I Fill Up The “#nidhogg Ln” Tag WAYYY Too Much, Im Basically The No1 Poster That’s So Embarrassing

this acc is empty af don’t follow me if you aren’t interested in my extremely random interests (but do it anyway)

i use tumblr for anything i can’t do on twitter

wow…. events in order as well…. what if im died

doodlys

already scripting my apology for this one

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HOLY SHITTTT IM READING A LOUIE/LUNAR FIC FOR THE FIRST TIME IM HEARTBROKEN. THIS ISNT OKAY AHAHHHAGGSHAGHGYGSFVGG

edit: this is actually the first time ive felt more than just a little sad about lunar’s death. oh my god. i just read another one where lunar and louie were getting married in nikki’s imagination but it was actually lunar’s funeral. IM ACTUALL GOING TO CRY holy shit….. i actually can’t do this WHYWHYWHWYWHWHHWHWHWHHAHWHWHHWHWHAGAGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

kimi sketch!

nidvette atmosphere/description practice

edit: holy shit this is so trash 😭 but im going to keep it here for archive purposes ong

Another exhausting day of errands, scribbling, and organising had come to a close. Although the ministry office seemed to give an ever-bustling busy feeling during work hours, it would subdue in the evening, which yvette enjoyed. the quietness gave her racing mind (and body) to calm down, and she found it nice that the prime minister seemed to feel the same.

by now, the pair were the only ones left in the building. scritch-scratch sounds of graphite sketching on manuscript and the flicking through files created a strangely soothing kind of ambience. Hours would pass, layers darkness would fall, and numerous pots of coffee would have been boiled.

then they’d finish up for the day. sitting back in their chairs, finally taking a moment to breathe. at night, the office had transformed into a magical palace, lit up by warm yellow lamps which accentuated the rococo-esque lilith architecture which was often overlooked when the mind was full of other more important matters.

anyone remember this suit