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“What have you done?”

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the platinum trio as textposts

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Severus Snape wearing sock garters anyone?

 (me thinks I developed a new clothing kink aaa)

GOOD MOANIN here’s yo man @frenchpresswriter

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描き途中 フォルダに入っていた 絵を 完成に見せる 技術が うまい

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Well, we all know about the scene in which he was taking a potion down from the shelf...

I just want to change the pov 👁👁

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Affection headbutt

Commission | Instagram | Etsy | INPRNT

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“He’ll wake up, he always does.” - Snape has an unfortunate habit of passing out after arriving home from a DE meeting and ensuring Potter was safe.

The cruciatus curse doesn’t leave physical marks. A mouth filled with blood from biting his tongue was always a tell tale sign to Harry that Snape was gonna be on the floor for awhile and would have shaky hands for a few days to come.

-holds out my mug to collect tears-

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severus! but young :^)

(portrait commission)

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🖤

Honey... it's cold outside.

Please, come back to home.

Found on Pinterest.

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When @girl-loves-travel45 asked if I could do ‘neck gore’, I knew exactly what they were asking. I leapt with joy and vibrated in glee to do a piece of Snape getting his throat ripped out.

Funny enough, I can draw this without issue, but I cannot watch Snape’s death in the film, nope, I’ll leave the room, adios. Saw the damn thing once in theaters. Never again.

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The last thing Minerva ever said to him….

If you’re wondering why Snape looks so stiff, it’s called rigor mortis.

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please share the emo boy in the luggage rack on the train image

"image" is such a casual word i honestly think this masterpiece belongs in an art gallery for the world to see and appreciate

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I love a soft, deeply wounded but basically good Severus Snape. But I also like the idea of him just truly being awful. Down to his bones, angry and lashing out and taking his pain out on innocent people, and then, also, contributing to saving the world. The thing about ‘evil’ is…it’s complicated and human. It’s short sighted. It’s not one thing, it’s not a whole person. It’s choices, little ones that add up. Goodness isn’t a single thing, either. Cruel people can do a right thing, or fight on the right side, and still be awful. The world is crazy like that. People are complex.

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Snape's hair ranked by film

Remember those posts where people would rank emojis on how they looked across different platforms? It's that, but make it Snape. Disclaimer: Snape's hair in any form is delightful and I would tangle my fingers in any of these versions of the man.

Philosopher's Stone

A solid introduction to the greasy black curtains we knew and loved from the books in a pre-film world. Loose strands dramatically draped over the eye in various scenes are v. relatable. Nice shape, attractive flicks, thick. Bonus gif to demonstrate the swish. 9/10

Chamber of Secrets

Very shiny. Good amount of grease. The flick has remained but the general volume has decreased. That being said, it looks like he's scrunched his locks after his last hair wash - a gentle wave that looks natural but teased. Unfortunately doesn't swish quite as much as in TPS, and the drama of the front strands is lacking. 7/10

Prisoner of Azkaban

There is a good bit of bounce to it, but the flick is becoming smaller as the films go on. The volume and waves have decreased considerably. Whilst I want to analyse this and claim that Snape is probably severely stressed out this school year and so probably has less time for teasing and scrunching to enhance the drama of his tresses, I feel that this does not correlate to stress levels present in later years. Too flat. 6/10

Goblet of Fire

The volume is returning! The look of his hair varies throughout this film, and that in itself feels more realistic, but it doesn't move enough. Can only assume Sev was experimenting with strong hold hair spray since CoS. If we could have seen Sev's bed hair and nightshirt as described in the book, there may have been some more points to give, but this was not to be. 7/10

Order of the Phoenix

There is not enough Snape in this film, and it's truly a shame, because his hair is looking suitably greasy AND thick. Truly the best of both worlds. It's longer, and the shape of his curtains falling from the centre parting is sublime. Potentially added a blow dry into his routine. Almost back to full strength peak Sev hair. 8/10

Half-Blood Prince

From the moment he peeks out from behind his copy of the Daily Prophet, Sev, and his hair, are simply radiant. This hair has everything; shape, volume, bounce. It looks soft and thick, yet if your fingers felt right to the roots you just know there'd be the right amount of grease to keep it Snapey. Frames his handsome face and Roman nose perfectly. Also compliments the silky black cravat he's added to his outfit recently. Husband material, truly. 10/10

Deathly Hallows (pt. 1 & 2)

Fluff! Volume! Has Sev been using the tongs Lucius gifted him last Christmas to titivate his luscious black locks? Absolutely. And he's worth it. He's been spending time infront of a mirror practising his act, but he likes what he sees. Gorgeous. The most delicious. Even in 'death' (lol u almost had us there jkterf, #snapediesau) he is positively glowing. The hair has it all! I can't say enough good things about DH Snape's appearance. Gushing for days (I mean that in a romantic, wordy sense but take it how you will). 100/10

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Please enjoy this Snape in muggle clothing while I procrastinate writing fanfiction.

