#aa fantasy au

[eighteenthofoctober]

She was a fairy🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️

[simona-artista-artblog]

Obviously Miles can’t let just anyone look after his knight 😤 he’s gotta make sure the job is done Wright ;D … I’ll see myself out…

Dialogue

Phoenix “Really your Majesty! I don’t know how this happened!’

Miles “Hmmm…”

[rendevok]

Act II ~ The Challenge

A tapestry for chapter 2 of Let No One Sleep by @azalawa-scroggs on ao3

[aba-dog]

Narumitsu week day five: medieval/fantasy au

THAT ISEKAI AU IS STILL ALIVE OK AND SURE IT'S DAY SIX SO WHAT

A note for the ones who didn't read my og post about this au: Phoenix before dying and going to another world was married to Miles. He knows every way to reach to his heart ♥ and being forcefully engaged with him doesn't mean you cannot try to flirt your way around, right? 👀

[kukurubean]

do you love me yet? #studio_placious

[sometimes-lemons]

Nrmt week day 5: medieval/fantasy au (collab with @alt-pollo-justice )

[ralworm]

Here is my piece for the "Lawfully Wedded" @aaweddingzine!! I have an AU of a Queen Mia and her extremely devoted and loyal knight Lana, so was able to create this fantasy LanaMia wedding day <3

I'm so thankful for being chosen to participate in the zine, it was a such a blast and everything came out looking amazing (psst: there's leftover sales going on right now!) and I'm glad I can finally post this <3

[alexiafeyblogpost]

Rise From The Ashes 6/?

February 22 – District Prosecutor's Office, Underground Parking Lot

"(It seems that the investigation is still going...)" That's the first thing Alexia thinks about when she enters the parking lot.

Suddenly, they heard voices from somewhere.

"I have to be getting back to the shop..."

"I'm sorry... It looks like I'll be trapped in this pit ‘til the sun sleeps."

"Then I'll see you in my dreams tonight, honey."

Moments later, Angel Starr appears before them. "Oh! Still here?"

"We could say the same, Ms. Starr." Alexia says, crossing her arms.

"Oh? Didn't I mention it...? I have a boyfriend in Criminal Affairs." Angel says with a small smile.

"(What happened to the security guard! boyfriend?)" Alexia thinks disgusted.

"Hey!" It is heard before Marshall makes an appearance. "What's up, Bambinas? You’re looking like puppies who have lost their flock!"

"(Jake Marshall... A strange guy to put in charge of a crime scene.)" Alexia thinks, sighing tiredly. "(But I need to interact with him if we want to know anything about the case... So here we go...)"

"Would you mind reading this for me?" Alexia asks, taking out the letter of introduction.

Marshall looks at her intriguedly. "What is this? I warn you; my fans letters go straight to the spittoon!"

"It's a letter of introduction." Alexia says. "It's Detective Gumshoe's to be specific. Can we investigate?"

"Gumshoe...? Ah, that old cowdog?" Marshall murmurs, looking more closely at the letter, "Hmm... he is holding a birthday party or something?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Alexia says confused.

"Look here." Marshall says, pointing to the top of the paper.

The lawyer reads where they point out... and she was able to observe what the problem is. Where it should say "introduction" letter... it says "invitation". Alexia looks up, with an expression that screamed "I'm so sorry..."

"Don't worry. This proves that it's from Detective Gumshoe, better than any blood test could. I guess I'd better let you in." Marshall says nonchalantly.

"Thank you, Officer Marshall!" Ema thanks with a big smile.

"Well, folks." Marshall says gesturing around him. "The clues are calling! Welcome to our golden strike. Be like the settler! Set off for unknown lands! Manifest destiny! Let's have fun!"

As soon as he finishes saying that he runs away from there.

"This officer is really something else... and not in a good way." Alexia murmurs tiredly.

"Note to self: police investigations are like settling land." Ema murmurs as she writes in her booklet.

"(How useful are those notes, Kitten?)” Alexia thinks with a drop of sweat.

