#Nereid

[the-evil-clergyman]

The Sea Nymphs by Nicolas Auguste Laurens (1898)

[br3akfestattiffanys]

The Nereid Gown by Mirror Palais ೀ 𓂂𓏸 ꙳. ⟡

[medusaspeach]

Hera and the Nereid (sea nymph) Thetis, her foster daughter.

[artthatgivesmefeelings]

Ferdinando Andreini (Italian, 1843-1922) Nereid, 1874

[maclanahan--mermaid-comics]

How different mermaids might explain why they are attracted to their love interests…

[hemipenal-system]

it’s water spirit wednesday

go fuck the nearest pond river or lake

[marysmirages]

Son of the Sea (Achilles and Thetis) 2023

Gouache version of my old pastel work with Nereid Thetis and her son Achilles.

[artbyanca]

Thetis finding baby Hephaestus after he was thrown off the mountain.

[edubenart]

I've been drawing some followers' characters for rendering practice in Bluesky (first one was a random example, the other two belong to @/Leahlostheart and @/blokpieski)

[noncompliantcyborg]

Would you still love me if I was a worm?

I take portraits of marine animals... you can get archival quality prints of these ones here and here

These are Nereid worms, a type of segmented marine worm. They spend most of their life in the mud, but when it is time to spawn, their bodies transform into these incredible swimming epitokes. If you want more info about these critters, let me know!

[the-evil-clergyman]

Nereid by Marcel Paul Meys (1882)

[pjotvshownews]

According to IMDB, Jelena Milinkovic has been cast as a Nereid in Percy Jackson and the Olympians.

[ourstaturestouchtheskies]

Play of the Nereides - Arnold Böcklin // Mermaids - Florence + the Machine

[sydnieminty]

Thetis 🌊 We love a girlboss who will dip her demigod son in the river Styx to make him invulnerable 💅

[maclanahan--mermaid-comics]

"Well, I have no need for mortal men. But I have to admit, I do miss being worshiped by them…"

Pose reference from @jookpubstock's 2023 mermaid pack on Kofi

[hemipenal-system]

Coin

They say when you travel to take a bag of coins. When you have to wade through a river, they say, you should toss a coin into the rushing waters to pay toll to the river spirit, bringing good luck and calming the waters enough to allow you to cross safely.

Of course, a bag of coins can only go so far, but the spirits are forgiving. Show them an empty bag that once contained coins, and they understand you have crossed many rivers, and to them, that earns you favor. They will be happy to help you negotiate a different form of payment, should you find yourself unable to pay the toll.

They’re good at mimicking humans, practically indistinguishable save for never-dry, strangely incorporeal androgynous bodies with blue-toned skin and deep sea-blue eyes that sparkle with inhuman power. You could almost be fooled into thinking they were just another human. Almost.

It’s always strange the first time, watching them pull themselves from the water, leaving damp footprints behind them in the mud, and shape the water that composes them into a cock or a hole that seems to perfectly mold with your own. They know you better than any human ever could, pushing you down on your back in the grass with the gentle but persistent force of flowing water, making sure you’re comfortable before showing you why explorers practically never have enough coins by their own count.

Your satisfaction is enough payment for them. Knowing they’ve satisfied you in a way a human never could and never will is more than enough.

Of course, there are those who are arrogant and don’t feel the need to pay tolls. They soon find that their tolls will be paid one way or another, and learn first-hand that nature spirits are not to be trifled with.

They don’t just mimic humans, as an unfortunate explorer quickly learns when they’re confronted with a serpent-like creature with glowing eyes and a toothy mouth, longer than a rope and thicker than a tree.

The lucky ones are simply pulled within the mouths, held within a fluid body as the spirit dives back into its river, dashing its victim against rocks and tree roots before releasing it, injured and with a valuable lesson.

Less lucky explorers may be grappled, the massive watery body coiling around the tiny human as the spirit noses at their skin, teasing a selected hole with a gargantuan prehensile cock before working it deep into them, filling them with pure essence of spirit and a primal, inhuman need to go to the nearest river.

Once they arrive at their destination, frenzied with instinct, they are simply coiled again as a second spirit draws the essence from them before depositing them weak and unconscious upon the river bank to pay toll when they wake, the river beginning to fork as a new spirit is created from the process…