“We’re gonna-” Regulus halted short, struggling to keep his balance as he looked up towards the first person by him, trying to hide his laughter in the hand that was not holding a bottle of green vodka. “We’re gonna play a game. I couldn’t do it, so finish this and I have to do anything you want.”
Dorcas quirked a brow at the stumbling boy, a smirk settling on her lips as she watched him try to suppress a laugh. ❛ You right there, Reggie? ❜ Stepping forward, Dorcas outstretched the hand that wasn’t already clutching a cup full of Firewhiskey and grabbed the bottle from Regulus, chugging as much as she could in one gulp ( which was far more than the normal person ) before returning her unchanged gaze to him. ❛ Too easy, bud. Anything, you say? ❜
❛ mary mary, oh how i love my darling mary ! i’d do bloody anything for that girl. fuck anyone who underestimates her ! or doesn’t realise she’s, like, the BEST ! fuck ‘em. ❜
Who is a better friend? yours/mine
Who lies the most? yours/mine
Who swears the most? yours/mine
Who reads more? yours/mine
Who is more creative? yours/mine
Who is more troubled? yours/mine
Who has better morals? yours/mine
Send an emoji below + three (3) different characters / muses that my muse must pick from! Some choices are considered ns / fw.
💍 - fuck, marry, kill.
💎 - unsex, divorce, revive.
💋 - hug, cuddle, kiss.
💫 - fight, tickle, insult.
🦋 - befriend, adopt, ignore.
🥊 - pinch, slap, punch.
✨ - summon, banish, absorb.
🔗 - handcuff, tie up, pin down.
🦷 - lick, suck, bite.
🗳️ - vote for, vote against, run against.
☕ - get coffee with, go out to dinner with, steal their food.
💤 - sleep with fully clothed, sleep with in underwear, sleep with naked.
💰 - rob a bank with, hide a body with, rat out to the cops.
🚦 - be stuck in an elevator with, be stuck in traffic with, be stuck in the apocalypse with.
🎉 - hang out with, party with, ghost.
🔛 - make love to, have a quickie with, be rough / kinky with.
🍪 - make cookies for, make a five-course meal for, burn all their food.
🔪 - protect, attack, fight side-by-side with.
💬 - SEND IN YOUR OWN THREE OPTIONS NOT LISTED ABOVE!
❛ she wasn’t looking for a knight, she was looking for a sword. ❜
cis woman / she/her. ┊ if you’re looking for DORCAS MEADOWES, you’ll probably find HER in the SLYTHERIN dorm with the rest of the SEVENTH years. they’re the TWENTY year old PUREBLOOD who looks kind of like TATI GABRIELLE. they seem CLEVER, DETERMINED & ENTERPRISING to me, but apparently they’re also ARROGANT, SCRUTINISING & OBSTINATE. maybe that’s why they remind me of rolling eyes beneath pitch black sunglasses, half drunk glasses of red wine stained with red lipstick, a roaring lion now strangled with a quick slithering snake, stacks upon stacks of perfectly completed assignments, rolling through an empty and hollow mansion on dusty, old roller-skates, a permanent smirk on the large and important portrait that takes up half the wall.
links: stats, pinterest
character parallels: robin buckley (stranger things), britta perry (community), donna paulsen (suits), cassandra pressman (the society), jessica huang (fresh off the boat), piper chapman (orange is the new black)
triggers: nsfw
BACKGROUND
miss dorcas meadowes: one of a kind. not your classmate's younger sister’s tutor. not your friend’s cousin’s twin. not the girl who gave your friend head in a cupboard on the fourth floor. she’s dorcas - and she demands your attention.
dorcas has always been rather exceptional. from a young age she has shown herself to be far more advanced than anyone is ever expected to be - a prodigy, if you wish to put a label on it. she was walking and talking before her twin brother had even got a handle on crawling and she’s been muttering incantations from the age of five. she’s exceptionally talented at everything she attempts, perfecting complicated spells and maneuvers and twenty-letter words far before anyone expects her to. or at least, when she was younger it was a surprise. now she’ll be damned if you don’t know what she can do. but let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
mr and mrs meadowes were rather sweet parents. they were kind and softly spoken and damn good with a wand. they were so kind, in fact, that they pandered to dorcas’s rather big ego and always made sure she knew she was special, an extraordinary little girl. she was paraded at pureblood events as the best her generation had to offer, and even some of pureblood society’s greatest elitists had respect for the meadowes’ simply because of how exceptional their eldest daughter was. dorcas was proud, for a while - she loved her mother and father, and she loved her twin and their little sibling and it delighted her to know she could make this family known.
