Tumgik
#dad snape
isbreulla · 1 day
Text
𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝙲𝙰𝚂𝚃
I'm the kind of artist who is very visual when it comes to creating something, I need to see something to create something, and since I'm making Sarah Snape's universe I had to illustrate the main cast… Now the story can begin.
Tumblr media
45 notes · View notes
tageerdo · 29 days
Text
Tumblr media
818 notes · View notes
mermaid886 · 1 year
Text
These are AI generated, but I think they’re adorable.
(Also, photos are not mine - taken from Snarry Lovers 2.0 Facebook community.)
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
1K notes · View notes
smilingbluetiger · 6 months
Text
Hogwarts Talks
(Dad Severus x Y/N)
Tumblr media
Snape's child: *Watches the animated Sleeping Beauty. Maleficent appears on the screen
Maleficent: *she resembles a big bat in appearance
Snape's child: *looks at the screen
Snape's child: *looks at his father's robe left on the chair
Snape's child: *points at the screen
Snape's child: it's DAD!
Tumblr media
684 notes · View notes
severussimp · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
Tumblr media
After the horror of 2nd year, Harry needed a little comfort from Papa Snape. Ridding the nightmares with a story and a warm embrace.
240 notes · View notes
snowyslytherinowl · 9 months
Text
Joyous Nightmares - Part 1
PAIRING: Severus Snape x (Professor) Reader
SUMMARY: A year after surviving the Second Wizarding War, Severus Snape begins to have joyous nightmares where he dreams of having a wife and a daughter. These dreams bring him nightmares because he doesn't believe that he'll ever get married or have a family of his own. So what happens when the wife in his dreams is revealed to be you?
Warning: Nothing heavy, but there are some mentions of death. Angst and nightmares are also featured.  This is my first fanfiction for Harry Potter. I hope you enjoy it!
Part 2 | Part 3
Tumblr media
*GIF isn't mine
Severus has had nightmares for as long as he can remember. As a child, he dreamt of his parents arguing and his father hitting him when drunk. Then his nightmares focused mainly on his rejection from Lily, and Potter and Black bullying him. Sometimes they would trip him in the hall, causing his trousers to fall off, and other times Potter would make him kiss the ground and eat the dirt while Lily watched. As he grew older, he dreamt of Lily’s death. After the Second Wizarding War, he relived his near-fatal attack by Nagini almost every night. But about a year after the war ends, Severus starts to have nightmares about a much different topic. 
Severus is sitting on his bed when he hears crying. He walks down a hall in a house, one that looks much different than the one in Spinner’s End, to the source of the crying: a baby. He opens the door at the end of the hall and sees a small infant flailing around the crib. Gingerly lifting the baby from the bed, he cradles the baby in his arm and places their head on his shoulder. He doesn’t know why or how, but he knows that the baby is a girl and that she’s his daughter. He gently bounces her up and down and sits in a rocking chair. 
“Hush now. Daddy is here,” he whispers and kisses her forehead. “You have nothing to fear. I will always protect you.” He holds the little girl closer to him, and soon she falls asleep in his arms. 
Severus wakes up in his bed in his private chamber at Hogwarts. Although he has dreamt of much more horrific, much more gruesome things, this dream leaves him feeling immensely worse. He has been bullied and seen death in the real world, so seeing it in his mind’s eye at night is no different than experiencing it. But dreaming of cradling his own tiny baby girl? That leaves him with a gaping hole in his heart, a hole he cannot mend because he will never have a family. Pathetic, greasy-haired Severus, forever condemned to loneliness. 
He pulls the covers back up his chest, turns on his side, and closes his eyes. No matter how much he tosses and turns that night, he can't fall asleep until dawn. 
XXX
Several nights later, Severus has a similar dream. 
He’s back in the same house. With a quick peek through the window, he can tell that this house is in the countryside with its green, sprawling valley. Severus turns to the little girl in the highchair, who is now eight or nine months old. He dips a spoon into a jar of baby food and tries to feed it to his daughter, who purses her lips and turns her head.
