#I really really hope the casting for the London performance this year is like the 1984 cast again. Please. | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

Visit Blog

Explore Tumblr blogs with no restrictions, modern design and the best experience.

Fun Fact

The “We are the 99%” Tumblr blog became the slogan for the Occupy Wall Street movement.

#I really really hope the casting for the London performance this year is like the 1984 cast again. Please.

hotvintagepoll · 2 months

Text

Propaganda

Angela Lansbury (The Harvey Girls, The Court Jester, The Manchurian Candidate)—The babe, the myth, the legend. In her own words her early hollywood roles were "a series of venal bitches" and they were all glorious. Half of them wanted to kill you and you probably would have thanked them. She even goes toe to toe with Judy Garland in The Harvey Girls! That said, she was chronically underused and misused during this era - she was just 36 when she was cast as Elvis Presley's mother in Blue Hawaii and a few years later commented that she'd played so many 'old hags' that most people thought she was in her 60s. She thought she was "all talent, no looks" but she was the full package! Post-1970 I hope we all know what an incredibly talented and compassionate badass she was, but I feel like not enough people know her early roles as a hot (often villainous) young thing.

Angie Dickinson (Rio Bravo, Point Blank, Ocean's Eleven)—Though it could be argued that overall her career leans more to TV, during this time period she was splitting movie title credits with the very top names in the business.

This is round 1 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Propaganda for Angie Dickinson:

Propaganda for Angela Lansbury:

"Angela Lansbury might not be where your mind goes first when you think of hot leading women, because she had a later career revival. But she began acting in the early 1940s after leaving London due to the Blitz. In the first couple decades of her film career she has an openness about her. She said she never really fit in with the Hollywood crowd and to me she gives off a friendly, untarnished vibe."

"Most of us know Angela Lansbury as old lady sleuth Jessica Fletcher, but it's important to know that she was smoking hot in her younger days as well as a damned fine actress. Although she didn't get lead roles until her early 40s, at 17 she was a supporting actress in films such as Gaslight (1944), National Velvet (1944), and The Picture of Dorian Grey, for which she won the Golden Globe for best supporting actress and was nominated for the Oscar. Even in her memorable performance as the manipulative mother in The Manchurian Candidate, she is listed as a supporting actress as she does not play the love interest. She was successful both on stage and screen, and won the Tony for her lead role in the musical Mame on Broadway in 1966. TL;DR While Angela Lansbury mostly played supporting roles in films before 1970, she had what it takes to be a leading actress, which we know from her success on stage and tv from the mid 60s onward"

"She looked like a princess but bit like a viper"

"Is there anything this woman couldn't do? Act in comedy and drama, sing, dance, be a wonderful human being - quite simply a true and wonderful lady."

"god she had such an incredible career all throughout her life really but as a young lady she was just as incredible as she was in her later years. enchanting voice, amazing personality, and absolutely GORGEOUS. she lamented not having the looks to play leads in romance but that idea is so batshit because look at her??? she's one of the most terrific women of all time. also she's my grandmother's favorite actress and i truly get it"

"she is the fairytale princess of my dreams in court jester"

#angie dickinson #angela lansbury #hotvintagepoll #ladies 1 #fuck that old woman #here we go!

477 notes · View notes

folklorebae · 1 year

Text

𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐀𝐔 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐬

Spin-off of my rockstar's girlfriend

Cast(s): Rockstar!Eren & Model!Reader

Cw: swearing, reader using she/her pronouns, slight hange x reader, food

A/n: haven't posted anything for months! hope you guys love this one<33

Liked by sashablouse and 4,715,937 others

yourinstagram life recently...

View all 15,725 comments

angelicyn WE MISSED YOUUUU

ynfan23 glad you post this when im still awake

yndaily OMG YOUR PUPPY ISNT A PUPPY ANYMORE. ITS BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE WE SAW HER ON YOUR/EREN'S STORY😭

↳yourinstagram i know! but she's getting smarter and cuter. i love her so much, she's my girl:)

erenfan19 i dont see eren... soo the rumors are true?? :((

↳ynfan24 girl, she's her own person and this is her insta. besides, that man is childish lmao. imagine unfollowing THE Y/N L/N just because she doesn't attend his concert in europe...

14,937 likes

justjared After getting unfollowed by her long-time boyfriend last week, Y/N L/N was spotted walking out of Oscar-winning costume designer Hange Zoe's apartment building this morning. New couple alert?

View all 3,714 comments

ereyn.daily i'm happy if y/n's happy🥲

goddessyn cmon, we all know they've been friends for ages. stop spreading stupid rumor like this

erenfan20 not gonna believe anything till one of them confirm it in front of my face

26,638 likes

paradis.memes Thoughts?

View all 3,926 comments

paradisfan7 Im not believing this shit

erenfan21 she doesnt wanna marry him, im crying😭

↳paradisfan8 she once said she's jo march kinnie😭

↳ynfan25 How do you know she doesn’t wanna marry him? Maybe he doesn't wanna marry her? We don’t know what happened behind the curtain unless Y/N and Eren themselves actually comment on it .

erenfan22 guys, if you read the article that @people posted, at the end they said “Reps for Jaeger and L/N have not commented on the breakup.”

Liked by arminarlert and 3,916,939 others

paradisofficial Paradis World Tour. Antwerp. May, 2023.

View all 9,826 comments

paradisfan9 YOU GUYS WERE SO AWESOME😭❤️

paradisfan10 PLS PLS COME BACK TO ANTWERP ASAP. ALSO THE SURPRISE SONG?!? BED OF ROSES?!?

paradisfan11 so sad cant see you guys perform last night🥲💔

paradisfan12 if you guys dont cover “bed of roses” on your Asia Tour, you're racist.

↳paradisofficial We've agreed that every region will have different song to cover. Thank you for your support😊

↳paradisfan12 OMG I WAS JOKING LMAO (i mean, not really)

Liked by annieleonhart and 2,916,820 others

sashablouse unseen🤓

tagged: @yourinstagram @nicolo

View all 5,919 comments

nicolo 🤍

Liked by sashablouse

conniespringer dude, what were you doing in the first pic

↳sashablouse cause you're just a man 🙄

yourinstagram dont wanna be a third wheel anymore...

11,726 likes

paradisupdatee New Setlist For Europe Tour! I've upgraded the playlist, link in bio.

View all 1,826 comments

paradis.devil see you at accor arena tmrw!!

↳paradisupdatee See you, bby<3

paradisfan13 the fact they didnt cover any song in northern europe countries😀

paradisfan14 I literally flew from brussels to london last month to see them perform AND THEY DIDNT SING BED OF ROSES?!? I WAS ROBBED!!

