Dominique Weasley

16 - Sixth Year - she/her

[hollandrooden]

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

@viennadavies

[cressida-ellesmere]

Her gaze flicked towards the other, eyebrows quirking just a bit. “I’m sorry, dear. Come again? I don’t know if I heard you right. You did what?”

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

Dominique did her best to not roll her eyes, though it was really difficult. “I said I did the assignment,” she repeated. “It’s not that surprising.”

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

fendiisms‌:

“Howdy!” Fend greeted back with a grin, tipping his cowboy hat to her. However, a look of surprise came onto his face at the sight of her costume. Although Dominique had the voice of an angel, she usually wasn’t the most angelic around. “Actually I have a Buzz!”

“Oh, you do?” she smiled before connecting the dots. “Is it Aaron? Merlin, you two need to fucking get married already.” She was teasing, obviously; one of her favorite things to do. “Anyway, how’ve you been? I feel like I haven’t talked to you in forever.”

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

jack-finnigan‌:

Jack was frozen for a moment, confused expression and all. This ultimatum seemed like a trap. Was she being serious? Was there a right answer here? “Uhhh..” He uttered, chuckling at his own awkwardness and grabbing the back of his neck. “I mean, uh, I-” He dared himself to look into her eyes. “I think I’d prefer the second one if it’s a serious offer.” 

She wasn’t expecting the flutter in her stomach when he met her eyes, but she still chuckled, not giving up on the zipper just yet. One more shot. “Shit, Jack, if I knew you were that easy, I’d... you know what, no, I change my mind. You don’t get the second one until we do the first. Them’s the new rules.” She knew she wasn’t being fair, but when was she ever known for being fair?

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

@fendiisms

“Well howdy, cowboy,” Dominique greeted with a smirk, noticing him from across the walkway. “You have a Jessie with you somewhere or you riding solo?”

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

posiekensington‌:

“I no longer question how low some people can go here.” It was definitely a condescending comment. But it was no way relatable toward someone like Dominique and Posie truly believed it to hold some truth. She chuckled softly as she reached upward to toy with the other’s halo a bit before straightening it again. “It makes it more fun to do devilish things when you’re dressed like this too.” She teased. At the mention of plans, Posie let out a small sigh. For once, she wasn’t trying to over schedule her night. She was up for being completely spontaneous. “With my luck, I’ll spend the whole night bothering Gabriel and doing nothing else. What about yourself?”

Dominique let out one loud laugh before nodding. “So true,” she agreed before winking at the other blonde. “You couldn’t be more correct. I’ll be sure to something particularly devilish tonight.” She then shrugged. “Spending time with my beautiful ice queen until it’s time to meet up with Jack for our date. Though if you’d rather spend time with Gabriel than me, that’s fine, whatever.” She was teasing, of course, but she did hope that Posie would want to hang out for a bit.

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

jack-finnigan‌:

He sighed at her words. He knew they were true, but that didn’t make him feel any more inclined to ride.  As she nuzzled against his shoulder and gave her best pout, he leaned down to give the top of her head a kiss. “Need I remind you that the angel ensemble is a costume.” He grinned as he gave her own words right back to her. “It can come off at any time.” 

“You know what? You are absolutely right,” she nodded, letting go of his arm to place both hands on her hips, jutting out her hip slightly. “So here are your options. We can either go on the zipper, or we can go somewhere and you can take this off of me.” She arched an eyebrow, genuinely curious about what he would choose; she figured both scared him in different ways. “What’ll it be?”

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

jack-finnigan‌:

He let out half a laugh, something he often did when he was nervous. “Oh, okay,” he said, teasing her, “so you didn’t listen at all to what I said.” He looked back up at the ride that surely was a vomit-inducer, if not a full blown death trap. “No way in Hell am I getting on that.” 

“Oh I listened,” she countered, mischievous smirk evident on her face. “But you should know by now, Mister Head Prefect; if someone tells me not to do something, then that’s all I want to do.” She then nuzzled his shoulder, a puppy dog pout forming. “But you’re with an angel, you can’t be in hell when you’re with me, right?” She blinked innocently, pulling out all the stops to get him on the zipper.

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

louisandhisplants‌:

Louis adjusted the wig that seemed to have gotten off-centered since Dom’s interference. “I’m down for whatever!! I’m just hanging out, saying hi to everybody I can until Jamie and I meet up…So, yeah, no set plan. Just fun. And candy!” The Hufflepuff shrugged.

It was a good thing Dominique had mentally prepared for her brother to mention sweater kid, otherwise her face would have fallen as soon as his name was mentioned. But Dominique was ready, and her expression didn’t change at all. “Then let’s do something! I heard the mirror room is trippy as fuck, but do you think you and your candy floss high can handle that?”

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

daniburke‌:

  “Well, more like punch a few fucking assholes in the motherfucking face.” She usually didn’t use so much profanity but right now she still felt a spark of anger in her being. Dani took a drink of the punch and then couldn’t help but chuckle mid drink, “It’d be legendary, honestly.”

“You want to show me where they are?” Dominique asked, holding up a fist. “Because I can do that. Bitch, you know I care about you if I’m willing to fuck up these nails.” She extended her fingers to show she had painted little wings on her nails to match her costume. She then shrugged. “Or we could just drink together and laugh at some of the stupid costumes. Whatever you want.”

