#nibby asks

[bored-lords-waiting-in-the-black]

....Hi?

-Lizz

[U can choose who can talk to her]

Hello! Are you food :D

[nerevarswritingstuff]

Hi! I have a question about Nibby’s past relationships. We know that they have had friendships but have they had anything more before? Or did they only have like hook ups when they were old enough? Or eventually when the trio get together will that be their first ever relationship both in a romantic sense and a physical one?

Yes! Nibby never truly got the chance to experience any kind of romantic love, and therefor never fully learned what it was like, therefor they are very inexperienced with relationships (romantic and physical)

This also means they're extremely stupid. They will never know when someone's flirting with them or coming onto them like oh my god when I say y'all are gonna scream at them once Wukong and Macaque actually start flirting, I mean it. They're SO DUMB and I love them for it

[smerchingaround]

Can we see more of Nibby? What the homie doing these days? Is they living deliciously?

Oh, I would love to post more Nibby!

But... for some cursed reason, my tumblr very rarely allows me to upload pictures. I can't even attach them in tumblr messages half the time.

To answer your question, though, she is living deliciously indeed. Literally. She devours any snacky snacks I provide and screams for more

[ruru195]

I think it would be interesting to see more stories about the Bunny Kids, I love them.

And would there also be a possibility of having teenage bunny kids?

YES absolutely! The Bunny Kids deserve the spotlight 😭🐰❤️

🍼 Part 1: "The Bunny Bunch Bounce" (Kid Era)

The sun had barely risen, but the house was already alive. Thundering little feet, giggles echoing through the halls, and the distinct crash of something fragile.

“WHO PUT A PLANT ON THE CHAIR?” came a scream from one bunny as another yelled, “IT WAS FOR SCIENCE!”

Downstairs, Felix shot up from the couch with a pillow stuck to his face. “Oswald, the kids are being scientists again!!”

Oswald emerged from the hallway in a robe, hair sticking up in every direction. “Oh no.” He didn’t even ask questions, he ran.

In the living room, three bunnies were dancing in a “ritual” circle made of socks, two were painting each other with yogurt, one was reading War and Peace upside down, and one was riding a pillow like a horse yelling, “YEEHAW!”

Cue a pile of hugs, chaos-cleanup, and one bunny sneaking into Felix's shirt for cuddles yelling, “I’m your appendix now!”

⏳ Part 2: "Bunny Teens & Emotional Jeans" (Teen Era)

Years passed.

The house was still full, but quieter, in that “everyone has headphones on” kind of way. The Bunny Kids were now Teen Bunny Kids, each with their own moods, dramas, and chaotic quirks.

One teen (named Clover) had dyed their fur pastel pink and wore combat boots, writing emo poetry in the garden. Another (named Dip) was the class clown with a terrifying laugh and 100k followers on a prank channel. Another (named Lark) played electric cello at 2am and had an arch nemesis named “Kyle.” And one (named Nibby) was sweet, soft-spoken, and had a secret crush on the neighbor’s daughter, but would rather die than admit it.

One night, Felix walked into the kitchen in his pajama pants and was ambushed.

“DAD. I need relationship advice.” “PAPA. Can I have a nose ring?” “DAD. Be honest. Am I annoying?” “PAPA. What’s a tax?”

Felix just blinked and poured himself tea. “Where’s your father?”

Oswald walked in with a stack of “parenting teens” books and two aspirin. “I knew this era would come.”

Despite the chaos, they were close. Movie nights happened. Sobbing-on-the-couch comfort happened. Felix curled up on the bed with three of them after heartbreak. Oswald helped one build a robot that accidentally broke the roof. The teens were emotional and weird and loud and loving.

[samscorch]

🍀🤓⚫️ for the ask game!!

🍀 favorite song? Answered here!

🤓 favorite character from npmd and why?

God I have to pick one???? I guess if I have to pick, Pete. I can see myself in him a lot and honestly, he's just so damn endearing and a real sweetheart. He is, in fact, a funny guy and I can relate to his feelings of inadequacy and thinking he's "unworthy" to be in the company of the girl he likes.

⚫️ favorite lord in black and why?

