#things...

Seriously, look at that thing. It’s like he comes with a built-in corset.

Hahaha, I don't know! It's just a thing unto itself in a lot of ways, haha. This does give me the chance though to re-share a cap I have saved in my fic-writing folder for mmm, smut reference, I guess? So enjoy! (And I guess know it's partial inspiration for part 3 of Dog-Less, haha).

Finally got a name for this disgusting fucking self insert oc, it's Louie and that's kinda funny because I sometimes go by Louis and Louie is basically just an another version of Louis (wish I could use it everywhere tho cause it makes me feel 𝓰ℯ𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇 but Ingy is basically my thing now)

I'm super creative

Should I post more Louie content???

Doesn't matter I'm gonna do it anyways but first I will have to finish an another WIP

Yes, you're getting a letter too... although I don't know if your niffler dad will read it to you or if you've somehow managed to read the human language by now. Admittedly, it would make you even more remarkable than you already are <3 

Your present, however, is in the care of Sebastian. We both know very well that I can't entrust you with a bottle of *golden* fairy dust without running the risk of you bathing in that stuff. The fairy dust makes you fly, little Niffler. I heard you quite enjoyed the flight the other day. 

Have a lovely festive season, sweet little naughty.

Triggered by the flapping of the wings, Nosy looked up. It seemed like he would face the winged menace once more, but the Niffler was prepared for an epic showdown! This time, victory would be his!

He glared at the fowl. Nosy would end her, just like that green, bloody fool! But lo and behold, the owl dropped a mere piece of paper and flew away, leaving Nosy dumbfounded.

Nosy hopped around in frustration and shook his tiny fists at the retreating bird. Fine! Nosy won this round yet again! SWEET VICTORY! Take that, you bootless flying chicken! The little menace huffed through his nose.

Nosy's attention then switched back to the letter. The Niffler smelled the piece of paper and began to tear the envelope apart. No sweets inside - how disappointing. Nosy sighed, his dreams of sugary delights shattered. Yet, amidst his sorrow, a spark of realisation struck.

Sebastian and the pretty-but-inferior red-head always messed with such stiff sheets! Determined, Nosy honked a triumphant honk – this parchment was his ticket to glory to sweets! Nosy will just bring the paper to his companion! Yes!