#draco aesthetic

[motherearthlovesus]

the way they would enjoy keeping you up way too late

dragonott moodboard! eep my favs <3

[gravity-valley]

Draco for dark green!

This is part of a collab I’m doing with @namesaretomainstream called rainbow of moodboards so check them out too!!

[blairmalfoyxo]

Dating Draco Malfoy a aesthetic ✨✨

✨You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece ✨

-picture source: pinterest

[lunaduskxo]

Happy Birthday to our favorite witch. 💫

[academic-vampire]

ℌ𝔬𝔤𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔰 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔩𝔬𝔴 𝔡𝔞𝔶𝔰, 𝔱𝔬𝔬.

[inksoakedparchment]

HOW YOUR LOVE LOOKS LIKE WITH THEM - SLYTHERIN BOYS

THEODORE NOTT:

MATTHEO RIDDLE:

LORENZO BERKSHIRE:

DRACO MALFOY:

BLAISE ZABINI:

TOM RIDDLE:

taglist: @sunkissedscribbles @kandis-mom @idkkkkkkk123lgb @nottslvttt

im alive btw

[apparentlytheproblem]

s w e a t e r w e a t h e r

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- Draco Malfoy

a/n: so this one is based on a situation I've been in which had me bawling, crying and literally dying. I also saw something similar on Pinterest and I thought why not? requests are always open, love, teddy

requested- yes

warnings- none i hope

You found yourself in the edge of the black lake sprawled on a fuzzy blanket with all sorts of delights, giggling and laughing with a blonde Slytherin over something absolutley preposterous, the idea or to be more specific, the rumors between you and a Malfoy.

The evening was crisp already, the last of sunset just a fading pale stripe in the sky. Evening shadows deepened into blue and purple. the wind was icy and withering, it sent chills down your back.

"c'mon, its almost time for bed luv"

love. love? did he just call me love? am I okay?

"yeah, let's head back" you assented.

a cold wind swept past the both of you, Draco's eyes bumped together in a scowl and his nystagmic eyes hadn't missed anything. All he was waiting for was an ask and maybe a pretty please too.

"would it be alright if i borrow your sweater?"

their eyes my god, as if I'd say no, fuckin damn

"it would be more than alright sweetheart"

fuck. sweetheart? is he tryna kill me? what does he want? oh god

His fingers gripped the ends of the sweater covering his abdomen and quickly pulled his sweater of green and silver and handed it to her.

it was loose to say the least, but you loved it almost as much as he loved seeing you in it. it smelt of mahogany apples which he loved so much.

Draco towered over, trying to roll the sleeves for you, and grabbed your palm and began to walk as if he wasn't absolutley panicking inside.

"it smells like you"

[moonyandtoasts]

For all of my Drarry fans ❤️

Quite an unusual content for my acc I’d say since I’m not a drarry fan myself but recently I got a dm on Instagram suggesting I re-draw my old Wolfstar hands artwork into a drarry one so here is a quick sketch of them two 😌

[oi-what-the-fuck]

Slytherin as chaotic academia

running late for the train

messy notes (no color coding just black pen with green notes on the sides)

candles and loose pages on the desk

chugging butterbear

shopping at borgin and burkes on school trips

no all nighter just straight up sleeping for 12 hours

eating in class (you didn't make it for breakfast bc who tf wakes up at 7am to get ready)

slughorn and flitwick fan for life

dates in the forbidden forest with your lover

excelling in DADA and potions (but nearly failing muggle studies)

falling asleep on the astronomy tower

howlers

sneaking into restricted section

making bets on who gets the highest grade (and winning, there's no such thing as too many galleons)

rearranging your dorm decor at 1am

duelling for fun

(pics from pinterest, credits to owners)

[motherearthlovesus]

theo nott is a dick to you - but this time it’s on a yacht!

pairings: theo nott x reader, draco x pansy, mattheo x everyone, tom riddle x reader

warnings: 18+, asshole theo

moodboard: link

summary: forced to attend blaise's yacht party, you expected boredom - not a soaked dress, lost cigarettes, and theo nott's infuriating smirk.