↳paradisfan15 sameeee i attended some of their shows in us last year and they didn't cover any song 😭

paradisfan16 is this eren's way to confirm the breakup rumors?😭

Liked by carlajaeger and 5,916,028 others

yourinstagram the rumors are terrible and cruel...

View all 29,317 comments

ynln.jpg dont tell me you're in paris...

taylorswift but honey, most of them are true🤭

Liked by yourinstagram

↳yourinstagram patiently waiting for 1989 (Taylor's Version)😊🙏

↳ynfan25 soo the rumors are true?🥲

↳ereyn.daily i'm in spain without s

ereyn.exposing Whatever ereyn does is only for promo. It's a fact that eren is not going to follow y/n or ever going to post her picture on his Instagram again.

↳yourinstagram seems like you guys have been talking about this and tag me in a few posts everyday. but now please, i beg you to stop. it's just negative, i really have no hard feelings towards you. i just know what a beautiful world there is to go out and live in instead of trying to dissect a relationship between two people that you don't even know. i don't need his follow, my name is permanently tattooed to his arm. This is my final comment on this, but i want you to know that it's not meant to offend you. just hoping you can find something else in life to be inspired by xx

↳erenfan23 OMG OMG OMG YESS YOU TELL THEM QUEEN

↳ynfan26 FINALLY PEOPLE COULD SHUT THEIR MOUTH NOW. THESE "EXPOSING" ACCOUNTS ARE ANNOYING AF

↳erenfan24 I think you should've messaged them, instead of calling them out publicly like this. no offense, still love you tho

↳yourinstagram i see why you think that ought to have been a direct message, and i agree. i just didn't considered it. it's all really frustrating, and i'm only human... you guys understand how hurtful assumptions like this can be, especially when they are made about someone i care about a lot. if you guys care about him too, you'll eventually realize that we are on the same team. i apologize if it came off as impolite or rude. i was simply attempting to start a conversation so people would realize that their statements were painful rather than just an "anonymous confession." this cruel internet culture has no benefit for society as a whole.

19,862 likes

ereynpost “You guys are crazy, you know that? No... I don’t think my girlfriend and I need another dog for now. What about you, Jean?” — Eren laughs as he answers a fan's sign.

USHSSUDSHDUAJSYSHS GUYSSS THE RUMORS ARENT TRUEEEE THEY'RE STILL TOGETHER OMFG!!!!

View all 3,749 comments

its.ereyn Girl, I almost deactivate this account

↳ereynpost PLS, SAME😀

ynfan27 OMG MY EREYN HEARTTT

erenfan25 PARENTS OMG😭😭😭

ynfan28 I can die in peace now, thanks

Liked by mikasackerman and 6,948,163 others

erenjaeger My love, my lady, the most precious human on this earth. I'm really grateful because we have an incredibly meaningful, loving, and fun relationship. As you guys know, this world is cruel and I'd do anything to make her the happiest, but I've failed to do it. I personally love it when people make assumptions or speculations about me, because I know they all wrong. But when people start to say something hurtful to my woman, I can't tolerate it.

Six years of relationship and we have never ever broken up, not even once, if that's what you all really want to know. She's my present and future, she's the one who teaches me how forever feels. The love I have for her only gets stronger and bigger, it's crazy to think about it. Thank you for all the love and support, we really appreciate it.

View all 53,027 comments

erenfan26 I TOLD YOU ALL THEY'RE ENDGAME

ynfan29 how to find myself a man like you😭

erenfan27 oh he is, he really is in love🥹❤️

yndaily the fact that i'll never experience this type of love hurts a lot. but i couldnt be more happier for you two💓

jeankirschtein ngl, at first i did believe you two broke up

↳erenjaeger bro, fuck off

↳erenfan28 LMAO JEANNNN, IM CRYINGG😭😭😭

ereyn.daily As iconic as David Bowie and Iman❤️

↳yourinstagram thank you, but I don't deserve this compliment. also, your comment will boost eren's ego, he'll think he's as good as him

↳erenjaeger why would you say that:(

(+bonus on what really happened lol)

#the fact that this insta au inspired by taylor and joe's break up news lol #im sad...#aot x reader #aot x female reader #aot x you #aot x y/n #aot smau #snk x reader #snk x female reader #snk x y/n #snk smau #eren x reader #eren x fem!reader #eren x y/n #eren x you #eren smau

436 notes · View notes

midnightbears · 17 days

Text

✿ tell 'em how the crowds went wild! tell 'em how i hope they shine!

⎯ in which you look back on how grateful you are for the opportunity bestowed upon you. aka: you joined the opla's cast!

#STARRING. iñaki godoy, mackenyu, jacob romero, taz skylar, emily rudd ft. fem!reader [elle fanning 4 faceclaim but u can imagine y/n anyway u wish!].

#TAGS. sfw, kind of context, a bit of smau but its tiny. mentions of covid just in case it's triggering?

#NOTE. pardon my rusty writing but i really wanted to get this out!!! i added an oc from one piece for the sake of the story but she's barely mentioned so uuuh yuh! timeline may be wrong but i work with what i'm given please bear with me. let me know if you would like more fics of this y/n??? ALSO IGNORE THE WATERMARKS ON THE PHOTOS I NEEDED TO MAKE THEM NEATER

In the past, if someone were to come up to you and tell you that you’d be a part of the One Piece Live Action main cast in the future, you would’ve probably laughed in their faces despite your wishful thinking.

At that time, you were content with your work, doing short theatre plays with companies or gaining minor roles in musicals. Everything changed when you landed the role for the one-woman show Fleabag for a limited time on London’s West End after the leading actress underwent emergency surgery for an appendectomy. You only acted as the sex-obsessed mess of a woman for about three weeks, but it was enough time for people to notice you, to really see you.

You believed your career had reached its pinnacle when you were cast as Katherine Howard in Six: The Musical in London. Your name had become somehow well-known in the musical theatre world, and you had a small but dedicated fan base who liked uploading edits of you being a dork during the Megasix on YouTube and TikTok.

Months later, you were bound to play as Fantine for Les Miserables when COVID abruptly struck, and you were dismayed that your job was ripped from you so abruptly. Your best friend, the sweetest person on earth, insisted on you moving in with her in fear that you’d be evicted from your apartment.

Months passed, and you eventually found a small way to help your friend pay rent by offering singing and acting lessons online to musical-aspiring teenagers. Since you had gained many followers from your earlier work on social media, it didn’t surprise you when the classes became sold out.

