Naaaw! I Luv You Too, @criminalisticonsultant! 🕷️😍🥰😘❤️✨🥹😭😳☺️🥺🥹😁🥳😉😌💯👉🏻👈🏻

You

Summary: Your husband, Severus, finally introduces you to his colleagues. The Hogwarts staff.

Pairing: Severus Snape x Female Reader

A/N: I feel like I forgot some people.

In the previous and last staff meeting of the year, the headmaster announced the schedule for the Annual Staff dinner.

This commemorated the end of a successful school year and the hopes for more to come. They were always encouraged but not required to attend the festivities. Your husband, Severus, would often stay for an hour before leaving.

This year, however, he vaguely inquired about inviting a guest to the castle.

A phenomenon that didn’t happen quite often and one that Dumbledore wasn’t lenient to grant. This sparked their intrigue and excitement. They were quite eager to meet you. They hoped it was you. The one that puts a smile on their Potions’ Master’s face.

To no surprise, the headmaster stated that any guest of his was welcome to join in the festivities.

Especially if it would encourage him to interact longer than what was professionally deemed necessary in a setting that was not the Three Broomsticks, Hog’s Head, Grimmauld Place, his office, or the high table in the Great Hall.

That’s why you were home, in front of your mirrored wardrobe half naked, unable to decide on what to wear.

“How about this?” you turned, black robes at hand, “Yes? No?”

“You’ll look splendid in anything, darling, in fact,” Severus said, from the bed admiring the sight of you. “I quite like what I see at the moment,”

He smirked.

His eyes locked on you in a haze of desire. Your cheeks heat up as he slowly walks over. His hand reaches out to gently brush a strand of hair away from your face.

“Severus,” his lips dangerously close to yours, your heart racing, his scent enticing, your hand gently pushing him away, “We shouldn't,”

“Why don’t we put that away for a moment?” His warm breath against your cheek sends shivers down your spine, your defenses crumbling as he puts the clothes away, leaning toward you, "Hmm?"

His lips are tender on yours as he pulls you closer. His eyes searched yours in consent, and you surrendered to his heated touch. Your arms wrap around his neck as you lose yourself in his embrace. His robes were warm and soft against your bare skin. Your nose gently nudges his. Closer. More. You silently pleaded. His hands roamed every contour and curve of your exposed skin.

His clothes needed to go. Now.

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In the end, you’d matched his outfit. In black robes, and shoes, except for your jewelry in platinum and a scarf in your house colors.

“You were of no help,” you said, after apparating outside Hogwarts grounds’, “No help at all,”

“You love me,” he laughed, you pouted as he showed you in, “Yes, I do,”

In the castle halls, Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall caught the sound of his laughter. Their eyes turned to the bridge where their Potions’ Master walked side by side with a lovely woman.

“It’s time,”

In the spirit of celebration, their staff room was tastefully adorned in Hogwarts’ colors. Each color was distributed in a way that one was not as prominent as the other. His colleagues were absorbed in their own tasks as the two of you entered.

There were three women by the fire, punch at hand, talking. One you recognize as the Head of Gryffindor House and Transfiguration Professor, McGonagall. By the punch table, there was a small man you know from description as the Charms Professor, Flitwick, and a huge man, Hagrid. The remainder, however, were unfamiliar.

“Severus, so glad of you to join us, my boy,” the Headmaster entered from an office within, “Who is this lovely lady with you?”

“Someone you all wanted to meet for quite some time now,” Severus remarked, as he pulled you closer by his side, “My wife,”

“Oh, finally!” one small but lively woman, head full of curls, approached you, “You made quite an impression, dear,”

“We have never seen Severus so chastised,” Professor McGonagall joined the throng, “It was the highlight of our days,”

“Oh please,” Severus huffed, as you glanced at him and said, “I would’ve thought you’d open that Howler in a more private setting,”

“I was told Howlers shouldn’t be left waiting,” he justified, and sighed, “Imagine my guilt upon opening it,”

“You made up for it quite well, Sev,” you smile, his body relaxes, “Though, I hope outings like those wouldn’t need much incentive to be done,”

“I’ll do my best, my dear,” he sighed, and said, “Ah, apologies, formal introductions.”

