#nymp

[alvertesongdiary]

Shygirl - Coochie (a bedtime story)

Hello Hello? Is anyone there? It’s the coochie calling

All night Every day Anytime that coochie calls I’ll be on my way

All night Every day I’m ready for the coochie call

pretty and soft Yeah I like it brand new Spread that little coochie for me Show me how u dooo

Sticky and sweet It’s too good to be true thinking bout the coochie Gotta get the coochie coo

little coochie It be Calling to me Right next to the juicy booty Oh so Juicy

little coochie It be Calling to me Right next to the juicy booty Oh so Juicy

Coochie wha Coochie where Coochie here Coochie there

Coochie

Coochie wha Coochie where Coochie here Coochie there

Coochie

All night Every day Anytime that coochie calls I’ll be on my way

All night Every day I’m ready for the coochie call

pretty and soft Yeah I like it brand new Spread that little coochie for me Show me how u dooo

Sticky and sweet It’s too good to be true thinking bout the coochie Gotta get the coochie coo

Sweet sounds I can hear the melody Floating in the clouds Yeah the coochie is so heavenly

Never coming down So high u can catch me Never ending story Just me and the coochie

Coochie wha Coochie where Coochie here Coochie there

03/10/2022

[zhemariart]

Time to continue with the next pair of story-in-progress, this time going with Rowan and Sergio <: Sergio is the unfortunate soul that got cursed and honestly what effects him the most about it, is the effects on everyone around him. The two were a couple until Sergio broke it off, not wanting to keep submitting Rowan to the curse's side effects. Rowan decided even if Sergio wouldn't let him in through the door, he wasn't going to stop, because some bitch with a curse is not to dictate their future C:

My Carrd c:

[bdsdart]

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[nevermeyers]

Yuuji savored that name, lying on his bunk.

“Megumi.”

A beautiful name that passed delicately across his lips. It sounded like flowers, like his semi-nudity covered in nature, like shyness; green irises, pursing mouth, soft and expressive features. It sounded like the kind of dreams that faded into a mysterious haze, like magic and crystalline waters.

He rolled over between the sheets, hugging himself. He was extremely obsessed with Megumi. All the pages of his notebook had been filled with his gaze, his face, his body. He longed to touch him to see if he was warm or cold, to see how tall he was next to him, how little he bulged. He was so slender it looked like he would fly away at any moment. He was a wonderful creature.

That night he dreamed of Megumi. With his body and his skin against his, with his voice, lips behind his ear, whispers. It was so embarrassing he had to spend an extra fifteen minutes in bed, coming to terms with what had happened, breathing hard.

Megumi posed for him. Or rather, he stood still, looking at him with a slight frown, probably wondering what the hell he was doing. Yuuji was sitting under the willow tree, the nymph was sitting in front of him, a few meters away. He felt he was gaining his trust.

"You're very pretty," he muttered to himself, knowing he wasn't understood. “You... your entire being.”

He showed him the results of the sketches every time he finished one. Then he would come home and work out the details. He wasn't able to discern if Megumi was enthusiastic about his art, but he noticed the way he became emotional every time he recognized himself on paper.

On one of those occasions, Megumi sat next to him. Yuuji didn't even hear it, he was too busy tracing the shape of his collarbones. He held his breath when he saw in the periphery of his gaze the creature's familiar figure.

He cocked his head. He looked at Megumi, swallowing hard, feeling like he could ruin the moment with any wrong move, because he knew how skittish he was. He was even more beautiful up close. Megumi was looking at the pages of his notebook. Then, he pointed to one of the drawings and said something he couldn't understand.

“Do you like it?” He asked. It was a fairly simple portrait, adorned with willow branches behind and on both sides of Megumi. His eyes and lips were detailed, his nose had been carefully shaded, but beyond that there was nothing special, it was just a portrait and he had done dozens of them like that.

Since he didn't know what he was saying, he tore off the page and handed it to him.

"It's for you, Megumi," he brought it closer to the boy's chest, urging him to take it. “It's a gift.”

The next morning, Megumi brought peaches. Yuuji accepted one. He noticed the greenish veins on the back of Megumi's hand as he offered it to him. They sat under the willow tree, as always. It seemed to him that the nymph was getting closer and closer.

“Thank you.”

He took a bite. The juice soaked his lips and ran down his chin. It shone in sweet grooves between his fingers and his forearm. It was fresh, delicious and sweet.

He caught Megumi looking at his mouth, licking his own lips’ juice.