*looks at my blog that has tags such as "nibby my beloved" and "obligatory nibbly reblog"* fuck dude idk

Jokes aside, Nibbly, unsurprisingly. He's so simplistic in his goals and what he stands for but also very complex. He's a being of pure hunger, and while yes, on the surface that means hunger like needing to eat, it also translates directly to desire and a hunger for things you want. He wakes up once a year to devour a woman who wins a contest (which is held in his honor) and likely he has influence over the contestants. He doesn't seem to have any sort of desire to end the world or just eat every single human, he shows restraint. He's connected to the Waylon place. He's actively worshipped. He's just so damned interesting! I need to know more about him!

Also he dresses like a bubblegum pop girlie and that's one of my types so like...yeah

[minix55]

Train ride - The Wished in Witch

This is Chapter Three

Warnings: None i think

Wished in Witch Masterlist

I carry my case as Nanny walks on to the train platform. I fed all my creatures and dealt with all my plants in the case before we came. Fizzle and Nibby will deal with any issues that come up. Achilles is chilling in the office/library area I made in the shack of the case. Hopefully he doesn’t tear any of the ancient books, as well as my other books, everything from romance, language learning, and literature. As we go between platforms three and four, I see the Weasleys and an all too familiar messy brown haired boy. I nervously look at the wall. I’ve always wanted to do this, but Merlin’s beard. It’s kinda scary��� How do normal magic kids do this and not get scared.

Nanny pets my head,“ Dear, you can do it.” I grip my case and run through the wall, I open my eyes and see it, the bustling platform 9 ¾.  Hogwart Express’s red paint gleams in the sun, I hear Owls flapping nervously in their cages, Cat’s meowing in kennels, and Frogs croaking. Parents waving goodbye to their children. I feel a hand touch my shoulder and jump, whipping my head around. I see Nanny. “See wasn’t so hard dear.” She smiles at me. I hear the occasional swish of magic.

 “Yeah, it wasn’t.” I smile. I hold my case as Nanny runs her hands along my sweater, flicking her wand to smooth my clothes.

She smiles,” Go on dear, i’m rooting for you, i’ll visit in the case often.” I nod and enter the train. I look in each cabin to see them full. I see Fred, George, and Lee Jordan. Their compartment isn’t full… should I ask? What if I bother them? A student walks behind me and i get bumped into the door. I watch Fred and George look up at me. I freeze and smiling and waving awkwardly. I internally cry in embarrassment.

“Oi!” He calls me into the compartment. “You lost, or are you here for the best compartment on the train?” 

I smile nervously,” I, uh, i’m looking for a seat.” I say and hold the handle to my case. “ Could I sit in here?”

Fred grins, leaning back into the seat,” Plenty of room, if you can keep up with our conversation.” He jokes. George smirks from his seat and Lee Jordan speaks up.

“Don’t mind them. Come and sit!” He smiles and I shyly walk in and sit next to the window. The latch to my case clicks and I shut it quickly.

 I smile awkwardly,” Thank you.” I feel my hands clam up. It always looks so easy in the fanfics. Stupid writers making it seem easy! I take a deep breath, watching as the station begins to slip away.

“No need to thank us,” Fred smiles mischievously. “It’s always a pleasure.”  I look down quietly at my case. The three of them start talking again and I pull out my wand. I carefully inspect it , hoping it will calm my nerves. I could open my case to bring out a book but I have the strange feeling Lady might sneak out to steal peoples things. I try to do the cool pen spin with my wand but it falls. 

George picks it up and hands me my wand,” So, you’re a first year, huh?” He asks casually. I accept my wand with a nod.

“Is it that obvious?” I ask. The three laugh and nod, I cover my face with one hand. “ I’m just nervous I guess.” I say to the three of them.

Fred looks at me amused,” Don’t worry, we can fix that.”

Lee chuckles. “Or you blokes will scare her off before we even reach Hogwarts.” 

“I don’t scare that easy.” I say using my last bit of courage I don’t have. 

Fred raises a surprisingly well maintained eyebrow,“ Oh? We’ll have to test that.” George nudges his twin. 

“Give her a break, mate. At least let her settle in before we start scheming.” George’s lips curl up into an evil grin. Oh no… did I just become a target for the twins… I hug my case nervously.

Fred huffs dramatically but grins the same nonetheless. “Fine, fine, we’ll give ‘er a month.” I shift in my seat somewhere between comfortable and uncomfortable, letting their playful energy settle as they fall in conversation on pranks they should pull this year. Maybe this won’t be so bad… All I have to do is go through school… a magic school with an evil dude trying to kill people regularly… I’m dead. I glance down at my case, hoping Achilles, or any of the other creatures don’t get any ideas. The last thing I need is for the latch to pop open and a magical creature to escape in the middle of hogwarts. That’s what Newt was kicked out of hogwarts for.

