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send "You're hot" for my muse's reaction

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𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓: 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄, 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒, 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍.

All these sentences were found on pinterests about romance, longing, pinning, sweet whispering, dirty talk and intimacy. Those that are intimate and smutty are label as such so please beware. Change names, pronouns, locations as you see fit.

For former lovers, separation and the longing:

I wish we never met, you are too hard to forget.

You don’t even know how beautiful you are.

You broke my heart. You killed me.

I just miss you all the time.

There is only one heart in this body. Have mercy on me.

For you it’s all just a game, isn’t it?

We all have our seasons, my issue is that all remind me of you.

I’m jealous of everyone who can see you everyday.

We will meet again in our dreams.

Perhaps in another life. . .we would’ve worked.

I don’t care how complicated this gets.

I wish you loved me like I love you.

Am I not good enough for you?

I wish it was easier to hate you.

Just because I let you go doesn't mean I wanted to.

Please stop making me think you are in love with me.

What is this? Whatever we have, it’s not longer simple.

You knew I loved you and you broke my heart anyways.

You left. I woke up one day and you were gone. Not even a goodbye.

I love you and it’s killing me.

Come back alive and I’ll say it. Come back to me and I’ll say anything you want.

I’ll wait for you, but don’t take forever.

I wish I had met you a long time ago.

You are putting words in my mouth.

I might be heartless but you are naive.

You’re right I don’t want to feel anything.

You are scared of the way I make you feel.

I have loved you since we were children.

Stop denying what happened between us. 

You keep saying it was just an affair. But it wasn’t. 

Who hurt you?

I’ll always find you.

Wherever you are, if you need me, I will find you. If you need me.

You don't need to say a word. I never expected you to feel the same.

You are still searching for me in every woman.

Intimacy between lovers, nsft:

You can control what I eat, what I wear, who I talk to.

Good girl, you are taking it so well.

You are making me proud.

This is just for you.

You're taking it so good.

Eyes on me while I fuck you, baby.

You like that, uh?

Lift your hips for me, love.

Mine. Only fucking mine.

If you can still walk, then we are not finished.

You say we are friends, but friends don’t know the way you taste.

Dirty and loyal, that’s my girl.

You deserve to be fucked until you can’t stand up.

Shh, just a bit more. That’s it.

There you go, that’s a good girl.

We have to be careful, we can’t fall in love.

I’m going to eat you up.

I’ll do things you never forget.

We are lovers, we can’t stop loving.

You little aristocrat, I want to fuck you. Teach you things, humiliate you.

I never stopped wanted you. I want you now so bad.

Maybe I should get on my knees and worship you.

Lift up your dress.

You don’t need pleasure, you need shivers.

I want you in my mouth.

Tie me up, tell me I’m yours, take control.

You got to be quiet or someone will hear you.

Does it get you wet? That someone might walk in?

Bend over, hands on the bed.

Brace yourself on the wall. 

Are you going to come for me? 

Come inside me, please. 

You like a gentleman who knows how not to be gentle.

I can’t hate you. Not like this. Not now. 

The taste of you is so addictive. 

Do you want me to turn over? Take me from behind? 

Oh, I thought you were mad at me.

Wet my fingers for me, sweetheart.

Use that mouth of yours. 

Move with me, grind on it.

Did he ever touched you like this?

Don’t let a single drop go to waste.

Strip for me.

Do you let all your enemies fuck you like this?

Open up for me.

Don’t come until I give you permission.

Have I not been a good girl?

I learn fast. Does that feel good?

You deserve the best, because you are my good girl.

I'm going to ruin you.

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𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒

All sentences have been taken from different literally, and media sources regarding childhood friends with feelings, former lovers, the one that never got away and the fear of a new love. You can change names, pronouns, locations and more as you see fit.

Can you forget about me?

No.  Not if I live to be a hundred.

Then don’t ask me to do what you can’t.

Know that you are a beautiful woman with a beautiful soul and someday you will meet someone amazing, if you haven’t already. Someone that’s going to adore you as much as I always did.

But there will never be anyone else for me. You're it.

It’s us. It always has been.

Why do you speak like we won’t meet again for such a long time?

I don’t think you remember me as well as I remember us.

I never thought of a future without you.

Over the years, we have all seen their love grow. From playmates to sweethearts to bride and groom.

A lot has changed since the days when I used to throw mud in your face... but not everything's changed.

The red string of fate bound us together even then.

Why are old lovers able to become friends? Two reasons. They never truly loved each other, or they love each other still.

You're gone and you left me. My heart has dissipated.

I don't want to forget what we had. Ever.

I thought I was over him.

I realized I’m in love. It's always been right in front of me.

I tried to hate you, to forgive you, all just to forget you, but I'm only capable of loving you.

