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goldenheart-week · 2 days
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Goldenheart Week 2024 Prompts
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Each day has four prompt options to choose from: a "Goldenheart" prompt, a "Blackloin" prompt, an AU, and a quote from the movie or comic. There are also five alternative prompts if you are not inspired by any of the options for a given day.
All kinds of fanworks are welcome: digital art, traditional art, 100 word drabbles, ficlets, longer fics, poems, embroidery, cosplay, music, gif sets, vids, etc.
Day 1/June 27: Firsts (meeting, kiss, "I love you," etc) | Memory | Commoner Ballister AU (Ballister doesn't become a knight)
“You always remember things as better than they were.” / “And YOU always remember them as WORSE.”
Day 2/June 28: Forgiveness | Apologies | Prince Ballister AU (Queen Valerin makes Ballister her heir instead of a knight)
“Ballister, wait — if I don't make it out, I need to tell you—" / "We can't do this now. Just...just promise me you won't get yourself killed."
Day 3/June 29: Pride | Weakness | Magical Creature AU (Mermaids, Vampires, Werewolves, Shapeshifters, etc)
“They’re going to love you. Like I do."
Day 4/June 30: Friends | Jealousy | Gay Dads AU
“She’s not just a creature. She’s my friend. Someone I love is going to try and kill her. And she’s going to kill him."
Day 5/July 1: Disability | Regret | Modern AU
“I wish — we could just go back. I wish things could be how they were."
Day 6/July 2: Trust | Scars | Everything is Fine/Science Mom AU
“Then you never knew me at all."
Day 7/July 3: Healing | Pain | Role Swap AU
"Why can't you just leave me alone?" / "Because I love you!"
Alt Prompts: Beyond the Wall | “I love you” | Family | AU
“Arm-chopping is not a love language!”
So that we can find your posts and reblog them during Goldenheart Week, please tag Tumblr posts with: #goldenheart week 2024, #day [x] or #alt prompt, #prompt name, #goldenheart, #nimona. Additional tags for fanwork type are also welcome (#nimona fanfic, #nimona cosplay, #nimona fanart, etc.). Please also be sure to tag for content triggers (#suicide, #suicidal ideation, #self harm, etc.).
Check out the FAQ for more details and feel free to send asks if you have any questions!
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midnights-dragon · 9 months
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There was such a missed opportunity to make Ambrosius look utterly wrecked after the time skip in between what happened in the Gloredome and Ballister seeing him again in the Institute. Eye bags. Pale face. Unshaven, hollow cheeks. Sunken, shadowed gaze. An constant haunted expression of guilt and grief. HE WAS SUFFERING OKAY HE THOUGHT HE KILLED THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE PLS
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nimonabigbang · 4 months
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Nimona Big Bang Sign Ups Are Open!
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Do you love the Nimona movie and/or graphic novel? Are you a writer who has always wanted fanart for a fic, or an artist looking for inspiration?
Sign up for the Nimona Big Bang and we will help find you a good match!
What's a Big Bang?
A Big Bang is a collaborative fandom event that results in an explosion of new fanwork. Writers are paired with artists, who create fanart for the new fanfic written for the Bang.
For the Nimona Big Bang, we're asking for a 5,000 word minimum for fanfics and two art pieces. Participants can take on up to two possible roles: writer, artist, beta reader (to help proofread draft fics), writer pinch hitter (in case a writer needs to drop out), or artist pinch hitter (in case an artist needs to drop out).
What's the schedule?
Sign ups for all roles opened on January 1, 2024. Writers need to sign up by March 1st, artists need to sign up by April 1st, and beta readers need to sign up by July 28th.
Writers need to provide fic summaries/200 word excerpts no later than April 20th so that artists can bid on them. Writers and artists will be paired by April 28th.
We will have several scheduled check-ins to make sure everyone's on track. If you feel like you need to drop out, please do so by July 15th so that we can try to find a replacement writer or artist for your partner.
Final fanfics and fanart will be revealed on September 14th.
The detailed schedule is here.
How do I sign up?
Please sign up using this form.
I'm not sure if I have enough time for this.
We understand that people are busy! The schedule was designed to be relatively relaxed and low pressure.
I'm not sure if my writing or art is good enough.
We're not gatekeeping! Beginners are welcome.
