No matter how much time will past I'm pretty sure of myself that I will always cry and mourn for him while looking at him photos. R.I.P. for both Severus Snape and ALAN RICKMAN my beloved ones💓❤❤💓💓💓💓💚💚💚💚💚😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Snape simps, I got u covered 😜 POV: its winter break but you are staying at Hogwarts. You have a load of work to do- prepping for your NEWT exams, and finishing the massive amount of homework Snape and McGonagall piled on to you... so you choose to study in the library. 6:00 pm, students are heading to the Great Hall for dinner/tea/supper. 8:00 pm most have left the library and are going back to their dorms now. 10:00 pm you should be in your dormitory, but you still have work to do!! 12:00 am, you are getting a little drowsy. 2:00 am... 3:00 am... until the clock strikes half past three and you don't remember passing out. You are awoken about 20 minutes later by a rough shake. You look up. The dreaded potions master is glaring down at you, one arched eyebrow raised. It's his night to patrol the corridors, and he will not have any students out of bed. He gives you a look that says, *explain*. "I... I... sorry Professor Snape, I just had.. l-lots of work to do, and I (yawn) lost track of time..." you stammer your response. You open your mouth to explain further, but he raises a hand to silence you. "I've heard enough," he snaps. "Up you get, I am making sure you get to your dorm." You nod a silent "yes sir". You are still very tired and sleepy, and your Professor has to half drag you through the halls, but he manages. You feel your eyes slip closed a few times, and when you get a glimpse of Snape's wristwatch as a small sliver of lights shines on it, you see that it is 4:10 am. Oh dang. You've been awake for almost 2 days straight at this point. Your legs feel like water and they give out, crumbling onto the cold stone floor. Snape stumbles. You try to get yourself up, but your legs aren't working. Snape sees your struggle. He picks you up, wrapping one hand around your knees, the other around your waist, and carries you off to his office. He has surprising strength for a man so thin. When you try to protest, he simply tells you that he has an energy rejuvenation potion that would do you good. You nod, your hair brushing his shoulder. When you finally reach his office, he sets you down on his chair. Not the chair he usually reserves for guests, but his chair. Your eyes droop. You can hear him fumbling through his cabinets the distance. Glass vials klink lightly as they hit each other. Finally, he returns to you, with a large black goblet in hand. "You'll have to drink all of it," he mutters. You nod faintly. "It's quite foul- thought I ought to warn you." You nod again, ready to accept the goblet with your shaking hands. Snape sighs and hands it to you reluctantly. A goblet has never felt so heavy. The disgusting, throat-burning, acid green liquid simmers in your stomach. After two tiny sips you feel ready to quit drinking it and fall asleep, even if it is in your least favorite Professor's office. He sees the discomfort on your face, and sits down next to you, on the chair. He scoops you up as your head falls slightly, and sits you down on his lap. He has one hand across your back, one supporting your head. Mm this is nice, you think to yourself. You can hear him breathing deeply next to you, with the faint crackle of a fireplace in the background. Potions boil softly in the background as your head drops onto his strong chest. You can feel his heartbeat in your ears. "You have to finish your potion..." he murmurs. You try to respond with a "yes sir", but no sounds comes out. Snape realizes that he is exhausted too. His chin rests on your head as he falls asleep. Your feel warm, content, and protected. Smiling to yourself, you let your eyes close and your mind drift off. ❤️❤️❤️
(In this one I'm writing, it'll be set in the Marauders Era since I don't like the Student x Professor thing) You had just settled yourself on the emerald couch in the Slytherin common room after hours of studying for a gargantuan test Professor Slughorn decided to dump on the students. You glance at the clock above the crackling fireplace, the damned thing reading '2:27 AM' and fight to keep your eyes open until you shoot up, staring in direction of the boys' dorm as the floorboards creak from whatever is approaching. You exhale as you see your long time friend Severus Snape emerge from the shadows. "You damn near gave me a heart attack, Sev!" You say in a hushed tone, a chuckle following the sentence along with a dramatic hand to your chest. He simply shakes his head silently and sits next to you, switching his gaze softly back and forth from the fire to you, gradually excluding the fire from his view. You look back at him with a soft smile before you slowly lay your head on his shoulder, feeling his muscles tense slightly from the contact. Truth be told, you had always felt romantic feelings for the Slytherin teen sat next to you, his love for Lily muting you from telling him directly. Whatever possessing you to lay on him was working its magic, Severus finally laying down, shifting you to his chest. You hear the slow beats of his heart as he slowly and hesitantly rakes his fingers through your hair to soothe you. He had silently hoped to find you here simply to share a moment with you. He had planned in his broad mind to confess his feelings for you and abruptly kiss you, proving to mot only you but to himself that he didn't, in fact, love Lily. He loved you. As the moments passed, he felt your body melt on him as you slip into a restful slumber, the boy ultimately deciding to spill his heart song to you rhe following morning. What he wanted right now was in his arms. You.
