#tinkerbellanger

[zhengtigress-blog]

{ @tinkerbellanger​ }

Tingting was usually not one to tolerate tardiness but with strangers she often had no choice. She, of course, had been right on time to her ‘date’. Not that she was interested in any sort of romantic relationship, she hadn’t any time in her life. Even a friendship any closer than good acquaintances for professional purposes made Tingting feel uneasy. Either way, she would be as friendly as possible with whoever she was set up with. Eventually...she arrived. A young blonde girl, she looked cool enough, but the silence between them even as the physical gap closed, proved that they might both be the strong silent type.

“Hello,” Tingting made the first move, “I am Tingting Zheng. Nice to meet you.”

[shegoes-blog1]

@tinkerbellanger

It was kind of fun to have an enemy. Although they lived under the same roof for a little while now, they were not friendly neighbours. Their paths had crossed before in unfortunate circumstances that put them at odds. To be fair, forests light on fire pretty easily and a young homeless witch practicing in the woods is bound to cause trouble. Sheridan knew that when she did it, but she didn’t know that her trail would bring on another witch’s wrath. She wasn’t afraid of Tink, in fact, she looked forwards to their rare run-ins.

“Hey, Tinky.” Sheridan slithered into the elevator just as the doors closed, both women clearly going down to the lobby. “Off to get more sticks or whatever for your fucking tree potions?”

[astridhxfferson]

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My muse having a good ol’ cry.

Her eyes were practically drilling holes into the person with the way she was glaring at them. “No, I’m fine,” Astrid sneered at the third person in the last five minutes offered to help her. Her arms were carrying bags of groceries. Each one of them filled to the brim with food. She had procrastinated going to the supermarket for too long. It was hard to find time to go buy food when she also had to study, work, and keep up with her training. Not only did she have multiple exams coming up in her various online classes but she also had to cover a shift for her coworker on Friday. She had to balance her time training between the gym and the stables. Between everything, it was a miracle she had time to breathe let alone get groceries and eat. Don’t even get her started on a social life. There was just so much to keep track of and so little time in the day. Her thoughts were swirling as she fumbled to unlock the door to her apartment. The one day she wished Tink was home the girl was nowhere to be found. Entering the threshold Astrid tripped on who knows what, causing the grocery bags to go flying. Damn it, she should have looked where she was going. God, she was so stupid. Now the fruit was probably bruised, and the bread was smashed, and the eggs. God, the eggs. The whole carton of eggs was crushed. Astrid could feel the tears beginning to form in her eyes. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” It was the eggs’ fault. Who decided to make flimsy ass containers for eggs anyway? They should be sturdier so they wouldn’t be crushed under so much pressure. ‘Stupid fucking eggs,’ She thought as she walked over to her room. It was only after she shut the door behind her that she allowed herself to cry.

[tidewashed]

@tinkerbellanger

It probably wasn’t the best idea for Ariel to leave her tentmates to set up the tent, but she did promise she’d be back soon. She just wanted to get a scope of the campsite and see if there were any interesting places to check out while the sun was still shining. She decided to go a little farther than usual, carefully stepping over the rocks and holding on the trees to keep her steady. Just in the horizon, she swore she could see a little brook, but she wasn’t sure. As she stood on her tiptoes to try and get a better look, she stumbled over a large rock, making her hold on to the tree next to her. “Oh my gosh,” she whispered, hoping no one saw her.