#300ish

[severusish]

write a poem about Snape/Trevor

It had to be you didn’t it. 🙄🐸OKAY THEN

300ish Request II.: A poem for Snevor

Type of poem: limerick(sort of)

POV: Snape

Title: I LOVE MY LITTLE TOADY

I love my little toady 🐸😍

Toady, yes I do 😌💍

And if you hurt my toady 😡 ?!!!

I’ll beat you black and blue 👊🏻😤

My toady’s name is Trevor 😩

And my name is Sev 🦇

I know we’ll be together 💌

Forever and forev –

I love my little toady 🐸😍

Toady, yes I do 😌💍

And if you hurt my toady 😡 ?!!!

I’ll beat you black and blue 👊🏻😤

Severus and Trevor 👨‍❤️‍👨

Forever and ever! ♾

Trevor and Severus 👨‍❤️‍👨

Forever and everus! ♾

I love my little toady 🐸😍

Toady, yes I do 😌💍

And if you hurt my toady 😡 ?!!!

I’ll beat you black and blue 👊🏻😤

We are star-crossed lovers ✨

Fated to be wed 💍

We’ll never be undercover🕵🏻‍♀️

I’ll say it ‘til I’m dead 💀:

I love my little toady 🐸😍

Toady, yes I do 😌💍

And if you hurt my toady 😡 ?!!!

I’ll beat you black and blue 👊🏻😤

THIS WAS SO FUNNY TO WRITE I BOTH HATE AND LOVE IT OKAY ENJOY ALL OF MY SNEVOR PEEPS, I KNOW IT SUCKS BUT THERE IT IS IN ALL ITS GLORY!!! - ish.

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Hey, congrats on the 300 (ish) followers! If you feel like it, I would love a snupin poem! Type of poem can be your choice 😊🐍🐺

300ish Request I.: Snupin Poem

Type of poem: semi-rhyming ballad

Title: I Know No Better Man

POV: Snape.

I Know No Better Man

I was always frightened of the moon,

Its silver light dancing off the water in the kitchen sink,

Broken dishes on the floor.

When I was young I would howl at it,

On my knees, scratched and bare,

Until I couldn’t howl anymore.

Ten autumns later, I met the reflection of Romulus

In a scarred, silk-haired boy.

In his eyes I saw again the moonlight dancing off the water in the sink,

I saw a childhood without joy.

Here, I thought, is a kindred spirit,

Raised by wolves to be fed to the dogs.

Yet Remus and his Prince were night and day,

And we served different gods.

In winter I heard that old howling at dusk,

From beneath the earth-veins of the Willow tree.

I went to seek it out and know its name,

And there I found Remus on supplicant knee.

His back was as gnarled as the ancient oak;

Talons grew from his hands.

But though the reflection of Romulus is a wolf in all ways,

I know no better man.

🐍🐺

Thank you for the ask and for the congratulations @bunny-bopper , I hope you enjoy the poem! I really liked writing it.

[severusish]

🤍 300ish followers 🤍

Special Occasion Requests Are Open: Text GIFs, GIFsets, and Poems

In celebration of 300+ followers…

1. 🐍 Send me requests to do HP or OUAT related GIF quotes! (Text GIFs like the ones you’ve seen posted on here before.)

2. 🦇 Send me requests for GIFsets — HP only. Ideally the more niche and specific the better. I won’t be doing so many of these so if you really want to see me make a GIFset then get the ask in early!

3. 🔮 Send me requests to write a poem (any kind of poem) about your fave character, fave ship or fave crack ship. (You can ask for haikus, limericks, etc. Anything).

Rules:

1. Requests will be open for 3 days and 3 days only — because 3 is a magical number and there are 300 of you. (Requests close on February 22)

2. You can only send 3 requests! (So you could ask for one of each category or just ask for three haikus about Peeves like some unhinged animal)

3. I am accepting requests via AskBox only, you can be anon if you like. Please give detailed descriptions for GIFsets and quotes wherever possible.

Ask Away!

- ish

Example of a request:

“Hi! 🐍 for any quote from HBP. 🔮 about Peeves. 🦇 the Yule ball in GoF. Please!”

Edit: But ideally you’d get even more detailed than that ^ 😉

P.S. the event name is 300ish.

[severusish]

🔮 Hello friend. Could you possibly maybe write a poem about smoking Snape? <3

Hiiiii

Yep!

300ish Request III (or IV?): a poem

Subject: Snape & Smoking

Title: The Silvering

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The Silvering

by Severusish

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Standing in front of the hallowed boat house

Is a figure who has known death.

He swallows the air that the lake exhales

And sighs silently under his breath.

The man has hands like vices, long

And pointed as the blackthorn tree.

In his fingers he holds a cigarette stub;

So far he has devoured three.

In his right hand he grips the Death Stick,

In his right hand the cigarette glows

As he stares into the lake’s black depths,

Stares down the bridge of his nose.

Two hours ago he visited the looking glass,

The one that Desire had named.

But the silvering had gone from the mirror now,

And its reflection was stained and maimed.

Grey smoke rises from the fourth stub,

Amber sparks flying from its end.

And as the man reaches for another – his fifth –

The willow branches twist and bend.

The smoke from his lungs rises and rises.

The scent of it clots the air.

When it’s done, the man exits the boat house,

Leaving nothing but a Transfigured chair.

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PSA: I’m not sorry for all the Snussy.

I suppose I ought to apologize for the excessive Snape + pussy related content of late. It is telling, however, that no one has unfollowed me since such content began. In fact, I have gained 5 followers since I accidentally instigated the Snussy content (i should say that I only made ONE post about Snape putting his whole pussy into EXPELLIARMUS and suddenly all my recent posts keep circling back to the Snussy in the comments and reblogs) so that says something about my audience and it also says something about ME… but I’m not ready to face what that something is. Not yet.

In light of these hilarious events I also just wanted to say sorry for a recent spike in… um…. chaos? Every post I make is like “Feeling extremely humorous, might delete later.” But since Saturday I have devolved into this constant state of internal cackling. Spiritual cackling, if you will. Cackling on an elevated plane. Soul cackling. It comes from a place deep within.

Anyway basically I’m out of control but it should calm down (PERHAPS BUT NO GUARANTEES) *licks finger and holds it up to test the wind* by Tuesday.

Unlikely. But one can hope.

Sorry-not-sorry. 😌💌💕✨💖💗🐸

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august 8 2020 - breakfast | 🥚🥚🥚🥚

3-min hash browns and egg with pepper

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july 09, 2020 - breakfast | 🥚🥚🥚🥚

soft-scrambled egg with milk, bacon grease, previously sauteed mushrooms, black pepper, garlic, littol cubes of jack cheese

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phenomenal.

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[no picture bc i ate it during the first 15min of class this morning]

june 30 2020 - breakfast | 🥚🥚🥚🥚🥚

open-faced breakfast sandwich: toast + egg (whisked with milk and cooked in a sheet in the Egg Pan) + melted thick-cut tillamook 1-cheese mexican blend

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PHENOMENAL! cheese and egg is just... a GLORIOUS thing