drew these when I read a snape fic Darkness Visible. he left the order of the phoenix and allied with grindelwald to take revenge on voldemort and dumbledore…they are so cool and remind me of some metal bands

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11625127/1/

the one with watermark is for the Chinese translator. I don’t take commissions right now, maybe July is OK but I’m not sure. the pandemic upsets all my plans…

finally, I drew snape！

…does magical world have labour law…?

metalhead

he has a notebook to write down inspirations

NO GODS NO MASTERS!!!!!!

What do you think Snape eats when he’s feeling sick :( ?

Petunia, Lily and Snape

Something about this scene just captured my imagination, couldn’t say why

The penis chooses the wizard

yourintensesouls:

Headcanon: when Snape signed the contract to work at hogwarts, he stipulated that he would work at hogwarts for 16 years before he was free to seek employment elsewhere. That way, he could ensure Lily’s son would be safe during his time at hogwarts. Snape never wanted to be a teacher. It’s obvious by the way he interacted with the students of hogwarts and the reputation for being a “bloody bastard” that he built up over the years. He could do anything he wanted as a potions master, but chose to stay where he could guarantee he could protect Lily’s son during his formative years.

madameish:

Headcanon:Snape taught Minerva how to do Legilimency and Occlumency during his second year as Potions Professor. What does this mean concretely? Well — it means that during Harry’s time at Hogwarts, every time there was a new DADA Professor (i.e. Quirrell, Lockhart, Umbridge), the two of them would have mental conversations by communicating through Legilimency. This of course led to an increasing amount of suppressed hilarity at the High Table every year and both of them having to work twice as hard to perfect their poker faces.

For example, on the morning of Umbridge’s arrival to Hogwarts, they were watching her come down a set of stairs towards the High Table when, with no forewarning, Snape sent the thought “Trip, you bitch” to Minerva via Legilimency. Of course, this was too much for McGonagall and she coughed and spat out her tea down the front of her gown. But luckily this went unnoticed because of the noise in the hall and the fact that students and staff were still taking their seats. Professor Sprout patted Minerva’s back — Snape said something witty about Minerva coughing and how she’d ‘finally succumbed to her cat allergy’ — and after Minerva sent him a mischievous glare, the two of them forced themselves to regain composure before Umbridge finally arrived at the table, smelling insidiously of dusty roses and patchoulis – and every inch of her draped in pink.

Let me tell you, this idea has me in a death grip

smilingformoney:

Harry: Snape yelled at me

Harry: Apparently I’m “immature” and “arrogant” and “Potter”

Harry: That last one was just my name but you should have heard the way he said it

pet-genius:

Lily, Severus and Altruism

Lily had to be a mystery to preserve the plot twist around Snape’s allegiance, but on re-reads, it is such a missed opportunity. I personally find myself craving more, as I’m torn between two interpretations of her character. The intended interpretation, I’m sure, is that Lily was a good friend and a good person in a doomed relationship, but many people point out that a good friend would have acted very differently in the courtyard scene, to say the least.

I think Lily was a good friend and a good person, even if she was wasn’t as “special” as the narrative makes her out to be. She was certainly special to Snape (perhaps this is the point?). Another lingering question is how much of the good she inspired in him is her, and how much is him.

Lily has two defining moments, one because it literally makes the story possible and the other because it inspires Harry when James is knocked off the pedestal, culminating in Harry’s ultimate sacrifice that won the war. Both these moments involve Lily stepping in front of danger for a loved one, a move that both Harry and Snape revered and emulated.

Evolutionary psychologists like to discuss two types of altruism, kin altruism and reciprocal altruism. Lily exhibits both, in her willingness to die for Harry, and in her willingness to step up for a friend in a tough position. She doesn’t do everything in her power for her friend, certainly, as she could have disarmed James herself or summoned a teacher, but she does more than anyone else present, and that takes strength and courage in itself. She also appreciates altruism and kindness and family, even if she doesn’t always practice it: she reminds Petunia that Dumbledore was kind in his letter, she reminds Severus that Petunia is her sister when he doesn’t understand why she’s crying over that cow, she respects James for saving Severus’s life (misguided as she is), she chastises Severus for hanging around cruel people…

