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Anonymous: "My advice is to sleep with as many people as possible."

pissxoffxcow:

djdinah:

pissxoffxcow:

pissxoffxcow:

"Been there, done that, got a leg cramp."

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"A man’s gotta prove himself and add in a little bit extra as a bonus."

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"Naturally that bonus is for my benefit."

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"You saying you’re up for the challenge?"

"I’m always up for a challenge. But the question is, are you?"

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Anonymous: "My advice is to sleep with as many people as possible."

halfacuprabbit:

djdinah:

halfacuprabbit:

pissxoffxcow:

pissxoffxcow:

"Been there, done that, got a leg cramp."

 

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"I resent that. Having sex for over six hours in a row would give God himself a cramp. I’m kinda like God’s wing-man - I was bound to get a cramp."

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"But I don’t have any cramps, so why don’t you just meet me over there luv?"

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"Is that your pick up line?"

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"Maybe, did it work?"

"Mmm-hmm, but I don’t think your friend would be very happy if it did."

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Anonymous: "My advice is to sleep with as many people as possible."

pissxoffxcow:

djdinah:

pissxoffxcow:

pissxoffxcow:

"Been there, done that, got a leg cramp."

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"Don’t you ‘oh please,’ me unless you’re asking for me to go seven hours with you, babe."

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"What bumped me up an hour?"

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"A man’s gotta prove himself and add in a little bit extra as a bonus."

"Naturally that bonus is for my benefit."

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Anonymous: "My advice is to sleep with as many people as possible."

halfacuprabbit:

pissxoffxcow:

pissxoffxcow:

"Been there, done that, got a leg cramp."

 

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"I resent that. Having sex for over six hours in a row would give God himself a cramp. I’m kinda like God’s wing-man - I was bound to get a cramp."

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"But I don’t have any cramps, so why don’t you just meet me over there luv?"

"Is that your pick up line?"

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Anonymous: "My advice is to sleep with as many people as possible."

pissxoffxcow:

djdinah:

pissxoffxcow:

"Been there, done that, got a leg cramp."

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"Six hours? Oh please.  At least let the poor thing have a water break."

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"Don’t you ‘oh please,’ me unless you’re asking for me to go seven hours with you, babe."

"What bumped me up an hour?"

Mun Form!

Tag a few of your friends and make them fill in this form! For the MUN only!

tagged by: halfacuprabbit

Name: Kiki

Age: 22

Birthday: August 28

Gender: Female

Sexuality:  Straight but uninterested

Height: 5’0

Blogs: djdinahbutdinahisagirlsname, thedodoofwonderland, musicandmillinery (and @diinheat for you dirty birdies)

FC (If you have one): Donald Glover

Tagged: whiskersanddrumkits, absolemcaterpillar, whattupalice, juke-box-baby, thacky-earwicket
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Anonymous: "My advice is to sleep with as many people as possible."

pissxoffxcow:

djdinah:

pissxoffxcow:

halfacuprabbit:

pissxoffxcow:

"Been there, done that, got a leg cramp."

 

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"See, if I did that - I wouldn’t be Wonderlands sex-god, now would I?"  

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"If you’re having cramps, you’ve already been disqualified from that."

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"I resent that. Having sex for over six hours in a row would give God himself a cramp. I’m kinda like God’s wing-man - I was bound to get a cramp."

"Six hours? Oh please.  At least let the poor thing have a water break."

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mad-mr-hightopp:

djdinah:

mad-mr-hightopp:

"Cheer. I thought it might help you." He said, pushing it a little closer to her. "How are you?"

"Cheer," she echoed. She didn’t take it. "I’m not sure I want any cheer right now."  She sighed, pulling her hand from her mouth. "Still breathing." 

"Well, that’s what’s important, I suppose." He mumbled, disappointed he’d failed in helping his friend when she’d done the same for him so many times. "Do you want to talk about anything?"

"Anything?" She echoed. "Or are you asking me to talk about why I’m throwing a pity party in here?"

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djdinah: Flesh (I invite you let him be as mean about this as you want)

whiskersanddrumkits:

djdinah:

whiskersanddrumkits:

whiskersanddrumkits:

Send “Flesh” for my muses reaction to your muse pushing them up against a wall and biting their neck

Cheshire had taken extra care to keep his ears open, especially since making a remark to Dinah that he had exceptional hearing. He did, in fact, but the only evidence of it was the matter of no one being able to find him. If he was hellbent on taking a nap, movement during that time was either to stretch and be more comfortable or to vanish to a new napping spot.

This time, however, he’d decided to see what she’d do if she thought she could get the better of him. A bite to the neck was so far from what he’d had in mind that a usually reserved temper came roaring to life.

His voice cracked as a gnarled mess of growling and a strangled yelp caught in his throat. In one swift movement, he had her pinned to the floor, a hand wrapped around her neck and pressing down, “What in the worlds gave you the impression that this was a good idea?”

 

Cheshire leaned down close to her face, staring at her for a moment before he tilted his head, pressing his tongue to neck to clean the bead of blood that had formed. “I’m sorry I drew blood.” His voice was quiet, the harsh and reprimanding tone being replaced with honesty. He eased off of her, standing and offering out his hand, not that he thought she would take it, but it was the right thing to do.

Her body froze at the wet feel of tongue, a panic rising in her that he was going to bite her back in retaliation. She stared at him wide eyed as he pulled away, needing a few moments for his words to catch up with her and calm her suddenly frenzied heart beat. “Oh,” she said, hands rising to her neck as he moved away. She sat up slowly, neglecting his offer to help. Dinah rubbed against where he’d licked up, checking her fingertips for a sign of blood she knew was no longer there. She didn’t looked back up at him, confused with the act of kindness. “Just don’t try to kill me again and we’re okay.” 

“Don’t wake me from a nap with a bite again and we’re golden.” He tucked his hands into his pockets, rubbing his cheek against his shoulder to scratch a small itch. He watched her for a few moments longer before starting to wander towards the kitchen.

"Considering the reaction, I don’t think I’m going to be touching you again period. So, don’t worry about it." She rubbed her neck again and hopped up to her feet, stretching out her back. Dinah watched him walk away, the part of her that didn’t know how to quit telling her to follow, but the fear he’d instilled just moments before telling her to run the other way. Fear was winning out.