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Night after Lily's death

Snape boi is exhausted, life is a suffering nonsense

Cooler Snape

(Technically he's on the floor but looks like he's floating. Reference)

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original 🦌

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@mattxiv

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having art block today- this is all i can shit out

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Been re-watching The Office If you don’t think professor Lupin pranked people in the teachers’ lounge, remember he managed to put Snape in drag in his first class ever.

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Dark and disheartening times again, so I thought to make a special that feels  warm, safe and cozy. 

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Ugh

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Day 11 of inktober „sour“

This was the only thing acceptable on the ‚sour‘ topic! Any favorites or suggestions on who’s missing?

Have a nice week guys ✨🐝

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“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.” – Pablo Neruda

It was a love like he had never imagined. In all fairness, it was a love no one *could* ever imagine, unlikely in magnitude and in essence. From the first time Trevor had sat in his hand, so content it might as well have purred, Severus knew this was love. From that day forward, he made sure never to run out of swelling solution. With the potion's help, the love between man and toad could blossom. Severus' gratitude, for whatever had possessed Longbottom to show up to class with his pet, knew no bounds.

Trevor handed him a gift, and Severus took it, knowing he had no need for it - the *real* gift, currently gazing lovingly at Severus, had let him drip potion into its trusting mouth all those months ago. "I love you, Severus", Trevor croaked. "Don't let the child keep us apart ever again."

A collaboration with @dementedlollipop - we wanted to celebrate the passion and love of this beautiful ship. She did the lineart and I coloured it. Thank you to @pet-genius for putting into words how this beautiful pairing leaped into existence!

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Neville - part 1

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those cunning folk.

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So handsome

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Feeling like rebloging the draws I like the most

Night after Lily's death

Snape boi is exhausted, life is a suffering nonsense

Cooler Snape

(Technically he's on the floor but looks like he's floating. Reference)

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A doodle

Snape looks different every time I draw him, but I like to exaggerate his factions, following strict directions from the book. Ain't he just neat?

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I bought the "Stardew Valley" game and made Snape a "playable character" to make it more fun to play (in the game I find similarities to the world of Harry Potter and it's funny!). Therefore, sometimes I will do thematic art on the theme of Snape and his life on the farm after the end of the war, when Dumbledore left him a farm.

Minerva

It's been almost a year of living on a farm and Snape still has no friends, it's such a canon... he doesn't have time to become friends with the locals because of his busy work schedule (and it was also the very last item on the list of goals oh!... :-D)

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Illustration for my dear @eternal-silvertongued-prince !

Isabelle, thank you so much for such a magical themes to draw and I’m happy to spoil you by more Severus Snape art! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! <3

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I recently found out why my mom would never sleep around me when I was a kid. Like she’d never let herself take naps or sleep if I was awake, ever. Or if she did, she would lock her bedroom door. So when I was 6, I was asleep in my bed in the middle of the night when I hear a loud bang, like a pot being dropped and come out to the living room to see my mom standing by the window, with just a huge pile of spaghetti all over the sill, and a pot on the ground, and I ’m like “Are you gonna eat all that?” And ya’ll she get’s BIG MAD and yells at me and chases me to my room but then a little while later a bunch of cops show up and ask me a bunch of random ass questions about my art? Like this one cop lady keeps asking me to draw dragons for her?! And they seem mad as hell

I didn’t want to get arrested so I just never asked my mom for spaghettis after that. Lesson, learned. Don’t ask mom for spaghettis or she’ll call the damn police on you. 

So I have this memory in my head, and it goes unquestioned until I say it outload for the first time a few months back and as soon as I say the words “When I was six, my mom called the cops on me for asking for spaghettis” My adult logic slams into place and is like “Hang on. Your mother definatly did not call the police on a 6 year old for asking for spaghetti.” 

So obviously that’s not what really went down. I call up my mom to tell her how I remember it and on top of her figuring out why her kid has always been really cagey around spaghettis for the last 3 decades she tells me what really happened. 

So on that night, a man tried to break into our house through the front window. It was just my mom, and her kids so she did what she felt she had too and shot him in the head. He’d been wearing a helmet, which landed on the floor under the window.

Now I just want ya’ll to put yourselves in my moms shoes for a minute here. This woman has just taken a human life. The trauma of that- the instant agony, the panic, the guilt, the fear- all of it hitting her at once, her only solace the knowledge that her children are safe. She protected her daughters. No matter the cost to her soul- her children are safe.

Then she looks up and sees her six year old staring at the inside of this mans head before saying “Are you gonna eat all that?”