We also will have beta readers to help proofread for grammar, spelling, and clarity.
I'm having trouble coming up with a fic idea.
We're happy to help! If needed, we can provide prompts, AU ideas, etc.
I've never written a fic that's 5,000 words before.
This is an excellent excuse to give it a try in a supportive community! If you're used to writing shorter scenes, connecting enough of them will help get you there. :) (The 5 + 1 fic format might be a good fit if you have length concerns, but there are many ways to write a fanfic.)
What about...
More detailed information is in the Rules and Guidelines. We also have a Discord server.
If you can't find what you're looking for, feel free to send this blog an ask or message us! @random-nerd-posts and @zyrafowe-sny are helping run the event, with assistance from writer mod @knightofburgers, artist mod @toxix-st6, and beta reader mod @cameron7a.
We hope you sign up today and are looking forward to all the wonderful fic and fanart!
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ninjadeathblade · 10 months
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Nachos (a Nimona fanfic)
Summary: Nimona tags along on Ballister's nacho date with Ambrosius (set post-movie)
Warnings: A couple swears and that's about it
Word count: 1,050
Fluff with a tiny bit of angst
Author notes: Thanks you to @skating-is-cool for scheming with me on my other post about this. I didn't put loads of effort into this if I'm honest but I let the boys finally have their nachos together.
"You promise to behave?" Ballister asked nervously, refusing to go inside until Nimona agreed. The shapeshifter had been begging to come along with him to his date with Ambrosius. Ballister had reluctantly agreed, knowing that if he'd told her no she would've snuck along anyway. Nimona shrugged, rocking back and forth on her heels.
"I dunno. Maybe." She shot him a grin full of fangs, almost falling over before catching her balance again and leaning forward onto her tiptoes.
"Nimona, please," Ballister sighed, exasperation clawing at the inside of his skull as he brought a hand to his face to rub across his eyes. "This is the first time since…everything that me and Ambrosius have actually been able to go on a date." Ballister struggled to articulate it to her. Mentally, he understood that Nimona was over a thousand years old and had probably seen many people be in love. But he also had latched onto her as some kind of younger sibling or daughter to him, which meant he had to explain everything. "Because we've left the army now, I don't have to hide who I am as much. You should understand that."
"Yeah, I suppose so," Nimona replied, flashing him another smile. "C'mon then, let's go see your boyfriend." Ballister made to grab her shoulder before she headed into the bar but she weaved away from him, slipping through the door into the bar. Ballister gritted his teeth before following Nimona, a certain air of anxiety around him. He knew that Ambrosius still loved him, that hadn't changed. But would it be awkward? The last time they were here Ambrosius was trying to convince him to kill Nimona. Ballister mulled over his thoughts as he followed Nimona through the bar, not paying much attention to his surroundings.
"Hey handsome." Ballister jerked out of his thoughts at Ambrosius' voice, looking down at his lover. Ambrosius smiled softly up at him, moving over in the booth seat to make room for him. Ballister shot him a shy smile in return, sitting down beside him while Nimona took the seat across from him.
"You're sure you don't mind she's here?" Ballister whispered, resting his head on Ambrosius' shoulder.
"She's family, it's not like she wouldn't be here," Ambrosius responded, pressing a light kiss to the top of Ballister's head. Ballister closed his eyes, relishing in the feeling of safety. It hadn't been long since the queen had died but it felt like years of being on edge constantly.
"You know I can hear you two, right?" Nimona butted into the conversation and Ballister opened his eyes again, regarding her with a deadpan stare.
"You know you could let us be romantic together every now and then?" He retorted, earning a snort of laughter from Ambrosius. Nimona stuck her tongue out at him before turning her attention to something over his shoulder. She transformed into a mouse, scuttling across the table.
"Be back soon." Ballister sighed with relief, visibly sagging in his seat. As much as he loved Nimona, it did feel more than a little weird having her third-wheeling on his date. After all, she was like a daughter to him. And although he wanted to spend time with her, it felt strange to have her on his date with Ambrosius.
"May I get you anything sirs?" A waitress appeared almost out of thin air beside them.
"Nachos," the two of them said in unison.
"No olives. He's allergic," Ballister added, jerking a thumb at Ambrosius. The waitress nodded, walking away.
"You always have to specify, don't you?" Ambrosius teased, playfully poking Ballister in the side. Ballister laughed quietly, wrapping his prosthetic arm around Ambrosius' waist.
