#nomadspath

[littlegondolinmonster]

Nomads are perfect comunists, it's a fact not an opinion

#cyberpunk 2077 #panam palmer #shitpost #nomadspath #nomad v

[gazelessmenagerie]

A gamble to bet over

#Tag: Etchings in the Walls { Art } #nomadspath #|| Aurel { Oasis } #|| Verse: The Only Thing Worse than the Devil is a Child #( these two idiots give me so much serotonin you have no idea. )

[dustedlegacy]

Maroon, Green and Gold

#♦ An Etching to Remember { Self } #♦ Creating Something From Nothing { Art Tag } #nomadspath #( these two idiots kill me so hard and I still love them. they just share one whole braincell when together. )

[i-am-vpelno]

You can see the stars,

Light shimmering off her bike,

It’s okay to dream.

#panam palmer #v x panam #nomadspath #cyberpunk 2077 #haiku

[clydesgod]

♛ :A time when mercy was requested but not provided

Ask a Killer - Accepting!

...

Many people have tried to break into the Clydesgod family manor. Why, you may ask. Well, it’s big, old looking, and a wealthy family resides within it. Surely they have to have some stray cash lying around. Surely they wouldn’t miss it.

Many people have broken into the Clydesgod family manor, lurked about, seeing any sort of silverware worth taking to sell on the streets or melt down into whatever. You’d have to be insane to get this far though, if the odd dark halls don’t make you want to turn around and run with your tail between your legs. Some odd cases stick about however, knowing that there has to be a safe here somewhere.

Someone once broke into the Clydesgod family manor just so they could have a look at that politician’s safe. Why? Where they a political rival? A common thief? Who knows. One thing was for certain, they got too far inside.

It’s one thing being inside someone else’s house, but it’s another thing when you can hear someone else’s footsteps. Who else would be up at this house? Maybe some kid, wanting to come down to check out the noise. They really didn’t want to deal with any snot nosed brats getting in the way of their next payday, but they had some zip-ties that would’ve worked wonders.

They looked around, pick locking the study door. The footsteps sounded distant and above him, surely no one could hear the noises, right? They’d done their best to keep quiet anyway. It was their speciality, stealth. They’d slowly get the last lock open, being able to twist the handle to the study door. They would’ve been able to easily see the safe that resided behind the politician’s desk.

“Heh, jackpot.” They probably thought.

They didn’t expect to hear anything else though, right?

“Excuse me,” rung out, causing the thief to freeze in place as they slowly turned their head to face whatever called out. “Who in the seven hells are you?”

They’d reach for their diving knife, it was pretty big and mainly used for cutting ropes and cutting through chain fences. But it could’ve been useful for threats.

“S-stand back!” They’d yell. “Don’t move and no one gets hur-”

They would’ve found themselves falling to the floor, dropping the knife onto the ground as they got dragged along the carpet towards the person. Their legs felt bound, as if something had been wrapped around them. Soon, they’d get a better face of the person who discovered them.

“We have children here. 3 children. MY. Children,” The figure would begin, her eyes staring deep into the thief’s soul. “Why would you DARE break into our family home. Why would you DARE think it would be a good idea to jeopardise our family life?”

The thief was lost for words, finding himself lost in her ominous glowing eyes.

“I-I was just aiming for the safe! I-I promise! L-look I promise I won’t tell anyone about what I found here I swear!” They’d reply, doing their best not to piss themself. “I wasn’t aiming to take no kids! I just wanted the cash!”

“Why do you have zip-ties then? Hrm?” She’d reply, causing the thief to stutter as he tried to work up a sensable reply.

“T-those are for adults! Not kids!”

“Oh? So you were planning on taking someone? Planning on restraining someone?!”

“N-nononononono! P-please! Please I’m so sorry it won’t happen again! Y-you can just turn me over to the police and I won’t tell anyone what’s going on here! I-I’m so sorry I just wanted some cash!” They were beginning to wish they took a different house.

“You SHOULD’VE took a different house.” The figure replied. Wait, what?