The more I try to erase you, the deeper you sink in.

I wanted you in my life from the beginning, Mal. Any way I could have you.

I’ve always liked you, from the first moment I saw you.

Don't let happiness slip through your fingers because of old angers and mistakes.

Why would I care what I look like when I’m constantly next to you?

I knew I wasn’t capable of falling in love unless you walked back into my life.

I let you go once. You’re crazy if you think I’m doing that again.

I always knew it was horses that would bring you back.

You’re always thinking about me, even when you’re frowning.

I’m thinking what a fool you are.

 You rule my every thought. Even then. I was lying to myself.

You do deserve to dance, wear pretty dresses, and eat fine foods. You are worth celebrating.

When we're in here, when we're together like this, forget about everyone else.

I fancy you, Lauren, more now than ever.

I want you exactly as we've been before and so much more on top of that, too.

You… you’re everything I look for too.

Don’t ask me to give it all up unless that’s really what you want, because I could do it for you.

Forget San Carlo for just one second and tell me what you feel.

I can’t give you up, Lucy. I’m addicted to you, and I’m not strong enough to give you up.

I couldn’t risk someone seeing. The woods have eyes.

There was love in my heart for a boy once before, and it was a love that consumed my entire being.

There. Let the gods of friendship and common sense strike him dead.

There's something to said about smaller bed - you're forced to stay close to me. Where you belong.

There was a moment when we were young where I thought we would be married by now.

Not hard to get at all. Just hard to keep.

I'm trying to be good here, Karlie. But you're making it damn hard to resist.

What would you have me do to prove it? 

You're my past, my present, and my future. 

Say yes. Open your eyes, see that it's me, and say yes.

Why did you kiss me?

There's nothing to say.

Why are you looking at me like that?

You shouldn’t touch me.

We can't keep going on like this.

Back then, I always hoped. . .you know.

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Sometimes I forgot i drew these😭😭😭

#this gagged me so hard 😵‍💫😵‍💫🥵 #﹂ ʾ . ⭒ ❝ severus snape — portrait . #﹂ ʾ . ⭒ ❝ lucius malfoy — portrait . #nsfw tag

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“You cling to your papers and pens, waiting until you like me again”

#snucius #sometimes i wonder about this ship #atm my severus doesn't care for the malfoys outside of work #but who knows? #the fanart is always so pretty

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Severus could only imagine what Azkaban was like despite the fact that he nearly ended up there himself once upon a time. And should he miraculously survive another brewing war, he was probably going to end up there anyway despite it all. There were things he could NEVER own up to in court; horrific things he has done in the past to appease the Dark Lord. No amount of good could ever erase the many he manipulated into death. Not by his own hands of course, but did that make it any better?

As for Albus, he wouldn't be around to save him again this time around, not to mention many in the Ministry were beginning to wonder if Albus was 'the guy' anymore. Severus had no doubt if things were different, Albus would have had just enough left in the tank to get rid of Tom once and for all. With Potter at his side, they were always the winning duo.

Yet we must all succumb to death, one way or another…

His thoughts lead to dark eyes down casting, well aware that Black was watching him, but the mask remained firmly in place. As easy as it had been to falter briefly in the sanctuary of Grimmauld Place just moments ago, he had to get back into form. A place that allowed Severus to relax those shoulders a bit was a DANGEROUS PLACE. Not even Hogwarts could award him the same pleasures of this home ( dungeons not included ). Feeling at ease was not a life's pleasure that he could afford to enjoy too much. One wrong move… one slip of the tongue…

The unexpected yet not entirely unwelcomed chuckle from Black, drew Severus back into the present. Indeed if one were to truly think about it, this was probably the first time they had EVER agreed on anything. That alone was cause for another drag.

The corners of Severus' full, pale lips would twitch ever so slightly, a tell-tell sign that he too found it rather amusing. It was about as much of a break in character that Black could hope for given Severus' determination to stay in form. Comfort was dangerous and these few moments were allowing Severus a glimpse into the other side of Black. The charm he alluded back then was lost upon Severus. It had been masked by Snape's own loathing of the boy. Without the venom and looks of disgust being thrown his way, it was easier to see why James felt at ease around him.

And speaking of comforts, it was painfully obvious that the sanctuary that was Grimmauld Place to Severus was NOT the same thing to Black. It was written all over his body language from day to day as well as the mood that accompanied it. Severus supposed he couldn't blame Black too much for his current feelings on the matter. Between the muttering house elf with a blood superiority complex and the screaming portrait of his late mother, Severus dared assume it might have caused himself a great deal of discomfort too if the roles were reversed. This place was likely naught but reminders of the prejudice Black overcame at the price of his family. They practically disowned him for daring to spit in the face of their vile blood purity nonsense. In that regard, Severus would always admire the man. It was brave of him to risk being an outsider to his family for the sake of a belief that wasn't popular at the time.

