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[blondsnake]

#shane madej once again being the most relatable person

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#( ᴵᵀ ᴵˢ ᴵᴺᶜᴿᴱᴰᴵᴮᴸᵞ ᴸᴼᴺᴱᴸᵞ ᴮᴱᴵᴺᴳ ᴰᴿᴬᶜᴼ ᴹᴬᴸᶠᴼᵞ ) / * isms .

[blondsnake]

Naomi Shihab Nye, “The Rider.” Fuel

#( ᴵᵀ ᴵˢ ᴵᴺᶜᴿᴱᴰᴵᴮᴸᵞ ᴸᴼᴺᴱᴸᵞ ᴮᴱᴵᴺᴳ ᴰᴿᴬᶜᴼ ᴹᴬᴸᶠᴼᵞ ) / * isms .

[blondsnake]

“ what a truly creepy way to put things, “ he matched their own tone, not a smirk but not quite a frown. he did his best to guage the person standing beside them, hands shoved deep into pockets and giving off his signature air that said i’m draco malfoy, and i’m definitely meant to be here. the truth wasn’t as simple. even if he knew knockturn alley, he was still nearing the danger zone. tempest so happened to be currently occupying it.

“ are you often lurking in dark alleys giving out directions, then ? “ he asked with a tilt of his own head, not perturbed, no, but quite curious by nature, even if it wasn’t for the best.

𝖑𝖔𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓: adjacent to the candlelight vigil 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖘: open / @startertms​  !

lurking in a side street that leads to knockturn alley, tempest watches the procession – their eyes are sharp even as their face relaxes into a lazy sort of curiosity. she didn’t know judy well ( she wasn’t sure if anyone did, really  ) but it was easy to see themselves in the thinly-spread web of connections she could see gathered. it was disturbingly introspective to think about never letting anyone close, so the face approaching is a welcome distraction.

“wrong way.” stepping out of the shadow of the archway to stand in the other’s path, tempest’s heart settles itself ( a branch reaching out / the reliability of human interaction, pure and simple ) as their smile turns sardonic. “judy wouldn’t want you getting lost.”

#( ᴹᴼᵁᵀᴴ ᶠᵁᴸᴸ ᴼᶠ ᵂᴴᴵᵀᴱ ᴸᴵᴱˢ ) / * threads .

[blondsnake]

closed starter / @witchbiitches​ !

“ be honest with me here, pans, “ he drinks from his glass in a manner both quite unlike his upbringing and much expected of his nature, nearly gulping down the liquid while still managing to look somewhat natural. they were only a few hours in, AND DRACO WOULD SAY THAT HE IS NOT EXACTLY HOPING FOR THEIR WIN. “ how committed are you to, say, charity ? “ he’ll admit it ― wand to head, he could not tell you what charity this event even was for. celestina warbeck ? she was quite dead, as far as he was aware. maybe it was a scholarship auction, or something for children in need. when the question is even danced around in topic of conversation, draco tends to fall back on some sort of ‘ oh, charity... how amazing. can i elaborate ? no. ‘ they both were not exactly uncompetitive people, that came with the nature of the slytherin house, but he wasn’t exactly the type for physical work. “ like, on a scale of one to ten. ten being... no, draco, you can’t go off to find someone to bribe. “

#( ᴰᴿᴬᶜᴼ ᴸᵁᶜᴵᵁˢ ᴹᴬᴸᶠᴼᵞ ᶠᵀ ) / * pansy parkinson . #( ᴹᴼᵁᵀᴴ ᶠᵁᴸᴸ ᴼᶠ ᵂᴴᴵᵀᴱ ᴸᴵᴱˢ ) / * threads . #( ˢᴼ ᵂᴴᵞ ᴰᴵᴰ ᴵ ᴰᴼ ᴵᵀ ) / * closed starter . #⁽ ᴱⱽᴱᴺᵀ ¹⁶ ⁾ / * danceathon .

[blondsnake]

‘ i never argue. i just explain why i’m right. ’ / @hubriistic​ !