"Well, Miss Fey, now what?" Ema asks curiously.

"I'll say I won't need this anymore... yet, just in case of doubt, I will keep it..." Alexia mutters to herself, putting the letter back away. She looks up again to look around. "Where's the cowboy?"

“Did I hear my name, Bambina?" Says the aforementioned from behind her.

"AH!!" Alexia screams in fright. Before exclaiming, annoyed. "Don't appear like that out of nowhere!"

"Well? What do you need me for?" Marshall asks, intrigued.

"Could you tell us more about the victim?" Alexia asks, returning to her usual attitude.

Marshall begins to run a knife over his chin, as if he were shaving. “... Good men always die young. Remember that, Bambinas."

"Um... could you be a little more specific?" Ema asks confused.

"Bruce Goodman... He was a detective, right?" Alexia murmurs.

"Well, well, aren't you feisty puppies now?" Marshall says with a half-smile. "Detective Goodman was stabbed here at 17h15. ... The smiling Madonna told me the tale..."

“(I think he is referring to the witness, Mrs. Angel Starr.)” Alexia thinks, crossing her arms.

"A stab wound in the chest. A good job." Marshall adds, pulling out an envelope. "Here's the autopsy report."

Goodman's autopsy report was added to the court record.

"Was my sister involved with the victim in any way?" Ema asks fearfully.

Marshall shakes his head. "It's funny that you mention that, Bambina. Chief Prosecutor Skye and Detective Goodman... they had nothing in common."

"Nothing in common...?" Ema says surprised.

"They apparently worked together on a case a few years ago." Marshall comments.

"(So... there is no reason in sight...)” Alexia deduces with a small smile.

"Goodman was not a particularly talented detective. That's one of the reasons why he didn't work much with the Chief Prosecutor..." Marshall says playing with his knife.

Ema scratches her head with her pencil. "But Detective Gumshoe said my sister called the victim here on the day of the murder, right?" 

"Because that's what it looks like." The cowboy says. "Like calling an unarmed man to a shooting at noon."

"(God, I'm going to get lost in all this talk.)" Alexia thinks with a drop of sweat.

“I don't mean to offend, but... Officer Marshall, you're a patrolman, right?" Alexia says entering the conversation. "As far as I understand, only detectives and above are authorized to be here."

The man sighs heavily at that. "I was one of those detectives dressed in fancy shoes until two years ago, to tell you the truth."

Alexia is surprised by this new information. "Oh, really? (Now he tells me!)"

"But now you’re a patrolman. So how can you be in charge of a crime scene?" Ema questions.

"Nothing escapes you, right, Bambinas?" Marshall complements. "The truth is that there is no reason. We are short of hands at the moment. In the meantime, I'm keeping an eye out."

"That's strange. Detective Gumshoe said he had nothing to do... at least nothing important." Alexia says raising an eyebrow.

"He's just a sad old cowboy dog who can't find his tail. Maybe it's because he's hanging out with that Edgeworth, huh?" Marshall says before taking off his hat. "That cowboy dog was kicked out of this cattle run... by order of the Chief of Police. Just, he just doesn't realize it yet."

"(Detective Gumshoe, kicked out of the investigation!?)" Alexia thinks shocked.

"Well, bambinas. If those are all the questions you have for me, go inside the crime scene to see if you find something that we don't, although I doubt it very much." Marshall says, leaning to the side. "If you need me, I'll be on this side." And with that, the cowboy left, leaving the girls.

"Well, now that we have unlimited space, we need to look for some evidence around here." Alexia says with a half-smile.

"S-Sure!" Ema says determined.

Both girls spend a few seconds searching the right side of the parking lot to see if there's anything of value. As Alexia looks around, Ema finds an object just to the left of Edgeworth's car. It looks like someone's phone.

"Look, Miss Fey! I found this!" Ema says smiling, making Alexia turn to look at her.

Fey approaches and looks over Ema's shoulder at the device. "It looks like you found a cell phone."

