I know canonically Snape’s boggart takes the form of Lord Voldemort, but I personally like to imagine that his boggart is… himself.
As a young man, perhaps his worst fear would be seeing himself stuck forever in a place that holds unpleasant memories for him–Hogwarts. Never able to fulfill his potential and doomed to remain powerless, forever the victim.
Later, I think his worst fear might be of the darkness within himself that led him to join the Death Eaters and inadvertently mark for death the only person who’d ever shown him kindness in a cruel world. One mistake in his youth continued to have consequences for the rest of his life and ultimately destroyed everything good in his life.
Tragically, both situations became Severus’ reality.
[link] to the alternative Inktober prompt list I’m following for 2018
Ok but I didn’t know that his biggest fear is supposed to be voldemort.
Like??!
He betrayed voldemort then went back and lied to him stone cold calm at 21 years old. He didn’t hesitate to go back and spy again. He didn’t run away.
And that was his worst fear?
Don’t.
Because that means he faced the very real prospect of his worst fear every single day of his life. It means he died facing it and you aren’t allowed to make me idolize this character any more than I already do.
Better his death be an escape, it hurts less.
So, No. Nope. Nooope! Nu-uh!
He was a master occlumens. You can’t tell me that a boggart, a simple magical creature, could see past that.
I think he wanted it to think voldemort was his worst fear. Maybe it was easier to let himself believe that than look around and see that he was living his own personal hell.
Because if his life as it ended up was his worst fear that would make him a hero, and Severus was nothing if not adverse to his bravery being common knowledge. He’d have much preferred to be remembered as someone with a childish fear of voldemort.
Also what does it say about Lupin’s opinion of Harry that he assumed Snape and Harry have the same boggart?
Also think about the light this sheds on Neville; if his boggart was voldemort then if anyone knew what it was to have to face your worst fear every day and stay calm it was Severus.
Does it suddenly make sense that Severus realised that he was uniquely placed to save this boy from himself by making damn sure he could face the worst of his worst fear and keep coming back for more? Did it kill him a little every time he realised that there was a kid more afraid of him than of voldemort?
Did it terrify him how much of an easy target for voldemort that made this pureblood, powerful, young man? How easily the boy might bend to voldemort will and take half the sacred 28 with him if he did?
Did he decide that it was worth this kid growing up hating him if it made him strong enough to pick up the fight?
Was he quietly proud when he got reports of Longbottom arguing with the Carrows and organising a resistance right under the nose of the man who he had been terrified of less than four years before?
Did it give him hope that he might one day be able to openly oppose his own worst fear?
Did he die knowing that there was a kid out there who would carry the legacy of being strong enough to face his fear for the greater good if he had to, because of what he did? Because of what he chose to do and the sacrifice he chose to make.
Did he die vindicated that his fear was real and justified? When the alternative is that his worst fear was to carry on living. Either way he was a hero. He gave everything and sacrificed everything and faced his worse fear on a daily basis.
No his boggart can’t have been voldemort, or himself, my heart couldn’t take it.
Due to the change in terms this blog (along with @hookingmarvellous) will be permanently deleted on Dec 16th If the Tumblr bot doesn’t get me first. I can no longer defend the anti net-neutrality, anti free speech monstrosity this site has become since Verizon took over.
You can still find me on A03, LJ and FFN as Chuksha and I’ll still be a stringent defender of Professor Snape on Quora and Facebook.
I wish all my followers and mutuals all the best. If you’re reading this post it means I follow you or you follow me. Please add your other social media to this in either a comment or reblog and I’ll back it up and come find if you’d like me to.
Goodbye, take care, and may your Prefered Higher Power go with you if you have one.
I just posted this on @slytherblogging I don’t want to type it twice.
I’m going to go to ravelry and set myself up as Chuksha there too if any fellow crafters want to come find me. Again, please reblog and share your social media info so I can keep track of those I’ve been following elsewhere.
I’m also exporting these two blogs and merging them over on WP
Due to the change in terms this blog (@Slytherblogging along with @hookingmarvellous) will be permanently deleted on Dec 16th If the Tumblr bot doesn’t get me first. I can no longer defend the anti net-neutrality, anti free speech monstrosity this site has become since Verizon took over.
You can still find me on A03, LJ and FFN as Chuksha and I’ll still be a stringent defender of Professor Snape on Quora and Facebook.
I wish all my followers and mutuals all the best. If you’re reading this post it means I follow you or you follow me. Please add your other social media to this in either a comment or reblog and I’ll back it up and come find if you’d like me to.