His colleagues, Professor Hooch, Sprout, Pomfrey, Flitwick, McGonagall, and Trelawney greeted you in their way. They were very pleased to meet you and whisked you away once your husband was distracted by the headmaster for their short inquisition about your marriage.

To which you happily recanted for them because Severus was a private man and kept information about you to the chest.

It takes him an hour to escape the clutches of the Headmaster and return by your side. With the ladies by the fireplace, thoroughly exposing your husband’s romantic side to them.

“I simply cannot imagine Severus doing such,” Sprout chuckled, “Then again it is you, not us,”

“What are you talking about?” he menacingly came up behind you but no one was intimidated, “Darling?”

“Do you remember that trip to wizarding Paris?” you said. It takes him only moments to recall. His cheeks to the tips of his ears quickly flushed then he hid his face in your hair, “Dear god, please tell me you didn’t tell them that,”

“No, not exactly that,” you giggled. His arms securely wrapped around your waist, “But a more censored version,”

“We’re going now,” he insisted pulling you away from them as they laughed and you squealed, “Severus!”

“You are all menaces,” he pointed to the women as they stifled their laughter, turning to you, “And you are the worst of them all,”

“I love you,” you teasingly grinned, as he sighed happily taking your presence in, “And, I too,”

They briefly stared in awe at your husband’s admission. That’s how much you can get in public but in private he never hesitated to tell or show you his love. Their stares changed to smiles as he wrapped his arms around you. Your hands on top of each other’s above your stomach, rings twinkling in the firelight as you both warm up to them.

It was the first and only time he ever stayed the whole duration of the Annual Staff dinner.

Slender Man headcanons?

Slenderman Headcanons

Ooh boy

Probably not the worst boss in the world, not the best one either.

He's so emotionally cold. He tells jokes all the time but no one can tell.

He's about 14 feet tall 😬

He likes to go out and find Proxies and Housemates himself.

He always forgets who he sends on missions and Masky always has to plan it 🤣

He's actually a pretty good father figure. If there were more Slender-type beings I'm sure he would have a couple of kids by now.

Super family oriented, won't admit it.

Sometimes he takes in new Proxies just to baby them. They end up dying quickly though because they think they're safe from him.

He always knows who's in the mansion and who isn't.

He works on the very top floor of the mansion.

Doesn't really need sleep, so he uses his time for virtual meetings with other Urban Legends and High Status Pastas.

Him, Zalgo, and Puppeteer have a FEUD.

No they won't talk good about one another. If you ask what it is, they grumble. 😬

In reality, they're all just power hungry. :/

Doesn't really like the demons in the mansion, but they are good workers, so he keeps them around.

Slender would 100% use his tendrils to do shit. Yes they make the pasta's heads hurt.

Does he give a shit? No.

Since he technically makes the Proxies work, he pays them. Nobody knows where this money is from.

Hint, he robs banks.

Slender used to have an emo-type phase when he was about 6,000 years old. There's drawings of it.

Kills those who find out about the mansion and their loved ones. If you're not dead, chances are you are going to become a Proxy.

He likes to knit items for the housemates. He made Jeff a beanie. Jeff wears it in winter. :>

He is also surprisingly good at cooking, but makes Sadie do it.

I hope these were okay!

Thank you so much! 🕷️🥰😘😍❤️☺️😌🥳😋😉😁

Your favorite tarantula is back! 🕷️🥰😘😍❤️🥺

So I was in Sweden for two and a half month and it was great! Unfortunately I couldn't access my mobile data (we didn't have wifi) for some reason and whatever I tried to make ot work didn't change anything!

When I went into Tumblr though when I did have wifi (at someone else's place) I couldn't access my old account ( @shame-of-chimical ) anymore so I had to set up a new one.

But I'm happy to be back and I missed you guys (I really missed spending time with Irene, sitting on Jim's nice and warm hand and Sherlock's awesome deductions and scientific explanation about things, but also I missed talking to Harry and the banter between John and Sherlock for example!)

But on that note, hello to @twireneadler, @criminalisticonsultant, @consult-sherlockholmes, @consultjohnwatson , @mrs-hudsons-blog, @mrs-turners-blog, @atamh, @antheaisntmyname, @therealharrywatson, @a-victorian-girl, and @everyone else that I might not have mentioned in my post! 🕷️🥰😘😍❤️🥺😭☺️😌😋😁😉😇🥳

Yay! So were you able to help that anon with his cut off dong, @consult-johnhwatson? Or is that thing free to use as food? Never tried human dick before... 🕷️❤️😘🥰😍🤭😂🤣😁☺️😳😉😋🥳👀👉🏻👈🏻

I just cut my dick off, and it's bleeding a lot... What do I do, doctor?

