#nymph names

[galaxylover06]

Comm I did for @einelitas with an additional sketch just for fun!

[anniflamma]

Re-working some scenes from my first draft for the next EPIC animatic. There are no clean-ups or similar yet. Everything is really rough.

[einelitas]

Happy royal family <3

[shushmal]

you ask for ficlet prompts, and a prompt you shall receive:

merman Steve please and thank you 🙏

blows you a kiss, i would do anything for you also im mixing a lot of lore here im so sorry

He grew up lonely. Nereides live solitary lives mostly, only gathering when called, when there is need. He spent many years roaming and exploring deep oceans, only seeing his kind in passing moments of trade and exchange. It is a very lonely life, and he never understands why he was so different from the resst, when all of his kind are perfectly happy in their solitude.

The ocean is vast, and there aren't many nereides in this part of the world. But there are a lot of humans—humans who are never alone, he finds, always accompanied by others in their boats and their swims.

He loves to watch them. They are fascinating, these land people who throw themselves into the ocean with excitement and joy and curiosity. He watches from a distance, filled with longing and envy, as these creatures leave the safety of their home to touch the sea.

It's how he finds Dustin, as its little body struggles as a rip tide pulls it from the shores. He knows he shouldn't, knows how dangerous humans are, but still, he rushes to it as the tiny thing wanes, stills, and brings it to the surface.

They float there together, the human and the nereid, just above the water, the human gasping for breath, trembling against him, until finally it speaks. Or screeches really. "HOLY SHIT!"

He doesn't understand the words, but he understands the meaning. "Holy shit," he says back to the human, because he's kind of feeling the same way.

The human begins to babble a whole lot of other things, and he has no idea what any of it means. He knows a little of human speech, things overheard, but he knows none of these words. This goes on for a long time, the two of them floating in the water alone, until finally the human points at itself and says, "Dustin."

"Dustin," he repeats.

"Dustin!" the human says again, gesturing at itself.

Ah, this is a Dustin. "Dustin," he says, agreeing, and uses his free hand to pat the human's head. Dustin then points, its little finger wagging in his face.

"You?"

"You?"

The Dustin says something again, but he doesn't understand it, distracted by a human boat shooting across the water towards them now. The Dustin is saying a lot of things still, but it's quickly approaching.

"Good-bye," he says to the Dustin, hoping that's the correct word. He ducks under the water and releases it, waiting a moment to make sure it floats, before darting back into the depths—only so far as to not be seen from the surface, even when the little human sticks its head underwater and looks around. Soon, the boat is beside it, and the Dustin is pulled from the sea.

He tries not to be sad about it. Dustin was wiggly and warm, and it was nice to hear it talk so loudly and so much. Nereides rarely speak like humans do, and he wishes that Dustin could teach him a few more of his words.

"Holy shit," he says, alone in the water, and decides to come back again tomorrow. Maybe he can see Dustin again.

[hoofpeet]

what are nymphs? they sound super cool & ive never seen you talk about them before :O

Here's a nymph guy ! Different 'breeds' of nymphs naturally grow different types of plants, and have varying sunlight/water needs based on it :]

[newwavesylviaplath]

sleeping beauty irl

[faytears]

thinking about lebanese percy again and how unbeknownst to a lot of westerners lebanon is full of greco-roman ruins (baalbek, tyre, sidon, etc.). like it makes me sooooo crazy to imagine percy finally getting the chance to visit lebanon with his mom to explore his human ancestry, but then he somehow finds himself standing in the ruins of berytus, the very city poseidon was the chief god of, and realizing that no matter what he does or where he goes there's no escaping his divine blood.

[aroaceleovaldez]

thought: Zoë Nightshade, daughter of Nyx

cause Nyx is often the mother of the Hesperides. And when she's the mother the father isn't always specified. So Zoë being a daughter of Nyx makes sense (especially cause right now the wiki says her mother is Pleione, which wouldn't make her one of the Hesperides, that would make her one of the Pleiades, which is a different and distinct group of nymphs - Pleiades are stars and part of Artemis' retinue. Hesperides are nymphs of the sunset/morning star and the ones in the garden with Ladon. Both are sometimes children of Atlas though. also there is a very specific number of Pleiades cause they're specific stars and have relatively consistent names, versus the Hesperides vary in numbers and have very inconsistent names.)

But just like, think about it thematically. Zoë Nightshade, daughter of Nyx. A nymph of the sunset/morning star, child of the the literal night sky and the titan who holds up the sky. "I can see the stars" HELLO? HELLO??? thank u for coming to my TedTalk

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

I wrote to you a while ago about Mountain Maiden( it's a folk story from the place I was born). I just wanted to say that it makes me incredibly happy every time it's mentioned. It was one of my favorite stories growing up, and now it's mentioned in a fanfic from my favorite author. Crazy crossover I knew I needed hahahh

P.S. Did you know Mountain Maiden can control and also turn herself into a lizard? Was it an intentional parallel or is it just a coincidence?

i'm always happy to hear this sort of stuff, i think i did mention that's like my main concern when pulling from mythos foreign to me hahah;,,

i did know she could do that! i was already going to play the association to her but then i found that out and i was like you can't just make this shit up, this is wild

like the only thing i think that doesn't really match in a major way is the fact that she's malachite-themed, which while yes is indeed copper-adjacent and thus works for our purposes; is also a very distictively green mineral. which, yknow. this is half of the reason why i shifted her to just the mountain maiden who appears in the copper mines. it's still accurate, i'm just ignoring the (for us) slight non-functional color-coding hahah;;

(the other half being of course what i mentioned in the author's notes, that since it's technically still teyvat and not our world, it'd be weird to have things from over here mentioned exactly by name)

[moonchild-in-blue]

irl darya because it's been a while and i'm feeling particularly slay today 🌿

feat. my new mint plant (she's the only one who's still unamed)

[lovelettersfromdoll]

[yolowritter]

Could this be joy?

