#nim fic nim fic!!!

[jedi-starbird]

Disaster Lineage Timeline and Ages

Here is a Disaster Lineage timeline that actually makes sense and includes all members, plus their relative ages for each event. For all my fic writers who also get a headache trying to figure them out.

I tried my best to keep the relative ages the same as what Canon or Legends gives us with 2 exceptions (Xanatos and Komari). So while the dates may not be canon accurate for becoming a padawan or Knighting, their ages are. The grey cells mark how old the person was when they died.

I've given permission for this to be on the SW Reference wiki. Here!

Enjoy and hope you have fun with it! Detailed explanations for birth-date changes below the cut!

Buckle in Folks.

OK, so Dooku must be aged up minimum 5 years in order to train Rael before Qui-Gon and so Qui-Gon can train Feemor and Xanatos before Obi-Wan. Rael has to be at least 10 years older than Qui-Gon so that he can be knighted when Qui-Gon is padawan age. Canon has Dooku take on Rael at 22 so I kept that cause it's funny and that means Dooku has to be older than his canon birthday of 102BBY to fit both in.

Neither of Qui-Gon's birthdays work if you want to fit the other lineage members in. This is not at all annoying. 80BBY(canon) has him too young to train both Feemor and Xanatos before Obi-Wan and 92BBY(legends) has him being 17 when he becomes a padawan if Dooku trains Rael before him. 86BBY is my magical average that just barely works. I use fanon that Qui-Gon takes over Feemor's training cause it's the only way to fit him in without making Qui-Gon too old, thus domino-affecting Rael and Dooku.

Does this mean the 4 of them are all knighted between ages 21-23? Yes? Is that insane? Yes, but alas it's the only way I could make the timeline work.

Komari is the only birth-date I've moved for non-math reasons, her actual birthday is 62BBY, same as Nim, but that makes her 18 at Galidraan and I felt that was too young personally. (She kills 20 Mandos singlehandedly there. yeah. wtf)

Xanatos's birthday and death date are the same but I made him older when he fell because Legends has him as 16 and that really feels too young, especially since he was considered for the goddamn Knight Trials when he fell and we know Anakin was considered exceptionally young when he was knighted at 19. It makes for some nice parallels between them. Plus all the shit Xanatos gets up to after he runs off, he should be a little older to pull it off.

#god this took so much math. and I flunked high school maths. my brain is burning. #the main takeaway from this is that Dooku and Qui-Gon are insane people with empty nest syndrome and Rael is somehow the reasonable one #Rael takes on his first padawan at the sensible age of 47 meanwhile Dooku and Qui-Gon are bonkers with their first padawans at 22 and 23 #I tried to solve a fic planning headache and gave myself an even more complicated headache diving into all this #*grits teeth* i love being a star wars fan #disaster lineage #star wars #star wars reference #dooku #qui gon jinn #rael averross #feemor #xanatos du crion #komari vosa #obi wan kenobi #nim pianna #anakin skywalker

[pdalicedraws]

It’s definitely just because he needs it.

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#nimona #nimona movie #nimona comic #nimona film #nimona webcomic #nimona netflix #nimona graphic novel #nimona crossover #nimonaverse #pd alice draws #nimona nimona #ballister blackheart #she’s kinda more huggy than his Nims so this is weird but so appreciated #anyway it’s not like she hasn’t had miserable awkward sad conversations with *her* Boss about this #but talking about it at all hurts so #y’know #especially when you’re feeling extra guilt over what you assume your counterpart did #(…pssst if you wanna see Nimona talk to her Bal about this stuff) #(I do have a fic about that) #(It’s called Eight Months Later it’s on Ao3)

[bolithesenate]

the Rael Averross and Nim Pianna tags are hooribly underrepresented on this fine webbed site, so im going to do my part

canon is a lie nothing bad ever happens to them

#rael and nim are so important to me specifically #and i think its tragic that we were robbed of nim-dooku interactions #or nim with her greater lineage at all #why did you give rael a sweet alien daughter only to take her away again TT #this is why we ignore canon my guys #random boli thoughts #star wars #my art #art for my fic #rael averross #nim pianna #disaster lineage

[rainbowninja00]

ALRIGHT, Y'ALL ASKED FOR IT! Here is the first chapter! I will post more over the weekend of this story. I would write more today but the problem is I have work so if I get time tonight I will develop the second chapter and fully lay out at least the first 10 plot wise.

