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depressed-sugar-baby · 9 months
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Sirius: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives.
Severus: I wake up at 4:30 AM every day to brew.
Sirius: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives.
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tajiklove · 7 months
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I'm OBSESSED with Severus and Sirius becoming dirty old men together after the second war. Should probably get that checked out but, meh. CAN'T FIX CRAZY!
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celestialsister0918 · 7 months
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A quick little (dark) short story I wrote for a fest. Haven’t written much in Harry Potter lately, but I wanted to challenge myself. AO3= celestialsister0918 Snape x Sirius pairing. Heed warnings/tags. 🖤
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gabriellewebb · 2 years
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Frenemies with benefits - I
This fic has mature content, don’t read if you are under 18 or if you don’t like this type of content.
Also, a small warning for non-con elements as some may interpret that way.
I- Drinking Buddies
It was late on a Friday evening. Sirius Black sat down alone in the kitchen of his house at Grimmauld Place, drinking himself into oblivion when Snape arrived —Dumbledore probably sent her there to keep an eye on him.
Sirius was grumpy by this as they both hated each other since they were kids at Hogwarts. However what the wizard hated most was how much he wanted to bury his cock inside Snape's sour count. He nurtured sexual fantasies about the dark-haired witch since the first time he learnt how to stroke himself into completion.
As Snape approached him, Sirius emptied down a shot of Firewhisky and started pouring him another glass, trying to ignore her. Of course she stayed in front of him until he acknowledged her presence, so he downed the alcohol and turned his face to glare at her.
Snape raised an unimpressed eyebrow as she silently handed to him a small vial. "Drink it, it will make you sober up," She drawled in that sexy voice of hers. Sirius remained on his seat but straightened up his spine.
"Yeah, if I'm dead I won't be drunk anymore, right?" He snarled and took another sip of the Firewhisky —straight from bottle this time.
Snape scoffed. "It's only Pepperup Potion, you stupid mutt,"
Sirius snorted, the alcohol in his blood turning him bolder than his usual self. He slapped one of his thighs. "Sit down here you bitch and I'll show you the mutt,"
Instead of being offended, Snape smirked at him. Her dark eyes had a mysterious glint.
"So rude, Black," She waved her wand and put a chair just by his side, sitting down there graciously. She crossed her beautiful long legs while leaning down closer to him. Then, unexpectedly, she put a hand high on one of his thighs and squeezed it provocatively. Sirius got hard instantly. He stared Snape with widened eyes and a gaping mouth. "I've thought you pure-bloods had some manners in front of a lady," She continued, his mind got completely blank. Snape groped his hard cock over the fabric of his trousers and Sirius' body stiffened. He met her gaze and she stared so innocently at him that for a moment he believed he was imagining things. "Is there something wrong, Black? " She leaned down even closer and whispered on his ear. "Don't tell me you're all barks and no bites?" She sucked his earlobe, sending shivers all through his body.
Sirius barked out a laugh by the absurdity of the situation. "Oh no, my love," If he was so pissed drunk that he was actually dreaming, so be it. He opened his fly and guided her hand straight into his pulsating flesh. "This dog can do much more than bite and bark!"
"Oh really?" Snape released his length from his breeches, wrapping her hand around the shaft. It had been so long that Sirius starved for the touch of a woman that he showed his full glory without the need of pumping himself once or twice. "It seems that at least you have something to be proud of," She smirked devilish at him with lustful eyes, her tongue wetting her lower lip.
Oh Snape, you naughty witch!
Sirius was horny as a teenager and that only added up at his boldness. What said a lot considering he was sorted in Gryffindor. He wrapped his cock with one hand and the other he put at the back of her head.
"I'll give you all the family jewels inside my vault if you kiss it," A promise from a drunk who had nothing to lose and too much to gain.
"Do you take me for a whore?" She narrowed her eyes at him.
"Yes," He enlaced his fingers along her scalp, holding the roots of her hair in a firm grip. "Today you are my whore, love," He guided her head down and she offered no resistance. Snape gave a loud kiss on the tip of his cock and his male ego almost burst in pride making his childhood enemy submit to himself like that. What money couldn't do?
