dorcas meadowes as inspired by @killedbyvoldemort

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dorcas meadowes as inspired by @killedbyvoldemort
“ @killedbyvoldemort || s.c.
The air is thick and dense, as if the world is clouded by the stand off between the,. If it always like this -- in every world, in every UNIVERSE they end up faced with the kinds of dilemmas that don’t make sense to others. She thinks she is threatening him, but really she is just fueling his fire.
“ if you leave NOW, you get nothing. ”
“ I adore you. ”
@killedbyvoldemort sent ❛ i’m not making enough boys nervous ❜ ALWAYS ACCEPTING [ X ]
“ are you serious, i don’t know if i can even think of a single boy in the castle who you don’t make incredibly nervous. hell, most of the professors are on edge around you at this point. will you ever be satisfied? ”
💬 : generated starter for @killedbyvoldemort
❛ she's been missing since friday and you're not worried? ❜ she would be surprised if she didn’t know dorcas. in reality, she’s just disappointed.
Back home, people speak of Shego in grave tones and whispered reverence--- fear and some level of respect palatable in every room she enters. Here, in a dingy pub across the Atlantic, she’s just another stranger. An American with the privilege of anonymity.
On a normal day, she would have shunned the idea of being less. But a woman sits across the room with a knife-sharp slant to her mouth, and the mercenary can’t help but stare. Study the way her own pulse dies when their eyes meet for the first time.
Without prompt or reason, Shego picks up her purse and walks to the bar. Sits herself close enough to catch the scent of gunmetal and destruction.
Her blood rushes through her veins as she drags her tongue across her teeth.
“What’s a girl gotta do to get a drink ‘round these parts?”
@killedbyvoldemort ♡
@killedbyvoldemort liked the starter call ~
“ You just out here to look pretty or are you going to be useful and jump in the lake with me? “ James asked her, tossing down a burgundy-colored towel next to Dorcas. It was one of the two months a year where it wasn’t frigid and James was going to take the warmest day this year so far as a sign -- he should do it. He should swim. Normally, it was just a little dangle of legs into the cool waters.. but not today.
@killedbyvoldemort liked for a starter.
❛ can you not do anything ridiculous for five minutes? ❜