Her values are clear, and they’re solid, but she has failings, and in my opinion, those failings are a desire to feel special and “chosen” and the inability to see shades of gray, leading to unintentional bouts of hypocrisy (or at least glaring obliviousness). Everyoneshe’s associated with is gray: young Severus himself, James, Sirius, Dumbledore, Slughorn, and Peter, but she doesn’t see. Anyone who treats her as something special gets a pass, possibly because her parents started the golden child/scapegoat dynamic that Petunia overcompensated for so wildly with Harry and Dudley. Her blindness to shades of gray in the people she likes - and who like her - lead her to make excuses for Severus for years, then give up on him at just the moment when she could have really made a difference in his life. It also costs her her life, as she trusts James and vicariously, Peter. Typical failings and not a hanging crime, normally, but in a world that features Voldemort, she died for them in a display of kin altruism.

Bringing us to reciprocal altruism. She was friends with Severus, and in return, I suppose he spared her whatever unpleasantness he unleashed upon other Muggle-Borns, and she defended him, until the tit-for-tat expired. Reciprocal altruism makes possible society, a community; a reputation as a good guy enhances reproductive fitness (James knew what he was doing leaking the story of how he saved Snape, but not the whole story, and nothing can convince me otherwise). I like to think, though, that truer friends behave altruistically even when reciprocity is not guaranteed, and even when they’re not bound by blood.

Or perhaps in Slytherin, you’ll make your real friends. Those cunning folk use any means to achieve their ends.

Lily had a real friend in Slytherin, though he strayed. Without the possibility of reciprocity, and while foregoing any possibility of kin altruism in the future, Snape used any means to achieve his end – protecting her and her kin, and fighting for her ideals, that became his. He could not bear to have his goodness exposed, and it speaks volumes that the thing that bothered him was that he would be protecting “Potter’s son.” The humiliation of losing Lily to his bully and abuser was one thing, but the idea of dedicating the rest of his life to protecting Potter’s spawn obviously remained abhorrent to him – forgive me – until the very end (ugh). It is very hard to believe James would have done anything to protect Severus’s son if the roles had been reversed.

It could not be argued that Snape was looking out for his reputation either, as to reveal his goodness would be his doom. Plato speaks of the Ring of Gyges, something akin to the invisibility cloak. His characters maintain that powers of invisibility would corrupt those who had them, that people behave morally and lawfully mostly because others are watching. The perfectly unjust man would grow more respectable with every sin; the perfectly just man’s reputation would grow darker the better he did, and still he would persist. To call Snape perfectly just is absurd, but he does embody the ideal. He didn’t have a ring or a cloak, he had only himself for a mask, and he used any means to achieve his ends, treating his life and reputation as only a resource in the service of the greater goal.

For her.

But not only for her. She was right, ultimately - why should she be any different? The real Lily and the idea of Lily stood to gain nothing from Snape watching die only those whom he could not save. He internalized the values Lily believed in but sometimes failed to act on better than Lily herself.

The Patronus, he was sure, was Umbridge’s, and it glowed brightly because she was so happy here, in her element, upholding the twisted laws she had helped to write.

Umbridge was not being selfish, a hypocrite, or self-serving: she was experiencing the strength and bliss of serving a cause she truly believed in. It was her own version of altruism, proving that noble sentiments can give people the strength to commit atrocities when they don’t have the right values. But Severus did, and his Patronus showed what they were. The Silver Doe was almost like a real animal, beautiful and almost alive, because that was the strength of his faith and his love. He first discovered his altruism because of Lily, but he surpassed her, and it extended in the end not only to people he disliked (or as they are commonly known, people), but to his bitter enemies. Harry learned from him and he did the same, but thanks to the protection afforded by kin altruism, he survived where Severus did not.

Severus evidently experienced very little altruism in his life, and yet he gave so much of it, and that was his true nature, his true end. This cannot be reduced to kin altruism or to reciprocal altruism, but to a higher order, demanding - even spiritual - altruism. Whatever Lily had to do with Severus’s capacity for such altruism, we must thank her.

sneverussape:

perverse-idyll:

snapesnailtape:

strangersinwinter:

No seriously I can’t stop thinking about Snape being the half blood prince. Him stealing away a little nickname for himself, perhaps to bolster him when life gave him its ass to kiss. A secret little bit of pride he could hold on to when he was constantly reminded of how he lacked. But Snape’s status as Prince wasn’t just a moniker he adopted, a nickname he gave himself, it was something he simply was, something he was born as. His birthright/claim to Prince is validated not by the characters acknowledging him as such but by the text itself, with chapters centring him referring to him as Prince e.g. “The Flight of the Prince” or “The Prince’s Tale.” Of all the characters, the legions of aristocratic, pure blood, upper crust characters crawling around this universe, the Prince is this strange little man who lived a wretched life, a life defined by cruelty and bitterness but also bravery and selflessness, a Prince from humblest origins. 

