nothingbutdevils
nothingbutdevils.bsky.social
nothingbutdevils
@nothingbutdevils.bsky.social
writer who is often thinking of dhr, ghoulcy, haladriel, reylo, and other sexy villains.
+ this being the exact vibe of my WIP Draco, I am blessed on this day with new moodboard inspo 🙏
July 1, 2025 at 12:42 AM
The grip on her wand tightened. Unlike him, she hadn't spent a decade developing an immunity to public disgrace. And unlike him, she wasn't going to take it lying down.

Draco set down his cup and pulled out his wand.

“Come along, darling,” he said. “Let’s go kill a journalist.”
June 13, 2025 at 5:09 PM
Draco calmly sipped his espresso and eyed the accompanying photo of them disembarking his (large and shiny) sailboat.

“It could have been worse.”

While she’d been licking her wounds, Draco had been licking… other things.

“I mean,” he drawled, “MALFOY’S COCK was right there.”
June 13, 2025 at 5:09 PM
Ahhhh hello! Ty!
June 12, 2025 at 3:06 PM
He leaned down to kiss her. Thousands of Omnioculars swiveled their way. Was that Minister Granger? And Draco Malfoy?

She wrapped her arms around his neck, tugging him closer, and he grinned against her lips.

Forget the Snitch. She was the best thing he’d ever caught.
June 12, 2025 at 3:05 PM
“Four.”

“Have you really thought this through?”

“Three”

“Because you were the one who insisted we keep this quiet.”

“Two.”

“Oh, go on then,” she smiled.
June 12, 2025 at 3:05 PM
He grabbed her by the shoulders, staring down into those big brown eyes. He wanted those eyes on him for the rest of the evening. Not Krum. Not anyone else.

“You’ve got five seconds to push me away. After that, I’m going to kiss you. Five—”

Her eyebrows shot up. “Kiss me?”
June 12, 2025 at 3:05 PM
He tossed down the Omnioculars and strode out of the box. Weaving through the packed stands took forever. By the time he reached her, he was covered in streamers and butterbeer.

“Malfoy?” She blinked, rising from her seat. “What are you—?”
June 12, 2025 at 3:05 PM
“Look how focused he is! Bet he’s already spotted the Snitch. Got your eyes on the prize, have you, Draco?”

“Yes,” Draco murmured, replaying the moment Granger had smiled as Krum swooped past. “Yes, I have.”
June 12, 2025 at 3:05 PM
The other men in their box chuckled. “It’s still early Lucius.”

“Draco would have caught it by now. Wouldn’t you, son?”

His father clapped him on the back, causing his view through his Omnioculars to bob. He quickly refocused on Granger, sat with her friends across the stadium.
June 12, 2025 at 3:05 PM
It was the opening match of the Quidditch World Cup, and Bulgaria was twenty points up on France.

“Merde!” Lucius hissed as Bulgaria scored again. “Roche better catch that snitch soon if Laurent plans on letting every Quaffle through tonight.”
June 12, 2025 at 3:05 PM
eee, so you glad you enjoyed!
June 12, 2025 at 1:57 AM
exactly the vibes 😏
June 12, 2025 at 1:56 AM
She sighed, glanced up at the flashing red man, then back at him.

He smiled at her. Smiled!

Suddenly, the thought of facing the day without coffee seemed worse than another few minutes with him.

“Fine," she conceded. "But I reserve the right to throw it on you at any minute.”
June 11, 2025 at 7:03 PM
“Granger,” he said, leaning in until the city’s noise dulled to a soft buzz. Her eyes darted between his and his lips. What was he—

Click.

He pressed the crosswalk button behind her, then pulled away. The noise all came flooding back.

“Coffee?” he asked.
June 11, 2025 at 7:03 PM
“Have you completely lost your mind?” She shouted over the noise.

“I just saved your life!”

“You nearly dislocated my shoulder!”

They stood, chests heaving, the city roaring around them.
June 11, 2025 at 7:03 PM
She rolled her eyes, already turning away. “Oh, that is so like you.”

But the light had already changed.

Malfoy’s hand shot out, yanking her back just as a string of taxis revved by, horns blaring.

One driver yelled out the window, “WATCH WHERE YOU’RE FUCKING GOING!”
June 11, 2025 at 7:03 PM
“With you?”

“Yes.”

“No!”

“Why not?”

She crossed her arms. “Refer back to the trying to kill me, et cetera."

“Just let me buy you another. I have the money. I’ll buy you five, even.”
June 11, 2025 at 7:03 PM
The red man turned green, and she started hurrying across the street. “Goodbye, Malfoy.”

“Do you want to get coffee?” he called after her.

She stopped dead. Spun around.

“What?”

“I asked if you wanted to get coffee.”
June 11, 2025 at 7:03 PM