Sirius asked only for a kiss, so was caught by surprise as Snape licked the head of his dick. He almost came on the spot as she started to suck him off and he cursed himself as the spell backfired against the spell caster —the humiliation he would felt for coming in just a matter of seconds inside Snape's mouth. As he peaked, he held firmly her head in a tight grip so she would swallow every drop of his. Sirius only released Snape as he heard her gulping down his seed.
Snape stared him in cold fury but with her pride unfazed by what happened. "How disappointing,"
Oh, her words hurt, but he couldn't help himself from snort at her comment. "Just give me that fucking Pepperup Potion,"
She did it and as he downed the small flask, she drank a few sips from the bottle of Firewhisky. He waited until the side-effects of the potion subsided a little and took the bottle from her hands as the steam stopped flowing out from his ears. He pulled Snape towards him so she could straddle his lap. "You are my bitch tonight, snake, and I'm not finished with you yet," Sirius kissed hungrily her mouth as he ripped the upper part of her dress open. Snape gasped against his lips and then he was sure she was very fond of his roughness so he finished the job with her clothes in the same savage way, peeling every piece from her body until she was completely bare for him in that gorgeous body of hers. It was a crime to keep all that perfection hidden under all that layers of clothing.
He kissed her jaw and her neck as his hand explored her breasts, waist and bottom. As impatient as Sirius was, it didn't take long for him to start touching her between her legs.
Snape was so drenched that it made him growl.
Sirius pulled her by the hair, making her moan. He leaned closer to her ear. "Don't tell me you were so hungry for my cock?" He didn't let her answer, he slid roughly a finger inside her, making her whimper, soon followed by a second. "You're such a bad witch, Snape," He bit the crook of her neck, more gently than not. "How long have you been wanted to be my bitch?"
"I'm not your bitch,"  She said in a ragged breath with defiance in her voice.
"Oh really?" He slid a third finger and watched as she opened her mouth in pleasure, calling his name.
"You told me yourself that I'm your whore," She said with a smirk tugging her lips.
He was hard again and held her firmly by the hips so he positioned her over his cock and sheathed himself slowly inside her wet pussy. He wanted to punish her for calling him 'disappointing', but first he let her adjust to his size.
They maintained a slow pace only for a short period of time, then Sirius made Snape stood up and bent her down against the kitchen table. As she was so wet and slicky for him, he fucked her as wildly as he could. She never asked him to stop, so he ravaged her body and fucked her senseless until she moaned and screamed his name in a mixture of pain and pleasure. The smirk on her face when he pulled her body to his after he finished was a good indicator that he wasn't so 'disappointing' as before.
The night was long and Sirius wanted to defile his hateful house as much as his stamina allowed him to. Until the early morning arrived, he was able to fuck Snape in the living room, on his bed and the most satisfactory part of his time with the witch was when he ate her pussy over the stairs under the nose of the portrait of his mother —who was utterly outraged by his actions. Snape's moans combined with the enraged screams of his mother at the background were a song to his ears. What else a man could ask for in his life?
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qytysyw · 2 years
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My ps pictures in 2019.10.12. HP SBSS AU 
#SBSS #severussnape #siriusblack #Alanrickman #GaryOldman
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chitaayakuqing · 9 months
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So apparently Sirius x Snape is a ship, and all I can think of is that song "No Children" by the Mountain Goats.
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severussnapemylove · 6 months
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(Looking at a list of Order members names)
Y/N; “Wait, for real? (looks at Sirius) Sirius Orion Black? Your initials are S.O.B? So you’re a son of a bitch by name and by nature.”
Severus; (chokes on his drink)
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mori221c · 1 month
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SIRI NO
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meemoop · 2 months
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RIP Gourdon pt. 2
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jasmines-library · 1 month
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hi love! idk if you are interested or not but i had an idea of reader being friends with lilly and severus but also with the marauders untill the oh so fateful day were sev ruined his friendship with lilly and reader. i love the idea of lilly ending up in james's arms and reader in sirius's (they are my boys sorry sev🤭)
thank you and again, only if you want! have a wonderful day lovely!
