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Kicking off Do-Si-Do with my own pitch first, mainly because it’s a project that’s been riddled with delays and accidents - I lost three, THREE sketches, AND other resources, can you believe. Anyway. Concept is;
“Haki has manipulated Lata into hosting the Lilias Charity Gala, and all the academians are invited to make eyes at prospective patrons and sponsors, and shenanigans ensue~”
Been tossing ideas back and forth with @sabraeal who picked my pitch from the event lineup, wait till you see her fic >:3
#akagami no shirayukihime#ans#snow white with the red hair#obiyuki do-si-do#myart#lilias charity gala#shirayuki#obi#ryuu#yuzuri#suzu#izuru#kazaha#garack gazelt#shidan#lata forenzo#haki arleon
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Would you be able to draw Yuzuri? Not sure I’ve seen you draw her before!
Thank you for the request! Ah yes, I've never drawn her before which should be a crime cause she is cute af.
lemme offer you some doodles
also I think we as a community should take an advantage of her cute ass earmuffs so im proposing: her earmuffs move with her mood
#akagami no shirayukihime#snow white with the red hair#ans#yuzuri#she is a baby i should draw her more fr#my art#doodles#ty for the ask again! this was fun <33
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Suzu and Yuzuri coloring commission
#akagami no shirayukihime#snow white with the red hair#suzu#yuzuri#ans#manga coloring#my coloring#my edit#coloring commissions are open
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yuzuri screenie dump
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Volume 23 or Teatime with Ryu!
Love how he’s also got that classic Sorata cloak with tassels! And also Shuu in color 👀
We've also got that classic Obi in the rain and worrying portrait face Shirayuki, along with some new classic Obi reaction faces:
And last but not least, some of my favorite Yuzuri panels ever:
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Mysteries and Migraines, Part 2
Part 1 here~ A continuation of an AnS poll story where your votes influence what happens next! ;D This part is much longer than part 1. We are getting INTO IT now. Let's finally dive into part 2!
Charging around a corner she bumps into Obi, ricocheting backwards much like a ping-pong ball off an unmoved and bewildered paddle.
Bracing for the impact of the cold stone floor on her behind, she suddenly feels a firm grip around her wrist and her trajectory is cut short. They stand in what looks like an awkward dance flourish for a moment; Obi lunging forward to grab her arm and Shirayuki still leaning backwards but now stable. Some passers-by applaud.
“Obi! I’m so sorry!” Shirayuki gabbles breathlessly, straightening up, her head swimming slightly. The shock in Obi’s face gives way to mockingly raised eyebrows and he peers curiously behind her. Shirayuki turns to see what he’s peering at.
“Escaped your pursuers then?”
“Eh?”
“From the way you crashed into me I thought someone was hot on your heels – wait, don’t tell me – Kazaha’s moved on from arm-wrestling challenges to races now?”
“Obi,” She groans with a smile, barely keeping herself from jogging on the spot, “I’m late! For work!”
For the merest second he looks confused, but then he shakes his head wearily and folds his arms.
“Oh my lady,” He sighs, “What to do with you. Delinquency is no joke. Late every day, clearly hung-over again-”
“Obiiii,” Shirayuki edges by him, sneaking her toast (that he had also somehow managed to catch earlier??) from his grasp.
“I know a short-cut.”
She pauses and looks back at him, eyes narrowed in suspicion.
“It involves climbing, doesn’t it,” She says warily.
He flashes her an angelic smile.
“Only if you don’t want a piggy-back ride~”
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“How is this a short-cut??”
“Hold on!”
Shirayuki grips his shoulders as they drop from the tree, Obi landing as naturally as a cat.
“We have arrived!” He announces grandly, lowering her down by a window. Shirayuki pinches the bridge of her nose for a second, trying to shake the nausea and the headache still banging around her head.
“Bagel?” Shirayuki opens her eyes a sliver to glare at the fresh bread, held directly under her nose so she could smell the salt and rosemary baked into it wafting up in the warm steam.
“Short-cuts shouldn’t include snack breaks Obi,” she mutters.
“Then the short-cuts you know are severely lacking.” Obi admonishes. “That bakery was on the way anyhow! And since you dropped your toast on that poor guys head-“
Shirayuki covers her face in her hands, an anguished noise escaping from behind them.
“Why were we so high up-“
“Hey, you’re here now! C’mon!” The window is open and Obi promptly lifts her up and plonks her onto it’s ledge.
“Delivery!!”
Shirayuki panics. “Wait, I’m a mess! Have I got leaves in my hair?!” Obi leans an elbow on the ledge next to her.
“You’re a regular bird’s-nest, my lady. It’s a good look on you.”
“Well, that makes two of us then,” she says, reaching down to pick out a couple of leaves that have nestled into the bristle of his hair.
