#Nimh writing

[thevikingfish-nimhrodell]

Inuyasha Secret Santa gift!

A Sango/Miroku one-shot, pre-relationship of the two thinking of things they admire about the other!

I hope you like it!

(When I figure out my recipient I'll update with an @ to them! If you recognize your prompt feel free to message me)

@inusecretsanta

[prokopetz]

You know, even apart from the intricate worldbuilding about the talking rodents and what their deal is, the part of The Secret of NIMH that's like "working single mom trying to obtain medical treatment for her sick child discovers that her late husband was basically a high-level Dungeons & Dragons character and never told her about any of it, and she keeps tripping over elements of his unreasonably complicated backstory whose context and significance are never fully explained to the audience because the particulars aren't relevant to her journey" is a really fun premise all on its own.

[blushblushbear]

Wrote a quick fic of @ren-054's Vitya and Nimh based off a drawing they did of them (and also cause I think they make a dang cute little couple!)

Mildly suggestive, most just sensual!

more under the cut!

At the start of it, Nimh was just trying to be more flexible. 

He wasn’t getting any younger and it was never too early to start trying to take care of your body; but given his heart condition, anything high impact or high cardio was out. 

He had attempted a yoga class but it was just too much! And all of that relaxing new wave zen music blasting while he was struggling did not help to relax him actually…

So on a weird whim, he took up a dance class.

It was beginner ballet. He knows that’s probably a bit weird but something about it called to him. He wasn’t about to drop it all and be a dancer or anything, but he was enjoying himself!

Actually, what he was really enjoying was his dreamy teacher with the dashing smile. It wasn’t why he joined or anything, or even why he stuck to it for months, but he had to admit the first time that elegant ray of sunshine beamed into the class he felt his knees get a little weak. And it didn’t hurt that the teacher was probably one of the most chill and encouraging people he’d ever met. Between his pretty face and charming personality;

Yeah, Nimh had to admit it, he had a little crush going. 

He’d never act on it of course, he’s way too much of a coward for that! But just being able to be around him once a week, to see him glide around swan as he watched over the class, to see that smile, to hear that voice– it got him through many a tough week.

And occasionally when he felt his hand on him– supporting his back, adjusting his stance, stretching his leg just a bit further– it was accompanied by the feeling of his heart leaping into his throat. 

Not that Vitya needed to know that.

Oh yeah, and his name was Vitya. Just when Nimh thought he couldn’t get more dreamy… 

He was trying to clear his head and focus on breathing as he stood there, eyes closed, bent over, back straight, feet in an awkward fourth position because he couldn’t handle fifth yet, one arm outstretched as gracefully as he could manage (which is to say, not really at all), while the other death gripped onto the balance bar above so that he didn’t fall flat on his face… again… 

“Your face is turning red again.” Vitya’s voice sounded so close, and when Nimh opened his eyes, he nearly jumped when he saw Vitya’s face just under his. And so so close… “You’re holding your breath again.” Vitya said with a bit of a pout, “You need to BREATHE.” He took a deep breath in to demonstrate, making it all look so easy as he practically folded himself in half to lower his face to meet Nimh’s. Nimh took in a deep breath, and exhaled it shakily, his limbs wobbling a little making him feel even more embarrassed than he already did. 

“Excellent!” He chirped, rising to a full stand with seemingly no effort at all. “Alright class, deep breath in–” a collective inhale, “and as we rise, exhale out! Good!” Nimh was grateful Vitya had sauntered on, so he wouldn’t catch how shakily he lifted his back, or how red his face still was– albeit for… different reasons. 

Even though he enjoyed himself, Nimh realized he hadn’t gotten much more flexible in the months he’d been coming to the class. He wondered why he hadn’t just been kicked out at this point. And when Vitya called to him at the end of class, for a brief moment, he worried he was about to be…

As the rest of the class filtered out for the day, Nimh and Vitya were left alone. 