“ YOU NEVER ARGUE ? “ he tries his best to look suitably aghast at the phrase, but amusement does leak into his tone a bit. he can’t help it. as much as he and mafalda do bicker, underneath the lot of it is a friendship. “ you’re the most argumentative person i know. and i know my mum. “

#( ᴰᴿᴬᶜᴼ ᴸᵁᶜᴵᵁˢ ᴹᴬᴸᶠᴼᵞ ᶠᵀ ) / * mafalda prewett . #( ᴹᴼᵁᵀᴴ ᶠᵁᴸᴸ ᴼᶠ ᵂᴴᴵᵀᴱ ᴸᴵᴱˢ ) / * threads . #( ˢᴼ ᵂᴴᵞ ᴰᴵᴰ ᴵ ᴰᴼ ᴵᵀ ) / * closed starter .

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a pleased smile and a satisfied nod of her head, to be regarded like so is a considerable achievement even if it was only just draco’s voice amongst the others. “i’m quite happy to know that our years away from school has not reduced your good judgement by one bit.” daphne quips, perhaps a little too pleased with his agreement. “but you ought to have a little more faith in yourself. i mean, it would not be awful to have two voices of reason.” frankly speaking, they probably need it.

“ oh, surely it’s only improved upon them. i wouldn’t trust seventeen-year-old with me dog sitting, “ that was just the truth. THOUGH HE HAS ALWAYS LOVED ANIMALS, truthfully, he did prefer reptiles. seventeen-year-old daphne, however, he thinks would be much more proficient at something of the sort. she had always been reasonable. draco, on the other hand, was rarely such a thing. “ if we are to have two, i’d recommend pansy for the job, still. “

#( ᴰᴿᴬᶜᴼ ᴸᵁᶜᴵᵁˢ ᴹᴬᴸᶠᴼᵞ ᶠᵀ ) / * daphne greengrass . #( ᴹᴼᵁᵀᴴ ᶠᵁᴸᴸ ᴼᶠ ᵂᴴᴵᵀᴱ ᴸᴵᴱˢ ) / * threads .

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" don't worry, password. i'm insecure too. " / @chhochang​​ !

“ PROFESSIONALLY, fuck this charm cabinet, “ draco hit the end of his hand against it again, forgoing any sort of gentleness anymore. it was where they kept certain ingredients and potions locked up, but the charm applied to protect them was so old and obviously poorly done that it rarely ever actually opened, even when given the correct password. he had half the mind to completely rid of the thing, deposit it off at some second-hand store or even see if his mother had any taste for stupidly stubborn cabinets, but the owner was insistent that it worked well enough. DRACO WAS PROFICIENT AT CHARMS. whatever was applied to this was not exactly charming, however. he grunted again, kicking the leg of the old thing, and sighed. “ it will work. it just fucking hates me, really. mafalda says it’s my vibes — maybe you could try it. “ it wasn’t exactly shop policy, but he didn’t exactly give a shit.

#i was halfway thru writing this #when i realized it was talking abt username passwords #so. congratulations. here u go #( ᴰᴿᴬᶜᴼ ᴸᵁᶜᴵᵁˢ ᴹᴬᴸᶠᴼᵞ ᶠᵀ ) / * cho chang . #( ᴹᴼᵁᵀᴴ ᶠᵁᴸᴸ ᴼᶠ ᵂᴴᴵᵀᴱ ᴸᴵᴱˢ ) / * threads . #( ˢᴼ ᵂᴴᵞ ᴰᴵᴰ ᴵ ᴰᴼ ᴵᵀ ) / * closed starter .

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‘ i think i speak for all of us, just in general. ’  / @halcyonhopes​ !

“ i don’t know about all of that... “ he drawelled slowly, resting his chin onto his hands as he started at daphne from across one of the kitchen counters. he blew idly at the cup of coffee in front of him. they were supposed to leave to meet with the rest of their friends minutes ago, but draco was barely ready. “ i think... ACTUALLY, maybe it should be you. i don’t think i’d trust any of us with all that. not even myself. “

#i hope this is ok!!! #( ᴰᴿᴬᶜᴼ ᴸᵁᶜᴵᵁˢ ᴹᴬᴸᶠᴼᵞ ᶠᵀ ) / * daphne greengrass . #( ᴹᴼᵁᵀᴴ ᶠᵁᴸᴸ ᴼᶠ ᵂᴴᴵᵀᴱ ᴸᴵᴱˢ ) / * threads . #( ˢᴼ ᵂᴴᵞ ᴰᴵᴰ ᴵ ᴰᴼ ᴵᵀ ) / * closed starter .