“Is this a thing you two do now?” Obi and Shirayuki startle at the voice, whipping around to see Ryuu inside the room, watching them thoughtfully.
“Ryuu! Good morning! Ah, what do you mean?” Shirayuki asks as she swings her legs round, careful to avoid the potted plants that clutter the inside window sill.
“You touching Obi’s hair. Is that a new…routine you’ve started? Like last ni-”
“OH - no no no,” Obi’s laugh fills the air forcefully as he pulls himself up onto the windowsill after Shirayuki, ducking his head down so they only get a glimpse of his reddening cheeks. His boots thud onto the tiled floor of the room and he swipes a hand roughly through his hair to dislodge any remaining tree-matter.
“I’m just too messy for my own good, little Ryuu,” he grins. Ryuu blinks at them, processing something silently. He turns to Shirayuki, who has finished dusting herself off and is now leaning a hand on the wall, her face scrunched into a frown while she takes steady breaths.
“Shiryauki…why are you here?” Shirayuki seems to come-to and snaps upright.
“I’m so sorry I’m late! I’ll work through lunch and stay extra-”
“But it’s your day off.”
Shirayuki’s mouth hangs open.
“…My…” a memory begins to shine through the fuzz of her mind. She hears a snort and turns to find Obi clasping a hand over his mouth. Yes. She had booked today off. She had gone out with them last night because she had known she could rest today. Except she had woken up having completely forgotten that. Obi was shaking with laughter.
“Obi – you knew! Why didn’t you tell me earlier?!”
“Ah, my lady,” he wipes a tear from his eye. “I’m sorry. You were so sleepy and serious, I just had to play along.”
Shirayuki decides she’s too tired to care and slumps into a chair, relief flooding through her as she realises she has let no-one down and now she can finally sleep off this hangover. The bagel slides back into view. She accepts it from Obi’s hand and takes a massive bite.
A heavy sigh draws the attention of all three to the other side of the room. Yuzuri sits hunched over at a table, fiddling with some vials. Her chin sits squarely on the table-top, her face above it a picture of desolate defeat.
“Oh,” Ryuu starts to whisper, leaning towards Shirayuki and Obi. They mirror his movements and end up in a little huddle.
“Yuzuri is upset this morning. She explained it to us but I was, um, working at the time and only realised she was talking by the end of her story, so I’m not sure what the matter is.”
“MY PLANT SAMPLE” wails Yuzuri suddenly, causing the three to jump in unison, Shirayuki clutching her head.
“What about it?” Obi calls over. Yuzuri slumps further down onto the table than they thought possible, lying her head on one arm with a teary, wistful expression.
“It’s gone……”
“What happened?”
“….last night……” She takes a deep breath, shuddering under the threat of sobs, “…..I lost it…..when we were out…..my precious, rare plant sample……”
Shirayuki gasps, a hand raised to her mouth as she recalls Yuzuri showing everyone the sample so proudly the night before.
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“Here it is, folks!” Yuzuri wobbles a little as she kneels up on the wooden stool, stretching her arm to wave the pouch above their heads.
“My prize specimen! My greatest achievement-”
“My beer!” Suzu yelps, hugging the tankard to his chest as her arm swings the pouch dangerously close.
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Shirayuki steps gingerly over to Yuzuri’s crumpled form and places a hand on her shoulder.
“Hey, since I don’t have anything on today I’ll look for it.”
Yuzuri peers up at her, hopeful.
“Really? But…how? We went all over the place yesterday, I don’t know where I lost it…”
“I’ll re-trace our steps, I’ll ask people. Don’t worry, I’m on it.”
“Me too,” Obi says, walking over, “No offence, my lady, but it might help to have my memory to fall back on.” It’s true, if anyone would remember specifics from last night, it would be Obi and his ridiculously high alcohol tolerance. Yuzuri shoots upright and crushes them both in a hug that feels more like a headlock.
“Thank you, thank you!! Find it and I’ll owe you guys big time!”
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“Lists!!”
Obi takes a notepad and pencil from a table they were passing; so nimbly Shirayuki barely sees it happen. The pencil has a chewed end. Obi wrinkles his nose and, without breaking his stride, deftly swaps it for a different one.
“I’ll write down the places we went to last night, and the people who were there. Basically, where to go and who to speak to.”
They discuss amongst themselves while walking through the corridors, Obi recording everything in the notebook. Altogether their group had been: Yuzuri, Shirayuki, Obi, Ryuu, Suzu, and Rata, who had left early.
They had all met at the tavern, then walked through the market while dropping Rata off at his place, and finally gone to the inn for tea (since, Obi recounts with bitter humour, the only ‘refreshment’ Rata had offered was the scattering of snow that fell on them from his door's lintel as he shut it in their faces).
They step out of the Pharmacy door into the brightening sunshine and Shirayuki shields her eyes with a grimace. She notices Obi watching her expectantly and quickly tries to turn the grimace into a look of determination.
