#nostelle

[beeeinyourbonnet]

hello friends i am taking a brief (probably) hiatus from It's Good to Be Alive <3

miiiight fuck around and post a one-shot of something else tomorrow tho. WE'LL SEE.

[notonlymice]

a little nostelle something for @beeeinyourbonnet

also everyone go read her Covetous, it's amazing

[nothingeverlost]

“In the mood to write some Nostelle?” ANG asked to the surprise of no one.

Some things never change!

Nosty’s headspace isn’t an easy one to slip into.  I considered a couple of things, but after rereading some things I thought I’d start out with something I couldn’t fuck up as badly.  I didn’t feel quite ready for the homeless verse.

I think we only just sort of head canoned this idea.

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“You’re not coming to the Hallowe’n Feast?” Nosty was halfway across the entry hall when the question came.  Fecking hades, of course it had to be the one person in the whole sodding school that he couldn’t seem to lie to.  He actually opened his mouth to lie about not being hungry but the words wouldn’t come out. Even after two months of as much food as he wanted every single day he still felt the need for more. 

“It’s just a meal like any other.”  It was close enough to the truth; every meal at Hogwarts was a feast compared to the way he’d been eating for years.  “There’s better things to do tonight.”

“Like what?”  Belle caught up to him, seeming to abandon her intended trip to the feast.  The foolish lass seemed pretty thick despite being a Ravenclaw.  Didn’t she know she was wasting her time on him?

“Things.”  He’d only tried to leave twice at night in all the time he’d been here.  Once Flich had caught him.  That damn cat was a clipe.  Somehow, though, he’d wound up with tea and biscuits instead of detention.  The second time McGonagall had been inexplicitly waiting on the front steps.  He still wasn’t sure if the extra spell she’d taught him was punishment or not.   He’d certainly learned to bite his tongue around her, though.  She didn’t approve of his rough speech and had made it clear she expected better of him.  He almost didn’t want to disappoint her.

“Can I come?”  Nosty stared at her.  She had friends.  A lot of them.  Sitting with him on the train hadn’t hurt that at all but who knew what people would say if she started being seen with him.

“Are ye daft?  The Feast is starting.  Someone’s sure to have a place waiting for you.”  He didn’t have plans so much as a feeling of needing to run.  To be somewhere that didn’t surprise him and intrigue him and make him feel like there was so much he didn’t know every minute of every day.  He’d known who he was and where he stood on the streets.  

“I have some snacks in my bag if we get hungry later.  If I was home tonight we’d be carving pumpkins and dressing up.  I was a witch when I was five and I guess that’s silly now but I still like pumpkins.  Do you think Hagrid would mind if we borrowed one of his?  I memorized a spell for carving that might work.  Or the pumpkin might explode.”  Nosty wasn’t surprised she had a spell for something they hadn’t learned yet.  The only time he saw her alone was in the library.  Not that he watched her or anything.  Maybe he stood in the stacks for a wee bit but it was a public place.                                  

“They’ll take house points if you’re caught.”  It didn’t matter to him but it seemed like it would to her.

“So let’s not get caught.”  She was laughing when she took his hand and ran to the front doors.  She was a daft one, alright.  He was probably more daft, because he just followed her.

[chippedcupwrites]

an eyebrow wiggle? check. a wee turn of the head? check. a sunshine grin? check. a goofy ole’ finger point? check. these gifs possess the same exact energy.

[cannibalisticshadows]

OMG THIS IS SOOOO GOOD YOU WONDERFUL PERSON

My darling, dearest, wonderful, perfect, lovely, delicious, actually-a-fucking-angel, Zoo Keeper. Mer!Belle is so cute and precious, oh my glob, this actually inspires me to go work on my scalie!rumple. Wow. Just, just wow. And wait--MULTIPLE CHAPteRS!? WELL SCREW ME SIDEWAYS! *rainbows shoot out of my eyes*

YOu have made my night - and this tiny idea, if it has any indication of the actual fic, will def put me 6 feet deep via death by adoration!