“So, what’s in the case?” Lee asks, nodding toward it. “You’ve been holding it this whole time and you didn’t seem to have anything else on the platform, I saw you.” 

I freeze and say the first thing that comes to mind,” My stuff…” I internally kick myself. Really! My stuff, no shit! George eyes me curiously but doesn’t press.

 “Fair enough.” He says. 

The old trolley witch comes by,” Anything from the trolley dears?” 

“No thank you ma’am,” I say respectfully as the others order. As they are distracted with the trolley I open my case. I see a lady climbing up the ladder. I lean in and whisper,” No, bad Niffler, no.” She looks at me and sniffs around. I glare down. I close the case and lock it. I fall into the comfortable quiet until they start talking about pranks again. I watch the sky slowly turn a brilliant orange then grow darker. I should change into my robes… I stand and the three of them look at me.

Lee speaks up first,” What are you doing?” 

“I’m going to change into my robes.” I say and all three boys react. Fred and George immediately exchange identical mischievous grins, while Lee Jordan raises an eyebrow in amusement.

Fred smirks, leaning back dramatically. “Blimey, already making yourself at home, eh?” Wait, do they think I’m gonna strip?

George snickers,” What, you’re just changing here? We promise we won’t look.” He says with such an almost believable serious face. They really do think I’m gonna strip.

Lee laughs, shaking his head. “Oi, You lot are gonna give her a heart attack before we even reach the castle.” I already regret saying anything. I clutch my case handle tighter, my face heating up. I grab my wand and tap my clothes and like magic they slowly change into my black robes, from top to bottom.

“It’s simple magic…” I say quietly. The three boys blink at me in surprise, then break out into identical grins.

“Well, well,” Fred chuckles. “Someone’s got a few tricks up her sleeve already.” He claps once.

George nods approvingly. “Color me impressed, firstie. You sure you’re not secretly a fourth-year in disguise?”

“No I'm not, I just like reading so I know a few spells.” I say. Such a lie, I know wandless magic and I came into this world with magic not from this world memorized. I also studied everything I could get my grubby hands on.

Lee Jordan smirks. “Yeah, thought you’d have to go running to the loo like the rest of the first-years.” I feel my face heat up under their attention.

 “I just… like being prepared. I knew a lot of first years would go to the restroom….” I say.The twins exchange glances, their mischief practically radiating off them.

“Prepared, huh?” Fred muses. “We’ll see how long that lasts at Hogwarts, all firsties think they're prepared.”

George nods solemnly. “Best start preparing for some chaos then, yeah?”

I grip my case a little tighter, suddenly feeling like I’ve just painted an even bigger target on my back. “I’d rather not...” I murmur.

Fred gasps dramatically,” Did you hear that, George? She’d rather not!” How did he hear me! Stupid Weasley!

George places a hand over his heart. “How tragic. We’ll just have to make it our mission to change that.”

Lee watches them with an amused shake of his head. “Poor girl. You’ve barely stepped foot in Hogwarts, and they’ve already adopted you.” This bloody- calm maybe they are just playing up. I groan, slumping against my seat.

 “Merlin save me…” I murmur and cover my face. I suddenly feel a shift in weight. I uncover my eyes and see Lee across from me. I whip my head to my sides, Fred is to my left and George is to my right. 

Fred slings an arm around my shoulders like we’ve been friends forever. “Merlin can’t save you now, love. Welcome to the best mistake you’ve ever made.” George puts his arm over Fred’s on my shoulders. Their cheshire grins make me hide my face. The rest of the ride is them teasing me and talking about everything in between the sun and moon.

[thereader-radhika]

Pazhuvettarayar . . .   reached Nandini's wing. At the entrance, he heard the sound of laughter. For some reason he felt irritated. Nandini had never laughed like this in the Thanjavur palace. What had made her laugh so much? Who was with her?

Entering the room he saw that her companion was Manimekalai. He felt more at ease. Manimekalai tried to smother her laughter with both hands when she saw him, but could not control herself. She rushed out of the room, laughing.

Nandini stopped laughing, regained her usual composure and said. "Ayya! Come in! Are the talks over?"

Pazhuvettarayar asked her, "Nandini, why was that girl laughing like that? Why did she run away?"