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Warnings: Slurs (mudblood), swearing bullying kinda, negativity but fluffy ending
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Severus Snape was resting against a tree when it happened. The castle sat opposite him, just a short way across the clear water. The small ripples created by the creatures in the lake and the summer breeze often distracted him from the book that he rested between his knees and his chest as he tucked them up closely. It was this exact reason that he hadn't noticed the band of robe-clad gryffindors trudging up the slope toward him. James Potter led the group, he wore his signature charismatic grin; a smirk that twinged the corner of his lip upwards and made his nose scrunch beneath his glasses, and he had his wand held loosely in his hand. He twisted the delicate tool between his fingers as you would a drumstick. Sauntering over to Severus, he chuckled at his friends, nudging them playfully with his shoulder. 
“Snape!” He jested, calling out to him. 
His head snapped up, but he kept his back planted firmly against the tree as the group of marauders ran up to him. He squeezed his eyes shut, just hoping that they would turn and leave. But they were bored and Severus, who had been particularly troublesome toward them, had caught their eyes. Severus inched himself up against the tree so that he rose to his feet and began to turn back in the direction of the castle. 
James frowned, a look of mock pity set on his face. “Leaving already, Snivellus?”
Snape reached for his wand, but kept his back to them.  “Fuck off, Potter. I don’t want trouble.”
“Don’t you know it’s rude to turn your back to someone when they’re talking to you, Snape.” Sirius asked him. 
Severus whipped around quickly, his wand poised to cast a spell at them but James beat him to it; with one flick of his hand Snape's wand went flying across the river bank. He paled, the four Marauders stepping closer to him. 
“Nice one, James.” Sirius cheered. 
The dark haired boy backed up slowly, setting his gaze. The four of them were edging closer, threatening him with their wands when you spotted them. You had just finished class and were heading over to the lake with Lily, arm in arm. The two of you were over there in seconds when you saw your friends threatening each other. Much to your boyfriend's dismay, you and Severus had been friends from the beginning of the first year. You met him on the train; a shy boy with long hair who didn’t quite seem certain of the world. Lily bonded with him quickly, and you followed soon after. It wasn’t long after that that you met Sirius Black. Charming, brave, daring; he was the complete opposite to Snape, but you supposed that was what drew you to him so much. It was their clash in personalities that made the two clash. It seemed as though they were always doing something to wind up the other.
This time it had gone too far. You were unsure of what Sev had done to wind up the Marauders so much, but you and Lily were skidding to a stop beside them in a heartbeat. 
James caught a glimpse of Lily’s fiery hair out of the corner of his eye. “Lilyflower-”
“Leave him alone, James.” It wasn’t quite a demand, Lily never had that sort of aggressiveness in her, but her voice was firm. She didn’t want her friend to get hurt. 
“Ah, Evans, Don’t make me hex you.” James sighed, a playful twinge on his tongue.
“I’m serious.” Lily repeated when James refused to lower his wand, letting it loll around between his fingers. 
“No,” Sirius smirked. “I am.”
You gave him a hard stare through narrow eyes, and his smirk dropped. “Siri. Please.”
The boy nodded, nudging his friend who promptly pocketed his wand. Severus seemed taken back, his steps faltering. He glanced gratefully in your direction, though his anger and embarrassment were unmistakable in his eyes. 
“You’re lucky that they were here to help you, Snape.”
“I don’t need help from filthy mudbloods.”
You had expected many things from Severus, but those words were not one of them. He spat them with venom; malice intending to bite deep. And bite deep it did. 
You froze, eyes glassing over with tears. Serverus Snape had made an incredibly low blow; as a muggleborn, it was safe to say that it took some time to come to terms with your letter to Hogwarts. You were excited, of course but your parents were far from keen. Lily experienced the same thing with her sister too. Things didn’t get much better when you arrived at Hogwarts either. Some saw you as ‘impure’. Unworthy. Sev knew this and he had chosen to use it against you. Perhaps it was in a moment of spite, perhaps he hadn’t meant to say it at all. But all that mattered in that moment was that Severus Snape was just like the rest of them.   
