#imtinkerbell

[crownedbandit]

i only trust one (1) man and that’s tim k bell.

[beefcakequnari]

imtinkerbell replied to your post: Threads I still want: -Anything in my Trespasser...

how dare you give me these feels

I forgot my favorite one; the verse where he manages to kill Inquisitor and Co and returns to The Qun only to come back to try and finish off the South.

[orphanis]

❝    who’s gonna tell that     guy sitting behind you that we’re on a date   ?   he’s starting to pull off real flirting skills and i’m not sure if i’ll be able to resist for any longer   .   ❞

  @imtinkerbell   /   starter   .

[sxmethingbreaking]

@imtinkerbell cont.     

  “Did you think about it often? I mean…before?” Tink was still settling into bed after helping Zelena attend to Ophelia. The new parents were certainly grateful to have two grandmothers in the house to assist them in this period of adjustment. As she wiggled under the covers she moved in a little closer to the other woman. “I thought about it more than I should have, at first.” She murmured. “I don’t know why, it made me feel really nice to think about when I was lonely.” Her face hid in the pillows.

“You mean, before I got my heart back?” Cora asked, shifting slightly to allow Tink to join her properly. She rolled onto her side, facing the other woman. “I thought about a lot of things. Never with much feeling...but I didn’t forget.” She’d loved and lost, then loved and lost again. Both had stayed with her throughout everything, in the heart that she’d locked away. But only Tinkerbell had come back into her life. “It was complicated. Being heartless.”

[wishingonquarters-blog]

@imtinkerbell continued from x

        Tinkerbell sat, quite ready for what Lucy was going to attempt to do, they had been attempting it all afternoon. Or rather, Lucy had been attempting, Tink had been attempting to teach her young charge how to braid hair and it was coming slower than expected for someone as quick as Lucy was. “Try it again, don’t worry, my curly hair is getting in the way, so brush it out first like I showed you and try again.” She’d sit there all day if that’s what it took, at Lucy’s insistence, Tink taught her after watching Regina and Ella braiding each other’s hair the day before. The fairy knew her hair was in knots but continued anyways with a patient smile on her face, if Lucy was happy, it was worth it.

      Lucy stood behind her fairy-god mother with her small tongue poking out between her lips and her eyes focused on what her hands were working on. Concentration was key to success and Lucy was going to succeed. She had been trying all day to try and get this braid right and she knew that she was close. She just had to keep at it. “Kay.” she gently moved strands of blonde curls out of the way and once more started on the braid. She tried to untangle her previous attempts but she was worried she was just making a mess so she decided to leave it for Tink to handle. 

[justcallmejolly]

"MAMA!" A tiny whirlwind of energy and floppy dark hair hurtled through the door and out into yard, down the little path and out the gate, slowing a bit once the small yard gave out onto the sand. "Mama!" He all but skids to a stop in front of her, hands on his hips and a storm swirling in his dark blue eyes. "Gran LIED! She LIED! She said she's a fairy but she CAN'T be, cause fairies fly and Daddy can't fly and I can't fly and she won't fess up when I said so and you gotta go MAKE HER!"

[meme]

“Are you sure you can’t fly?” Jolly laughed, picking him up and giving him a small spin before he was resting on her hip. Once upon a time her Gran could indeed fly. And once upon a time both her mother and her father flew but that was a different matter all together. In fact it was what got them here-- this little house on the beach, led to her freedom and allowed them to parent a beautiful little lad that was the spitting image of his father. Her darling sweet Harry, who had grown so much in their time together.

A kiss is pressed to his cheek, fingers drifting through dark hair and she sways a little on her feet. A small dance shared between mother and son that she would keep forever precious in her mind. “I think--” Jolly hummed, “I think you apologize to Gran in the morning. For she is a fairy you see, the kindest and most wonderful of all the fairies. Something cruel happened to her, a very long time ago, and her wings were lost to her. So after breakfast, I want you to pick her a fine bouquet of flowers and give her a big hug and a big kiss and tell her how much you love her.”

A smile and Jolly gave the lad a light poke to the nose, “Because you, my little bean, are made of the most magical things the world has to offer.”

[truebelieved-blog]

                           ‘   SO.   granny’s hasn’t changed... AT ALL.   ’   he’s already got his hot chocolate , sipping delicately   ( it’s hot and he refuses to let it cool before drinking some ).   most of the reunions already been had , he takes to the diner to reconnect with storybrooke’s finest , head tilting and smile widening when he sees the blonde fairy.   ‘   LONG TIME  ,  no see tink !!!   ’   a pause.   ‘   it’s me ; HENRY.   ’ 

                                                  //  @imtinkerbell bc we need this

[beefcakequnari]

imtinkerbell replied to your post: When the Arishok shows up and people hit on him...

ok but how about /both at the same time/

Too many racks