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harry wasn't sure what he'd expected to happen after their night spent together. honestly, the fact that things even went so far in the first place still felt like a dream and with malfoy acting as though they didn't exist, the young wix was questioning whether or not it'd even happened at all. he didn't set out to find malfoy and cadmus though he wasn't exactly pleased with what he saw, the jealousy that bubbled up within him was a new and unwelcome sensation. fuck fawley. with his stupid perfect teeth and perfect body. he was a better match for the slytherin, that was for certain. when emerald orbs fell onto the other sitting alone, he wasn't sure what to say or what to do, yet he found his legs reacting on a mind of their own, making their way toward the other wizard. brows knit into a furrow when bright hues spot a bright hickey on malfoy's neck and harry's pretty sure that makes him angrier than the actual hooking up. who the fuck did cadmus think he was? harry shot the other a glare and gestured toward his neck, " real fucking classy. " he grumbled, though in actuality he was jealous that it wasn't from him. harry eyed the sill before making the decision to climb up though it wasn't graceful seeing as he was vertically challenged. he settled into position, casting gaze out toward the open sky, silently pleading for the shadows to just engulf him so he wouldn't have to deal with this. whatever feelings he's having toward malfoy. " avoiding me doesn't change anything. "
LESS THAN ZERO, he has felt this way all his life. these emotions went hand and hand with jealousy, they fed off one another and from time to time ever so short-lived since last year when he created his first horcrux, he still felt the green-eyed monster — not as bad. though it made him reflect on his years in hogwarts, how pathetic he happened to be the first three years in hogwarts, and how it all came back to one factor, potter. first-year pied him for a weasley, same year begun to worship at the feet of wood — UGH ! and doesn't even touch on diggery — dark lord could've done him a favour by killing the puffle prince. not so lucky. what he was getting at it was potter's turn to be bitten with the jealousy bug. and if it didn't bite him then draco would force it upon the other.
the darkness encroached on those usually brilliantly bright emerald hues, it made him rub his own lips together, re-tasting tobacco and a mint he must've had after sharing salvia with cadmus. he found this side of potter to be dangerously attractive, made him look less saint-like. for a moment, draco wasn't sure what riled the other feathers so much until the gesture to his neck. ❝ like YOU would know anything about CLASS. ❞ he nonchalantly spoke, brought the flitter back between his lips taking another drag. ❝ by all means, do just come and join me, ❞ annoyance echoed in his voice as all the fair wizard wanted was a moment of peace to smoke, having to bend his leg tighter to his chest to accompany the other's size. ❝ not you but your ginger snap of a boyfriend... ❞ he cleared his throat mimicking that of one. ❝ sorry, i meant to say best mate. ❞
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after silence had befallen between the two rivals ? lovers ? enemies ? not even merlin knows what these two are. casting a glare over harry, he tapped the ash out of the slipped-open pane. ❝ should've obliviated you that night. ❞ trying to push the other way with harsh words, probably one of the best nights draco has had in years but he had to distance himself... right ? because he has seen first head the dark lord getting into wix' head to search for anything to use against them before taking their own control away and then ending them. turning to look back out the window, bringing his other leg up on the sill... making himself as small as possible, half expecting the other to storm off in a huff.
Misfits 1.02
continued from 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄. @lcnebcnes
somewhere deep down in the crevasse of his chest cavity, withered remains of his heart, he felt remorse for her and the situation that had befallen upon her family. he'd put the fault on astoria for his dealings with mud-puff, she had for certain gotten under his skin and maybe he had become fond of her... seeing as he felt revealed to have heard she managed to free herself from suffering the same fate as her parents. ❝ she ain't down there, ❞ he spoke gently to her, stepping up one more stair as his hand came out a bit as if to guide her to turn around. draco's lips twitched downwards, pressing his palm on her back to coax her to follow him, mainly he didn't want her to hear the jokes on her family's behalf which draco found tasteless, hence him leaving the common room.
❝ in this state, imma walk you to the puffs coms. ❞ he grumbled over the murmurs coming from below in the den of snakes. they only claimed a few stairs before he eased to a stop, mid-step and therefore making them stomp which echoed downward. light grind from his teeth, clenching out his jaw before he gently nudged for her to continue up the stairs. ❝ you and i both know it's easier to believe a lie then face the truth, suzy. ❞ he retorted, continuing to lure her further away from the snakes. ❝ c'mon think we both might be in need for a cuppa. ❞
with a hop in his step, he's settling down beside draco, the space between them minimal, " well you'll have the chance to have someone as good looking as myself on your arm for starters. " cadmus purred, batting his lashes in a way that seemed to get him every part he auditioned for. " we're two of the best looking blokes at this school. " that slytherin vanity never failed to shine through though that was how cad got by. good looks and charm. " you don't have anyone you want to make jealous? " while the two weren't close, he heard whispers of him and a certain potter. and also whatever he had going on between him and pansy. " besides, do a convincing job and i'll throw in a mind blowing orgasm as a way of saying thanks. " half teasing, half not as he threw malfoy a wink.
