#Nosy

[kiwiplaetzchen]

[Polyjuice Swap 2024!]

(Thank you @lil-grem-draws for being the mad genius behind this very special event!)

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Nosy scurried beneath the countless feet scattered through the grand ballroom, slipping between shoes and robes like the stealthy menace he was. What had Will been thinking, trying to exclude Nosy from this event? Babbling on about how it "wouldn’t be safe" for the little Niffler - pfft. As if that was going to stop Nosy. Please. With so many sweets and shiny treasures gathered in one spot, how could he possibly miss this opportunity? This was a dream come true! Sebastian would surely be proud when he saw all the bounty Nosy planned to bring back home!

On the other side of the room, Nosy noticed a small commotion. A group of a group of magic stick wavers clustered together, muttering with evident irritation. Nosy tilted his head in curiosity. With all that distraction, surely nobody would notice if a small Niffler would squeeze his sneaky paws into one or two pockets... or nine.

With a determined flick of his tail, Nosy waddled over to the group as he slipped unnoticed among the distracted students. But before he could start his pilfering spree, something even more intriguing caught the Niffler’s eye. A door. Closed, and apparently of great interest, seeing how everyone seemed eager to enter. His curiosity burning to find out what was behind that entrance, Nosy seized the moment and squeezed himself through the tiny slit under the door. Easy.

With a proud huff, Nosy wriggled out on the other side, fluffing his teal fur triumphantly. Who needed a diet now, huh? Not Nosy. Nosy was smooth and sleek, thank you very much.

He quickly ducked under a nearby stool and took in his surroundings. The room was small and rather empty. There wasn’t much to note - another door on the other side, a dull, boring mirror (but Nosy already knew he was quite the looker), an old, dusty coat hanger, an overturned bucket, an empty high shelf, and one of those big black brewing pots bubbling quietly on the floor Sebastian explicitly told him to stay away from. Boring. Nosy let out an outraged honk. There was nothing in this damn room! Why did everybody want to enter such a boring room?? The little Niffler felt utterly cheated, his little nose twitching in annoyance. What was all the fuss about?

Pouting, the Niffler gave the room a scathing look and turned back to the cauldron, where a dimly shiny object caught his eye. With a hopeful squeak, Nosy waddled closer, only to find a plain old cup with a smattering of leftover broth. How disappointing. Nosy sighed. Seemed like someone had fled their meal in a hurry. Nosy shook his head. The pretty Prefect would never tolerate such waste of food. Tz tz. With a sideways glance, Nosy considered giving the abandoned broth a taste test. After all, it would indeed be a waste...

Curiosity getting the best of him, he stuck his snout into the cup and took a tentative slurp. It tasted strange. Like a mix of the blond dork’s stupid belt and broccoli - a veggie Nosy secretly enjoyed. Not that he would ever admit that to ANYONE.

Satisfied, the little menace sat beside the cup with a small, satisfied burp, licking his beak. Hmm, chunky.

But suddenly, a strange feeling crept through Nosy’s body. His beautiful fur bristled, and he started to shiver. His little belly making noises it had never made before, and his teal fluff was standing on end as a wave of discomfort rolled through him. The little menace squeaked in agony, writhing on the floor. Ow… Nosy honked miserably, crawling towards the door with teary eyes, his little body feeling heavier by the second. Weak squeals escaped his beak as another wave of pain washed over him. Nosy wanted to go home. Back home with Sebastian. Nosy had enough. The little menace just wanted to curl up in the hair of his Niffler Papa and be done with this horrid day. Ow…

Lost in agony, the Niffler didn’t even notice the tufts of fur trailing behind him like breadcrumbs until he was almost completely lacking his precious teal coat on the bottom half of his little body. Only, it didn't seem like his body was still that small. Nosy was growing centimetre by centimetre, his frame stretching and transforming with each passing second.

By the time the pain stopped, Nosy felt much larger than before, and the ground seemed so strangely far, far away. Why? What happened?