"Right. It makes sense to check out the tavern, but Rata's shop is on the way there, so let's stop by and ask him about it first."
Obi nods, walking in step with her.
"Great idea - I have a hunch that Rata has some beans to spill about all this," Shirayuki blinks, wide-eyed at him.
"Oh? What makes you say that?"
He smiles slyly.
"See, when Yuzuri was waving that pouch around last night at the tavern she almost knocked Suzu's drink out of his hand, so Suzu jumped backwards and hit Rata, making him spill his drink. Needless to say, Rata was less than pleased." Obi leans towards Shirayuki conspiringly.
"And you know what that gives him, My Lady?"
She shakes her head, listening intently. Obi grins, tapping his pencil on the notepad.
"A Motive."
Shirayuki's step sways slightly, mouth agape, staggered by this revelation.
"Oh my goodness...he could have taken the plant?! But - he'll never open up to us, Obi! We have to figure out a way of getting him to talk before we go in!"
They stop to brainstorm, crouching by a building down the street from Rata's.
"Ok, how about this," Obi starts, "We shoot a threatening note attached to an arrow through his window - I know, I know, sorry My Lady but it has worked on people other than you in the past - and the note says something like: 'I know what you did last night, 'fess up or else.' And, I mean, it doesn't have to be written in blood, but-"
"Obi," Shirayuki cuts him off, placing a hand gently on his arm, "Let's...circle back to that one. I was thinking something more along the lines of taking him a...a very...lovely...breakfast?"
Obi raises an eyebrow.
"Is that code for, like a dead animal on his doorstep or...?"
"Wha-no!!! No, it's something to get him in a good mood so he's willing to talk to us!! Gods, Obi!"
He laughs at her aghast expression.
"Ok ok, oohh wait, I've got it! Disguises! Tavern Police Detectives investigating the disappearance of a plant sample from their premises!"
"Hmm, I see a lot of holes in that plan, Obi. What about we tell him we'll owe him a favour if he talks to us? He's always busy with stuff he needs to get done in town or in the shop..."
#with part 1 I was both delighted and concerned at the amount of votes for Shirayuki to run into a pillar#😂#but Obi pulled through in the end! 👏👏#sorry for the delay in posting part 2! That's a thing I do apparently#anyway this is just for fun so expect surprise updates rather than a schedule!#thanks for reading and voting <3#obi#shirayuki#obiyuki#yuzuri#ryuu#akagami no shirayukihime#snow white with the red hair#ans#mysteries and migraines#mysteries and migraines part 2#mywriting
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The many earrings of Akagami no Shirayukihime pt. 2
Part 1
#akagami no shirayukihime#ans#snow white with the red hair#赤髪の白雪姫#manga#fanart#drawing#Shirayuki#kiki#Hisame#umihebi#Haki#garack#torou#Yuzuri
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We Always Find Each Other, Don't We? Oneshot Seven Sports AU
I decided to switch things up with this AU as well! XD I turned it into a vacation led Modern AU where they play beach volleyball together. :)
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14117002/7/We-Always-Find-Each-Other-Don-t-We
(Submitted by sctwilightvampwolfgal on fanfiction.net)
#sctwilightvampwolfgal#MitsuKiki AU August#MitsuKiki AU August 2022#MitsuKiki#Mitsuhide Rouen#Kiki Seiran#Zen Wisteria#Shirayuki#Kihal#Suzu#Yuzuri#Obi#akagami no shirayukihime#akagami no shirayuki#snow white with the red hair#fanfic#submission
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some transparent lovelies from the art exhibition site 🍎
#akagami no shirayukihime#snow white with the red hair#snow white with the red hair manga#zen wistaria#shirayuki#obi#mitsuhide rouen#kiki seiran#hisame lugis#izana wistaria#ryuu#eisetsu rugilia#tariga bergatt#tsuruba bergatt#apologies if these have been posted???#only just visitied the exhibition site for the first time whoops#would love to see yuzuri and suzu like this
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a day late and a keycard short
Obi had the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen on his arm, unfortunately.
He was supposed to have a tall blonde in a distractingly low-cut gown as his date to the tedious silent auction he found himself trapped in for the evening. She would get their mark, Mr. Ernst Blofeld, for the evening to strike up a conversation with her using this eye contact trick she developed years ago (that only worked about forty percent of the time), float the idea that she and Obi were very open to a more private party, would he like to show them his hotel room?, and then drug him to the gills, steal the weapons he was about to sell, intercept the buyer later, and vanish into the night. Instead, his date was a short red-head in a collared gown and heels she clearly wasn’t confident walking in. The opposite of Blofeld’s type. The way his eyes traveled down her body and away without a second glance confirmed it. This would be-
“Oh, dear. I am so sorry!” Shirayuki said to Blofeld. Who she just stumbled into.
