#pixiedust tree

[hotcheetosflareon420]

What if the blue moon stone is just a glass bead that a human lost and it washed up in pixie hollow?

Like there’s just a drawer full of them in a little kids like arts and crafts desk

[bustedjaws]

Oooh what if for the graves/shepard betrayal situation, it’s kinda like the pirate fairy movie and graves was distorting the pixie dust but in more of a lethal way(like explosives/poisons ect) and when everyone was very very against it, he ran off with some dust,and his shadows and happened upon shepards ship.

After showing him what he can do with the dust Shepard manipulates him into bringing him to the hollow to steal it all but also trap all the fairies to be sold off ect

Ooo I really like idea! I think it totally works! That’d be rad as hell Graves stealing/harming the pixiedust tree would be a really serious threat!

I really like this idea, I’ll probably develop it more but it could be a really good storyline to follow!

[aerypear]

Nevermind the imagination, this just tells me these asshats never watched a SINGLE TINKERBELL MOVIE.

Tinkerbell- and likewise all other fairies are known for glowing because of pixiedust. Pixie dust is a sweet-smelling (I'm not even making that up, that's canon) Glittery powder that, when covering something, can make it fly. the Never Fairies NEED this component in their lives to fly and assist in performing their talents. AND AS LONG AS PEOPLE THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS, THEY CAN BORROW THE USE OF PIXIE DUST.

Pixie dust well FLOWS with this honey like glittery mess of a flying fuck shit and it GLOWS. AND THE SHIT COMES IN DIFFERENT COLORS. there's Blue pixie dust, the strongest shit ever FOR strengthening the Pixie dust tree that makes the basic bitch shit, Orange (or light bending dust) which bend the rays fo the moon and sun, Purple which makes you fly faster like Hell yeah, Pink for gardening like a bawse, Light blue for waterbending! there's a bunch others.

SO. IF TINKERBELL DOESN'T GLOW, THAT THEREFORE MEANS SHE CANNOT FLY AND THEY MADE HER DEPRESSED. LOOK AT WHAT THESE IMAGINLESS FUCKS DID, THEY GAVE HER DEPRESSION!

why do they let the worlds most boring people direct movies

[ranibell]

Okay, so I was looking into the lore, and there is one weird thing about it. Basically, is it possible that the books and movies are both cannon, and that the books take place way after the movies? Evidence seems to support this idea: the burning of the pixiedust tree and Pixie Hollow is described in Tink North of Neverland and The Secret World of Pixie Hollow. Fairies don't die of old age. I dunno, is there a timeline that could combine book and movie lore?

Yes! This has been a popular topic and theory among the fanbase for years, that of a continuous timeline connecting the universe of the movies with the books. On one hand, it’s really interesting and fun to try to piece them together and imagine everything being part of one universe—because the pieces ARE there—but on the other hand, there are a ton of inconsistencies that you have to grapple with to make it work.

The biggest problem being that the golden age of Pixie Hollow as described in Tink, North of Never Land was so long ago that no fairy currently alive was there back then. The Pixie Dust Tree is pretty much a myth to Tink, which would conflict with the fact that Tink in the movies is completely aware of the tree. If the events of the films and books were one continuous timeline, she would have remembered what it was like back in the golden old days.

Also, within the books’ universe, there is no seasonal division in the kingdom, meaning there are no winter fairies at all—the implication would be that all the winter fairies we’re introduced to in the movies, Peri, Gliss, Spike, Sled, Slush, Dewey, Milori, would have died (probably in the fire that killed that Pixie Dust Tree) which is just...terribly sad. It’s somewhat nicer to keep the movie and book canons as separate entities, so that Tink doesn’t have to lose her twin sister...in the books canon, she never had a sister.

But that’s not to say it’s impossible to connect the movie and book timelines! If you want something a little darker and more gritty or angsty, that would be a really good plot to follow. I’ve definitely considered it myself!

[juuuuunaaaaaooooo]

Ship Game

Movie/TV ship questions; answer with a GIF; no repeats

tag by @ama-ssiempre Thank you <3!!!!!

