i mean. . .. . Butcher and Homelander are like if you took Sirius and Snape's most ignored traits and multiplied them by 1000.
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i mean. . .. . Butcher and Homelander are like if you took Sirius and Snape's most ignored traits and multiplied them by 1000.
I'll let you lot be the judges of this....
Severus is peacefully sleeping in the arms of his lover....
He's so tragic HELP
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Hello. Could anyone link me to their favorite Sirius x Snape fanfictions in the notes? Not during Marauders area, but around goblet of fire or Order of the Phoenix and later. I like when they are mangey grown men
in the first book, Snape gets bitten on the leg by Fluffy, the huge black three-headed dog.
meanwhile, his main nemesis in HP is Sirius Black, the huge black dog.
but also in the first book he asks: “how are you supposed to keep your eyes on all three heads at once?”
but that’s not even the first time Snape has had to keep track of more than one opponent at a time.
“your father would never attack me unless it was four on one”
Forgive me for not falling to my knees because James Potter eventually learned not to publicly hex, assault, sexually assault, deform and humiliate random students for existing, in hallways at seventeen years old. People act like James underwent some massive redemption arc when his “growth” basically amounts to: he stopped openly bullying people as much. That too, only because he got busy dating Mary Sue. Bitch, your bars are in hell if you think a man becomes marriage material just because he stopped assaulting people in public.
Forgive me for not falling to my knees because James Potter eventually learned not to publicly hex, assault, sexually assault, deform and humiliate random students for existing, in hallways at seventeen years old. People act like James underwent some massive redemption arc when his “growth” basically amounts to: he stopped openly bullying people as much. That too, only because he got busy dating Mary Sue. Bitch, your bars are in hell if you think a man becomes marriage material just because he stopped assaulting people in public.
Probs my last Snirius for a while, chao!!
Quick sketch of fem!Sev
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Controversial opinion but I hate that the headcanon that Snape's middle name is Tobias has become accepted fandom wide to the point where people forget it's not canon at all. Kind of weird how so many people talk about Snape like he's a real person whose feelings they understand but then they turn around and give him his abuser's name so they can bask in the glow of the cruel irony of it. There's a lot to unpack there.
I always wondered if Eileen would have added something to his middle name that represented her life before marrying Tobias Snape, and it would have been a selfish action instead of caring one.
It wouldn't have been for Severus, it would have been for her to still want to cling on to the possibility of going back, but having this child and also being married to a muggle, that possibility was very slim. So out of like either desperation or resentment, she probably did add something magical-like to his name. Who knows? Because Severus is not a normal name, especially in England's Midlands.
I generally don't think if Tobias would have allowed her in a way, but at the same time, we're not even clear if he was a present father. We just see him as a man who is violent or he's just alcoholic. So even there, we're unclear, but we do get a little bit of the delay in the fact that she wasn't really present in Severus' life. So that really tells me quite a bit already about their relationship. We get a little bit of Tobias, he doesn't, and I quote, he doesn't like much of anything. So I feel like this is complicated because I feel like Tobias might have been more present than Eileen. And I'm saying that like mentally wise.
I wonder though what would have been his middle name fr.
As a fellow Snirius fan, I have this proposal : Sirius is obsessed with this poet who writes these most beautiful poems on themes of love,guilt, darkness and remorse that resonates with Sirius too. And Severus is obsessed with this witty novelist who is darkly funny and shrewd and the satire is poignant.
The poet is Severus, the novelist is Sirius (both write under psuedonyms).
This would go hard, not gonna lie. Like, imagine it:
One day Severus decided to buy this book; he doesn’t know why: the cover is lame, nothing he would even pick; the title is infuriating and stupid (he’ll think, “who published this? Who let it get this far?") and yet he still picks it up and puts it in his basket alongside other more respectable books. He will do it because he can, because he can do this sort of thing now. He can afford to waste money on a book that most certainly will collect dust on his bookshelf. And he does. And the book does collect dust on his shelf for months and months.
He’ll pass by the shelf and glance at it, the spine with the moronic author's name dragging a roll of his eyes each time. Snuffles Padfoot. Atrocious. But his curiosity would grow. What kind of story can that kind of book tell? What can someone who willingly pick (a sneer as he think about it) Snuffles Padfoot as their pseudonym share? He wonders and walks away.
It takes another month for him to cave. He reads it on a Saturday a fortnight later, because he is free to do as he pleases with his time and with his money. He is free at least on that. Never of his thoughts, never of his guilt and past, but at least he is free in that regard. He is hooked by the time he finishes the second chapter. The story, the flow of the words, it’s not what Severus expects, and before he knows it, he has ordered two more books to complete the trilogy.
And when he devours those, he buys another, because Snuffles Padfoot has a lot to share. He dwells in many genres, unable to stick to one. He is a storm that can’t be contained. Unwilling to chain himself to a predetermined mold. He is unforgiving and dark in one. Witty and satirical in another. In some others, he is a complete romantic and tragic. His best works lay in adventures, betrayals and revenge. And Severus, as mad as it seemed, feels understood by their characters in a way he never thought another person could ever understand him. It is a foolish feeling but he can’t reign them in. It’s fine, he can let them exist in him, silently.
His life would resume, but his shelf as the years go by, would start to hold more books, most of them with their spines branded by that infuriating name. He would still roll his eyes, but his lips would curl into a ghost of a smile.
And then one day, he’ll buy a new release, sit on his chair on Saturday as he has grown accustomed to doing, open it, and in its dedication will be his own poem. A small snippet of Snuffles Padfoot thought about it, on how The Half-Blood Prince has inspired them.
The novel is for him. For the Half-Blood Prince, for Severus.
And he will hold his breath. He will consume. And his next poem is dedicated to them. To Snuffle Padfoot.
It’s different from what he usually writes. There’s no grief, no guilt, no longing for unrequired love. Not on the one meant for them. Hidden in the last page. His editor would raise an eyebrow, but wouldn’t press. It gets published, and Severus doesn’t hold his breath. Doesn’t wait for a reply, because that’s illogical. And he is not illogical.
But it comes, slow, a year later, in the form of another novel, another dedication. And the back and forth grows. At a snail pace. Two authors connecting through their writing.
The forums grew soon after; their fanbase joined and speculated, and his book sales increased. The poems, their dedications, they get analyzed to a degree that mortifies him. The first cardinal rule of publishing is to not read reviews. It is considered essential for maintaining sanity, focus and productivity. Severus has never had an issue with this rule. And even those low times he had made the mistake of breaking it, he let the hateful words and criticism slide off him like droplets of water. He couldn’t do it for this. And when the “shipping” started… It was almost enough to stop him from whatever this was. Some online dwellers said it was “flirting,” “courtship.” He thought they were idiots.
They were just two writers, forming a connection through their work. Finding understanding in the form of art.
He shouldn’t continue to feed the flames of madness.
But then Snuffles Padfoot drops another dedication on a short story, and Severus can’t help himself.
Imagine Sirius. A hardcore fan of THBP buying his latest book and choking on his morning coffee while reading the poem. He, who had found solace in the emotions of grief, remorse, and darkness in every verse, stumbled with the opposite of that. Of seeing his silly pseudonym on a one-line dedication.
Yeah, this would go hard as fuck—good shit!
Passionate kiss...woah.
Also what do we think of short-haired Sirius?
Corset???
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chapter three of 'these bleedin' bruises of ours' by Giselos is up!
I tried with the smut, I realise it's unrealistic but well, here it is anyways.
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