Yes, I fell into the old "oooohh I should definitely draw this scene, it would inspire me AND look so nice with the finished chapter!", so now I have 0 words written and just one third of a drawing. I overestimate both my amount of free time and my will to draw multiple characters and background.

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Went to look for Snape headcannons on Tumblr and was shocked to see the massive increase in the number of Snape-haters. They're simply everywhere - glorifying James Potter at the cost of Snape and downright vilifying the latter. It's saddening to see that people still choose to remain unaware of the damaging effects of abuse from a young age. So many are under the impression that abuse should have turned him into some kind of Almighty Defender of the Downtrodden! That would have turned Snape's story into a fairytale! And we all know how far from reality that would have been.

Turning to the light is not easy! Especially when people of that so-called 'light' were once the reason behind your everyday misery. Yet Snape haters cling to the delusion that all Snape had to do was wake up one morning, see the sunshine and the lillies (no pun intended) and decide, "Oh what a great life I have! I'm going to be the human version of a rainbow!"

It's sickening to see how blind people are to reality and the very visible scars it leaves behind.

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Severus Snape x F!Reader

Laetus

Word Count: 1.3k

Includes: Hair-pulling, Sex Spell, Spanking, Choking, Overstimulation, Consent is SEXY

On Ao3 — https://archiveofourown.org/works/48720190

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Sneaking your way through the hallways you’re shocked you haven’t been caught by Filch yet. He is always roaming these halls, especially the ones by the library. You smirk as you see the hall is clear, you push open the large door to the library then tip-toe towards the restricted section.

You reach your hand to the top shelf, looking for a very specific spell book, you sigh then go to grab a ladder from the front of the room—you swear you hear footsteps but you shrug it off, eventually you return to the shelf then you grab the book.

Once you have the book you turn your heel and leave, hiding the book under your shirt.

Eventually you return to your common room, sitting on the couch in the room you flip open the book, you were originally looking for a spell to help you focus, but your eyes land on a different spell

“Laetus?” You say aloud, confused.

That confusion soon fades when a sudden rush of wetness floods your core, you quickly look back to the page under the name of the spell was the description.

“Laetus, a spell preformed for the purest happiest or arousal.”

You eyes widen in shock, you continue to read the page, the page is extremely short.

“No reversal spell found yet!”

Your heart drops, the rush of excitement you feel won’t fade until the spell fades.

You frantically look around the dormitory, checking to see if the room is clear. You let out a small breathe of relief before flipping up your skirt and sliding your hand into your panties.

You quickly circle and rub your clitoris, the stimulation is overwhelming. The spell has enhanced your sensitivity. Loud moans fill the entry way as you stroke your clit, you move your hand faster—moving your other hand to slide into your soaking folds. But nothing is enough.

“Fuck!” You shout as you feel the building sensation in your lower stomach, but it’s not enough.

Your eyes flicker back over to the book, you read another line from the text.

“Spell may backfire and you will feel these emotions extremely strong.”

You frown, you continue to rub your clit. You sigh then remove your hand from your lower half. Thinking of ways to end the spell you can’t find a solution until you have an idea. What if a potion could help?

Then your eyes widen more, the only person awake at this ungodly hour would be him—Severus Snape.

Your cheeks flush, you’ve had a crush on your potions teacher since your 6th year in Hogwarts, you’re in your 8th and final year now… and to bring such a question to him would be pure embarrassment.

You have no choice.

You stand from the couch in the dorm room, grabbing the book from beside you in the process—you then turn to the door and leave, sneaking away to the dungeons.

Once at Professor Snape’s door you slowly knock.

A deep voice calls out “Enter.”

More wetness builds in your soaking panties, you enter the room.

