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(🥰 = fluff, 🌶 = smut, 💔 = angst, ⚠️ = very serious trigger warnings/topics)

(Forgive my horrible story summaries, I promise the stories are better than they sound :,))

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SNAPETOBER 21’ 🎃 I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII, VIII, IX, X, XI, XII, XIII, XIV, XV, XVI

Sev

{headcannons}

{stories}

Ornaments and Surprises (🥰)

Picnics and Pranks (🥰)

Three’s A Crowd (🌶)

The Switcheroo (🥰)

Maybe in Another Lifetime (💔)

Happy Valentine’s Day, Severus (🌶)

No Need to be Jealous (💔 + 🌶)

Betrothed (💔)

A Quick Dip (🥰)

Planning on releasing something Sunday, but I don’t know what to write!!

Thinking of writing again (I know it’s been long 😅), would anyone still be interested 👀?

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Holding Onto You

An: Another year later, and here we are 🥰! Happy Valentine’s Day!! 💓

Pairing: Severus Snape x Reader

Words: 1.6k

Warnings: SMUT, NSFW, penetration, oral sex, unprotected sex, explicit content, explicit language

“Finally home.” You wearily exhaled. The day had already been long, and your boss hadn’t helped in the least. If anything, he’d only made it worse. Throwing your boots, “Get these off of me.” You’d demanded.

What you hadn’t noticed when you’d first walked in, was the trail of rose petals that covered your entry way and led a path through the house.

Smiling, you followed wherever they were leading you. You’d forgotten all about Valentine’s Day, and because of that, you now felt a little bad. You were always first to celebrate the Holiday, with Severus eventually warming up to it. But now it appeared that he’d beaten you to it.

Your heart sped up when you’d gotten to the luxury en suite in your bedroom. The room was bathed in petals, candles that forced the bathroom to smell like vanilla, and the warm feeling of intimacy. You looked around for your husband, but failed to find him.

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December’s Kiss

An: Happy 1yr anniversary to my Tumblr 🥰! You guys I’m excited for this oneeeee. I was thinking of doing a part two of my Christmas story from last year, but decided to start new… enjoy!

Oh and Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays if you don’t celebrate that, of course! ❤️💚🤍

Pairings: Severus Snape x reader

Words: 1.7k

“Professor L/n, Professor Snape, look!” A student called out to you two.

The two of you raised an identical eyebrow before listening to the young man and following where his finger was pointing. Although when you did so, you’d regretted it immediately.

“It’s a mistletoe!” Another student, Halle, apprised.

Severus rolled his eyes, “I think we’re aware, Miss Blye.”

She wasn’t phased by his sardonic behavior unlike most of her classmates. “That means you have to kiss.”

Yet again, a glare was sent her way from Severus while you’d found it funny. She often reminded you of your younger Gryffindor student - Hermione was her name, and just like her, they both often directed the attention to the wrong things. Severus couldn’t stand the poor girl, however, she happened to be one of your better students.

“No, thank you. I’d rather my lips not shrivel up and fall off, Miss Blye.” You teased her, but you’d put a bit of truth behind it.

Now Severus’ attention was directed towards you, “And who’s to say the same can’t be said about you?”

You held a smirk, one that could challenge his own, and snickered, “I don’t care either way, but usually people prefer their first kiss to be with someone they like.”

“You’ve never kissed anyone before, L/n?” He jested right back at you, your choice of words aiding his insult.

“I meant you.” You sneered.

A Final Goodbye

Hey, everyone. Yes, I know it’s been a month or so since the last time I’ve uploaded (I’M ALIVE lol, thank you all for the ones that have asked if I was alright and doing well ❤️❤️💜💕🖤), and as much as I hate to say it; I’ll no longer be posting on this account anymore 💔.