-challenging.
“You would do well to better control your woman,” Blofeld said to Obi, ignoring Shirayuki’s apology completely.
And the old money flaunted its old-fashioned politics as well. Charming.
Blofeld’s look of distaste morphed into a pained grimace when Shirayuki accidentally drove her stiletto into his toes. With soft leather like that, she was bound to leave a mark.
“Forgive me, I must have had one too many drinks tonight,” Shirayuki said. Yuzuri would’ve sold the clumsy drunk act better, but Shirayuki’s lack of commitment to the bit by not even attempting to slur her words was funnier.
“Let’s get you to bed,” Obi said. Maybe, if Obi was lucky, he might be able to strike up a conversation with Blofeld later without the woman who had bodily harmed him twice and get a different plan rolling. Otherwise he’d have to get creative, and no one liked when he got creative in the field.
Obi led her out of the hotel ballroom and towards the elevators across the lobby with a hand on the small of her back. If anyone asked, he would say he was only thinking about alternative plans to secure the drug later. He simply didn’t have the brain space to note the way the lace of her dress felt beneath the tips of his fingers or the heat of her body through the cloth. That would also be weird to note about a coworker so he absolutely did not do that, stop asking.
He was so distracted, both thinking and not thinking, that he nearly stumbled over his own feet when Shirayuki pulled him into a corner of the area in front of the elevators. She was lucky he was naturally graceful, otherwise she’d be smushed against the wall right about now.
Obi raised an eyebrow to silently ask what she was trying to do. Shirayuki pointed at the ceiling and mouthed, Dead spot.
No cameras. Got it.
Then, she slipped a key card out of her sleeve and flashed it at him triumphantly.
“Damn, sticky fingers. Impressive,” Obi whispered, catching on to the fact that she had clearly pickpocketed Blofeld during her run-in.
“I gave him mine, so that should buy us some time,” she whispered.
He wouldn’t notice it was missing, and wouldn’t be able to burst in on them rummaging through his room with the key he did have. Not a bad plan at all. One day he’d stop being impressed by Shirayuki, maybe, but not today.
“Let’s do it,” Obi said.
#undercover as lovers#obiyuki#obiyukimadness24#listen. have i done nearly exactly this same plot with yuzuri dropping out of being obi's fake girlfriend and making shirayuki stand in?#yes#i refuse to apologize for who i am#and who i am is unoriginal#my fic
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Silly ans period doodles
AnS (c) Akizuki Sorata
Art: Me
#akagami no shirayukihime#ans#snow white with the red hair#shirayuki#myart#torou#izuru#yuzuri#kiki seiran#garack gazelt#im not doing very well recently coming off the depo shot so#taking it out on doodles
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some traditional lowres doodles of my chuchu lovely munimunis
randomly spread across my sketchbook including Umihebi, Torou and Yuzuri
the low resolution makes it charming u see
#akagami no shirayukihime#snow white with the red hair#ans#my art#doodles#tradicional art#umihebi#torou#yuzuri#umitorou appearance#my camera and scanner are both bad but my girls aren't#enjoy this dump
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It's Yuzuru! (and he seems shocked that I figured out rendering in less than an hour)
So, it actually turns out that rendering is dead easy. I know this one is rubbish, but it was my first one and very much an experiment. After this I'll make better ones, since now I have some idea of what I'm doing. Obviously it's going to take practice, but it's not nearly as daunting as some people made it seem lol.
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little guys
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Me when I realize summer school is finally over pt. 2
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There is No Such Thing as Ghosts (Hamefura AU)
Shirayuki should have known that no good would come from Professor Garrack’s invitation to visit the Magic Ministry.
The day begins much like any other at the Clarines Magic Academy. She heads for the garden early, hoping for a leisurely day in the garden tending to her “flowers” and stocking her always-dwindling supply of medical herbs. It is time to harvest some meadowsweet and the mint needs to be conquered before the next rainy day helps it succeed in its attempted takeover of the entire western part of the plot. She also needs to keep an eye on the calendula and echinacea – buds are bursting everywhere, and it was important to collect them for drying at their peak freshness. A second pair of hands is always useful during this part of the season, so it’s a good thing Obi has, as usual, accompanied her on her daily check of the garden.
[Read more on AO3]
#obiyukibingo22#for my free space!#but it's a hamefura AU#Akagami no Shirayukihime#obiyuki#lots of background ships#kiki seiran x mitsuhide rouen#zen wistalia x atri#suzu x yuzuri#basically the cast of ANS lives in the Hamefura universe#but is implied to kinda replace the canon cast#not-haunted haunted dollhouse#Obi is scared of ghosts#Atri is tuxedo mask#gender-bending#Mitsuhi-bear#and other fantasies fulfilled
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