Goodbye, take care, and may your Prefered Higher Power go with you if you have one.
Leelah Alcorn’s blog was deleted and posts about her are being removed. Don’t stop spreading this. Reblog everything you can, post everything you can.
These are her pictures
here are some of her drawings
this is her note
Don’t let this die.
Not this.
I don’t give a flying fart what type of blog you have, this is relevant for everyone.
This is absolutely something everyone needs to read
REBLOGGING.
I never knew about this…..
Please reblog this, don’t let it die, please
I’m reblogging this because it’s important and people need to see this.
Hello reblogging this because it’s important and people need to see this, I’m Dad!
Dad^bot^1.
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Beep-boop!
Please don’t let this get lost in the ocean of bullshit that is tumblr. Leelah deserved better.
This needs to be shared. Parents, you may not agree with some of your kid’s choices but don’t keep them from making them if it isn’t hurting them.
This needs to get more notes. She deserves more recognition
Her parents killed her…
I remember this story, her parents didn’t just kill her they memorialised her under her deadname and put an obituary out to ‘their son’ if I remember right. Her mom threw her suicide note away. Then claimed they loved “him” unconditionally in interviews but didn’t support his transition “religiously.” She’d come out as a gay male to try and ease her friends and family into the idea of her being trans, her school friends were supportive so her parents cut her off from them and pulled her out of school. Strangers had to buy part of the road and club together to get a memorial in her name put up. The mother tried to make out that her death was an accident and described it euphemistically as “he went home to heaven” when “he went for a walk and was hit by a truck” on Facebook. The family were doxxed and persecuted pretty relentlessly online. She was the catalyst for calls for Leelah’s Law banning conversion therapy for minors in the USA. It was small justice for what her family put her through.
I want to know what the hell kind of bots Tumblr has that it deleted her blog!
The HP fandom be like “physical assault, sexual harassment, and habitual bullying that causes lifelong trauma are hilarious pranks and totally normal things for teenagers to do but being a rude teacher is horrific child abuse and can never be forgiven”
The HP fandom be like “a well-raised, sane 15-17 year old boy can’t be held responsible for directly and repeatedly abusing people who were powerless against him because he wanted to but a traumatized, impoverished teenager who was manipulated into joining a hate group because he had no where else to feel safe and probably didn’t know what he was getting into until it wasn’t safe to leave is literally hitler even after he spends the rest of his life fighting against said hate group and dies to protect the world from it”
The HP fandom be like “a 15 year old who is being physically and sexually assaulted in public and saying one bad word towards his abuser who is taunting him is irredeemable because he offended the little cunt who was smiling at his abuse and didn’t stop it even though she had every ability to. And said 15 year old boy will never be ‘deserving’ of the person who victim-blamed him and was an accomplice to his trauma because she’s more privileged and therefore better than him”
Anyways it is 100% canon that the Marauders, mostly James and Sirius but all of them, abused and traumatized multiple kids simply because they enjoyed it. They were sadistic abusers and that is inexcusable. To defend their actions is to support abuse apologist rhetoric.
There is nothing Severus or anyone else could do to deserve that kind of abuse and even if there is, it’s a canonical fact that James and Sirius chose to victimize Severus before they knew anything about his interest in the darks arts. They chose him because he was vulnerable. There is nothing cute about two privileged white boys who choose to torture and traumatize an impoverished, traumatized child.
James and Sirius were never redeemed. I don’t give a fuck if they saved the entire Wizarding world, they never acknowledged that the abuse and trauma they inflicted was wrong. They never did anything to apologize to Severus and even if they did, he doesn’t owe them jack-shit least of all forgiveness.
Also James has the charecter depth of a chewed-up, flavorless piece of gum stuck to a jizz-coated locker room wall so I don’t even believe you if you say you like his charecter. Dudebro literally has like 5 pages of development and all he does in those pages is abuse Severus and be a misogynistic shithead to Lily. You just like the headcanons written by illiterate 13-year-olds on tumblr that completely contradict everything in canon.
snape specific asks for those of you who long to talk even more about snape
Your favorite thing about Snape?
How old were you when you decided you loved this unwashed man? What’s the story, child?
Do you consider Lily a good friend?
What’s your Snape OTP?
Alright, NOTP?
What about BrOTP?
Buttons or velcro? Explain.
What’s one of the dumbest headcanons you have for Snape?
One of your saddest?
Favorite Snape fic?
Book Snape or Movie Snape?
While on the topic of Movie Snape, what’s your favorite Snape-shot from the films?
How do you think Snape treats his own House?