He glanced down in horror. Were these his paws? They were long and furless - no claws, no beautiful fur. WHAT HAPPENED TO HIS CLAWS? WHERE WAS HIS PRETTY NIFFLER FLUFF? HIS BEAUTIFUL TEAL COAT? Nosy let out a terrified honk, but the sound that escaped him didn’t sound like his honk at all. He sounded like a goose on the loose! This was not Nosy’s voice! WAS NOSY A DAMN FOWL NOW!? The Niffler's eyes fell to his chest. Jiggly, flubby, fleshy udders that looked horrifically out of place. And... nips? NIPS? ON NOSY?? AND WHERE WAS HIS BELLY POUCH?? The Niffler screechingly honked in pure horror, the sound echoing through the room as he rolled frantically on the floor, desperate to shake off this wrong skin, this awful new form.

With growing dread, he noticed the long, red hair draped over his shoulder. WRONG COLOUR! This was not the body of the Teal King! What had happened to him? Another panicked honk echoed through the empty room as he scrambled to his feet - or whatever these strange limbs were - desperate to escape. Swaying and staggering, his honks still sounding like the wild screech of a blasted birb. In a full-blown frenzy, the panicked Niffler sprinted around the room, wailing and crashing into everything in sight. He knocked over the mirror, toppled the coat hanger, and even sent the cauldron flying as he collided with every wall.

Suddenly, the other door creaked open. A Hufflepuff Prefect poked his head in, eyebrows raised in confusion. “By Merlin’s beard, what happened in here?!”

Nosy didn’t stop to think. He threw himself at the Prefect, knocking him over before storming out of the room. Somehow, he was stronger in this strange form.

Finally, the transformed Niffler burst out into the hallway in a wild cry. Onlookers turned in confusion, muttering to each other, puzzled by the sight of the strange girl with wild red hair, utterly devoid of any clothing, and darted through on all fours. "Was that @theodoradevlin?" some students mumbled.

Another strangled honk escaped Nosy’s lips as he desperately searched the crowd. Where were Sebastian and William? Nothing smelt familiar. His honk, warped by this strange new voice, filled the hall as he dashed away on all fours, hopelessly confused and very, very lost.

This night had gone horribly, horribly wrong.

[coldstormyday]

I feel like we don't talk enough about how bonkers the 'Judge Judy and Executioner' frog plotline was in Limited Life, which was almost entirely contained within Bigb, Pearl and Jimmy's POVs.

. Bigb gifting Jimmy a special Grandmaster frog which leads to bitter regret and sadness from all the frogs at Frog Mountain, a sacred place where Bigb goes to commune with magic little froggy guys

. Pearl 100% buying in to the plan to take Judge Judy and Executioner back and leaving a decoy, causing classic Jimmy disbelief where he does the '>:0' face repeatedly in his facecam

. BIGB LITERALLY GETTING KIDNAPPED WHY

. Jimmy employing Scott to help find the frog at the Nosy Neighbour tower while Bigb and Pearl are frantically shoving JJ&E down a dank cave hole

. Pearl accidently spiking the frog straight into a ravine like a dropped beanbag and desperately trying to cover it up while Bigb and Jimmy weep openly in the background

. Jimmy confronting the Neighbours while Pearl (definitely not Lizzie stop asking) has no concept of who Judge Judy and Executioner is, only for both to fall down a trap due to Bread Boy number 3 who cannot stop pushing buttons out of boredom

. Jimmy dying again after killing Loggy the Llama (also why did the 'Loggy time' joke make me wheeze so hard- comedy gold I tell you) by moonwalking directly into a pufferfish trap while monologuing

TLDR: I cherish Bigb, Pearl and Jimmy's videos for bringing us the best plotpoint of Limited Life. Sometimes the Life Series can be poignant and deep, and sometimes it's just about a frog who was loved so dearly and fell so hard.

[thewhimsyturtle]

Why do new objects keep showing up on my patio?!

[diana-bluewolf]

❀ Happy Birthday Will ❀ @lil-grem-draws I'm still trying to repeat 'perfect prefect' five times in a row…

@kiwiplaetzchen I hope you don't mind I borrowed Nosy 👉👈

[picsfortheday]

[143bc]

They're so nosy...and cute 🌹❤️

[blue-sparrow]

[lil-grem-draws]

One year later

[theoreticalfool]

Sketchbook drawing of young Fitz and Nosy! With a couple quotes from pg. 33 of Assassins Apprentice!