[blondsnake]

the  malfoy  family  captured  by  a  daily  prophet  photographer  at  a  recent  fundraising  event.  

ft.   @dolors   &   @blondsnake   ! 

#( ᴾᴱᴿᶠᴱᶜᵀᴸʸ ᴴᴬᴾᴾʸ & ᴵᴿᴿᴱⱽᴼᶜᴬᴮᴸʸ ᵀᴿᴬᴳᴵᶜ ) / * ft malfam . #I LOVE THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!

[blondsnake]

nox heights : @chhochang​ !

#nox.heights #nox.memenight

[blondsnake]

nox heights : @spelltorn​​ !

#nox.heights #nox.memenight #WHY IS T HIS SNEDING ME

[blondsnake]

nox heights : blo’s muses​​ !

#short king regulus supremacy #nox.heights #nox.memenight

[blondsnake]

sentences starters , heights  !

#( ᴿᴱᴮᴱᴸ ᴵˢ ᴺᴼᵀ ᴬ ᴰᴵᴿᵀᵞ ᵂᴼᴿᴰ ) / * meme .

[blondsnake]

“ oh, i’ll take you ! “ draco said with a wide-beamed smile, leaning down to get closer to paloma’s level, crouching with his arms resting on his knees and nodding his head very seriously. HE’S NOT GOOD WITH CHILDREN. no one in slytherin gang seems to have much charm when it comes to them. he doesn’t like them to a fault ; half of it is only child syndrome and the other half is a general distaste for openly expressed emotions. pansy was much the same way, and if he wasn’t already fully aware of the situation at hand, he’d surely be alarmed at the prospect of her simply finding a random child on the street. ( though, considering it, if a lone child was to wander up to draco on the street, he cannot trust he’d be the best to handle such a situation. )

the only child he had much experience with was probably teddy, and that was sparse at that. HE WAS AN ONLY CHILD, and he liked it that way. he wasn’t exactly a child-friendly sort of person, not by a longshot, really. even now, rings covering his fingers and wearing varying shades of black, he looked like a prime example of stranger danger ― or at least he would, if draco wasn’t also ungodly tall and lanky, and looked about as threatening as a stop sign. “ did you get that from a parenting book ? rather great line, “ he asked pansy this time, straightening out and completely disregarding the child at hand. it was easy, as four year olds were so tiny they almost evaded his line of sight, and he didn’t really want to think about things such as how sticky paloma’s hands probably were ( what is it with children and being naturally sticky ? ). “ it makes me glad we’re the same age. what would you do if i was younger ? threaten me with crossing the street without looking both ways ? “

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍:   diagon alley   !

 pansy parkinson didn’t do favours. she didn’t freely sacrifice her time to help a stranger in need without getting something from it, and she didn’t loan a coworker anything unless she had the guarantee of seeing it again. above all, she didn’t babysit, no matter the crisis. children made her uncomfortable ( & left her feeling MORE unsure than she liked to be ), and it had been made abundantly clear long before her sister had ten fingers & ten toes that they could never rely on her for childcare. unless there was money involved. unless, for example, the threat of a revoked allowance was issued, or, as it were, the promise of an increase was made. fear was the better motivator, but heath parkinson had never been a very good businessman. a substantial number of galleons was bound for her vault by end of day, and that was how pansy had ended up here : dragging a four year old along on a trip to diagon alley. it wasn’t going well.

as expected, she wouldn’t stay still. pansy had bought her a little bag of sweets when she’d asked & made conversation with her as they walked. she wasn’t treating her unkindly, or letting her run riot : but the little witch was only four, and she only had to take her eyes off her for a moment ( the time it took to open a snap from draco / to ponder whether a necklace in a shop window would look good around her neck / to issue a request to a server on a coffee stand ) for her to dart away, thoughtlessly. as she strode forward to stop her from disappearing into yet another crowd - slipping her phone into her work jacket, adjusting the hold on her shopping bag - pansy decided then & there that it was time for some tough love. “paloma,” she admonished, reaching forward to grab her hand, “i’ve told you to stay with me. if you run away again, i’m going to let them TAKE you.” you see, pansy wasn’t her father, and fear was a better motivator : she had no problem gesturing to the nearest bystander and using them as a threat, and from the way paloma gripped her hand tighter, she felt it had worked WONDERS. straightening up and flashing a smile that was all teeth, she directed her next words to them, “we wouldn’t want that to happen, would we?” 

