Nymphlopedia
Entry 50: Shadow Nymphs
Beginning AN:
HALF. WAY. DONE. WHOO!
Here's the second "big doozy" chapter. Well... sort of. I'll admit already, it might be underwhelming compared to Entry 25.
"This is the bulb?" Vince asked, lightly poking the pink bulb with his Chlorophyte Shotbow. The mere act of doing that made Tania yelp, even as she barely joined in him catching up to where Sonata is.
"Yep yep yep! And it's conveniently close to the surface! If we lure Plantera out and bring her to OUR turf, we can POUND her!" She pounded her palm for good measure.
"That sounds like a reasonable plan!" Tania said, hands on her hips.
"I even cleared a path straight to the surface! Because good golly, FUCK the Jungle!"
"I don't appreciate you insulting my home, but yes, you both prepared more than me."
"And with Plantera out of the way, it should be a lot easier cleaning up the world!" Said Vince.
"In theory, yes!" Tania answered.
"Vince..." Sonata gestured both of her hands towards the flower bulb. "Care to do the honors?"
"With pleasure!" He brought his Pickaxe Axe up. Not Drax. No drills from him, he learned that mistake once. "For once, I feel like I'm ready! I mean, how can a flower be worse than Cthulhu's organs?!"
He lifted it up-
A black circle appeared around the feet of each of the trio, and long, inky arms emerged from them, dragging them down under.
If anybody was around to hear it, it would sound like the Plantera Bulb was snickering at them. Gas escaped from it in a way that sounded a little like that. Was Plantera laughing at them or not, the world would never know.
...
They were dropped off somewhere mysterious, to say the least. Torches floated in the air, giving a bizarre flickering black light that seemed to darken anything around them. The trio themselves were standing on but one black rocky 'path' floating in what seemed like a dark, cloudy void.
"Is this another alternate dimension?" Vince asked.
"Nah," Sonata replied, "it's just a little pocket area where magic and stuff makes it look like you're in an empty void, when really, that shit over there is just harmless gas covering up the walls.
"When you're pulled to a Shadow Nymph's pocket dimension, trust me buddy, you'll know it."
A Nymph with pitch-black skin and hair walked down that path with her arms behind her back, shaking her head.
"What in the world were you three idiots trying to do?!" She asked them. "Lure Plantera to the surface, she HATES that!"
"...How many of these 'secret around the Jungle' spots are there?" Asked Sonata. "First the Dual Forest, now-"
"Ten." She replied quickly. "Look. I'm not here for a fight. My friends and family would love to rip you apart, but that's why I'm cutting off ties with them."
She lifted a hand, surrounding the three with a ring of pitch-black water. That also, at parts, seemed to shift to tentacles.
"If you're serious about killing Plantera, which I'd love, I'll join you." She said. "But please, don't do anything stupid and plunge this world in to an even bigger hell than it's already in. Plantera will throw a FIT if you take her to the surface. Fighting her will be harder."
"Harder than dealing with all the bullshit already in the Jungle?" Sonata asked.
"Yes." The Shadow Nymph replied.
"So you're gonna help us with no string attached?"
The Shadow Nymph stopped pacing, folded her hands together in front of her, and took a deep breath in.
"There... will be a price. You can get my gear for free, but I won't be joining your Naked Empire without some... adjustments."
Sonata stumbled backwards in shock, almost falling off the stone trail. "Wh-how did you know the name of our group?"
"...Because you put flyers everywhere and loudly announce it everywhere you go? You have a website, an app, a Discord server, a newspaper for some reason, I- why are you surprised?"
"...Yeah okay. I think you have a point on the whole 'idiot' thing." Sonata said sheepishly.
"Well for her yes, but-" Vince began.
"None of you should be idiots if you're planning to fight Plantera as a team."
"Fair." Said Tania.
"So, lemme show you some of my tools and we can get going:"
...
Meanwhile, far above.
"...Where did Vince, Sonata, and Tania go?" Fulgra asked. She turned back to the rest of the Naked Empire army, who all shrugged.
Shadow Nymphs.
Gaze in to the darkness, the darkness gazes back. And when the darkness gazes back at you, that's it. They have already set their sights on you.
Preferred Environment: Shadow Spaces.
Environment Threat Level: Extremely Severe.
Environment Stats: Dry. Cold. Fantastic. Rare. Empty, dark spaces with pitch-black rock. People within have reported feeling a "lack of anything" and discomfort. While dotted about Terraria, usually deep underground and near Hell, they can also be found in especially deep parts of the oceans.