@youfancymemaddearie @dreemurr-skelememer

#dream sans #nigthmare sans #utmv #fanfiction #personality swap au #dreamtale au #nim actually gets to appear for once in a fic

[elgaladwen]

Younger Days - Nimardril

I wasn't sure where to start with fics since I have so many (most of which I won't ever post) but I decided to stick with the LOTRO universe for now, so here's a short little one about bratty/emo Nim when she was much younger. Curonthos is another of my characters who was friends with her deceased father, and tried to set her on the right path after her parents were gone. More about Nimardril is here.

"Do you want to end up like your father?" Curonthos hissed as he grasped Nimardril's shoulders, relieved that she felt solid beneath his palms, yet disheartened by how much the flash of defiance in her dark eyes reminded him of her father.

"I killed them all, didn't I?" She answered belligerently, sounding for all the world like a petulant child, and causing him to remember how very young she actually was.

She should be safe in Caras Galadhon, learning from books, or perhaps in the training yard, not out here covered in the blood of orcs she'd just dispatched, seeing things hard for even adults to see. Why had Firithdir decided to take her along with him from such a young age? She seemed to be a natural with bow and blade, sure, but not much else in life, and he worried for her future.

Curonthos sighed, already regretting his words twofold. Firithdir hadn't gotten killed by being reckless, but rather an orc archer getting a particularly lucky shot, and he shouldn't try to scare Nimardril by invoking her father's death. She seemed so keen on putting herself in harm no matter what he tried to tell her, though, and all he could do was teach her better techniques, so that she might more easily survive. And who was he to deprive them of a good fighter, who wished to be there, when so many did not?

"You did. But please wait for the others next time." He admonished in a more gentle tone. "It would be a a great pity if you were taken-"

She shrugged out of his grasp with a noise of disapproval. "I'll just have to not let myself get taken, then, huh?" She moved past him back toward the treeline, and the safety of the Wood, not once having met his gaze.