"Must I tell you that? I will. Manimekalai was in the next room and some of the conversation in the main hall fell on her cars. She was laughing at the way Prince Aditha Karikalar spoke so derisively of paattas and paattis."

🤯

Laughing about Karikalan calling her grandmother? Kinky Nandini!

Pazhu was the husband of eight other women and old enough to be Nandini's grandfather. From the beginning, he suspected if she is waiting for someone else like the women in stories. He also heard rumours that Karikalan distanced himself from his family because they didn't let him marry a poor bhattar's daughter. By the time he left Kadambur, he put two and two together. No one specifically told him that it was Nandini, but he knew when he saw the change in her.

Aditha Karikalan might be a ruffian, might be disrespectful to his elders. But he is a scion of the Chozha clan . . . As for Karikalan himself, he would never wrong a woman . . . But what about Nandini? Was he right to have trusted her implicitly, to have acted according to her wishes? How could anyone be sure her conduct was totally blameless? . . . Aha! Did treacherous women like those one heard about in stories really exist? Could Nandini be one of them?

Lol, Seriously Pazhu should stop reading these corny romance stories and get a treatise on economics or something.

As Pazhu's inner voice often reminded him, Nandini was only a stranger he picked up from the roadside. Though they weren't on good terms, he knew Karikalan from his birth and Chola family for generations. Old Pazhu pinned all his hopes on the boy's 'good' character.

Karikalan: Nandini! Don't tell me that story over and over again. In the eyes of the world, you may be the Pazhuvoor Ilaya Rani. But you didn't actually marry him.

Nandini: Here, cut open my heart and look! Use Veerapandyan's sword to tear it open. You will find nothing except your revered image in it. This is the truth! The truth! The truth!

Nibba-nibbi are on it again! 🙄

But his priorities changed by then. He realised that his sham marriage was just another drama. Nandini's love or lack of thereof was not a matter of concern anymore. For a man who ordered the death of Kandan Maran for calling Nandini his daughter, he showed great restraint that night. Vanthiyathevan sensed his presence in the room only when he was strangled.

That's why Nandini couldn't figure out that he knew her love story and birth story. She didn't know about Pazhuvettaraiyar bench-pressing a whole temple roof, fighting Pandyas and travelling the length and breadth of the country wearing a thin temple curtain. Above all, he failed in his duties. She panicked misunderstanding that old Pazhu remained in half-dead state for 3 days because he was 'shocked' to see her with another man. Probably he had a mini heart attack seeing dead Karikalan.

But by this point he was no longer interested in even talking about her personal life. The only thing he wanted to know was how was she planning to kill the prince. Still Pazhu felt some happiness when she consoled him that they will be a couple in the next birth. Finally he apologised for everything he said. Luckily Nandini never let him 'do' anything 💀

Give me at least some water with your hand, to let me know you've forgiven me and forgotten everything I said. Then you can leave me!

He doesn't forget to give a glowing conduct certificate to Adithan too before commiting suicide.

. . . I realised that Aditha Karikalar's conduct had been blameless.

except for the fact that he was telling inappropriate things to my wife, his grandma 💀

What would have happened if Karikalan didn't die then? Would he have kicked Nandini out and asked her to go away with anyone she liked? He was so determined to not act like an idiot after leaving Kadambur.

[miss-constelia]

Waiter! Waiter! More milfs please!

(Why yes, this is my nibby-coded way of asking for more Linda art from you, how'd you guess?)

JSJDJSJD I really gotta draw her again!

[hiddendepths-aublog]

Nibby: Just asking which one would you go for first. Caramel or rock candy.

I dunno! Just- whichever’s easier for me to get to!

(Well, she did technically already answer your question…)

[mirchtadka]

“Shraddha Kapoor” has a hilarious reaction to ‘Valentine’s week celebrations; asks ‘Aaj kaunsa day mana rahe hain Nibba-Nibbi?’

In a world filled with heightened expectations and grand celebrations during Valentine’s week, Bollywood’s beloved Shraddha Kapoor recently infused a much-needed dose of laughter and authenticity. Beyond the glitz of showbiz, Shraddha’s recent Instagram post not only questioned the fervor around Valentine’s Day but also established a warm and genuine connection with her audience through humor.”