[evilsnowswan]

Giftee: @autumnslioness-dearie Surprise! Being your Rumbelle Secret Santa has been an absolute pleasure. Cheers and Merry Christmas! Going for Christmas-themed Nostelle Fluff proved quite the challenge. I hope you enjoy the result. 🎁

Beta: @winterswanderlust You are a lifesaver, thank you for all your effort! ✍

Prompt: drifting, softly, magic, sweets, ornament

Summary: It’s the chilliest December in records stretching back over a hundred years and one of the coldest months ever recorded. When Nosty decides to get himself a little holiday to get out of the dreich weather, he isn’t expecting the provincial travel destination or the bonnie holiday acquaintance.

Read Me (AO3 LINK): [HEAL] | Chapters: 

[WRECK OF THE DAY] 🚓

[THE BIRD AND THE STRAY] 🍪

[NO MILK TODAY] 🍼

[SNOW ANGEL] 🌟

[thestraggletag]

Can you Nostelle Neverwhere?

Nosty had always known there was something more to London than people saw. Something lurking behind, something he could almost catch a glimpse of out of the corner of his eye. But it wasn’t until he stupidly saved a little waif of a girl from a fellow dealer wanting a good time- no one intrude on Nosty’s territory without his fucking permission- that he was allowed to meet London Bellow, a whole fucking section of the city he was previously unaware of.

Soon it becomes clear to him that the safest place to be is next to the girl he saved, Belle, who has the enviable quality of opening all sorts of things. Soon convenience turns to true affection when he realises that, far from being safe, Belle was code for trouble. Soon keeping her alive becomes his unofficial job as they both travel through London Below in search of answers and safety.

[anonnynerdgirls-zoo]

Urban Zoo - A May Day Menagerie fic for the marvellous annonymousnerdgirl

Chapter One It was her, it had to be her. No one else could possibly have eyes that blue or be so impossibly wee and darn sexy. Plus she had the killer heels, her head buried in a book and the same cute quizzical look on her face. To confirm his suspicions Wee Jock was also responding vigorously at the sight of her, he had always known when she had been about springing up like a guard dog ready for action. Not that there had ever been any chance of that then or now. Andrew Noston peered again over the top of his copy of Macbeth. He was going to have to find another place to study. It was difficult enough not to get distracted from deciphering Shakespeare without this apparition before him. That’s right it was a ghost, like the play, his mind had conjured up this spirit. Belle had been his inspiration, his guardian angel, his reason to hope, and now when he was so close to his dream of getting an actual qualification he had summoned her. It must be because he was so tired, too much studying, too many late shifts, too many sleepless nights, that’s what it had to be – a ghost. A ghost from the past that had led him to the future and Christ his head was buzzing with literary illusions and wouldn’t the real Belle have smiled and waved her hands and been so happy at the change in him. And oh no he must have been staring at her and now she was looking directly at him, head cocked to the side, a puzzled look on her oh so beautiful face. But feck oh feck feck feckity feck she was tottering over to him and mouthing the name that he hoped he would never hear again. “Nosty? Nosty is that you?” “Erm..Andrew Noston, actually, miss, Access student at the college here, studying for exams miss”. Oh shite he was babbling like a small idiot child and had he lied or not, he wasn’t quite sure and what was with all this “miss” business? Oh feck, she was pulling out the seat next to him now, Wee Jock was out of control at the closeness. “Oh, Nost..Mr Noston I’m so pleased” and then she whispered “honestly I won’t say a thing” and then getting louder and louder “But you can’t imagine how happy I am to see you and to hear that news, and oh, and I`m waving my hands again and I had been trying so hard not to since you used to ‘take the Mickey out of me’ all those years ago. How many?” Andrew was truly gobsmacked, his thigh was so close to touching hers, and those eyes were mesmerizing, he could not help but answer like he was enchanted to tell everything and only the truth. “It was seven years ago that I last saw you in the library at Belmarsh prison, you said that I could do it, to stop pretending that I didn’t give a shit, to just grab any chance even if it was like grasping a snake when you were drowning in a river, and to stop sneering at my book and to read it and see that I was Johnathan Livingston seagull and that I could fly high in the sky and that …” Belle stopped his gabbling with a delicate finger and pressed to his lip. It was soft, smooth and he could feel her pulse throbbing away. He might be melting. They were both full on staring at each other now and he could not pull his eyes away, until she sighed and said, “I’m annoyed you have cut you hair, I loved those locks and now I will never be able to touch and tug on them”. She then blushed and stood up quickly and tip-tapped away with only a brief look back at him and was that a wink?