“Do not be picky. This is delicious,” he says and puts the spoonful of baby food into his mouth. No, he was lying about the delicious part. “Perhaps it does not taste good, but it is good for you. My Half-Blood Princess must grow to be healthy and strong.”
Even though his daughter giggles at her nickname, she still refuses to eat the food. “Fine. I did not want to fall into temptation, but you are forcing me.”
Severus takes a small cauldron from the cupboard, which is no bigger than a large bowl. He puts the jar of baby food and spoon into the cauldron and uses his wand to make steam rise from the cauldron. He swirls his wand over the cauldron, pretending to stir it, and casts a fake spell of gibberish words. 
Severus’s daughter breaks into a giggling fit and bounces up and down in her high seat. Severus can’t help but smile and laugh at her joy. He uses his wand to lift a spoonful of baby food from the cauldron and towards the little girl, who finally opens her mouth and eats. 
He never thought himself much of a fatherly figure, but these joyous nightmares have made him realize how desperately he wishes to have a family of his own. Every time he visits Hogsmeade, he stares at the small children accompanying their parents at shops or playing in the playground. Even though he doesn’t show much love to the people around him, he somehow knows that he would shower his own child with love and affection. 
Severus decides not to go back to sleep. There are two hours until he must make his way to the Great Hall and he still has essays to grade. Anything to get his mind off the baby, though a small cauldron in the corner of his room ensures that the hole in his heart remains open.
XXX
Over the next few months, Severus has dreams about his child almost every night. In every dream, he watches her grow up, even if it’s by a month or two. Nothing particularly profound happens; they merely participate in average daily activities. Once he dreams that she plays with a toy wand set that emits tiny colorful sparks. Another time she sits on his lap as he reads to her and wrestles his hair from her tiny fingers. That one makes him feel especially pained as he’s always felt insecure about his hair, and he can’t imagine a baby happily playing with it. 
After a particularly hard day of disciplining dunderheads and spilled potions, another person joins his dreams. 
Muggle baby strollers are quite the invention, Severus thinks as he pushes his sleeping daughter around the main square of the nearest town. Stores here display all types of clothes, as well as chocolate boxes and snack bags; however, he doesn’t see anything suitable for his wife’s birthday. 
Finally, Severus spots a beautiful dark green pendant through a jewelry shop’s window. An idea pops into his mind about how he can transform this simple Muggle pendant into something enchanting for his wife.
He buys it, then spends the rest of the day locked in his study working on magically connecting the pendant and a journal. He charms the pendant to heat up and display messages Severus writes in the journal. This way, Severus can send short messages to his wife no matter where he is. “I love you,” he writes in the journal and watches it slowly appear on the green gem. 
“What do you think?” he asks his daughter when he enters the living room. She giggles and grasps the chain of the necklace, which Severus takes as a yes.
“One day, I will give you one of your own, my Half-Blood Princess.”
A wife. A wife whom he loves. A wife that loves him, too, even if he has no proof to support his theory. A wife who he loves enough to have a baby with. A wife who he knows he will never have. 
Since he started having these joyous nightmares, he has recognized that the existence of a wife would appear at some point. Though when she finally does, he’s caught off guard. He thought that as an adult, he would finally grow out of the nervous, insecure person he was as a child. But he’s thought wrong; a fist squeezes his heart as he thinks about how lonely and unlovable he is. His hand wanders to the pillow on the other side of the bed as he imagines a wife lying beside him. He wishes that he could hold her, kiss her, and love her. But who would ever be attracted to his oily hair and sallow skin, or not be appalled by his deeds as he served the Dark Lord? 
Tears have threatened to spill after waking from his past dreams. This time, though, the tears overtake him and sobs wrack his body. 
XXX
Steps sound from around the corner. Severus prepares to berate the student he catches, but he stops short when he spots you. “Hi Severus, you can go to bed. It’s my night to patrol the corridors, remember?” 
Severus doesn’t have many friends at Hogwarts, or anywhere for that matter. But out of the few people he can rely on, you are one of them. You frequently eat lunch with him and sit beside him for meals. You’re always there for him to talk to, though you aren’t pushy. He appreciates you more than you likely appreciate him.  