I tag : @bourbon-ontherocks ; @sothischickshe ; @lucia-lu87 ; @accordingtomel ; @tumblingdownthehills ; @tangyyyy ; @anelimarmor ; @apocalypto-sane ; @delicatelingon ; @racoons-hedgehogs-and-pixiedust ; @hazel-shithappens ; @mckvch @itsbriology (I’m sorry..i always forget to tag people i want to see..i mean i even forget ship so...^^)

1. First ship : (well i’m gonna cheat because it was manga/anime ship but it’s not write so...) Nathan x Haley (Naley) from One tree hill, I mean 

2. First OTP : Simon x Raphael (Saphael) from Shadowhunters (I mean....i always gonna love them..they are my babies and the first for who i write and draw <3)

3. Favourite current ship  Beth x Rio (Brio) from nbc good girls...idiots soulmates...I hate them as much as i love them (This is the most beautiful shot from them (and i need to draw them)

4. Shipped from the first minute : Spencer x Toby (Spoby) from Pretty Little Liars (I’m still mad)

5. Wish they had been endgame : Paul x Sarah (I don’t even know their ship name) from Orphan Black

6. Wish they had been canon :  Casey x Derek (Dasey) from Life With Derek

7. Ship everyone else hates : I have no idea for this one...sorry

8. Don’t even watch the show but still ship : Same as seven...no idea I only follow people who ship the same things as me and...well the other ship they post not interesting me or not intrigued me so...no one.

9. Wish they had a different storyline : Buffy x Spike (Spuffy) From buffy the vampire slayer ..I mean i love their storyline but the end guys, the end and..i’m not happy with a certain things happen so...

10. Actually endgame : Eliott x Lucas (Elu) from Skam France (the best^^ <3)

[flying-elliska]

I was tagged by @lilbasthet thank you Soph ! <3

Answer 17 questions & tag 17 purple you want to know better.

Nickname: Ellie, Ele, Ella, El

Zodiac sign: Aries 

Height: 1m69 yooooooo

Nationality: French-Dutch9

Favorite season: spring 

Favorite flower: roses (especially wild ones), freesia, wild hyacinth, frangipane, orchises (wild orchids), periwinkle, lily of the valley, violets (especially those in March, because the April ones have no smell/taste)

Coffee, tea or hot chocolate: tea forever. special love for oolong, white tea, and that specific brand of flavored black tea imported from China, I could find in only one tea shop in Lyon, called ‘Red Cliff’ and that i am still dreaming of sometimes

Amount of sleep i get: generally 6 and that is nowhere near enough

Lucky number(s): 8

Dream job: wow if only i knew. several things at once probably, like novelist-journalist-ngo worker-artist-documentary maker-mediator etc etc 

Dream trip: Reeeeaallly want to do a tour of Asia but backpacking through Europe using trains and busses and walking a lot also sounds reaaallly cool 

Wearing: comfy fuzzy striped socks, chill blue pants with a pattern, chill grey blue sweater and pink tee 

Favorite color: sky blue

Favourite fictional character(s): Lyra Silvertongue (HDM), Hermione Granger, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, the Fool (Realm of the Elderlings), Aragorn, Eowyn, Faramir (Lord of the Rings) John Constantine (DC Comics), Peggy Carter (Marvel), Black Widow (but certain Marvel Comics only), Spock (Star Trek), Bashir, Garak, Jadzia Dax, Kira Nerys (DS9), Eliott Demaury & Lucas Lallemant (Skam France), the Addams Family as a whole, Elizabeth Swann (PotC), Jane Eyre, Artemis Fowl, Dory (Finding Dory)

Cats or dogs: Cats (but I love dogs too)

Random facts: i’m very very forgetful but i also remember weird details about things that don’t really matter // I once made an overly earnest video about my love for trees as a way to apply for an environmental agency internship thank god i did not send it or post it online it was cute tho but oh the embarassment // i love soup and i’ve been experimenting with a lot of them of late, my recent discovery is that a very basic vegetable soup can become incredible if you dump a lot of lemon juice into it // 

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[soundlikespace]

｡ﾟ･*. ｡ﾟ･*.Stardust is everywhere. The flowers, the trees... Your eyes.*･｡ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ

[evilqueens]

What are some oq fics that you would recommend?

okay i took the greatest of care selecting what matters most to me. i also categorized as best as i could so it wouldn’t look like a mess of links i was just throwing at you – even though they’re all pretty much complete AUs, but i also attempted to summarize to help. bc you’re worth it, nonnie. 

that being said, i’ve been awake since 2 in the morning, so i for sure forgot a lot of fics, and this is probably still a mess. regardless, this will be my oq fic rec masterpost that i will add more to when i’m not so tired.