#( ᴰᴿᴬᶜᴼ ᴸᵁᶜᴵᵁˢ ᴹᴬᴸᶠᴼᵞ ᶠᵀ ) / * pansy parkinson . #( ᴹᴼᵁᵀᴴ ᶠᵁᴸᴸ ᴼᶠ ᵂᴴᴵᵀᴱ ᴸᴵᴱˢ ) / * threads .

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𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐅𝐎𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐃 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄 :

ft . narcissa malfoy, lucius malfoy ( in spirit, because he’s in straight up jail ), moldy voldy, the world’s best aunt, & knobby the house elf  ! cowritten with rachel.

part one  /  part two .

#nox.task #( ᴴᴱ ᴵᴺᴴᴱᴿᴵᵀᴱᴰ ᴴᴵˢ ᴹᴼᵀᴴᴱᴿˢ ᶜᴴᴬᴿᴹ ) / * ft narcissa . #I LOVE YOU<33333 #read part 2 just skip p1

[blondsnake]

closed event starter / @chacswins​ !

“ I REALLY DON’T THINK I SHOULD BE HERE, “ he admitted rather candidly. draco also desperately didn’t want to be here, but when his parents asked him to go to events like these, it wasn’t a request but rather a demand. ( and they didn’t ask much of him, all things considered. DIDN’T MEAN HE HAD TO ENJOY HIMSELF. ) skirting the outer edges and trying to find some part of himself that held any respect for the dead, he’d been failing to not cause a scene just by existing, but on the bright side of things, had not begun to heckle a casket, so he considered that a win. “ she loathed me. i’m quite honestly worried about being struck by lightning. she didn’t predict that, though, so ━ well, neither did she predict this, huh ? “ he hid his laugh with a cough. he didn’t want the other to get the wrong idea, though. that idea being that he believed in any way that sybill had ‘ the sight. ‘

#whomever ur heart desires #( ᴹᴼᵁᵀᴴ ᶠᵁᴸᴸ ᴼᶠ ᵂᴴᴵᵀᴱ ᴸᴵᴱˢ ) / * threads . #( ˢᴼ ᵂᴴᵞ ᴰᴵᴰ ᴵ ᴰᴼ ᴵᵀ ) / * closed starter . #⁽ ᴱⱽᴱᴺᵀ ¹⁴ ⁾ / * sybills funeral .

[blondsnake]

closed event starters / @tiimetvrners​ !

“ theo, do you know i love you ? “ draco wasn’t drunk at this party that was adjacent to a funeral party. no, no, he was absolutely blasted. he leaned against theo, looking rather odd considering the fact that he was as tall as he was. “ one of my oldest mates... really, “ he continued, gesturing with his arms. it was at this point he realized the water bottle in his hand was still there and took a long drink from it, looking as if he was dying of thirst. “ KEEPING THIS IN MIND, “ he told theo rather seriously, “ i have lost my phone, wand, and keys somewhere in here. and i can’t see anything, so i need help. “ didn’t muggles pray to saints when they lost things ? should he pray to sybill ? dear professor trelawney, i know you hated me, and i know i pregamed your funeral, but if you could be a massive mate...

#( ᴰᴿᴬᶜᴼ ᴸᵁᶜᴵᵁˢ ᴹᴬᴸᶠᴼᵞ ᶠᵀ ) / * theodore nott . #( ᴹᴼᵁᵀᴴ ᶠᵁᴸᴸ ᴼᶠ ᵂᴴᴵᵀᴱ ᴸᴵᴱˢ ) / * threads . #( ˢᴼ ᵂᴴᵞ ᴰᴵᴰ ᴵ ᴰᴼ ᴵᵀ ) / * closed starter . #⁽ ᴱⱽᴱᴺᵀ ¹⁴ ⁾ / * sybills funeral . #alcohol tw