“Hello, Professor…” You say, your cheeks still flushed and your thighs trembling from the building force.

“What do you want, Ms. [Last Name]. Why are you up.” He snaps.

“I need to ask you something, Professor…”

“So spit it out.” He growls, his hand tightly clenched on the quill. What if that was your neck?

Instead of answering you walk over to his desk, handing him the book. He looks skeptical but flips the pages to the one your tagged.

He reads the pages and his face looks angry.

“What does an arousal spell have to do with me, Ms. [Last Name].”

“I.. I accidentally cast it sir.” You mutter, clenching your fists as you push your thighs closer together, the hear is unbearable.

“How did you accidentally cast it?”

“I read it aloud…” You explain.

His face deadpans you. “That’s it, you accidentally read an arousal spell aloud? Are you an idiot?”

“I didn’t mean too!” You frown but the heat only grows in between your tight folds.

“Mhm.” He rolls his eyes “and you came to my office, why?”

“Is there a potion to help my… problem?”

“No.” He replies plainly, but he stands with a smirk.

“There is one solution, that I know of.”

“Please, sir! What is it?”

He walks over to you then cups your jaw, tilting your head up so you’re nose is brushing his elegant hooked one.

“Sex.” He replies with a large grin.

“Sex..?”

“I’m sure you know what that is, you are 20, [First Name].” He says, jokingly.

“W-Well, yes! But… I mean who?”

His face deadpans, instead of answering he tilts your head up more then connects your lips, moving the hand that was on your jaw to your cheeks and squeezing them, your lips part and he slides his tongue into your mouth—your tongues collide, you moan.

When the kiss breaks he smiles at you,

“I could help you, dear.”

“Please.” You say eagerly.

He kisses your lips quickly, moving his hands to your hips he pushes your against his desk, your back now on the desk he pins your arms above your head—using a non-verbal spell to hold them there.

“You know,” He flips your skirt up “I’ve known about your little crush on me since it started, [First Name].” His index finger slides into your waistline then he rips your soaked panties off of you.

“So wet…” His hand connects with your rear in a spank. You jolt and whimper. He inserts one of his long slender fingers into your tight cunt.

“Prof-“

“Severus.” He snaps. “You will call me Severus.” He demands.

“Y-Yes, Severus!” You moan as he adds a second finger into your folds, now scissoring your pussy.

He continues to thrust and curl his fingers, the sensation makes you feel exhilarated.

“More! Please!”

He smirks then withdraws his fingers.

“No.” He teases.

“Severus! Please! I need you!” You shout, your voice ringing in his private office.

“Louder.”

“Please! Please! I crave you, Severus!” You beg, your voice becoming louder.

He finally complies, undoing his belt quickly. The belt clinks on the floor, his pants falling down, you look down to see his erect dick, it’s large…

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle… unless.” He smirks then removes his briefs, revealing his throbbing cock—leaking with pre.

He then alines his cock, slowly entering his head, you moan again. Moving further into your tight core he grunts, moving his hand to your shoulder, his cock fully inside of you.

“Can I move yet, dear?” He asks, using his other hand to caress your cheek slowly.

You nod, he then moves, now thrusting into you—he tightens the grip on your shoulder then he continues to pound into your cunt.

“Oh… fuck! Severus!” You moan.

“Fuck… you’re good at this, [First Name].” He smirks then kisses your cheek, moving his kisses to your jaw then neck, nibbling and marking it.

He then releases the spell that bound on your wrists, your hands move to his hair—gripping it tightly you pull him up for a kiss. Slamming your lips together in a passionate kiss.

“I’m close, [First Name].”

“Do it! Cum in me! Please!” You shout.

He smirks and his thrusts become sloppy, pounding and kissing you hard. He soon cums, filling yo tight cunt.

You moan. “Severus!” Your own release soon comes, covering his cock with your fluid.

Snape slides his cock out of you, sliding his hands under your back and pulling you into a tight hug he kisses your temple.

“In all honesty…” He hesitates then speak. “I would’ve done that without the spell.”

You look shocked then flush, “Truly, Severus?”

He smiled warmly, something you have never seen from him before, he nods and kisses you again.

“Yes.”

“Then I might just have to use that spell again, just in case” You tease.

“Not a chance.” He chuckles then pecks your cheek.

You smile, thank god for that forbidden spell—Laetus.