#stinkerbell

[drexv5775]

Coffee with Tink !

a.k.a. Stinkerbell

#Tink #stinkerbell #A #friend

[silverwolf1977]

Had to remove this one from the last post because her tag was too visible. But this face kind of needs its own post anyways. #ladyclarisse #stinkerbell #sunbeamnapawakening #derpdog #mlem #dogtongue #ladyclarissebycamembertdeporgmorningstarofalphacentauri https://www.instagram.com/p/CqY1svzP4u1/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#ladyclarisse #stinkerbell #sunbeamnapawakening #derpdog #mlem #dogtongue #ladyclarissebycamembertdeporgmorningstarofalphacentauri

[808theyrejustwords]

3/18/23

Why do people take themselves way too seriously?

Shit be having me flabbergasted cos you know what they should be taking seriously? Is they fucking bad habits. Why am I telling you how to be clean. Shit so t so common. I know I’m not the cleanest but I’m tryna be.

And “sexy time” mean time spent with two grown sexy people… grow up stink.

#stinkerbell #Yea no

[abbaswift]

i know my cat doesn’t understand human speak because i insult her lovingly every day and she is not the type of girl to rise above it

#i would call her stinkerbell once and get my face scratched off #but i would learn from my actions!

[deathcabforbooty]

One thing they don’t warn you about when you have a spouse and some cats that they really should warn you about is that if you start calling the cats some cute silly nickname inevitably you will start calling your spouse that nickname.

#marriage #cats #Nick is stinker now #or stinky #or stinkerbell #it started as Stella being stinky then became Luna and is now nick #my poor husband

[barb-alayna-artstuff]

Stinkerbell Allie’s Faerie Godmother warned her that hanging out with the wrong crowd would give her a reputation…

[TinkerBarb]: Wait… Are you calling ME the wrong crowd…?!?!

[Stinkerbell Allie]: (smiles) Hey… If this is wrong… I don’t wanna be right…

[Barbie]: (grins) My work here is done…

#allie and barbie #faceapp #tinkerbell #faeries #sexy humor

[kingwithpaintedfingers]

In your TTS AU continuation, what sort of jokes would you have done with Mortarion?

I have done relatively few jokes, because I am not good at writing jokes 🙃 My cowriter suggested Emps calling him "stinkerbell" and the Khan calling him "Wings" sometimes. These are both good jokes and I have added them to the fic. I do have him telling a pun I will stand by, because it is based on two words I constantly mix up.

I just don't want to do jokes about how he's stinky or a hypocrite. There's more to him than that.

[zoeyslament]

my cat’s name: lulu

what we call her: lu-y, lulieboo, lulu belle, tinkerbelle, stinkerbell, stinky baby, doodie, doodoo, doodoohead, doodie bell, babybel wax, fluffers, flufferkitten, the list goes on and on

[tabbycat-of-hatchetfield]

Hatchetfield is No Place For a Tabby Cat - Chapter 2 - The Death of Great Uncle Brutus

At 10 o’clock, the quiet pleasure of Saturday was interrupted by the sound of Elvis Presley’s Jailhouse Rock blaring through the household, which Tabby immediately registered as her mother’s ringtone. Thinking nothing of it, she turned back to Levi, currently advancing on her with a toy sword. She swung at him with her own sword, or as close to one as she had, which happened to be an umbrella shaped like a frog. 

“Argh, me matey!” She pushed him by the shoulder. “If ye shall defeat me in a swordfight-“

Tabby was cut off by the sound of her mother’s voice in the other room. First it was crying, then it was sounds of intrigue. 

“Hang on a second, matey.” She dropped the froggy umbrella at her feet and peeked around into the dining room. Her mother was nodding along to the voice on her phone, tears staining her cheeks. 

“Mom? Is something wrong?” Tabby joined her mother in front of the table, faking sympathy, for she was still very bitter over her mother’s comments on her hair earlier that morning. 

Her mother put the phone down, tucking it in her pocket. “Tabatha, go get your father. He and I need to have a chat about something.”

