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         ❛ Stop believing in A N Y O N E for long              enough and see how quickly they stop flying. ❜ 

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salvatoris said: ugh stop so fucking cute give her to me -grabby hands-

regina presents her to u. take care of her, she is an angry little cupcake that just wants love and to indulge in occasional knifeplay.

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P A N ;

                            ≪ ♛ ≫

        he takes no surprise in her  appearance,         expecting her to visit && file a complaint         amongst her others. his eyes  F O C U S         on the arrow perched in his hand,     the          head still being crafted by his H A N D S.

       ❝ T I N K, a lovely surprise to see you ––            perhaps the boys have a     C R U S H             on you, i’d be flattered –– for your age. ❞

                                 *; ❧

          ❝ O H ,  T R U S T  me. i’m deeply flattered. ❞ 

          she’s used to comments like this -- well, INSULTS,           really -- pan’s quite the B O Y. but even so, she           knows he is much, much, more . . . & though they           have a mutual understanding -- a sort of tolerance           for one another, if you will -- she cannot afford to           cross him. she is, however, a fiery woman; one that           does not stand for voids in her contracts.

          ❝ i thought we’d agreed they would leave M E               out of their silly little games. ❞ 

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          ❛ i’m not your disposable PINCUSHION, you know.              you can’t just use me when you’re upset, then toss me out               with yesterday's RABBLE. i’m real. ❜

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P I R A T E ;

         ❛ & i could very well say            the same for you, love.  ❜

          ❛ could you? well it’s a relief your                  CHARM & WIT are still intact. ❜ 

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//omf when i saw you had a tink i almost peed.

*gwen stefani’s HEY BABY playing in the distance*

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kinginnuendo​

            ❝ Well, well. Haven't Y O U                     washed up quite a ways. ❞

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[deirrealite]

                            I’m a survivor                                                                                                    I survive  ;                                                                                                                                                       not live.

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bold any fears that apply to your muse!!! italicize what makes them uncomfortable!!! (and add your own if they aren’t listed)

the dark | fire | open water (sea/ocean) | (any) deep water | being alone | crowded/enclosed spaces (agoraphobia) | confined spaces (claustrophobia) | change | failure | war | being controlled/lack of free will | prison | blood | drowning | suffocation | public speaking | natural animals (any kind) | supernatural monster/animals (any kind) | heights | death/dying | intimacy | rejection | abandonment | the unknown | the future | not being good enough | scary stories | talking to new people | poverty | loud noises | being touched | powerlessness

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paniisms

              ❝ P E T E R. ❞

   She had appeared out of seemingly nowhere,    almost; a nod, perhaps, to that glowing specter    of a woman she once had been . . . if not a touch    less green nowadays. Approaching the other    slowly albeit without hesitation, she folded her    arms, and spoke again. 

              ❝ Your LOST boys have found their                       way into MY camp. Again. ❞

[malignitasmali]

                There was no question as to who this strange individual was, but more so what she was there for. Without her wings did not leave her without a sense & Maleficent knew that sensation all too well. A Fairy without her wings was dishonor within itself in most cases — or at least, some would have considered it so. But not all GOODNESS resided without even the slightest form of EVIL. Without one there would not be the other.

               A single twig cracked, causing the darker Fairy to stop within her tracks, a delicate smirk hidden beneath the shadow of night revealing itself to Tink and her alone in regards to the others reaction. The dagger ;; a simple of protection. The strength was admirable.

     ❝ Your kind has not stepped foot      here in centuries at least — what      is it that brings you here?  ❞

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         *; It was H E R . 

             It took all of the strength within the smaller fairy not to back up at such a face; to ignore that instinctive flight response. And she did -- she knew showing fear was no help, not here. What was fear to her, anyhow; what more could happen to her that had not already? Standing, almost completely still, gripping the dagger but lowering it to her side, rather, she spoke, at last, her voice soft, but steady.

      ❝ So it's true. Maleficent -- you . . . you're still alive. ❞

         Glancing, gently, at the Dark Fairy's shoulderblades then, she confirmed the other part of such a statement -- Maleficent was, indeed, without wings. Judging by the scars, they had been stripped away, just as the legend had said . . . and she, too, lived with the burden of exile. But unlike Tinkerbell, Maleficent was powerful . . . a powerful match for the Blue Fairy, even. And wings or no wings, Tinkerbell knew she did not stand much of a chance against her.

[magic-alwayscomeswithaprice]

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ouat gif meme → (1/10) characters » tinkerbell

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malignitas--mali​

          * ; She is definitely far from home.

But H O M E . . . home is no longer a place she belongs to; not somewhere she can call her own. Home has so long been STRIPPED from her and tossed into an unreachable abyss that she can hardly remember it any more. What is home?           IT DOES NOT EXIST . . . 

Striding through the dark bushes of the Moors had not been an easy task for a woman of her small stature; it was more overgrown than ever before, absent of all light and full of dark creatures that stared and leered without attacking . . . creatures that would devour her whole if the forest did not first. But Tinkerbell had come too far to let herself fall here; she was above her fear -- and if she were to die, well, what would she have to really have to lose; a woman without a home; a fairy without her wings . . . ? 

And then, she remembered why she had come.

Trudging through the thick brushes, she could not help but to sigh in frustration and, for a moment, thought of how much easier this would be with her w i n g s . . . but no, no. Her mind would not go there. Not yet --

          A SOUND.

She stopped; frowning. Eyes darting around, she reached, slowly, toward the silver dagger against her thigh. 

                    " Who's there? "

When she received no answer, she continued, less tentatively this time. 

                    " I know you're there; I can sense you.                       Come out and face me. "

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( librariians ) :

          ❝ no offense, but that doesn’t seem like THE BEST IDEA.❞     ❝ i mean, it’s an option, definitely ; but we need something else.❞          ❝ like a back up plan. ——— in case anything goes wrong.❞

 ( thin fingers brushed against salmon colored lips, wishing she were back in the library. there, she could come up with a better solution. )

                    ❝ OH? And what do you suggest then; steal some PIXIE DUST             and FLY to our solution? I hate to break it to you, but. I'm FRESH out. ❞

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