A Chuckle Amidst the Celebration Frenzy: Shraddha Kapoor’s Instagram post doesn’t shy away from addressing the overwhelming hype surrounding Valentine‘s week. Instead, it lightens the mood by playfully questioning the extravagant celebrations. This simple act of sharing her thoughts makes her a relatable voice in a sea of curated content. Embracing Humor with “Nibba-Nibbi” Charm: The heart of Shraddha’s post lies in its playfulness. In a delightful video featuring her and her furry companion, she seeks a kiss in a light-hearted manner. The caption, where she affectionately refers to couples as “Nibba-Nibbi,” infuses a charming and down-to-earth touch to the post, inviting fans to share in the laughter.

Read More...

TeriBaatonMeinAisaUljhaJiya #ShraddhaKapoor #ValentinesWeek

[johnnytl]

Mausritter The Estate: Session 1

I'm running a campaign of the Mausritter adventure The Estate so I thought I'd run through the events of each session here just so I can have a record of them.

There are five player characters in this campaign:

Pock Gnitnatter, Former noblemouse.

Poplockrockstop "Rock" Pipsqueakpippop. Ex-gang member.

Odette Halva, Farmer who desperately wants to be an adventurer.

Mortimer Grant, Bookish mouse who wants to see the outside world.

Erin Thorne, Daring trap thief.

The setting for this campaign is a sprawling countryside estate. Events take place in the buildings and surrounding nature of this estate.

Some relevant backstories here. Rock is an ex member of the Bone Gang, the local gang of rats around the estate. Having escaped a life of crime they've left behind a brother who has continued down that path. Louie Two-Knives is a member of the Bone Gang who has been seen around Brickport, the main settlement in the campaign. Two-Knives is a family name which comes from the heirloom knives they own, Louie has one and Rock has the other.

Pock used to be a noblemouse in the farming community of Brambletown but has since lost most of his money. Looking to reclaim his standing he has joined with this group. He has a particular son who has joined the following of one Reverend Goldenfur.

This group came together due to a series of increasingly desperate advertisements from Odette for a group to go adventuring with. Everyone else joined for their own reasons. Money, safety, or glory.

The town of Brickport lies underneath the main building of the estate, spanning the length of an underground stream. The group is talking with two guard, Nibby and Canon, who want them do do something under the condition that they keep anyone important from finding out. As it turns out, they've lost the key to the gate into Brickport. While the gate can still be opened and closed, the padlock that locks it is stuck shut until the key is found. They promise the group 300 pips for finding the key, 500 if they can do it without anyone important finding out. After some cajoling Canon also offers to throw in a magical(?) sword as well. The gate guards tell the group the route they took before realizing they had lost the key. They also mention they had walked by another guard on the bridge named Ol' Jim.

The group splits of to explore. Pock to the mayor's office, Odette and Erin to the Glow- the local marketplace, and Rock and Mortimer head to the bridge. Pock, Odette, and Erin walk past the chapel, formerly devoted to the Mother, it now hosts part of Reverend Goldenfur's following who are preparing their congregation for a pilgrimage to the Chapel, the followings centre.

Pock gets an appointment with the mayor, Audrey Pipp, an extremely stressed woman dealing with the fallout of many disasters. He discovers more about whats been happening in Brambletown. Queen Madriga has gone mad and locked herself away in her castle. Meanwhile, monsters are attacking the citizenry. He also immediately tells the mayor that he has heard rumours that the gate key has been lost. The mayor offers 100 pips for a report on the situation as well as mayoral writ for free lodgings and a beetle for agreeing to look into and resolve the situation in Brambletown.

Odette and Erin interrogate the people in the marketplace and eventually discover that the guards were seen with the key at the marketplace and it had not been lost there. Erin also discovers rumours of a Faerie Queen who has been messing with peoples sense of time within the building above.

Rock and Mortimer find Ol' Jim and ask him about the guards. He recalls that they walked past him on the day after a huge storm had swept over the estate. He recalls they had the key on them when they left. He also mentions that a lightning bolt hit a tree outside and he's heard that the tree is still smoking. Ol' Jim figures out that the key has been lost and offers to get some discreet help, for a couple of pips. Agreeing to that offer, he says that he'll get some guards together to sweep the residential area of Brickside. There have been reports of pickpocketing and break ins in that area. Given the key has a bounty on it if returned to the mayors office, Jim believes someone must have stolen it. He'll have some information ready in the morning.

Pock bargains the mayor's writ into a proper meal and bath at the local inn, the Tinbox, and the group meet Jim in the morning. Jim gives them an area that the thief likely operates in and Erin inquires about the rumours of the Faerie Queen. Jim's heard rumours of the strange time phenomena but also mentions that faeries tend to stay outside the buildings.