Pansy had dragged you along to yet another one of Blaise’s yacht parties. You had been resistant when she first suggested attending the party that morning, but she wore you down over the day. She picked out a dress for you and promised to pay for the uber there and back, so you finally relented. The whole ordeal was more trouble than it was worth, especially for a party that Blaise seemingly throws every other week, but as you stepped onto the yacht, the warm salty sunset wrapped around you like a protective cloak and the rhythmic lapping of water against the hull quietened the buzzing in your mind.

You watched as Pansy’s eyes locked with Draco’s. She turned to you, widened her eyes in excitement and gave your hand a firm squeeze before walking away to Draco, who was patting his lap. They became immediately immersed in their usual banter, their voices low and teasing, filled with electric tension that crackled like the distant murmurs of cicadas on shore.

The boat’s deck was illuminated by the sunset and soft lights, together they casted a glow on the partygoers, making their laughter and flirting seem almost magical. Enzo and his effortless charm were the centre of attention as he mixed cocktails. His movements were smooth and confident, each shake of the cocktail shaker accompanied by a breezy smile that made the giggling girls surrounding him, lean in closer. At the other end of the deck, Blaise and Mattheo lounged on long couches. Despite having a girl under each arm but Mattheo, seemed to disregard their presence as his gaze wandered over the crowd, his smirk was twisted in amusement as he eyed the other girls with a calculating glint, clearly only interested in finding his next conquest. On the couch opposite him, Blaise traced idle circles on the leg of a girl sitting next to him, his attention seemingly elsewhere. Perhaps on how hard his mother will kick his ass when she see’s her yacht is missing, once again.

A cool breeze whipped your cheek and quickly reminded you that you were currently standing alone in the middle of a party. You quickly grabbed a champagne glass off a passing server and walked over to the boat’s railing. The coast was just a glitter of golden lights at this distance. You couldn’t help but think how much more you would enjoy this if the air wasn’t sweltering with so much horniness. You turned from the view to pull a cigarette out from your handbag, watching as Mattheo made-out with yet another person, the second one you’d seen since you arrived.

“Poor girl” You shook your head as you struggled to light your cigarette in the wind.

Theo Nott, who you had not noticed but had been watching you since you stepped aboard, strutted over to you.

“Those things will kill you, you know,” he remarked with an air of superiority.

“You’re one to talk,” you shot back, arching an eyebrow. “Didn’t you get suspended in fourth year for smoking behind the Quidditch stands?”

Theo grabbed the cigarette and lighter from your hand, lit the cigarette in one smooth motion, took a couple of puffs, and then handed it back to you. “That’s none of your business, ficcanaso” he said with a smirk.

Theo reclined against the rail with a glass of whiskey in hand, he was observing every glance and every subtle movement you made. His eyes, dark and intense, lingered on you as you turned to smoke your cigarette over the edge of the boat.

“Thinking of taking a dip?” he asked, his tone low and almost seductive.

You turned to face him, catching the glimmer of mischief in his eyes.

“You’d like that wouldn’t you” you mock.

Theodore’s eyes sparkled with amusement as he took a step closer.

“Oh, I would” And without a hint of hesitation, Theo stepped closer, his movements fluid and purposeful. He gave you a firm, playful shove, sending you tumbling over the railing and into the water with a splash.

As you surfaced, coughing and sputtering, Theo dived in, effortlessly cutting through the water. When he emerged next to you, his expression was brimming with smug satisfaction. He casually pushed his wet hair back, his movements smooth and deliberate, clearly savoring the moment.

“My cigarettes! You fucking idiot!”