“I know,” he says a little too harshly. “I thought I should help since I could not sleep.” Do not want to sleep is more like it, he thinks. 
You don’t take offense to his harsh tone. “That’s nice of you. Are you having nightmares, perhaps? Are the ghosts in your dreams giving you too much grief?” You give him a gentle smile and Severus feels a warmth spreading over his body. 
“I consumed too much caffeine,” he lies. 
“Don’t I know the dangers of drinking too much tea before I go to bed.” 
You two patrol the corridors as he listens to your stories of catching students out of bed and making fools of themselves in class. He rather enjoys being in your presence, a warm welcome from his joyous nightmares. 
It seems too soon when your patrol is over and you head in different directions to return to your chambers. Determined not to fall asleep, Severus spends the rest of his time until breakfast grading essays. He has never physically seen his dream wife; he only writes to her or prepares dinner or breakfast for her. Unfortunately, his eyes feel too heavy and he eventually succumbs to sleep. 
It’s a beautiful day and Severus chases after his daughter, who runs through the valley outside their house. He finally catches up with her when she drops to the ground, picking at something. “I got you!” he yells after he grabs his daughter and lifts her into his arms. 
“Daddy!” she giggles and presents him with the flowers she has picked. “For you!”
He takes the bundle from her dirt-stained hands and smiles down at her. “Thank you, sweetheart.” He places her back down on the ground and kneels beside her. “How about you pick some for Mummy?”
“Okay!” His daughter runs around a little more until she picks the largest flowers in the valley and gives them to her dad for safekeeping. He lifts her back into his arms and walks towards the house. 
In the distance, he can see a woman by their house. He knows that it’s his wife, but the light from the setting sun and the shadow from the house blocks him from seeing her features. Severus uses one of his hands to shield his eyes from the sun glaring into his eyes and tells his daughter, “Wave to Mummy!”
Severus checks the time and jumps to his feet. He strains to discern the identity of his dream wife based on his memories of the dream but to no avail. He arrives at the Great Hall, takes his seat beside you at the High Table, and attempts to compose himself as he digs into his food. Why are you living under the delusion that this dream woman is a real person? Severus tells himself in his mind. If you ever see what she looks like, she will be an imaginary woman who only lives in your head. 
For a split second, Severus peeks at you from the corner of his eyes and imagines you as his wife blinded by the light from the sun. Deciding that it’s a dangerous path to take, he snaps out of it and goes back to nibbling his toast. 
You catch him looking at you and you ask, “Are you alright, Severus? You look like you didn’t get any sleep!” Oddly, he enjoys the concern in your voice and the furrowing of your brows. 
“I am fine,” he brushes off, but you’ve already poured him coffee and waved your wand at it. 
“Take this. It should get you through the rest of the day.” Severus grunts thanks and takes a sip. Normally, coffee makes him feel shaky and nervous as he unwittingly recalls his joyous nightmares. This coffee tastes different; it's sweet and makes him feel like he will stay awake and alert for the rest of the day. 
You talk to each other about your plans for the day until you finish your food and stand from your seat. “I’ll see you later!” you call from behind. For some indiscernible reason, Severus is looking forward to that. 
365 notes · View notes
kayessbeebeebeee · 8 months
Text
Hey, would you guys do me a favor and recommend your favourite Severitus fic but as found family trope on not bio dad Snape? Complete or Incomplete, it's all fine.
256 notes · View notes
ensnapemysenses · 9 months
Note
Severus x female reader.
(I need some sweetness, my friend🥰)
The birth of their first child 🥰
Being a father had never crossed Severus’s mind before you came into his life. Even once you told him you were pregnant, it had felt more like a faraway possibility, a dream, than reality.  He figured he'd wake one day to find that it was just that.
The night your water broke he was more of a wreck than you were as he rushed you to the hospital. Pacing and muttering to himself around the room he’d almost missed the arrival of the baby while being lost in his own head. You made sure to draw his attention back to you gently even though you were in pain.