Lmao, just kidding. Hehe 💗💗

No, seriously, I’m aware that I’ve been gone for a while and I have a reason/s for that. 1. I’ll be honest, I’ve fallen out of this fandom quite a bit. I found a few other ones (hehe) and 2. I was hit with the worst writes block everrrrr. I found no motivation to write, read, or do anything that pertained to HP.

As much as I hate it - and still kind of do, I couldn’t really help it or find that spark of inspiration.

BUT, there’s always a but(t) 😏, guess who’s coming back on Christmas for their 1 year anniversary!! 🥳 (short answer - me!). I’ll be uploading a Christmas fic for the holiday [or regular Saturday if you don’t celebrate that] and afterwards I’ll (hopefully) be posting regularly again.

I haven’t abandoned this blog completely, I swear! I do still love you all and I thank you for sticking around and for the new, lovely people that are just finding me, heyyyyy (I’m not always like this I (kind of) promise) ❤️❤️❤️

Thank you all! ❤️💗💜!!

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Day XVII

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Only At Night

Requested by @mylimoji-k: ‘Hiya!❤️ Could I request 3 (smut) from the Snapetober list? (I just really want Snape to destroy the reader in the shower); Combined with 19 (fluff)??? Only if you feel up to it of course 👉🏼👈🏼 have a nice day/evening/night!🌌’

Prompts: “Let's fuck in the shower so it feels like we're kissing in the rain”, “Is there a reason you're blushing like that?”

An: Ask, and you shall receive 🥰🥰 enjoy! 🖤

Words: 1.5k

Warnings: SMUT, NSFW, explicit content, explicit language, penetration, oral sex, unprotected sex

Warm water ran over your body and you leaned back to rinse suds from your hair, enjoying the feel of the tapping on your skull and the smooth flow as it coursed through your hair. You tilted your head forward, bracing your hands against the wall, treating your upper back to that same tapping, as you heard Severus climb into the shower behind you. The sliding door closed with a click.

You kept your eyes closed but your muscles were tensed, anticipation overcoming you in a rush, and you felt heady and flushed with... desire.

Severus took your favorite soap along with smelling it as its fragrance filled the air. The moment he touched your back, your muscles began to relax. He gently massaged the ache in your neck that had previously been there, doing so very well what water could not have done.

He moved to your shoulder with both hands massaging in one direction and washing as well: first the left arm, then the right between your shoulder blades; lower back, each leg in turn, your ankles. You laughed due to it tickling when he touched the sole of each foot.

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Day XVI

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Let Me Cater to You

Requested by @thewildomega: ‘Hello luv i saw you you wrote the one I previously asked for, I loved it. So if I may still ask, what about "Sleep is for the weak." And "Will you let me rub your back?" Maybe with the reader being the one to give sevy a back rub when he tries to fight Sleep like we all know he does. Thank you luv.’

Prompts: “Sleep is for the weak.”, “Will you let me rub your back?”

An: okayyyy, this concept is so cute ☺️☺️!! 🖤 [semi Severus’ pov]

Words: 1.9k

Exhausted was the perfect way to describe how Severus felt at the moment. If anything, he was beyond that, really. He was on the verge of both falling asleep where he stood and yelling out in frustration.

He knew that when he’d taken the position, though he didn’t have the decision to decline it regardless, that there was a chance he wouldn’t be taken seriously. He’d told Dumbledore that the students weren’t going to respect him, especially when a hefty amount of them had attended school the same time as Severus had. Still, Dumbledore told him that he’d had to accept it, and like a lost child being guided by their parent, Severus had done exactly that.

Since that day, and after his short teaching, Severus had accepted that he was going to hate it. He didn’t like children - he detested them truthfully. He wasn’t interested in the students that shared the halls with him during his Hogwarts years, and the same could be said about the impudent brats that walked past him now.

Luckily, with his menacing scowl and his acerbic tongue, Severus had quickly built his reputation in the school once again. It’d taken no time for him to become Hogwarts’ most hated teacher. He could give a rat’s ass about what the staff thought about him, excluding Minerva, and he decidedly cared even less about his students’ views on him.

