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@nerdoscaeva
“Unworthy is the rule
whose subjects seek the
solace of false gods.”
Imperial Law
“Speak Quickly”
“You Have Something?”
thanks to the person who let me see the Lore book at the fanfest for Nero’s info today.
I’m cry. Thank you Koji fox for his back story. I want more.
“And as long as my ambition burns, I shall strive so seize it.”
“We find the lack of Garleans disturbing.”
And thus begins our quest to find and gather our fellow Garleans and grow our little family! We (being myself and @tribunuslivia ) are specifically interested in interacting with the following npcs;
Gaius van Baelsar Nael van Darnus Rhitahtyn sas Arvina Varis zos Galvus Regula van Hydrus
Other Garleans, be they NPC or OC based are more welcome to join as well! We’ll never get enough of our problematic faves.
And no, we are absolutely not planning to take over Eorzea whatever would make you think we’d do such a thing?
Sees him, thinks for a brief second, then comes up behind him and kicks him. "Again with the damn disappearing acts. If I didn't know better I would say you're avoiding me." And there's the infamous Puppy Eyes. Rip Nero tol Scaeva, can't escape now.
“...Ow!” Whirls around, ready to defend himself, until he sees who it was. “Oh.” Well, she’s not entirely wrong, but... it’s complicated, okay? “Only as much as I’ve been avoiding anyone who has a tendency to get tangled in the world-saving business on a regular basis,” he replies wryly. Not at all affected by the puppy eyes. Nope, certainly not. “Besides, you... have been kind of busy... with the Dragonsong War and all?”
“No, no. Nothing last I knew.” Which was something that made her more than a little relieved. A Warrior of Light she was, but gods be good, she had needed a break. “Simply getting things repaired. I’ve been taking on adventuring work once more, rather than saving the world.” There was a bit of humor and weariness in that statement. “I’m guessing the technology to be found in the area is what’s brought you here?”
"Well, that’s a relief,” he muttered half under his breath. He wouldn’t have enjoyed having to bail now that his workshop was starting to make profit... But even less he would enjoy getting caught in the middle of another Crystal Tower episode.
He made an awkward half-shrug at her question. “Truth be told,” not that anything was forcing him to be truthful, but right now he didn’t see any harm in it, “that’s only part of the reason.” He made an expansive gesture at the town around them. “Idyllshire is so full of adventurers that it’s easy to blend in; nobody finds me suspicious, or at least any more so than anyone else. Reminds me of Mor Dhona.” Except further away from the nearest Empire outpost... which was a definite plus.
Merrily hums ‘oh my god, look at this place, this looks like my next mistake’ under his breath...
lionessofuldah:
Merle was just in Idyllshire for repairs before she continued on. She didn’t want to deal with Rowena’s craziness that day [or ever, but sometimes she had to], nor did she feel like getting roped into another of Midnight Dew’s calls for help…
She also hadn’t expected to hear the racket she did passing by someone’s workshop, followed by a familiar face and voice exiting it. Furrowing her brow a bit, she cleared her throat before piping up. [Had he truly just made a horrible pun, or was she hearing things?]
“Nero? I certainly didn’t expect to see you.”
Nero stopped in his tracks, turned and squinted down at the woman before him, recognising her. “Yes, the feeling is mutual, I assure you,” he replied. Gods, he must look like a hot mess. Though he supposed she’d seen him in worse condition... The thought was not overly comforting.
“Are you in Idyllshire for business or pleasure?” He winced a little; that didn’t come out quite right. “I just mean to ask if there’s any impending danger I should watch out for...” Besides his own tools falling over his head, that is. He was not going to bring that up, though.
ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ s ᴛ ᴀ ʀ s ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀɪɴs ᴘᴏɪɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴘɪsᴛᴏʟs ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀᴡɴ
Should anyone happen to pass by the building in Idyllshire where Nero had set up his workshop, they might hear a mighty clatter as though something falling and knocking over several other somethings along with it, followed by an indignant yelp and muffled cussing.
After a moment the man himself exits the building, wiping blood from a shallow gash on his brow and… giggling? and muttering something about ‘colladderal damage’?
So this is a thing and it’s amazing (it’s basically a Harlequin romance generator, rofl, you can add a set of characters at the “customize” link).
Putting the personal in PA! The unwanted advances of gold-digging socialites are an occupational hazard for racing legend turned tycoon Nero Scaeva. So he extends his PA’s job description to cover evening events. Cid Garlond has risen to his boss’s every challenge… But being seen on his arm means spotlights, scrutiny, figure-flaunting cocktail dresses – and leaving the safety of his staid grey suits! Famous for his cool, Nero’s anything but when he sees his formerly frumpy PA dressed to kill! Cid knows this playboy well – he’ll arm his heart with the same steel used on the Scaeva motorbike!
@anannolonger
Help now I want Nero and Jack Harkness to meet.
alt
ARK?? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO YOUR URL I AM DYING
...ahem. Anyway.
The man in a grey coat looks around, slightly baffled and trying to hide it. He glances at the vortex manipulator strapped to his wrist and shakes it for good measure. The bloody thing must be malfunctioning. This is definitely not where he meant to land.
But the locals aren’t bad-looking at all. Taller than him -- most of them considerably so, even the women -- and some have grey skin and the ears are weird but hey, none of that has ever been a deal breaker. Oh, he’s sure he can enjoy his stay here, where ever here is. The only problem is that he stands out a little bit. This doesn’t look like a planet that has the tech for interstellar travel -- let alone crossing the space-time -- and trying to explain where he’s from could get a tiiiiny bit awkward.
He’s not overly worried, though; he’s Jack Harkness. He’s talked his way out of worse situations.
Send me "alt!" and I'll introduce you to a character I've rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!
Nero lovers, here
show some skin Nero, not just your handsome face D:
why is he so damn modest!? We are teased with his hands and face Dx
I really want to call you Sans
Terribly sorry but I was here first. You should be calling them Nerdo.