"I can't have you dying. Who would continue the Gloreth bloodline?" Ballister joked with a gentle squeeze to Ambrosius' hip. Ambrosius practically doubled over with laughter, banging his fist on the table a couple of times.
"Shit, Bal, you think I'd actually continue the bloodline?" Ambrosius questioned, eyes slightly teary from laughter as he looked up at Ballister. "The closest thing to a child that anyone is getting from me is Nimona. We are adopting her, right? I mean, I get she's technically older than us but she's still a child, you know?" Ballister placed a gentle kiss against Ambrosius' cheek.
"Yeah, if she's fine with it. I haven't asked her yet," Ballister told him, withdrawing his hand from its position around his lover, fidgeting with his hands under the table. The two of them fell into silence, something that had rarely happened in the time they'd known one another. The waitress returned, placing their bowls of nachos on the table and Ballister didn't know what to do.
"I'm sorry." Ambrosius broke the silence. Ballister glanced towards him, noticing the tear tracks down his cheeks. He was honestly unsure if they were from laughter or not. "I'm so sorry I didn't trust you. Or Nimona." Ballister placed his hand over Ambrosius', the dark metal contrasting against his light skin. "I didn't even try to listen to you when you explained."
"It's not your fault," Ballister assured him.
"But it is. If I'd listened, if I'd tried to help then maybe it wouldn't have turned out this way." Ambrosius skimmed his thumb across the back of Ballister's hand. "If I could then I'd change it all." Ballister brushed the tears away from Ambrosius' eyes, turning in his seat to face him.
"But if that happened then we wouldn't have our family," Ballister pointed out, pulling Ambrosius into a hug. The two of them sat there in the booth for a while, feeling grateful that despite everything they still had one another.
"These nachos are delicious, I see why you both keep coming back here." Ballister pulled away from Ambrosius slightly, glaring at Nimona. She was lying slightly across the other side of the booth, a bowl of nachos in her hands as she ate some of them.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Ballister swore. "Can you not see we're having a moment?"
"Yes. And I'm having nachos," Nimona replied, biting into another one. Ambrosius pressed a kiss against Ballister's temple.
"Leave her be. It's fine," Ambrosius said. Ballister smiled softly, pulling the second bowl of nachos towards him and his love.
"Yeah. It couldn't be better."
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finleycannotdraw · 10 months
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Goldenheart question. Who do you think proposes? Ballister or Ambrosius?
Bonus on how they would do it? ✌️🌈
OKAY SO. I thought about this for like five minutes. decided something. and then I changed my mind like five times. and then I was like “hmm. fic time”
I know you just asked for my thoughts but I hope you enjoy this!!
Ballister had a plan.
He loved Ambrosius. Of course he did. He’d loved him when they were classmates at the Institute, loved him when they snuck onto the roof at night to talk, loved him when they became knights, and loved him when the wall came down. He’d loved him for as long as he could remember, so of course he loved him when he looked up from his crossword puzzle and saw Ambrosius dancing in the kitchen, wearing a pair of Ballister’s pajama pants, holding a pancake batter-covered spatula and looking more carefree than he’d looked in months.
He’d marry Ambrosius in a heartbeat. He’d get on a train right then and elope with him if he asked, but he thought his partner deserved something bigger, something romantic, something grand and joyful after all of the stress and responsibility he’d been shouldering since the Director’s demise.
Hence, The Plan.
Nimona had been… mostly helpful. Ballister approached her one afternoon, after Ambrosius had left for work, and sat down across from her. Since the three of them had moved into an apartment together, Nimona had gotten much more comfortable relaxing, which warmed Ballister’s heart.
“What’s up, boss?”
“I want to ask Ambrosius—” he began, and Nimona sat up straight, immediately invested.
“To marry you?” she exclaimed. “Yes. Do it. Why haven’t you done it already.”
Ballister blinked. “I thought you’d be more hesitant about this,” he said slowly. “You used to hate him.”
Nimona waved her hand dismissively. “Ehhh. The past is the past, and all that jazz. Speaking of jazz—”
“No.”
“Ugh, whatever. You don’t even know what I was going to say.”
“I didn’t need to.”
