Hello there! I noticed you do skins, but I don't exactly have a reference for what I want, so I'll let you take a little creative liberty. if that's too much to ask, you can ignore this ^^"
This is my oc, part of an au where the ancients are gods, she's trying to become a priestess. I'm wondering if you could give her a skin for the moment when she finally gets her wish! I want it to be more grand, preferably keeping the gold on her sleeves and her locket. I feel like this costume would have her hair braided. The best name I can come up with is smth like "Fulfilled Priestess", feel free to change it if you think of anything better. I want the teal to be more gentle, maybe the stitched on soul jam designs are actual gems. She probably has a crown of flowers similar to the one she wears in these references, but also including white ones, blue and white is one of my favorite color combinations. She'd ideally look older, but still have a little of her cutesy charm. Again, if this is too much, please feel free to ignore ^^
Take a flower for your patience 🌺
(ooc: Don't worry about not having any references. This description is descriptive enough to suffice ^^)
Carmine Cloaked Cookie stares down at the lively smaller cookie practically bouncing in front of them. They tactfully lower their gaze to the counter, where Salted Caramel Cookie has eagerly placed the blushed candy flower. They always had a horrible time guessing their fellow cookies' ages, but based on the payment method Salted Caramel Cookie offered, Carmine Cloaked Cookie guessed she was probably very young. Which meant she probably wasn't overly familiar with the concept of currency...
Oh well, they figured, comping one transfiguration really wouldn't be that much of a trouble.
"Very well," they nod, taking the flower into their hand. "This shall suffice as payment. Let's begin now."
Carmine Cloaked Cookie lifts the pipe to their mouth and inhales the fumes, exhaling the red shaded smoke a few seconds after. The smoke encircles Salted Caramel Cookie, completely enveloping her as her dough and icing begin to shift. The transformation is fast, it always is, hardly being felt by Salted Caramel Cookie.
As the smoke disperses, Salted Caramel Cookie's new form is revealed, and a mirror is presented to her.
"I hope this form is to your liking, little cookie," Carmine Cloaked Cookie offers with an amused expression, still twirling the fragrant candy flower in their hand.