as she grew up, of course, her mother and father’s backbone started to show. though they wouldn’t announce it at parties or the like, they made sure their children knew that blood elitism was beneath them. they were accepting of anyone who deserved their respect, no matter what their blood lineage said about them. mr and mrs meadowes might not have been loud about that to the public, but dorcas certainly was - by the time she was ten, all the respect she had earnt from her fellow purebloods vanished as she made it widely known that she didn’t give a damn if you were muggleborn - she would love you just the same.
when dorcas started at hogwarts, no one was particularly surprised that she didn’t follow in her mother and brother’s footsteps of joining hufflepuff - though perhaps there was a certain expectation that she was a gryffindor, like her father. exactly fifty-two seconds after the hat was placed on her head, dorcas was inducted into the house of the snakes, and a part of her was disappointed. although she knew deep down that this was where she belonged (she’d always been ambitious, cunning, intelligent beyond compare), she had no particular wish to join the nasty children who had shunned her from pureblood society. she wouldn’t let them know of her disappointment, of course, in fact she would push to be the best witch that damned house had ever seen, but late at night sometimes, behind the curtains of her four-poster, she would wish she was with her brother, or even her knew friends - slytherin felt isolating.
it didn’t take long for dorcas to cement her in hogwarts’ popularity scale - right at the top. she was one of the brightest witches the school had seen in a long time, but she was also fun and loving and the life of hogwarts’ party scene. she might’ve had a head two sizes too big, but many believed she had deserved it. she topped every class she partook in, she was keeper for the slytherin quidditch team by her third year, and she’d even taken to tutoring students in the years above her. she was dorcas meadowes: exceptionally exceptional.
PERSONALITY & MISCELLANEOUS
if you couldn’t already tell, dorcas is incredibly arrogant. she’s talented at pretty much everything and she knows it. and she’ll tell you. some people resent her for it, whereas others just see it as a confidence they aspire towards. my hot take is she’s a dumbass.
she is of the undeniable belief that her word is gold and if you try and challenge that, you’re wrong. sometimes these beliefs are good, sometimes they’re questionable, but good luck trying to tell her that. she’s stubborn and obstinate and, yet again, super arrogant.
she’s incredibly ambitious, but don’t try and ask her what she wants to do once she graduates - she doesn’t know. of course the clearest path for her would be straight to the ministry, but there is not a bone in dorcas’s body that trusts politics. she believes the ministry of magic is as corrupt as they come and believes her talents would be wasted at such a place, but it’s difficult for her to conceive where else she’d be useful. she’s mcstruggling.
she adores her family a lot. try and mess with her twin and she’ll cut you. try and mess with their younger sibling and you’re dead. a family gal first and foremost!
she’s obviously talented at everything she does, but she has a particular gift for duelling - and she has every intention of using that to her advantage in the upcoming war. she hates pureblood supremacy and will fight tooth and nail to ensure that muggleborn’s can keep the rights they earned.
her empathy for muggleborn’s likely comes from the racism she experienced as a child. as a young black girl, even though the older pureblood’s were respectful of her and would shower her in compliments, it was almost always followed with ‘especially for a black girl’. not only that, but she had been isolated for the colour of her skin when she was a child, away from the other young kids, as they would often say they were ‘scared’ of her. this discrimination she feels can be likened to what muggleborn’s experience, and for that reason, she is particularly loud about her stance - something about it just hits a little too close to home for her.
pansexual but tired of men.
a bit of a serial dater, she finds it hard to settle down. it’s not that she doesn’t believe in monogamy, she’s just so hard to keep up with and she knows that and there’s so few people who can calm her down, but it’s what she needs.