"My scientific analysis concludes that this belonged to the victim! I can't think of anyone else it could belong to..." Ema says sure of her reasoning.

"That was not a conclusion drawn on the basis of a scientific analysis, but one drawn on the basis of the discarding of people..." Alexia murmurs with a drop of sweat. Ema ignores that comment.

"Should we check it out?" Ema asks, handing the cell phone to Alexia.

"Of course we should. As you yourself said, "Every object at the scene of the crime can become evidence," so it is better to do so." Alexia says, phone in hand.

The attorney gets serious and begins to examine the device. As far as she could see, there's no blood on this one, nor does it look like there's any fingerprint printed on this one. And with her external examination, she set out to see the content of it.

So, she presses a blue button that was on one of the sides of it, making the lid lift and able to see the screen. In which, a somewhat curious function is shown...

"It seems that the redial function is still active on the screen." Alexia mutters to herself. "Something that most recent mobile phones have to store incoming and outgoing calls."

"That's right, Ms. Fey. Simply press the blue loot to call back to the last number dialed." Ema says.

"I wonder who the owner of the phone called last..." Alexia murmurs thoughtfully.

"We can solve that mystery just by pressing the blue button." Ema says with a smile, taking the phone from Alexia’s hands and wanting to press the button.

"W-wait, Em-" Alexia tried to stop the scientist, but it was too late.

Suddenly, throughout the parking lot, something like a song was heard.

"Hey! I know that song!" Ema says surprised.

"Yes, but why did you press the redial button? And even more so here..." Alexia growls, patting her face.

"What's going on here?!" Marshall stomps over. "Did you just hit the redial button?"

"Yes... I'm sorry," Alexia says, throwing an annoyed look at Ema, who at least has the decency to look embarrassed.

"Whose phone is it? The victim’s?" asks Alexia, in an attempt to change the subject.

Marshall shakes his head. "No. That would be the sister of the youngest Bambina: Chief Prosecutor Skye."

"Wait, really?" Ema says surprised.

"(Don't you know what your sister's phone looks like?!)" Alexia thinks exasperated.

"Indeed. Apparently she dropped it when she was arrested, just after the crime." Marshall deduces approaching the girls. "Look... the last call was made just as the murder happened! It looks like she was about to call someone. Except, according to this, she only spoke for a few seconds."

"Who could she have called?" asks Ema intrigued.

"I have no idea. Sorry." Marshall replies before looking at Alexia. "Now I have a question for you. I heard a phone ring just now. Whose was it?"

Alexia had to start mumbling. "Oh, I'm sorry... it was mine."

That really surprises the cowboy. "What?! Your phone?!"

"Yes, it was a very strange thing! Someone called me just as we picked up the other phone. It was just a wrong number." Alexia bluffs.

The sheriff narrows his eyes. "You’d better not be lying... they shoot you for that in Texas, mate!"

"(Excellent. I've incited the anger of Trooper Lone Star.)" Alexia thinks, rolling her eyes. "(At least he didn't tell us to hand over the phone, so I'd better keep it.)"

"So, there's no connection between Detective Goodman and my sister!" Ema says with a small smile.

"Not so fast, bambina. There is still a goldmine of evidence against her. And tomorrow's prosecutor is none other than Edgeworth himself... I'm afraid your sister's fate is decided, Bambina. Many condolences." The man says as he takes off his hat.

Ema looks upset. "Officer Marshall, how can you say that? You and my sister, you were..."

Alexia raised an eyebrow, intrigued by what Ema said; "(What's that story?)", the lawyer wonders.

He puts his hat back on and sighs. "I apologize, bambina. Something must have affected me. Maybe it's that dry wind blowing in the Prospector's Office."

"(Dry wind or ill will, someone is up to something here... but who?)" Alexia wonders. But when she does not find an answer, she asks; "I have to assume that the one who causes that dryness in the wind is a prosecutor, specifically, Miles Edgeworth. Isn't it?"

Marshall nods in confirmation. "Suspicions about Mr. Edgeworth have been circulating for nearly two years."