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Day XV

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Somebody to Love

Requested by @wtfhasmy-lifecometo: ‘Hi 🥺 I've never really ever done a request before so please bear with me here, but could I request something with both promt 2 and 20? Where maybe Severus comes home to Y/N and finds her in his clothing/shirt? Then proceeds to spend time with her and she's says what prompt 20 says? I'm sorry this is so long and prolly not asked correctly 🥺 l've never done a request before... p.s I love your stories ❤️❤️❤️’

Prompts: "Is that my shirt?" “You mean our shirt?", "Quit touching me, your feet are cold!"

An: Heyyyy, first off, thank you for requesting ☺️☺️. You asked for it the correct way (there is no wrong way unless you’re rude about it lol) and thank you for loving my stories 🥰🥰🥰!! Hopefully, I live up to your request! Enjoy 🖤🖤!!

Words: 2k

“Perfect.” You smiled to yourself, glancing at the impressive job you’d done.

You looked around the expansive living room, nodding at your successful work. Severus had been at Hogwarts all week, back to school studies were picking up and he couldn’t find the time to get away. Unfortunately, that meant neither of you had enjoyed a day with each other in a while and as annoying as it was, you understood the job he had to do.

That said, it still didn’t take away from the fact that you liked being around him. Having recently moved in together, you found yourself feeling rather lonely when he wasn’t home. You knew you were being dramatic - before you’d started living together, you two found the time to be with one another, regardless. Despite that, though, being without him too long, or for the week like you were, left a longing feeling in your chest.

All of your work had been completed, flawlessly, and you’d been given personal time off from the Ministry. You were a hard worker, an overachiever sometimes, and because of that, you had an overflowing amount of available off days.

With nothing to do and Severus not able to entertain you, you’d found yourself quite bored. Most of the books tucked away in your cozy reading nook had already been read twice as many times and you weren’t interested in reading the same old book today, anyway. You’d tried intriguing yourself with one of Severus’ books, but your inner voice didn’t compare to how his sounded when he read to you.

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Day XIV

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Midnight Snack

Requested by the lovely @snapesmoonlight: ‘Hey!!! Can I request a food play with prompt 6 from the smut prompts? Like, y/n is baking and when Sev sees the melted chocolate in a bowl he decides to try it?’

Prompt: “I didn't think you were into that.”

An: I told you to get creative but 😏 sheesh !! So I kind of switched up your request a bit (don’t be mad) just to help the flow of when I was writing, but it still tailors to your request!! Either way, though, it’s delicious food play and it’s messy lol, enjoy! 🖤

Words: 2.2k

Warnings: SMUT, NSFW, explicit content, explicit language, food play/kink!! oral sex, blowjobs

“No, Sev, that’s too much!” You warned him, but it was too late.

He’d added too much flour to the mixture, causing it to overflow and puff into your faces. The two of you paused before looking at the other’s face and breaking out into a laugh at the sight. Your hair was covered in flour, mimicking Severus’ appearance, and your face was coated in the white substance.

You shook your head around and attempted to get the flour off of you, to no avail. Severus on the other hand chose to cast a spell over you both, alternatively cleaning you off.

Severus chuckled and shook his head, “That wasn’t wise.”

“Yea,” you rolled your eyes. “I told you.”

The two of you finished mixing the ingredients, no more flour needed, and blended everything to perfection. When it was time to put the cake in the oven, the pair of you fought over who got to put it in.

You argued that it was only fair that you do it because you suggested the idea of baking at midnight. Severus countered that he should be able to just for the sole fact that he agreed to bake with you.

In the end, you’d both had been able to - you each had one hand on the side of the baking pan before sliding it in the oven.

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Day XIII

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This Moment is Crucial

Requested by @monster-energies: ‘hi hello !! for snapetober can you write for number 7 from the fluff list and number 1 from the angst list ( angst with a happy ending pleathe,,, i can't handle misery 😎🤏🏼😿💔 ) i love your writing btw !! i hope you're having a good day 🥰’

Prompts: “I just want to see you happy”, “Run away with me.”