Hanging his head for a moment, Curonthos wondered if he'd messed up somewhere, or if there'd ever been any hope for her at all. It had been easy enough for he and Luinlalaith to say they'd look out for Nimardril when her mother had left Lothlórien in an attempt to join Firithdir in the Undying Lands, even imagining she might be something like the child he had never given Luinlalaith, yet that was not to be. The girl grew more angry and wild by the day, and the only thing he found to channel her emotions and energy was to keep training her, and letting her help with duties at the border. Luinlalaith tried to get her interested in other things closer to home, but it never worked, and both of them despaired. He could only hope that in time, she might grow more calm, or at least more keen on self preservation. Truly he worried that he would fail the daughter, just as he had the father, and so long ago, his brother too.

~~~

Nimardril kicked the door shut behind her, cursing as she tried to brush a strand of hair from her face, still stiff with dark blood. It had been a quick, and thankfully uneventful trek back home from the border, and Curonthos had even suggested she come back to he and his wife's flet for a bath and a meal, but she had refused, just wanting to be alone.

Alone. That's what she was here, in this home that was once her family's. In this forest. In this world.

She knew she should be kinder to her father's friends, they were only trying to help her, yet it felt as if they were trying to replace her parents, and why should she have parents, if hers were gone? Sometimes she wondered if she should have gone westward with her mother, but she had refused, stupidly thinking she could avenge her father somehow.

As her eyes took in the dim mess of the room, she sank down against the door, an unbearable tightness in her chest threatening to burst its way out. This place had once felt so safe to her. She could remember coming in with her father after walking in the woods, having fresh bread baked by her mother, all of them gathered by the hearth to talk and tell tales.

Now the hearth was dark, and the chairs broken in a fit of rage some months ago. She felt a little ashamed of that, and thought maybe to repair them, yet she just couldn't muster the energy to truly care. She didn't want the chairs, or this house with its taunting memories of a happy time. She just wanted to be fighting orcs, or at least hunting. Those were the only times she felt good or useful, and her father had always been proud of her skills.

She looked to the toppled bookcase, the tomes her parents had so lovingly collected strewn about the floor. She had promised her mother she'd continue her studies, but she'd stopped everything that wasn't related to scouting or fighting. She could read and write, she reasoned. She didn't need to do it well, though she did miss having stories told to her, and the comfort of them helping her relax.

With a sigh, she picked herself up off the floor, trudging to the washbasin in a kitchenette now empty of food. She found the washbasin empty too, and somehow this broke some last thread of control within her, and she began to sob, her hot tears making tracks upon her dirty face, and plinking into the basin one by one, as if she could fill it with her sorrow.

Of course it was empty. She'd not filled it before she left, just as she'd not bothered to clean the house, bring up wood for a fire, or stock the pantry. Her parents had done all of that, and though it was certainly well within her own capabilities, she missed having someone take care of her.

For the second time that night, she found herself on the floor, this time struggling to breathe as the sobs forced their way painfully up her throat. She tried to calm her galloping heart. She tried to tell herself that she certainly did not need anyone to take care of her, but it didn't work, at least until exhaustion won out, and her crumbled from, knees hugged to hollow chest, drifted into the land of dreams, where she still sometimes found wonder.

#I mostly write fics for my friends to read #and they know the characters so I never put as much context as I could #Also ofc I don't love my writing #but just like with my art if you are bored and want to look at it #here you goooo and thank you! #and sorry Nim is such a stupid dumb brat in this I swear she gets a bit better as she ages #she's just not quite even an adult here #lotro oc #nimardril #curonthos #fics #lotro fic #my fics

[plasma-studios]

I loved the new chapter :0 It felt like a was walking in the shoes of someone who is near unaffected by time Lil freaky but still cool lol AND DAMN I LOVE THE CONCEPT OF INK AND NIM It reminded me of Frieren and Flamme a bit

AAAAAAA thank you!! I love writing slightly-inhuman povs :D and yes Ink and Nim!! their duo is criminally underrated and while On Mercy!Nim is very far from Canon Nim i live through delusions 😌

#on mercy #on mercy fic #ink sans #nim #utmv

[asukamood]

Rebellion

So I found back this extremely old fic I wrote like, last year about an au where Dream and Nightmare would be on the same side instead of enemies. This is their sort of backstory on how they’ve turned the way they did and what better moment to post it than on their birthday? Man, the twins are super old now- How old are they again? 507? I don’t even remember-

Warnings: Violence, blood, language, mention of abuse and the villagers. They literally deserve a warning.

Synopsis: on the date of their birthday, the Apple Twins decided to spill the things they have hidden from each other for the longest time. What ensues is simple, the twins take the liberty to give themselves quite the special gift…

***

It was their birthday today and they would both officially turn 6 on this holy day. Dream had the happiest smile Nightmare saw him have and he kinda felt bad for planning to ruin the mood but he had to tell him.

The eldest tugged on the bright one’s sleeve and the other one turned to him, a curious smile on his face. “Yes, brother?”

“Dream…” Nightmare gulped. He can’t back away now. “Can we talk?”

Upon his brother’s nervous gaze, the guardian of positivy’s smile faltered and he frowned, slightly wondering what had him in such a mood. “Of course brother, what would you like to talk about?”

The other guardian fiddled with his fingers, absolutely fidgeting in place. “It’s about the villagers…”