"Falsified evidence and organization of testimony?" Alexia says, more with a confirmation than a question.

"That's right, bambina. He was unbeatable because he did everything necessary to win. Invincible, of course, until he met you and Phoenix Wright." Marshall replies.

"But the rumors are just... rumors, aren't they?" Ema asks. "You would think that prosecutors of all people would want to find evidence for all these claims!"

The cowboy shrugs. "If you follow the rumors about Edgeworth to their source, you'll find a person... but... they are off limits. Untouchable, you could say."

"A person? Who?" Ema asks intrigued.

"I hate to say this, kitten.." Alexia murmurs, causing Ema to turn to her. "But... most likely that person is your sister, Chief Prosecutor Lana Skye."

"What!? My sister...?!" Ema exclaims shocked. Marshall let out a small half-hearted laugh.

“For not looking much older than little Skye, you're pretty smart." Praise Marshall, to continue with; "Yes. Edgeworth couldn't steal all those cattle alone. Some people load their guns with bullets, others load them with "offers"."

"Are you saying that Mr. Edgeworth was making deals to win trials?" Ema murmurs listlessly.

"There is a saying that goes; "Where there's gunshots, there's bound to be bullets"." Marshall replies. "There's a big ol’ secret hidden around here somewhere. Everyone knows it."

"(I wish I didn't believe what he says, more for Phoenix than anything else. But it's something that shouldn't surprise me that it's true, considering who his mentor was...)” Alexia thinks, sighing dejectedly.

"Miss Fey?" Ema says.

"Yes, Kitten?" Alexia replies, looking at her out of the corner of her eye.

"Is that why they removed Detective Gumshoe from the case...? Did they attack him because he was the closest to Mr. Edgeworth?" Ema asks, her eyes downcast.

This question left Alexia paralyzed, because she didn't know what to answer that question... No... she did know what to answer, but she did not want to accept that that was the answer... Not when one of the people involved was close to Mia...

Marshall sighs, drawing attention to him. "Well, bambinas. I already told you, and I'll repeat them just in case. If those are all the questions you have for me, go inside the crime scene to see if you find something that we don't, although I doubt it very much."

Marshall begins to distance himself from them. "If you need me, I'll be on this side." And with that, the cowboy left, leaving the girls alone again.

Alexia sighs tiredly, covering her face with both hands. "Okay, okay, okay, okay... *sigh*... Let's investigate a little more, see if we find anything. And if not, we'll leave it for today. I think we both need a break after this..."

Ema nods in agreement.

A quick look through the trunk of Miles Edgeworth's car, Alexia noticed a piece of paper lying on the floor, not standing out much to the eye.

"What is this? It looks like a note of some kind." Alexia mutters to herself, before reading what she has written. "SL-9 02/21... What does that mean?"

"Ms. Fey... he has the paper upside down." Ema says from behind her. Alexia glances at her out of the corner of her eye before returning her gaze to the note, noticing that the header is at the bottom.

Alexia just turned the paper over and read it again; "6-7S 20/12"... It sounds even more incoherent than what I first read."

"There's a name printed on the paper above..." Ema comments. "He says... "Goodman."

"Maybe it fell out of his pocket when he was killed." Alexia suggests.

"Well? So? What does it mean, Ms. Fey?"

"I couldn't tell you for sure. But at least, to me, it sounds like what they would call a case. So, it's probably the name of a case that he was sent to transfer." Alexia deduces.

"Yes, that makes sense..." Ema murmurs.

Goodman's note added to court record.

"So, well, how are we, Ms. Fey?" Ema asks tiredly.

"I guess we have some valuable clues... We have an autopsy report, a note from the victim and a cell phone..." Alexia murmurs, recounting what they have at hand.

"Do you think we'll be okay?" Ema asks somewhat unsurely.

"Well, the only thing that still bothers me is that Lana is confessing to the crime. She says she did!" Alexia says, massaging her forehead.

"No problem! I can guarantee that she is not the criminal." Ema says with a smile.