An: You’re sooo lucky you specifically asked for fluff at the end 😭 I wanted to make it angsty lmao. I feel like it’s more on the fluff side with an overbearing amount of fluff rather than angst, and a bit of dramatic-ness, but I hope you still like it 🙃. Enjoy! 🖤🖤 (Young!Severus x Reader)

Words: 1.7k

Warnings: slight angst

It’d had been like any other day: Severus had roamed through the halls feeling like one of the ghosts that often occupied the corridors. Except, they were actually liked by the students.

He’d spent the day with his head down, angry grumbles leaving his mouth whenever someone looked at him. He supposed he had never made his infamous hate much better, he never offered to be kind to someone - then again, there was no point. Although, being in his seventh year, he found no reason to try and make friends this far along.

He’d had you, and he was alright with that. After his falling out with Lily had ended so horrendously, he hadn’t found interest in speaking to anyone else. Most were either afraid of or admired Potter and his gang and he didn’t see the appeal in it, and due to that, a majority of his peers had taken a disliking to him.

Either way it went, Severus was perfectly fine with the one friend he had. Well, he thought he was.

You two had seemed to be doing well in his mind and you’d shown no signs of contradicting that, but then again, Severus wasn’t well familiar with healthy friendships that’d forced the other to communicate their emotions. Still, when he’d been walking down the hall leaving his last class and going to the next, the last thing he was hoping to see was you with Sirius Black.

His scowl set into a sneer and Severus felt a primal instinct to bare his teeth and assert his dominance. It’d made him feel odd, he’d never wanted to do that before, but he assumed it had to do with seeing the imperious arsehole with his arm wrapped around your neck.

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Severus passed you, making a show of his heavy stepping feet, and bumping into Sirius.

“Watch it, Snivellus.” Black barbed, dropping his arm to turn around and look at Severus.

Moving quicker to get away from not only his voice, but seeing the image of you in close proximity with Black, his side coupled with yours, Severus sped up. He’d heard your voice saying something but couldn’t decipher exactly what it was before the sound of your light, airy feet hit the cobblestone floor briskly.

“Sev!” You called after him, but he kept walking. “Severus!” You repeated.

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Day XII

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Admiration

Requested: #1 Smut

Prompt: “Put me out of my misery and open your legs for me."

Words: 2.5k+

Warnings: SMUT, NSFW, oral sex, penetration

A beautiful, sunny day had quickly been turned into a brooding, gloomy one when you’d seen your students’ smiles disappear and turn into a look of apprehension. No, wait, the day hadn’t become dark and menacing, Severus had.

Speaking of Severus, he was currently strutting angrily down the corridor, or striding - he’d never be seen flouncing.

Children moved out of the way of the angry man wanting to avoid his path should they happen to even accidentally be in the way. They knew he wouldn’t care either way and for that, they were going to be cautious.

You were caught in a flurry of jet black robes, billowing fiercely the heavier his steps became. It took you a moment to collect yourself before you took off almost running to catch up with the man.

“Afternoon, Sev. I would say good, but it seems to be otherwise.” You were struggling to keep up with his speed and were quickly falling out of breath. He’d caught onto that and subconsciously slowed down. “Mind if I ask what’s wrong?”

A sneer set upon his stoic face, “… Never listens to me… old bastard.” He mumbled incoherently but you could make out just enough to know who he was speaking about.

You frowned, “What’d he do now?”

“Denied my request to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts… again.” His scowl deepened further, “Said there was a bigger plan, a deeper meaning behind his choice.”

You knew Dumbledore could come off mental, but you were sure there was always a method to his madness. You weren’t going to tell Severus that, that wasn’t what he needed to hear at the moment, so you chose a different approach. “Care for tea?” You offered.