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

posiekensington‌:

Posie couldn’t help but beam with pride as she adjusted her braid yet again, “That makes me feel ten times better. I’ll just fake it to make it and hope no one asks me about the movie. Imagine if there’s some Frozen super fan wandering amongst us.” She joked. “But I think you have me beat with your costume. Totally classic.”

“Oh Merlin, that’d be pathetic,” Dominique giggled. “Someone quizzing you on Frozen shit? That person would have to have no life whatsoever.” She then smiled at the compliment. “Oh you know how to make a girl feel good, Pose,” Dominique said, giving her head a playful bump with her hip. “Thanks. It’s probably the only time people have to call me an angel. I like the irony.” She chuckled once before asking “So what’re your plans for the night?”

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

jack-finnigan‌:

Jack could feel his palms become clammy at her suggestive words. Unsure of what to say in response he simply nodded, hoping his face wasn’t as red as the coat he wore. He smiled as she gave him a kiss and linked their arms together. It was no secret to the school that they were an official item, and yet he still got giddy when he got to show her off. Lucky gobshite he was. “Whatever you want,” he said with a grin before clarifying, “except that.” He looked in the direction of the zipper. 

His face was definitely as red as his coat, but Dominique decided she had tortured him enough. Well, at least for now. She leaned her head on his shoulder, thinking about what she wanted to do before he said the one thing they couldn’t. “Oh, you shouldn’t have said that,” she warned with a raie of an eyebrow. “We have to do the Zipper now. Come on, let’s get it over with so you can say you did it, then we can do something more tame.”

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

posiekensington‌:

The song name managed to register some sort of recognition in her, lips forming an ‘o’ shape. “Oh, is that what that song is from? I vaguely remember everyone being obsessed with it.” She wet her lips. “So is the movie good? Could I pass this look off as Elsa and impress everyone or is it something to be embarrassed about?” She chuckled.

“The movie’s great, but so fucking overhyped and that song is so overplayed,” she explained, adjusting her halo. “And you’d be literally a perfect Elsa. Like it’s almost kind of gross how perfect it is.” She laughed before saying “So yeah, if people compliment your Elsa costume, take it as a compliment.

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

jack-finnigan‌:

Probably the only time you’ll see me in all white. Jack could think of a big reason why he really hoped that wasn’t true. “It suits you, you know,” he said with a smile. “I’ll make sure to take mental photographs all night.” He teased. As her eyes explored his frame his cheeks instantly blushed. “Thanks,” he said sheepishly. The two hadn’t done more than snog: a fact that was a source of constant insecurity and worry for Jack. He certainly was in no rush, but was petrified of being a disappointment. “That’s not very angelic,” he finally said with a chuckle. 

She flipped her hair at the compliment, then strutted up to him with a shrug. “I’m not a real angel, it’s a costume that can be removed at any. Time.” She knew exactly what she was implying, but seeing his blush like that was too adorable to pass up on. She leaned in to give him a quick peck on the lips before turning to hook her arm in his. “Alright, where are we going to first? I’m up for anything.”

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

daniburke‌:

   She reached over for a cup to pour some of it and take a drink. She realized she had drank it a little too fast and looked at Dominique. “I was fine. Honestly, I was but then people just..” She should be used to the mean comments by now. Dani lost her voice for a moment, “People are just assholes.”

Dominique scowled. “Do I need to smack a bitch? What costume were they wearing? How fucking satisfying would it be to watch them get beat up by a mother-fucking angel?” This conversation was mostly to get information, but she also hoped she could get Dani to laugh.

[posiekensington-blog]

Posie aimlessly adjusted her braid that was lined with little snowflake bobby pins before her hands slimmed down her blue sparkly gown. “Can someone explain to me why someone came up to me and said they liked my Elsa costume?” She had never seen a single Disney movie in her life and that might begin explain why she’s so deprived of happiness. “I feel like I’m missing out on something here.”

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

“Oh Merlin, Posie,” Dominique laughed, shaking her head. “How have you gone this long without seeing Frozen? Or at least knowing who Elsa is? I mean, hell, I’ve heard ‘Let It Go’ so many times I cringe every time I hear the opening piano.”

[blonde-bombshell-weasley]

jack-finnigan‌:

The carnival was horribly awkward for Jack. Not only because he had a general fear of the rides (and clowns- fuck clowns) but also because it was a breeding ground of school rule violations. He had tried his best to remain calm and pretend to turn a blind eye, but it was killing him. He found himself counting down the minutes until the time he had agreed to meet Dominique so he could be distracted from the chaos. 

God must’ve heard his silent prayers, because He sent Jack a literal angel. 

His face lit up upon seeing her. She always looked amazing but tonight was even better than usual. “No leather? No black?” He asked as he approached her, eyeing her up and down. “Is that really you?” 

She bit her lip as she noticed that familiar face in the crowd. She’d had people checking her out all night, but his eyes on her felt different. A good different, but she couldn’t pinpoint exactly how it felt. Either way, she smirked and placed a hand on her hip, doing a little turn. “Yup, probably the only time you’ll see me in all white,” she said. “It’s a shooting star oppourtunity to see me like this, so enjoy it while you can.” She threw in a wink before mirroring the same eye motion. “You look hot. All you need is a whip.” She twitched an eyebrow, excited to see his reaction to her words.