Uh, cauterize it?

Trender: Do you remember a “Yousef Toungeri”, Slender?

Slender: Wasn’t that the fellow that gave us a feee fish at the mark every week, growing up?

Trender: No, no! That was Josef!

Slender: Then who’s Yousef Toungeri?

Trender: How the hell should I know, it’s addressed to Splendor!

Slender:

Slender: And why are you reading Splendors mail?

Trender: Because all you got were stinkin’ bills!

Any flies you wanna get rid off by the way? @consult-sherlockholmes said there were some around your flat and that they are annoying to you. 🕷️🥰😘😍❤️☺️😌🥳😋😉😁

Hi John! I've missed halking to you! I tried to tag you in my post about the new account but I don't know if you were sucessfully tagged in it! Anyways, hello again! 🕷️🥰😘😍❤️☺️😌😉😁🥺🥹😭

Hello there!

Ah, no I didn't see it but welcome back!

Fine, I'll take the Katydid. But just so he knows, I would greatly prefer a tarantula.

Never saying yes to a marriage proposal, unless it’s like this

I hope @consult-sherlockholmes didn't dislocate his hip! Because I sure know what that feels like! Can't you just force Sherlock to let you examine him, @consult-johnhwatson??? 🕷️❤️🥰😘😍✨💯🥹🥺😅😭🥲😳☺️👉🏻👈🏻

In case anyone claims I fell down the stairs, no I did not fall down the stairs. There is no evidence for that. I am much too agile and have too fast reflexes to do such a simple mistake as slip on the stairs.

AGREED!! 🕷️❤️😘🥰😍💯😂🤣🤭😁☺️😳👀😉😋👉🏻👈🏻

thoughts on will wood? :3

smash

Since you’re taking requests for Winx Club could you do Professor Palladium with a fairy s/o?

Ah yes, Professor Legolas. I feel like every single person who watched Winx had a teacher crush on him.

Professor Palladium and fairy s/o (Winx)

S/o being a fairy doesn’t really shock Palladium. Granted, fairies are rare as there are only 1-2 per planet, but this is a man who is regularly surrounded by fairies-in-training every single day. 

It does however give them something to connect over. Palladium’s studies are primarily in magic and he would be thrilled to have an s/o that can discuss its intricacies with him. They are the couple that reguarly has hearts-to-hearts over the historical implementations of charms, including their multiple evolutions. 

Palladium in a relationship is complicated. Though he has grown to be more confident in both himself and his teaching abilities Palladium struggles in the uncharted territory that is a relationship. Those old insecurities rear up their old heads. He wants to hold their hand, but he’s not sure they want him to want to hold their hand. What if he’s boring them? 

These insecurities cause this relationship to be hands-off for a while. It’s not that he’s against affection; he’s just not good at knowing when to be affectionate. Once he’s had time with his s/o to really get to know their preferences, he is much more inclined to be physically affectionate. 

People usually have 1 love language, but they can have two. Palladium is one of those people who have 2. 

Words of affirmation - Compliments, compliments, compliments. Compliments destroy his insecurities with time and consistency. For a long while, it’s a guaranteed way to make him flushed too. It doesn’t need to be spoken! A sweet note stuffed between the pages of his schedule book, wishing a happy day to the loveliest man, will make him damn-near swoon. 

Physical Affection - I know I just said the relationship is hands-off at the start, but this is a man who is touch-starved. Victorian levels of touch-starved; the first time their hands brushed against one another on accident Palladium had to excuse himself before he melted into a puddle. 

There does come a day where there’s a shift. Relationships at their start always have hurdles - figuring out what people’s boundaries are, finding confidence in certain actions - but once that is found, people are generally more confident. Palladium included. Day after day he gets more confident, more daring in his affection. Flirty banter becomes a thing (out of sight of his students, at least). More open affection (kisses on the back of the hand, flirty lines tossed their way as he tucks a hair behind their ear). S/o spent so long making him flustered that he is dead set on evening the score, and then some.