HE'D NEVER UTTER SUCH PRAISE ALOUD OF COURSE. At least he had no intention of doing so. For all of their formalities in the present, he knew wounds were rooted too deeply within the two of them to ever forgive and forget. This moment was simply a result of being too old and stressed to bicker like children anymore. The wounds no longer festered as they did but healing took time, and Severus couldn't be sure this was a step in that direction just yet.

Severus' dark eyes finally looked to Black again, the mask faltering just a bit at the mention of Potter's behavior. No matter how 'hard' Severus had trained himself to be, there was still some part of him that actually cared for the boy's well being --- and not just because they all needed him to win a war. His relationship with Potter was nothing short of antagonistic to anyone who observed from afar. Only Severus knew that much of his own antics was his own way pushing Potter without being overly sentimental. He would never, EVER let the boy know just how much of his mother he saw in him at times. His kindness was every bit of Lily. His face however…

"I have noticed it too --- since last term," he began quietly. "When Potter returned from the maze carrying Cedric's body and screaming about the Dark Lord's return, he was never the same again." He paused. "I have seen the light leave many a wizard's gaze. No matter how many times one bears witness to it, it does not get any easier. It is but a constant reminder that we are always one second away from death if a wand is in the wrong hands."

He took one last drag and put out the cig. "Potter has survivor's guilt. I am not a licensed therapist, but I've seen inside of his head during our sessions. He has nightmares about Cedric; relives the night of Tom's return. Cedric was only a few feet away from him. He could have saved him… or at least that's what Potter believes. Neither stood a chance against Wormtail. I'm sure you know that for all of his sniveling, he could have ended them both."

He paused. "Even if Potter didn't hate me, I doubt very seriously I could get through to him. He is as stubborn as all the other Gryffindor heroes that came before him, but do not underestimate his inner circle. His friends will help him steer the course in time. Ms. Granger and Mr. Weasley are nothing short of determined to remain at his side until the bitter end. They would die for him if it meant helping him succeed."

It must be nice having people like that… Willing to die for you… No one would die for me…

A thought that was nearly a slip of the tongue but Severus reeled it in. More surprisingly though was the words to follow from Black. He found himself genuinely taken back --- so much so that his steely features faltered just slightly in the form of pupils displaying shock ( albeit briefly ). It had him quickly standing --- not because Black had done anything wrong --- but because he FEARED THE COMFORT OF THE MOMENT. It was… too much and so he busied himself by moving to the sink to wash his tea cup and all the other dishes by hand. He would always keep Potter safe --- to the best of his ability. That was likely the only promise he could keep to Black.

he's  surprised  when  severus  accepts  the  cigarette  ,  grey  eyes  following  the  slender  fingers  into  the  offered  box  to  claim  his  prize  .  how  strange  ,  he  thinks  ,  to  be  sat  here  with  this  man  he  has  so  despised  ,  has  torn  apart  with  his  knife  sharp  tongue  ,  almost  led  to  his  death  during  a  particularly  terrible  spiral  of  self  destruction  one  year  in  his  teens  ;  to  be  sharing  his  last  remaining  pleasure  in  life  as  he  hands  over  the  smokes  for  his  consumption  .  james  would  laugh  ,  but  somehow  he  thinks  he  would  be proud  of  him  .

he  follows  his  every  movement  ,  like  something  slippery  stalking  its  prey  ,  but  sirius  is  too  tired  for  their  childhish  games   ,  too  broken  down  by  twelve  grimmauld  place  and  its  many  walls  .  can  severus  see  it  in  him  ?  that  he  is  so  very  close  to giving  up  ,  wrecked  by  the  whispering  portraits  and  the  knowledge  that  his  best  friend  has  been  ripped  from  him  like  a  limb  ;  the  last  thirteen  years  have  not  been  some  rotten  nightmare  ,  but  his  very  real  truth  .  it  is  harry  which  keeps  him  going  ,  this  precious  boy  who  sometimes  feels  like  a  small  part  of  something  so  much  bigger  than  him  ,  something  sirius  black  cannot  wrap  his  head  around  .