“You’re horrible. Anyway, I hated him when all I knew about him was that he cut off your arm. That was before I’d lived with you guys for a year. And it would be pretty hypocritical of me not to be open to changing my opinions about somebody. He makes you happy. You should totally marry him.”
Ballister smiled. “Thank you, Nimona.”
She scoffed affectionately. “Sure, boss.”
And a plan—namely, The Plan, which was the whole point—formed.
Nimona and Ballister flew all over the city looking for parks and possible activities, such as restaurants or shows. Most people had gotten fairly used to the pair of them flying around, Nimona sprouting wings and carrying Ballister above the streets, so they didn’t worry about staying out of sight.
If Ambrosius noticed or thought it was suspicious that Nimona and Ballister constantly went out together and didn’t talk to him about any of it, he didn’t comment. The three of them still had their movie nights and game nights, and Nimona and Ambrosius still had their terrifyingly intense card games (War, Go Fish, Crazy Eights, and several games Ballister had never heard of) that Ballister was forbidden from joining, so altogether not much had changed.
One thing that did change, though, was how often he paused, watched Ambrosius do something completely ordinary, and thought ‘I want to marry this man.’ It happened more and more with each passing day, until Ballister very nearly proposed to him when he walked into the apartment and found Ambrosius standing with his feet on two separate chairs, about three feet apart, holding a collection of colorful paper streamers above his head while Nimona, in the form of a small monkey, perched on the top of his head and put them in place on the wall.
Ballister stared at them for a long moment before he said, very confusedly: “There wasn’t a more efficient way to do this?”
Ambrosius and Nimona turned at the same time, both looking quite delighted despite their precarious position atop the chairs.
“We’re just mixing it up!” they both replied. Ballister looked around. The living room was covered in party decorations and newspaper, and Ballister thought he’d never seen more glitter in his life. He pictured Ambrosius buying a basket full of glitter for whatever party Nimona was planning on throwing, and wouldn’t have been surprised if his heart actually melted.
“What’s the occasion?” he asked.
“I asked Nimona when her birthday was,” Ambrosius explained. “She said she didn’t have one.”
“And if I do, I don’t remember when it is,” Nimona added. Ambrosius threw his hands out to the sides in an emphasizing gesture.
“Which means she’s never had a birthday party,” he continued. “So we decided that today’s her birthday and we’re having a party.”
“Which is just going to be like a normal night except with decorations,” Nimona said. “The glitter was Goldilocks’ idea.”
Ballister raised his eyebrows, and Ambrosius shrugged unabashedly, then turned back to finish putting up the streamers.
Marry me, Ballister thought.
Within the next week, he had everything figured out. He’d looked at the weather for the next few days, planned where they’d go and when, and had even bought a ring, which he’d hidden in his extra pair of running shoes and shoved under the bed. If Ambrosius noticed that Ballister seemed extra nervous or more likely to become agitated if he spent too long in the bedroom by himself, he didn’t comment.
So yes. Ballister had a plan, and it was much more concrete than ‘something something something, we win’. He didn’t have a script, but he had just about everything else. Nothing could possibly get in his way now.
Or so he thought.
One night—there was nothing particularly special about it; they’d had dinner with Nimona, danced and laughed while cleaning the kitchen, and kissed while getting ready for bed—Ballister and Ambrosius were snuggled up together under their blankets. Ballister’s prosthetic arm was hanging from its charger on the wall, so he couldn’t hold Ambrosius as close as he would’ve liked, but the blond knight was lying with his head on Ballister’s shoulder, which gave him room to wrap his left arm around his partner’s back.
Ambrosius moved to tangle his legs with Ballister’s and gave his middle a squeeze, causing Ballister to smile up at the dark ceiling. If he paid attention, he could hear quiet music through the walls from Nimona’s room, and the moon was shining brightly through the window. Ballister carded his fingers through Ambrosius’ hair and breathed deeply.
Ambrosius, after several minutes, pushed himself up onto his elbow so that he could see Ballister’s face. Ballister’s arm slid naturally to rest around his waist, and he wished he had his prosthetic so that he could tap Ambrosius on the nose. Whenever he did so, Ambrosius’ face would scrunch up in the most adorable way possible, and Ballister had no choice but to kiss him.
“Hey,” Ambrosius whispered, as though Ballister hadn’t already been giving him his full attention.
