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weirdlookindog · 2 months ago
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Arthur Illes (1870–1953) - “Die Lorelei”, a.k.a. “Nixe”, c. 1899
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wearedogmaa · 2 months ago
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Dogma reel from dogma.nixe @IG
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sam-reid · 1 year ago
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My First Peak DOGMA
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rs-hawk · 2 months ago
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MerMay: Day Six
Nixe
Sorry this is a day late. I’ll post Day Seven later today
Gen!AFAB Reader x Fem!Nixe
The old lake at the edge of town rarely had visitors anymore. it after the sudden uptick of drownings. Some people blamed it on the current from the river that fed into it, but others, those that still believed the old stories, whispered about a beast, a creature, that was living below the mirrored surface.
“Stay safe,” an old woman who lived near the lake called as you walked past her, headed to the lake with a lunch box in had. “There is more to that lake than you might think. There’s much more to that lake that what you can see!”
“I’ll be alright,” you called back, waving over your shoulder.
As you walked dow to the lake, a dog you used to sig as a child came back to you. Not the words, but the melody. You hummed as you came to the edge of the lake, finding a picnic table to sit at. You kept humming as you pulled out your food. While you ate, your foot tapped to the melody i your head. After a little while, you heard someone humming the same melody behind you.
There was a lump in your throat as you swallowed the last bite of food that was i your mouth. Only when the humming continued did you finally turn around. Your blood ran cold and you felt like every hair on your body seemed to stand on end.
With only her upper body above the water, you still knew what she was. Fins where her ears should be. Hair like seaweeed covered most of her face,a d did completely cover her breasts. Her webbed hands were pressed against the bank, her head tilted as she continued to hum the melody you had been. As the two of you locked eyes, she hopped up onto the land.
“Do it again,” she said, tapping her frog-like foot to mimic what you had been doing before.
Cautiously, you began tapping your foot again, watching as her face lit up, yellow eyes wide with delight.
“Yes! Just like that,” she smiled, hopping several times as she came closer to you. “It sounds so good.”
“You think the foot tapping sounds good?” You asked, surprised that she enjoyed the mere sounds of your foot hitting the grass undertoe.
She nodded, ribbiting as she hopped around you i a jumping, hopping sort of dance. Despite yourself, you laughed, adding your humming to the mix. She stilled, her frog eyes wide as you hummed and began dancing with her. Her reaction had made you think she enjoyed it, but really, she had thought that you were tryin got impress her by performing a mating dance to sounds you knew she enjoyed.
Before you knew it, you were sprawled o your back, on the grass, her long frog tongue lapping at your core through the fabric of your shorts as her webbed fingers took several moments to undo them. However, as soon as as she did, she yanked them ad your panties off, her long slimed tongue sliding between your folds before plunging into your core.
The warm yet sticky sensation made you writhe, but you can’t deny that it does feel amazing. It ca coil inside of you, flexing and stretching you in ways you would have never expected. Her webbed fingers move to hold open your thighs, letting her slide her tongue even deeper. It felt like she was pushing it into your womb. A low groan escaped you lips, your hips bucking.
“Yes,” she croaked, but your mind was so muddled at first you didn’t even know what she was talking about.
“Hm?” You mumbled, the grass under you starting to tickle your bare skin.
“Yes,” she repeated, her long tongue sliding out to flick against your clit, making you jolt up, your fingers curling in her seaweed like hair. “Mate. Yes.”
Of course you had o idea that you gave her the impression you wanted to be her mate, but hey, you are’t being drowned and now you had a surprisingly talented Nixe girlfriend.
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redmoondragon-art · 11 months ago
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I really only have a super small handful of KH OC. Her name is Nixe. She was originally for a fanfiction I wrote but changed her up. Originally Land of Departure, survived the fall of that world to grow up in Traverse Town and trained by Moogles. Once she had enough she moved to Radiant Garden to own a potion shop.
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deldela · 3 months ago
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Nøkk
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pyromairon · 1 year ago
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Nixe, King of the Winter Court from my original campaign "Kingdoms of Nevarel"
Redesigned ❄️
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myvinylplaylist · 9 months ago
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Dogma: Dogma (2023)
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2024 Vinyl Release
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gasmaskbunny · 7 months ago
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mythical-art · 1 year ago
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The Nix of the Mill-Pond, from Little Brother & Little Sister and Other Tales by the Brothers Grimm, pub.1917 (litho)
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doubtspirit · 6 months ago
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Nixie
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primalmuckygoop · 2 years ago
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Nixe are river sirens from germanic folklore- aside from their alleged shape-shifting and ability to murder horny men with incredible effectiveness, their most distinguishing trait is their perpetual moisturized look.
