Ranking How Difficult It Would Be To Fight The Various Creatures In Miraland

i just had an AMAZING idea im going to make my LN oc a fashion doll maker. how smart am i??!

just discovered this image, expect to see this on all my art posts <3

doodlys

honestly i would really die for some domestic and/or fluffy nidvette pre-rebellion. i read a fic where they briefly had a stay at a hotel with a pool. DAMN it was so perfect i wish someone would write a fic where it’s just nidvette going on a business holiday or something. THE FIC NAME IS “Dark Verdict” by Anonperegrine btw holy shit it’s fucking gold RRRRAAAAGSFSTHFHGS

i think about it every day and whenever i draw nidhogg i use THAT fic as my reference for his expressions. peregrine i love you and your writing has changed my life for the better AND worse godbless.

ive NEVER been good at creative writing but i think at some point ill finally be forced to write for myself…. if this happens i wanna try to write royce x neva (royva?) as well AHHH anonperegrine also has an amazing royva fic sigh i feel like such a loser but at least i recognise peak fuck yes!!!!!

OKOK IM BEING CONVERTED I AM SEEING THIS VISION

one sided ozecavette peak and here's why

yvette is so observant (it's the anxiety) she can read the exhaustion in someone's posture. the faraway look when someone looks through you, not at you. it reminds her of the prime minister and it makes her heart beat. beyond that,

those vulnerable moments spent with someone in close quarters. showing someone your back. reminders to eat. smiles so soft and understanding that the outcome was unavoidable no matter the origin. ivetta, your smile you only reserve for one person, but you showed that precious thing to me, a tool, why? with nothing behind it, how? how long can an act continue before it becomes reality?

lies about your past. your future. our future. then there are the truths you don't bother to hide. the early mornings, the smell of smoke, two fingers on your temple. you are capable of being honest, and you are capable of being gentle. even if your softness was a lie, you were soft. something within you caged and reserved extended its emaciated arm without knowing the resounding implications of its awakening

the delusion. alluding to the idea of being something more. freedom from your burden. a different path from the one you've chosen. hope that's so real to yvette, as if she could make one leave behind what you've already given up your life to: you've been a dead man walking, but when you look at her eyes she sees something else, something imaginary but so real, like a funhouse reflection, twisted, yet strikingly recognizable at parts

yvette being someone so insignificant to everyone in her life but making them acknowledge things they've never considered before, always on accident. that kind of effect no one else can achieve because she'd gone unnoticed until she'd already nested under your skin. i have nothing nothing to fear but you disturb me. your kindness is a twisted interpretation of who you think i am. you're like a sun that's too bright on a day that's too cold.

tldr: the trope where you see a typically cold character show hidden kindness or a strong character showing their tired side to an animal but it's yvette (not an animal, just bnuy coded¹) and she's like that shit was real yo and ozeca is like uhh. (but some of it might've unfortunately been real, or at least a 1 to 1 reflection of how she is when she's being real.) them mutually bringing out the best in each other in the worst of situations with absolutely ZERO synergy it's awesome

GROW

BETTAAAAAAAAAAH

need to clean up

scrolling through tumblr at the family function is like russian roulette. it’s either architecture, poetry, ethel cain, or gay porn. every time i scroll im like… pls don’t be dick don’t be dick don’t be dick.

i want to take love nikki drawing request but i have no reach :(

kimi sketch!