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[messis-luna]

RWBY Rock AU Spicecream commissioned by @tempusumbra ft. @actualbampot‘s Cinder.

[lesbianeo]

39 :>

Get To Know Me Uncomfortably Well

39. Do you have any scars?

I have a few, actually

One on my back from a super small surgery (removing a lump of fat), a tiny one on my left middle finger (I cut myself by accident with some scissors when I was sharpening crayons at school-) and my forearms (totally my fault from breakdowns)

[snarkspawn]

Hello, I stumbled across your blog, and I love your art style. Have you made any tutorials or are there any you recommend? Thank you and happy new year. :)

Heyyy, thank you! And happy new year to you as well :D

I have a few tutorials/answered some of questions about my process and stuff like that, you can find all of those here. Other than that I don't really have any recommendations, but if you have any other specific questions I'm always happy to answer them

[scham-wcan]

Maybe this for Cinwin, and Winter being very uptight over Cinders wild air not being military standard? 😂

"Your hair keeps falling into your eyes, do you know that? Here, lemme just--" Once more this got longer than I thought it'd be, hope you enjoy!

In the span of time since the end of the war, it had become a point of, at least internal, concern for Winter that she still was dragging on with some less than civilian lifestyle artifacts; to put it bluntly. Needless to say, there were myriads of issues with barking requests and orders in mundane settings, performing a drill line in a line to reach her pre-ordered coffee first--which she only seemed to realize was a bad thing when Weiss informed her so far too late to amend.

Given, that was by far the easiest component of it all. Talking with run of the mill people, those who she had a sort of naturalized hegemony over, Winter could perform herself easily and still quite make do. It was those... others in her day and life which planted firm roadblocks toward any form of decorum or order her military standards would attempt to cow.

Most blatant, was the horrid new addition to their little Grimm clean up institution in old Atlas. The blithering, monologuing, and untrustworthy Cinder Fall--and of course, some devil who organized their schedules placed the pair of Winter and the Fall Maiden on scouting together in the chill of early morning.

"Grand," Winter had spat, crouched down over top of some rather dominating runes in the snow. "I make two manticore and something larger."

A sniveling scoff belted from behind the crouched Schnee, which only flattened her expression even more so. "You obviously cannot count," Winter rose and turned, eyeing down the smattering of blackened hair with Cinder's voice. "It is obviously a Goliath herd, Blödmann." Fighting to ignore the murmured insult, as if Cinder thought a Schnee wouldn't understand Atlesian, Winter was upon Cinder quickly.

"For the gods sakes." Winter hissed, hand delving into one of her uniform's pockets and producing a narrow line of string. "It is out of Huntress regulation to have your hair within a certain standard." The ball of blackened hair seemed to shift, whipped back and forth from the cold winds as well as Cinder's attention shifting onto her.

"And what of it. Schnee?" The moron was all Winter could surmise. Her hands may have moved to fast, they quickly out paced her mouth, perhaps she misjudged the space between the pair for Winter's hands had already risen to Cinder's jawline.

"Your hair keeps falling into your eyes, do you know that..." Winter hissed, growling in her militaristic tone as she had done with dozens of hopeful recruits in the past, dragging her hands backward from the now visible Cinder's face--parting a sea of hair as she revealed more and more of pale and broken skin.

"Here let me just-." Winter froze, though she had wished it had been from the cold, instead finding herself now being bored into by one gilded golden eye. A sharpened jawline, angular nose, cheeks subtle with not even a hint of the weather around them. Why was Winter's heart picking up pace as her hands folded Cinder's hair behind her head, haphazardly folding the matting of black into a tail.

When her hands dropped from the Maiden, it was with some unexplained hesitation, though she was quick to take a step quickly aside from Cinder. "Right. There, now you are up to regulation."

That small click at Cinder's lips, the roll of her eye, even the suave and even gate she took away and onward after the tracks, every bit of her served only to cause more lightning to spur inside of Winter's chest.

"Quit being so petulant." Cinder called out, her hair sashaying behind her in taunt toward Winter, going about four seconds before the Fall Maiden's hand tore the string from her hair. "And slow, Schnee." Cinder creased out, thankful her hair now once more hid her own slightly glowing cheeks.

The mottled look on Winter's face was fiercely replaced with a rebuking fervor. "Why you-." Winter stomped, "Wait for me at the least!" She belted, rushing forward through the chopped snow after her blackened partner.

[kdinjenzen]

I'm so sorry you've probably answered a million of these. What do you think of Cinder Fall in the show? She gets a lot of hate, but she's been my favourite since the beginning.

🥺

I actually can sympathize with Cinder a lot, I get where her anger, frustration, and passion for vengeance comes from.

Had someone actually cared about her as a kid she probably would have grown to become a great hero in Remnant.

But she didn’t have any of that.

And suffered endlessly.

And then Salem showed up and gave her “manipulative kindness”, which was as close to comfort as she has ever had.

Now she’s too far gone, but I get it… the world turned its back on Cinder and people like her, so she’s out to change the world to suit HER needs.

I like Cinder, and I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again… her, May, and Winter are all examples of “how a neglectful or abusive upbringing can effect someone.”

Those three are extremely similar, but because of WHO found them at their lowest points… it shifted their entire future.

Salem found Cinder.

Ironwood found Winter.

Robyn found May.

And we can actively see how that has changed them and their lives.

[izayoi-sakuya]

Wonderful piece of Sakuya I commissioned from @actualbampot. Thank you! :D

[hattersarts]

Do you reference your own hands when you draw them? Because I can't unsee long fingers in all your artwork now.

I do, yes! while i mostly draw without using them as direct reference now since i've learnt how to construct them, they're the building block still :')

[actualbampot]

... I don't think I've posted a picture of my mug online in like, half a decade.

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