There’s something about the title “The Prince’s Tale” that really gets me. It sounds like the legend of some historical or mythical figure–someone fantastical, larger than life, a knight in shining armor–but then you read it and it’s the story of a broken man. And really just that, a man–not this foreboding, almost inhuman figure we thought Snape was for so long. “The Prince’s Tale” is the chapter that peels back those layers of mystery and legend surrounding him, removes that forbidding exterior and reveals the child who wished for a better life–perhaps wished to be that Prince–and just wanted love–that core aspect of Snape’s being that pulled him out of the darkness in the end. It’s the chapter where we finally see him(almost the culmination of his final “Look at me”)–and the book validates that, in all this sorrow and heartbreak and humanity, he is the Prince.

I will always find it fascinating that young Severus didn’t just call himself The Prince. I mean, we have pretentious allusions to Machiavelli right there. But no, he (or JKR) specifically chose the Half-Blood Prince, despite it being the sort of nickname you’d expect his enemies to throw at him, to mock him with, signifying “not good enough” and “impure.” Not only does it not ignore his status as a half-blood, it emphasizes it - i.e., he’s half-Muggle, something we’re led to assume he rejects as a follower of pureblood ideology. Yet he claims it as part of his secret, daydreaming identity as a teenager. It’s his superhero title. He projects onto both sides of his heritage, unites them in one name, and the implication is that he finds it empowering, romanticized the way adolescent self-creation often is.

Yet we never see it reflected in Snape’s day-to-day behavior. It almost seems out of character for him to recognize his Muggle “half.” So what did it mean to him? How did he imagine himself reconciling - living up to - both sides of the Half-Blood Prince?

ugh this is all very good meta.

@snapesnailtape’s point of the chapter title being called that way and evoking an image of something like a fairy tale is especially heartbreaking. it’s that juxtaposition of something fantastical, the expectation of heroics in idyllic settings like st george’s slaying of the dragon, against the trappings of cold, cruel reality. there’s something also childlike about the title, as though it was something severus, as a child had made up because he hoped for it, and wanted it to be the way it was in stories, that there would be a happily ever after. but he grew up and things happened, and the reader is left to put all the pieces together of a life that was lived in both despair and hope.

i also stick by the theory that he named himself the HBP because, in a way, he was proudof it and wanted to embrace it, but also wanted to do it in his own right. even though he didn’t do it explicitly, he did remain the HBP throughout his life in a more subtle way, with him always straddling in between two worlds: wizard and muggle, light and dark. other metas also expound on his being a man but expressing himself in a very feminine manner. his very character is always firmly fixed in between two sides.

i’ve always said it, but snape really is the bestcharacter in the series and one of the best characters in the fictional world, with all the layers he has.

Snape Haters forget that the admiration Snape gets from supporters is not because he was “hero-like”. It’s because he showed that heroic ‘acts’ are possible even when you’re devoured by your own monsters. Snape wasn’t a stereotypical hero, forever on a pedestal. He was human. And he tried his best to be a better one once he realised he had strayed too far. That’s where Snape’s heroism lies!

What Snape haters fail to see is that he wasn’t supposed to be a saint. It’s easy to be a saint. It’s not so easy to make a guilt ridden journey to atonement, all the while knowing that nothing whatsoever can deliver him from the abyss created by a drunken father, an embittered mother, an estranged friend and a school bully. Lily had been a brief respite from this perpetual darkness. But as Snape’s own repressed anger gets the better of him, leading him to an irreversible chain of events, it is clear that no amends can be made for the person he has been forced to become. He must deal with it, pull through perpetual self flagellation, resign himself to the life of a double agent, and stay true to the memory of the one person with whom he had once dreamt of a different future. Not many are capable of true and unconditional love, and even fewer are able to take responsibility for it. If we are to remember Snape for his terrible mistakes, then we are also to remember him for the unwavering determination with which he did his duty by the woman he loved.

Happy Birthday, Severus Snape