“Don’t be so grumpy principessa, I can buy you as many cartons as you want”

You started pushing waves of water in his direction, violently and repeatedly. Theo avoided your splashes at first, but as you struggled to stay afloat and aim your punches, your movements grew more erratic. In your frustration, your legs absentmindedly wrapped around Theo’s waist, trying to stabilise yourself to hit harder and cleaner. Theo looked down at you, his smirk widening with a blend of amusement and arrogance. You glanced down, suddenly aware of how your legs were wrapped around his waist.

“Careful,” he murmured.

You glared at him, pushing yourself away. As you swam back toward the boat, you mourned the remnants of your cigarettes that were drifting away. As you climbed the ladder, you could feel his eyes on your body, on your wet dress clinging to your waist and hips. You started to feel your dress creep higher up your thighs with each wrung. His voice called out from the water, dripping with a mix of admiration and cocky charm.

“Nice view from down here. Could get used to seeing you like this.”

Only now did you remember the g-string you wore so that no underwear lines ruined the dress.

“Shut up, Theo.” You spat sharply down at him.

His smirk remained, eyes tracking your every move.

After climbing back onto the boat, you stood there, shivering and looking around for anyone who might know a drying charm. As you scanned the deck, Tom caught sight of you and strode over. As he approached you his gaze lowered and he shook his head amusedly.

“You look nice tonight” he taunted.

Without waiting for a reply, he waved his wand with a practiced flick. A warm, tingling sensation spread over your dress and hair as he dried you off. While waiting for Tom to finish, your gaze drifted back to the water’s edge just as a dripping wet and shirtless Theo climbed back onto the boat. His eyes met yours and his smirk grew. You silently vowed that this would be the last of these stupid boat parties.

eeee didn't mean for it to be so long, let me know what u think!

comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated <3

[mommynott]

Go to Pinterest and google your Initial + Your Slytherin boy’s (Or HL boy!) initial + Core

The first 8 pictures is you and your Slytherin boy’s Aesthetic ✨

V + T Core

Honestly this is exactly how I would picture picture Theo and I 😭

@slytherinslut0 @pizzaapeteer @finalgirllx @ashisgreedy @jayybugg @jeniffler @princesschief @littlearticbear @mspegasus17 @waabbittzzz @witchyvibes91 @urfavfrenchgrl @princess-sallow

[hexbees]

buildup to dating draco headcanons! pt.2

a/n:: my own personal headcanons for draco! obvi you can think or feel however you want!

draco who shamelessly keeps a pack of hair ties in the potions classroom for you because you always forget to tie it up

"oh my gods, draco do you have a ha-" you'd groan out loud at your forgetfulness

"what color?" he'd hide the upturn of his lips, knowing he'd only bought apple green ones. it was on instinct; you look so good in green.

never catching an attitude, even when he is upset or annoyed with you.

"just please let one of us know next time you leave a party with someone." his eyebrows scrunched together.

"draco-" you'd sigh.

"we were worried, we couldn't find you. i just want to know you're safe." he'd shake his head, eyes watery from lack of sleep staying up waiting the night before.

"im sorry"

draco who lets you be yourself, with no judgement.

"granger sat next to me in the library! oh my god, she smelled so good. i think i'm in love, seriously." your head slamming down between your crossed arms in a huff.

"why don't you ask her on a date then?" he flipped the page he'd been reading, not even looking up.

"ugh, like she'd ever go out with me." you pout up at him.

"worst she can do is say no..." he'd finally look up, letting his head tilt a little while he thought. "or hex you. she scares me just a little."

getting fidgety with your affectionate touches, he swears you do it on purpose.

"can you stop moving?" you'd wiggle in your spot, exaggeratingly copying his movements.

"you're sitting on my lap, what do you expect me to do?" he'd grab at your hips to halt your wiggle.

"i don't know, let me be comfortable." you'd lean back against his chest with a slight huff. he'd immediately stop moving completely, even steadying his breath, in hopes you'd gain comfort and stay in his lap.

never letting you pay for anything for anything in shops.

"just a butterbeer please" you hadn't even looked at the shopkeeper, digging in your side bag for a coin.