“Hi,” he said in the same quiet tone, and matched Ambrosius’ answering smile. They bumped their noses together and giggled, and Ambrosius flopped to the side, landing on his own pillow. Ballister freed his arm and laced their fingers together, and Ambrosius brought their joined hands to his lips, then rested them on his chest and stroked Ballister’s hand with his thumb.
“Bal?” he said, tilting his head to the side to look into Ballister’s eyes, which he was quite honestly struggling to keep open.
“Hm?”
“Will you marry me?” Ambrosius asked softly, simply, his gaze full of love, exactly the way Ballister had been fighting the urge to ask him for weeks.
“Oh, come on!” he exclaimed, and got out of bed to grab the ring box from his shoe, forgetting that Ambrosius had no idea what he was doing until he sat up, looking worried.
“Bal?” he said again, this time much more guarded. “I’m sorry, what—”
“I was going to propose to you!” Ballister interrupted, opened the box, and shoved it towards his gobsmacked partner, who stared at it in utter shock before looking back to Ballister’s eyes. “I had a plan! And it wasn’t ‘something something something, we win’!”
Ambrosius’ eyes were shiny. “Was it more like, ‘something something something, marry me?’”
Ballister laughed surprisedly and leaned over to plant a kiss on Ambrosius’ lips. “Yes,” he said. “Well, no. I didn’t have a speech.”
“Hence the something-something-something,” Ambrosius teased. “You know, you never answered my—”
“Yes, good Gloreth, yes, I’ll marry you,” Ballister interrupted again. “Though I think you could’ve inferred that from learning that I was going to ask you the same question.”
Ambrosius laughed tearfully, and Ballister kissed him again.
“I’m not taking your last name, though,” he added moments later. “As funny as it is.”
“Nimona would kill you,” Ambrosius agreed. “So would I, probably. I don’t want to keep my last name either. It made for some good jokes, but other than that—”
“Well, Boldheart is nice, but it wasn’t my birth name. You know the Queen gave it to me at the ceremony because somebody—probably the Director—said that Blackheart sounded too dark for a knight?”
“Right,” Ambrosius mused. “What should we do, then?”
“We could combine our last names,” Ballister suggested. “We could be Ambrosius and Ballister—”
“Goldenheart,” Ambrosius finished, and wrapped his arms around Ballister, shaking with laughter, tears, and joy. “I love it.”
“I love you,” Ballister told him, and there was very little talking for the rest of the night.
When morning came, they headed into the kitchen in their pajamas and found Nimona already up, sitting at the table with her headphones on. She appeared to be drawing—likely another action scene with herself as a large animal with Ballister and/or Ambrosius as her murderous accomplice—and didn’t look up as they entered.
“Morning, Nim,” Ambrosius said as he made his way to the coffee machine.
“Goldilocks.” She acknowledged him with a nod, then raised her eyebrows. “Sleep well?”
Ballister held his crossword puzzle up and hid his face behind it while Ambrosius nearly dropped the coffee pot. They both knew that Nimona was over a thousand years old and there was probably very little she hadn’t seen, and even less she wasn’t aware of, but she was so good at acting like a teenager that it was quite easy to forget. She watched their awkward reactions and snickered, but her eyes widened as her attention zeroed in on something on or beside Ambrosius’ hand.
“So, who snapped first?” she asked pleasantly, a wide grin forming on her face.
“Me,” Ambrosius admitted without turning around. “Wait. Who snapped first? You knew he was planning—”
“You knew he was—” Ballister began too, and they both stopped and stared at each other.
Nimona just burst out laughing.
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a-shoebox-named-meap · 10 months
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is there a word for the fanfic version of a food craving. right now my fic craving is ambrosius and ballister finally getting the nachos they deserve. i want to see every nacho date they ever had and ever will. the first the second the third the thirtieth. the pre-canon nachos and the post-canon nachos. do they have fun nacho dates? do they have angsty nacho dates? why did they choose nachos the first time around? did they ever try making nachos at home? how did ballister find out ambrosius is allergic to olives? do you think the freestyle jazz was ever involved—
anyway. i want to see the nacho tradition come to life. pls
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zyrafowe-sny · 9 months
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Excellent job, everyone - all these appear before Nimona & Bal
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nimona-week · 4 months
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Nimona Week 2024 Prompt List
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Please join us in celebrating our favorite shapeshifting sidekick by creating and recommending Nimona (movie and comic) fanwork for Nimona Week!