Other Names: Dark Nymphs, Darkness Nymphs, Void Nymphs (innacurate; void is more closely tied to Cthulhu's home dimension), Black Nymphs, "Space Nymphs" (innacurate), "Darkroom Nymphs."
Affinity: Water.
Color: (Dark) Black.
Traditional Costume Weapon: A ring around their right ring fingers, with solid black bands. Enhances their already strong magic.
Vince's Comment: No.
...
Unless you've spoken to one online and got to know them really, really well, avoid at all costs. Don't bother risking your life.
"Ocean below the deep ocean" with weird monsters, nightmare-givers, strange parallel worlds, and now these... these last few entries have been getting creepy. We're about to look in to and talk about the Light Nymphs next, and while I know that they're not all peachy, HOPEFULLY we should be getting something better? Right?
...
Yeah, I already know better.
Sonata's Comment: PAN these Nymphs are SO HOT! They're all... eldritch-y and mysterious and they want to just take you to the shadows where you'll never see the light of day and... they're SO COOL I LOVE THEM!
You know one thing that completely scares the shit out of me though? They appear when you go out super far in the oceans, and like, go in the remote direction of the Corrupt Mainland. And a lot of them will tell you that it's too dangerous to go out. I've seen a ton of Adult Fishron corpses there. What the fuck is out there?! They're not sure, they've just seen these city-sized shadows eating ships whole. And they're probably Corruption-aligned, so no Nymph knows about them. Probably just sea versions of those giant monsters roaming in the Corrupt Mainland.
Tania's Comment: Shadow Nymphs.
Nymphae Umbra.
The second of the especially elusive and dangerous Nymph types, in-between Nuclear Nymphs and the Oreads and Dryads in terms of innate raw power and threat level. To my surprise, they seem to have some limited ability to take control over the "Evil Biomes," yet not the Hallow, Candyland, or other similar "light" forces. Even they seem to be unsure of this, and when they try to think about what they feel when manipulating the forces of evil, they report headaches.
Pure dark magic was never something easy to understand or use. Many Shadow Nymphs actually wish to live normal lives, some even take up regular Human, Dwarven, or other race custom (except for wearing clothes). I do not blame them. Still, there are a few who embrace their unusual origins.
Closing AN:
End of Part 2, Dark Set.
More renaming fun facts: Void - Shadow.
Also, first, we're halfway done in day count, and now, we're halfway there in entry count! Thanks to my way of publishing three chapters a day for twenty days, then four chapters a day for the last ten. Isn't math fun? It should be obvious by this point I'm a dirty trash math and science nerd who cares more about worldbuilding than making the story horny. (When I'm writing. When I'm reading something by someone else I'd like my stories to be the opposite so whatever.)
Oh I think this is the first time outside of the bonus that I've had a Variant appear and have a speaking line outside of her own designated chapter. Well... this is a "special" end-of-part chapter anyway, so...
I don't have that much to say except... Binding of Isaac. It inspired their "biome" at the least. And, you know, black-skinned demon thing, even though they're not demons. (For once. I say that because I write a lot of stories with demons being the "harem" so to speak or being part of them, not because I automatically have black skin = demon.)
Anyway here's the extra-sexy bonus, which might just turn in to regular sexy bonuses should I do the rewrites and whatnot (this time without any drama plot shit):
Vince wasn't sure if Sonata and her Nymph Harem (it still hasn't branched to non-Nymphs outside of Vince, much to Sonata's annoyance) throwing another pre-Plantera orgy, on account of their latest addition having convinced them to prepare a little more, but it worked out in the end. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves just as much. It helped that the 'fake' pre-Plantera orgy revolved around... a massive game of Twister that got really, really messy. Not in the fun sexy way, but tables were thrown and lightbulbs were smashed. But anyway, 52 parties instead of 51, and it's time to see how that would go.
There was a small line gathered up around Sonata. Not to pleasure her, but for her to pleasure them. On the battlefield, she may be a 'leader' (albeit a bad one that everyone only lived because they didn't take some of her poorly thought-out orders), but at home she was just... well... wanting to help. Thanks to some fun times with the other Nymphs and a lot more practice with Vince, Sonata was a lot better at pleasing others than she had been after her skills rusted a bit. Everyone walked from her flushed and dazed, and she regularly had to clean juices off of her face. And, well, they experimented. She was her best one-on-one. No distractions.
Anyway, Vince himself was a part of that line. As much as some other Nymphs would like to lightly tease him, or brush his shoulders, or whatnot... he still shrugged them off. He wanted his first nut of the night to be inside Sonata.