- ̗̀ modern AUs  ̖́-

sunny side up (by @queen-of-the-merry-men, in-progress) - robin asks regina for her eggs during breakfast one day, but it turns out he means the baby-making kind. this fic’s still getting started, but it’s so adorable so far, and i’m so in love with how this person writes platonic bffs robin and regina, it’s so sweet and enjoyable to read while you wait for them to realize they’re in love with each other

what would they say (by @queen-of-the-merry-men, in-progress) - aka (bc i gotta warn you) the most epic slowburn to ever slowburn. like, some people try to give that trophy to other fics, but i strongly disagree bc i definitely count fic years, and boiiiii. i don’t even know how to summarize this… the gist, regina falls in love with the husband of her late best friend. the long, regina goes through some serious shit (including her best friend dying), and robin’s a real supportive guy, a good boy (who also goes through some shit i.e. his wife dying), and they fall in love

you’ve got mail (by @gray-autumn-sky, complete) - based on the movie (that i will watch one day), robin and regina become pen pals, not knowing they hate each other in real life. you know you can’t resist an enemies-to-lovers trope, bc no one can resist an enemies-to-lovers trope. and it’s written by tara, a quality person, so there. tbh i don’t know how to properly flail about how much i love this oneshot without spoiling it, so just know that i do, and should the day come that more is added to this verse i will spontaneously combust.

time just flies, but i still carry on (by @robinwright, in-progress) - idk how to summarize this without spoiling. to put it vaguely, robin’s an asshole and four years later he’s back to fix his mistakes. i just feel assaulted by this fic, and i need cassie to formally apologize for it (through a prequel and a happy sequel please

baby gates and deadbolts (by @x-wishes-on-fallen-stars-x, in-progress) - regina meets a baby roland at the store, and he approves of her hair. adorable, with undertones of emo bc it’s gabi. but it’s sweet, and full of parent OQ, which i’m always weak for.

eye of the beholder (by @mysterious-song, in-progress) - a blind robin falls in love with regina’s voice. this fic is so sweetly written, i’m just in silent awe. it’s beautiful. i want more so bad.

the song that summer sings (by @writtenndust, in-progress) - movie-star regina walks into robin’s humble bookstore, and wholesome love happens. you have no idea how far up this fic’s ass i am. i’m so in love. it’s so adorable. like, why am i still talking? why are you still here reading this? go read the fic. already read it? read it again.

- ̗̀ supernatural AUs  ̖́-

fallen (by @dee-thequeenbee, in-progress) - demons. fallen angels, actually, walking the earth, fucking shit up. of course regina’s one of them. and of course robin’s gotta get in her way. this concept is so cool, i love that this fic exists, and i can’t wait to see it progress

wild hearts (by @regal-pixiedust, in-progress) - amidst a zombie apocalypse, regina meets the survival group of robin, henry, roland, and david, and together they try not to die. stressful af, but there’s a healthy dose of regal believer in here, too, so it’s worth it.

broken souls (by @regal-pixiedust, in-progress) - regina can see dead people. she used to help ghosts move on in her younger days, and robin’s newly dead wife insists she gets back into the hobby. this fic is a wild ride from start to almost-finish, and i’ve loved every second of it.

- ̗̀ historical/magical AUs  ̖́-

happiness can’t be arranged (by @gray-autumn-sky, in-progress) - set in some time period that’s not now (i don’t know history, sorry tara), robin and regina are forced to marry each other. basically you read this fic and alternate between NOW KISS and wondering when robin and regina’s parents are finally going to die. but it’s also some quality hood-mills family stuff, and it gets even more adorable by the chapter, so you’re welcome

in sickness and in health (by @mysterious-song, complete) - a memory-loss AU (i, am trash for memory loss AUs. there aren’t enough of them). an adorable oneshot of robin waking up in the hospital to a pretty lady, whom he immediately wishes he was married to. his wish comes true. i love this oneshot so much, it’s so cute, and i wish every day that there was more

oq prompt party: sabrina au (by @lala-kate) - based on the movie sabrina. assuming bad intentions, robin tries to romance regina away from his infatuated brother in order to protect their family’s fortune. he falls in love with her instead. i first read this while i was not in a good enough mindset to reblog (and i’m sorry about that), but i fell in love. i would give a limb for this to continue. whatever you want.

not unless you wish it (by @miladylocksley, in-progress) - after a heist, robin finds a genie lamp amongst his new possessions, and out pops regina. you know when fics just kinda stay with you? and their existence just pops into your head randomly? that’s this fic. every now and then my brain is just like ‘remember the genie au?’ i do, brain. i do.