“Hey,” Vitya began, his smile still sweet, but his eyes seemed a bit more concerned, “I’ve noticed you’re still having some trouble… This was my last class for the day and I was wondering– if you’re down to stay a few extra minutes, I’d really like to work with you one on one for a bit.”

Nimh screamed internally. 

It was bad enough he had to deal with his dumb little crush head on in the moments Vitya hovered around him, but having to do that ALONE. 

“I mean– if you don’t have the time today that’s fine…” 

His brain was scrambling, trying to find a way to say no, but as he looked at Vitya’s face (his stupidly handsome face, as it pouted at him, hand on a cocked hip and the other hand hooked against his other arm in a pose only a dancer standing idly would pull) he couldn’t find it in him to turn Vitya down. 

“N-no, I have a few minutes I could spare…” Nimh stuttered out. Vitya’s face was immediately beaming.

“Wonderful, let’s jump right into it then!” 

Within a few minutes Nimh was back standing at the bar, posing the same as he had earlier, only now he had Vitya’s full attention as he shakily lowered himself.

Vitya circled him as he bent over, eyes studying Nimh’s movements. 

“I know it’s hard for you,” Vitya began as he came up behind Nimh, “but you have to bend lower.” Nimh felt Vitya’s hand on his lower back and a chill rushed up his spin as Vitya began to gently push him lower. “That’s it…” Vitya cooed, hand slowly sliding up Nimh’s spine towards his shoulder blades, “bend further… remember to breathe…” Nimh could hear the smile in Vitya’s voice, but it felt… different… almost coy… and as Vitya leaned over him from behind, pushing Nimh further down, he wondered which was more inappropriate; this position, or the fact that having Vitya behind him with his hand on his back was putting the wildest images into his mind. 

Images of his hot dance instructor. Images of said instructor bending him over like this to have his way with him. Images of Nimh panting as Vitya, firm but gentle, gave him everything he had…

Nimh exhaled out shakily (though shaky for different reasons this time), closed his eyes, and tried to clear his head. His heart was pounding, and he was certain he was blushing from ear to ear. Vitya chuckled behind him. Nimh had never heard Vitya sound so playful, as the words,

“Good, very good…” escaped Vitya’s lips and made Nimh’s knees go a little weak. 

And then Vitya’s hand was gone.

Nimh blinked his eyes open, suddenly remembering where he was. 

“And now, rise up slowly.” Vitya said cheerily, circling around again and landing towards Nimh’s front. Nimh rose up slowly, quietly cursing how all it took was one dreamy dance instructor to turn him into a pervert apparently. What had he even been thinking? He closed his eyes, and bit his lip embarrassed. 

Vitya smiled, cocking his head slyly at Nimh. 

“Your hips aren’t square enough.” Vitya said in a very matter of fact manner, “You need to keep your hips straight.” He walked over to Nimh again, coming around behind him once more as he set his hands on Nimh’s hips, moving them a bit forcefully into the correct posture. “See, like this, they need to stay like this as you move. They’re perfectly fine as you go down, but once you come back up they’re all tilted.”

Nimh heard Vitya’s voice, but he took in none of the words he said. The moment Vitya’s hands were on his hips, Nimh’s head went all fuzzy.

“Try it once more.” Vitya instructed.

“Wh–huh?”

“Bend over again, and this time try and keep your hips squared.” 

Oh GOD.

With a gulp, Nimh began to bend over once more. 

“That’s it. Nice and steady…” one of Vitya’s hands was on his back again, “Remember to keep your back straight. Yes, just like that!” 

Yep. Nimh was bent over in front of his sexy ass dance teacher while said sexy ass dance teacher was behind him with one hand on his hip and the other on his back.

And Nimh was internally screaming again. 

He couldn’t tell if this was a dream or a nightmare but wow was it sure fantasy fodder for later… 

He tried to not think about it as his cheeks burned and he rose back up slowly.

“There you go,” Vitya continued, hand still on Nimh’s back, guiding him back up just as steadily as he lowered him, “And then– you’re back up! Shoulders square, hips square,” Vitya’s hand smoothed to Nimh’s front as he pulled Nimh back a bit, “back straight.” Nimh chanced a nervous glance at Vitya whose face was so close to his, smile all beam and eyes focused in on Nimh’s face. “Perfect.” 

