estinien chuckled.
"And yet your aether tells me that you share in this sense of unease," Nomin teased, her smile widening a fraction. With a tiny scoff let out through her nose, Nomin bobbed her head to the side momentarily. "Despite that, I…find myself oddly comforted by that. To know that I am not the only one navigating such a new path in our lives."
A quieted grunt came out of Estinien, and he finally curled his fingers to grasp Nomin's hand in turn. In an uncharacteristically softened tone, Estinien responded: "Aye, well…'tis as I said before: there is nowhere I'd rather be than standing shoulder to shoulder with you."
A flush crept up the back of Nomin's neck and into her cheeks, and her tail flicked a couple of times behind her. To have heard it then felt grounding and gave Nomin a surge of courage to actually prevent Estinien from leaving after he had bared part of his heart out to her. Hearing it now made her feel like she could be blown away by the gentle breeze that sung soundlessly over the island colony.
"… And I, you…" Nomin returned, her voice just as soft.
Cricket song and the whisper of leaves being disturbed by the wind became their companion along with the gentle chorus of water babbling its way to the harbor. It was like this for a time, and Estinien's forehead slowly came down to rest against the top of Nomin's own as they simply basked in each other's presence. This quiet companionship was something they both sought out — not so much like this, but the two of them had simply shared space before in the past. Hells…they had even sought each other out, not that either of them voiced this, or even consciously really acknowledged it for what it was.
Then the moment was over. Estinien slowly removed himself from Nomin, only looming over her with this tender look in his gaze.
"… Shall I accompany you back to your quarters?" Estinien inquired.
"Not absconding to only The-Twelve-knows-where?" Nomin playfully poked back at him, her tail curling up ever so slightly at the tip.
"If you would prefer the aching cold of your bed, I could leave you to it." That was when a smirk tugged at Estinien's lips. He knew full well that Nomin despised the chill air — that much had been gleaned during their ventures throughout Coerthas and the Churning Mists together. His jest, however, earned this pout from Nomin, even if she could feel how his aether indicated he was not serious. At least not within that moment.
"I'd like your company," Nomin replied simply.
Estinien's head bobbed in a shallow nod. "Very well."
Their time was silent in the hours of the night they spent together going back to the Baldesion Annex to make use of the Andron. The scent of parchment and ink filled their nostrils upon entering, and while it had become something of a comforting smell to Nomin, she stuck close to Estinien to get a hint of this smell of pine (or was it cedar?) that seemed to stick to him ever since they had met in the Central Coerthas Highlands. Either way, when they took pause before the doors that led to what were effectively Nomin's chambers during their stay in Old Sharlayan, Nomin found herself pinching the sleeve of Estinien's shirt between her fingers.
"You…are going to stay…right?" Nomin quietly asked.
Estinien stayed silent for a time. Ever since the events of Ultima Thule, he knew that Nomin seemed to struggle with the idea of being left again. Left permanently. If the events of Ultima Thule played out another way, she would be here. On her own. Carrying only the memories of him. Him and everyone else. Or perhaps she would not be there to carry them at all, and Etheirys would be naught more than erased from the cosmos.
"As long as you require," Estinien finally confirmed. "Till your eyes have closed. Till you open them again on the morrow."
Nomin pushed the doors open with Estinien's reassurance, her hand at his sleeve moving to take his hand. Once inside and situated with their shoes off, Nomin took to sitting on the edge of the bed. Estinien joined her as soon as he had made sure the doors were locked. Though Nomin was tired, she leaned her head — her horn, mostly — against Estinien's shoulder, a contented sigh falling from her.
"Mm…seems you still need your rest…" It was an observation made. Though Nomin had been free of the care of Sharlayan's chirurgeons for a fortnight now, there were still aches and sores that wore her out if she was up and about for too long. Now was no exception.
A pout formed on Nomin's face, and she directed it upward at Estinien.
"… What? Upset I dare to show concern over your well being?" Again, Estinien offered a jest, and Nomin only rolled her eyes, shaking her head as a smile flickered across her lips.
"No…I was thinking…perhaps I'd be more amenable to rest if I were to get a goodnight kiss?" Nomin ended her statement in question.
