((And I’m out for the night.))
For once, staring in the mirror was not an act of vanity for her. She wasn’t looking at herself per say, and not the man behind her. Her attention was on the ginger ears atop her skull that twitched at every touch and sound.
Dinah traced the edge if the ear, delighting in the shiver it sent down her spine. “How did this happen?” She asked, more thinking aloud than talking to Chessur.
“Would you prefer to sit down?” Cheshire asked quietly, dragging his fingertips up and down the backside of her ears.
"Um," she started, looking everywhere but him. She settled her gaze on the floor, tail twitching against her thighs. The treatment did make her want to lay and stretch out like she had once as a proper kitten. "Yes."
He took his hands back and gestured towards the hallway, “Shall we?”
She glanced in that direction and nodded, moving toward the hallway quickly. “Where to?” She asked as she walked, ears cocking back toward him.
2. Only a hoodie that’s too big
"Cute?" Dinah paused looking down at herself and tugging the edge of the fabric around her thighs. "You realize you’re talking to me, right? Because I don’t normally hear you compliment me over anything."
"Ah, yes. I can see you’ve run out of insults since you’re using my age." He rolled his eyes and shook his head, "I don’t sleep with a lot of people and you’re the only redhead this time around."
"So?" She finally said after several moments of gnawing her lip, embarrassed and fidgety. "Are you just going to sit there and make fun of me for it? For sleeping with you?"
“I haven’t. In fact, I said I wouldn’t mind having you on top of me and you implied that you got no thrill out of it.” He shrugged.
"I must be losing my touch," she said slowly, crossing her arms under her chest. "Because I can’t tell if you’re messing with me or not." She eyed him warily, sinking to the left to lay back down. She stayed on her side so she could look at him. "I don’t remember that night, so how would I know if I liked it or not."
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Send in ☥ for my character’s reaction to receiving nude pictures from yours
[TXT] You’re sending me this… why?
[TXT] Not that I didn’t enjoy the view the first time, but why?
[TXT] Like I said, do it again and I’ll make it awkward enough that you won’t try a second time.
[TXT] I hardly ever bring people here and you know it. I usually go to theirs
[TXT] so don’t act like I’m loud all the time and stop trying to threaten me
[TXT] I never said all the time. But when you DO bring others over, you’re loud, so shut it.
[TXT] why don’t you try yelling at the mouse and hare instead of me? they’re worse
Dinah rolled on her side, laying her phone on the bed. She gave it another glance before turning her attention to Alice, hands crossing under her chin. “It’s something important, then?”
She shook her head “We..we weren’t trying for a baby. It just well happened.” she said with a little shrug still smiling. “A few weeks, I hadnt been sure about it so I got tested and they told me the other day…Ive only told Tarrant so far”
She took in a deep breath, soaking it in. Alice. Pregnant. There would be a child here. What would that mean for them? Their jobs here, their planned return home? “You’re happy then?” Dinah asked instead.
A confused look now came to her face “Why wouldnt I be happy?”
"Some wouldn’t be," she commented, putting on a tight smile. "But since you are, congratulations are in order. I’m sure you’ll be a good mother."
"Beautrific." Tarrant smiled, linking his arm through hers and practically skipping to the kitchen.
"You’re ridiculous," she said fondly, letting him half drag her onto the room. She wasn’t drunk enough and he wasn’t Alice enough for skipping. "It’s in the cupboard."
The Hatter grinned, opening the cupboard and setting the biscuits on the table. “I’m quite find of biscuits.”
"Obviously," she laughed, pulling out a chair at the table. She sat sideways in it, elbow propped on the table. "You’re easy to please."
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ahhhh, this is perfect. especially since I was just pondering doing something with Di back as a cat.
"Dinah!" Alice gave an exasperated sigh, rubbing her forehead with one hand. "If you’re going to worry so much, should I start filling out a form every time I want to go out?!"
"That’s not what I’m asking. I just want you to tell someone. Give us the heads up, text, something to let us know you’re okay. I don’t want you being careless! The war might be over but that doesn’t mean things still can’t go wrong."
((Okay but I want Dinah to go back to being a cat for a few days. Not a still-has-her-memories-and-can-understand-people cat but a normal, clueless I-just-want-to-eat-and-bring-you-dead-birds cat. Just cat Dinah running around the house getting into trouble. Like biting Mally because she can smell mouse but can’t see it and obviously the loud man is hiding it from her. And trying to bat at Thackery’s ears because she thinks they’re something to play with. Messing up all the things in Hatter’s sewing room because she’s a cat and she can. Hair balls in Absolem’s shoes. Sleeping on Nivens’s computer while he’s working. Cat hair and scratch marks all over everything. And worse, she’d follow Chessur around everywhere, rubbing on him and generally trying to get attention (because I read something with a similar premise of the catboy getting all the kitty attention). She’d be rather embarrassed about her behavior after.
Basically I just want annoying kitty!Dinah.))