snape's  coughing  draws  back  his  attention  ,  and  he  can't  help  but  smile  .  "  if  nothing  else  ,  azkaban  gave  me  enough  time  ,  and  enough  need  ,  to  learn  how  to  roll  such  strong  enough  cigarettes  .  "  he  lifts  his  own  between  skinny  fingers  ,  inhales  a  longing  drag  and  ponders  the  fact  that  there  is  something  like  civility  between  them  .  what  would  he  get  from  barbed  comments  now  but  a  reminder  that  he  is  stuck  in  the  past  as everyone  is  seemingly  aware  of  ? "  well  that's  a  first  .  "  he  laughs  ,  it's  a  croaky  old  thing  in  comparison  to  the  deep  ,  musical  cackle  which  had  once  rang  through  the  great  hall  —  another  piece  of  him  stolen  .  "  look  at  us  ,  agreeing  on  something  .  " 

he  follows  his  words  with  near  fascination  .  sirius  has  wondered  exactly  what  was  going  on  in  these  lessons  ,  has  hungered  for  any  minute  detail  of  harry's  life  outside  of  short  visits  to  number  twelve  ,  how  he  was  getting  along  outside  of  the  snippets  his  coded  letters  allow  for  him  .  "  he  deserves  more  than  what  dumbledore  is  giving  him  ,  severus  .  he's  so  .  .  . angry  .  even  when  he's  here  ,  he  isn't  himself  .  "  but  does  he  know  harry  so  deeply  ?  or  is  it  the  memory  of  james  potter  projected  onto  the  boy  by  a  man  so  desperate  to  see  a  glimmer  of  his  past  .  "  severus  ,  he  is  fifteen  years  old  .  do  not  blame  yourself  for  his  inability  to  grasp  such  intricate  magic  .  it  is  a  miracle  that  anyone  can  withstand  such  lessons  .  all  that  i  ask  is  that  you  keep  him  safe  .  " 

#dementrd #﹂ ʾ . ⭒ ❝ severus snape — in character . #﹂ ʾ . ⭒ ❝ snape vs2 — servant of two masters . #long post tw #// apologies for such a long reply #grad school kicking my ass so my replies might be long at times #and horribly late

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❝𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞❞ rp meme. as always, feel free to change pronouns, tweak, modify, or adjust these prompts as needed!

❛ Tell me how I know you. ❜

❛ Tell me how to help you. ❜

❛ Tell me what you want. ❜

❛ Tell me you want me. ❜

❛ Tell me the truth. ❜

❛ Tell me a lie. ❜

❛ Tell me a story. ❜

❛ Tell me if this hurts. ❜

❛ Tell me what happened. ❜

❛ Tell me who did this. ❜

❛ Tell me to stop. ❜

❛ Tell me you love me. ❜

❛ Tell me to stay. ❜

❛ Tell me if I'm bothering you. ❜

❛ Tell me how you did that. ❜

❛ Tell me you didn't just do that. ❜

❛ Tell me you didn't just say that. ❜

❛ Tell me I'm pretty. ❜

❛ Tell me you didn't think about me too. ❜

❛ Tell me you don't love me. ❜

❛ Tell me you want me to go. ❜

❛ Tell me you don't want me. I dare you. ❜

❛ Tell me what you want me to do. ❜

❛ Tell me when to stop. ❜

❛ Tell me what you were dreaming about. ❜

❛ Tell me about it? ❜

❛ Tell me about him/her/them? ❜

❛ Tell me what I should do. ❜

❛ Tell me you didn't forget. ❜

❛ Tell me I'm yours. ❜

❛ Tell me you're mine. ❜

❛ Tell me everything. ❜

❛ Tell me more. ❜

❛ Tell me what I did wrong. ❜

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❝𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞❞ rp meme. as always, feel free to change pronouns, tweak, modify, or adjust these prompts as needed!

❛ Tell me how I know you. ❜

❛ Tell me how to help you. ❜

❛ Tell me what you want. ❜

❛ Tell me you want me. ❜

❛ Tell me the truth. ❜

❛ Tell me a lie. ❜

❛ Tell me a story. ❜

❛ Tell me if this hurts. ❜

❛ Tell me what happened. ❜

❛ Tell me who did this. ❜

❛ Tell me to stop. ❜

❛ Tell me you love me. ❜

❛ Tell me to stay. ❜

❛ Tell me if I'm bothering you. ❜

❛ Tell me how you did that. ❜

❛ Tell me you didn't just do that. ❜

❛ Tell me you didn't just say that. ❜

❛ Tell me I'm pretty. ❜

❛ Tell me you didn't think about me too. ❜

❛ Tell me you don't love me. ❜

❛ Tell me you want me to go. ❜

❛ Tell me you don't want me. I dare you. ❜

❛ Tell me what you want me to do. ❜

❛ Tell me when to stop. ❜

❛ Tell me what you were dreaming about. ❜

❛ Tell me about it? ❜

❛ Tell me about him/her/them? ❜

❛ Tell me what I should do. ❜

❛ Tell me you didn't forget. ❜

❛ Tell me I'm yours. ❜

❛ Tell me you're mine. ❜

❛ Tell me everything. ❜

❛ Tell me more. ❜

❛ Tell me what I did wrong. ❜

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i think i owe one reply. it might be the weekend before i can properly get to it. the work week starts a new which means no time for anything really.