Investigating Brickside, Rock is grabbed from an alleyway by the thief. It's the thief, Louie Two-Knives, and he's after the other knife. The group manage to fight Louie to a surrender. He guides the group to his stash, but the key's not there. Laughing, he explains the key has already been sent away and is now in Goadholm. Goadholm is a seedy place southwest of Brickport where the Bone Gang's hideout is located. Rock forces Louie to give up the other knife and decides to let him go. There are still a lot of stolen goods left in the stash. The group decide to return the property to it's rightful owners, (except for a nice bit of cheese).

Pock exaggerates Louie's abilities in his report an the guards get off with a chewing out but nothing more. The guards, deciding it's best to get in good with the heroes of the hour, give the party the magic sword. The sword is indeed magic and it is given to Erin, allowing them to remove one condition whenever they deal critical damage.

The group now has to plan their next move. Go to Goadholm and find the key, or find a new padlock and key in the house above.

[deadandphilgames]

i laughed so hard at the dramatic XD over shot

of earth bit. who gave them the right to be so funny?????

I KNOW i laughed so hard at that like ??

hilarious

[nerevarswritingstuff]

I know that courtnapping is really popular in the fandom so I wanted to ask if you plan to have that in your fic as well? Or if not the courtnapping than maybe demon courting rituals? And if so is reader going to accidentally do something that would fall under a courting ritual and make either of the monkeys duo bashful?

I hope that makes sense 😅

While I won't deny that I think it's cute, it's not my thing X"D there will be demon courting rituals that I'll be diving deeper into later (cough once MK and Red Son start courting one another cough).

As for Nibby accidentally doing something, hmmmm... I would say it's likely! Macaque would definitely be more teasing about it, and Wukong more bashful, but they'd explain to Nibby the meaning behind what they did or said. Nibby over here like "Oh... oops, my bad" and then never talk about it again.

[smerchingaround]

I still don’t think you have an actual cat

Unfortunately, this can only be proven by giving her more pats and treats, and posting pictures of her. Though she is so camouflage on black clothing that it is hard to prove

[teacupfulofstarshine]

Rose? ~Logan

rose: what’s something really positive going on in your life right now?

here are a few positive things!! 

- working through a new save file on stardew valley to play the 1.5 storyline update from the beginning through, and i’ve just unlocked the ability to marry the love of my Life sebastian

- i’m in a really good, solid place in my relationship with @fangirltothefullest and she just. she makes me so happy you guys tashi ilysmmmmm >///////<

- making new friends, including nibby!!! @the-inky-isles love uuuuuuuuu

[minix55]

School Shopping - Wished in Witch

This is Chapter Two

Warnings: Mentions of pain?

Wished in Witch Masterlist

It’s been two years since I arrived. I told Nanny about my case after I kept disappearing into it so she didn’t worry.  Achilles only got smarter and knows it. My shoulder length wavy hair is now to the middle of my back. I have been making potions and other things to sell at Hogwarts because, if my anxiety won’t let me be in the sunlight, I'll be in the shadows. Fricken Mafia boss activities. I push Achilles off and yawn. 

“Willow, come get breakfast!” Nanny calls me. I walk into the kitchen and see Nanny putting a plate of bacon and pancakes on the table. 

I greet her,” Thank you Nanny.” The smile on her face is so sweet. My heart!

“It’s okay, deary.” She rubs my head and kisses my cheek. 

I kiss her cheek,” Thank you Nanny, I’m going to be in the case.” I walk into my room and grab my case. I bring it back to the living room and set it down. I open the case and step in, climbing down the ladder then down stones stairs. I run my hand along the magically created carved handrails. The stairs are below plants of the magical and non-magical potted in terracotta pots hanging from the exposed wooden beams. I make it to the bottom of the stairs. 

I see the familiar room, even more greenery hangs in the room. I made it to resemble an old American rustic, countryside-style kitchen with a kinda warm and earthy vibe. The kitchen is built against the textured stone wall. I run my hands against the smooth wooden countertops, I open the cabinets, seeing the ingredients for feeding the creatures. I grab several and set them on the counter. I use a flint rod to light the fire for the old-fashioned flame powered oven and stove top that are set within the cabinetry. I grab a copper pan from the area where I keep pots, pans, and kitchenware. The floor is  adorned with patterned rugs in warm, earthy colors, complementing the wooden furniture and stone textures. The small wooden dining table with chairs sits nearby, Nanny wanted to create a welcoming spot for meals. We connected home and the case by enchanting a door, so she can leave me cookies when I’m not with her. Once the feed is done I put it in a bucket and go to a separate freezer/fridge like room. I get the raw meat and fresh veggies, putting the food in a bucket. I walk to the door, after a quick breath. I open the door, my eyes are filled with the view of magical and non magical creatures. 

