"Where the heck am I?"
"To be frankly you are in my way! I have to beat that old lady there from getting a spot in the hot dog line!"

if i look back, i am lost
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@tinkxspeaks
"Where the heck am I?"
"To be frankly you are in my way! I have to beat that old lady there from getting a spot in the hot dog line!"
Business Trip
It just might get you hurt.
What do you mean? Why would anyone want to hurt me?
Business Trip
Yeah you could be proud and still be smart..
And just what do you mean by that?
Not another one... || Open
Tink's final costumer before lunch break smelled, it seemed like it wasn't just one smell either, if Tink wasn't trying to cover her nose she'd hay he had a hundred. Normally, the small girl would say something but she'd already gotten in trouble for being rude to people buying things before. The ding of the cash register was blissful to her and once the man walked away with one of the teapots that she painted she let out a deep breath and mumbled. "You smell like a dirty pirate."
Before the blonde could go and put the "Closed for break' sign up she heard the bell of the door and groaned as someone walked in. "You have five minutes or I'm pushing you out. I'm hungry." She said. Even though the ceramic shop was the one place she felt had a bit of her magic she was beginning to feel her stomach rumble.
The Cat twisted his lithe form upward, painstakingly crawling up each required limb to reach a sitting position once again. A few scraps of straying bark fell toward the grass, which he hoped wouldn’t draw attention to their presence. For indeed, this was a GAME, a self - created delight to escape from the world below that focused on being plain & dull. The fact that Chesire had gotten someone else to join in, well, that was just another element amid the fun. Thus, it was will power that brought him back to his original perch & not strength of arm ; he would certainly be feeling that in the morning. The smile he wore never faltered, however, as he leaned back & regarded his fellow tree - climber jovially. ❝ Excellent ! You’ve officially ascended into a new world ! ❞ Chesire seemed not to bother with firmly holding on, letting the eerie grace that had once suspended striped fur keep him steady, crouching amid the leaves. It was only when his head had faced the ground that he had recalled Gravity for what it was. ❝ I wonder now that you have arrived, what will you do ? ❞ As the Cat spoke, eyes nearly the color of the dark the flowed over - head when the day was through openly studied the petite stranger who had ventured into the realm of his demented antics. She seemed as free in spirit as he, though this came only from observation of what her actions had been thus far. All in all, she brought many questions to his mind, fueling his silver tongue now with the need for discovery & answers.
Tink didn't expect her arms to feel so sore from just lifting herself up into the tree; humans had a lot of work they had to do to have fun and the thought that she could have done it practically effortlessly before made her a bit angry, and probably would show in her cheeks which were feeling warm. "What will I do...?" The blonde repeated as she looked up at the top of the tree, seeing that it got quite thin at the top but still held a number of sturdy branches. "Do you like playing games, boy? I want to play a game but there has to be more than one person and with the way you climb I figure you are going to be a good opponent." Tink said. "It is a game some boys I know like to play, they call it courage. You have to climb as high as you can, the first person to get scared or fall is the loser and the one to climb the highest is the king... or queen of courage." She said giving off the point of the game. In Neverland there was no use for her to play, being so small she could fly to the very last leaf and not bend it a bit, but in this world she weighed well, she would have more troubles with the game. "So, would you like to play with me?"
Please, don’t call me Sweetie. *sighs* It’s been a long day. Just don’t touch it.
So what gave you the right to call me sweetie then? Because I never gave you the permission to do that. *huffs* Whatever I won't touch it then.
Miss Poots
Business Trip
And not shy about it.
There is nothing to be shy about! I am proud of what I am.
❝ Fair enough. About this climbing business, though ❞ Chesire turned, mindfully tucking the bottom of his shirt into his pants. Eyeing the distance, he took a deep breath & let that strange force called Gravity ( which he usually detested ) work as it willed. His thin frame swung downward amid a chorus of rustling ; the branch his knees now encircled firmly bent with the pressure but stayed solidly intact. The Cat bobbed in place for a moment, near - ebony gaze taking in the complex system of offshoots from the trunk that he was going to have to scale back up haphazardly. Ah, well this might just be worth it. With an infectious smile that was as charming as it was crazed, he laughed, spreading his arms for effect. ❝ You can swing, hang, sleep, sit, stand . . if trees were for climbing only, I doubt anyone would be in them often. ’ Partake ‘ in it for a few minutes & then see what you can do. At least give it a go ! ❞
There for sure was something very, very, off about this boy. With the way he spoke even just about trees it was almost like he was making a game out of something so simple... and Tink did really like games. But it was his grin that really drove the blonde's curiosity wild, it was large and crazed, she would say almost like a pirate but he wasn't as disgusting as those men that sat around a boat plotting their next attack on Peter. Tilting her head the crystal eyes went away from the boy and onto a branch that is she jumped high enough even her short frame would be able to reach. "Yes... Maybe I will go up there." She said, wishing she'd had wings for just one moment to reach that branch with more ease. After jumping twice her fingers gripped the wood and pulling up as hard as she could the woman lifted herself up wrapping her leg around the branch, taking a moments to breath. "That could have been much easier." She gasped. "Okay, boy, look at me, up in your tree."
Usually people say that and then they break shit. Self-fulfilling prophecy, sweetie.
You don't know who you're talking to. I can fix anything even if I did brake it, Sweetie.
So the purpose of this meme is to give a little info on your muses without having to rely on others to fill your ask with meme questions. I know how disappointing it can be to come back to an empty ask so I wanted to create a meme that anyone and everyone can do (mun and muse). The rules are simple, you do not need to be tagged to fill out the questions, but once you have you must repost and tag 10 of your followers to spread the love (as well as add a question of your own to the bonus section). You can fill it out as many times as your heart desires (we all know muses can change with their character development.)