"If you say so..." Alexia says, before remembering. "Oh, by the way, Kitten?"

"Yes?" Ema says still with the same smile.

Alexia sighs tiredly. "That song we just heard a few moments ago. That was your phone we heard... wasn't it?"

She stares at her. "What...?"

Alexia takes the phone from Ema's purse and presses to dial again. And as Fey predicted, the song begins to play from the aforementioned girl's bag. Making her turn pale.

"Your sister called you, didn't she, Ema?" Alexia says looking at Ema, and then looking sideways at the scene of the crime. "Immediately after the murder took place."

Alexia could see her trying to hold back tears as she says, "I'm sorry!"

"What did you talk about?" Alexia asked.

"We didn't... When I was about to answer, she hung up immediately." Ema says sadly.

"I see..." Alexia murmurs, massaging her hundred again, clearly annoyed. "I can't believe you hid information from me..."

Cell phone updated in the court record.

"I... I'm sorry." Ema says with small tears running down her cheeks.

"Kitten, I understand that you want to protect your sister, but the last thing you should do to your defense attorney is lie to them or ignore important details." Alexia says looking at her seriously. "Whether she is innocent or guilty, I am still her defense attorney and I am in charge of trying to defend her from the prosecution violating her rights. But I can't do that properly if you're going to keep me in the dark about the case."

"I’m… truly... s-sorry..." Ema sobs. Alexia softens her expression and hugs her.

"Don't worry, I know you didn't do it with bad intentions... just... don't do it again, okay?" Alexia whispers. Ema nods. "Okay, let's go back to the office."

With that, they both began to walk towards the exit. Fey could hear Ema dragging steps beside her. He sighed internally and prayed that the pay for this case will be good...

"Do you want me to buy you an ice cream?" Alexia asks with a small smile.

"Y-Yes... an ice cream so-sounds good..." Ema says wiping away her tears.

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(A detective is murdered, and the suspect is the top district prosecutor. And what worries me most about all this is that I know for sure that I still don't know everything that happened here...)

(I’m done for today, but tomorrow will be a tough one since my own client is working against me...)

[acedia-arts]

Completed piece for that lovely soul who gave me the Endwalker key!

Kofi link here! Original artwork: Here! Fan artwork: Here!

Progress images below, including the variable color choices.

[adragonprinceswhore]

All work is 18+, Minors DNI

Aemond Targaryen

🌊 Colour My Mind, Bring Me Back

Prince Regent Aemond Targaryen returns to King’s Landing victorious after besting his uncle during The Battle Above the Gods Eye, securing his withering brother's claim to the Iron Throne. Upon his arrival, he learns that his wife was a casualty of a Black ambush, suffering a severe blow to her skull. When her disoriented mind wakes, she’s lost all recollection of him and their shared past.

🌺 The Way I Feel Under Your Command

Disgruntled, Aemond agrees to accompany his family on their yearly summer trip to Red Lake; a luxury resort hidden away in the ruins of an ancient castle. Dragged to a staff party on his first night there, he meets a young woman working as a dance instructor in urgent need of a partner.

🎼 Rumours

After a painful separation, you and your soon-to-be ex husband agree to put your differences aside and continue to make music together. But Aemond Targaryen’s vengeful streak runs deep, and you’re the object of his ire.

🍄 The Commune

A modern AU where Aemond, power-hungry and high on hubris, is the leader of a commune with a peculiar affection for the Seven.

🐉 One Whore’s As Good As Another

Desperate to prove he’s no mere boy, Prince Aemond leaves his taunting brother and seeks out another conquest. Momentarily, he feels back in control, until his brother reappears.

🔥 Warm Me Up

When his wife speaks out of turn during a dinner with the King, Aemond needs to reprimand her indiscretions.

🏺Whatever Interests You

You’re hired as a journalist to interview Prince Aemond Targaryen about his complicated family and their colonial past. Meeting the prince in person, he proves to be much more than the pompous royal you had imagined.