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[classycookiexo]

It makes my blood boil, literally one of my pet peeves

Questioning is control disguised as curiosity, it feels like an invasion of my thoughts and space

Plus explaining myself feels like ass kissing or makes me believe that they think I’m scared of them and I’m sure as hell not. I don’t ever really answer those kind of people because they’re clearly fishing for something to distort

Also I’ve never questioned anyone out of “curiosity” nor am I a nosy person so I don’t understand the point of asking a bunch of questions regardless. Like don’t ask me what I’m doing or why I’m doing it, if it doesn’t concern you, leave me alone

Idk but it pisses me of quickly, kinda like a trigger

[kiwiplaetzchen]

*BAM* knocking through the dorm to leave some shinies, juicey toffee-apple and I hope plain sweeties and not pepper imps 🔥

Nosy was comfortably huddled in his cosy nest, made from Sebastian's scarf and shiny treasures he'd collected over time. His tiny paws clutched a few coins, and nestled against him was his beloved golden rubber duck, which quacked faintly every so often. All was quiet and peaceful, until-

BAM!

A loud noise echoed through the dorm room, startling the little Niffler and making his fur stand on end. His eyes shot wide open with alarm. Who dared disturb his day?! Nosy tried to eavesdrop from his little hideaway. Had the pretty Prefect noticed his nice-scented soap was missing again? He glanced suspiciously at the lavender chunk and, with a quick motion, shoved it deeper under a pile of coins, just to be sure.

Just as Nosy finished burying his prized treasure, the wardrobe door creaked open, flooding his nest with light. He blinked against the sudden brightness, his head tilting as he tried to make sense of who or what had dared to disturb his peaceful day.

In the doorway stood a young lad Nosy hadn't seen before, arms overflowing with various goodies. His eyes darted between the boy's hands and the shiny things he was carrying. A faint squeak came from the rubber duck as the little Niffler shifted, his attention now fully locked on the unexpected visitor. What was that, shining like a ruby in the candlelight? Nosy's eyes grew big, pupils wide with desire.

The boy, seemingly unaware of the teal king's intense gaze, carefully placed down his small pile of offerings right in front of the wardrobe. Nosy's gaze never wavered from the shiny red apple, which gleamed like a jewel, so tantalising and perfect. Slowly, Nosy poked his head out from his nest, eyes flickering between the boy and his tempting treats. He didn’t seem dangerous, not like that pesky Hufflepuff who seemed to be obsessed with the Niffler. But, heh, who could blame him? After all, Nosy was magnificent!

Slowly, the little menace tumbled out of the wardrobe, landing directly in front of the toffee apple on his fluffy bum. He gave the new fifth-year a small head bow, clearly proud of his little stunt, before grabbing hold of the ruby candy. Chirping happily, he held it up in the air like a trophy, giving the boy an approving nod.

With great enthusiasm, Nosy opened his snout as wide as he could and bit into the apple, his little tongue poking out as he licked the sugary coating. This was heaven. After a few more licks, the teal furred rascal glanced at the other presents the boy had offered. His eyes sparkled as he reached for one of the coins and gave it a test nibble. Real gold. Nice, he thought and tucked the coin into his belly pouch with a satisfied hum.

Nosy continued licking the apple, his eyes flicking up at the new fifth-year. This lad had done well, the Niffler decided. He deserved a reward! Slowly, Nosy waddled back to the wardrobe, still clutching the toffee apple in his paws, and began rummaging through his nest.

After a moment, he let out a small squeak of triumph. Returning to the boy, Nosy proudly placed the nice-smelling violet soap chunk at his feet. Well done, his eyes seemed to say, before he waddled back to his nest, licking his apple and quite pleased with himself.

[musingmedia]

Don't worry, I'm just really good at my job. You'll get there.

[thewhimsyturtle]

I found my new favorite spot to spy on Mom: underneath my plastic plants! 👀🐢🍃

[ask-alsius-vafer]

Alsius was about to place a crispy, battered fish on his plate,when something suddenly bit down on the other end of his meal.

A little menace clamped his tiny teeth onto the other end of the fish, staring straight into the blond's icy eyes, unblinking, and refusing to let go.

Nosy, feeling particularly smug today, wiggled his tail in a kind of sassy way.

[sighs and pushes the plate of fish closer to Nosy, relinquishing what is quite plainly no longer his meal]

Is Sebastian not feeding you properly?

[macrowitchphotography]

What you looking at! 🕊️

[postcard-from-the-past]

Indigenous woman from the Nosy Be island of Madagascar

French vintage postcard