Nimh stood there frozen for a moment, until a small gasp made him realize he had stopped breathing again. 

“O-oh… Uh… I…”

“Once more.”

“Huh? Oh! U-uh…”

With Vitya’s hands still resting on him, Nimh began to slowly lower again. Vitya still guided him, but more lightly than before. And before Nimh knew it, he was doubled over in front of his teacher again.

“And back up,” Vitya’s hand slid up Nimh’s side, guiding him to rise again, this time stopping a little up his arm. “Excellent. And back down,” Vitya’s thumb that rested at Nimh’s hip gave a little push and once again Nimh lowered. It was starting to feel a lot easier with Vitya guiding him. His hands helping to ease Nimh into the movements. He didn’t mean to, but he felt himself give his body over to Vitya’s control. It was forceful and gentle, bright yet sly, demanding yet sweet, and most of all– playful.

After a few more bends, Nimh eased back against Vitya again, stretching up and draping himself over his form as he panted lightly. His cheeks were flushed, eyes half lidded and mind hazy as he looked back at Vitya, who greeted him with a warm yet knowing smirk.

“There you are. See, you were practically in half on that last one.” Nimh was only half paying attention to Vitya’s words. His body felt so closely pressed against his, Nimh’s eyes on Vitya’s lips with a sudden urge to kiss him. Vitya noticed… “Nimh… you… you like me don’t you?” Nimh’s eyes went back to Vitya’s, lips pressing into an embarrassed line. Nimh couldn’t say it, but his expression answered for him. Vitya chuckled, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to call you out like that. I just…” his hand slid up Nimh’s arm and took his hand, never breaking eye contact as he lowered it and giving it a small kiss. “I’ve noticed.” Vitya winked.

Nimh snapped back to reality, whole face turning red as he took a step away from Vitya, hands covering his mouth and eyes wide. 

Vitya cocked his head curiously.

“Sorry… was that not alright?” he asked, eyes soft with concern.

“No… I MEAN– NOT ‘NO’ NO! NO! I MEAN, YES! I MEAN—” Nimh’s eyes darted around the room trying to get a grip, “what I mean to say is…” he paused, looking over at Vitya. He let out a small sigh, “I was just… surprised… is all… that was fine… b-better than fine actually…”

Vitya smiled, stepping closer to Nimh, who was still a stammering mess, but he didn’t step back. Vitya leaned in close, took Nimh’s hand again, and gave it another kiss.

“Good. I really was hoping to keep helping my favorite student.” the word ‘favorite’ dripped out of his mouth like honey and with another playful smirk he leaned in closer and whispered against Nimh’s ear “Though next time, I would like to give a more… private lesson.”A shiver ran up Nimh’s spine. Vitya pulled back and, with a look that was a mix of sly and puppy dog, asked, “Is that alright?” 

Nimh nodded like crazy in response.

“Wonderful!” Vitya beamed. He pulled his phone out, and with a playful smile said, “Give me your number, and we’ll work on some real flexibility together.”

[headphonetrash]

Can somebody watch over my shrimp real fast he's well behaved I promise 🦐

[transmechanicus]

Early exposure to Don Bluth animation style will have your kid gesticulating with elaborate flourishes and spidery elegance.

[guessimwritingblushblushnow]

Nimh General Headcannons

AN: First time I've ever written headcannons lmao hope I did it right

Masterlist

When Nimh was younger he spent a lot of time in and out of hospitals for his heart condition

As of the game, his condition is manageable

He will need a heart transplant eventually but he has several years before his condition advances to that point

Because he had so much exposure to doctors and nurses as a kid, he wanted to go into medicine as an adult. He couldn’t go into the standard medical jobs due to the stress they’d put on his heart so he became a patient aide instead (which fits with the PA in his stats)

As a patient aide he’s able to help others without risking his health

Plus, Nimh is a horrible gossip and no one has better tea than senior citizens

While most of his job would be cleaning, monitoring, and moving his patients, as a PA he would also be expected to talk to and form relationships with those in his care. 