Hello there everyone! How are you? So, I've been gone a few days because of battling Writer's Block for my fic. Long story short, I'm fine now! And the house didn't burn down! But I'm making this post because of my amazing friend Vega, who is the bestest best person to ever exist in the history of ever! You can find her on Twitter (@vegabegabego), and she and I got to talking about a little something! Low and behold, Vega drew me an aged-up Marinette as Hawkmoth! Because of course she did! I got her permission to share it with everyone, and it's really, really cool! She looks so menacing I love it! And this cured my Writer's Block!

[aristoteliancomplacency]

No it’s fine to have six separate tabs open on edit screens for Wikipedia. This is good and normal.

[melonthesprigatito]

Random thing I feel nostalgic about: that period of time after Sylveon was revealed but before the Fairy Type was when people couldn't figure out what the fuck Sylveon's Type was so they came up with crazy speculation/theories + the memes and fan art about it

[whump-and-other-misfortunes]

Bambi and the King

cw fantasy whump, captivity, nonhuman whumpee, defiant whumpee, royalty

Cassian choked on the wine he was drinking. “You what?” he demanded between coughs, handing the glass to one of his servants. 

“A wood nymph,” Valeria, the leader of the royal guard, repeated with a stoic expression. “We found him about fifty miles west, sneaking through Arlo Forest. The little thing was a pain to catch, but we got him.��� 

Cassian was still reeling. A nymph venturing into his kingdom was almost unheard of—they knew better. And the fact that his guard had managed to capture the creature was equally stunning. As far as magical beings went, nymphs were up there with faeries in terms of flightiness and cunning. “You have him?” Cassian repeated in disbelief. 

Valeria nodded once. “Yes, your majesty. Would you like us to bring him in?” 

The man waved his hands in an aborted gesture. “Um—yes. Yes, of course.” 

Valeria strode away silently, returning to the throne room a few moments later followed by two other guards. They were each holding an arm of the struggling wood nymph, dragging him to stand before Cassian. He looked young—no older than twenty, maybe, but Cassian wasn’t sure what that meant for nymphs. Soft auburn hair framed his face and he was scowling poisonously.

“Well, isn’t this something,” Cassian drawled, gazing down at the creature. He was tall and thin—willowy, his mind supplied—with big brown eyes. Sweet, like a fawn. He could have almost looked innocent if Cassian didn’t know the strength nymphs were capable of through their magic. And if this one weren’t looking at him like he was a second away from scratching the king’s eyes out. 

“Get off me,” the nymph spat, yanking his arms away from the guards. 

Cassian waved them off. “It’s alright. Let him go.” 

The guards released him and they, along with Valeria, stood to the side. The nymph stayed where he was, standing before Cassian’s throne, but those doe eyes shot daggers at him. Delicate wrists were locked in front of him in gold chains—special cuffs that blocked magic. The only reason they still had the creature there, and he hadn’t already run off or upended the entire castle. 

“I must admit,” Cassian said, “I’m very curious why you were trespassing on my land, Bambi.” 

The nymph’s glare soured even more, if that was possible. “My name is August.” 

Cassian waved his hand dismissively. “Not what I asked. Don’t you know that magical beings are not allowed to enter my kingdom without express permission? Your kind usually isn’t foolish enough to disregard that rule.” 

“The second I get these cuffs off, I'll fucking kill you,” August sneered, tugging pointedly at the restraints. 

A strange sense of excitement filled Cassian—this was already more entertainment than he’d had in a long time. And if the little nymph at his feet happened to be quite pretty as well, that was just a plus. “Well,” Cassian sighed, “if you don’t wish to answer my questions, then I suppose I'll have to keep you around until you’re ready to talk. Valeria—take him away, please.” 

August startled, trying to jerk away from the guards as they returned to grab him. “Wait, I—” 

“Don’t worry. They’ll be gentle with you, Bambi,” the king promised sympathetically. He turned his gaze to Valeria, instructing, “Find somewhere nicer to keep him, please. I don’t want our guest catching a chill in the dungeon.” 

The nymph’s eyes widened, but the fight quickly returned as Cassian’s guards began to drag him away. “Get your fucking hands off me,” he snapped, before turning over his shoulder to shout at Cassian. “I will claw that stupid, smug look off your face! You can’t keep me here!” 

“I’ll come see you soon,” Cassian called after him. Oh, this was going to be fun. 

taglist: @morning-star-whump ((lmk if you want to be added!))

pt 2

[rozugold]

Wake up babe, new Rozu sona just dropped (ft. @painless-and-colourful and @thatfriendlyanon’s mc sonas)