( unpopular opinion: whereas i agree that the actors for the roles of the marauders, etc. would have been more appropriate if younger, i believe david thewlis, alan rickman, and geraldine somerville (at least) were absolutely perfect for the roles they played. )

ofstxrdust:

I’m always scared that I ship things more than my partners and I don’t wanna be annoying like if u ship something you need to straight up tell me or I will live in a constant state of stress that I’m accidentally forcing s ship on you or something

starter for @unfadiism

If Severus hadn’t been in close proximity at the time, he likely would have thought the knock at the door to be nothing but hail on the old, thinning roof. Spinner’s End was falling apart, so much so that the sound of rain outside kept him up most nights—or perhaps that was his own fault. Nevertheless, he wondered to himself upon closing in on the door who in Merlin’s name would be bothering him at this hour. 

He gripped the door handle and, without a second thought, opened it to find his goddaughter standing there, sopping wet on his front door step. “By Morgana, Amara!” he hissed, pulling her out of the cold February rains and into his (somewhat) warm house. “What are you doing here? Do you know how dangerous it is for you to go out on the streets alone? Defenseless, nonetheless. It’s not like there’s a war going on outside…” he shook his head and sighed as he led her deeper into his dark abode and into the small living room. “What are you doing here, and where is your father? Does your mother know you’re here, or is this another one of your daring attempts at an escape?” 

He spoke as if angry with her, but in fact, she was one of the only people he could never truly be cross with. She was the closest thing to a daughter he had—would ever have—and there was no doubting that he cared about her well-being. Thankfully she had come here, to the place she knew she was always welcome. “Here, sit—” he added, conjuring up a cup of tea, “You’re going to catch your death out in that cold.”

( i need them 👏🏽trans👏🏽jewish👏🏽mixed👏🏽snape👏🏽headcanons👏🏽right👏🏽tf👏🏽now👏🏽)

lapis-lazuliie:

one of my absolute favourite scenes in the harry potter films is so subtle. and yet, when you notice it, it blows you the hell away

it’s almost nearing the end of gof when harry brings cedrics body back to hogwarts

as everyone begins realising that something’s not quite right, and dumbledore comes racing down to harrys side, watch severus very carefully- he’s in the top right next to minerva. when dumbledore’s going to harry, you can just see severus’ hands unfolding before he touches minervas arm to alert her then runs down to see what’s happening

then when fudge says ‘a boy’s just been killed’, watch severus’ face, before he goes over and crouches down, touching dumbledores back, then when he realises it’s just cedric, he backs off…

bonus: i found this in a yt comment- somebody said that snape gives cedric his cloak, because 1. when amos comes down, he pushes something off of cedrics body then as the camera pans down, there’s something black on his body and 2. severus isn’t wearing his cloak when he comes to rescue harry with dd and minerva. i’m not sure if this is true or was just a minor screw up with wardrobe but if it is true, then my god…….that’s really impressive

this Never gets talked about, and it’s suuuuch a huge shame, because it honestly speaks volumes to snapes character

run-and-hide21:

Not very impressed young Severus 

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( might work on a complete overhaul of this blog tonight. )

severus-and-remus:

Skyward by brunashut

itsthatunique:

Happy Birthday, ♛ Ronald Bilius Weasley ♛  (1st March, 1980) “If you want to kill Harry, you’ll have to kill us too!” he said fiercely, though the effort of standing upright was draining him of still more color, and he swayed slightly as he spoke.”

furryproblem:

SEVERUS SNAPE.

The Slytherin common room was always quietest right before curfew. The short 30-minute window was always just enough for Severus to knock out the hardest pieces of the night’s homework in peace. Well, mostly in peace. For the past year or two, Remus had offered his company as quite the distraction, whether it be for better or worse (and usually, it was for better). That was why the raven-haired boy wasn’t surprised when his fellow Slytherin invaded the sofa. It seemed, what with Remus’ touchy behavior, that his Astronomy homework would have to wait. 

He sighed, though in that sigh, there was a smile. A smile that turned into a smirk as Severus stretched his arms, arched his back, and leaned into Remus, effectively pinning the werewolf to the sofa. With a flick of his wrist, the book snapped shut, his parchment flying into the page like a bookmark. His wand remained where it was on the table, fortunately for Severus. Wandless magic was still somewhat new to him, and using it sometimes ended with an unwanted consequence. Nevertheless, he turned his attention to Remus and brushed a hand through the other’s hair as he turned to face him. 

“Lucky for you, that was my last piece of work for tonight,” he said with a wink. Pale lips fluttered close to the other boy’s, but pulled back just in time for a little tease. “Tell me… what exactly is it you can’t wait for?” he asked as he shifted to lounge back on the chaise. 

The sound that escaped Remus’ lips at the feeling of Severus’ hand in his hair was far from anything that he would have been able to name. Somewhere between a gasp and a whimper with a hint of purring, it clearly showed just how much he craved contact such as this, and Remus felt his face heating. He was painfully aware of the rosy colour that was gracing his cheeks now, and he cursed his treacherous body for allowing the other boy to see how much his touch was affecting him in his current state.

He opened his eyes just in time to notice how close Severus was, how close his lips were to his own. Half-lidded as his eyes were at first, they widened slightly, and he kept his gaze fixed on the boy in front of him. Grass green as they were, his eyes shone a little bit brighter, as they usually did around the full moon. Remus found himself following Severus’ movement as he shifted back, until he was lying comfortably on top of him. His head, however, he still held up, knowing that he only needed to change their position ever so slightly in order to rest his head on Severus’ chest; for now, though, he didn’t want to break their eye contact.

“You,” he replied. For once, Remus wasn’t even embarrassed as he answered, which certainly had something to do with the time of the month as well ── he was, if he was entirely honest, too exhausted to care who was listening. He slowly pulled back one of the arms that had been wrapped around the other’s shoulders, and he only stopped once his hand was resting on Severus’ chest. Offering him a sleepy smile, Remus continued, “Cuddles.”

Hearing that blessed sound of satisfaction as it escaped Remus’ lips brought a proud grin upon Severus’ face. The roseate color painted on the other’s visage suited him; the elder would do anything to see such a blush appear there again. Severus, though cool and confident on the outside, was trying his hardest to contain the butterflies in his stomach. His fingertips traced an outline on pale skin, down his love’s cheek and jaw, until the hand came to rest on the nape of his neck. 

Black eyes met green in a warm and loving gaze, and the young man offered a tender smile. Severus’ free hand drifted just under Remus’ shirt and melted into hypnotic, circular motions on his almost-bare back. To think of himself as a lover seemed something absurd, but what was this, here, now, that he had for the werewolf? Certainly nothing less. You could give the feeling any title you wish—ardor, affection, infatuation—to Severus, it was all the same. > >

“Me?” he repeated softly. The feeling of being wanted was completely new to him, and hearing it out loud was another thing entirely. A warm laugh emanated from Severus’ throat—not disparaging laughter, but more soft and encouraging—as his head fell back onto the arm rest. “Coincidentally, you’re exactly what I want right now too. Even a simple embrace would make your presence better tenfold. Not that it could get any better,” he added, with his lips pressed to the top of Remus’ head.