#enzeru

[wiltedpeonii]

Pose if the first (and last) guy you ever told I love you to ghosted you just to go and date a blonde

This is more of a WIP than he's introduction because he's still subject to change lol

[itsmikatheghost]

Updated outfit for Enzeru

Bonus stuffs

[drageenzeru]

The pot was only half full with water Half full, that was it. Nothing more, nothing less. I did not expect the outcome. I didn’t turn it on, I didn’t ask for it. But there it was, the stove was on. It heated the water. It wasn’t much at first, but it didn’t have to. Soon, it became more, much more, and fast. Faster than it should, faster than I wanted. I didn’t know what to do at first. Should I let it stay on, or should I turn it off? My hands was hesitant, it moved without my thoughts. They tried to turn the stove off, but could not. The more they fought, the more we fought, the worse it got. The water would boil and boil, it took up more space. It would not turn off, it refused to give in. The water was almost spilling over the pot. It was getting too much, too close, it had to stop. Somehow, anyhow, it had to stop. ... I took a deep breath, thought it over and removed the pot from the stove. The stove was still on, is still on, but the pot would not be. The pot would cool down, away from the stove. It would not get all it’s water boiled, despite it’s great loss. More would not be lost. I will get more later.

[enzeru-migoto]

Storm Wood

Starter @multiversenaruto

In the midst of a raging storm stood a tiny woman, her stature petite only standing at four feet and eleven inches. Her snow white tresses whipping around her face and body as the wind blew around here changing directions having no real course. A large dragon head lowered near her as she stood on the edge of the cliff on a small island. The large sea dragon’s serpent like body wrapped around the island as he guarded it and the ruler of this land.

Earlier in the day before the sun began to set, the clouds constantly covering the sun only letting it peek out on rare occasions. She had just gotten back from a journey the Fates had sent her on several days ago. She was still adjusting back to being in her on realm once again, her normal way of feeding going back to normal, her eyes going back to the lavender hue and cat like slit pupils. Giving her an animal-like appearance, along with her fangs being able to lengthen from her gums in her mouth.

Enzeru’s emotions had been up and down since her return, the link she had with a man in her life once again had been severed. Her mind was healing from this,at the moment her emotions were raging fueling the storm around the realm, She had to be outside even with the violent nature of the storm it gave her comfort.

[wiltedpeonii]

ENN.

2072.03.19 <5pm> <JST>

Amazing pose by @tenyrasims ♡

[itsmikatheghost]

Sneak peak to a new CSM/JJK oc crossover thingy,

I haven't been in the mood to paint much either

Enzeru, a Uchiwa working as Public Safety Devil Hunter. She doesn't get along well with Isawa

Bonus stuffs

[drageenzeru]

Imagine playing in the most epic D&D campaign ever, all have been great. You have beaten bosses that was deserved it and it was hard won. You have beaten some bosses that was in the gray zone and victory was hard earned. But then you come to the “BBEG” of the campaign and it’s a former adventure spoken off in legend. He is an old man, but still got some muscles left on him. As you slowly bring down his health, he becomes easier and easier to fight. He starts to talk in delusion. “I won’t let you demons get to her!” “I won’t let you take the last I have!” And as you bring him down to 0HP, he stumbles backward for a moment, coughing up blood. “N-no, I won’t... let you... take her...” He says, slowly with clumsy movements he moves away from you towards what looks like a coffin. His grip on his sword loosen and fall to the ground, as he slowly reaches out for the coffin, not even halfway there. “Love, I... will always... protect... yo-...” The man slowly falls to the ground as the breath of life sips out of his old lounges. The adventure’s items, as you start to loot him, have seen many fights and all but lost their magical properties. As you look into the coffin, all you see is a skeleton in a dress that have seen better days. Your campaign ends there, with you having beat a “terrible evil” that protects a “great treasure”, but it feels sad. There was no point to the fight. There was nothing to claim from the fight after. All you did was end an old man’s suffering in delusion of endless paranoia.

[lastblessedwarrior]

Why have the other ageless women with white hair and dark eyes in this kingdom both caused issues.

Tell me