Your friend also convinced you to create a YouTube channel for you to upload videos of yourself (sometimes joined by her) where you watched and commented shitty movies, followed DIY tutorials just for the fun of it, performed covers of your favorite songs, and just generally vlogged your life (along with reactions to Taylor Swift’s (From The Vault) songs).

At first, you thought it was pretty stupid, but you were delightfully proved wrong when your videos harbored over 200k-300k views on a bad day, so you found no reason to stop as COVID-19 continued, growing to gain a little over five hundred thousand followers. Your reactions were often used for TikTok audios or clips, so you found your popularity growing and evolving during that year.

You believed yourself to be a general, simple woman. People liked you because you were elegant and levelheaded, although you could sometimes be chaotic. You also had a subtle sense of humor that many found charming. But mostly, you grew a steady fan base because your videos and presence comforted countless young adults and teenagers.

You were an optimist and a reassuring one, so during the times when COVID was so prominent, people sought refuge from the monstrosities of the world in your videos, where you seemed to connect with them even though you were on the other side of the screen.

However, everything changed somewhere in 2020-2021. That evening, your best friend got home from work with excitement practically oozing out of her every pore. You and your best friend were avid anime watchers and manga readers, so you couldn’t help the face you made when she told you that One Piece was getting a live-action.

Although you were skeptical, your friend practically insisted you send an audition tape. You grimaced at that. It was well-known that live anime actions were almost always corny and cringeworthy compared to the original work, and people never liked them. You had learned that much from Death Note and a couple of others. However, your best friend convinced you with this argument:

“If it’s that bad, then at least you’ll gain more followers out of the memes that people will make, and if it’s good, you’ll still get famous anyway!”

Eventually, you sent a video of you performing one of the lengthy monologues from Fleabag to your agency and simply hoped for the best. Your friend was practically rooting for you to get the role of Anastasia, one of the first integrants of the Straw Hat crew, joining before Sanji and after Usopp. You adored her as she greatly reminded you of your late mother, although you would be happy with any role.

Somewhere in November 2021, you remember a lot of screaming and crying. When you try to look back on it, all you remember is the happiness you felt when you received confirmation of the role of Anastasia. You were practically over the moon, and you and your friend celebrated inside your small apartment. You were entirely alone, just two drunk girls dancing and cheering, until one of the neighbors knocked on the ceiling with a broom.

liked by inakigo, emilyrudd and 574,949 others

yourusername actually lost for words and filled to the brim with gratitude...... i cannot express how excited i am to play my girl anastasia and bring her to life. from the bottom of my heart, thank you to everyone who has supported me. your faith in me means everything. congrats to iñaki, emily, jacob, mackenyu and taz, thank you to onepiecenetflix, thank you to my best friend for convincing me to audition for the role, and thank you, oda sensei, for putting anastasia's heart in my hands. love u all <3

view all comments

November 10, 2021

y/nsfanclub.02, AAAAAAAA SO EXCITED FOR THIS I ACTUALLY CANT BELIEVE IT

⤷ starl6ighwnb, LIKE FR IM GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE THIS IS INSANE

user8392y3r927y, HELLO YOUR GRACE ANASTASIA

inakigo, Congrats!!!!!!!!

taz_skylar, 🔥🔥🔥

The One Piece fan base dearly loved the character of Anastasia, a well-mannered, bubbly, upbeat, fashion-loving duchess who always spoke in a Transatlantic accent but also had a quick wit and a bit of a sweet tooth. Anastasia’s dream was to become the most dangerous pirate to ever grace the seas and prove everyone who doubted her wrong.

Of course, with a big character came a big responsibility.

Sometimes, insecurity nearly got the better of you. You had to fill huge shoes, and there were many people to convince and impress. However, your love for this project was bigger than the gnawing uncertainty on the back of your neck, so you continued strongly until the end of Season One, finding comfort in your cast mates and the countless people who counted on you and, most importantly, believed in you.

Oda handpicked you, and that argument alone was enough to shoot any insecurities away.

Well, needless to say, people loved you!

Critics acclaimed your portrayal of the character, as well as the commendable chemistry you shared with the rest of the cast. The fans found it incredibly funny that your character was the complete opposite of how you actually acted in real life, and you often found yourself blissfully immersed in the fan base's love and praise.

Your channel and social media suddenly grew tenfold. Although you had stopped uploading videos every week due to the recording of season one, your followers were more than happy to wait for your return, and as one would expect, they were thrilled to have you back once you did upload a vlog explaining everything.

Over the course of the six months, you had been recording from time to time for a YouTube video in the set. Previously, you had asked the producers for permission to record some behind-the-scenes for your channel and your usual interactions with the rest of the cast with your personal Sony camera, as you felt it would be a nice way to bring the fans and the cast closer.

The producers gave the okay on the condition that you would wait until the first season aired on Netflix. You happily agreed and carefully began recording some scenes of your dressers and hairdressers as they prepared you, a few shots of your instructor showing you how you were supposed to use the guns that Anastasia employed... simple things.

Back in the day, you were still getting acquainted with the other cast members, and you didn't want to seem rude by forcibly making them appear on your videos, so you waited for a few weeks until you could properly call yourself companions. Then, you invited them to appear in the videos.

Iñaki, Taz, and Jacob liked to take advantage of the little free time they had between scenes they didn't appear in to innocently steal your camera and use it to their heart's content. One day, you got home only to find the memory card was completely full. It was an extensive video of them walking around the set, with Taz recording while Kiki and Jacob pointed out random stuff to the people who lived inside your camera, as Jacob liked to call them.

Mackenyu, being more reserved and introverted, mostly liked to act as a cameraman for you as you showed the props you used and other things, often making comments or turning the camera around whenever you referred to something.

Meanwhile, Emily had a natural knack for being in front of the camera. Whenever you asked her to join in, she effortlessly slipped into the co-host role, bantering with you and adding her own insights into the behind-the-scenes world of the show.

With the first season out of the way, you took the time to carefully pick what videos you wanted to use in the final tape, and it took you a little over a month and a half to properly edit it and turn it into a wonderful thirty-minute-long behind-the-scenes. You even sent it to the producers and your co-stars in case there was a scene they wanted deleted. Fortunately, they all gave you the okay.

You teased the video a bit on your Instagram before uploading it a few days later, and the support it received was out of this world. It gained over two million views and hundreds of thousands of likes.