10 Questions:
1. What is your favorite word?:
Mun: Harmony Muse: Tinkerbell
2. What is your least favorite word?:
Mun: Idiot Muse: Loser
3. What turns you on?:
Mun: A good set of cheekbones and a deep voice Muse: Roughness, I like to see power.
4. What turns you off?:
Mun: Being sloppy like just going at it like a child with a light saber Muse: Not complimenting me
5. What sound do you love?:
Mun: Rain or being underwater as a wave crashes over you Muse: The sounds of laughter
6. What sound do you hate?:
Mun: High pitched ringing Muse: The sounds these people making running around this city
7. What is your favorite curse word?:
Mun: I say fuck too much Muse: Bitch!
8. What profession other than yours would you like to attempt?:
Mun: Stunt double Muse: I want to be like one of those model girls with their pictures up all over the city
9. What profession would you not like to do?:
Mun: Accountant Muse: Police officer
10. If heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the pearly gates?:
Mun: Get ready to meet James Dean baby Muse: I don't remember you being on the list
Bonus Questions:
1. Something most people don’t know about you?:
Mun: I actually am really good at completely separating myself from people Muse: Sometimes I fear I'm not too pretty
2. If you were one of the seven sins which would you be?:
Mun: Greed
Muse: Envy
3. What are some notable merits and flaws?:
Mun: Some merits are that I'm extremely brave and no matter how badly things aggravate me I stay calm on the outside. A few flaws can be my paranoia and anxiety. I can be very sarcastic Muse: Merits- I'm good at fixing things and I'm fun. Flaws- I can't keep my temper or really any emotions balanced very well
4. Sexual Preference?:
Mun: Men, but I'm picky Muse: Anyone who likes me
5. What position do you sleep in?:
Mun: That all depends on my dog who sleeps under the covers and demands to be touching me at all times. Mostly the fetal position Muse: Spread out. The bed is mine!
6. Favorite sexual position?:
Mun: I like to feel their weight on me Muse: Sexual position...
7. If you could change one thing about your life, what would it be?:
Mun: Id be sitting in Dave Franco's lap Muse: Me and Peter would be home again
8. Is there anyone you secretly have a crush on?:
Mun: Can't help the crush I have on myself ;)
Muse: If you think I have a crush on Peter you're wrong so don't think Peter.
9. If you could change your appearance, would you?:
Mun: To be thinner
Muse: Why would I change my appearance?
10. Most desired thing in the world right now
Mun: A ticket to Europe would be pretty nice Muse: My wings
tagging: Everyone has already been tagged….
"Tink," he repeated without a moment’s hesitation. The people in Ingary went by far odder names, it was really nothing out of the way. "Yes, it’s my home, wonderful place really, if some of the folk are a bit pigheaded and superstitious. But wonderful all the same," he said as they strolled through the park, reminiscing. Everything indeed seemed brighter there, a better version, the trees greener, the birds more alive. New York Paled in comparison. His brows furrowed in concern when she told him about his magic. "What, all of it? That’s awful, I can’t imagine what I would be like without…without my powers." Power. That also played a large factor in his vanity aside from his physical appearance. Without it, he really would feel like half a man indeed. "Mine comes and goes in waves. It’s strange. Like that silencing charm, that’s quite a powerful one. Not the strongest I know, but definitely up there. Probably won’t be able to do much for the rest of the day," he said solemnly, already feeling his magic source drained.
"He named himself," Howl grinned. As if to prove his point, he flicked the lantern, jostling it. The blue flame glowed orange and flickered to life. "Hey, what’s the big idea?" Calcifer growled, taking in his immediate surroundings. Once he noticed the pretty girl, his face arranged itself into a more pleasant arrangement. "Oh, hello there, m’lady," the star demon grinned. "Calcifer. Pleased to make your acquaintance. I don’t bite. Despite what this one might tell ya." Howl chuckled, glad to have his constant companion there with him, despite how much he missed Sophie.
"Tink, Tink, Tink." She repeated, that was to make sure the boy would for sure have it memorized in his head. She didn't know how thick his skull was so repeating her name would help either way. "You don't realize how much you miss home until you can't fly back. I can't fly! And where is my pixie dust?" She said. Tink threw her hands up in anger. "No dust! Look at this." Tink backed away just a few feet and began to shake her body rapidly, to others she looked insane. "Not even a flake of it." She said a bit out of breath as she stopped shaking. Back home the floor would be covered in her dust, eventually settling in but here there was nothing.
Tink looked at the lantern and the blue flame that literally came to life. The voice startled Tink, the last thing she expected when the boy started talking about the flame was for it to speak. The blonde smiled brightly down at the flame, it might have been one of the most amazing things she'd ever seen. "You are a talking flame that is named Calcifer. I'm Tink, it is very nice to meet you as well. "
❝ Is it ? I’ll let the officials know if I see any strange persons in trees, then. ❞ He tucks hair behind his ear with an uncanny balance about him, a hand idly left to swing down no matter how precarious his position. ❝ & I’m up here because it’s far better than being down there. Why aren’t you in one ? ❞ Chesire remembers entire days spent like this ; he had sent many a wanderer into a state of deep confusion as they came to his crossroads. In the land where the concept of Order had been overrun by true Madness, he had served as an agent of Bewilderment & ally to Bafflement. Truthfully, it was all he knew.
"I will be sure that the strange boy in the tree will not be yourself." Tink said with her usual sly grin. She looked around, at all the trees that were planted, most were thin but the one the boy found could hold a good mount of weight, not that it would have mattered back in her world. Neverland was so wonderful and it filled her mind in the spaces that weren't concerned about Peter. "I'm not in one because I don't partake in climing much." She said. "If only I could fly..." She mumbled under her breath.