Favorite Snape line/moment? (books or movies!)
If he’d lived, how do you think he would have gone on with his life?
What do you headcanon about his relationship with his parents?
What rubs you the wrong way about how he’s portrayed in fanon/fan fiction?
What’s an aspect of his character you wish more people would explore?
What’s the song that always has you thinking of Snape?
If you could tell Snape anything, what would it be?
Do you think Snape’s love for Lily was romantic, or platonic?
If someone put a gun to Snape’s head and told him to pick a favorite out of the Golden Trio, who do you think he’d pick?
How is Snape with animals?
What music does Snape listen to, though?
What do other professors think of Snape?
How do you think Snape’s first day/year/etc of teaching went?
Would you dress like Snape? Do you dress like Snape? How does Snape inform your fashion choices???
Did you make it through OotP, HBP, and DE not knowing what JKR had in store for Snape’s character? Or had those things been spoiled for you beforehand?
Are you the type to reread just the Snape chapters?
The most pressing question of all… does Snape fuck?
Send a couple for short answers, send just one for more in-depth explanations. :)))
today in ‘i wasn’t actually expecting this, but i really should have expected this’: i do a lot of visa application invites for people for work, and the passport first page for just about every country i’ve seen has clear, black text printed on light/white background with maybe some simple pastel-coloured designs. and for the first almost-three-decades of my life, i was happy in the naive belief that all passports around the world were similar; that one day all countries of the world gathered in Geneva or wherever and formed a Passport Design Committee where they all agreed on the general aesthetics for passports worldwide.
then, about two weeks back, i saw an american passport for the first time, and it straight up has a giant-ass flag, an eagle, a fucking ear of corn, and the first line of the constitution on it, the text is on glaring multicoloured backdrop, and while i was caught off-guard by it, it is also completely in line with its country of origin, and also i feel like this tells me everything i need to know about america as a nation.
-the most typical reaction for non-Americans when seeing an American passport for the first time is to google for credibility, because someone is clearly taking the piss.
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IT’S WHEAT!!!!!! NOT CORN!!!!!!!!!!!! and Americans are really particular about what you call their Freedom Grain (for the record: in US English, corn refers particularly to one specific grain, i.e. maize, whereas in other Englishes it can mean “any type of grain”. I use one of the many other Englishes on the planet)
-many americans were to not ready to learn that other countries’ passports are actually, like legible, so for comparison here’s a bunch of random examples that i found via google. these are all example/invalid passports
just top of the border, the canadian one:
the brazilian one:
the chinese one, and I’m pretty sure that blurb has copied the American one, sorry ‘bout that:
the british one, in which the bottom left corner kind of has that mid-00′s bedroom wall decal aesthetic going on:
so there you all are.
The front page of passports around the world are generally designed for easy identification and legibility instead of PATRIOTISM – thus, pale, pastel designs on light background. That doesn’t mean that a passport’s design can’t be fun – both the Canadian and Norwegian ones are having a party under blacklight, the Finnish one has an animated moose, and those are just the ones i know of.
It’s just that the American passport is really uniquely Like That.
Most passports *knock politely and peeks head around the door of the border* “can I come in?”
American passports *backflip over the border singing God Bless America and waving the flag* whoop whoop, we’re heeeeere motherfucker! Give us all your oil or we’ll shoot you!
tbh I’d rather be taught by Snape the teacher than have James Potter as a classmate
OP OUT HERE SPEAKING THE TRUTH
Seconded
I had both. At least something good comes from having Snapish teachers *eyes the 12 GCSE A grades I got and ignores the years of inability to form meaningful friendships after being bullied through secondary school*
just once I want to see a good post critiquing makeup culture that doesn’t turn out to be made by some janky radfem blog
oh hey!! I’m not a janky radfem I can do it myself!
makeup culture is wack and normalizes a ludicrously high bar as the bare minimum women can do. I saw a “lazy"makeup tutorial the other day that listed 22 separate goddamn products. you’re supposed to buy and know how to use 22 different things on your face just for the privilege of being considered lazy and that’s uuuuuuh what’s the word? bullshit.
Really, five products could work, even 3. Just frame the face, eyes, lips, and you’re done.