You were kind of expecting this. While some BTS had already been uploaded on YouTube, yours was different because you were showing it from your perspective. The fans loved every second of it, and even started asking for a second or third part. You even saw new videos on YouTube of recompilations from your video with the titles being silly things like The One Piece Cast Being Chaotic for Seven Minutes.

At that moment, your life felt so full. You were getting contacted by industries who wanted you to appear on their videos and their stages, thousands of fans who loved you, and a feeling so peculiar that this would be eternal.

liked by taz_skylar, morganlogoff and 1,523,199 others

yourusername missing my wig and my gang hours ☹️

view all comments

November 10, 2023

morganlogoff, love love love you💗💗💗

curlikaqy, NO ONE KNOWS I'M YOUR BIGGEST FAN

emilyrudd, GIRL I WANT TO SEE YOU COME BACK TO AMERICA

bookofjacob, missing your camera hours💔

#one piece #one piece live action #one piece la #opla #one piece x reader #one piece x you #one piece live action x reader #one piece live action x you #iñaki godoy #emily rudd #jacob romero gibson #jacob romero #taz skylar #mackenyu #one piece x y/n #opla x reader #opla x you #midnightbears

34 notes · View notes

got7ent · 4 months

Text

got7_isourname: 10 years with GOT7.

Time flies as people always say. It’s been 10 years since our debut and it’s been almost 13 years since I first got to Seoul Korea. From an athlete to entering the fields of music and getting trained professionally. From a kid, just starting his journey with curiosity to the man already walking 10 years down the road figuring out his artistry, and he still walking from no one recognizing & appreciating the artistry to having a crowd that supports and believes in you. Can’t say nothing but “I’m too blessed” to be able to receive. I really want to say thank you to “JYP“ entertainment, and all staff for casting me and giving me the opportunity back then. Also helping me to grow through training and it became a huge fundamental part of me today.

A coincident that happened back in school, when the casting team of “JYP” showed up and everyone in school left after exam. I was the one who stayed with a couple of friends that day when I should’ve went for fencing practice prepping for London, 2012. Well, I guess the casting team didn’t have much choice in that situation, but offer me the invitation to the audition. That’s how it happened… I want to thank HeeWon for always supporting me through my hard times and tolerating the immature me back then as a kid. I want to think Jimmy the CEO and J.Y. Park for guiding me through a seniors and as like parents in the industry.

I want to say thank you to my members, for being the partners in the battle. Being the brothers since trainee days from nothing to traveling and performing all around the world together. I believe each member is focusing on their artistry now and I hope nothing but the best for them. Really glad and happy that we are able to show each of our individual colors and character as artist now.

I want to thank everyone, from the bottom of my heart, to every person that supports the group. Our crowd & fans. I still remember the day of our debut showcase. We were all riding that auto electronic skateboard looking thing entering the venue during the intro of the show. It was around 50 people but it was definitely one of the most memorable shows I did.

I want to apologize for a fans for all the moments you worried. Sorry for the unpleasant moments and the negative experience that happened. I’m sorry that there were a lot of times, random and miscomprehend things like gossip, issues about the stabilities of the group, all sorts of noises and scandals that were out in the industry affecting everyone’s mood. Supports and fans deserve a good experience. I’m sorry for letting you all experience those kind of moment. There are a lot of precise memories from you all. I used to get a lot of “스니스니“ from you all. Now that I’m almost 30 in a couple of months, as I age, I don’t think anyone calls me that anymore. But the memory shows and pops up in my dream once or twice a year haha. Not gonna lie…

I love you all, the time you all spent with us was precious. I’ve always wanted to make our fandom and crowd proud, as a team, also as an individual. I assume a lot of you are already in different industries/working in different fields already. I hope everyone can be happy and healthy. I hope everyone is able to find their standard of happiness in life. That’s all that matters. I’m also looking forward to what’s next for us. Without all of you, we won’t be here today. None of this would happen without you all. Thank you I love you.

Seunie

#jackson #got7 #official:insta #js:insta #240116 #*apologies for any inaccuracies #* 스니스 is Seunie

34 notes · View notes

aziraphales-library · 11 months

Note

Hello there! Hoping it’s not too much trouble but I read a couple of actor fics (Crowley and Aziraphale are actors in shows/movies etc) and really loved them. Slow Show and That Gay Pirate Show, I loved them, the writing, atmosphere, setting! I was wondering if there were any recommendations? Also just some personally favorites with that kind of vibe would be happy additions to my list! Thank you very much

Hi! We have an #actors au tag that you can check, and you'll also find fics with a similar vibe on our #famous crowley and #famous aziraphale tags. Here are some more actor fics to add to the collection...

Let's spend the night together by HolRose (M)

Actor, A.J. Crowley is having a perfectly normal day when he is hailed in the street by someone he hasn’t seen for over thirty years. His reaction is initially one of dismay, but as the two old friends spend a revelatory night in each other’s company, facts come to light that will enable him to piece his fractured life back together, and old wounds will finally be healed.

An AU set in Northern Ireland during the Troubles, and London in 2018.

This is a human AU that can be read as a stand-alone story without reference to the other works in the series.

All the World's a Stage by Ineffable lawr (M)

Agnes, Nutter, an eccentric director with an almost prophetic ability to create hit theatrical shows brings together a cast of wonderfully talented and unique actors to create a new production of "A Midsummer Night's Dream." Aziraphale is a classically trained method actor, known for being a bit of a diva, and Crowley is a musical theatre actor known for being a spontaneous and bold performer with a bit of a bad reputation. The journey from audition to opening night will be a rocky one, but they might just end up finding something wonderful.

no more unhandsome by Waywarder (M)

Aziraphale and their best friend Anathema are starting their own Shakespeare Company, and Aziraphale dreams of playing Rosalind in their inaugural production of As You Like It.

But then rival actor (and admitted flash bastard) Anthony J. Crowley shows up at auditions.

Welcome to the As You Like It-inspired Good Omens Shakespeare Company AU! Thanks for being here!

To The Stars by Fyre (T)

In 1999, a television programme aired that would quickly become a cult classic. 20 years on, join the crew of the NSS Galaxy Quest as they embark on the most exciting adventure of their lives.

Galaxy Quest AU - Update schedule - every Sunday

The Only One I Still Know How to See by Furuba_Fangirl (E)

Aziraphale has been an admirer of Anthony J. Crowley for years. However, the gap between audience member and stage actor begins to thin when they are given the chance to officially meet.