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wearedogmaa · 2 months ago
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Dogma @ bangers open air
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maimoncat · 1 year ago
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Andersens "Kleine Seejungfrau" ist an einer langen Tradition von Wasserfrauen angelegt, die lang ins Mittelalter führt. Von ihnen ist die kleine Meerjungfrau die erste, die sich weigert, den Menschen, der ihr Herz zerbrach, zu töten, und damit von dieser Tradition abbricht. Darum hab ich mir diese Szene ausgedacht, wo die älteren Nixen versuchen die Jüngste zu überzeugen, auch ihren Prinzen zu töten. Hier eine kleine Verdeutlichung:
Links: Melusine, die Wasserfee. Ihr Sagenstoff ist bis ins 12. Jahrhundert verwurzelt und schon im 13. wurde er mit der Adelsfamilie der Lusignans in Verbindung gebracht. Melusine heiratete Raymund unter der Bedingung, er dürfe sie nie Samstags beim Baden zusehen. Natürlich konnte der Ritter der Neugier nicht widerstehen und als er seine Frau mit einem Schlangenleib sah, flog diese davon und nahm Großteil des Glücks, das sie ihm geschenkt hatte, zurück.
Rechts: die Meerfei aus Egenolf von Staufenbergs Rittermäre. Wie viele mittelalterliche Patenfeen beschützte sie den Ritter Peter Diemringer auf dem Schlachtfeld. Sie verliebte sich und nahm eine heimliche Ehe mit ihm auf, doch er ließ sich vom Kaiser überzeugen und verließ den Wassergeist für die königliche Muhme. Zur Hochzeit stieß die Meerfei ihren Fuß durch die Decke und sagte ihm seinen Tod vor. In vielen Verdichtungen wird auch sie Melusine genannt.
Oben: Undine aus Friedrich de la Motte Foucqués Erzählung. Name und Handlung stammen aus Paracelsus Buch um Elementargeistern, die auch sein Kommentar auf die Staufenberger Sage enthält. Undine ist die Nixe, die der kleinen Meerjungfrau am ähnlichsten ist und auch sie hätte ihren geliebten nicht umgebracht, wenn ihre Familie sie nicht dazu gezwungen hätte. Benjamin Lacombes Illustrationen davon sind unheimlich schön.
Andersen's "little Seamaid" is radicated in a long tradition of heartbroken waterwomen, that goes back to the Middle Ages. Of them the little mermaid is the first who refuses to kill the human that broke her heart, thus splitting from that tradition. That's how I came up with this idea, of the older nixies trying to convince the youngest to follow their example and kill her prince as well. Here some more info on them:
Left: Melusine, the water fairy. Her legend stems from the 12th century and was already connected to the family of Lusignan by the 13th. Melusine married Raymund under the condition, that he would never see her bathe on a saturday. Naturally he couldn't resist his curiosity, and thus saw her exposed snakebody, which made her fly away, taking with her all the luck she had gifted him.
Right: the Merfey, from Egenolf von Stauffenberg's chivalric poem. Like many medieval fairy godmothers, her job was to aid the knight Peter Dimringer in battle, yet she fell in love with him and married in secret. However the knight was convinced by the emperor to reject the water sprite and remarry the royal aunt/cousin. The Merfey burst with her foot through the ceiling at the wedding, and foretold Peter his death in three days. In many adaptations her name is given as Melusine.
Up: Undine, from Friedrich de la Motte Fouqué's novella. Name and plot are taken from Paracelsus book on elementals, which also contained his commentary on the legend of Stauffenberg. Undine is the closest related to the little mermaid, and she too would have refused to kill her love, hadn't her family forced her to. I was inspired here by Benjamin Lacombe's wonderful illustrations.
"La Sirenetta" di Andersen va a pescare da una lunga tradizione di tragiche donne acquatiche, che ha le sue radici nel medioevo. Tra queste, la giovane sirena è la prima a rifiutarsi di uccidere l'uomo che le spezzò il cuore, rompendo così con la tradizione. Da qui mi è venuta l'idea per questa scena, dove le sirene più antiche cercano di convincere anche la più giovane ad ammazzare il suo principe. Ecco un po' di informazioni:
A sinistra: Melusina, la fata delle acque. La sua leggenda nasce nel XII secolo e già nel XIII fu ricondotta alla nobile famiglia di Lusignan. Melusina sposò Raimondo, a condizione che lui non la vedesse mai fatsi il bagno di sabato. Ovviamente lui non resisté alla curiosità e quando vide la moglie col corpo di serpente, lei scappò, portando via con se la fortuna che gli aveva donato.
A destra: la Fata Marina, dal poema cavalleresco di Egenolf von Staufenberg. Come molte fate madrine medievali, era incaricata di guidare e proteggere un cavaliere, Peter Dimringer, in battaglia. Ma si innamorò del mortale e lo sposò segretamente. Furono felici finché l'imperatore non convinse il cavaliere a lasciare lo spririto delle acque per sposare la zia/cugina di famiglia reale. La Fata Marina sfondò il soffitto della sala col piede al matrimonio e predisse allo sposo la morte entro tre giorni. In molte versioni della storia viene chiamata anche lei Melusina
In alto: Ondina, dalla fiaba d'autore di Friedrich de la Motte Fouqué. Nome e trama sono tratti dal libro di Paracelso sugli spiriti elementari, nel quale è anche contenuto un commento alla leggenda di Staufenberg. Ondina è la ninfa più simile alla sirenetta di Andersen, e infatti anche lei non avrebbe ucciso il suo amore, se la sua famiglia non l'avesse obbligata
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hinter-dem-spiegel · 2 years ago
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Noch ein Patreon - Geschenk, an eine meiner Unterstützerinnen.
Lustige Idee :)
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thedemonlady · 2 years ago
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Dogma - "My First Peak"
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