All the willows we sit under

[bugwolfsstuff]

I want to give Mr D daddy issues but in the 'I was his favorite, what happened?' way

[ie. the daddy's girl to the least favorite child the moment she hits puberty way (projecting here)]

[maxellminidisc]

I love watching older j dramas and the funniest randomist shit comes out of left field

[calypsol1ve]

Melanie Martinez nymph sketch I did a while back

[naturalcw-blog]

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[conradrasputin]

[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

Percy Jackson Masterlist

For all my Percy Jackson lovers this is a list of all tics for the pjo series!

Percy Jackson

In Every Life Time - In Every Life Time, You Lost Him.

In His Arms - Falling Into Tartarus In His Arms.

Waiting Room - In Which Your Father Was Never An Option

Annabeth Chase

Ask the Oracle

Grover Underwood

Too Bad - In Which Grover Can’t Understand Why You Love To Bicker

Nymp!Reader - Grover Underwoood Dating A Nymph!

Thalia Grace

Ask the Oracle

Clarisse La Rue

Capture The Flag and A Soulmate Mark - Meeting Your Soul Mate In Capture The Flag.

Fated to Be Yours - Part 2 to Soulmate Au

Capture The Flag - Doesn’t Go Right, As Always.

Luke Castellan

The One That Got Away - Preparing Luke's Shroud

[frogaster]

Nymp of rayman origins

[simpleroses]

Could you draw Shieldmaiden Wendy? I was disappointed that after TFBW she couldn't join the boys again in Snow Day.

Omg same tho

They even changed Nichole from a nymp to a demon. Like seriously, justice for the ladies in this game

[11queensupreme11]

The double standards with Percy and the yanderes are hilarious 😂

Poseidon: You’re friends with a RAPIST?

Percy, who just got fucked by him against her will : You’re one to talk, daddy!

——————————

Hades: You shouldn’t drink Percy, you’re a baby

Also Hades: *wants to fuck said “baby”*

——————————

Beelzebub: Don’t die on me now, Percy

Beelzebub, a few days ago: I want you to kill me Percy

——————————

Apollo: I can’t believe you would look at a man other than me!

Percy: *looks at the group of nymps surrounding him, almost all of them are nude*

gods are literally the biggest hypocrites in the universe and they're totally unashamed of it 💀

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Inspiration from the fary gala, this time the two guys have to sneak in to the Princess Academy to steal a magic stone from one of the dorms

( let's say Rook, Malleus, Jamil, Ruggie and Leona )

The dorm that they have to steal is represent the wife of the king of the underworld and th theme is forest,nature,the uniform for the students are nymps/farries theme ( I love Greeks, han dynasty, and Romen dresses of the past ) while the dorm leader is wearing the crown with said gem they have to steal, what they didn't know is Crewel daughter is the dorm leader and they wearing a dress that looks liked the queen of the underworld might wear

Like they spot them as she doing final stroll in the garden and spots them, whisper yelling at them what the hell are they doing as the school is very protective of their students since few incedent happened in the past

Like the gem they need isn’t even as important as the fairy gem from the event

it's just something Crowley says they need

And that their grades will suffer if they don’t at least try to get it

“What the heck are you guys doing here!?”

To find the students at NRC at your school sneaking around in the only way they can

Dressed as girls

Even with Vil and Crewel’s expertise costuming nothing gets past your keen eye

Rook says he looks like his sisters with a bulky toga in hopes to hide his muscles

When you do originally find them he’s quite excited

You look gorgeous and he’s so happy he can even come close to emulating it with his disguise

“La La Madameoiselle Crewel you look divine!”

“Thank you, Rook, now what on a dalmatian’s spots are you doing here?!”

You’re speaking to them in the open as they are dressed convincingly enough

Leona had to be dragged here

And his scowling madeup face says just that 

“Good. Give us your crown and we’ll be on our way.”

“No deal. We have a ceremony that relies on it. Maybe but otherwise you're going to have to wait.”

“Why should we? We could just take it now.” 

“Leona!” 

You waved off Ruggie and Jamil’s whispered exclamations

“Because…it’d be incredibly inconvenient if a spell ripped all your clothes off revealing who you truly are. And out of curiosity have you ever felt the weight of a woman’s fist. Well try multiple. The growing woman of the Princess Academy will collectively castrate, maul, beat, pummel any uninvited men on their campus. Now do you really want to try it?”

Silencing the group, you gave a smile 

“Good. Follow me.”

To say you made the entire group excited would be an understatement

Malleus is an odd one who actually is hiding quite well 

He realizes as he stays close by that he’s getting a lot of attention

“Hey those contact lenses are sexy on you, where’d you get them?”

“Your hairstyle is so perfect for the theme, who’s your stylist?”

Thankfully you waved off any of the questioning girls maneuvering him to stay with your group in a gallery section of the ceremony before being caught by your administrator

“Ohh (Y/n), those two friends of yours can act as your undead servants. You all look so cute it will be perfect.”