as a side note, i was watching people react to harry potter and the CoS. and there was a funny debate about how albus has the worst record in hiring people. but in his defense, the dark arts position is cursed. no one really wants the job so im convinced he had to take what was out there, especially where lockhart was concerned. and i am 100% sure that albus was very aware that gilderoy was an old fraud. albus is old --- not senile. but between him and minerva, they probably figured lockhart was about as harmless as they come and at the time, there was no real reason to fret too much about teaching DADA. so if anything, the whole staff had them a good laugh that whole year. ( well minus the whole CoS actually opening )

And you should all know that gilderoy is one of my absolute favorite characters. he was number 1 for a long time because i cannot get enough of this old fraud. his narcissism is so exaggerated and i just think he's so ham. and i love me a good, hammy idiot.

random discourse: i think gilderoy wanted to be a great wizard, found out he wasn't very good and his ego decided to create this larger than life persona to make up for his complete lack of talent.

#﹂ ʾ . ⭒ ❝ gilderoy lockhart — isms . #﹂ ʾ . ⭒ ❝ dumbledore — isms . #﹂ ʾ . ⭒ ❝ reveal your secrets — discourse .

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I love when I find good meta written by actual therapists and not tumblr's idea of googling shit and thinking they're suddenly experts. At any rate, I stand by my whole canon that Severus ---- be it book or movie --- was NEVER obsessed with Lily. Miss me with it. He genuinely cared about her. And... She was probably the only real friend he ever had followed by Albus who took advantage of him despite likely caring for him too. But that's the ONLY reason he clung to Lily's light for dear life. It got him through tough times regardless of her choosing James and electing to crucify him over some shit said out of passion ( as was her right. he deserved it ). I will never ship them romantically, but I do think Severus really loved the idea of her romantically. It was never going to happen though.

#( 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒐 ) ooc post . #﹂ ʾ . ⭒ ❝ reveal your secrets — discourse . #﹂ ʾ . ⭒ ❝ severus snape — isms .

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As curious as Albus was about Ophiucus and his father, the man had said more than enough for Albus to deduce that there was much bad blood between them. It was hard to be certain if one reason outweighed the other, but Albus knew all too well just how disheartening it could be when one's father wasn't in their corner.

Granted Albus' father was absent for different reasons. He ended up in Azkaban trying to avenge his sister. Probably wasn't the smartest thing to do on his part, but for years Albus had to endure the snide remarks from his own brother as it pertained to the situation.

〝 Yeah, well at least father got up and did something. What did you do, Albus? 〞

It was a line that haunted him for years, like many others that befell the lips of Aberforth. A lot of things were a constant, chilling reminder of how he had failed his family. With their father being locked away, it was Albus' job to assume the role.

'Yet I ran from it… and look where it got me…'

He had to force himself to reel it in, for Ophiucus was just as observant as Albus. Perhaps even more so considering Albus often let emotions bleed through what many perceived to be 'thick skin'. If they only knew just how much he allowed feelings to get the best of him, they'd think so much differently of the man they hailed as their 'savior'.

〝 I think many people fall into the trap of making the wrong assumptions about people --- myself included. It's so unlike me to jump to conclusions so quickly yet I wonder if my doing so was…primarily because I was afraid of being wrong again. 〞 He paused. 〝 I gave someone the benefit of the doubt once and it… horribly backfired. I've been on edge although that is hardly an excuse that makes it better. But… what I am trying to say is that you are nothing like first impressions lead one to believe. You are a joy to be around and converse with --- even better that we can go from serious politics to playful banter in an instant. Whatever your father may have been doesn't appear to live on in you. You are… your own person and I enjoy this person. 〞

And perhaps he word vomited a little too much, but he felt the need to reassure Ophiucus all the same. He hadn't intended to say THAT much. Thinking back on it, he probably came off as some silly fanboy; like one of their many students constantly fawning in the corridors. It had Albus quickly looking away again only to find himself fighting off the urge to hide himself again. Those sparkling blue eyes looked to Ophiucus but just as quickly looked away. If anyone was a horrible distraction, it was the man teasing him so.

〝 I'm certainly glad at least one of us is an expert at keeping things hidden. 〞 Because poor Albus was terrible at it. Not only was he outed first as it pertained to the attraction between them, but he had a feeling those blue eyes of his were going to have great difficulty in the days to come. Ophiucus was difficult to ignore BEFORE he realized the attraction. Now that there had been much flirting on their part as well as a kiss to seal it, he'd be lucky to go a full day without a lingering glance towards the gorgeous male.

