I Really Wanted To Draw Xions New Outfit, I Hope They Give Namine One Too For The Next Game.

I really wanted to draw Xion´s new outfit, I hope they give Namine one too for the next game.

I feel like I have different art style when it comes to traditional vs digital tbh

I feel like Isa will get a keyblade before Naminé does.....

I’m at least 90% right

Look what I got! 😁 also Naminé is honestly one of my favorite characters and if Nomura doesn’t make her more prominent in the future I’m gonna flip

Some random contextless fanwriting

“So, get this,” Roxas’s voice dropped to a performative whisper, glancing over his shoulder while Xion and Namine leaned in to better hear him, “the little guy everyone calls ‘your majesty’? His name’s actually Mickey.”

There was a short pause as both girls registered the statement. “Yeah,” said Xion, bluntly. “Was…how was that a surprise to you?”

“Well, cause, like, you know, Lucky.” At the unanimous blank stares from his friends, Roxas sighed dramatically. “Lucky the Mouse. Like on the graffiti in Twilight Town? He was a huge thing for a while, people were selling t-shirts, someone started printing cereal boxes with him on it. That whole summer you couldn’t go a day without seeing Lucky somewhere.”

“I was in the mansion the whole time,” Namine said, as if in apology.

Xion shook her head. “I’ve seen the graffiti, but I don’t remember that at all.”

“The ice cream shop had a limited time deal with popsicles shaped like his head!” he said, getting a little bit exasperated now.

“Maybe that was from your time in the digital Twilight Town?” Namine offered.

“Was it?” Roxas furrowed his brow. “I don’t…maybe.”

“Mixing up your timelines, yeesh. Next time you’ll be telling us about skinny dipping with Hayner in Xemnas’s personal jacuzzi,” Xion said with a chuckle, reaching over to punch him lightly in the arm.

“Oh shut up,” he retorted, punching her back, “how did you know about Mickey anyway?”

Xion shrugged, still grinning. “After I ditched the Organization, I spent a couple of days hanging out with Riku.”

There was a few moments pause, Xion now the focus of two reciprocated stares. “And?” Roxas prompted.

“Well, he’s Riku’s dad–”

A loud yelp of surprised laughter bubbled out of Roxas before he clamped both hands over his mouth. The room fell completely silent for what felt like minutes.

“Xion,” Namine said, trying and failing to swallow a giggle, “when you say 'he’s Riku’s dad'–”

“He is!” Xion said indignantly.

Roxas slowly curled into the fetal position, snickering into his hands.

“H-how, do you figure?” asked Namine, her voice rising into a strained falsetto.

“I just,” Xion spluttered, searching for an explanation, “I saw the way they acted and I assumed–”

Roxas completely lost it, snorting with laughter, barely able to breathe as he rolled onto his side and pointed at Xion, blubbering out a string of nonsense words between howls of amusement. Namine wasn’t much better, though she was certainly more composed about the whole affair, her shoulders shaking as she echoed Roxas’s glee with her own. Xion glared at the both of them, arms crossed.

“No, no y-you’re right Xion,” Roxas finally managed to get out, his breathing labored and his eyes watering, “I do see the resemblance–”

Namine practically shrieked with laughter, leaning against Xion and giggling uncontrollably into her shoulder. Even Xion broke into a grin at that point, though she still flipped Roxas off continuously for the next five minutes.