So gossiping with the old ladies is actually encouraged

He picked up gardening as soon as he had a backyard, and absolutely adores every part of caring for his plants

His garden is the envy of the neighborhood, and Nimh is exceedingly proud of it

The produce he grows is used in another of his hobbies: baking

He finds the entire process relaxing, gets to decorate what he makes to look absolutely adorable, and ends the day with a delicious treat to satiate his sweet tooth. It’s a triple win as far as Nimh’s concerned

Many of the recipes he makes are actually given to him by his patients, and he brings these treats into work as often as he can to brighten their days

While incredibly popular amongst his patients, Nimh doesn’t have many friends outside of work

He has a close relationship with his family though, and does his best to visit often

In fact, whenever a traveling exhibit stops by the city’s local museum, Nimh and his parents make plans to go visit it together

The library is the only other place Nimh regularly spends time in, and while he won’t spend hours there like certain boys (Cashew), he visits once or twice a week to exchange books

He’s been a big reader for his entire life and used to spend entire days with his nose buried in whatever he could get his hands on

His favorite genres are romance and nonfiction, but he did go through a big magical girl phase that he never fully grew out of

Sailor Moon is a big comfort show to him, as well as most of the 2D animated disney movies

He just generally adores anything cute

His bed is actually so covered in plushies and blankets that it’s hard to find where he actually sleeps at night

His closet, likewise, is almost entirely full of adorable sweaters that are incredibly soft, several of which were hand made for him by his patients

Overall; Nimh is a Soft Boi and deserves a hug

[shinechermont]

What if Nimh was a toxic mom

[ozzy-boy]

Nimh and Volks?

i think I've heard something before about wolves and rabbits..... 🤔

I think Volks and Nimh would kind-of sort-of know each other from work. Volks is a model and Nimh is a personal assistant, so I like to think that Nimh is the assistant of someone Volks works with occasionally.

Volks doesn't think much of Nimh the first several times they meet. He almost certainly doesn't remember his name. That's fine by Nimh, he kind of finds the model intimidating anyway...

[lovely-cherubs]

I wanna write some headcanons for blush blush characters. Should I?

[protags-fic-blog]

In the Garden - Nimh

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told ya I was inspired. It’s not much but this is the first thing I’ve written in a good month! Hope y’all enjoy!

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You lightly poked the fence, wincing as it slowly creaked open. You heard a small squeak from somewhere in the back. "Nimh?" you called out. "Back here!" he responded.

You nodded once, then took a step in to the lush garden. Flowers blossomed in corners here and there, splashing the landscape with blooms of color. A large weeping willow grew in the back, and underneath it is where you found him.

His white shirt was perfectly unbuttoned—you were positive that he had taken at least an hour to do that. He smiled at you, and patted the ground next to him. "Sit with me," he said, smoothing out the blanket.

You grinned as you sat next to him. "You really didn't have to do all this. I feel bad. Am I missing something? Was it an anniversary of some sort?"

He laughed and shook his head. "I just wanted to do something special. For us!"

You smiled at him. You leaned back on your palms and shut your eyes, letting your body soak up the warm sun. Nimh was right about it being nice weather. You took a deep breath in before sitting back up. "So! What's all you've got here? I'm seeing some carrot cake, some fruit, a tasteful charcuterie board, and a book? Explain yourself."

He scratched the back of his neck, and his nose twitched a bit. "Well, I thought I could read to you. It seems like nice weather for that. Plus, it's romantic! At least, I think so."

You couldn’t help but laugh at his shyness. “You’re adorable. I’d love that,” you told him, placing your head on his shoulder.

He placed his arm around you. “Y’know, maybe it’s silly, but I was worried you forgot about me.”

You watched as he leaned forward, taking his arm away to make up a small plate. He cut a small piece of carrot cake. He still had those rabbit tendencies, it seems.

“No… I could never forget about you.” It was almost as if his ears perked up. He turned to look at you, his eyes wide with surprise and happiness. They seemed to urge you to go on.

“Nimh…” you leaned closer, “I’ll always love you. You’ll always be my little bunny.”

He laughed at the nickname. “No, no, I’m serious! You’re soft, and cuddly, and absolutely adorable. And, you know, bunnies are for life.” His face grew pink. “Well, when you say it like that… You make it sound like you mean it.”

You placed a small kiss on his cheek. “I do.”

[jaybutnotthebird]

I found a conexión between my two latest obsesions and its an overlooked detail that I think It's so important and cool and underrated

SO IM GONNA BITCH ABOUT IT

Atlas May and Johnathan Brisby

Characters who are very important for the story, but are no longer there.

They are long gone. They are dead. We never hear them talk, we barely catch glimpses of them, we know them for what others tell us about them

The protagonists live in their shadow and the wreckage left behind by them, no matter how good or powerful they were, no one expected them to die and once they did everything fell apart without them

Johnathan was a hero. He was smart, selfless, self sacrified, never afraid to take risks. He knew the great owl, he owned a mysterios pendant that saves the day, he got killed taking a great risk for the rest of the comunity

The moment his name is mentioned everyone stops and listens and their whole demeanor changes and they are suddenly willing to go out of their way to help his family

After he died his widow and children were left in the dark about an important secret they have inherited and hey must fend by themselves in a dangerous enviroment. The rest of the comunity strugled to fill his role at a critical moment with a traitor on the loose.

We are told he went out of his way to save others when he could have just saved himself by just opening a gate but thats the least of It, there are so many other things he did that we are not told about

Atlas May is general y disliked by the fandom

Maybe It is the way Zib talks about him, with resentment, or that he wasn't in good terms with Mitzy, or that he was into nasty business practices, and got everyone arround him stuck in them

But we cannot deny that he acomplished great things

He buildt and empire and the people arround him greatly benefited from him, hell, Ivy's family is still rich after doing business with him in his prime.

I bet he wasn't perfect, no one in lackadaisy is but Its easy to blame It all on the bastard when he is no longer there

Why do I think we should have more characters like this?

Well, we all think we are the protagonist of our own story, but anyone can have an accident.

Nowourdays you hear of death but most of the time you don't trully understand It. You hear of a catástrofe that took hundreds of lives and you imagine for a moment how bad that is but you don't trully understand It, you can't

You can't possibly take in what It must be for every single family and friend who lost each of those persons, every child that will be missing a parent, every friend that will be thinking of them three or ten years from now, every unexpected little thing or big acomplishment each one of them could have done throughout their life wich we are now missing.

How many of them had a dificult relationship with someone they loved and never got to make peace? (boy am I glad Im alive)

Too often in media we see a lot of background characters die and we dont think about It becouse the protagonists have plot armor, the ones that count are fine.

I call these 'ghost characters' but theres also 'semi-ghost characters' wich give ya a glimpse by leting us know them before they are gone, so we know what we will be missing

Thanks to characters like this we see the consecuences of death. The way they impact people's lives arround them, the things they did and the things they could have done, we wonder what their personslities were like...

I think that is important, and we don't see that often enough

[underqualified-human]

Nimh and Kelby: romantic headcanons [trans masc reader]

→ Request: Hi I was wondering if you could do Nimh, Kelby, Garret, and Dmitri from Blush Blush romantic headcannons with a trans masc reader if that’s to many characters you can just do Nimh and Kelby thank you 

→ A/N: I think I’ve stated this before but once again: I am not trans and if I said something incorrect please correct me. 

Lighter note - I headcanon Kelby as being Afrikaans South African [source: He has no confirmed nationality and likes rugby also I’m South African and said so]

→ Warnings: Mentions of doctor's appointments/hospitals

→ Fandom: Blush Blush

→ Genre: Headcanons

→ Pronouns: He/Him

Nimh:

I feel like he has a lot of random medical knowledge saved, so he likes to share some facts with you- It’s his love language

His search history is filled with stuff like “What to get boyfriend for anniversary” and “Good date ideas”

Definitely blushes while holding hands

Really into cooking for you - Whether you’re exhausted from work or excitedly helping him, he just loves feeling useful and wanted

Insists on carrying all the bags when you go shopping

Library dates <3

Knows how stressful doctor’s appointments can be so he’s very supportive

He likes to dance and is definitely the type to sway to music playing on the kitchen radio

Finds quotes from books that remind him of you and leaves them around for you to find

Kelby:

Calls you ‘Bro’ and ‘My guy’ but affectionately [also calls you ‘Bokkie’]

Wants you to join him on his morning jogs, but understands if you don’t join [still ends up waking you at like - 5 AM]

Likes to make you meals but isn’t very good at it - hope you like protein shakes!

Invites you to all his matches and is super sad if you can’t make it

Please take his vuvuzela away he blows it whenever he’s excited/trying to support you - which is basically always

Honestly is the type of guy to give you money as a gift because he’s too nervous to get you something you won’t like

Matching couple’s shirts are the peak of romance [If lost please return to Y/N + I’m Y/N]

I have the feeling he’s scared of hospitals so you’ll probably end up calming him down 

Rock-paper-scissors decides who makes dinner

Tagging: @yeetusdeefetus [requester]

[blushblushbear]

Hiii!!

Idk if you’ve done these before, but I’d love some cuddling headcanons for Nimh, Volks and Kelby!!

Nimh

Major Cuddler

Literally needs to be held

Please hold him and tell him everything is gonna be alright

He's okay to be the big spoon but prefers to be the little spoon

honestly as long as he's being held he's happy

lots of blankets, lots of pillows, lots of nuzzling, lots of little kisses

please kiss his forehead and tell him he's handsome

literally a good cuddle session can heal his soul

(honestly sometimes likes cuddling more than sex, tho that's partly due to his heart condition)

Volks

Says he's not much of a cuddler

or a hugger

or a toucher in general

He is LYING

tho with that said he does prefer it to be private

he's not too too much of a PDA kind of person

and he has an image to maintain so people can't know how much he likes feeling the warmth of another person

but seriously, he actually NEEDS hugs and cuddles or he will get very sad and/or grumpy

he will rarely initiate it tho

so you'll have to read between the lines

or better yet, make it seem like it's a favor HE'S doing YOU

cause I mean, I GUESS if YOU want it so bad, HE GUESSES he could humor you just this once... for YOU... def not cause he wants to tho

totally not that lol

if you don't bring it up he'll initiate touch tho

usually by leaning on you

in times where he's really needy and you're not picking up what he's putting down or you're too distracted with life stuff, you will literally have him leaning on your shoulder looking up at you with puppy eyes asking you why you're ignoring him and you better make it up to him in cuddles right now

Kelby

LOVES LOVES LOVES LOVES CUDDLING

says cuddling is dope as fuck

doesn't ever ask for cuddles unless something bad is happening/has happened and he needs the comforting

but will always give cuddles when asked

tries to make it a super cozy experience for you

will kiss your face a lot and play with your hair if you let him

weirdly has some of the deepest convos ever while cuddling with you

your embrace has def sprung some major epiphanies

also sprung some other things

.....you'll have to excuse him, he just gets excited easily....

AHEM

anywho

[courcgecus]

If rat can look more like wolf-

I have a mighty need to write him again.

[blushblushdrabbles]

Alright here's my first post on my blush blush side blog, wanna get in on writing drabbles, one shots and stories of the boys, especially of my favourite one, Logan uwu. Watch this space!

[kalira]

I'd like to request Little Lapin again for WIP Wednesday please

‟Oh! Oh I don’t-” Would he know? ‟Um.” Volks knelt before him and Nimh squeaked again. ‟Um!” Nimh was not bleeding, as it happened, though he felt like he wasn’t breathing either, after Volks carefully pushed his borrowed sweater up and examined his gauze-covered side and chest.