The most convincing girls of your group are Jamil and Ruggie who act silently as your undead escorts during the ceremony

Both of them marvel at your looks as you glow with the power of Persephone’s gem

Finally getting away you tell them they can switch out the actual one with the fake one in one of the library nooks away from the hustle and bustle of the students

“Ruggie if you’d please at least let me take the gem out before you fully take it away?”

With a role of his eyes he hands you the real one in his pocket

For a moment you raise your hand to complete the spell only to smirk before speaking to the shadows of the room

“Well headmistress, I think that should be enough.”

“Yes thank you, (Y/n).”

When everyone’s faces morph into surprise you puff your lip mockingly as you sit with the crown on a nearby desk as the headmistress surges closer

“Sorry boys, but we’ve been on a streak for over a century and you know how much I hate losing.” 

“(Y/n) if you’ll use the power of Persephone?”

“Gladly.” 

Within an instance you transport all of them back to Crowley’s office

“Seems like you’ve lost again Dire Crowley” Your headmistress chuckles as Crowley dejectedly reveals to his students the real reason why he sent them

Which was to finally get ahold of the crown to be able to hold their own Persephone fair I mean he does have the descendant of Hades

Bonus round 

“The descendant is here?”

“Headmistress, if I may shan’t we celebrate with him, excusing his obvious difference?”

“I don’t see why not.”

Cut to Ortho and Idia being draped with flowers and fed pomegranates as he’s led to dance the you waiting

“U-uh (Y-y/n)?”

“Yes?”

“Y-y-y-you l-l-l-look b-b-beautiful!”

“Hehe, thank you, Idia. Now don’t be afraid and put your hands on my waist. Hold tight.” 

Now everyone at NRC is moping as they let themselves be played by you

When you do come and visit once again you pay a special visit to each of these guys

“Now you may have been served your punishment from the school but you haven’t had mine yet. Now should you be a guinea pig or a teacup puppy? The options are endless!” 

You’re father has taught you well, and punishing misbehaving puppies is a specialty

[mynameistocool]

~When in Rome~

Part 1

Pairing: Mobius M Mobius x Fem!Reader

Warnings: None

*translated lines

~

You’d seen magic before, of course you have, it was the very being of your spirit. It was your purpose. So just as those two bodies stepped out of that orange glowing door, you knew it was finally your time to fulfil your destiny. The reason you were brought onto this very earth by your mother and father, the reason you harboured so many hardships and so much turmoil.

Looking at the pair as they whispered and bickered between each other, you stood still waiting for your chance to approach and just as your foot left the ground, the black hair god stood forward his long legs jumping on a cart and freeing a cart full of goats before shouting in a foreign language.

“Mihi nomen est Loki. Praefectus consilii ad tempus mutandem. Atque adfero acerbum nuntium ad vos omnes!” *My name is Loki. The commander of time. And I bring bitter news to you all!* he shouted to the unnerving crowd, but the more he spoke, the more you walked, covering your head more and more with your scarf, trying to be unnoticed by all. 

The god's words started to be mixed about speaking in that foreign tongue once more to his… you didn’t know who he was. 

You could hear the rumbling in the background growing larger and larger. An old tail telling that it was the gods speaking to us and reminding us of the offerings, but you knew it was a lie. It was a warning of some sort, something which spiralled wickedly and cruel.

You checked around seeing if anyone also saw the pair, but to your acknowledgment it was only you who could see them. You’ve been chosen… by him. 

You turned the corner and there he stood, the figure you had been giving your whole to. He was the reason you went hungry, the reason you cried and laughed, he was everything you loved and breathed. 

His tall stance and broad shoulders were met with his dark locks and brooding blue eyes. A mischievous glint in his eyes as his hands twitched, a green vapour surrounding them. You looked at his odd choice of clothing, but who were you to judge, he was after all a God. Your God. Your deity. 

“O potens Mercurie, tibi gratias ago quod me praesentia tua benedixeris, quid meruisse tanto honore possum ?”*Oh mighty Mercury, thank you for blessing me with your presence. What can I have done to deserve such honour ?* you fell to your knees, scrambling forward as you whispered small prays holding your necklace tightly, your eyes shining bright with adoration and joy.

Finally, you thought to yourself, finally your talents and your ruthless loyalty have paid off. You were finally being seen for all you’ve done.

“Who is this Loki ?” The grey - hair man beside him spoke, but you ignored the gibberish that came out his mouth, understanding none of it. 