All's Fair in Love, War, and Show Business by sapphose (T)

Crowley is given one last chance to save his floundering acting career when he is offered a role in a new musical adaptation of the beloved book, "The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch." Unfortunately, he'll be acting opposite Aziraphale, the ex he hasn't spoken to in over a decade and with whom he is definitely not still in love. When Crowley's past comes back to haunt him, he and Aziraphale must decide whether to repeat their actions from years prior, or to take their unexpected second chance and try again.

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #ineffable partners #actors au #famous crowley #famous aziraphale #human au #mod d

95 notes · View notes

tagomago · 5 months

Text

MY MACBETH REVIEW. except that makes it sound so formal this is just me saying things. and it’s long too so no one will read im sure except like three of you 🙏

spoilers for the production if ur seeing it i suppose but not really. and spoilers for macbeth but i mean it’s 400 years old so that’s your problem

okay so it was crazy good. really sort of…bare but in a sort of gothic and chilling way. it felt modern without being too full of itself. the sound design was great and i also really loved the celtic folk music they had going on. i ADORED the witches at the start as voices in vapours and also how they had the whole company play them in their later scene. i think it’s possibly the most successful demonstration of macbeth being tormented/haunted that i’ve seen. the choreography was wonderful both here and in the final battle. plus i adored the donmar it’s my first time going there and man. it being so small is wonderful! it really is the most intimate theatre in london

context wise i especially thought how they focused on the loss of a child was engaging. it’s something that i personally haven’t seen focused on much in a lot of productions and it was really interesting that they only had one child cast member to play the children. i know that’s common in productions like this with limited casts but it was really made to be read into. like it wasn’t subtext it was text. that they set him up as THEIR child at the start, and throughout macbeth would interact with tenderness before violence was so so interesting and well-done. that they were haunted by their lost child who they saw in everything and yet still murdered. and the fact that fleance and young siward were both CHILDREN was like. crazy. sickening even. when macbeth kills young siward it was mad too like i gasped as did half the theatre.

another thing is the fact that even though it was a ‘shorter’ production it didn’t feel idk. frantic or rushed. i think coming off the back of seeing lear with kenneth branagh i was unsure about it bc that DID feel rushed and lost a lot of emotion bc of it. this wasn’t the case at allll with macbeth it felt perfectly paced and remained thrilling and tense throughout.

i think some people think the headphone thing was gimmicky but personally i really enjoyed it. it leant itself to parts of the performance (eg. whispers, clinking daggers, the sort of things u wouldn’t typically hear) and i enjoyed how it built atmosphere and tension but my favourite bit of it is that it sort of added a level of separation between say, the ghost of banquo and the witches and the ‘reality’ of the scene. without the headphones they do not exist. it’s involving but also plays with what is real and what isn’t. i did actually remove them a couple of times and tbh i did enjoy some parts of the performances more without them but overall it was utilised well and was more than a gimmick to me.

performances ummm. they were brilliant. cush jumbo was awesome and has such a stage presence which is so important for lady macbeth. very understated charisma that rlly lends itself to all of her character…i LOVED the porter they were soooo fun and funny and did great audience work AND gave me my pantomime fix for the year. and of course david tennant was brilliant. the hype was real he is very good isn’t he. and i’m saying this as a frequent killjoy. and i did like to see him get thrown around and picked up by women

okay ummm yes. i hope they film it so u can all see it alternatively i wish you all well in getting no-shows/daily tix/standing

#macbeth

42 notes · View notes

avastrasposts · 10 months

Text

Hello!

So I just realised about 300+ people decided to follow me and, I suppose, read my stories? And 300 is such a small number but to me it's surreal that so many of you want to read what I write!

So I thought I'd introduce myself a little, just to be polite you know, and be like those author blurbs they put on the inside flap of books. So read on if you want to know more about me and my writing, or just keep scrolling if you'd rather I remain a redheaded mystery with a thing for Frankie Morales.

Also, chapter 16 of The Pilot and his Girl will be posted tomorrow, it just needs another round of editing.

Also, again, this got long, so if you can't be bothered reading all my ramblings below the cut, I totally understand. I have a habit of getting wordy....

So, I'm in my 40's and I've been writing for most of my life, starting with embarrassing little short stories in adorable misspelled fashion when I was just wee. I aspired to be a journalist and then went on a completely different tangent career wise, ending up with a PhD in an area I no longer work in (fifteen years of higher education never to be touched again but you definitely want me on your team in a pub quiz!). I have vague memories of writing fan fiction in my early 20, I think? (I'm old, give me a break). But I only got back to it late last year as a way to kick start my imagination and discipline around writing again. I needed a creative outlet and writing is something I always enjoyed and found easy to do.

I live in England, in the amazing but fucking expensive city of London. I look pretty much like my profile picture, only more wrinkles and maybe a bit of silver in all that gingerness. I'm a very good cook and baker (Pedro, I'll teach you how to cook any day!) and I'm married to my very own sweet Latino man. He's not called Frankie but he does call me cariño. I have big chunk of family in Sweden and I speak a little bit of Swedish (it's actually where I am right now, we're over here celebrating midsummer).

I started writing fanfics for The Boys fandom and Karl Urban as I was binging the whole show after finishing season 4. Then I stumbled into the Pedro Pascal fandom as I watched The Last of Us.

TLoU has a very special place in my heart. I've been gaming since my early teens and bought a Playstation 3 after saving for months, my first console after playing on PC for years. When TLoU came out in 2013 I bought and played it straight away and I, like so many others, had an experience playing it. It's the only story, in any medium, that's made me cry after just 10-15 minutes of game play. The scene were Sarah dies, still gets me every time. And the rest of the game...I turned up at work the next week in a daze, just needing to tell people about this incredible story and experience I'd had. It was like no other game I'd ever played, before or since. And I've replayed the game about once a year since 2013. Back then, that kind of game was totally unique, there was nothing like it. Some games had explored stronger story telling elements, but not on this level, nothing came even close to creating such a bond between gamer and characters. Now days we're spoiled by powerful storytelling in video games, in 2013, The Last of Us was totally unique (sorry, I'm blabbering, but I could go on at length about TLoU and the impact it had).

So when I heard there was talks about turning into a tv-series, I was scared. Really worried. The gaming community have seen so many horrendous adaptations of video games, my beloved Assassin's Creed was butchered in 2016. But then I heard Pedro Pascal had been cast as Joel and I was carefully hopeful, and then Bella Ramsey as Ellie and I got really excited. I'd seen them both in Game of Thrones, both of their performances sticking in my mind. I even remember reading about Pedro being cast in GoT and looking him up and being disappointed because he looked nothing like I'd pictured the Red Viper when I read the books. But then he just swanned in and crushed it, he was so damn good, he won me over straight away. I can't imagine anyone else playing Oberyn.

