[twinklingbats]

DEE WALTERS || NON-MAGICAL || FLOATER

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒.

name: Dee Walters age: 23 birthday: 9 October 1998 pronouns: they / them

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋.

height: 5'2 build: petite and slim eye color: hazel hair color: brown

𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.

NIGHTMARES - ELIISE STORM SONG - PHIDEL   HATEFUCK - CRUEL YOUTH

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒.

They hope to have a teashop and their own tea concoctions featured for purchase someday.

TW: SELF HARM. They have an unhealthy method to stay awake which is pinching or digging their nails into themselves in an important situation.

Coming out of their sleeping state can be emotional for them if waking up in an unknown area and she trusts with Alice the most to help her to safety. Any others might be a victim of being injured. Call Alice.

If Dee is considered to be awake they are jittery and jumpy. If Dee is sleepwalking they are defending their beliefs or fighting if you don’t say excuse me and they have little knowledge of all this until they are awake.

[twinklingbats]

[moonlightsdream]

[pas-de-lumiere]

talent: sleeping

[helium-stims]

Alice in Wonderland (1951)

[ncttaguppy]

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“…O-Oh.” Was all the pink haired male said, not knowing what else he should say in response to that. Guess just because someone looked kind didn’t necessarily mean that they were. “Um, it m-may not be in my place to ask, but are you okay? D-Did something happen when you l-last was with her?” 

[twinklingbats]

Dee smiled to him, “I'm okay because I don't have to work for her anymore, but my friend Whitley is still there.” They pour more tea for themselves and they wonder about how Whitley is doing. “I was supposed to be working in her garden but I had to do other things instead and she us very particular.” Dee sometimes wished to be working in the garden and talking to all the roses again, but they had to not think too much about it because they would end up sleepwalking to there. Wonderland was their home now and it was much better in so many ways.

[prillaclapp]

open starter  ||  walt grove

     Saving her magic for special occasions was never something Prilla had considered; she had an ability to boost people’s motivations and make them feel good, so why shouldn’t she use that at every possible chance? Even she seemingly smallest challenges and victories deserved attention, so she was always ready with a round of encouraging applause—whether that was finishing a piece of homework, performing in public or even sinking a piece of trash into a bin. “Hah, I knew you could do it!”

[twinklingbats]

“Thank you! This is the best jam in Walt Grove! You will love it!” Dee sits down and puts the opened jar of boysenberry jam down on the table for scones. “I like to bake these scones but last night I tried to make Madeleines dipped with chocolate too, please let me know if they are horrible to taste?”

[the-naco]

After another successful trip to smarty mart, Rufus needed some things, Ron decided to find the nearest store. With his bag lightly swinging he walked a couple blocks without finding that little hole in the wall store her went to last time. If he was honest with himself the icee he went for was a little too sweet and left him feeling queasy but the manger was nice. Showed him a few card tricks, so he wanted to pay him back, if only he could find that place again.

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“Hello to you Ron!” Dee said very hyperactive as they go to where he is. They ask him a lot of questions in one breath and they are sorry for it but they can't stop. “Where are you going? Are you having a good day? Are you okay to have tea later?”

[happyheidi]

~ roosavintage on ig

[twinklingbats]

Wendy was used to people falling asleep in the library, especially during the weeks of exams and whatnot. There were usually students with their heads in their books, or a pencil fallen out of their hands on the tables. This was the worst part of her shifts at the library, when it was closing time and she finally had to be the one to wake them up. Slipping into the seat next to them, Wendy did her usual shoulder shake, hoping that it would be enough to get them to wake up. “Hey!” she whispered, “I’m so sorry, but we’re closing soon. Do you mind, um, getting up so I could clean your spot?”

The shoulder shake from a friend who wasn't trusted was very bad and they were startled awake and they slapped her on the wrist. “I said to get away from me!” Dee yelled because even still the woman in their dreams was scarier than the woman who was sitting next to them. “No! Oh my god I'm sorry” They cover their mouth and they are feeling dazed even now they can't remember. “It was a bad dream! I'm so sorry I didn't mean to do that!”

[twinklingbats]

James was beyond confused, and he was growing increasingly irritated. A fucking tea party?! he thought to himself. What the hell was this person talking about? Drugs, they were clearly on drugs. James had done plenty in his time but this person was in an entirely different world. Or so he thought. He nudged them with his boot again, this time a little harder, and yelled, “get up! This is a goddamn fishing shop not a fucking tea party!”

This is the last straw for their sleeping side and Dee got up from the table and grabbed a broom • (fishing net) • and they hit him on his arm with their eyes open. “I said to leave now or-” They try with hitting him again but they smell fish and something like cigarettes so they look around and they are not at their private tea party after all. Dee looks around at his shop, very scared because they had done it again but this place is very new for them. 

[liquid-book-of-days]

Summer Tea.

[virgin-martyr]

“‘Once upon a time there were three little sisters,’ the Dormouse began in a great hurry; ‘and their names were Elsie, Lacie, and Tillie; and they lived at the bottom of a well—’ ‘What did they live on?’ said Alice, who always took a great interest in questions of eating and drinking. ‘They lived on treacle,’ said the Dormouse, after thinking a minute or two. ‘They couldn’t have done that, you know,’ Alice gently remarked; ‘they’d have been ill.’ ‘So they were,’ said the Dormouse; ‘very ill.’”

— Lewis Carroll, excerpt from Alice in Wonderland

[rainbow-purple-unicorn]

Quintessa Swindell as Tabitha Foster in Trinkets (episode 2x08) PART 4 

[twinklingbats]

Daisy simply laughed softly and let the other stay in their dream state. It was a normal occasion at this point for Daisy to find, and she would go along with nearly anything. Letting them get comfortable she smiled softly. “I’m happy to be here with you as well. It’s a long night, but nothing too awful. Your day seems to be .. a bit draining huh?” 

They can't tell Daisy their problem was getting bad again, she had to worry about all of them and for being a mom. “No more than other days, I stay up baking scones but I don't know where they went to.” They yawn loudly. “It happens so often lately but scones don't have legs, I wonder where did they go? Did you see them?”

[twinklingbats]

{ memes. @olyviathorn }

Dee can't say who to her yet, if they say Alice and Daisy and even Olyvia too that wouldn't make them a very good friend. Friends don't get jealous of friends. They want to sit down but they cannot be in a spot for more than one second at a time. “There is something wrong with me.” Dee knew they weren't as tall or pretty like them but they didn't know it was the sleeping side the people there liked.

[streetrats]

Aladdin had taken the path back to work at a bit of a run, but as soon as he was back behind the pawn shop counter, he let himself relax, pulling his stolen lunch from the inside pocket of his jacket. It wasn’t much, just a wrapped deli sandwich and some chips, but it was lunch. And he just started eating it when someone came into the store pretty shortly after him. Someone who he may or may not have smacked into on the street. Oops. “Uh, hi. Can I help you?” he asked, after a sort of painful swallow.

[twinklingbats]

“Hello I want to ask if you want to try these tea cakes and scones?” Dee lifts the little basket up for him, “It is all free samples and if you have good or even bad feedback please text it to the number on the card.” They smile, “There is homemade teabags for you also, the flavor I made for fall is apple cinnamon harvest.”