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the-cinnaminion · 2 years
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Hate to see you leave, but love watching you go.😏
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ffladieszine · 8 months
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🎉 Happy Birthday to the luminous Lunafreya from FFXV! 🌙✨ Your grace, strength, and unwavering spirit continue to inspire us. May your day be as radiant as your legacy. 🎂🎈
Thank you to lead artist @thecinnaminion for this gorgeous Luna. 😍
Don't forget, our Interest Check launches this Friday, Sept. 8! See you soon. 🪷
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tifazine · 4 years
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🌟[contributor spotlight] ✨ THAR 🐬
Visit their social media for more beautiful artwork! We are so grateful to have them in our zine. 💙
👉 PREORDERS ARE OPEN HERE  👈
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I had to write this because of the wonderful tweet and this music to go with! It’s a very small fic but I hope you like it -- dad!Cor, smol!Prompto, and a chocobo soft toy -- I call it -- just us.
Blink, breath, and he’s fairly sure he’s somewhere on the road to being -- aware, at least, of the world around him and the shift of the wind that soughs in through the open windows. The faint faint scent of rain-clouds on the move, and the must of the night-blooming flowers that hang in thick clusters from the neighbors’ walls and roof, and the hint of salt on the daybreak that means -- he’d better get his meditation in, now, while the sun hasn’t even so much as thrown up its first veils of dawn, along the eastern horizon.
Now, before he has to divide his attention between the things he puts up with, and the things he wants to be present for, in the moment of their happening, in the moment of their unfolding.
Which is why he’s grateful, in his quiet way, when he slows down as he approaches the door near his own, open and spilling out shrouds of muted golden light, and the oversized shadows of five-pointed stars.
Slows down enough to hear a yawn, and a familiar chewing noise and then --
“Book? Boco book?”
Small voice. Small spark. Small hopeful entirely one-sided. One voice for the two parts.
“Kweh? Yes? Boco, look!”
It’s -- soothing enough that he bites back the obvious questions, bites back the obvious worries. At least he’s not listening to the labored gasps of a bad awakening. The building breathless wails after a nightmare.
He can worry about sleeping later, worry about the world later, because he’s too busy being caught and pinned on that small whistle of a voice, the struggle to get the words out right, out loud.
So he stops in the door, only just. Takes in the scene and immediately wants to smile, because:
Tumbledown falling hair, hopelessly mussed by pillows and turning over in sleep. Spikes and tufts and cowlicks, and stray strands framing bright bright eyes. A smile that rivals the lamp’s cheerfully embroidered lampshade, and soft star-shaped hands on the move.
One to steady the small blob of yellow, lopsided, black-beady-eyed, so it looks like it’s turning to the book on the small flat pillow.
He knows from personal experience how this little boy likes to sit, compactly, heels under his diapered bottom, and there are only a few people who are allowed to tease him about the fact that the boy sits in imitation of him, when he happens to be meditating.
So the small flat pillow serves as a table to read on, a perch for a familiar board-book, and the shades of yellow on the pages. Yellow feathers, yellow wings, yellow blobs of stylized flight, and the voice of the little boy, pointing them out to the soft toy at his side.
“Big bird, small bird, look Boco look. Family!”
He covers the laugh when the little boy pouts, tilts his head at the book and then at his toy. “Boco’s family. Right? Boco small?”
He doesn’t know what kind of communication the boy has with his toy, but it must be the right kind, because the boy pulls the plush bird into his arms and squeezes tightly, and goes back to reading.
Page, turning, and voice, rising. Pointing out the words in the book -- the ones that he understands, the ones that he can’t quite say properly. The sounds he makes for the toy, little “kweh” sounds halfway to huffs of small giggling.
After he turns the last page, the boy sets the book aside very gently, and chews on his knuckles, and says, “Boco’s family. Me and Cor. No wings. But Boco’s family. Small family.”
That’s his cue, he thinks. “Small family?”
He’s still gentle, when he comes in, and when he stops short of the bed. “May I sit?”
“Cor!” And the boy holds his hands out to him -- holds one of the soft toy’s wings out to him, too, since he doesn’t seem inclined to let go of it. “Hi!”
“Hello Prompto,” he says, “hello Boco. You’re both up early.”
“Book,” is Prompto’s entire reply, as if that were a compelling reason, and Cor laughs softly and kisses him on the head because if this is the first thing his son learns from him, then -- he’ll take it. He’ll be pleased with it. “Wanted reading.”
And: “Cor, Boco’s family? Cor and Prom?”
“Don’t know,” but he smiles a little as he says it, so Prompto knows he’s teasing. “I don’t have wings,” and he jiggles the soft toy’s other wing to demonstrate. “I don’t think you do, either.”
The pout he gets is the full-on pleading version, lower lip pushed out all the way. “Cor.”
“And Boco doesn’t have freckles,” and he taps over Prompto’s forehead with his little finger. “You have these all over.”
“Your,” and Prompto pokes at his cheek, in return, just above the correct spot.
“Say yours,” he says, gently correcting. “And yes. Mine. Boco doesn’t have that.”
“Family,” Prompto says, after a moment, insisting in his own small way. “’Get’er.”
“That’s right,” and he means it, and he maybe can forego the meditation out in the garden, if he can replace it with this: Prompto climbing into his lap with his soft toy. Teaching Prompto how to say the word together.
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arcadialedger · 3 years
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Favorite Sailor Moon Fanart
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Top by @silverjow on Twitter, bottom by @thecinnaminion on Twitter.
I just love these pieces— both different interpretations of Sailor Moon from the “Redraw Sailor Moon” challenge! She looks beautiful in all these different versions, and anyone can be a Sailor Scout.
Bonus Piece:
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By @xelalanana on Twitter and here on Tumblr. I’d love to see some more #RedrawSailorMoon!
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fulcrum-agent · 4 years
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the-cinnaminion · 6 months
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Why live in reality when the stories in your head are so much cooler? Delulu Cloud says if you believe it, think it, it will come trueeeee.
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Delulu Sephiroth, on the other hand, says summoning a meteor to destroy a planet is a perfectly reasonable way to cope with your feelings.
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the-cinnaminion · 1 year
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He's such a pouty lil bby in CCR! I couldn't resist drawing those fat cheeks! Wonder what Zack said to him!
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the-cinnaminion · 1 year
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"My honour...My dreams... They're yours now."
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the-cinnaminion · 2 years
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A Tower, A Promise.
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the-cinnaminion · 2 years
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"Tell me you see me...that you hear me..." 💔
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the-cinnaminion · 1 year
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"You're searching, aren't you Cloud?"
One of my favourite scenes that takes place in the original game. The gentle and patient way Tifa helps piece Cloud together after he suffers a breakdown always touches my heart. She's truly such a lovely character. And it was nice to see the real Cloud after that... That shy Nibelheim boy. ♥️ Hope you like this piece!!
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the-cinnaminion · 2 years
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I had a blast drawing so many versions of Aerith in this challenge! ❤️🎀💐✨ Thank you, each and everyone of you for joining me on this fun little journey!! I hope you enjoyed it as much as I have! 😘 No.2 and 5 are definitely my favourites, which one's yours? :3
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the-cinnaminion · 1 year
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Me too, Hojo. :^)
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the-cinnaminion · 1 year
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Some of my most recent Cloti art! Everything about them makes me so happy, and I hope we get to see more development in their relationship come pt2. 
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the-cinnaminion · 2 years
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Nibelheim Tifa!🥺 A tiiiny preview for a new painting! 🌼✨
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