✦✦ pissy pixie ✦✦

Nala needed a distraction. It could have been anything, really - a party, a club … even some weirdo Magic the Gathering competition at the comic book store. She would be there and she would be excited to be there - that was how much she needed to get out of her own head. The problem was, however, that Nala hadn’t really solidified any friendships since arriving to Elias - too far wrapped up in drama with Simba to focus on much else. Even her conversations with Kiara seemed to almost exclusively be about him. Needless to say, she was desperate for any type of human interaction that wasn’t defined by her past. So much so that she was willing to sit down and talk to the nearest stranger.

And she did.

“Hey,” she said, smiling weakly at the person across from her. “Listen, I know this is totally weird but - what’s going on tonight? Anything good?”

“You should strive for more then just trying. However I will take what I can get. Having you there will bring me all of the luck.” He chuckled it was just so easy with Tink. “You got back last night?” He felt both relieved and saddened at the same time. Saddened that she had gotten back last night and he was unaware but happy that it hadn’t been days before Terrance had found her. Her grabbing his hand brought a soft pink color to his cheeks but she couldn’t see it. Once inside her place he just stood there a bit dumbfounded. Looking at all the stuff on the floor.

“You think what?” Terrance said mouth agape. Pausing his next sentence as she grabbed his face pulling it down, “No I got hit in the eye with a football.” He wasn’t the kind to get into a fight unless it was for someone elses benefit. He would deck Peter in a moment notice however. “I’m fine really it’s almost healed.”

     a teasing smile began to form at the corners of her mouth, “a football? really, quarterback? well at least your cute face didn’t get too much damage to it.” she patted his cheek before releasing his face. “if the day ever does come when you fight someone, let me know so i can watch.” heading back over to the box she shuffled through it then picked it back up, “alright, are you down to help me fix my car cause if not your time to bail is right now. i promise i won’t throw a fit if you hand me the wrong tool this time, i missed you too much.” tink knew she had a bad habit of yelling at people who tried helping her, she is just so used to doing things by herself that she doesn’t know how to let people actually help her. “or if you want you can find something to eat, bring it outside, and just watch. i don’t know what food i even have in here, everything is probably expired. it has been a year.” now her mind was currently on food which made her stomach growl to remind her she hadn’t eaten anything when she had woken up. “now that i’m thinking about it, i’m kinda hungry. and we both know how cranky i get when i’m hungry. maybe we should eat first?” 

scarlett lane belle | 22 | winter pixie | single mother 

     if anyone who was around for OG scartlett you know she was a party girl. she’d be out all hours of the night and getting herself into trouble. meanwhile her days were spent sleeping in her bed and skipping school, so it was really no surprise to anyone when she did drop out of college a couple of years ago. 

     her dropping out of college also has to do with the fact that she is a single mother. the girl likes to have fun and she’s not exactly the ‘safest’ when it comes to sex so of course she got pregnant. she has no idea who the father is and didn’t care to look into it because she didn’t think anyone she slept with would even want to be involved considering they were all hook ups. 

     getting pregnant was fine by her because it gave her a good excuse to quit her schooling altogether. the truth was scarlett never believed she could amount to anything, she wasn’t smart or talented like her younger sisters and thought of school nothing but a waste for her. her daughter gave her hope that she could at least try to amount to something in this life, a good mother. so now that’s all she focuses on and is borderline obsessed with the idea of being a perfect mother. she’s scared of messing up and being a failure. 

     scarlett’s a materialistic woman who likes extravagant things, her family has money so you can bet your ass she spends it on lavish things for her and her daughter. it makes her happy and scarlett will take all the happiness she can get because she has a lot of problems when it comes to her emotions. after giving birth two years ago a lot of her friends ghosted her because they were partiers and if scarlett couldn’t do that anymore than they didn’t want to be around her anymore. going from an endless amount of friends to only a small amount was a hard adjustment for her and her self esteem, believing she wasn’t good enough for anyone anymore. she didn’t feel that way just about the friend department, but her love life too. not a lot of people want to date a young single mom, her love life before her daughter wasn’t great either. she never allowed herself to actually be in a committed relationship because she’s not good with her feelings and expressing them, she doesn’t like opening up to people and being put in a vulnerable position so she always ran when it felt like a relationship was getting too serious. 