🏒 Sexting w/ modern!Aemond

You may be the one Aemond asks for when carnal urges consume him, but never forget that he’s in charge.

❤️‍🩹 Soft & Hard

How do you forget about Aemond Targaryen when he’s everywhere you look?

🥀 Romancer

When his wife tragically passes away, Prince Aemond stops at nothing to get her back.

📸 Make You Feel My Love

A few months after you break things off with your boyfriend, Aemond, you start receiving strange messages and phone calls from an unknown number. Things escalate when you’re sent a video secretly filmed half a year ago, of you and Aemond having sex.

🍑 Celebratory Dinner

Aemond wants to try something new for your one year anniversary.

Aegon II Targaryen

💫 Rip It Up & Start Again

Growing up on the perilous streets of Flea Bottom, you’d learned that in King’s Landing it’s either eat or be eaten. When you hear from a friend that a posh rehab centre just outside of town is hosting an open AA meeting, you see your chance to infiltrate the elite of Westeros, hoping to swipe something of value from one of the rich snobs there. Unfortunately, it seems like the wristwatch you attempt to nick belongs to a man you share an unexplainable bond with.

🕯️Teaching the Unteachable

When all else fails, Aegon’s wife employs drastic measures to teach the unteachable.

Billy Washington

🚿 You’re Perfect

You ask Billy to fulfill one of your fantasies.

Tom Bennett

⚓️ Tell Me You Missed Me

Word around the street is that you went on a date with someone else? Tom Bennet, fresh of the navy vessel, is not happy to hear that.

Osferth

♨️ You’re Nothing But A Beast

After falling into a river in the middle of winter, Osferth needs to warm up his lady companion.

[auggieblogs]

From mine to yours | Max Verstappen Instagram au

Max Verstappen x fem! reader

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ Max does not hide his blatant favouritism!!!

Author's note: HAPPY DIWALI TO EVERYONE CELEBRATING!!! I hope all of you are doing good. This smau is a service to all my brown girlies, (and @maxiepinkz) consider it a Diwali gift. Also, my non-brown girles, all of you can read it just for the funnies (I like to think I am hilarious). Anyway, I love you all so much. Happy reading, my loves🤍

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Diwali, also known as Deepavali, is a Hindu festival celebrated with great enthusiasm across India and various other parts of the world. It symbolizes the victory of light over darkness and good over evil. Diwali typically involves lighting oil lamps or diyas, decorating homes, exchanging gifts, and enjoying festive meals with family and friends. The festival holds cultural, religious, and social significance, promoting the spirit of joy, unity, and hope.

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Needless to say, it's my favourite time of the year😁

[eighteenthofoctober]

I'm actually going insane rn but here's ✨Maya Fae✨

+ bonus vampire Franny, this place is so fruity!!!!

[thepandalion]

update:

I.

"two paragraphs" is three pages. apparently

in less than an hour btw I spent like half an hour now scrolling tumblr instead of writing

celebrating my successful interaction with a real human person by writing the first two paragraphs I have for the house md casefic featuring actual dog people and also whatever the fuck is wrong with these guys

[daffi-990]

Tagged by @hippolotamus & @dangerpronebuddie

Rules: You will be given a word. share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word.

My words were WATER and THUNDER.

W - When their parents finally retired for the night, Daniel grabbed the packs they had prepared earlier and hidden under their beds, while Maddie gently scooped up her baby brother. (Fantasy AU)

A - As punishment, Eddie’s men were killed in front of him and Eddie himself banished, under pain of death. (secret fantasy wip .. yes it is different to my other fantasy au.)

