Nidvette - ꒰ Nidvette Struggles ꒱

naw why are people actually seeing my shitty and untagged nidhogg drawing 💀💀💀 i swear i can draw better than this

when im happy and finish editing with my short fic ill put it on ao3, pls support me plesssss!!?..?:!99

just finished my idk 8th rereading of “the dark verdict”

id actually consider naming my child yvette if i were to have one

NAME CHANGE I LOVE NIDVETTE

i never noticed how long nidhogg’s fingers were damnnn 😍😍😍😍

the BAMboozlers 💥🦜

i fill up the “#nidhogg ln” tag WAYYY too much, im basically the no1 poster that’s so embarrassing

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.

Strawberry Etho for the ethogirls! this will be the last strawberry, sorry