0 products also works great
because I’m gonna be real here, the idea that 22 products is a minimum sucks but it’s really upsetting that any amount of makeup is the bare minimum at all
I would really just suggest some powder foundation, concealer, mascara and lipgloss/lipstick, or tbh just mascara works too, but that’s up to you
I’m sorry if I didn’t express this clearly enough in the original post but I’m not really looking for more concise makeup regiments. my intention was to point out how it’s Bad that makeup is considered a bare minimum at all, regardless of individual feelings on the matter
no face should be “required” to have “a minimum” of makeup. makeup has no health benefits and does nothing but fill the pockets of companies that prey on women and our insecurities.
makeup should not be seen as hygiene because it isnt. get that shit out of your head.
this post: makeup culture is ridiculous and 22 products should not be considered a minimum requirement for someones face. no one should have to do that
the notes: so like……. what youre saying is……. we need to make the minimum about 5 or 6 instead… i gotcha
Ok but the bare minimum for your face is a soap that makes it clean and doesn’t make it dry and a moisturiser that doesn’t make it greasy or otherwise uncomfortable for you. And the the moisturiser is optional. The bare minimum is what you are comfortable with. Makeup isn’t the rent you pay for existing in public. Honestly, once you leave highschool no one will care. Do your makeup or don’t, no one cares but you. I promise.
(Side note/tip: get a moisturiser with a decent spf, 2 birds one stone)
On Sundays, when Da was down at the local pub, Severus’ Ma would steer him into the living room and sit him down in front of her as she took a seat on her favourite threadbare armchair. On the armrest beside her would be a small bowl of coconut oil, which she would dip her fingers in and then massage gently onto his scalp. It was their Sunday routine.
“But Ma,” Severus would whine on some days, “it makes my hair greasy and the other kids on the playground make fun of me.”
“Hush now, Severus” Ma would say in her gentle voice, “it’s good for you.”
Severus had once asked her what was so bloody good about having a glop of coconut oil slathered onto his scalp—it was clearly a fire hazard. Ma had speared him with one of her sharp looks from those coal black eyes at his language, and then she had proceeded to list all the benefits of coconut oil and the home remedies it could be used in. She had gone on and on for more than ten minutes and Severus had almost cried tears of boredom. He daren’t question Ma about it again.
“And don’t you mind what those muggle kids say,” Ma always said muggle in a tone that indicated she found them lacking. Severus didn’t understand, because Da was a muggle and Ma said she loved him.
Severus had a hard time believing Ma and Da loved each other, but he never asked about that because then Ma would get a sad look in her eyes. Ma was sad more often than not these days and Severus didn’t want to make her even sadder.
Sundays were special in that it was the day Severus saw his Ma smile the most because she was the happiest when it was just him and Ma at home. She would sit him down as he was now, and tell him tales of her younger days.
“You know, Severus,” she would say, “When I was your age, my Ma would sit me down just like this to massage oil into my hair.”
“Really?” he would look up and ask. He knew very little about his Ma’s parents and loved hearing every little detail about them. He had once asked Ma if her parents were dead, she had said no and then refused to answer any more questions. Severus wondered why they never visited if they were alive. Didn’t they want to meet him?
“And I used to complain even more than you do.”
“Did your Ma try to bore you to tears with facts about coconut oil too?” the cheek earned him a smack on the back of his head, but it had his Ma smiling.
“Oh yes,” she said, “but I didn’t appreciate her wisdom until much later when I started working with potions. It did wonders to keep my hair from being damaged.” Severus loved it when Ma spoke about potions with him. Da didn’t allow Ma to do magic at home, but when Ma was speaking about potions, the air around them seemed to tingle with magic.
“How do potions damage your hair?” He asked
“It’s the fumes, most aren’t too harmful, but the damage adds up over time. So, if you plan on pursuing a career in potions-making you should get used to having oil in your hair. That is if you wish to have a head full of hair past the age of fifty.”
Severus groaned, “Maybe I’ll just be ministry worker instead.”
Ma snorted, “In that case, you’ll be bald by the age of thirty after working with that lot of dunderheads.”
“Never mind then, I’m going to have to find another job.” Severus frowned, the other kids in the neighborhood were dunderheads too and he definitely didn’t want to be around dunderheads like them when he grew up.
“You know, Severus, a well-established potions master wouldn’t have to answer to any dunderheads.” For a Slytherin, Ma wasn’t being very subtle.
“Oh alright then,” he sighed dramatically “tell me more about this potions-making business.“
* who has shipped Spirk since that night in 1967 that Amok Time first aired * and helped storm NBC to keep TOS on the air for a 3rd season * and wrote fanfic way back in the day * and was privileged to be around for the earliest days of fandom, when Leonard used to come to your house if that’s where the fan club was meeting and sit on the sofa with you in that Spock hair cut and eat cake
All of you who are writing TOS/AOS fan fiction and creating fan art now: remember, YOU are the ones shaping the traditions of fandom. You have inherited the kingdom. Bless you for keeping it vibrant, growing, alive. In fifty years, you will be the ones who are remembered for molding it and handing it down to the future. It probably doesn’t feel like now, but you are making history.