T - The moment is interrupted by the sound of the window slowly winding down, Chris poking his head out with a very unamused expression on his face. “Are you guys done kissing or do I have to get a taxi home?” (Eddie breakdown fic)

E - Eddie wakes with a pained groan and immediately wants to dive back into unconsciousness. (Rivals sequel)

R - Red from Eddie’s blood (Rivals sequel)

and

T - Then he’ll break and contemplate packing his bags and running away to start his life over. Again. (wip from Daylight series)

H - He’d returned home to collect his family, his wife and son, only to find his home destroyed, and his wife murdered. (secret fantasy au)

U - “Usually it takes me a bit longer to get all the lyrics together, but uh, I guess the wound was so fresh that the words just seeped out of it.” (wip from Daylight series)

N - Nothing he learns about Eddie will scare him away. (Eddie breakdown fic)

D - Despite his better judgment screaming at him to be cautious, Buck's curiosity and something about Eddie’s presence radiating a strange sense of security that Buck can't quite explain, pushes him to take a leap of faith. (Fantasy AU)

E - Eventually exhaustion comes and Buck falls into the dark abyss of sleep, sending out one final prayer that this please all just be a nightmare. (Rivals sequel)

R - Remembers how he and Hen (and Chim later on when Bobby trusted enough to let another person into his world) would take turns sitting with Bobby at his apartment on his bad days or driving him to AA meetings so he knew he wasn’t alone in the battle, they had his back. (Eddie breakdown fic)

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In @ladydaybreaker 's fantasy human au: 'Of Nightshade and Woodsmoke'

THEM SHSB AA

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I don’t care if it’s for your AU or rewrite, removing racial coding from a character is still wrong. Emily is stated to be Black coded in her audition sheet

https://64.media.tumblr.com/8a83eb4452e774949855ca3db49709d8/774ab433c55bf7a0-23/s2048x3072/b01ce012568499f8288b3d51d84a5631363f785c.jpg

Other artists that have redesigns of Sera and Emily include and make their Black features more pronounced, you removing her racial coding does come off as whitewashing

You’re better off creating a whole brand new character instead of using Emily :/

Someone else literally did the exact same idea. Plus, reminder. Her Redesign is nearly identical to her old design. I don't see the issue at all? I literally removed race from the equation because it's not important for an Angel to MENTION Race. This was to avoid the issue to begin with.

Also.

Her hair is slightlythe same, minus the extra stuff. It's not all about color theory. In fact. Let me show you what I look like. There is Lightskinned black people. Not all black people are black.

Semi face reveal? I'm not dark fucking skinned, and your issue is because I made someone slightly lightskinned? I am sorry but what the fuck kind of shit that is. If anything her redesigns skintone is somewhat nearly as light as mine.

If I am better off creating something else then fine. Fine, let me fix the drawing.

I didn't mean to start discourse for this exact reason, I didn't want race to be coorelated with creations that don't depict the proper race, if I was better off making my own characters I would have.

"But Orion your OC in your PFP is-"

Yes, because I made it myself. I literally am working with ANGELS. Angels that can theoretically change anything about them. I'm simply racist for making a character slightly whiter? Well guess I ain't black either. Because I ain't black enough.

Imagine telling someone they are RACIST because they went sligtly off the color spectrum for a character they wanted to not assign any race to, now imagine the person is lighter and black.

How does that make them feel? Makes me feel like I ain't black enough. You heard it folks, apparently there's a certain tone that fits the bill of being black.

No disrespect anon, but like, I literally seen others that remove black coded characters to avoid this type of allegations. But like, literally me being racist for lightening up something? That's a far stretch. None of y'all this pissed off at blackwashing so I don't know why you don't also do this amount of anger.

Yes, whitewashing is bad. But I wasn't intentionally doing it, because I am simply removing code so I won't cause any future mistakes. I sincerely apologize if I come across that.

But this is fantasy, I am simply removing something that I find to be difficult to do, if I see it's gonna be an issue in the future for me, then I should BE ABLE to, I literally told you in the post itself that it's literally not that deep, and that Angels shouldn't have assigned races. But no, we have another Rose Quartz situation.

Instead of slightly skinny rose.

It's a fucking slightly pale Emily (Lucina.)

There, you had it fixed. Guess I gotta tan out myself because apparently light skinned AA are also not "black enough" I shouldn't be told what counts as racism and what doesn't when I already question my own skin.

Sorry for doing this ig.