“I’m not exactly certain.” Your god spoke back, but you couldn’t understand him. Why couldn’t you understand his sacred words. You looked up between the two, a pleading look in your eyes. “Mercurous oro, ver- nacula loquor” *Mercury I plead you speak in my mother tongue*

“Loki, what is she saying ?” Mobius muttered under his breath. “She’s speaking Latin, I think ?” Loki answered, looking down at you. “Uhh Salve… Humanum”*uhhh hello… Human* the god muttered, “O Mercurius te intellexi ! Tibi gratias ago tibi vere intellego ... Oportet te cito venire debes” * Oh Mercury, I understand you ! I understand you thank you truly... you must come quickly you must come* you pry at his legs as you rush to your feet, your body griping into his “mi Mercurius” *My dear Mercury,* you smiled at him, tears welling your eyes as you began to drag the man, but he quickly stopped in his tracks making your turn around to face him. 

Was he not here for you ? 

“Ohhh mihi paenitemus o magna una tibi Nymphe, ut venias nimis” *my apologies' oh Great one your Nymph may come too* you bowed your head in the direction of the grey - hair confused nymph and your God began to laugh “what did she say ?” He stepped forward toward the black haired God, “she… thinks you’re my nymph.” He laughed some more. 

“Nymph ?” He looked between the two of you “look I’m not a nymph, my name is Mobius.” he explained to you exaggerating certain words “M-Mobius est valde pulchra nomen.”*M-Mobius is such a pretty name* You give him a short, tight-lipped smile, in which he nodded. 

“What is she saying now ?” He asked Loki looking between the pair of you waiting for translation, “she said your name is very pretty.” Loki shook his head, looking down to his feet waiting for his coworker response, but he heard nothing and instead saw the small glint of awe in his eyes before he cleared his throat, “okay.” Mobius nodded. “Okay ?” Loki repeated his response, “okay.” Mobius nodded again. 

“What happened to the full fear of not changing the timeline, Mobius ?” Loki looked at the man beside him, quirking his brow at his change of morals, “yeah, well she clearly confused, so it doesn’t really matter.” He challenges his own words while saying them.

“Mercuries et Mobius.” *Mercury and Mobius * you smiled and quickly nodded, grabbing the men’s hands tightly, and silver smoke began to swallow around you.

The three of you stood there still in the temple. Your home. You quickly dragged the black haired man and began to show him the shrine dedicated to him. It was decorated in snakes and gold with green and red fabrics draping all the way across the large stone. 

“omnes enim vos”*All for you* you bowed a gleaming smile on your face as you watched the god move in scouring over the shrine focusing on the name engraved on the front. “Mercuries”*Mercury* he muttered before looking to you “Mercuries”*Mercury* his eye widened at the loud sounding rumbling.

“Loki, what is this ?” Mobius came forward, pulling on Loki's lapels, dragging his forward. He must have been tricked and betrayed once again by the God of mischief. “nolite tangere” *Don’t touch him.* You flicked your wrist upward, silver smoke emerging and sending the man back. 

“No, no” Loki muttered, smiling, grabbing your hands and placing them down. “Mobius I have no idea what this possibly could be.” He spoke “tell her… to stop doing that” he groaned as he got up from the cold, hard floor. 

There it was the final rumble, the explosion. “What I do know is we have to go now.” Loki grabbed Mobius hand helping him up, patting him on the back signalling him to hurry up with the temped.

“Mercuries ?” *Mercury ?* You quickly stood in the way of the two  “Non sum qui me putas non sum deus tuus sum Loki deus mali sed Mercuries non sum” *I’m not who you think I am. I’m not your god. I am Loki god of mischief. I am not Mercury* 

“Quid ?”*What ?* you asked, your smile slowly fading. “Mobius hurry we have to go now this volcano is about to erupt.” Loki shouted at his grey haired partner, “I am trying.” He fiddled with the buttons of the tempad.

No. No. No. You won’t be left here. You won’t be left to die. You won’t be left alone, not again you refuse. Not after all you have done, all you have sacrificed, all you have given. You give your life. Your life.

“Vale”*Goodbye* Loki smiled, waving before stepping through the large orange door. You stood up, your hands weak and frail.

The grey haired man turned to look at you. A saddened expression filled his face, he opened his mouth but closed it once more before looking to the floor and heading through the door. 

You looked at the orange glowing door that stayed open for a few moments. This wasn’t meant to happen. It stayed open, the glowing portal called your name like the sun called Icarus.  You inched forward, your hands delving into the orb… it didn’t hurt, you were left unharmed as you pushed your full body through the door. 

Quick noise and fast chattering was all you heard as you appeared on the other side, of bright, blinding lights and a surge of… belonging.

“Mobius ?” Loki tapped his concentrated partner, looking straight at you. “What ?” He turned around to look at his friend worrying concern only to be greeted with you. 

~