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starter ask:  ❂ = wiping blood off their face (@xtinytink​)

Orion wasn’t sure exactly who started the fight. But what he did know was that he didn’t throw the first punch. And while Orion wasn’t a little ball of rage like he used to be, he wasn’t going to let that fly. A few punches and bottles of liquor thrown later it was apparent that Orion had made his statement and won. A little tipsy he stepped out the bar with a bloody nose and slid down the wall of the bars alley. He just needed to regain his strength for a few moments. Closing his eyes he almost dozed off until he felt some type of cloth brush against his face. Eyes fluttering open he quickly grabbed the wrist of the person in front of him. About to chew out whatever stranger that decided it was okay to touch him. Once his vision came too and he wasn’t seeing doubles of a small blonde girl a large grin came to his lips once he noticed it was Tiffani. “How do we always keep meeting like this?” His grip around her wrist immediately loosened and fell to the ground next to him. “Where have you been pixie?”

     tink’s night was spent at a club downtown, it was far enough away that she didn’t think she would run into anyone she knew. sometimes it was just nice to be around people who knew nothing about her, to dance the night away with faceless strangers who would probably forget she existed by morning. she had planned on skipping out on a ride share and finding a secluded place where she could shrink down and fly back to her apartment and came upon an alleyway. deeming that a good spot she turned into it and noticed a familiar figure sitting against the wall. she knew she was drunk, but she wasn’t that drunk to where she would start seeing things that weren’t there. as she came closer she recognized the person as orion and, to no surprised to her, he clearly had gotten into a fight. she stumbled closer to him and sat on her knees in front of him, pulling out a bandana ( it was the best thing she could find ) out of her clutch and started dabbing the blood off. doing so without announcing her presence wasn’t the smartest idea she realized when he grabbed her wrist, but the alcohol was hindering her ability to think properly. 

     she gave him a grin of her own, “maybe it’s the universe trying to tell you to stop getting into fights without me around. it could also be telling me i should change my career path to nurse since i always seem to be patching you up.” her words came out slurred and slow, the smell of alcohol strong on her breath. “i didn’t think you would even notice i was gone,” that was more of the alcohol talking, she would never admit that to anyone sober. “i was traveling around europe. that sounds more pretentious than what it really was, trust me,” she let out a small laugh. “now that i answered your question, you answer mine. what was the fight about this time?” she licked a clean spot on the bandana and continued cleaning up the blood. 

Terrance remembered the game she was talking about it brought a soft smile and a chuckle from his lips. “Yes please don’t push the coaches buttons. I would prefer to have you there the whole time.” It was entertaining to see a grown man get upset by Tiffani though. “That is true he did overreact. But please attempt to not get out of hand.” He chuckled looking over at her car and his mouth dropped open, “What happened to your car?” Looking back at her he shrugged, his eye still a bit bruised, “Not today I’m completely free.”

     “i can promise i’ll try for your sake. i can always find the man’s instagram and just shit talk him on there,” she gave him a teasing grin. “that’s the million dollar question! i came back from the airport in an uber last night and it was totally fine, i come out here today and this is what i see,” she threw her arms out to her car for emphasis. “really though this is just the type of shitty luck i have.” she grinned and grabbed his hand, “perfect, you’re coming with me.” she practically dragged him up the stairs to her apartment and opened the door, pulling him in and letting go of his hand. “don’t touch anything on the floor,” she warned before going into another room. she continued shouting from the other room, “it’s not a mess it’s just my work..s in progress. they’ve been on hold for a year.”      she came back with an empty box, “i figured you could help me fix up my car since you’re free. i should be able to fix it up enough where i can actually drive around and not look like a completely idiot.” it was then she actually noticed his bruised eye, her car must’ve really distracted her if she wasn’t able to notice it outside. “hey, what happened to your eye,” the box fell out of her hands and she went onto her tip-toes and grabbed his face in both hands and pulled him down so she could see properly. “oh my god, did you finally get into a fist fight?!”