That “chat” that took place in the dining room seemed to last hours. Tabby had a morbid sense of curiosity; whatever it was piqued her interest. Levi seemed to have the same train of thought. Every few minutes, he would place his ear up against the wall, only for Tabby to pull him back again.

“Patience, stinkerbell.” She warned. “Mom and Dad are having an adult conversation.”

Levi cocked his head to one side like a puppy. “What are they talking about?”

“Adult stuff.”

“Like kissing and taxes?”

“Just like that.”

“I don’t wanna pay taxes.”

“What about kissing?”

“Nah. Gabriel says girls have cooties.”

“Oh, that is it!”  She lunged at him, tickling him until he was red in the face. He rolled away from her, sitting up once he was a solid yard away, laughing like a hyena.

“Tabatha! Levi! Into the dining room, please, we need a word with you both!” Their mother’s voice sounded like one of the incorrect buzzers on a game show, something Tabby was far too familiar with, what with the amount of times she got yelled at per week. She grabbed her brother by the shoulder and led him out to the dining room, where their parents sat surrounded by papers and pens. 

“Kids, we have some bad news.” Their father began. “Your great uncle Brutus passed away a few days ago…grandma just called to let us know.”

“Crazy uncle Brutus from Michigan? The one who thought trees could talk? The one who drew weird mouths and eyeballs all over his walls? The one who thought people could turn into squirrels?”

“Yes…that uncle Brutus. Brutus Waylon-Fischer. He passed away after some complications with his lungs, you know how it is in old age…”

Tabby felt barely anything. She knew she should have been sad, but she had met Uncle Brutus exactly once, before Levi was even born. She had been 9 years old, and the man had scared the shit out of her with some story about demons he called ‘Lords of the Black and White’. 

“Oh…that’s such a shame…” She forced a sad look onto her face. 

“That sucks.” Levi shrugged, to which their mother scowled at him. 

“Language, young man!” 

“It’s not even a bad word. You say it all the time.” 

Their mother decided the argument with her 7-year-old wasn’t worth it, and looked back at Tabby. “I’m surprised you aren’t upset. You were a wreck when Aunt Trisha died!”

“Aunt Trisha took care of me for most of elementary school. I watched Aunt Trisha go insane until it killed her. That’s different from an old guy with a collapsed lung.” She deadpanned. “Now what’s with all the paperwork? Funeral planning? Can’t grandma do that?” 

“Grandma already did all the funeral planning. This is a copy of Great Uncle Brutus’s will.” Their father patted a piece of paper on the top of the pile. “Come read for yourself.”

The Last Will and Testament of Mister Brutus James Waylon-Fischer

‘To my niece, Mrs. Samantha Danehower, her husband, Mr. Harvey Danehower, and their children, I leave the deed to my old home on Hickory Lane here in Hatchetfield, Michigan, as well as the acres surrounding it, and the old car in the garage, and any sum of money left in my possession. To my great niece, Ms. Tabtatha Danehower, I leave my old desk and its contents, which she can find in the attic bedroom of number 6 Hickory Lane, in hopes she will find the items it contains of interest. To my great nephew, young Levi Danehower, I leave the basket of toys, located behind the desk. It is my hope that he is not yet too old to enjoy playing with them. To my half-sister, Ms. Eloise Fischer, I leave nothing but memories of myself. Let it be known that her refusal to welcome the Lords in Black into her heart is what finally convinced me to cut ties with her. 

Tabby read over the will again and again, trying to pry for any clue as to why the hell her great uncle had left her, a kid he barely knew existed, one of his worldly possessions. Her whole family had been left the house and the money, but the prospect of something being there waiting just for her was new and exciting. 

“So…what are we going to do? Go out to Hatchetfield to claim the items?” She met her father’s eyes, which twinkled with mischief much like her own. “Not exactly, Tabs. Your mother and I agree that moving into that old house would be good for us. More space. You and Levi wouldn’t have to share a room any more, and we’d have a real yard instead of just the apartment courtyard! You remember the house, right? It’s the big red one, white trim, it’s got that massive weeping willow tree in the front yard?  We stayed there once when you were younger–it’s got so many bedrooms, even Raisin could have his own! I’ve already hired remodelers who are gonna update the kitchen and bathrooms, maybe give it a new paint job, install some more ventilation, but…I think this’ll be a good thing for us! A new home, a new town, a new school…”

“A new church!” Mrs. Danehower put in helpfully.