You could see Sirius glance your way out of the corner of your eye, but when he took a step toward you you backed away. 
“Fuck you, Snape.” You spat back at him, trying to hide the waver in your voice. 
“You should watch your mouth, Snivellus.” Lily glared at him before turning on her heel and making her way promptly back to the castle before anyone else could say a word. 
You were left standing between the two groups, both slightly shell shocked, in silence.
Sirius, now full of guilt, opened his mouth to talk, but you pursued Lily before he could even form the first syllable.
 The tears came flooding in quickly after that. 
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Sirius hadn’t seen you for the rest of the day. and that was partly because you refused to come out of the girls bathroom. He had even tried to get Moaning Myrtle to coax you out to talk to him, but still you refused to show your face as you curled up on the bathroom tile. It made his stomach churn. 
His pit of guilt dug itself deeper as he sat in class. Sirius’ leg bounced restlessly during potions and there was just as much ink on the page at the start of the lesson as there was at the end. The detention he was also given didn’t help ease his thoughts. His mind wandered to the worse case scenarios. It was his fault for provoking Snape… What if you never wanted to talk to him again? He was up in an instant when the fateful day came to an end and he could return to the common room. He dragged his feet up to the portrait and muttered the words to open it. Every part of him itched to see your face mingling amongst the crowd. 
At first, he didn’t see you. But he managed to make out the crown of your head resting against an armchair tucked away in the corner by the fire. His face softened when he saw the tear tracks staining your face where you had failed to wipe them away properly.  
You had spent practically the last two hours crying. Everytime the flood stopped, it seemed to start up again. Severus was supposed to be your friend and he had discarded you just like that. The back of your eyes stung, glassy beads threatening to spill again. When you finally braved it enough to make it back to the common room, you couldn’t bear to go up to your room. You hardly spent any time there anyway because you spent much of it lounging around in Sirius’ bed with the other marauders…and you were angry and Sirius. 
No… perhaps angry was too strong a word. Hurt. Hurt by his actions and his and James’ thoughtlessness. Being up in your room would have just reminded you of that. So instead you settled down with a book by the fire trying to distract yourself and let the world move around you. 
It didn’t take Sirius very long to reach you. He crossed the common room in a few wide strides. 
“Love?” Siri asked hesitantly. 
You peeked up at him meekly. Your eyes were red raw and puffy, it made the boy frown. Sniffing, you wiped your eyes with the hem of your sleeve. “Oh.. hi Siri.” you mumbled, not quite meeting his eyes. 
“Oh Lovey. I’m so sorry.” He melted, sliding onto the arm of the chair beside you. 
“ ‘ts okay. It’s not your fault…”
Sirius scowled. You were far too kind for your own good. He knew exactly what you had been through and made him sick just thinking that you weren’t allowing anyone to take the blame for it. “But it is, Dove. I shouldn’t have provoked him. If I had stopped James and just kept my mouth shut then you wouldn’t have had to come over in the first place.”
A tear spilled from your eyes and all of a sudden you broke all over again. “He was supposed to be my friend, Pads.” You blubbered, voice wavering. “He’s just like the rest of them…”
Sirius took your hands in his, pressing a kiss to them. “You didn’t deserve any of this, my love. I am so, so sorry.”
“Maybe they’re right….” You trailed off. “Maybe I am worthless. If Sev thinks so too then-”
“Shh.” Sirius pressed another kiss to your temple as he scooped you up into his arms. Burying your face into his chest you continued to cry. He trailed his fingers over your back. “You’ve never been more wrong in your life, Lovey. You are worth so much more than that. You’re kind, brave and not to mention the most beautiful girl in the world. You’re worth everything to me. Who gives a crap what they think?”
You sniffled, unsure. 
“I mean it.”
You looked up at him, wiping away your tears; a ghost of a smile on your lips. 
“I love you.” Siri whispered, kissing you softly.