Before they could even ask, they felt something appear behind them. They were unable to turn around, but they felt it. A strange emptiness lurking behind them, as if there was no wind or air. They felt like they were about to be sent to space. Suddenly, more strange appendages appeared and started to wrap around their body, their torso, their arms, their mouth even. They began to scream and shout as they felt themselves slowly begin to get dragged in. The lights were going darker and darker, more appendages began to wrap around their face the figure looked on with an outstretched hand. She looked deep into their eyes as another appendage slowly coiled around the thief’s face. They couldn’t see or speak, they could only hear the sound of their own muffled pleas, as they got dragged away into what looked like a portal...

...

“...” Mabon peeked around, wondering what was all the commotion. They made a noise, trying to get Krista’s attention. She’d turn back quickly, closing the portal suddenly so he couldn’t see what was inside.

“Oh! Mabon,” She looked over, moving towards her husband as she wrapped her arms around him. “You were right, there was something down here! But, don’t worry. It was just the neighbours cat again!”

She moved over towards an open window, closing it and making sure it was locked tight.

“It made a little mess around your door but I made sure it got out alright! I was just tidying up,” she turned back around to him, clashing her hands together. “You’re a baby sometimes. I swear, you’re not even allergic to cats! There’s nothing to be afraid of!”

“...” Mabon looked down for a moment, before looking back up towards his wife. “I’m sorry dear.” He’d sign.

Krista would pull him into a hug, making sure he was leaning so she could plant a quick kiss onto his face.

“No need to apologise! Let’s go back to bed now, you’ve got a busy day tomorrow!”

Mabon nodded. She was right, he did have to get on a train all the way to Cardiff for the next Senedd meeting. It was vital he got his sleep. Slowly, Krista began to lead her hubby by the arm towards their bedroom, not giving him a good chance to examine what had just happened.

He couldn’t help but wonder why that cat loved being in the house so much. This was the 3rd time this had happened this month alone. He eventually lost track of his thoughts as Krista held his arm close to her. Hm, he needed to stop worrying so much.

...

Many people have tried to break into the Clydesgod family manor. But no one has been able to get past the matriarch of the house.

#{answered} #nomadspath #{the unnameable🐙 : Krista Clydesgod} #{lore} #// AAA THIS WAS FUN UWU

[lunafaeris-archive]

send me "™" if you think i'm quality!

          /*real crying cat hours in the club*

          I didn’t want to spam the dash with these all at once, but this is just the right kind of pick-me-up that I needed to see after a long day. Let it be known that you guys (yes, even you reading this) are the real MVPs; you’re crazy talented, super supportive and just all that is right with the world. I’m glad if even one of my posts makes you smile or gives you a bit of a chuckle. As long as you’re enjoying what you see in how I write my muses, then I would consider that a job well done and you guys have certainly spoken.

          Hugs, warm blankets and hot cocoa for all y’all 💞 !

@nomadspath​, @nxvatines​, @regnantlight​, @hhemeraa​

#❛ i'm a total trash mammal. ﹙out of character﹚ #nomadspath #nxvatines #regnantlight #hhemeraa #tbd. #*sniff* #ngl i get majorly insecure about my writing sometimes #and by sometimes i mean /a lot/ #especially balancing all my ocs as muses #but i'm really super stoked that you guys like what you see in how they interact #it warms the cockles of my heart #just *heart eyes*

[zhenzhulong]

      “ expresso?...what...even is that...? ”

#ic ;; 𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔱 𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔩 #commentary ;; 𝔬𝔟𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 #i'msorry i have to put a very confused dragon boy- #nomadspath

[kindersturm]

@nomadspath​ // lyric starter

Achilles Come Down ( 🎵 )

      “ The self is not so weightless, nor whole and unbroken. ”

#ic ;; 𝔄𝔫𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔫 𝔤𝔢𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔫 #nomadspath #:buf: hello here u go ily #main verse ;; 𝔰𝔠𝔥𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔫 𝔦𝔫 𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔇𝔲𝔫𝔨𝔢𝔩𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔱

[somftchilds]

@nomadspath​ ( cont. )

      “ nn no! i’m n not a g goat! ”

      Galapagos was surprised by the reply, only resorting to a shaky yell before buffing her cheeks and looking quite angry actually. Her long fluffy tail shifting from side to side clearly upset while she frowned. There was a moment longer of this little anger spur before the little anyagi started to glow and her form shifted to that goat-like(not goat) form, short limbs bent before she jumped straight into Vano’s face, horns first-