Once he finally made it to the front of the line, from hearing all the sounds of other Nymph groups having their fun, he was close to exploding, and was greeted with the sight of the Oread sitting smugly on a fancy couch. Her arms were spread to the ends of the headrest, while her legs were wide open for no reason at all.
"VINCE!" She said. "MY MAN! Ready for this woman of the rocks to ROCK. Your. WORLD?!"
"Just shut up and suck my dick."
"Promise you'll never tell me to 'shut up' again and you have yourself a deal."
Vince sighed. "Promise."
Sonata got off the couch and invited him to sit on it. Then, well, that's when her work started. She also snapped her fingers, and the Dual and Shadow Nymph of their gang took his shoulders. Apparently she had some things planned? They both started carassing and tending to his chest, one for each nipple.
What Sonata was doing to him should be clear with the context. I want this story to still act like it has a shred of not being total explicit pornography, after all.
Because it was an agonizing forty hours since his last romp with Sonata, he wasn't able to last that long. Even with her corny lines and him partly quoting a Futurama meme.
Well. In his defense. Amy was really fucking hot and he might have thought of her once or twice-
Anyway, once that was done, Sonata went back to pleasing anyone else in the rest of the line, although she had no new additions since Vince reached the front.
Vince enjoyed himself and helped others be enjoyed as the night went on and people started to cool off. His and Sonata's part of their session ended with him atop her, on their shared main bed, surrounded by several sleeping Nymphs, getting rid of their last bit of urge so that they could finally go to sleep without being all cumbrained. (Well, at least at first.)
Sonata was done first and-
"Whoo! 'Night!"
-Fell fast asleep. Vince sighed, looking down at what was basically a weapon hard enough to bludgeon a Shoggoth to death and already bringing enough blue balled pain to legally classify as torture should anyone try to stop him from rushing to the bathroom and just FURIOUSLY dealing with his-
Sonata, in her sleep, flipped over and reached around to grab him. Without any tools, she effortlessly overpowered him, pretty much locking him to the bed-
Oh fuck it.
"Wake up Sonata." He said, pushing her shoulder. "Sonata, get up. You're kind of pinning me here. I'm... I'm really close. I need relief!"
The other Nymphs didn't seem to be fond of waking up.
Then Tania suddenly popped up in a blue flash, by the side of the bed, looking a bit bruised and cut up. She was also... dealing with something, so she landed back and fell right on top of Vince and Sonata.
Two problems were solved, just not in the way Vince had hoped. Sonata was indeed awake-
"なんてこった！" She shouted as she scrambled around.
And Vince...
Tania just touching him in just that way was enough. Her ass even landed in a predictable location.
"I'm sorry!" Tania shouted, trying to get off of him-
So it turned out the Nymphs were in a rather unstable 'hill' of a pileup, and Tania slamming in to them made them fall on her. "I was fighting monsters in the Corrupt Mainland and I got hit hard and-"
"What's going on?!" Aquafla shouted as she threw the door open, with the few remaining Nymphs right behind her. So, everyone could see the pileup and the mass chaos that followed.
"I was fighting Corrupt Mainland monsters on my own while we prepared for the Golem! But I accidentally assigned the wrong bed to teleport back to-"
That was when she noticed the sticky feeling all over her butt. And going on her legs. And splashing on her feet. And getting on her back. And all over her hair. Vince, like most of my male leads in these sorts of stories, was kind of a fucking fountain.
She freed a trapped hand and slowly raised it, staring blankly at the white blobs on it.
Blank-eyed, Tania just stood up and began walking out the room, looking like she just lost her soul.
Neither Tania nor Vince wanted to speak to one-another for a week after that. (Sonata on the other hand refused to shut up about it.)
And it took a year until Vince admitted that seeing Tania all worn and torn from putting up a great fight against the forces of evil... well, helped shoot off his fireworks. He still had fantasies about her and Sonata ripping those damn worms in half, naked.
Bonus Closing AN:
Sorry if this leaned way too much on being comical rather than sexy.
In case it wasn't obvious already, I'm fucking terrible at writing erotica. So, I go with my comfort zone. And that comfort zone is humor and shitposting and over-the-top shit. So, yeah. You're just lucky I haven't put in things like surreal dream sequences or convoluted world building in to these two orgy moments so far.
Sonata's outburst of Japanese was supposed to be "Holy shit what the fuck?!" but it didn't translate well. I ran it back and it was just "What a hell?!" [sic] I thought that keeping the swearing intact would make it funnier.
Also, again, this is definitely canon to Romancing the Last Dryad. You're welcome.