***

“THEY DID WHAT?!” Nightmare flinched at Dream’s expression, having never seen the other one, so bubbly and cheerful in normal terms, so angered before. A seer replaced his usual smile and if looks could kill, that poor tree would have already been buried ten feet underground now.

“I can’t believe them!” He continued, ignoring Nightmare’s attempts to calm him down. “They told me they would leave you alone if I let them do what they wanted to without telling you!”

Well, that got the older one to arch an eyebrow. Didn’t the villagers love Dream? “What do you mean? What did they do?”

“They—“ He cut himself off, a hand clamped over his mouth to silence himself. His widened eyes glistened in horror at what he just said, making Nightmare worry about what was going on. “Oh no, I’ve said too much…”

“Dream.” Nightmare called out, crawling closer to the shorter boy. The latter looked up at him, slightly shaking. “Do you trust me?” Dream nodded vigorously, his hand still on his lips. “Then tell me what they did to you.”

Dream shook his head. Nightmare frowned. “I’ve already told you about my side of the story, it’s only fair if you do so as well right?”

The positive one stayed silent. “I won’t judge you.” Nightmare raised his arms in a sign of peace and at last, a sigh escaped Dream.

“You’re right…” He scrunched his shoulders and began explaining everything to him.

***

“I’m going to kill these assholes!” Nightmare shouted at the end of Dream’s explanation, standing up quickly. “How dare these little bastards—“

“Brother, language…” Dream half-heartedly scolded him, an absent look in his eyes. He seemed to be thinking about something and by that look alone, Nightmare could tell it was not a thing that would be considered morally good.

The older one raised an eyebrow at him. “What are you thinking about?”

“What you just said… Maybe we should do it?” Dream stared Nightmare in the eye with a determined gaze and the older one choked on his spit when he noticed how serious Dream was about it.

“What in the— Dream, we can’t kill them!” He looked scandalized for a moment, the thought alone sending a shiver down his spine. He really couldn’t imagine them murdering the villagers in cold blood.

“Why not?” The other simply replied, continuing to stare at his big brother. “They’ve hurt us and you know Mom would agree.”

Nightmare sputtered, not having any argument about that. He did have a point.

“… Okay but if Mom asks, it was your idea.”

“Sounds fair to me.”

***

Things went wrong.

Like very wrong.

When Dream and Nightmare had begun the slaughter, they were progressing without much issue, their strength far superior to the villagers’. Maybe their shock helped out a bit but either way, they were at an advantage.

It all went to shit though when they shot Dream’s good arm, making him unable to use his bow.

As strong as the twins were, they were only two while the villagers were hundred, the difference in numbers was bound to go against them at one point.

So there they were, running toward the Tree of Emotions at top speed while a herd of monsters chased after them, yelling and attempting to shoot arrows.

Dream was clutching onto his injured arm, gritting his teeth and inwardly praying his asthma wasn’t going to act up now. The situation was already bad enough, no need to add onto it.

After what felt like a century, the duo finally reached the tree, breathless.

A few meters away, the villagers screeched as roots blocked their progress and tried to fend them off. It seems like Nim was willing to help them this one time.

Once the worry about the villagers catching up to them faded away, Nightmare, the older twin, rushed toward Dream in panic, asking how his brother was holding up.

“I’m okay.” He let out a ragged breath, straightening up and smiling at him. “But we need to do something soon, Mom won’t be able to hold them up forever.”

As if on cue, a messy spirit appeared before them, pink dress sticking out like a sore thumb in the meadow of green.

“Would you look at that, the yellow one is finally using his brain.” Her voice was glitching, probably due to the need to focus on the fight at hand. Never had she used so many of her roots before. “You guys have like 5 minutes before these vile creatures manage to breach through so whatever you decide to do, do it fast.”

Before either of them could say anything, the figure disappeared as fast as it appeared, blowing their hair with a cold breeze.

Dream chewed on his nail nervously, trying to get the fog off of his brain.

Meanwhile, Nightmare looked up and his eyes glued themselves on the black and golden apples gleaming in the sunlight.

“Dream.” He called out, putting an end to Dream’s pitiful attempt to come up with a solution. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

The latter opened his mouth, about to ask what he meant before he followed his gaze. He let out an “oh” before chuckling.

“Mom’s gonna kill us for that.” Nightmare got closer to the imposing plant, sending Dream a smirk.

“Personally, I would rather be killed by Mom than those assholes.” Dream joined him at the side of the tree, nodding.

“Yeah agreed.”

They both managed to get a hand on their respective apple and as Nim finally processed what her two children were about to do, they gave each other a smirk before biting into it as the mother’s scream echoed in the background

#utmv #undertale multiverse #undertale au #alternate universe #dreamtale #dream sans #nightmare sans #Nim #birthday fic #happy birthday #birthday #no ship #apple brothers

[michyeosseo]

semidoyi backstory;

title taken from lyrics to lifts, c/o my 아두 derangement playlist ♡

#i have not committed to a tangible fic since 2018 #the relationship tag is already filled with excellence (j's stories! bananamilked-nim!! + newfound mutuals) #an attempt at fluff but ends at no comfort so y'know....... #so it took an uneventful prolonged stretch of night shifts #where instead of resting i listened to the writing muse and opened the notes app #a chronicle of exposition overload that lead nowhere in the show but somehow my brain retains #this is my answer as to why it took nearly three decades for her to admit defeat - that she’ll give up on ever being civil #kinda like when i answered the anon asking about the cousin #doyi as narrator felt right although #i was going to switch pov for the epilogue but then it's basically semi's grand afterparty confession #can't beat the kdrama scene on that #next time (?) i could take up my girleen's voice #maybe my baekjang brainrot will ease up after i started typing #is what i told myself #'twas around wee hours such as now #kudos/comments appreciated (but no pressure)

