I woke up every day like I was being punished. No one told me what I did wrong. There was no trial. No reason. Just time. And a body I couldn’t escape.
Each day was like a sentence. And I didn’t even know what crime I had committed.
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@roxthemoonchild
I woke up every day like I was being punished. No one told me what I did wrong. There was no trial. No reason. Just time. And a body I couldn’t escape.
Each day was like a sentence. And I didn’t even know what crime I had committed.
WY: Surprise! I’m back from the dead! Isn’t that exciting?
Potter: Can I bother you for a second?
Snape: You always bother me, but go on.
Potter: What comes up but never goes down?
Snape: The amount of stress you bring to my life.
“me: i’m gonna write something sweet and subtle”
also me: puts Severus Snape on a windowsill mid-debate with Lucius and lets Harry rearrange his spine
“you own me”
yeah okay so maybe i lied about the subtle part
this fic is 50% tension, 50% silk robes hitting the floor: https://archiveofourown.org/works/65445538/chapters/169192972
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“Chess Is Not Just a Game If Played Well”
HP / SS • Royalty AU • ~55k
E-rated | drama, pining, court politics, and a lot of silk being ruined
A servant caught stealing is spared execution by a crown prince with no patience and far too many secrets. What follows is a slow descent into obsession, power, and tenderness in the most unexpected places.
“You’re not afraid anymore,” Severus said.
“Should I be?” Harry asked.
“No,” Severus murmured. “But I used to think you were.”
Includes:
• chess as foreplay
• slow burn to explosive burn
• Malfoy being a menace
• public teasing / private unraveling
• and a prince learning how to beg (gracefully)
AO3 link here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/65445538/chapters/168439312
If you read it—thank you, I love you. If you reblog it, I will explode (in a good way).
hey y’all. i accidentally wrote something soul-shattering.
priest!snape. guilt. devotion. love like prayer.
harry’s unwell. snape is worse. i’m not okay.
read if you wanna ache a little: https://archiveofourown.org/works/65240647
(also fleabag girlies, this one’s for you.)
“Forgive me for loving the shape of him more than the shape of the cross.”
Mcgonagall: I’m too good for revenge.
Snape: Well I’m not. Give me my wand.
Snape *talking to the camera*: Things that I hate.
Snape: Harry Potter.
Snape: Myself.
Dumbledore: Good morning!
Snape: No.
Dumbledore: I believe the proper response is good morning.
Snape: No.
Dumbledore: Yes, but-
Snape: No.
Snape: I regret many things.
Snape: Having this stupid conversation tops the list.
random god: *makes a joke about xie lian*
*ominous music plays and a jingle is heard*
also them terrified: he’s right behind me isn’t he?
life is phone call after phone call only that i have anxiety and everytime i try to call i die a little