And then of course, the first few trailers of TLoU dropped and we got glimpses of the show and I remember texting my equally TLoU obsessed friend and we squealed in delight at how good it looked! And the first time I heard the clicker sound....I shuddered, it was a very real physical reaction. If I'd been on the actual set and heard it, I think I would've run a mile.

And then, as I was still writing The British Connection, a fic set in The Boys fandom, I watched Triple Frontier, and, like so many others, fell hard for sweet Frankie Morales. So jumping the gun a bit, I decided to write something with him, just a drabble, to get used to writing him and to write in the Reader insert format. But it kind a grew in scope and when I had the idea of sticking him and the rest of the Triple Frontier boys into TLoU universe I knew I had to create something bigger.

Looking back I would've made the story tighter, less lengthy, had I known from the start that's where it was going to go. But part of the fun of fan fiction is posting as you go, I think. I get feedback from you guys and it makes me think of other elements to add to the story. There isn't always a set road map for how a fic is going to develop.

If you've made it this far, congratulations and thank you, I'm impressed you read all that rambling from some stranger on Tumblr! The Pilot and his Girl has a set plan now, I have chapters drawn up and although I'm not sure how many chapters I'm going to end up with, I know where the story is going. You'll find out what's happened to Pope, Will and Benny. And Joel and Tommy will of course come back to the story later on. There will be more trauma and angst as the story continues but there will be a happy ending, of sorts, in the end.

And again, thank you all for reading, commenting and reblogging! I love you all!

28 notes · View notes

edwinadaily · 11 months

Text

COSMOPOLITAN UK | A few weeks ago, Charithra Chandran was having a dinner party with some of her oldest friends. A few of them work in advertising and marketing, another is a doctor, one is a lawyer. None work in ‘the industry’. ‘Have I changed?’ Chandran asked them, as plates were cleared and wine glasses topped up. Their answer was unanimous. ‘No way.’ ‘In fact,’ one joked, ‘it’s actually sad how little character development there’s been.’ They all laughed. ‘Sometimes dickish things come out of your mouth like, “I’ve got a fitting with Dior next week!” Look, your life might have changed, but you certainly haven’t.’

Their words reassured Chandran of something she already knew. In just two life-changing years, she had gone from being a philosophy, politics and economics graduate preparing to start a job in management consultancy, to playing a lead in one of the biggest TV shows of the past decade. In the year since she appeared in Bridgerton’s second series, caught in a love triangle with Jonathan Bailey’s Anthony Bridgerton and Simone Ashley’s Kate Sharma, her trajectory has shown no signs of slowing down. This year, she stars in a handful of films including Good Intentions, a short with Micheal Ward (who you’ll know from the Oscar-nominated Empire Of Light), as well as playing the lead in teen rom-com How To Date Billy Walsh. And just a few weeks ago, she was in India with Ashley for the Dior pre-fall show (hence the fitting), which she describes as ‘special and incredible’. But while 26-year-old Chandran may be sitting front row, booking lead roles and appearing on magazine covers, she still feels like that same wide-eyed graduate, the one with no idea what would come next.

‘My life just feels so... normal?’ says Chandran, over a builder’s tea in one of her favourite central London cafes, her hair slicked back in a silk headscarf. 'That is the number one thing that has left me feeling sane. I worry that if my personal life was fully in this world, these crazy experiences would start to feel normal. I need to be surrounded by people not involved in the craziness.'

Most of her friends – like the ones at the dinner party – are from school and university, and the industry friendships she has tend to be with older women, including her Bridgerton cast mates Golda Rosheuvel (Queen Charlotte) and Shelley Conn, who played her mother in the series. ‘We hang out all the time. We go see shows; we grab tea or dinner. Golda’s so cool, sometimes I wonder why she wants to hang out with me. Shelley is literally like my older sister; I’m super close with her family. They both give me advice constantly about how to hold yourself in the industry. They provide perspective as well; they’ve been in it for so long, and they’re both women of colour; they remind me how far we’ve come and how far we have to go. Everything that I go through, they’ve been through it tenfold. I really rely on their counsel.’

The road to Bridgerton

Chandran auditioned for the show in 2020 before the first series had aired. At the time, her career as an actor was precarious. She’d loved performing for as long as she could remember (‘I was that annoying kid who always wanted to be the centre of attention’), acting throughout school and university, even performing in the West End with youth theatre companies, but she’d never really considered it as a viable career. ‘I never even talked about wanting to act because I felt embarrassed. Saying you wanted to be a professional actor felt like saying you wanted to be prime minister or an astronaut.’ Her reasons were twofold. The first was a lack of South Asian representation on screen and stage, – ‘For a long time I didn’t really have any inspiration to look towards,’ she says – and the second was familial expectation. ‘I’m the literal opposite of a nepo baby. My parents are doctors; we didn’t know any actors or journalists. Anyone who’s not a medic was foreign territory for us.’

Though her parents hoped Chandran would follow them into the profession, she credits their progressive attitudes with giving her the courage to follow her dreams. ‘They always expected academic excellence, but they gave me so much freedom and trust. I don’t know if that was an active choice or [if] it was because they were immigrants, junior doctors and single parents who didn’t have time to be focused on me 24/7. Either way, they really let me be me.’

Being herself meant giving acting a serious shot before starting the management consultancy job. She deferred the start date for a year and, in between working as a tutor and running a food bank, spent time crafting a CV and a showreel to try to get professional representation. Her graft paid off, and she signed to an agent who began to get her auditions for film and TV roles. Her first was a Bollywood dancer in the star-studded Marvel film Eternals, which Chandran landed after finding an advert on Instagram, helmed by the likes of Angelina Jolie, Richard Madden and Salma Hayek. On set, it was Kumail Nanjiani who really stood out for Chandran. ‘Being on a proper movie set with this fellow brown actor looking buff felt amazing. He treated us with so much kindness and grace.’

Shortly after, Chandran landed a role in Amazon Prime’s Alex Rider series, and then came her even bigger break: Bridgerton. The process was turbulent. The world had gone into lockdown and after a handful of virtual auditions for Ashley’s role (Kate), Chandran was told she looked too young for the part. Months later, out of the blue, she was approached again, and by that point, season one was already out and the show was a breakout hit that became the most-viewed English-language series onNetflix at the time. ‘While they continued looking for Kate, they had me on the back burner. I’d got a part in another show, so I was like, you know, okay, I love the sound of Bridgerton, butI have [other] work so, whatever. And then season one came out and I was like, “Oh, man! It’s such a good show. I would have loved to get that!”’ This time, the team wanted her to audition for the role of Kate’s younger sister, Edwina Sharma. ‘I desperately wanted to be in the show, but I didn’t want to do it solely for that – which is such an ego trip! I only had one credit at the time. But I was fully being like, “Okay, tell me more about the role...’ So I read for it, and then I didn’t hear about anything for months. I was like, “Okay, well, clearly it’s over!”’

