pervy snape fancier

Ack. Note to self: MUST GET GOING ON SNAPEDOM SUMMER FEST FIC. Maybe having Fridays off this summer will help. I've been woefully drifting on the plot-bunny failboat here. :-/

This is a non-anonymous exchange and the two of the three drawings I could write stories for that were in fests have been revealed, so... any ideas, anyone?

Severus helps Draco brew Elixir of Euphoria (gen, G)
Last Kiss (Severus/Lily, G)
Beltane Rite (Severus/Harry with Draco; NC-17/NWS)

edit: Oh good god. geri_chan wrote ~20,000 words for hers and posted it already (this is the 1/3 of the way through a post-whenever-you're-done kind of schedule). I am SO going to be made of fail.

Stowing this for future use. ariadneelda says:

Oh, and this: "Why couldn't Black have hidden in Snape's office, eh? He could have finished him off for us!" (Ron after Snape gave him a nasty detention. PoA, Grim Defeat chapter.)

Please tell me there's fic out there for that! It could be an excellent Snack. :D

Just stowing this here for future reference. This is from an FFN review on "Summer Shade".

Honey, I think you just gave us ALL masterbation material for ions [sic]. Maybe you
could do another chapter of Sev for that? [...] I always thought if James had lost his virginity to some other girl during the Lily-hates-him-days then Lily would feel fine losing hers to Severus since James hadn't waited for her.

Occasionally I find odd snippets of text in here, teeny little Word documents that often I have allowed it to name by taking the first sentence up to the first punctuation mark or carriage return, a practice that just as often results in some odd and not very helpful filenames.

I'm not sure where I was planning on going with this one, since this is nearly 2 months later and the original idea has entirely escaped my mind, but this one line is kind of amusing by itself, so perhaps it can stand for the whole:

ramble about how you don.doc

(ramble about how you don't need all that for writing a smut fic, but you do need to have the dynamics in mind)

Not that we needed all that for the fic; but once you get into a serious smut collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.

Lately I have been having strange ideas of not-exactly-songfic (which is a format I generally loathe), but inspired-by-song-fic, which would in some way be thematically related or if possible take the plot of a song and use it as a framework for the plot of the fic. All well and good for things like The Cure, but this morning while I was making breakfast, I had "Mad Maudlin's Search for Her Tom of Bedlam" in my head (aka "Bedlam Boys").

For to see Mad Tom of Bedlam,
Ten thousand miles I've travelled.
Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes,
For to save her shoes from gravel

Somehow got turned into an AU where Sirius and Severus had been in Azkaban together for some period of time, and just as it did no good for Sirius's full sanity, so it wore away at Severus's as well. But then Severus was released for whatever reason, and later on, Sirius escaped in the canonical way, perhaps even for the canonical reason. In any event he was then "Mad Maudlin" seeking "Mad Tom", i.e. Severus (not literally by those names; it would have been more like allegory) and was even doing so "on dirty toes for to save his shoes", i.e. as Padfoot.

Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys,
Bedlam boys are bonny,
For they all go bare, and they live by the air,
And they want no drink nor money.

That came with an image of a scene where Severus is standing naked on a balcony, looking out over a view, refusing to eat or drink or in fact even speak, hugging his arms to himself but otherwise paying no apparent heed to the cold wind as it whips his hair around and chills his flesh; and when Sirius comes upon him the only response he gets is an unfocused gaze from dark eyes empty not from being a cold and cruel person, but like mourning something beautiful that was lost.

(Or if it was not beautiful then at least it was mine, and they took it from me... but... what did they take? I can hardly remember... And there even is not much "I" to do the remembering... but the wind, the wind tells me other things to fill that place...)

Yeah. Um. That's just an image I find very compelling.

Anyway, what else could be squeezed out of it, I don't know. Translating some of the rest of it into Potterverse plot would actually take eerily little work now that I look at a verse collection. But I just don't think I have the chops to write such a thing.

I slept not since the Conquest,
Till then I never waked,
Till the roguish boy of love where I lay
Me found and stript me naked...

comment in hp_essays:

severed_lies: I never thought about how keeping Sirius and Severus apart by fostering their mutual disgust and hatred would also keep them from collaborating against Dumbledore to protect Harry.

That sounds like a good bunny for an AU fic.

I had an odd dream yesderday morning. Albus/Severus. Yeah, you heard me. Not Albus Severus -- Albus/Severus, something I usually rather squick at. It was afterlife, and only barely above the level of friendship or platonic love, almost pre-slash I suppose you could say. It was poignant and thoughtful and comforting and contained the idea that Dumbledore had actually had to kill Grindelwald, so he knew plenty about damaging your soul by killing someone, please and thank you. I even dreamt an illustration (which I have no hope of drawing -- detailed close-up drawings of hands? forget it). I wonder if I could possibly capture the feeling I had if I tried to write it. It seems like the kind of thing where you see a magnificently coloured sky, and photograph it, and the colour all washes out and it's never the way you saw it in your head.

ETA: Ah! What I am fumbling towards here is the fact that it was sympathetic to Dumbledore. I don't usually Dumbles-bash except for humourous effect, but I don't feel very warm towards him anymore. The feeling of the scene I was dreaming was very much so. That's what I couldn't put my finger on, heh.

snegurochka_lee posted this great little Severus/Remus fic, Fulfilled, a couple of days ago. T'ain't my ship normally, although I am warming to it a little. Any of the incidents mentioned could be expanded into their own fics, but this one really grabbed me by the... uh... by... some part of my body:

"Two," said Remus a bit louder. "April, 1979. An old mill on the outskirts of Cardiff. Your makeshift 'laboratory.' I broke in with barely an Alohomora and had you flat on your back in under four seconds."

I am picturing one of those "negative/positive countdown snapshots-in-time" devices, as in, second by second, details of the four seconds before Remus comes in, his entrance on second 0, and then the following four seconds. (24, now under new micromanagement!) Perhaps whatever Severus is in the middle of doing gives off profoundly aphrodisiac fumes in its middle stages, which he in his businesslike way is mostly ignoring while he focuses on the delicate prodecure and the end product. Remus' arrival is fortuitously timed and pr0n ensues. Unfortunately, I definitely don't have down the Remus chops (...2G 6S the pound) necessary to write such a thing.

"Indeed, one might almost suggest that the best way to appreciate JK Rolwing [sic] is to take her chapter titles and imagine for yourself what actually happens in them. Hmm ... I wonder if any fanfic communities have tried that: re-imagine Potter based only on the chapter headings."

Hmm. That's actually kind of a cool idea. Not that I'm up for attempting such a labour. Nor, in fact, a good writer (not that much of fandom lets a silly thing like that stop them).