a snarl coiled his upper lip from the lack of personal space, not to mention the sheer audacity or stupidity that made this fourth-year even try to talk to him. cadmus indeed striking in looks lacked something, most lacked something these days to pique draco's interests. " modest in your delusional state, i see. " he didn't take the cheese, neither had he got up from their shared closeness with one another either. warning tilt of his head, he raised a brow challenging the other, fawley had malfoy beat on vanity — it would be the younger slytherin's downfall. ❝ now—now, ❞ draco's hand clapped down on cadmus' thigh. ❝ we both know who is best looking in all of hogwarts. who is it ? ❞ giving the other a reassuring pat on his thigh, seeing if he could get the other slytherin to falter. good looks and charm alone usually got many on draco's notch list, half surprised cadmus hadn't yet made that list... he'll have to work a wee bit harder for draco to bite him.
this time his left eye twitched they merely on first name bases in draco's head, curiosity killed the cat and well, draco killed curiosity. ❝ what makes you think i need to make anyone jealous ? i mean look at me. everyone envies me or wants to get with me. ❞ his pride getting the best of him now.
it would be a distraction certainly for him, bit put to bed those pesky rumours about him and potter. a bend in his elbow allowed him to touch his face, knuckle dusting just under his bottom lip, weighing out all the pros and cons. ❝ hmm, how's this i'll entertain this charade until i get bored, ❞ draco's eyes stormed over, darkening by the second, and slithered a smirk on his lips. ❝ we may or may not fuck if you play your cards right. ❞
𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 : open .
𝐖𝐇𝐎 : ron and anyone !
𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 : the great hall during the feast 🍗
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what was the best part of coming back to hogwarts for the fifth year in a row ? not the celebration, the sorting hat for the first years , or even seeing his fellow gryffindors in the beloved castle . it was the feast and it’s delectable food of course , and ron was one of the first to appreciate the savory tastes .
with chicken bones freshly cleaned of meat , ron satisfyingly sucked the last of its juices off his thumb . eyeing the table for what potential plate he should try at next , he caught a particular face staring at him . ❝ what ? ❞ he said , staring back rather bewildered .
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round and round the celebrations went, not one being able to exist without the other, OUROBOROS. all of it, draco had become beyond fed up though that could be because he is sat directly across from the worst weasly in his opinion, two voids where someone should be sat on both tables — merlin he wished anyone to be in that space. certainly had turned him off his own supper. if anyone needed a suppressant for their appetite they need not look no further then witnessing weasley inhale a chicken right off the bone.
draco coldly snickers, tapping his silver fork against the plate which has nothing on it, not a drop of anything, completely untouched aside from tap of his fork. ❝ what indeed , ❞ he said, not breaking eye contact nor tap of metal on porcelain. ❝ been trying to figure that out for the past four years, i've known you... ❞ he narrowed his greys revulsion mirroring in them. under the table, however, his wand pointed in the direction of ron, distracting the redhead was easy all draco had to do was breath in his direction. to plant a nice little treat for his fellow classmate. and so a childish remark sprung from his lips. ❝ realisation is you are a subspecies of nifflers. getting you prepared for when they ship you back to the zoo, weasel-bee. ❞
𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜 : 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 for 𝒟𝓇𝓊𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 ℳ𝒶𝓁𝒻𝑜𝓎 ! @cursedheroes 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 : slytherin's common room. 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 : MERLIN ONLY KNOWS.
ever since he could remember his mother had yearned for a daughter, a little girl she could dress up and show off to anyone with eyes on her beautiful daughter. so, when she got the daughter she hoped for. nothing stood between her and druella, not even his father could wedge his prejudiced thoughts onto her, she protected dru as much as draco did from the siblings' father. and it was nice to see their mother stand up for them against him. when a parcel delivered by owl came, he of course took it even if addressed to the pair of them. just in case his father sent it... it would've been destroyed. BUT it was from their mother, some winter dresses for dru - certain it was from his own mother's youth and her homemade apple toffee candies.
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so, he set up something from home for his sister — not as good as dobby's handy work it would do two dark hot chocolates and their mother's toffee candies. deciding to go off his diet for one day, after all, it was the start of a new term. awaiting his sister's arrival, the thought she had headed off to bed early did come to mind briefly. yes, he hadn't been sleeping properly but even he knew it was too early for her to turn in. an arm stretched out across the back of the couch, he glanced over his shoulder at what seemed like the perfect timing. ❝ am i going to have to enforce a curfew on you, dru ? ❞ offering up a subtle smile, gesturing with his finger for her to come over.
𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜 : 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 for 𝙶𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚢 ! @spicedhcrt 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 : just outside the room of requirements. 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 : MERLIN ONLY KNOWS.
two horcruxes adorned upon slender fingers, his own and riddle's on the opposite hand, the marvolo gaunt's ring on his right-hand middle finger, on show against dark chocolate ringlet locks of some nameless ravenclaw, all he knew was she's a sixth-year and pureblood. in hopes it would crush the rumours about him and harry, he need not it get too out of hand as it'll damage his reputation and honestly, worst case the dark lord finds out... then he's royally FUCKED. so, aggressively the pair were in the midst of a heated moment which was rudely interrupted by another. part of him didn't want to stop but with the girl's hands pressing lightly against his chest, he pulled away and shot daggers in the interrupter's direction. draco groaned out at the sight of the weasley girl.
he removed her leg from his hip, ripped away her hands from his body, literally disregarding the woman whom had had his ever-so-fleeting attention. ❝ your timing is impeccable, ❞ draco grumbled out, stepping over to her to tower over her, of course to make her feel small as no doubt in his mind she'd blab to her friends . ❝ you weasley, should take over the squib's job. ❞
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𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜 : 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 for 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 ! @cursedheroes 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 : corridor adjacent to room of requirements. 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 : MERLIN ONLY KNOWS.
division to isolate himself from the electric atmosphere, the buzz of it all haze and blurred into one momentous period, leaving him exhausted and mentally drained. personally, he was blaming fawley for such the life out of him as if he was a bloody dementor, not that he minded and even entertain it until he grew bored. it felt suffocating in that room and not to mention the sickly sweet scent of the weasley's twins box of horrors, so he left.
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perched on a cement nook, one leg bent up to fit in the narrow spot against the tall narrow window, the closest panel was open in order for him to be able to smoke in peace. peace it was up until a raven-haired wix came into his stormy hue view thus causing him to roll them, to look back out the window, lips were still swollen and redden, cigarette between them to take a long drag. ❝ piss off, potter. ❞ blowing out smoke in his general direction imitating a dragon whilst he watched the raindrops slide, drip, and hit the stained glass. ❝ i'm not in the MOOD. ❞ he warned half-heartily, shifting his weight to get more comfortable on the sill. having dodged potter since the night of the party, he had been avoiding the other on purpose.
A tendency toward obsession was hardwired into his brain and would likely be his undoing if he couldn't learn to outsmart it.
DREW STARKEY as TREVOR in HELLRAISER (2022) dir. DAVID BRUCKNER
𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜 : 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 for ℒ𝓊𝓃𝒶 ℒ𝑜𝓋𝑒𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹 ! @wxtchisms 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 : grand staircase. 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 : 1900.
there he stood on the bifurcated in all his glory, robe draped from his shoulders and down his length, proudly loosen tie around his neck, and the top buttons were undone as it has been a while not to mention the stiffness in the collar. his elbows had long found their home on the banister as he leaned in completely to people-watching, getting absorbed by it. how three flights down was a handful of first-year gryffindors stranded, that about six flights above him he had caught hogwarts' infamously annoying squib, and who was no doubt trying to cut off the two love-puffs whom were so entangled in each other's throats they wouldn't see him coming. DISGUSTING.
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when his bifurcated began to move, draco stood and turned. fate shall have it this evening as he comes face to face with luna's stairs and the fair-haired wizard took to the stairs to be on the same one as she. ❝ are we lost little moon phase ? ❞ he lightly coaxed her before coming up the side of her to stand beside her. ❝ thought we had a date at lunch — ❞ he leaned down to her side, lightly did he smile to let her know he wasn't mad or annoyed. honestly, allowed him to catch up on some potions reading. ❝ had pie all over my face. ❞ he joked as he leaned his hand out on the banister for support of the movement. ❝ thought the nargles had taken you away. ❞
" HEY UH. do you mind pretending like we're dating for the next . . . few-ish minutes. " the slytherin began, eyes were wide as saucers as he rubbed the back of his neck, desperation evident in his tone, " my ex is here and uh. i'm not in the mood to deal with them. "
everything felt right in the world, at least briefly from the moment he adorned his robes to walking in the great hall, it felt like home... the closest he'll get and so, he breathed it all in. everything shattered by the time fawley's voice grated into his eardrums, he flopped on the bench, legs straddle the wood as his harden stare pierced the other. ❝ what's in it for me, fawley ? ❞ he asked, his head heavy tilting over to left, sizing up the other pureblood before a mirco shake of his head brought him to life. ❝ don't bore me with your woe-me story. ❞ he flattened the other, not caring about the reasoning but more about what he could gain from this experience... or he could turn it into a social experiment for fun, spite and overall sheer boredom.
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❝ can't be seen lowering my standards for you, unless it's worth my wild. ❞ he gestured with his hand for cadmus to go on. ❝ this is where you bargain with me, ❞ draco leaned across the other to snatch up a green apple.