Pixies and Billywigs zoom around as Flying Seahorses fly leisurely. Sparrows, Korean Tit, and Crows fly around as well. The giant dung beetle pushes his ball of dung, my Niffler, Lady, sits in her cave in the floating island with gold surrounding her. The Fwooper sits on its branch with my barn owl, I toss them rats. Several canvas walls indicate different areas, all enchanted. I go from area to area feeding the creatures and animals. The Grabhorn’s tentacles run over my face. I walk into the tiger area and get jumped on by multiple teen tigers. 

I laugh,” I know, mama’s here.” They all nuzzle me. I snap and the carcass of a cow flops down in the snow part of their enclosure. That should keep them happy for a while. They stop nuzzling me and run to the carcass digging in. I walk to Finigian’s area, I take a breath and walk in, seeing the large backside I scratch it and soon all three heads turn to me. I smile and love on each head. After a couple minutes I let go and let him start eating. A loud roar causes me to turn,” I’m coming!” I walk past the Mooncalves staring at the fake full moon. “Fizzle! Nibby! Can you help me?” The house elf walks around a corner to me with a smile.

“Yes, Young Miss?” Fizzle speaks. My family had several house elves and are surprisingly loyal. 

Nibby follows, holding a bucket,” Yes?” 

“I told you, you can call me Willow.” I sigh. “Can you feed the Mooncalves and the other creatures?” I ask. 

The two nod and Fizzle floats the bucket of Mooncalf feed into his feet,” Of course Young Miss.” The two elves happily go to work. I walk to an area, past the hatchery, I see a group of areas. On a desk close by is the open book with the growth rates of all the dragons who I hatched almost 18 months ago. I walk into each area and feed them, writing my observations down in the notebook. Each dragon seems excited to see me as I let them love on me for some time each. I leave their food and escape to feed more creatures. 

“Willow! Dear, you have a letter!” I hear Nanny yell from the shack. I stand from petting the Pengriff, a mix of a penguin, polar bear, and bird. Using wandless magic fish fall into the water and the creature dives in to get it. Other creatures dive, fly, or swim to the fish. I walk back in to see Nanny getting loved on by the baby Musk-ox that seems to have wandered in the shack. 

“Nalo, leave Nanny alone.” I sigh.

Nanny gently hits my arm,” Willow, don’t be cruel. Go read your letter.” She sits on the small sofa she had me put in.

“Yes ma’am.” I walk over and see the letter. ’HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY’ With the coat of arms is displayed on the front in the wax seal. I read it and gasp. “Nanny! This is my Hogwarts letter!” 

She stops petting Nalo,” Merlin’s beard!” She gasps as well. “ I suppose this warrants a trip to Diagon Alley, go get dressed.” I run up the stairs and up the ladder. I make sure the case closes and run to my room.

“Achilles!” I call and he bounds into the room. “Protect the house when I’m gone.” I say seriously, Merlin’s beard I’m turning into a child. I change out of my ‘play’ clothes and put on a nice sweater and jeans. “I’m ready Nanny!” I call as I walk out. 

The smile that stretches on her face is adorable,” You look just like your mother…”Her boney hand runs along my cheek before she pats my head. “ Let’s go.” I push the small button on the case and it shifts into a leather bag. I carry it out to the car with me. We travel to the leaky cauldron. I hold her hand nervously, god no matter what life time, I got bloody Anxiety! We go round back and Nanny taps the bricks with her wand. The bricks shift and move revealing the bustling street  of wizards. Some people doing tricks while mothers drag their children around. We walk in and I hold her hand as we go around to each store. I catch glimpses of other students, I cover my mouth as I see Theodore Nott, I’ve never seen him young… woah. He’s kinda attractive, the fact I know he’s gonna be drinking by year six is crazy. I catch glimpses of red hair and see Molly dragging Ron followed by the twins into the robe store.

“Can we get robes now Nanny?” She nods and we walk over. We look around and Nanny helps me with robes and the plain back pointed hat. When we get our house chosen by the Sorting Hat house the representative animal will get magical embroidered on. We go to check out and Molly goes behind us. I look back and Molly smiles at me. I hide my face.