"i got it" he'd place the payment on the counter faster than you'd even finished ordering.

draco who always stands off to the sidelines, watching your surroundings so you can enjoy yourself fully.

he noticed Cormac lingering behind you even after you had turned around and told him to piss off. "McLagen, go the fuck away."

"mate, come on. she looks so good, i just want to dance with her." Cormac would try to argue.

"she does look good, but not for you." he'd cross his arms and stand between you and the creep, cutting off his view of you without interrupting your own fun. you were completely oblivious to draco behind you now.

he can't stop the compliments from fumbling out of his mouth, no matter what you look like or where you were.

"you look ravishing, mon amour." he'd pass you a water bottle, smiling at your red skin and the hair stuck against it.

"i was just at practice. my hair is knotted and im sweaty, mon cher." you'd sneer at him, annoyed with your loss at a skirmish.

he'd smiled at your attempt to mock his pet name, but his heart would only swell "yes, i can see. you still look beautiful."

draco who can't, or rather doesn't care to, hide his feelings for you anymore.

"god, you're so in love with her, it's pathetic." blaise mocked him, watching him gaze at you reading a book across the room, none the wiser.

"oh please, its endearing and sweet." pansy would smile at him, patting his arm while his face rose into his own smile hearing you puff out a laugh at the page you were reading.

draco who finally confesses

"do you even realize how i feel about you?"

"what do you mean?"

"i mean, i'm in love with you. surely you've noticed."

"well i didn't want to assume-"

"my god, just please come on a date with me."

[daenysthedreamer101]

POV: You're Draco's sister

[mxqdii]

hey! so hear me out, theodore nott x reader where he basically steals her last pack of cigarettes cause he wants her to quit (hypocritical asf🙄🙄) but she like knows that it was him that stole them and gets in this big ass fight with him about it

thanks!❤️

can't lie to a liar - t.n

pairings: theo nott x reader

summary: theo tries to get reader to quit smoking

warning(s): smoking, arguing, cursing.

proofread! (for once)

"where is it! i swear i just had it.." i groan

"whatcha looking for?" my boyfriend, theo asks, walking in to my frantic state

"my cigarettes.. i swear i put them in my pocket" i say, sighing in frustration

"maybe its a sign for you to stop" he says, shrugging

"yeah right, i-" i stop myself, thinking for a moment

i look at theo seeing that familiar look on his face and i scoff

walking up to him, i reach in his pocket aggressively and pull the pack of cigarettes out

"really theo?" i shout

"this was my last pack y'know!" i add on and he rolls his eyes

he grabs the pack back putting them above his head, out of my reach

"baby, you need to quit" he says, eyes softening

"you literally smoke more then me theo!" i argue

"my lungs are too far gone already, yours arent. don't destroy yourself like i am" he responds and i sigh in defeat

"fine" i say, walking up to my dorm

i'm at the astronomy tower, holding a cigarette in my hands, blowing the smoke out, tilting my head.

suddenly i hear footsteps and without thinking, i throw the cigarette off the balcony

i turn around seeing theo

"oh hey theo" i say innocently

he stops in his tracks, raising an eyebrow

"what?" i ask

he walks up to me sniffing for a second and then scoffing

he starts patting me down, putting his hands in my pockets.

"jesus theo if you wanted to put your hands in my pants you could've just asked" i say with a laugh

"cmon, where'd you put them?" he asks and i roll my eyes

"put what theo??"

"the cigarettes! you smoked." he says and i let out a laugh

'i did not" i yell in defense

he tucks a stand of my hair behind my ear, grabbing a cigarette i had clipped to my hair.

"can't lie to a liar, baby" he mumbles

"fuck you theo, you say you don't want me smoking yet you smoke a million times a day! you're such a hypocrite!' i shout, walking away

he grabs my wrist turning me back to face him again

"you'll thank me one day baby" he whispers, tucking another piece of hair behind my ear.

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[academic-vampire]

𝚂𝚕𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗. 🐍

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