#chat:tink

[itssmeeeeee]

who: smee & @imatinker where: the snuggly duckling

A real bar was not a likely place to find Oliver on a weekend, nor was he supposed to be lurking in one of the spots that the lost boys had practically claimed as their own for the taking, but here he was. He would've much rather have been at Hook's place on the water, just messing around with some coworkers over shitty beer, but he was technically here on work, after all. His one mission for the night was to find a way to one Tink Bell, who was much more elusive than he previously thought she might be. It wasn't until he was about to give up for the night and call it that he saw her come in, with another blonde and a guy who most certainly wasn't Peter Pan. Hook had been right: the group had a visible crack, and they were going to split it wide open.

Before she could get to the bar, Oliver was a step ahead of her, ordering himself two of the beer he was drinking and approaching her with a peace offering. This was how he'd planned it over the first few hours he'd been here by himself, with nothing to do but envision how he might convince someone as intelligent as Tink that he was here with no ulterior motives. "Miss Bell," he approached, politely extending the extra bottle in his hand. "Sorry, I, uh, saw you come in, and would like to offer you this in exchange for not telling neither Peter nor my boss about my presence. A truce, of sorts. I'm just here with a friend."

[sharpayyyyy]

who: sharpay & @imatinker where: marie's party

If there was one person who could understand just how crazy it seemed to finally be dating her childhood crush, it was the girl who shared the same seemingly unrequited pining for her own. It was a shame that Tink didn't seem to have the same kind of luck Sharpay had with Troy, but she had a feeling the other blonde would share in her excitement in a way none of her other friends could. The news was about as exciting to share as she assumed an actual engagement might be, despite Troy simply asking her to go out with him. It was with a smile wide enough to hurt her cheeks that she greeted Tink, having demanded she come to Marie's festivities just for this.

"I have news," she prefaced, outstretching her arms to reach for the other blonde's hands as Sharpay pulled her away from her friends. She hoped Tink hadn't seen her cozying up with her now boyfriend earlier in the evening, so she could see the raw reaction now as she told her herself. "You're currently speaking to Troy Bolton's new girlfriend," Sharpay blurted, nearly ready to burst in shared excitement as she delivered the news.

[samtwinduke]

who: sam & @imatinker where: university library

It'd been a while since Sam had seen the boys' favorite blonde around, but the two going back to school called for a library reunion that he'd been waiting for. His roommates had always helped him study if he ever needed people to read flashcards or quiz him, but getting to spend time with Tink in the library was more special than that. With how much of a group mentality they fell into while together, there weren't many opportunities for Sam to simply be himself with one of his friends, but this was one he truly appreciated.

Though he told himself he would play it cool, Sam couldn't help but break into a bit of a jog to catch Tink in a hug as he spotted her outside the entrance to the library. "Tink! You're back!" he exclaimed, though he knew the moment he said that it wasn't entirely the truth. Still, it was better to see her like this than not at all. "I brought us snacks, lots of them. I have so many syllabi to go over and even more to talk to you about, so we should go to the loud floor."

[lostgirlwendy]

who: wendy & @imatinker where: echo island hospital

It could have perhaps been one of the worst ideas Wendy ever had, but it was the best metaphorical olive branch she could think of, albeit in the form of another plant, as she showed up to Tink's hospital room with a bouquet of flowers. Even if she was to be turned away, at least Wendy could say that she tried, which was the principle that mattered most to her, more than anything. It was with a deep breath that she lightly knocked on the door, already knowing that there were none of their other friends were on the other side. This felt like something she should do alone, without the safety net of someone else to defend her.

"Hey," she greeted quietly, "I was here to see Sam, and I brought some of these by for him, so I have for you, as well." Wendy referenced the flowers she placed gently on the table beside the blonde, in a small glass vase. There was a chair beside her bed, too, but Wendy knew better than to just assume that Tink would want her to stay. "I won't stay long, if you'd prefer, but I wanted to see how you were doing, if there's anything I can get you, or, um ... anything. I'm glad you're okay, Tink, really."