- ̗̀ canon-divergent AUs  ̖́-

from the missing pages (by @gray-autumn-sky, complete) - a page 23 AU. baby regina walks into the tavern that night, and meets robin. the only page 23 au that matters to me (the only one i’ve read fully, but whatever). it’s sweet, it’s stressful, and it makes for a nice reread every now and then

oq allergy-verse (by @gray-autumn-sky) - two super adorable s3-AU baby ficlets, here and here. regina, soulmate to her forest-bound thief, is allergic to trees. and robin’s gotta deal with that heartbreak. tbh i’m just hoping that if i keep talking about this tiny verse, tara will continue to add to it, so here we are

chimera (by @revolutionsoftheheart, in-progress) - post-s5 AU. zelena dies, and regina’s left to raise baby peanut. five-year-old baby peanut decides to scare the shit out of her aunt with her new imaginary friend. this fic is painful, and it hurts too. but i’m so intrigued as to where jakie’s planning to take it, so i’m here. hurting.

- ̗̀ holiday AUs  ̖́-

actually, love (by @revolutionsoftheheart, complete) - a snow storm leaves robin no other choice than to spend christmas with his ex, regina. this fic right here is the main reason this category exists. i love it so much.

ethereal (by @revolutionsoftheheart, complete) - two strangers meet in their dreams, and fall in love. basically jakie’s the queen of holiday one-shots. this is everything i could’ve wanted and more, and i’m still so happy she wrote it

i hope this list is in any way beneficial

[agir1ukn0w]

@pixiedust-at-dawn I mean, I’m already gay as a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide so this was always gonna happen

Hi, I finally got around to watching The Good Place and I’m extremely attracted to Janet for some reason, wonder why...

👀...hm

[lonesomebigmike]

Why Do You Write Poetry

By: LonesomeBigMike

Because football was kinda dumb. Because people thought I’d be bad at it. Because the little broken boy I used to be would’ve liked it. Because my sister laughed at me when I told her. Because my mother taught me to not give a single flying fuck about what anyone I do not love thinks of me. Because dad called it gay, and my gay friends are pretty chill Because this way when I bitch about her it’s art. Because there is a crying old man in my chest with an axe made of ink, and he’s only half way done cutting down the tree I hung the boy in me from. Because I’ve forgotten to say I love you. Because my best friend died and the last words I said to him were the least poetic I’ve ever spoken. Because I didn’t go to his funeral. Because I didn’t give a gun a blowjob last year. Because I didn’t have a dad until I didn’t want a dad anymore. Because it’s more therapeutic than drugs, and drugs are more therapeutic than therapy Because two months ago I called my stepfather dad and he didn’t realize I didn’t call him by name. Because I am an oak tree covered in burnscars and pixiedust and thick ass black body hair that just refuses to fall the fuck over. Because yesterday I watched the most gandalf looking motherfucker on this planet wake up from a coma and growl at me for a cigarette and a beer. Because if I get famous Morgan Freeman will read my shit. Because in 25 years my kids might feel like this. Because in 25 years I might be dead. Because in 25 years I want to look back at my youth and know that I was heard.

[theonewithoutaclue]

The Moon is Silver, The Sun is Gold (OQ)

Dear @regal-pixiedust, 

SURPRISE! I’m your secret admirer! It’s been really fun asking you questions over the last few days (and now I can finally follow you lol). I really hope you like this - it’s Outlaw Bandit told through dual perspective. The idea just came to me and I knew I wanted to write it for your gift. 

Sending you lots of valentines day hugs! Love, Emma xx

@oqcelebration

The sky isn’t like a watercolour. Pale blue doesn’t run into dusky pink and muffled yellow. Orange bursts from the horizon in glaring streaks, clamouring over the hills, unwilling to be smudged out by night’s looming darkness. Regina runs her hands through the cool grass beneath her, soil clinging to her fingers.