His own distracting britches aside, he tried to remain focused on the text in hand. After all, there would be plenty of time for more of that dangerous flirting. With several days planned to be alone with Ophiucus, he had a feeling in his gut that there would be plenty of that in between training. With no prying eyes to keep Albus on a tight leash, the collar was sure to come undone a bit. Even now it was difficult to share airspace knowing how they felt about each other's company.

Albus' saving grace came in the form of Ophiucus changing the subject. Albus noted his presence as he walked about the room, but hardly noted anything off about it. It wasn't uncommon to move things around or get lost in the nostalgia of an old room. Albus thought little of it and kept browsing pages, hanging onto every word the other wizard spoke. He seemed to know quite a lot --- a lot more than most --- but Albus chalked it up to his lineage and his interest in history in general. Who's to say Ophiucus didn't spend a great deal of his young life researching the founders? It was certainly something Albus might have done were it not for all of his early life drama. He was almost jealous at how much Ophiucus knew. Such rich history… and Albus let time go to waste all because of love.

〝 Well, I guess I'm trying to break the habit of assuming everything bad happening was all on Slytherin. We get enough of that prejudice at work among the students and staff. Mayhaps he did cause a lot of trouble, but there's four founders which means four sides to the story. We only ever get two perspectives and I'm sure much of Salazar's has been spruced up a bit over the years. Stories get even more elaborate the longer they're passed down. 〞

Albus would only look up as Ophiucus' smooth voice, spoken softly in tone, was next to him once more. He looked into those eyes, captivated by his words. They seemed to stir within him many memories of his own recklessness as a youth. Even now Albus felt quite ashamed of those days and was quick to break the eye contact as he recalled those days. Lying in bed with a man who gassed him up to 'change the world'... He should have been somewhere taking care of his sister. Not becoming one half the Master of Death and making blood pacts.

〝 You make a valid point. I never really stop to think about how young they were. I am so used to the fanfare that is made about our wise, old founders that even I overlook the fact that they were young when Hogwarts was stablished. Reckless youths… 〞 To be young all over again… With what he knew now, he rather hoped he could change it all; rid himself of the failures if given a second chance. Impossible, yet he wished it all the same.

Salazar couldn't help the soft snort that left him at the mention of not being 'HAPPY' that his father was long gone. When he himself had received word long ago of his passing, there had been no mourning. Merely a letter burned in the fireplace of his study within Hogwarts without a word to anyone else, even the other founders. Though they later discovered it, there had been no need to concern them about the passing of a VILE man. Even at his darkest, Salazar could never imagine hurting his own flesh and blood. Well, the Gaunts were another matter entirely. They were so far removed that, despite their desperate attempts to 'PRESERVE' the blood that Salazar no longer considered them his own nor would he claim them as such.

❝  Believe you me that there is no need for SORROW for that man. There was certainly no love lost between us. Many people think myself cold or even dangerous, but had they met that man, well—— ❞  Salazar shrugged, allowing his words to trail off. He spoke so casually, so nonchalantly about the matter though he had yet to elaborate much on it. Inferences could no doubt be made. The unsupportive father and a son that held either resentment or had become so CALLOUSED to the mention of the man it had no effect at all. He probably didn't need to delve too deep into it; while Albus could enter the mind of others Salazar knew he was also well versed in reading between the lines without the INTRUDING piece of magic.

Allow him to make his own judgements, to guess the past. If asked, Salazar might open up some. And yet, he still enjoyed the air of mystery he had surrounding himself. It was like ARMOR, protecting him when he would undoubtedly need to vanish from this current life. Better to have lesser connections and leave less of a trace so he could rebuild again elsewhere. To just feign a sudden excuse to have to leave or, sometimes, just disappearing without a WORD. The time always came and there were few in the world he actually regretted having to leave behind. But such was the gift of immortality; no one could stay with him FOREVER.

And yet perhaps teaching at a school full of students that would one day roam the world and know his face may not have been the GREATEST of ideas. Nor getting involved with one of the most powerful wizards of the age. Those that might surely recognize him later on in life as his appearance would never change, never age nor have a fresh scar mark it. Magic and charms could only hide one for so long and masking his appearance each day would simply be EXHAUSTING. And yet Salazar found himself enjoying it greatly, a temptation he couldn't resist though he wasn't sure which one he enjoyed more.

The school that had TEMPTED him for so long, like a calling back home when he had none to return to save for his manor. Or perhaps Albus, an equal and one he found himself caring for greatly.

And speaking of, the reaction from the great wizard had Salazar chuckling. How flustered he became each time would never cease to be amusing to him. Though he wasn't certain if others had ever truly taken notice, surely some eyes had considering Albus was an attractive man. ❝  Oh, I wouldn't DREAM of it, dear Albus, ❞  he teased at the mention of going up a size. ❝  Besides, I doubt there's much you can do to avoid being a DISTRACTION at work these days. You should be so glad that I know how to keep such things hidden. ❞  All for the sake of Albus, of course. If the truth were to come out about such ATTRACTION between them, the Founder certainly wouldn't have any qualms about it. A balance of mystery and openness so that others wouldn't care about what was below the surface.