[landonlocks]

who: landon & @imatinker where: jennifer's body afterparty

Somehow, Landon had scored an invite from Gwen to the afterparty of her big movie premiere, of which she was actually the director. Things hadn't gone as horribly as he'd thought they might at the bar where he'd tried to steal her beer, apparently, or else he most definitely wouldn't have been invited to not only see her again, but come to her party, too. It just so happened that Flynn Rider was one of the stars of it, which made for a strange greeting and the question of why he was there, but there was one unmistakable blonde for whom he had the same inquiry. As the notable wrecker of her marriage, Landon wasn't sure that Tink would even want to talk, but it was worth a shot, anyway. "Miss Bell," he greeted, giving a small nod of his head. "Didn't expect to see you here. I didn't expect to be here, either, until last weekend, but I may have made friends with the director," Landon explained, punctuated with a quick wink.

[fxithtrustandbluepixiedust]

@missbxll​

Zarina was sat on the grass behind the sidewalk, eating a plateful of sweets, with Tink beside her. “I’m glad I came to this,” she said. “And not just for the food.” Though the loads of great food were a plus. “I wanted to come and support you and all of our friends!” And maybe herself but that was something she was still really struggling with. “Are you having fun?”

[lostgirlwendy]

who: wendy & @imatinker where: mad tea party

Though it had been a while since their blowout at the boys' apartment party, Tink and Wendy still had not spoken. Truthfully, she had no idea what to say, besides offering an apology that would likely be blown off about how she was sorry for losing her temper at the party. But, now that she was getting started on gathering research from her novel, Wendy was stuck in the age-old dilemma that she experienced with the blonde, which was whether to include her or not. She didn't want to make Tink feel excluded, but would she even want to help her out after the way they'd left things? There was only one way to see for herself, and Wendy had decided to invite her to get coffee in a peace offering.

Part of her had honestly expected Tink to not show up, but once she saw the blonde come through the entrance to the cafe, Wendy felt a strange tightening in her chest, a mix of relief and anxiety over this meeting actually happening. "Hi, I, um, think our order should be out soon, they said they'd bring it here," she greeted, having told the blonde to order ahead before getting there. "Thank you for coming, seriously. I know it's been a bit, but I--well, I wanted to apologize, for the way things went, and I had a question that I wanted to ask you, one that seemed a bit too complicated to ask over text," she explained, hopeful for a peaceful start.

[lostgirlwendy]

continued from here for @imatinker​​

This certainly wasn’t the time or place for Wendy to air her grievances with the blonde, and she knew it. In fact, no part of her wanted to snap, but she couldn’t seem to hold herself back when it came to their mutual friends. No, she would lay down her life for any one of the boys who Tink had claimed she was so much better friends with than Wendy was, though it didn’t seem like she valued any friendship tonight when she was off kissing whoever she pleased, unbothered by the consequences. And yet, when it came to the one singular person who Wendy had nearly done the same to, she spilled liquid on the carpet to prevent it. With more alcohol in her system than she was used to, Wendy was done holding back the moment that Tink spat her nickname and cursed at her. She wasn’t perfect, and she was about to prove it.

“Have you thought of anyone besides yourself all night?” she shot back, raising a brow at her as Wendy’s arms folded over her chest. It was a valid question, she thought, given that the answer seemed to be no from what Slightly had told her. “You want to know what you did wrong? You left a mess on the floor after you spilled that everyone else had to clean, you kissed my brother knowing that he has a girl he likes coming ... should I keep going? That’s just the surface level.” The more she spoke, her desire to fully break in front of the blonde increased, wanting to snap in half and tell her everything she’d been holding back since they’d met. Tink would deserve it, too, given how cruel she’d been to her tonight, and every time they’d seen each other. “Everyone is wrong, Tink, but you can’t admit it. You won’t, because the one who you actually think is perfect here is you. I actually don’t think you believe you’ve ever done anything wrong in your life, and you expect everyone else to think so, too. Maybe the boys can’t see it, and maybe Peter can’t, either, but I’m so tired of you thinking you’re so much better than me when you aren’t.”