Terrance rubbed the back of his neck chuckled a bit, a small blush crept up on his face. “Maybe I wouldn’t know if I got taller or not.” He took her in, she looked great, and he had missed him more then words could explain. “I can say you haven’t missed much except seeing me play in games.”

     “now that i’m back i promise i’ll be at all your games, you know if i don’t get myself kicked out like that one time. it’s okay if people get all rowdy and drunk at football games, but when i trash talk the other team’s coach i’m the one being obnoxious and ‘causing a disturbance’“, she rolled her eyes as she recalled the incident. “that coach was just a big baby, he couldn’t even handle being shit talked by a girl. i’ll try my best to not actually do that at your games again though.” she gave her car another once over and gently tapped the bumper with her foot and pouted when the bumper fell completely off, “great.” she looked up at terrance and cocked her head, “hey, what are you doing right now, do you have any plans for the day?” 

Wally was out and about when they heard loud footsteps on the pavement heading towards them and a familiar voice shouting into the air. “Tiffani?” they asked, brows furrowed together since it had been a hot minute since they had seen the petite blonde. “I-what?” they asked a bit flustered themselves as they looked to see the damage left behind. “No, I didn’t see what happened. Are you okay? Nothing hurt besides your car?” Wally asked giving her a once over to see if there was any sort of cuts or scrapes on her. 

     “hey, wally!i guess this is my welcome home present, huh,” she gestured to her car. a smile curled on her lips, leave it to wally to be concerned about her. they always were the most considerate person in this town. she waved a hand, “oh don’t worry about me, i’m fine. i must’ve been inside when it happened because it was like this when i came out here. and the person didn’t even have the decency to leave a note, no surprise there.” an idea, a stupid idea, clicked in her head. “hey do you think if i pretend to be injured or something i could get something out of this? like i could say i was sitting in my car when someone hit me and it all just happened so fast i didn’t even see who did it. you think i could get some money out of this?”  

His body reacted before his brain could fully process what was happening. Hugging her close to his body, and nuzzling a bit into her hair. “You’re actually here.” He wasn’t dreaming or seeing things, Tink was back. After a moment he pulled back slightly, “Missed you too, I’m so glad you are back.”

     she pulled her arms back to her sides and stepped back a tad to look at him properly and grinned, “you're still the same terrance i know and love. you might be a little taller from when i last saw you though.” then again almost everyone was taller than her considering she was only 4′11. “so how have you been, did i miss anything while i was gone? catch me up on everything!” 

Terrance had little hope of seeing Tink again. In truth it had been such a long time with no word. He had all but given up, but here he was still checking up on her old place. Seeing if her car had moved at all. When he heard someone yell loudly. His eyes couldn’t believe it was truly her in the flesh back in his sights. “Tink?” Terrance was pretty sure he was hallucinating. 

    at the sound of the oh so familiar voice tink spun around quickly and her face lit up. “terrance!” she ran to him and didn’t think twice when she threw her arms around him in a crushing hug. “you’re here, god i missed you!” seeing him definitely put her in a better mood, she couldn’t stop smiling and she even briefly forgot about her car. “i’m glad you’re the first person i ran into today.”  

“Mmhmm. The way you scrunch up your nose and make your face go bright red always scared me before we were friends,” she teased, smirking. “Should I be concerned about you luring people into alleys and putting them in comas? Because you can do what you want, and I’m sure they deserve it, but if someone is going to come around asking me about a tiny blonde assaulting people, I’d like to be prepared to feign ignorance.”

“you don’t count though because you’re not easy to scare! i was also cursed with a round baby face so that’s why i need to resort to violence so people know what i’m capable of. i don’t think you need to be concerned, but if i were you i would most definitely feign ignorance if you’re asked about it. i usually end up doing that stuff during a drunken night. so if we’re at a party and i’ve been drinking then disappear in the midst of everything, pretend you haven’t seen me and then check the alleyways in like an hour because i may or may not have passed out in an alley before..”