“That too, that too. What do you say, Tabs, Levi? Adventure awaits?”

#tabby cat chat #hatchetfield oc #hatchetfield #not rp #HINPFATC #my ocs #my writing #tabatha danehower #tabby danehower

[drexv5775]

@alayna605

Allie is the Impish Nymph , that we all want .

A little flirty

A little seductive

And a whole lot of Stinkerbell !

#@alayan605 #faceapp #artists on tumblr #art #artsy #tink #a. #friend #pretty

[silverwolf1977]

My god, being her must be exhausting. #ladyclarisse #stinkerbell #smushface #derpdog #mlem #puppynaps #ladyclarissebycamembertdeporgmorningstarofalphacentauri https://www.instagram.com/p/CqYSXmQus6Y/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#ladyclarisse #stinkerbell #smushface #derpdog #mlem #puppynaps #ladyclarissebycamembertdeporgmorningstarofalphacentauri

[percivore]

Stinkerbelle and the j a c k e t ✨

#ocs #original character #0verfamiliar #shin #Ruth #bell #dad art #overfamiliar comic

[cuoredimuschio]

noah! <3

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction? 

🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them (me acting like i don't know you have an adorable dog)

aaaand 🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

IF you want! :)

ahhhh, lou!!!!! thank you 💙💙💙

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?

honestly? i don't entirely remember, but unfortunately, i think my first dabbling with fic was actually writing a self-insert story about me and a drummer of a band that shall not be named when i was 13/14 😶 and i didn't start writing seriously until like senior year of high school and that was for cherik lol

🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them

oh, i will never turn down an opportunity to gush about my baby, ellie. also known as ellie bellie, elle belle, bear, bub, B, eleanor rose, stinkerbelle, sleepy beepy, or the most beautiful girl in the whole wide world; here are a few of my 500+ pics of her i have on my phone 🥰

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

can i be a wee bit conceited and say this piece that @hellfiredemon generously made for my fic wound up? because it's been eight months and i still can't believe it's real, like? 🤯🥺😍 it's so gorgeous, the colors, the lighting, the textures, the everything, i love it so much 😭🩵💛💚

#thank you lou!!!! #ask game

[pizzatowerepisodes]

From Noisette’s Fantasy Theatre: The Noise Who Wouldn’t Grow Up

Noise and Noisette play Peter Pan and Wendy respectively. Noise takes Noisette to Whateverland so she can be a mother figure to the lost toppings, though he just wants an excuse to be a deadbeat dad. Noise didn’t realise that he’d be constantly followed by Noisette and the toppings no matter what he does.

A recurring gag in the story is Noisette constantly getting Noise’s name wrong e.g. Pizza Pan, Pizza Pie, Peter Piper, Peanutbutter, Pepperman.

There’s a flying anchovy fairy called Stinkerbell who has a crush on Noise and wants to kill Noisette, but she comically fails to do so. Noisette isn’t aware of her existence and Noise just ignores her.

Peppino plays the main villain and Peter’s long-time rival, Captain Cutter. Peppino vows vengeance for the time Noise distracted him in the kitchen, causing Peppino to cut his own hand off. Though, he admits to his first mate Gustavo that his pizza cutter hand is cool.

Pizzaface takes on the role of the crocodile. The ticking sounds he makes are like the drumbeats at the end of ‘It’s Pizza Time'

The story ends with Peppino being chased by the crocodile, and Noise ditching Noisette back at her house because he doesn’t want to deal with her anymore.

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#pizza tower #specials #character: noisette #character: the noise

[silly-cart-names]

TODAY'S XART NAME

StinkerBell

for stinkies

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[barb-alayna-artstuff]

All Stinkerbell Allie wanted for Christmas was her two front teeth…

And a few magical gizmos gadgets and doohickies from SexToys-R-Us…

Well… Maybe next year…

#allie #faceapp #faeries #naughtygirl