Jenny Edith Seriene is an OC created by @anita-clarence-seriene who reblogs stuff here instead of the art blog. (Note: most of the time I will be in this character’s personality, it is marked with jenny edith seriene in the tags. If I say anything out of place or wrong let me know.)
lately, there's been a huge influx of blogs with urls like "staff28572" tagging people in posts, and telling them things like "security notice / need to verify your blog ", etc. And they'll direct you to click on a link.
Don't click it. It's a phishing scam. Block and report the blog if you get tagged by them. Tumblr staff will never tag you in a post like that... and they don't have a million side staff blogs. The only real tumblr staff blogs are @staff and @support.
Jennifer, a beautiful filmmaking student, gets possessed by a bloodthirsty spirit when a group of Manus Scoundrels sacrifice her to The Sufferer. From that moment, Jennifer becomes a monster...
Here it is:
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What is it? Our Tomorrow is an unofficial fan-made collaboration that gathers artists for a fun challenge to draw the characters from Reverse:1999. This compilation includes characters released on patch 1.9 (Vereinsamt) and before in their Insight 1 forms!
We hope you enjoy our work of passion! May this umbrella shields you from the Storms and let us walk towards Our Tomorrow together.
I don't know if that was a glitch or automatic convenience thing but Somnambulism immediately ticked four out of seven stages for me. Free resources, lol. please don't take them
Made it in 13 bc I already had 40 pulls done before this and I wasn't sure if I had her guarantee (technically 53 but I'm not counting those 40 from previous banners)
NGL was hoping she'd arrive in 10 or less, but I guess no one can beat Anjo Nala in the 10 pulls or less category
A question the no-nonsense therapist had entertained every time she looked at the Timekeeper. She had known the signs. An elevated heart beat whenever she was near; she thought that was anxiety at first, maybe it was with all the danger Vertin had to live through. Her presence was soothing to her frayed nerves compared to the rest of the arcanists in the suitcase and most important of all, Vertin had become her rock in times she needed her the most.
Times when the work in Laplace becomes too much. Times she would suffer in silence. But now, she had someone to lean to, even if she hated the idea at first.
That singular thought was weird and yet half of the suitcase thinks that she was in love with the Timekeeper.
Arcanists and their weird logic.
And now, Mesmer Jr. seeked out the help of a particular succubus. She held a meeting inside her room for privacy. Anjo Nala had been listening thoroughly as she recounted all her experiences with Vertin. All the time these strange feelings popped into existence. She would rarely ask anyone for help, but knowing Anjo was an expert with this type of thing... she had to concede one way or another.
“So, what's your prognosis?” She asked, sitting a little straighter and held her stare.
The succubus' lips quirked to a small smile and leaned closer. What?
“Well... It does look and sound that way, but what do you think of your feelings to Master—I mean Vertin?”
Mesmer's right eye twitched. “That's the reason why I'm here, for you to give me my diagnosis if you think I am in love or not.”
“I can't dictate what you feel, Mesmer but it isn't uncommon for friends to care for each other deeply. I have seen Vertin always keep others at an arm's length, even towards Sonetto.” Anjo explained, sighing softly. “But I have noticed how she acts whenever she's with you. Yes, it can be because of love or because she is more comfortable with your presence, just like you are with her.”
Mesmer nodded along at her words. So everything could've been platonic. It makes sense. She doubted Vertin would see her that way—hm. Why does that hurt?
“Oh dear,” Anjo spoke softly, brows furrowed in concern.
“What?”
“You thought of something bad—it does taste like guava—but it was a thought you didn't like.”
How did she know—Right. Succubus. Emotions.
Mesmer sighed deeply, rubbing her palms together to get her thoughts straight.
“I... I thought if Vertin only sees me as a friend, then it hurts to think about it, but I do not wish to assume what she feels towards me. She is always busy, just like I am with work; so I doubt feelings can prosper.”
“Assuming she wouldn't develop feelings for you is already an assumption by itself.”
“Its not an assumption, it's a fact.”
Mesmer bit her lip, staring down at her hands as she pushed away the nonsensical thoughts. Maybe this whole thing was a waste of time. She shouldn't seek out her emotions again, that was the opposite of what she wanted.
She could never be irrational.
“Well, I appreciate the talk we had, but I must get going. It seems this conversation led nowhere.” She stood up from her seat.
“I don't think so,” Anjo smiled, following Mesmer out of the room. “How does it feel telling me all of these things? You've been harbouring these thoughts for a while now, hm?”
“Are you using my procedure on me?”
“Oh no!” Anjo raised both of her arms up, eyes wide in surprise. “I just thought you wanted someone to listen. I heard that sometimes a therapist needs someone to listen to them from time to time...”
Mesmer huffed. “I do not like that you know now and not giving me an answer.”
“But you know that the answer will come to you with self-realization and self-reflection—did I use those terms right?”
Another sigh. “Yes, you used it correctly.”
Mesmer opened the door, waiting for Anjo to leave. This succubus, dancing around her question but she hated Anjo is right. And she hated herself that her thoughts were turning against her—the assumption that she might be in love even if she hasn't experienced it.
If only she could shut it all off like a switch.
“Don't be too hard on yourself, Mesmer. Take your time to know it yourself.”
“I'd rather have it removed.”
Anjo pressed her lips to a thin line. Mesmer looked away.
“Well, if you ever needed someone to listen to your feelings. I'm here.”
“I'll take the offer if I need your services again.” She doubted she would and closed the door once Anjo left.
Fine. She'd entertain these thoughts and come to a conclusion again for herself. There was no way she saw Vertin that way.
little write up on some adrian disability thoughts as ive been watching the show!
my headcannon is that all sentimonsters are in some way disabled (kagami is deaf and uses a talker, felix has eds, etc) and part of the conflict with their guardians that specifically kagami and adrien have are that kagami and adrien are beautiful, smart, funny, kind, compassionate, creative, willing to learn and grow, the epitome of children anyone would want, but they're also disabled in a way that needs help, constant help, and tomoe and gabriel didnt want to put effort into this fantasy theyd constructed or give these wonderful kids the help theyd need to be what they wanted them to be, so their kids are haunted by the ghosts of what perfect meant to their parents.
Which characters? I've been using Impromptu chars until I can get Poison up with Ezio. Build was Toofie (i3 60), Voyager (i3 30 + Euphoria), FP (i3 60), and Matilda (i3 30 + Euphoria). Matilda is a flex here, putting in 37 or any Extra Action would help.
Without Euphoria characters, I need to test the builds out.
I swear you're gonna be the reason I make an "Anjo Nala in Places She Shouldn't Be" blog at some point. Speaking of: how about... Anjo Nala giving directions to Kevin on how to get to the lobby in the Plaza Hotel. It's really specific, I know, but someone has to give the kid directions.
Huh wdym, ofc this happened in the movie, silly! You'd even see Nala's name in the cast list!
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