#ic ;; galapagos ;; dancing on the wind up and down again #;; crack ;; #is this crack- #this might not be crack- #nomadspath #local goat boy gets rammed in the face by a goat child-

[littlegondolinmonster]

Ubolewam nad dwoma okazjami, które CDPR zaprzepaściło a mianowicie, dlaczego żaden ze starszych nomadów taki Saul albo Cassidy(on to nawet pisał do V w sprawie Panam był by idealny) nie powiedział czegoś w stylu polskiego wuja "JA WSZYSTKO ROZUMIEM-MIŁOŚĆ I SRACZKA TO DWIE CHOROBY- JEDNA RWIE SERCA A DRUGA RWIE DUPĘ, ALE NIE BĘDZIESZ DZIEWCZYNY BEZ PIERŚCIONKA BAŁAMUCIŁ." No to by było ideanalne.

NO I druga rzecz, dlaczego podczas dialogu z Johnnym na polach naftowych przy pytaniu o napis na nagrobku nie było opcji "Śpij słodko aniołku."

Kiciński i Iwiński zjebali odc. Chuj wie który

#cyberpunk 2077 #panam palmer #cyberpunk v #johnny silverhand #cyberpunk shitpost #nomad v #nomadspath

[gazelessmenagerie]

..Takes one look at that obnoxious weakling..

“ don’t you start. ”

#|| Tag: Dash Watching #broly vc: i'll make sure you are incapable of walking for the next week. #|| Suggestive #nomadspath #( lmsdlfjg just one look. that's all it takes )

[dustedlegacy]

currently at dash because... reasons.

#nomadspath #♦ Creating Something From Nothing { Art Tag } #( local cowboy claims he's not gay while zooming in on aurel. )

[matador-of-love]

❝ Now that’s debatable. ❞ 

“Is it debatable, my little sandstorm?” A gloved hand reaches to delicately grip at Vano’s chin. Red eyes sparkling with excitement, leaning in to the shorter other. “I don’t think there’s no debate in the fact that we’re lovers.” 

#.ic #hehehe >:3c #nomadspath

[eyescrsd]

| @nomadspath​​ | lyrical  sc |

          “ Everybody  in  this  party  feels  so  fake...  I  really  wish  that  I  could  say  it  to  your  face.  But  I  won't,  so- “

#[ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪɢ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴘᴏsᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴜғғ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ sᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ. ; ic ] #nomadspath #(( hi!! hope it's okay! )) #(( also for clarification - they assume he doesn't see them probably :V ))

[nebula-horizon]

Cont. from here ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾

   Celeste stared at the stranger from behind her cream colored scarf, her rose colored eyes looking as curious as ever. Although it wasn’t a snowy day, she could still see the condensation in her and everyone else’s breath so she couldn’t help but to find it odd that this stranger wasn’t cold. 

   “I suppose that’s true,” she said in response. Celeste rubbed her hands together before she blew some warm air into her palms. “I guess it’s just curiosity,” the pastel woman said. She genuinely wasn’t trying to be a bother to him -- if anything Celeste was trying to extend a polite and sweet gesture to who she thought was freezing cold. “I work at the café around the corner from here, Mister. If you want something warm to drink, I can get you something nice for free.”. 

  Despite the cold, Celeste gave him a warm smile before she waved at him and went to head back to work from her lunch break. 

{ @nomadspath​ }

#((I hope this is okay i really wanted celeste to interact with vano and she's just trying to come off as normal as possible gjhlghdflg)) #cσvεя үσυя cяүsтαℓ εүεs! ✧ ･ﾟ ★(RP) #V: Home is with you (Main) #Pending Vano Tag. #Nomadspath #sтαяgαzε ηεxт тιмε★*:.｡ ☁(Queue)

[harshvir]

Strange Girl Vol.1

#nomadic #digital nomad #nomadspath #nomad of nowhere #3d #explore #genetics #graphic design #lighting design #photoshop #movies #fictional characters #character development #original character #character design #character art #female character #character concept