From March 31 - April 6, 2024, we'll be reblogging posts with fanworks related to the following prompts:
Day 1/March 31: Pride | Graffiti | Phoenix 
Day 2/April 1: Shadows | Home | Nightmares
Day 3/April 2: Lost | Gloreth | Beginning
Day 4/April 3:  Love | Mischief | Found Family
Day 5/April 4: Wall | Music | Reunion 
Day 6/April 5: Board Games | Growth | Wings
Day 7/April 6: Injured | Comic | Freedom
Alternate Prompts: AU, Metal, Fire, Sidekick, “Let’s break stuff”
All kinds of fanworks are welcome — digital art, traditional art, 100 word drabbles, ficlets, longer fics, poems, embroidery, cosplay, music, gif sets, vids, etc. If you don't vibe with any of the prompt options for a given day, please feel free to use an alternate prompt.
We are hoping to inspire new fanworks, but this is also a great opportunity to recommend existing fics and fanart that the prompts remind you of. It is critical that you credit the artist/writer, and we'll share some guidelines for how to do so.
We will have banners you can use for your posts, graphics for recommending fics and other fanwork, and participation/completionist badges.
So that we can find your posts and reblog them during Nimona Week, please tag Tumblr posts with: #nimona week 2024, #day [x] or #alt prompt, #prompt name, #nimona. Additional tags for fanwork type are also welcome (#nimona fanfic, #nimona cosplay, #nimona fanart, etc.). Please also be sure to tag for content triggers (#suicide, #suicidal ideation, #self harm, etc.).
Check out the FAQ for more details and feel free to send asks if you have any questions.
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j3ankimorit4 · 7 months
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Nimona AU “COMMONERS VS INSTITUTE” Fanfic?
Imagine if Ballister had not seen Ambrosius at the bar and consequently had not argued with Nimona.
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We see that after exposing the director, many citizens (mostly lower class) sided with Ballister and Nimona
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This would provoke a debate about who to believe, the institute or the “villains.” It's a perfect opportunity for the evil duo to stage a revolution.
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Commoners may also be fed up with living in poverty so they would protest (We see a lot of inequality) They literally eat rats and calm their cold with fire
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Ballister would be a PERFECT representative and leader. He knows that he is living in those conditions and he would have a new objective to overthrow the director.
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A CIVIL WAR! commoners vs institute, outer kingdom vs central kingdom.Ballister would be in command of his group as he knew perfectly the institute's strategies.(Nimona would also help a lot in training) and Ambrosius, being a descendant of Gloreth, manages the institute's troops.
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As a result, nothing would be the same. There will always be demonstrations, sabotage and coup attempts in the kingdom. Ballister and Ambrosius would now seriously become ENEMIES TO DEATH
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But they want each other like never before in their lives and there were always tensions between them.
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They will have small nighttime encounters in bars or very remote places, where they would unconsciously give each other all the love in the world. But then they would also try to convince them to go over to the other side. But it would be useless… They cry of helplessness.
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Ballister cannot lose everything he has achieved, people who admire him and see him as a hero. A friend/daughter/sister who understands. Ballister doesn't want to be hated and mistreated again. But Ambrosius doesn't want to disappoint Nobody either.
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yrrtyrrtwhenihrrthrrt · 7 months
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Without further adieu, homoerotic sparring, movie and comic edition.
PLEASE mind the tags, and if one isn't your cup of tea I hope you enjoy the other (the vibes are opposites on these ones folks)
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Don't say I didn't warn y'all :,)
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goldenheart-week · 24 days
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Goldenheart Week 2024 FAQ
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What is this?
Goldenheart Week is a celebration of our favorite gay knights, in both their movie and comic incarnations. We're hoping to encourage new fanworks of all kinds!
When is it?/Why those dates?
We will reblogging tagged posts from June 27 - July 3, 2024. June is Pride Month, June 30th was the Netflix release date for Nimona (and is the midpoint of Goldenheart Week), and July is Disability Pride Month.
Are there prompts?
Yes! Here they are along with the tagging system. Credit to @candyskiez and everyone who filled out our survey for some good suggestions, and thanks to everyone who voted in our survey to finalize the list.
What can I make?
