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decaypepper · 5 months
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Preparing for the Halloween with Professor
I don’t believe he would do a happy pumpkin 🎃
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superfallingstars · 5 months
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Snapetober Day 18: Gaze
Being a spy isn't all fun and games...
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dandelionscarf · 5 months
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The sky will embrace you.
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cerise-grenadine · 18 days
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Quick pencil sketches for Snapetober 2023!
Crepuscular • Home • Smoke
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momo-t-daye · 6 months
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Sometimes you have to obey the inscrutable exhortations of your soul and accept that Lucius Malfoy is never taking you back to Giverny.
For unofficial Snapetober 2023 prompts "Water" and "Amphibian", very much inspired by one of my favorite Snape fan arts that everyone should go admire
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ofnightsndsongs · 6 months
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thetalesofprince · 1 year
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The robes around his body were tight. He like them that way.
Even the time needed to undo all the buttons made him feel safe. His body protected the same as his mind.
Both hidden from any prying eyes. His own personal walls. Walls behind which he liked to duck, when threatened.
No one can know.
Snapetober Day 15: Defensive
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snapeaddict · 5 months
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Snapetober Day 25 - Mask
Everything was a blur. He could barely hear; his vision was hazy, its corners were suspiciously dark and white spots danced at its centre. He felt numb, and could not tell if he was in pain, or not. Yet he kept bringing his hand back to his neck, where Fawkes had shed a copious amount of tears: the area was particularly sensitive.
He walked, and he kept walking. He made his way back to the castle without once clearly formulating to himself where it was that he was going; he could not think, and found himself incapable of devising even a slightly coherent response to the world around him.
So he walked, first to the castle's entrance, then inside the castle he found deserted, and finally to the Great Hall where all had assembled. He entered, and then only did the realisation of where he was and in front of whom he stood struck him: even with the buzz in his ears, he was vaguely aware that most conversations in the hall had ceased instantly, save for whimpers and cries.
He blinked, attempting to focus on what was in front of him. Minerva was there; so was Potter, who had been talking to her. She turned towards him and froze at his sight. He halted.
Both gazed at one another. Instinctively and without his knowledge, an expression of overt indifference supplanted the haggard one on his face: all his muscles turned into stone to avoid any emotion from betraying him, to conceal even the most volatile, foolish sentiment. He gazed at her with terrible tranquillity, and so did she, for she did not move, she did not stir, she looked neither shocked nor surprised. Her upper lip moved slightly, in a manner characteristic to her, to express disdain.
There was no helping it. After a year, neither of them could put down the masks easily: Minerva to protect herself, Severus to protect her.
And there was silence, a heavy, prolonged silence.
"Professor", Potter finally said in a toneless voice, breaking the spell.
Minerva took a step forward, then another, and with each one her face came back to life, her marble expression slowly replaced by one of utter grief and worry.
"Is that true, Severus?" she whispered to him, shivering at the sight of his bloody robes.
He could not reply, he could not use his voice, so he nodded, and as he did he understood her question and his heart missed a beat. Lowering his eyes, he rolled down his left sleeve with a trembling hand: he gasped as he discovered the dark mark almost gone, only barely visible.
He did not have time to look up. Strong arms wrapped him in a warm embrace - he heard Minerva sob against his shoulder, she was clinging on to him with disproportionate strength.
When she raised her eyes to meet his, her face was tear-streaked and she looked utterly desperate. Yet she was smiling; he wrapped his arms around her too.
It was a good thing he could not think properly, for all eyes were on them and it did not even cross his mind.
But in the safety of her embrace, he felt himself begin to smile too. Confusedly he wanted to apologise to her, to tell her that she would soil her robes, to inquire about what happened, but all these thoughts passed him by without ever giving him the chance to act upon them.
It was for the better.
"Are you going to faint on me?" he heard her murmur, and he realised he was now the one clinging on to her.
He nodded slowly, and she pulled her wand out, still holding him tightly.
"Do not worry, I am here now", she whispered.
And he smiled again and closed his eyes.
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lyrixsnape · 5 months
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Am I the only one who imagines Severus to be a picky coffee drinker?
Y/n : Here's your coffee!
Snape : That's way too sweet. How much sugar did you put in this?
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lilkrabss · 6 months
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“Yes, there were times I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all
when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way”
Uhm hellooo🥹 I haven’t posted or had time to do my own art for SOO long but I made something for snapetober, I’m still playing with styles y’all so pls don’t come at me for trying to many different styles and looks for our bby.
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lynadel · 6 months
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decaypepper · 5 months
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!SOS! HELP!
Which Snape do you prefer?!
I got seriously stuck with this one and I REALLY need some help 😨
I worked all the lights through at first but then suddenly decided that I like version with almost no lights more ( which you see here first)
Then I got back to working with lights, fully reworked them and was in fact satisfied (second)
But the morning after a decided I didn’t like lights on his face again but wanted to keep some on his hair and clothing (third)
Calling to Snape community for some help cause I’m desperate to decide here 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔
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superfallingstars · 5 months
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Snapetober Day 15: Serpent
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dandelionscarf · 6 months
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cerise-grenadine · 2 months
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Drawn for Snapetober 2022, painted Jan.24
12. Cup of tea
A cosy evening in Severus's quarters at Hogwarts, 1995-96.
this isn't Lily btw.
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momo-t-daye · 5 months
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Combining Unofficial Snapetober 2023 prompts "Power" and "Paradox" in a (slightly domestic Snirius) quick comic concerning Severus' place in the Death Eaters' hierarchy during OotP (but it is mostly an excuse to put Sev in a slightly ridiculous apron and put his hair up as well as a chance to dress Sirius in a nifty banyan).
Poor Harry, he was getting enough trouble from Umbridge, he didn't really need the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters gossiping about his hasty schoolwork (even if it could lead Voldy to underestimate him...)
I'll try to add in a follow up doodle at some point too
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