Guys I’d hate to do this to you but listen to this while watching his death scene makes it feel like you’re hugging him and listening to his heartbeat and pause it when he dies. I did this and it TORE ME UP especially since he’s my favorite and comfort character
I can just imagine snape carrying his 10-year-old goddaughter who he had saved and raised as his child back to the hospital wig since she had gotten up and wandered into a room where she saw a magic mirror 🪞 And saw her birth parents whom she got the chance to meet
it would be a dream to fall asleep on snape's broad chest but the thing is how can you fall asleep when you literally have a good looking guy like him infront of you,sweet thing is I saw him in dream this morning, while lying on his chest I was trying to calm him down he was too angry,I was holding his face tight,he didn't utter a word after that ♥️
POV "No one will never know." you murmur to each other. Until a year ago, you were the most hated by him. Your grades in his subject were always been the worst of your year. But, at the end of the last potion lesson, he asked you to stay in the class a little more. He handed you a book. His potion book, when he was your age. "It will be helpful with the potions of this year." he said "Some are really hard to make. Every chapter has my notes. This time, try to get higher grades..." "Why would you do this, professor? I'm the worst of your class and you always make me remind me of it..." Those were the moments in which you hated him. His cynism and cruelty always disgusted you. And the look of his face, almost if he was saying to you: "You're a failure." But not this time. He came closer to you. One hand was slowly touching your cheek. The way he looked at you... was not his usual look on you. You couldn't avoid it: his arms and hands were around you and his lips touched yours, in a merge of passion you could never imagine the cold and strict professor Snape had. You wanted to escape, but you couldn't, because you too felt the same, for him. A forbidden love. You hated him, but, in the same moment, you felt attraction for him, without knowing why. But why would he have feelings to his worst student? A Slytheirin, no less? Was he still grateful to you for saving him by the fire, evenings ago? You were on your way to the Slytheirin's dorms, when you smelled something. Smoke. Warning the other professors would have took too long: you had decided to go on your own. You entered into professor Snape's room, and you had seen him on his bed, already sleeping, with an open book on his chest, a pitcher of red wine on the other. The sheets were painted in dark red. But what had scared you were the flames on the curtains. They were close to the bed. You had done your best to awake your professor. If only you knew the spell "Aguamenti"...! But you have managed to face the fire with the water in another pitcher. A splash had reached professor Snape's face, making him awake. He noticed the fire and got up from bed, casting "Aguamenti". "What are you doing here?!" he was still a little drunk "Why aren't you in your dorm?" "I smelled the smoke and run here, sir. I was afraid... you could have been in danger." He turned to the curtains, half burnt, and noticed a candle, esinguished and consumed. "My... what an idiot I was..." you heard him murmur. You realised he was reading and, once fell asleep, forgot to estinguish the candle, maybe due to the wine he drank. "I suppose I have to thank you." he said, cold, as his usual "I admit that I coud have died, if you weren't been here. 20 points to Slytheirin." He didn't spoke to anyone, nor you. No one knew about the fire. Maybe Snape didn't want to appear an idiot, or he wanted to protect you from mischievous voices from other students, who would have asked why a student was in a professor room. And, mostly, he never truly thanked you for saving his life. Maybe that book, and that kiss were his "Thank you for saving my life.". With this thought and accepting your feelings towards him, you hugged him back and responded to the kiss. He aimed the door with his wand, before sweeping you up his arms. "Colloportus. Muffliato." The door closed. And no one could ever hear what would happen next. You would never forget the feeling of his lips, on yours and on your body. Or his hands touching and squeezing you. Or the warmth of his body. Most of all, the beating of his heart, so strong, first fast, but then slowling. "No one will never know..." you murmur to each other, between ragged breaths.
@@rvonniee1007 Okay so it keeps deleting my links but hear me out, search for "Severus Snape Dakimagura Geekmagazin", that's mine, if it's the same it's really really high quality, if I'm not mistaken mine's the 50x150cm one
Wands up for our Professor Snape. Wands up to Alan Rickman. /* Edit: Everyone, yesterday was the sixth anniversary of his death… Please raise your wands.
Can you do a neville humming video? Basically just the humming, no ukulele, some faint hemi synce in the back ground and some loud(but not too loud) heart beat in the background and like 30 minutes long? Sorry if thats too much
@@fellyjonevertheless thanks for potting this together! Much appreciated. Believe it or not I have sundown syndrome associated with my ASD and this helps me calm down and rest a little
Imagine time! You were mixing a boils potion when the bell rung. Everyone charged out but Snape pulled you back. He took you by surprise so you Stammered out, ' Y-Yes professor? " He roughly took you to a chamber and handed you a note, saying nothing. The note says: Ms. Y/L/N you are currently failing potions. You will be receiving detention with me. Your jaw dropped as he nodded. He took you to the forest and grabbed you roughly by the back and kissed you quickly. You were DISGUSTED yet happy. Mainly disgusted that a teacher kissed you. Guys I'm so sorry you didn't like the kiss. I thought since it was a teacher it was weird. :) ❤
Am I the only one who doesn’t understand why people simp for snape so much 👁👄👁 Anyway r.i.p. Alan rickman 😔😔 also my name is cece snape cuz i’m his DAUGHTER not his wife lmao