Nanny laughs,” Oh dear, sorry young lady. Willow is just shy.” The twins appear from behind her, snickering.

“No problem at all, it’s sweet.” Molly smiles. I smile shyly and look down. We buy our things and go from shop to shop. I freeze as I see a boy that looks identical to Tom Riddle. What the hell! How- what- I gaze at him, he really looks like a copy. Same features and hair. Next to him is a boy slightly taller than me with brown curly hair, but with the same facial features of Tom Riddle. As if feeling my eyes they both turn to me. I hide my face again quickly. Ahhh, Anxiety! We walk into Olivanders. 

I manage to squeak out a “Woah…” I look around in pure awe at the store. I’m really actually here… I know I believed it before but really being here, in Olivanders… I’m really into my favorite novel. I run my fingers over the old wooden counter covered in things, my heart racing with excitement. The shop smells of slight dust, aged parchment, polished wood, and a faint trace of something electric, like static. Stacks upon stacks of narrow wand boxes fill the towering shelves. I turn to the sound of someone shuffling. The familiar old man with wispy silver hair and knowledgeable pale eyes steps into view.

“Ah,” he hums, examining me with curiosity. “A new student… yes, I was wondering when I’d be seeing you, Miss Mann.” I freeze momentarily.

I blink,“ You know who I am?” I ask him dumbly before my brain catches up. Ollivander’s lips curve into a knowing smile. 

”Of course. I remember every wand I’ve ever sold, and I knew your parents well, they both broke their wands several times in school… But let’s not dwell. We have work to do.” He smiles before turning, gliding toward the shelves and plucking out a thin box. “Try this. Blackthorn, ten inches, dragon heartstring. Quite sturdy.” My hand twitches as I take the wand from him, a shiver shooting down my spine at the idea that this could be the one. The moment my fingers wrap around the smooth wood, I wait for a zap or an ethereal this is the one’ moment.

Nothing.

Ollivander swiftly plucks it from my grip before I can even attempt a flick. “No, no, that won’t do.” He hums thoughtfully, putting it away before rifling through another stack. The next wand is shorter, made of laurel with a phoenix feather core. I barely get the chance to wave it before a stack of papers on his desk bursts into flames. I freeze as Nanny puts the fire out.

“Oops, I’m sorry.” I wince.

Ollivander simply chuckles, already moving on,“ It’s alright. Fascinating… tricky one, aren’t you?” I go through wand after wand—rowan, ash, walnut—each time resulting in something either fizzling out completely or nearly destroying the shop which nanny fixes right away. I shoot Nanny a helpless look. I can’t be a squib, the figure… My wishes… She just pats my back, her warm, wrinkled hand bringing me out of my head. 

“Nanny, what if-“ I start.

She cuts me off,” Dear, breathe. You just haven’t found the one yet, your father was the same.” All of a sudden, Ollivander stops in his tracks at the statement. His head tilts ever so slightly up, as if listening or looking to something beyond my senses. Slowly, he climbs up the ladder reaching for a box on the highest shelf, coated in a visible layer of dust. He brings it down with careful reverence before opening it.

“Try this.” His voice is quieter now, almost expectant. Inside lies a wand of dark, rich wood—smooth and polished, but with one slight natural knot along its bottom. The moment my fingers brush against it, warmth spreads up my arm, like sitting with the lion cub I summoned in the sun. A gentle, calming hum fills my ears, like a distant melody. “Ah,” Ollivander breathes. “Hawthorn wood… twelve and three-quarter inches… with a thunderbird tail feather core. Incredibly rare.” His eyes twinkle with something like excitement and another I don’t recognize. “Loyal, adaptable, but not easily mastered. A wand for those who walk between worlds, I’d say.” I barely hear him. The wand feels right, like an extension of my very being. When I give it a small wave, golden sparks dance through the air like fireflies. Nanny gasps.

 I grin softly,” Thank you.” Ollivander nods, seemingly satisfied.  “Yes… yes, I believe this is the one.” We leave and finish shopping. I hold the wand gingerly as everything is in Nanny’s bag of holding. I smile at Nanny, she hands me my Gringotts key. As we get into the car, I tap my hand against my bag and it returns to a case. I crawl in and walk down the ladder and the stairs. I walk into the library area and the wall of trinkets. “ Proprietas.” i say and hang the key up.