Your current addiction to TOS and the feels you get when you contemplate the love between Jim and Spock will be with you for life. It won’t always be in the forefront; you will sometimes go years, sometimes go a decade, without Star Trek being more than a passing thought. But then something will remind you and every consuming feeling you feel right now will come rushing back, every bit as powerful and deep and strong as it is today. All there, right where you left it.
The friendships you make in fandom will be with you for life. Like all friendships, they will wax and wane as the focus of your life shifts over time, but you will always be able to pick up the thread. You will — to give you a hypothetical example — be 77 years old and discover Tumblr and get a rush of Spirk feels after a decade of not giving TOS a thought, and contact your 83-year-old fangirl friend in the nursing home, to whom you haven’t spoken in several years. You will open the conversation with, “So, Jim and Spock love each other and that just makes me so happy.” And your friend in the nursing home will sigh and say, “Yes. They do love each other. It’s such a comfort.”
That look that Jim and Spock give each other, of absolute adoration and acceptance and love? That’s real. It’s rare, but it’s real. One of my greatest joys in life is to see my son and his husband give each other looks like that. Of course I don’t know you; I don’t know your strengths and struggles or your place on the spectrum of gender or anything about your sexuality or what you look like or what your life has taught you to believe about yourself, but I do know this: YOU DESERVE TO BE LOVED AND LOOKED AT THE WAY JIM AND SPOCK LOOK AT EACH OTHER. Please don’t accept less than that in your life.
The future of our planet does not seem very hopeful at the moment. But please remember that when Gene created Star Trek, the world was in turmoil and the future seemed very bleak. Star Trek is, was, always shall be about hope. Reach for it. When TOS first aired, we hoped to see some form of a Starfleet on the horizon in our lifetimes. That vision must be passed on to you. Do it. Make the world worthy of launching the human race out into space. CREATE STARFLEET.
You are all creative and funny and amazing. Far more amazing than you know. Be kind to yourselves. Live long and prosper, kids.
Tags are in reference to my first bullet point. Meant as a kudos to your work, but feel free to untag yourself if you don’t want to be linked to my ramblings; I won’t be offended! (Also, this extends to a thousand other artists and writers out there who deserve kudos. tag at will.)
Aren’t you glad that this woman didn’t leave fandom once she graduated college/got a job/got married/had kids?
Do you get it now?
As I am one of the new AoS K/S shippers, this makes me smile. The fandom is soo strong.
Gryffindor/Hufflepuff: Lots of cuddling by the fire. Playful competitions. Singing theatre duets together in the shower. Chilling with messy hair and old pajamas and not caring. Netflix binges. Very fluffy. Share clothes. Lots of little butterfly kisses.
Gryffindor/Ravenclaw: Does lots of things For Science! Movie nights, especially old films. Can talk about any topic for hours on end. Hiking together. Do crosswords together. End up in the hospital wing a lot for trying to invent new spells. Very sassy.
Gryffindor/Slytherin: DAMN. Acts like the perfect couple in public to make everyone jealous, but argue about chicken nuggets when alone. Still perfect though. Matching tattoos. Concert dates. Sneak out of class to hang out in the forest.
Slytherin/Hufflepuff: Playful FIGHT ME’s. Sending each other memes randomly throughout the day. Cry together. A lot. Fall asleep on each other on the train. Teasing. Sneaking into the kitchen in the middle of the night. Deep, 2am sleepover conversations. Lots of PDA.
Slytherin/Ravenclaw: Holy Power Couple. Matching outfits. Fancy ass dinners at fancy ass places, or Taco Bell. No middle ground. Random fact competitions. Won’t tell each other their Tumblr URLs. Dye their hair crazy colours without telling anyone. Piggy back rides!!
Ravenclaw/Hufflepuff: Reading together. Baking cookies at 2am. Super supportive 24/7. Probably vlog together. Artsy Instagram selfies. Puns. Oh god, the puns. Write poetry/songs for each other. One does the other’s hair while studying. Hand holding is a must.
How dare this accurate description of me and my hufflepuff SO just roll up my screen so innocently. I feel personally attacked!
(Image description; tattooed inner forearm bearing the words “Fools who wear their hearts proudly on their sleeves, who wallow in sad memories and allow themselves to be provoked… weak people… they stand no chance” and a silhouette of Severus Snape at the wrist)