Then, one afternoon, while helping out in her mum’s allotment, she received a call asking her to audition with Bailey and Ashley. ‘I didn’t even realise I was still in the running. But the chemistry read was so special. I remember they looked so beautiful on Zoom. The lighting was amazing, and I was in my dingy dining room in the dark. I thought, “Okay, I need to step up my game.”’ Clearly she was already bringing her A-game because she landed the part.

Surviving the spotlight

Bridgerton has a habit of launching the stellar careers of its leads. Almost overnight, season one’s Phoebe Dynevor and Regé-Jean Page went from emerging actors to household names. ‘So many of the cast members who’d been through it were like, Charithra, get a therapist because this is crazy,’ she remembers. She took their advice, and while therapy has been invaluable, nothing could truly prepare her for such a life-altering experience. She cites events in particular as ‘anxiety-inducing’, explaining, ‘There’s an impostor syndrome there. I leave and I want to cry every time!’ It sounds intense, and the internet’s opinions only exacerbated it. ‘I think when anyone is first exposed to this [fame] on the level that I was, they read the comments, they google themselves. And when you read the really aggressive ones – I know this sounds dramatic – but you feel really vulnerable. I’m a normal person – I’m taking the bus, I’m taking the Tube. You’re thinking all it takes is one person being slightly too deranged and trying to hunt you down... It took me like a solid four months to [get] through that.’

When it comes to social media generally, and whether she feels any pressure with what she posts and the persona she presents, Chandran is typically low-key. ‘I’m not famous enough for people to care about me enough to feel that now! I’m not thinking to myself at any point, “I wonder how the public will receive it.” Maybe I should! But even if – fingers crossed – I continue to do really cool things, and I do get more famous, I’m a very open person. I’m not trying to hide anything. I’m very active on social media and I share loads of parts of my life. But that’s what I’d be doing anyway, even if I wasn’t doing this. I don’t do things differently because I have a platform.’

One thing she is clear on: she doesn’t read negative comments any more and focuses her attention on what a powerful impact the series has had, particularly for young women of colour. ‘I get so much energy and enrichment when I meet someone who’s watched it and tells me how much seeing Simone and me on the show means to them.’ She adds, ‘She is so beautiful. We both went through a baptism of fire together, so we really bonded for life over this very seismic experience that we had. We’re connected by something so big.’

Chandran is clearly proud of the show, however not all responses to Bridgerton have been positive. While the Shonda Rhimes Regency-era romance has largely been praised for the diversity of its stars, some critics have questioned the casting, suggesting it’s tokenistic and that the characters of colour aren’t afforded sufficient context or cultural recognition and could just as easily have been played by a white actor. ‘It’s not a perfect show,’ says Chandran. ‘No one’s out here saying this is a perfect representation of anything. If we were to do it again, I’m sure we’d make certain different decisions, but it’s a damn good try. And it’s a really bold try. Let’s enjoy the fact that we have this and continue striving for more.’

Chandran says some of the commentary that bothered her the most were ‘the comments that said I only got to where I am because I’m Eurocentric or I’m white-passing. That really bugged me because all my life I’ve had to face prejudice for not being those things. I have a quintessentially Tamil face, not even Indian, people can place me as a Tamil. You open books, you go to a temple, you see the pictures and paintings; they look like this. So it’s like, bro, I didn’t go through prejudice and discrimination for you to now belittle my identity. When the show was coming out, that’s all I could focus on.’

From Regency to romance

As she gears up for the release of her next project, How To Date Billy Walsh, this time around, her feeling is one of excitement. She plays Amelia, a precocious teenager who, much like her Bridgerton character, finds herself caught up in an unlikely love triangle with her best friend Archie (played by Heartstopper’s Sebastian Croft) and an elusive new student (Cobra Kai’s Tanner Buchanan). The film brims with all the fun, campness and nostalgia of a classic romcom. ‘We wanted to make something that was really timeless,’ says Chandran. ‘My cousins who are 12 and 13 are still watching Clueless, The Breakfast Club, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. We wanted to do something fun and heart-warming that harked back to the 90s.’

While classic teen romances are praised for their charm, they’re less celebrated for their diversity. As a woman of colour, did it feel like a big deal to be at the helm of a high school romcom? ‘I think it’s so interesting because what I really loved and appreciated was how not a big deal it felt, and I think that’s a real testament to all the people that have come before me, all the directors, producers, actors who have paved the way. I love representing my culture, and I love playing characters who are culturally specific to me,’ she says, ‘but on the flipside, I also enjoy playing a normal person where the story isn’t just about her being Indian. That is what I want for my career as well. I want to do things about race that start important conversations, and things about love and friendship. I don't want to be a one-trick pony.' When choosing roles, she says her approach is simply to find characters who feel truthful. 'The times I've said no are if it perpetuates bad or lazy stereotypes, if it's a character I've already seen before.'

As a romantic lead, her performance is effortless. Amelia is a plucky teenager who reels through the full spectrum of emotions when she develops a crush on the titular character, faces off against bullies and navigates some complicated feelings towards her best friend. Her portrayal of a girl caught in the full throes of an all-consuming crush is vibrant and hilarious, but she also imbues Amelia with a real sense of vulnerability.

Chandran shares some of Amelia's confidence and her thirst for new experiences, but her own memories of dating as a teenager were quite different. rowing up in Oxford, she went to an all-girls school. Most weekends involved house parties with boys from the neighbouring schools, where she would be the only one to get, ‘no attention from the guys,’ she remembers. ‘I thought, "Maybe they’re just not attracted to brown girls." I’m curvy; Indian women tend to have curves and fat in different places. All my friends were white and skinny. It was confusing, but I never took it personally. I used to wonder, is it because they see a brown girl and think, “Oh, she probably can't drink, she’s probably really prudish” – what assumptions were they making just from the colour of my skin?’