As Albus looked through the worn and weathered pages of one of her journals, Salazar found himself wandering about the library to look over his massive collection. Truth be told, he rarely wandered in here these days. Most of it was writings and magic he had already learned merely locked away for safekeeping. The rest were journals of histories he already knew or ones he himself had EXPERIENCED. The journals of the Founders, for example, mostly went unread. Why bother himself with a history that had left him so BITTER? The good memories might persevere but they had been TAINTED by the negativity of his perceived betrayal.

One some shelves, accompanying the books, were little trinkets. Items of his collection beyond just books. He paused at one shelf on the distant side of the library, taking a drink from his glass. Along the books was another one of his display items that seems so simple in comparison to some that were secured in small, enchanted glass cases.

A wand. His ORIGINAL wand that he had crafted and one that rarely saw use as he often used another to blend in better.

Of course it didn't serve him as well and he had gone through many other wands in his lifetime as they eventually cracked and BROKE under his strength. But it was better than others wondering why he might use such an ancient wand or, for some like Ollivander, realizing the magical properties were unique to that of Salazar if it were ever inspected too closely. Better safe than sorry and better to only use it as a last resort if he needed precise magic to his full extent. Otherwise, he could rely on borrowed wands or even wandless magic that was so raw.

Moving casually to keep his actions unnoticed, he carefully shifted the wand to partially obscure it behind some of the books on the shelf.

❝  Of course they had such moments. It wasn't all war and bloodshed. They were close. Like FAMILY, ❞  he spoke up, turning away from the shelf once more to face Albus with that casual smirk he often wore. ❝  Though you continue to SURPRISE me by blaming the world and the times rather than blaming Slytherin himself. But, reading their journals, mostly those from before the war between the Founders, does have some rather humourous entries. Snowball fights with the students, drunken nights before the school around a fire, Godric convincing Salazar to get involved in his antics, even recipes from Helga. There was a time of PEACE. ❞  Only a little over a decade but enough for them to bond beyond the wars of Muggles and the magical community. In order to work so well for even that long, there had to be the small moments in between all the work and trying to survive.

Salazar crossed the room again, one hand behind his back while the other still held his glass of whiskey, to move back to Albus and his readings. ❝  I think, what most people forget, is they all started very YOUNG. And the young even back then were foolish and needed relief from the stress of the times. I know I was certainly the RECKLESS youth in my teenage years and into my twenties. They weren't in their fifties beginning the school. ❞ 

#fallencrowns #﹂ ʾ . ⭒ ❝ dumbledore — in character . #// and i have zero regrets on this end #as usual we are completely whipped #﹂ ʾ . ⭒ ❝ expecto patronum — queued .

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Bedtime for me! I have a lengthy reply popping out of the queue tomorrow afternoon!

#( 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒐 ) ooc post . #managed to get salazar his reply #well worth the time spent x)

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𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋.

basically i got thinking abt like. you know when you watch a movie, or read a book, and characters go into a room or they do a particular thing together, and you just KNOW it’s building up to something, and it could be literally anything, from a kiss to a murder, but SOMETHING will DEFINITELY happen??? yeah. this is a love-letter to those glorious scenes! i hope you all enjoy!

[  ROAD  TRIP  ]:     the sender and receiver embark on a road trip together; the purpose could be anything at all, but what’s important is that the journey lasts at least several hours. additionally, the sender and receiver are the only people in the car!

[  BARED  SOULS  ]:     the sender and receiver spontaneously go skinny dipping together in the middle of the night while visiting an isolated lake. go wild! maybe the sender finds the receiver already skinny dipping, maybe it’s the other way round, who knows! you do! maybe.

[  NIGHT-TIME  STROLLS  ]:    the sender decides to walk the receiver home from an event late one night. and it’s very late; so late that they might as well be the only people left in the world. it’s just them and the quiet night sky, and conversations of all kinds are easy to come by.

[  TOP OF THE WORLD  ]:     one of the muses finds the other on the roof-top in the middle of the night. neither of them want to sleep, and so they sit together for the remainder of the night until the sun comes up, content to sit and talk and exist with each other.

[  STEPPING  BACK  ]:      while they’re both attending a particularly lively and crowded party, both muses, craving a moment of peace and fresh air, accidentally go to the same balcony. unwilling to leave, they sit together, and begin to talk as the party spins on behind their backs.