[ladywildwood]

how am I supposed to sleep when Rahadin knelt down in front of Nimalia, stared up at her with puppy dog eyes, and all but said "give me something to believe in"?

#we split the party tonight #and while everyone else fought flame skulls and busted open an amber sarcophogus #Rahadin led Nim into another room and submitted to her #there will absolutely be fic

[theinfinitedivides]

hi!! it’s the my dearest anon again did u see the new part 2 preview omg it’s so sad they’re abt to break my heart into pieces

for the uninitiated, i am linking the preview in question here but wouldn't it be funny if they wanted us to suffer. that's not their plan right. right it can't be we went through too much in part one to go for a second round surely they'll have some mercy on us this time

(narrator voice: they did not, in fact, have mercy on us)

#inbox #q: anon #tv: my dearest #my dearest #mbc my dearest #namgoong min #nam goong min #ahn eun jin #kdrama #local gay watches My Dearest (and is subsequently f*cked up).txt #local gay watches k-dramas.txt #hi hello again anon ty for coming back to my inbox with absolutely devastating information for the rest of the fandom #the way her hair is up bc she apparently got married????? and somehow they dragged her to Qing and now we have to sit here with a door #between her and Jang Hyun like it's Yi San and Deok Im from TRS all over again (cinematographer-nim!!!!!! you are not subtle sir!!!!!!!) #and he is asking where it all went wrong and we know where it did and simultaneously don't and God. f*ck. i got goosebumps #when the OST came in my hands started shaking i am not ok THEY ARE NOT OK #and ykw this week for whatever reason i decided to put Sting's Mad About You in my personal MD playlist #that i usually have on loop when i'm working on fics or writing up posts and that one line in the bridge. 'it'd make a prison #of my life / if you became another's wife'. i did not ask them to reach through the screen and decide i was a prophet now wtf #give me a sec i need to decide whether i'm currently collected enough to listen to With My Heart and not break down again

[dirty-bosmer]

I come to you all with more Nim— this sketch was gifted to me by my lovely friend @dumpsterhipster who commissioned this piece from the very talented @solsticeill0. Receiving it was a total surprise, and I cannot tell you how loudly I shrieked and how stupid my grin must have looked when I finally saw it. I am sobbing 😭

(you can read about Nim in my ongoing fic, The Illusionist)

#Seriously I cannot thank you enough 😭 #For the art and for the friendship #you (and the wonderful community you've introduced me to) have made me a much stronger writer #and have given me countless hours of entertainment with your marvelous fics <3 #OC: Nimileth #The Illusionist #Tes #tesblr #hero of kvatch #The Elder Scrolls #the elder scrolls oblivion #bosmer #wood elf #Nim art

[acaciapines]

are prismo and scarab in your daemon au?

hahaha ive seen how popular they seem to be but honestly no….the both of them wouldn’t have daemons to begin with (most adventure time characters wouldn’t have daemons tbf) so they’d basically just be the same as they are in canon, which wouldn’t be very interesting for me to write, yknow? like, im writing up to when fionna and cake meet Simon, so probably prismo will at least have a line of dialogue or two, but otherwise nah.

they will both be remembered <3 fun parts of the show! simply don’t add anything in a daemon au

#ask #fionna and cake #truly I was really shocked when I saw how popular they were #like in retrospect it makes sense but. wow. it’s always really funny when the parts I focus in on #are at odds w what the wider fandom finds interesting #like no joke did not care about the winter king beyond like. yeah he was fun for his episode :) #but fandom latched onto that man and RAN #which good for them!!! i should have seen it!! #yet somehow I did not. me and nims were in our little corner going cake cake cake!!! #but that’s okay. i write fic for me and anybody else who wants to join me in my corner

[ijustcantfigureout]

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#mumbling in the tags #writing in ptbr feels so much more embarrassing than writing in english #esp. fanfic #i cant even fathom that i used to write fic in ptbr #13 yo nim was more powerful and less of a coward than i am now for sure for sure

[zercealee]

I remember totcf author 'coz unliek any other fics, this tcf writers write credits as always

#story not mine #i dont mean anything #I just want to say that tcf fic writers give credits to Yoo Ryeo-Han nim always #unlike other fics that thers no credits at all #just or its a fanfic of [title] #lout of the count’s family #random thoughts #lcf #trash of the count's family #lcf cale #tcf novel #trash of the counts family

[drivingsideways]

I just read your Heerim fic on AO3 and had to come tell you how much I loved it, and I’m so sad I didn’t watch the show as it aired, following along (I binged after the fact)

Your fic really, really tied in so many aspects of canon all woven in so perfectly. How can one even write such good things

Thank you, sweet anon! I'm very glad you enjoyed the show and the fic! Writer nim really put in all the building blocks of THE love story in canon, so it wasn't too difficult to arrange them in a way that led to the most logical ending 😊

#fic writing #heerim #writer nim knew what she was doing #and left us with an open ending #i think that was deliberate #she knew what part of that story was important to her #( heedo and minchae) #and she said what she wanted to about that #and left the romance to us

[frozenflowery]

Thinking of an au where both qui gon and nim live and dooku doesn't fall. They all stay together as a jedi group adventuring the galaxy. The group consists of qui gon, dooku, obi wan, nim, anakin, rael, ahsoka and possibly nim's padawan. Yoda tags along sometimes too

#honestly I need more stuff with rael and nim #thinking about writing a fic #i need to create a design for nim and rael first though #i always thought rael looked like mads