This is her spot. This ledge between two oak trees, that looks down into the valley where the sun disappears behind the earth. She doesn’t have a lot, but she has this. The unwavering certainty that the sun will rise and fall each day, and that she can sit here to watch it. It’s calming to see the light flutter between the trees of the forest and slink over the hills, until finally the shadows can’t grow any longer, and the stars fill the sky in smatterings of silver.

She sighs, dangling her feet over the grass verge as she waits and soaks in the late summer air.

It’s only a few seconds later when he plonks down next to her, his hand painfully close to hers in the grass. She didn’t hear him coming. She never does.

“I thought I’d find you here.”  

“Congratulations.”

He’s looking over at her but she won’t look at him, won’t be sucked into that sapphire gaze. Not yet. For a few seconds, they let the silence return. It pulses and it breathes and it sits between them like a third person, simultaneously keeping them apart and trying to pull them together.

“Regina–”

“What are you doing here?” Her gaze is still firmly locked onto the trees in front of her, the wisps of hair escaping her braid fluttering in the breeze. As the sun falls further, the rays which cling to the air halo her profile; lips coated in honey-yellow and eyelashes dripping with gold.

“I miss you.”

All he wants is those espresso eyes to bore into him, search his face; her fingers to trace patterns up his arms, across his shoulders, over his jaw and slide into his hair. Their foreheads meeting a fraction of a second sooner than their lips. He’s swept away. The grass is no longer beneath them, and they’re floating in a cloud of colour the same as the sunset, blood pounding in his ears as her hands roam the space between his neck and shoulder blades.

“You don’t get to miss me.” He’s pulled back to earth.

It takes all of her willpower to not move her hand two centimetres and link their fingers on the cool ground. She can feel the warmth radiating through him from where he sits.

She’s stubborn.

He’s persistent.

“I don’t want it to be like this,” and it’s him who caves first – his hand that seeks the touch of hers. He grazes his fingers lightly over her knuckles and damn her if she doesn’t snatch her hand back because the simple brush of his thumb makes her think of home. She flips her hand over, palm up, for him drop his fingers into, and, of course, he does.

She bites her lip. Her eyes are glossy when she turns her head, finally, to look at him. “You left me.”

He knows what a punch to the gut feels like – it’s sharp and blunt all at once, a spike of pain that bleeds out into a dull throb. The look Regina lands him with was worse than any punch he’s ever been dealt.

Her lip pulls into a thin line, eyes darting skyward as she blinks away the tears that threaten to slip down her cheeks. He knows how she feels about crying. She thinks it makes her look weak.

It doesn’t.

“I didn’t mean for it to happen like that, Regina.” She sees his hand start to reach for her cheek in her periphery before he thinks better of the action and drops his arm back to his side. “The Queen ambushed us and once that gate came down I couldn’t get back in.”

The image of standing on opposite sides of the portcullis bars to Robin two months ago flashes in her mind. She’d clung to the metal until a guard pulled her off. Robin’s name fell from her lips in a hoarse cry, but he’d already disappeared in the crowd, no sign that he’d been there only seconds before, face stricken and hands reaching out to her. She’d frozen, gone limp in the black knight’s arms until they reached the castle dungeons. 

A couple of hours later she’d broken out and fled.

She hadn’t searched for Robin.

“I came back for you. I found Will and John and we searched as much of the castle as we could get to without the Queen clocking us.” She bites back a comment and looks at him. His eyes are pleading, begging her to understand. “The dungeons were empty, so we knew you’d been there.” The edges of a smirk tug on his lips. “You’re never one for leaving the innocent behind, are you?”

She can’t help but return his weak smile with one of her own.

“You really came back?” Of course he had – how else would he know about her little freedom detour?

“If you think I’d ever leave you in the hands of that monster, you’re mad.” His voice is soft and somehow, at some point, he’d crept closer. Their hands still sit between them, carefully twined.

The light is dwindling fast now, purples beginning to seep into the top of the sky. She looks ethereal as warm sunlight drips from the planes of her face and it takes everything in him not to kiss the tip of her nose.

Her brow crinkles when he tells her he’d never leave her and it shakes him. He should never have left her with doubt. He wants her to know what she means to him, what it would do to him if anything ever happened to her. The thought hangs like a noose above his head made from the words he’ll say wrong if he tries to articulate his feelings.