By the time the child had arrived, his hand was sore and bruised from you gripping onto it but that didn’t matter to him. He was concerned that the child was well and that you were getting the help that you needed to be able to recover smoothly. 
When his baby was placed into his arms, he wept as they smiled and giggled at him. His heart overflowed with love and he never knew how it’d get any better than this.
263 notes · View notes
severussnaperevived · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media
Ron: "Hey Neville I dare you to kiss that new girl and I'll give you my pocket money"
Neville: takes a big breath before walking over to her and kissing her
Ron: "Snape looks so pissed, look her coming over"
Snape: "detention Longbottom"
Neville: "what just happened"
New girl: "I've never seen dad so angry, you are so dead"
Ron: "that was so worth my pocket money"
202 notes · View notes
smilingformoney · 6 months
Text
Therapist: Your traumatic response to James Potter is valid, but you can’t expect Harry Potter to be a carbon copy of James. Your daughter isn’t a carbon copy of you, is she?
Snape: You haven’t met my daughter.
145 notes · View notes
scarlettwriter91 · 3 months
Text
Chapter 13 has taken an unexpected turn and I need your guy's help to figure out what to do.
I can post early, probably this afternoon or in the morning at the latest, and you'll get a chapter that is quite a bit of fluff with the added bonus of "Snape has the flu and Harry helps take care of him." And the next chapter, likely next Wednesday, will get us back to our regularly scheduled drama, but won't involve the Draco plot.
Or, I can make this chapter incredibly long, post it on Friday, and then next week we will get back to Draco.
What do you think???
Also, have a sneak peak in which Harry threatens to sic McGonagall on Snape lol
"I do not need my thirteen-year-old son to play nurse maid, thank you very much." Harry glared. "I could always get Grandma." Snape narrowed his eyes. "You wouldn't dare." "Try me."
Tumblr media
74 notes · View notes
isbreulla · 3 months
Text
Snape Makeover
Tumblr media Tumblr media
My Severus Snape is perfect for me, so I didn't change much about him, just some improvements.
210 notes · View notes
tageerdo · 3 months
Note
If Snape had a daughter, what would she look like?
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
For me it would be something like that. She would probably have the opposite personality of her father. More energetic, more cheerful and more mischievous. She and Snape argue all the time, but they love each other more than anything?? I haven't come up with a name for her yet, please feel free to give me your name ideas.
206 notes · View notes
mermaid886 · 1 year
Text
If Snape had raised Harry, the teenage years would have been hard, but I headcanon that every evening in the summers, no matter how heated the arguments became, Harry would whisper, “Night, Dad”, on his way up to bed.
.........Severus would sigh every time he heard it, knowing his struggles were at least appreciated.
..........Knowing someone cared about him.
852 notes · View notes
smilingbluetiger · 3 months
Text
Hogwarts Talks
(Severus x Y/N)
Tumblr media
*family movie night*
Guest on the show: *first in a rage pushes the woman so that she hits her head on the edge. He understands what he has done, panics, but decides to finish the job and chokes the woman. Later he fakes an accident on the canoe
Your daughter: But stupid, if he already hit her he should finish with a stone. There will be traces left after the strangling
Y/N: Exactly
Severus: Daughter...
His daughter: What?
Severus: It's scary to sit with you, since you're correcting murderers on the screen. Go have a chew before going to bed. You play delicate, and you would murder people with stones
His daughter *smiling: Dad, women from an early age are taught how to wash blood off all sorts of materials
His daughter *obediently heads to bed, but even before leaving the room she adds: And I don't want to say anything, but Mom agreed with me. Good night!
Severus: ... I begat a monster with the face of an angel.
Y/N *sipping tea: At least you know that if necessary, she knows how to dispose of the body and clean up the blood
Severus: ... Just like you
Y/N *smiles: Just like me
Severus: I'm sleeping in a fucking guest room tonight.
98 notes · View notes
severussimp · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
SEVERITUS THROUGH THE YEARS
I made some quick sketches on what it would look like if Sev raised Harry.
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
611 notes · View notes