“I love you too.” You settled your head against his chest, shifting to curl against him. 
It was there that James and Lily found you later, entwined with each other and sleeping peacefully. Safe within each other's arms.
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depressed-sugar-baby · 9 months
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Sirius: Are we fighting or flirting?
Severs: I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck-
Sirius: Your point?
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tajiklove · 7 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sirius Black/Severus Snape Characters: Severus Snape, Sirius Black Additional Tags: Explicit Language, Alternate Universe - Post-War, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies Summary:
Sirius Black came back from behind the veil and Severus Snape survived Nagini. After being given a second chance at life, they have come to a strange companionship based on both not giving a f***. A short glimpse into the bad behavior of two dirty old men.
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bey0nd-1he-stars · 3 months
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I know Snape was the only death eater that was able to produce a patrons and I’d just like to beg your pardon.
Snape conjured a patrons based on an obsession. What he had for Lily might have been love once but let be real, we’ve surpassed that phase. Now it feels like it’s just an obsession over her.
Other than Lily, his life was fucking miserable. His father was a prat and his mother was weird. He got bullied at school and he doesn’t really seem to enjoy his teaching life very much.
It’s also portrayed that his patronus is conjured from love and not happiness.
So excuse me if I feel like any other death eater has happier memories than Severus Snape.
Lucius Malfoy, he’s respected at the ministry and has a wife, a son that he at least cares about, a nice ass mansion. He’s wealthy and grew up in a famous, rich family, why can’t he conjure a patronus?
Bellatrix Lestrange, like the only death eater who really enjoys what she’s doing with Voldemort. She straight up laughs when killing Sirius. Why can’t she conjure a patronus?
Regulus Black, whose love for his god damn house elf got himself killed. Why can’t he conjure a patronus?
Narcissa Malfoy, who loves her son more than anything, so much that she straight up lied to Voldemort who can read minds just because there’s a chance her son is still alive. Why can’t she conjure a patronus?
Why can’t any of the death eaters conjure a patronus especially since Harry, at 13 years old, could do it based on a made up memory.
It’s a shit excuse to get people to like Snape more.
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carolinelayne · 1 month
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‘James Wouldn’t Have Stopped Us. But Lily Would’ve.’
Sirius & Remus Missing Moment in Order of Phoenix
“I don’t reckon my dad would’ve wanted his best friends to become killers.”
“James wouldn’t have stopped us,” muttered Sirius sullenly to Remus one day in Grimmauld Place.
Every day he was there in hiding, he bitterly regretted the moment of weakness where they had listened to Harry’s plea. He resented where it had gotten him.
“James would’ve understood,” Sirius continued. “He would’ve let us kill Pettigrew. He wouldn’t have wanted to spare him. Not after his betrayal.”
He looked at defiantly at Remus, expecting his old friend to challenge him… But he didn’t.
“I think you’re right Sirius,” said Remus quietly. “In my heart of hearts, I don’t think the James I knew would’ve done what Harry did. James wouldn’t have stopped us.”
Remus paused thoughtfully for a moment. He couldn’t hold back a small smile.
“But Lily would’ve. Sirius, there’s no doubt in my mind… Harry is as much of his mother on the inside as he is his father on the outside.”
Sirius suddenly felt a lump in his throat. He felt as though something had struck him. He nodded curtly, at a loss for words. He wasn’t expecting that.
Sirius thought of Lily’s fierce green eyes. The ruthless kindness and the unrelenting mercy. The absolute commitment to always do what was right. He’d never met anyone else with that kind of goodness inside of them… until he met her son.
He knew it was the truth, whether he liked it or not. He knew they had done the right thing that day, as much as he suffered now.
“Damn it Evans,” Sirius whispered.
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pearlynia · 3 months
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The next time a normal harry Potter fan asks me who my favorite character is, I'm gonna say Barty Crouch Jr and smile as the confusion and horror fill their face.
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addsalwayssick · 5 months
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“you can’t not like snape but like regulus, evan, and barty”
actually i can do whatever the hell i want
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