“I’m so sorry if I ever made you think otherwise. But, Regina, I can’t imagine my life without you in it. When I look at you,” he places his fingers lightly under her chin, “things are okay. This ridiculous place makes sense.” He gestures to the forest around them and she gives him a smile. He’s smiling too, he realises.

He came back for me. The thought plays over in her mind but then he’s speaking again and the words are something she didn’t know she’d been searching for until now.

Her chest feels tight, each breath too shallow as his eyes burn into her skin.

“So the past two months…”

“I thought you didn’t want to see me. When you didn’t come back to camp after escaping, I thought you’d moved on. I came here every night hoping you’d return to see the sunset.”

This is the first time she’d been back to her spot since the capture, and it pains her now to think that Robin had sat every night for two months waiting for her to come back.

She’s so stupid.

A flare of guilt licks at her insides as she takes in the way Robin looks at her now. Pure adoration gleams in his eyes, fingers still tracing idle patterns onto the skin of her palm and she can’t help but be mesmerised by the light tingle.

How could she think this man would leave her behind? The man that worships the ground she walks on and has her back in every royal robbery she’s ever undertaken.

“I’m sorry,” she starts to tell him but he can’t have that. He can’t let her feel guilt when he sees the weight of the world bore down on her shoulders every day.

“No,” he says, running his fingers through the loose piece of hair at her temple, “please, don’t be sorry.”

“All you’ve ever done is be kind and I doubted you at the first chance–”

“When people let you down your whole life, it becomes something to expect.” He’s right about that.

She nods.

“I don’t want you to feel like that anymore, okay?” She nods again, too choked to respond.

He brings his hands up to cup her face, thumbs brushing over her cheekbones and swiping at the single tear that falls. He kisses where it had rolled, salt touching his lips before he moves his affections across to her nose, kissing the tip and then the bridge. He trails a line of tiny kisses down the side of her face, her jaw, pressing his lips to the corner of her mouth, and then, finally, his mouth coasts hers so lightly,

and she’s lost. Falling into him like it’s what she was born to do. She slips her tongue past the seam of his lips and runs it alongside his, savouring every breath that floats between them. Her hands roam their way up his back and down his chest, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt while she kisses and kisses him, teeth nipping at his bottom lip.

She forgets the wasted days spent angry at the world – this is what I’ve been given. So this is what I’ll take. And she will be greedy, draw every breath out of him with her lips on his neck, her hands dragging across the firm muscle beneath his shirt. Two months she’d spent wallowing, when really he was kind enough to give her space for something she had caused.

He knows how broken she is. It might be wrong of him to want to fix her – but he doesn’t, not really. He wants to wrap her up and hold out pieces of her heart for her to put back. He doesn’t want to fix her – he wants to help her fix herself.

It takes everything in him not to rip the clothes from her back, especially as she lets out a breathy sigh of his name when he licks his way up her neck, sucking at the hinge of her jaw. She turns her head and closes her lips around his again, butterflies swarming in his stomach like a schoolboy. He’s electric with her touch.

They fell back into the grass and kissed until the sun finally took all its rays down behind the hills. 

The sky throbs with stars, crickets humming along in the grass and fireflies whizzing past their heads. Regina rests her head on Robin’s shoulder, curls her legs up to twine with his. She’s glad it’s summer. The muggy days mean warm nights and as she cranes her neck up to plant a kiss on his cheek, she sees the corners of his lips quirked up into a smile.  

She’s home.

He turns his head to look at her, watches her eyes as they roam his face, twinkling with the light from the stars. The moon hangs behind her and outlines her in silver – just as beautiful as the gold. He loves her, he realised with a sudden and ardent jolt to his heart. He loves her.

He’s home.

[faerie-blessings]

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Season greeting from Tinkerbell who is lightening the tree with pixiedust @disneylandparis #Disneymaniaque #disneyland #disneyparks #disneylove #disney #disneylandparis #disneyphoto #disneylandresort #disneylife #disneyfan #disneylandpark #photographer #photography #photo #dlp #instadisney #disneygram #disneyaddict #disneypic #disneylandphotography #Mainstreet #detail #picoftheday #christmas #xmastree #xmas #tink #Tinkerbell #concerted #Lightening (à City Hall)