You can make or write basically anything: haikus, limericks, 100 word drabbles, ficlets, long fics, traditional art, digital art, gifsets, cosplay, embroidery, etc.
How can I help?
@zyrafowe-sny would love graphic design support and someone else with blog access to reblog tagged posts during Goldenheart Week. Signal boosts are also always appreciated.
Are there any other Nimona fandom events?
Yes! Beta reader sign ups for the @nimonabigbang are open through July 28th, and final fics and fanart will be revealed in September. Reach out if you have other event ideas/plans — we're always happy to signal boost! @zyrafowe-sny could probably be talked into helping run another theme day/week, bingo, AO3 prompt fill, AO3 fic exchange, or something else after the Big Bang is over.
What about...
Feel free to send asks if you have questions! We'll also be updating the FAQ as needed.
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midnights-dragon · 9 months
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smoke & belladonna
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fanart of LiterallyThePresident's fic Smoke and Belladonna from their Goldenheart AU series, how familiar the danger - go read it IMMEDIATELY i'm so fucking obsessed good lord
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nimonabigbang · 1 month
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LAST CHANCE: BIG BANG ARTIST SIGN UPS CLOSE 10AM EST APRIL 1st!
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If you were thinking about signing up as an artist and/or artist pinch hitter for the Nimona Big Bang but haven't gotten around to it, hurry up and fill out the form today!
You'll be paired with a fanfic writer and will have until September to finish two art pieces for the fic. All kinds of art are allowed.
Check out the @nimonabigbang blog for more details about the event rules and schedule.
Don't delay, sign up today!
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pinkplaidmoonshine · 8 months
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(Some posts about Ambrosius bleaching his hair and wearing makeup got me all emotional. Based off the fact my so was born blonde but his hair turned brown when he was about eight.)
Ambrosius was born blonde. As he grew older it started to darken and eventually it became brown. At least that’s what he expected because his parents started dying it the moment it got just a little bit *too* dark. His shaved sides, eyebrows, and the hair on his chin showed what was really under the bleach job. He had an expensive care routine to keep up so it didn’t get too itchy or dry out.
His roots were starting to show. On impulse he started to make an appointment with his usual hairdresser for color but… for the first time he asked “what if I didn’t?”
Ambrosius had to go no contact with his parents after they found out about his relationship with a commoner. He had let go of the family name in favor of Goldenheart when he married Ballister. The Institute had dissolved. Being a descendant was no longer part of who he was. Maybe this was another thing he should let go of?
Ballister was wonderfully supportive. Whenever Ambrosius would start to freak out and ask if he needed to just bleach it again Ballister would tell him it was *his* body and he could do whatever he wanted with it. If he wanted to stay blonde, stay blonde. Each time Ambrosius chose to move forward.
It took time. Each time he got it cut a little more of the white-blond was taken away. In the end he let dark brown hair brush his shoulders. It was thick so he still had an undercut to take some weight off. Ambrosius noticed he didn’t need as much product anymore. Shampoo and conditioner was enough.
It was all so…freeing.
Ambrosius wasn’t in the public eye as much as he used to be, but there had been comments about the change in some tabloids. He liked that the hair made him less recognizable. That had been a perk.
“It suits your eyes better. The brown,” Ballister commented, brushing away some dark strands that had fallen in his eyes.
“Yeah?”
“They’re more gold than I thought they were.”
Ambrosius smiled and started fiddling with the ends that had gone past his shoulders.
“Next are you going to stop wearing makeup so I can see your freckles more?”
“One step at a time, Bal.”
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mattsucks-kra · 9 months
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first post!
so, there's this series on ao3 that I'm really enjoying, which is a Nimona au in wich Ballister never became a knight but still manages to cross paths with Ambrosius
I just wanted to draw how I imagined Ballister to look like based on the author's description
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a-shoebox-named-meap · 10 months
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aight. have some nimona canon divergence AU fic ideas because i’m no writer but i AM going insane
as a huge fan of canon divergence AUs where One Small Decision Changes Everything™ i can’t stop thinking about little bits and pieces from the nimona movie like:
what if the squire had shown ambrosius the video (ohh a fic like this would be Delicious) (mm ambrosius x squire tag team) (ballister’s two biggest fans) (this might be one of my favorite ideas so far) (lots of potential here i feel like)
now there have been a lot of people asking “let’s feel some ANGST what if real ambrosius had walked into the director’s office before nimona” but i will take that and raise you: what if ambrosius had walked in while nimona was doing her thing in the director’s office. perhaps around the time when the director stabbed fake!ambrosius. please consider. may the chaos ensue
ballister had noticed his sword-laser-cannon powering up and moved it away from the queen but it hit something else! or someOne else! (or it killed the queen anyway but still hit somebody else in the process) (oh gods what if it took off his own arm) (or even ambrosius’s—) (can you imagine the kinda twist that would occur if he took off ambrosius’s arm by accident and ballister not resting until he found out who the real culprit is skdjdjdjdjddj) (oh but wait let me make this WORSE what if he hit ambrosius instead of the queen ((don’t worry ambrosius is wearing armor, he doesn’t die he’s just,,, gravely injured?)) and ballister, even if he still gets framed for it, will stop at nothing to find out who did this to ambrosius) (now incorporate nimona into that storyline and hoohoohoo) (i’m rubbing my hands together like a maniacal fruit fly right now)
what if they had uploaded the squire’s video when they got it huh. what then. back it up to the cloud. or just TEXT it to ambrosius you Fool. you absolute Buffoon. (but perhaps this seemingly obvious course of action results in some unexpectedly dire consequences oh no—)
“ooh… nemesis.” “nemesis?” at which point nimona and ballister get stuck in the closet, nimona reveals her shapeshifting abilities, and oh, screw it, if ballister’s situation with his arm-chopping nemesis is really so cOmPLiCAteD then maybe since they’re breaking out of jail anyway they might as well kidnap ambrosius while they’re at it. aka the au where nimona breaks ballister out of jail and she takes ambrosius with them. (i am FEASTING on the possibilities of this one)
let’s take todd’s suspicion and blame directed towards ambrosius (“why didn’t you tell us ballister was working with whales?”) and dial that up to 100. slowly, though, not too fast, it’s gotta build momentum. let’s breed some mistrust in ambrosius. let’s see people refusing to let ambrosius lead the manhunt for ballister on account of their close relationship. let’s see people turn their backs on him thinking he was a conspirator. let’s see ambrosius losing the public’s favor. let’s see ambrosius starting to feel some doubt when he’s alone in his room — let’s see ambrosius wondering what if people are actually as wrong about ballister as he knows they are about ambrosius himself. (what if everybody hates ambrosius too—)
this one is not nearly as straightforward a canon divergence but ponder this: the director noticed the squire was there in the locker room (?) that day and swapped out the swords after the squire had left. or maybe she swapped it out before the squire was ever there. the squire never knew the director had been there. there was no video evidence. now what? up to you >:)
ok hear me out. the squire is a #1 ballister fan right. the squire is probably very careful with the swords and armor he handles. the squire is probably intimately familiar with the swords and other various weaponry and armaments of the institution. the squire is probably very familiar with ballister’s in particular. when ballister first picked up his swapped-out sword he noticed something was off about it, but what if — WHAT IF — the squire had noticed something was off about it first. now of course there’s Possibility #1 where he sees the director swap the sword, and then he checks out the sword and feels that something is wrong with it etc etc (or maybe he mistakes the sword change for an equipment upgrade) BUT now let’s combine this with the previous bullet point for Possibility #2 where the squire DIDN’T see the director swap the sword but he DID notice something was off about the sword before ballister did and actually investigated it. would he discover the hidden weapon, or not? if he did would he bring it to ballister’s attention? ambrosius’s? the director’s? what if he caught the hidden weapon but didn’t mention it and then the queen died and the squire was left fully believing ballister killed the queen (ballister knows mechanics, you’ve seen his arm, it’s plausible he built the weapon into his sword himself) and then ballister and nimona kidnapped him and interrogated him and ballister and the squire were left spiderman meme-ing each other like *points* “i thought YOU were behind all this!” and now the squire is an unwilling sidekick dragged into this by nimona and ballister to figure out who the real culprit is and there’s ACTION and ADVENTURE and COMEDY and it’s absolutely metal—
the squire really feels like a lynchpin in this story is all i’m sayin
if you can’t tell i’m also a fan of happy endings. in my brain most of these canon divergences result in a similar happy ending as the movie. except maybe faster (not always). which i enjoy because i’m sappy and silly anyway thank you and goodnight
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