Had Nomin not felt that flustered tug of aether to her Echo, the only tell that Estinien was flustered by this notion was the dusting of rose that fell across his cheeks and even traveled into the tips of his ears. Still, a smile forced its way onto his face before he shook his head. Lifting a hand, Estinien ran the back of his fingers across Nomin's horn, his blunted nails scraping across the hardened surface. "And here I was thinking you'd be more taken were I to engage in your auri way of affection."
Nomin's tail slowly curled closer to her body, the tip of it pointing upward when Estinien did this. Bouncing her leg to push away the sudden tingling sensation that flooded her, she huffed. "I am also keen on trying other ways of affection that you'd be familiar with."
Again, Estinien gave this brief and quiet laugh. His voice was soft yet again, "… Very well."
Reaching for Nomin's chin, Estinien gently cupped it and pointed her face toward him. He had the more difficult task of 'threading the needle' here for Nomin. However, if it was what she wanted, then it was what she would get. Her horns only gave Estinien an ilm or so on either side to press his lips to hers comfortably, but he still managed it. He managed it, and he made sure to give her a kiss that was tender. Hopefully it would have pleased her.
Estinien could feel Nomin's lips curve into a smile, and when he pulled away, he saw it in full. Just a happy, warm smile on Nomin's face — her eyes reflected it just as much.
"Good enough?" Estinien questioned.
"Mm…" Nomin nodded. "More than good enough. I believe I may finally rest easy this eve."
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okay okay okay...deep breath...it's not that bad. it's not that bad. it's only penumbra fucking up astronomically and disabling all your other mods. it's fine. it's fine. it's fine. but also, it's doing this with your hard drive that has all the mods gleefully, meaning i probably have to transfer all my files before it fucking decides it wants to corrupt itself, because it is on that path.
i just got off the phone with my step dad to see if he had any spare hard drives since he usually has a collection of spare parts. he said he'll just get a new one for me after i explained to him that my f drive is just having fits constantly and that it's been asking me to scan and repair it for a while since the beginning of this year. so...yay. o)--( grateful to my step dad for being the way he is when it comes to this stuff.
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okay okay okay...deep breath...it's not that bad. it's not that bad. it's only penumbra fucking up astronomically and disabling all your other mods. it's fine. it's fine. it's fine. but also, it's doing this with your hard drive that has all the mods gleefully, meaning i probably have to transfer all my files before it fucking decides it wants to corrupt itself, because it is on that path.
7 ⧽. is there a fic you wish you received feedback on, but didn't get any/much? this ask game is asking someone else to then give feedback on said fic, pretty pretty please!!!
hiii rhi! i hope that the day has treated you well so far! offering you warm hugs (or a nice refreshing drink and snack -- or both!) for how the year has been overall. TT u TT thank you so much for the ask! ♥♥
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fuck, i mean... my xv: reimagined series. there have been a number of days and weeks where i have to take a deep breath and remind myself that, yes, this is initially all done for myself, but man, the radio silence on a lot of it does get really disheartening. i debate a lot on just putting it on an indefinite hiatus until all of it has been written, or at least written to a point where i could even be comfortable with slowly getting them out once a week instead of once every two weeks like i have it now.
and, like, i love having discussions with people on some of the decisions i make, that the dev team made, or even having people bring up stuff maybe i never even considered before (or potentially even toyed with, coincidentally -- reading your 'immortal shield' and ardyn's reveal to caelan about magic was a big one i loved seeing in your work as i read through it because i had the same general line of thinking because it was just...too weird to not have that be the case). so i hate to think that people just kind of look at it and go, "this person is so far up their own ass with their ocs and headcanons" when, like, no, i'm open to a lot of different interpretations and even being swayed to other perceptions.
i love to yap. i love to yap about ffxv when presented the opportunity.
unfortunately, a lot of the comments i tend to get on ao3 are of the bot variety. typically the ones where they want to so benevolently draw for my fic. for a price. the price of being scammed. but i got a special one on saturday in german telling me my life is meaningless and i should kill myself. so like, you know. fun!
in any case, links: Ao3 // tumblr
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