[  NO  VACANCIES  ]:     both characters are in a position where they must share a hotel room together; not so bad, until they realize the only room left has one bed and no sofa in it. paired with a carpet that not even a worst enemy would be subjected to, the two must share the bed.

[  WRONG  ROOM  ]:     after a long day, and a hotel with many vacancies, the two muses part ways to go to bed. only, one of them ends up waking in the middle of the night, and shows up at the other’s doorstep, knocking and asking to come in, for reasons unknown to the other muse.

[  NIGHT-INGALE  ]:     after being badly beaten, one muse shows up on the other muse’s doorstep, pleading for help. the other obliges, brings them in and gently cleans their wounds, bandaging them up, helping them as much as they can while quiet confessions and gentle pleas happen. basically, angst and emotion and hurt and comfort, and it’s DELICIOUS–

[  VISITING  HOURS  ]:     upon waking in a hospital bed, one of the muses turns their head, and finds the other sleeping in an uncomfortable chair by their bedside.

#﹂ ʾ .◞ ice breakers ⁝ memes ⋅

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so i'm that person who has never really considered reading fanfics that ship severus with any of the marauders. i have come to learn over the years that fanfics are completely self indulgent --- as they should be --- but sometimes that sacrifices plausibility. as in to say, could this REALLY happen? and sometimes i can suspend my disbelief and roll with it and other times, i struggle if there's no slowburn where necessary.

in the case of snape, you've got 4 people who spent the vast majority of his school life bullying him. and remus does NOT get a pass here because you're just as guilty if you're allowing it / enabling it / not speaking up. so even with remus, who nearly killed sev on accident, i cannot see a scenario without a shit ton of slow burn, where sev would even want to be near him, let alone date him.

and i imagine when remus was hired at hogwarts, sev probably tore albus a new one. like 'HOW DARE YOU HIRE HIM KNOWING WHAT HE IS...' because despite sev being a changed man, some trauma is harder to let go. and don't get me wrong. i love albus to death. he is my son, but he's also my very manipulative son who will sacrifice a person's comfort for what he deems 'the greater good'. and severus' comfort is sacrificed often. some would argue its deserved given how he was a death eater but no man is perfect. albus is not perfect. he dated a potential lord voldemort in gellert and KNEW what the man was deep inside so i mean... its a fine line if mistakes and imperfections but also good intentions in some areas.

all of that to say, i can never see a romantic relationship realistically working out with snape and a marauder UNLESS its slow burn AND a lot of things are discussed / apologized for on both ends AND lots of reassurance. Because honestly, if one of the marauders actually took a interest in snape, he'd assume it was one long, laborate joke. even as an adult, he'd assume they were having one last go at him on James' behalf and i don't think he'd ever truly believe one could care about him. the wound is too deep. he'd spend years wondering when the jig was up because anyone could have sex. anyone could SAY they love you. but snape's used to being used, manipulated, ect by those who claim to care so just... idk. romance for him in general would be hard.

and yeah i read snarry but its the same deal. there's a LOT of hurdles to overcome there starting with the fact that potter is the seed of the woman he once obsessed over and loved and the man he loathed beyond words.

but anyway, i will probably blog a lot of the fanart of these ships cos the art's so pretty. but just know its not me trying to push ships on people cos it would take plotting and time and a willingness for our characters to admit their wrongdoing. and they're all proud men so if it never happens, its totes cool.

as a side note, one night stands --- always possible. its the romantic, long term stuff that would take ages.

#﹂ ʾ . ⭒ ❝ reveal your secrets — discourse . #( discourse. ) #﹂ ʾ . ⭒ ❝ dumbledore — isms . #﹂ ʾ . ⭒ ❝ severus snape — isms . #// ill write one night stands #and smut fics or random encounters #but building off of them into something actually 'romantic' #will take time #although its a lot easier with some characters than others

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Marauder’s Era Snack where Sirius quite often has to reassure Severus that their relationship is not some intricate prank scheme because Snape for a long time reacts to any hint that it is in a "I knew it, what else to expect" kind of way and Sirius can't even blame anyone but himself 🙃🙃🙃

Love fics where their relationship develop in a slowburn way and all their canon backstory doesn't just disappear, because, hell, it's such an interesting thing to untangle and try to make work 🥺

#i've never seen this ship before #then again i dont read much fanfic #unless its snarry #but still... i have thoughts

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these AUs where they are both harry's godfathers 👀

#i dig it #﹂ ʾ . ⭒ ❝ severus snape — portrait . #with sirius

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My last day of true freedom until Summer vacation. My whole crew needs to get smashed out of their mind tbh but time is of the essence. Anyway ill be lurking off and on. Blogging memee, maybe answering anything small that comes to the inbox. Doing what I can until inevitably, I need to go to bed.

#( 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒐 ) ooc post .