#nemos events

[nemocat049]

so what's the deal with mizu5

[sinvulkt]

Small Fandoms/Multifandom: Small Fandoms Fest

I just found this multifandom event!! 🎶

Description: Submit prompts for your favorite small fandoms to entice others to create fanfic or fanart! Prompt Submission closes November 21; Prompt Claims open November 23. We're very low pressure; there is no penalty for claiming a prompt and having RL or other fandom obligations get in the way of filling it. Plus, if you submit three fanworks, you get a pretty personalized button!

Dates:

Nov 1 - Nov 21: Prompt Submission Period

Nov 23: Prompts Available for Claiming & Posting Period Opens

Nov 23 - Jan 31: Posting Period

Jan 31: Final Day of Posting Period

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Let’s gooooooo 🎶

People of the fandoms in the tags, it’s our moment to shine! ✨️

(I actually checked, all those fandom have less than 2k fics on ao3. I was honestly suprised to see EPIC and BG3 were eligible, but hey, numbers don’t lie XD)

[dinneratgrannys]

ONCE UPON A TIME REWATCH: 6.06, DARK WATERS You said you couldn't ruin one more family. Neither could I.

[eldritchshapeshifter]

Hi I am Fadia a mother of five kids ,surviving twice from bombing and destruction and we came out from under the backfill alive thanks to God,we also lost our home , work , city and our memories.

We replaced many times to save our life’s . Now we live in Der El Balah which they called the Safe or humanitarian zone.

The new now is that they asked the people here to leave.

Where we have supposed to go with our children ..

We are all disappointed and desperate for my little girl who grew up with the war. Unfortunately, no one feels us, what is happening here in Gaza, or anything we suffer here. Massive silence and opacity as if we were insects, but we are very tired.

We replaced many times to save our life’s . Now we live in Der El Balah which they called the Safe or humanitarian zone.

The new now is that they asked the people here to leave.

Where we have supposed to go with our children .We want to compensate our children for everything we lost from home, work and life. You are one of those who help us and you have the role to get us out of this situation. One dollar affects, please help us, please

https://gofund.me/6767db24

[cynicallyneutral]

funny how arknights’ stamina gauge is called “sanity” bc yes everytime im out of it i go insane cause like bro i still…i still need mats i STILL NEED MONEY??? WHERES MY SANITY 😭😭😭

[nem0-nee]

"Hahahahahhahah this will definitely NOT turn into a disastER-"

A little ol' silly special interaction event featuring Nemo, my beloved sona who unfortunately got stirred up with Twisted Wonderland.

Let's get right with the show!!

[SCENARIO]

You have the opportunity to draw an "identity" in her sketchbook! Some have recorded their fellow classmates, famous figures, and even themselves!

Nemo will give her thoughts on the given drawing, then subsequently try her hand to mimic them using her Unique Magic!

You can have her act out:

Canon characters

OCs

...Literally anything (Try me... I'm prepared for chaos)

[READ MORE for details]

[LEFT: White BG template | RIGHT: Transparent template]

Above are optional templates in which you can record an identity for Nemo to mimic or act out.

Having stage directions included is encouraged! So leave a note or description of some sorts about your drawing! This'll help her be familiar with the role!

EXAMPLE 1: Someone hands Nemo a drawing of Malleus.

She'll remark of how she might get executed for impersonating the prince (joking obv PFFFT-) She then will use her UM to shapeshift into him!

EXAMPLE 2: Ace hands Nemo a crude drawing of Riddle as a couch.

She sighs as she uses her UM, becoming a literal couch. Hilarity ensues.

Notes:

How to participate? - Definitely send it through my askbox!

I don't rlly wanna draw... - You can just paste in an image, or literally just send me the picture through my askbox!

Is the template necessary? - Nope! It's up there for formalities. Feel free to send your entry however you like!

[mothric]

well it's a shame it happened this year of all years but i just heard eurovision had its first ever nonbinary winner!! if anyone's got a bootleg of the performance so i don't have to give the ESC channel any more views than it deserves, please send it my way. congrats switzerland and congrats gays

[potionpeddlerpatchy]

Patchy my love, my life, my dearest dear. I'm here to to look at your books of old. I'm not sure which to pick, so perhaps you have a recommendation for me?

Hello Nemo, my most darling adventurer of the deep. How wonderful it is for me to see you here! I can see that you are wanting to join in on the celebrations of my little shop, and for that, I am forever grateful - after all, where would I be if it weren't for consistent patrons like yourself.💛

And I am more than happy to help you choose a book from my many shelves, we wouldn't want you walking away with one you weren't too keen on or one you simply would not like.

If you will allow me, I would love to give you one of my favourite as a token of my thanks and friendship 🔮

Your breathing was labored and all you could hear was the sound of the wind rushing through your one beautifully styled hair as you made you way passed the polished marbled and stone floors the castle was made of; the heavy skirts of your dressed bunched in your hands as you stumbled about trying not to lose the speed and distance you had created.

What you were running from, you could not recall – at least not at first – for your mind was still locked in a haze, one of from realm far from this, of reading upon inked words on a page. The loud chiming of the bells around you, signalling the twelfth hour of the night, urged your forward as epinephrine ran through your blood. The more rang that louder it became within your ears, the ringing filled your senses and made you almost delirious to what their call meant to you at that moment.

That you had to leave.

To run and hide away from the man who was following after you, one whose stride far outmatched yours and was gaining on you with every step. For if he caught up to you, who knows what would befall upon you should be find out the truth – that you were not a fair maiden, perhaps akin to a visiting royal, but a mere servant stuck to serve those who would never appreciate you as you deserved.

‘He could not know, and he would not know.’ That was the mantra that ran through your mind as you made a mad dash back to where your horse and carriage were, to try and leave behind this world of polish and beauty, of odd serenity, and to go back to where you belonged.

For this world was only meant for you for however long the magic spell cast upon you deemed it fit. A blessing given to you by a haggard woman begging for your aide, one that transformed before your eyes and for kindness she would gift you one in turn. She turned your worn clothes into a beautiful silver gown, the mice at your feet into beautiful steads, and the old pumpkin that you were to harvest into a grand carriage. To finish it all, she adorned your poor bruised feet, ones that barely knew comfort, glass slippers – ones only meant for you.

She then wished you well, helping you to gather your skits and place you within the coupe she so graciously gave you, to enjoy the night at the grand ball the royal family had been hosting; the event you could not attend given your low station and lack funds for a decent dress.

You had never known such luxury, nor the privileges it gave or how much better those around you acted to your presence with it. For the moment you stepped out onto the lustrous marbled floors of the palace, the people within it treated you like you were their own; with warm smiles and murmured words of flattery instead of rebuffs and scoffs you had grown accustomed to.

You even got to meet the Prince.

Something so wonderous, so out of your world that only in your deepest dreams could you conjure meeting him, that you couldn’t help but gape up at him as you tired to stutter a response; shying your head downward after a moment in embarrassment.

Though it seemed merely charming to him moreso than irritating, if his reassuring laughter was anything to go by as he took hold of your gloved hand and brought your knuckles to his lips “I am Prince Thorin, a son in the House Oakenshield. And I must say you have caught me by surprise.”

It took you a moment, swallowing down your nerves as you tried not to become so overwhelmed by his gesture or closeness to you, before you managed to squeak out “A-and why is that, your highness?”

“I know every maiden in my court, and those of neighboring lands, and yet I have not met you” He replied, standing to a more full height, though still slightly crowding you as his voice took a more hushed tone “Though, I would like to.”

His charming smiling made your knees buckle, as you struggled to breathe; that little hitch in your breath made his grin wider as he leaned down closer to you, “Would you allow me a dance?”

And who were you to say no? Who were you to try and tear your hand away from his as he gently coaxed you towards him and the throws of people gliding so effortlessly to the beautiful tones the musicians made. You were nothing if not someone being swept up in a grand romance, one you have only read about – you would be a fool, and call yourself such, if you didn’t allow yourself to be lost in it all as you fell in the warm embrace of his arms the whole night.

But such foolishness is why you were in this such a state now. Dishevelled and exhausted as you cursed yourself for not paying more attention; for not properly heading that mystic woman’s warning of when the magic she had casted would wane. Now here you were scurrying away like a rabbit in a chase as you tired to make it out of the castle and back home before your horse and carriage, before your façade, would be taken away.

Though in your haste you lost your footing. With a strangled cry you fell down the few stairs that you have been rushing down. Though you were grateful for the plush fabric of your dress to help break your fall, your ankle still ebbed and flowed with fresh pain as you struggled to get back up.

“My lady! Wait, please!” You heard him call out as he appeared before you at the top of the very grand staircase you had just cleared.

With him so close you could not bring yourself to go back to the glass slipper that had fallen from your foot in your stumble; instead having to leave it behind if it meant saving yourself from the embarrassment of him finding out the truth.

Though you wished to keep both slippers for future use, you were grateful for the small distraction to gave to Thorin to allow yourself time to get into your carriage, begging for your footman to hurry for time was running out. Sighing in slight relief once the vessel had begun it’s movements, but that sigh of relief was quickly turned into a sharp inhale as you watched as watched as royal guards upon their steeds, raced to chase after you.

Over hill and yonder they gained upon you, as your magic began to wear off. Your footman blinking between the fox he was before, your poor horses one by one turning back into mice as your carriage was slowly shrinking back down into the pumpkin it once was. Quickly you were careening into the stone path before you as you held your breath over the impact of the grassy hill upon you….

~

With a sharp breath your body nearly jolted out of its skin as you felt a warm hand rest upon your shoulder; you looked up to see the kind peddler who had allowed you respite here and allowed you to read a book that had caught your eye before purchasing it.

“Sorry…’ You managed to say between labored breaths, closing the book in your lap with a small thud as you began to stand.

“Never apologize,” She smiled kindly, helping you stand upon your own two feet “I very much like when my patrons enjoy the trinkets and novelties I provide.”

She pushed the book she had given you further into your hands as her smile grew wider “And I can tell you like this story~”

I do hope you are aware that what you read may be nothing more than ink on a page. As well, I do hope you know that I am not a shaman who will trick you with visions and nothing more; that the items I give are real as the ground beneath your feet.

Suppose all this to say, that he may have been chasing after you in a fairytale, that does not mean that a man like him is not chasing after you - pining after you. In fact, I would not be surprised if you ran into him after leaving my shop 🔮

I do hope you wish to keep what you found, for all 'sales' are final

[mako-neexu]

who in the world is updating the guda page im so bewildered at the dedication??

[tunabesimpin]

Let's go to the beach beach! ... Ninki Minjaj

HI TUNAAAA!! Congrats on 800!! Keep up the good and honest hard work my g >:))

WHO: As for the event, Nemo will be coming in to make waves! She's gonna drag in poor Sebek with her as her plus one.

HOW: How did the jester convince Sebek? Let's just say that he didn't want to accompany her at first, but he realized the mayhem she might cause if it was Silver who supervised her instead. Better that it was him yelling at the top of his lungs over a sleepyhead letting her run loose.

Below are the silly fits I came up with for them ✨ the messy concept is all I got for now sobs

Feel free to adjust Sebek's if you wanna >:))

Here's the link for the more polished ver.

FAVE COLOR: Nemo obviously likes green, the most creative color of the rainbow! (not really).

WHAT: As for what she likes doing during summer, she loves to relax and just unwind in the sun! Thus, it's no-brainer what she's going to do at the party: sunbathing, but with a twist!

TWIST?: She's going to bury herself in the sand with only her head sticking out. The jester claims that this odd practice has therapeutic effects.

One would hope this isn't one of her silly tricks, but that's just wishful thinking...

Anyway, thank you for hosting this Tuna!! Do lmk if you need anything clarified or if I missed anything svdkdj Best of luck to you w/ this event!! 🙏

--- Nemo's schemes had already effected many of the beach goers, but to be fair those involved did have warning. The most popular of their attractions being their sand cakes, a gamble on whether you receive and actual cake or some beach sand. Even Tuna took chance on the idea, though their reasoning might have been a bit different.

Having picked a bucket for themself, Tuna began eating a lightbulb switching on as they remembered Nemo mentioning being buried in the sand. "Say, want to start a head garden with me?" It took a second for Nemo to understand, but a wicked smirk grew "I would ever be honored~" Tuna continued to crunch on their 'cake' as the two began to clean up and find a suitable spot. They used sticks to draw a border in the sand and make faux paths and used palm leaves to provide some shade. Once the base was done it was time to dig. Long flat beds were dug out and ready to be lied in, it quite a while, but they managed to get 3 done. Now it was time find their first customer and unfortunately for Sebek, he seemed to be the first to pass by.

Nemo and Tuna were quick to team up on him, Tuna holding him from behind and Nemo began leading the way. Nemo became the perfect spokesman "Please right this way dear customer! Our garden is perfect for relaxation and clearing the mind~ Surely you can only be at your best if your mind is at its best as well!" Sebek squirmed, digging his heels into the sand to no avail and he yelled "I WILL NOT! UNHAND ME!" It was no use, with both Nemo and Tuna combined, they managed to pin him tot he bed and began to bury him thoroughly. At some point Sebek gave up, deciding it wouldn't hurt to try and feel the 'therapeutic' process. However, once he saw Tuna and Nemo drawing silly notes he knew he was pranked, "WHO ARE YOU CALLING A FRUIT?!" ---

LOLOLOL Poor Sebek~ I seem to keep writing him getting the butt end of the stick XD AND AAAA first nemo interaction yey!!! (if its not im so sorry i have a horrible memory-) >V< It was so fun to doodle this out! The art you made was so cute too!!! AAAA I love the hat and sand buckets!!!! Thank you so much for participating !!! I hope you can enjoy this!!!

[nerochinchin]

Do you like Nemo?

oh boy, do i! just look at this little thing

pocket sized, intelligent, self-sacrificing, has a secret soft side, adorable little smile, really nice legs, love of sweets is super gap moe and adorable, lovely hair i wanna play with, oversized shirt/tiny shorts/pantyhose combo is unbearably erotic

and also, not to mention!

[sinvulkt]

🚢 Nautilus Prompts 🚢 — Captain Nemo

🎄For the Fandomtrees event ☃️

🚢 Mutiny canon divergence:

Suyin comes in while Jiacomo and Nemo are fighting.

Realizing the prisoner-captain almost escaped (and that letting Jiacomo guard the door wasn’t such a good idea), she steps in. Nemo, distracted for one fatal second, gets knocked out.

The crew succeed in fighting off the metal-eaters without nemo's help and turn tail before getting trapped in the magnetic field, desperate to escape the iced-over ocean. All danger put aside, they now have to deal with a stubborn prisoner Nemo (who is likely to jump at the throat of the first person coming to bring him lunch XD. )

With the Nautilus new trajectory, it's very probable they cross path with the Dreadnought. Would the crew then try to sell their prisoner-captain, in exchange for freedom?

🎉 For the Smallfandomfest 🎊

🚢 Nemo gets cursed and ends up transformed into a clownfish (yes, for the joke). Does he get captured by the company, ending up as a pet fish on Crawley or Millais’ desk, or does he get picked up by his own crew unaware of his identity behind this new shape? What are the mental consequences of this transformation?

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🚢 Nemo crosses some lines searching for the treasure. He ends up sea-cursed, Davy Jones-style or Barbarossa-style (to take some pirate of the caribbean exemples)

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🚢 Nemo has Hanahaki disease (platonic version). After losing both Benoit and Aadesh, the seeds nestled in his heart that his wife's death created finally swallow him and flowers grow. Only shows of affection from his crew - until they become family could heal him - but they'd have to know what's happening first. And with how Nemo treated them, would they even genuinely be able to love him?

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🚢 Nemo dies. His consciousness awakens in the Nautilus. He can feel each step in the hall, each shift of the rudder, and the roar of the motors sing to his mind like the beat of his own heart.

He is the submarine.

As the Dreadnought catch up.to them and his crew is caught, Nemo uses his new senses and body to allow them to escape.

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🚢 Mutiny canon divergence. Nemo manages to escape before Jiacomo come to his cell, or Jiacomo never comes. The crew succeed in fighting off the spiders, but now they have to deal with an escaped captain lurking around in the submarine, who has no intention to surrender himself, and is rather on the edge after what he perceived as a betrayal.

Without Nemo ever taking back control of the ship (as he is stuck to hiding and clandestinity, or getting caught again), the Nautilus turn back tail to return at the nordic path entrance. Here, the Dreadnought stand, waiting for them.

(Nemo's escape is even worse of an issue now~)

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🚢 Merman!Nemo (bcs this trope worked so well ☆.☆)

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🚢 The Nautilus is alive

(From some kind of cyborg whale to AI to just vibes)

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🚢 The years at Kalpani

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🚢 Revenge may be a plate eaten cold, but ohh, how sweet it is for those who forgot the softness of warmth~

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🚢 Nemo dies.

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🚢 Nemo & Millais — A broken teacup cannot be fixed (but it can still hold tea).

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🚢 No matter the disguise, Millais would recognise Nemo. That includes London. He notices the man on the bench is Nemo and chases him.

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🚢 Loneliness is to know that were you to fall, no one will be here to help you stand back up.

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Crossover: Nautilus / Dragonriders of Pern

🚢 dragon!Millais au

In the past, a newly hatched Millais imprinted on child Nemo, who had wandered a bit too close to the eggs as he came with his family to witness the Impression. Only, Nemo didn't notice. He was soon called back by his parents and left the Hatchling behind, lost without the human that should have become his rider.

Why would Nemo have ever guessed a dragon had bonded with him? He was the son of a lord, future lord himself, and everyone knew lords weren’t dragonriders. And with the distance, their telepathic bond is too thin for Nemo to truly notice the source of the buzz in his mind.

When the weyr people find Millais, they are a bit at a lost at having a dragon without any proper rider, but Millais do well enough passing around people when someone is in critical need of a dragon, even one not telepathically bond to them, and he help out nicely in the weyr life. He doesn’t dare fly to Nemo- not when he was rejected so ruthlessly.

Still, facts remain. Millais was abandoned by his rider- the highest betrayal, in a way. And Nemo, unawarely, is already bonded - already a rider.

(Perhaps a war bursting out between lords may change things :3)

[jitterbugbear]

last night it rained and i woke up to distant thunder and everything was just right for once

[megumi-fm]

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[bluebellhairpin]

Going to start posting the Valentines day letters from now until they're all published! If you sent an ask for one, keep an eye out. If you want to avoid it, block the tag 'Be Mine Valentines 2024' and you should be able to avoid the day-long spam <3

[nem0-nee]

(It's Beliya'al) I'm curious as to what you will come up with for Bel!Nemo.

Highfiving you for drawing the eyes! Such a menacing glare oho... Apologizing yet again for what the jester is gonna say PFFF-

The jester looked quite uneasy. She wasn't really good at playing the serious types. But hey, mimicking Beliya'al would be a great opportunity to practice!

Once again, Nemo clears her throat in preparation.

"Hmph, I do not get paid enough by the headmage to care. Now if you excuse me, I have to go tend to much more important matters."

Such important matters were... to affectionately tend to Grim?

"What? Can't I be ominous in peace? Move along now. This fluffy beast needs his daily dose of affection.

In any other context, one would think the fluffy beast would be Grim. But knowing Nemo and her double meanings... this shot was being fired at the prefect.

(I give Beliya'al my blessing to bonk her tell her off /jkjk My eyes are peeled for his response...)