While she was at university, one of the boys who had been on the same teen house-party circuit messaged her on Facebook. 'This is a guy I’d seen every weekend for almost two years. He said I was cute and asked me how we knew each other. What’s mad is that I didn’t go to uni and have some glow-up. I looked exactly the same at 19 as I had at 15.’ She believes his sudden interest reflected a broader cultural shift towards diversity. ‘By that time, there were more Black and brown women in magazines and in lead roles on TV. I realised, "Oh, I'm trendy. So now you see there’s an attractiveness there. Because I objectively know I don't look different." That kind of shit happened quite a few times.’

Needless to say, Chandan ghosted the message. ‘I’m not a trend,' she says with a playful eye-roll. In life after Bridgerton, she admits dating can be difficult to navigate. She doesn’t use apps because ‘even before the show, people would see me on Instagram or google me. Which we all do, it's fine... but it started to get weird. So it is harder to meet people, but I don't think I'm famous or successful enough to ever have to worry that someone’s dating me for clout’. Plus, she knows what's important in a potential partner. ‘If I think about what kind of person I want to date, the number one thing I'll say is that they need to be a feminist. I'm a feminist, I'm an advocate for women. I went to a girls school, my family is a matriarchy.’

Dating aside, the fact that Chandran’s life hasn’t changed all that much is a testament to her ability to keep both feet on the ground. There’s also perhaps the knowledge that, should she ever find herself changed by fame, her best friends will absolutely be there to bring her back to reality at the next dinner party. ‘They're the most important people to me’ she says. ‘I love to be surrounded by women. I love the men in my life, but I just prefer women. Women made me feel safe, they make me feel heard.'

#charithra chandran #charithrachandranedit #cchandranedit #bridgerton cast #bridgertoncastedit #interview

53 notes · View notes

teamwangph · 4 months

Text

"10 Years with GOT7.

Time flies as people always say. It's been 10 years since our debut and it's been almost 13 years since I first got to Seoul, Korea.

From an athlete to entering the fields of music and getting trained professionally. From a kid just starting his journey with curiosity to the man already walking 10 years down the road figuring out his artistry, artistry and he still walking...

From no one recognizing & appreciating the artistry to having a crowd that supports and believes in you.

Can't say nothing but "I'm too blessed" to be able to receive. I really want to say thank You to "JYP" entertainment & all staff for casting me and giving me the opportunity back then. Also helping me to grow through training huge fundemental part of me today! and it became a coincidence that happened back in school, when the casting team of JYP showed up and everyone in school left after exam. I was the one who stayed with a couple of friends that day when I should've went for fencing practice prepping for London 2012. Well, I guess the casting team didn't have much choice in that situation but to offer me the invitation to the audition. That's how it happened... I also want to thank Hee Wan for always supporting me through my hard times and tolerating the immature me back then as a kid. I want to thank Jimmy the CEO & J.Y. Park for guiding me through as seniors and as parents in the industry.

I want to say thank You to my members, for being the partners in the battle. Being the brothers since trainee days from nothing to traveling and performing. all around the world together.

I believe each member is focusing on their artistry now, and I hope for nothing but the best for them. Really glad and happy that we are able to show each of our individual colors and character as artists now.

I want to thank everyone, from the bottom of my heart, to every person that supports the group. Our crowd & fans.

I still remember the day of our debut showcase.

we were all riding that Auto electric Skateboard looking thing entering the venue during the intro of the show. It was around 50 people but it was definitely one of the most memorable show I did.

I also want to apologize to our fans for all the moments you worried. Sorry for the unpleasant moments and the negative experience that happened.

I'm sorry that there were a lot of times, random & miscomprehend things like gossips, issues about the stabilities of the group, all sorts of noises and scandals in the industry that were out in the industry affecting everyone's mood. Supports and fans deserve a good experience and I'm sorry for letting you all experience these kind of moments. There were a lot of precious memories from you all. I used to get a lot of "스니스니" from you all. Now that I'm almost "30" in a couple of months. As I age, I don't think anyone calls me that anymore. But the memory shows and pops up in my dream once or twice a year. haha. Not gonna lie...

I Love You all, the time you all spent with us was precious. I've always wanted to make our fandom and crowd proud, as a team, also as an individual I assume a lot of you are already in different industries/working in different fields already. I hope everyone can be happy and healthy. I hope everyone is able to find their standard of happiness in life.

That's all it matters. I'm also looking forward to what's next for us. without all of you, we won't be here today. None of this would ever happen, without you all.

Thank you I Love You.

Seuni..."

#jackson wang #wang jia er #jacksonwang852g7 #got7 jackson #wang ka yee #got7 #igot7 #team wang #jackson #jacky #page ten with got7 #GOT7 10th year anniversary

8 notes · View notes

charliethomascoxuniverse · 10 months

Text

"Stone of Destiny" set to cause a stir

Press and Journal: October 4, 2008

Some say it was the greatest robbery in Scotland's History, others that it bolstered calls for independence. Now cinema audiences have the opportunity to decide for themselves as Stone of Destiny opens next week.

The true story of Scotland’s most daring robbery hits cinema screens on October 10, when Charles Martin Smith’s latest feature, Stone of Destiny, is released.

The all-star cast includes Charlie Cox (Casanova, Stardust) and Kate Mara (Shooter, Brokeback Mountain) alongside Scottish screen legends Billy Boyd (The Lord of the Rings, Master and Commander) and Robert Carlyle (Trainspotting, The Full Monty) as well as Peter Mullan (My Name is Joe, Children of Men) and Academy Award winner Brenda Fricker (My Left Foot).

Written and directed by Charles Martin Smith, Stone of Destiny is based on the real-life story of Ian Hamilton, played by Charlie Cox, who led a group of four university students to steal back the legendary coronation stone of Scottish kings and queens and symbol of Scottish independence – the Stone of Scone.

Frustrated by political apathy and Scotland’s diminishing sense of nationhood, Hamilton sought to reawaken Scottish national pride and spur his generation into action.

For hundreds of years, the English had jealously guarded the Scottish coronation stone, the Stone of Destiny – an ancient block of sandstone symbolically used in coronation ceremonies which Edward I took from Perth in the 13th century.

Hamilton led a group of university friends to London to make a dramatic gesture to reinstate Scotland’s place on the political map. Despite having little money and even less experience, they hatched an ambitious plan to break into Westminster Abbey in the wee hours of Christmas morning and “liberate” the most powerful symbol of Scotland’s nationhood, the Stone of Scone – otherwise known as the Stone of Destiny.

Hamilton’s daring act was a moment of great Scottish pride.

Based on Ian Hamilton’s book, The Taking of The Stone of Destiny, the movie was filmed in Glasgow and London and, fittingly, had its world premiere at the Edinburgh International Film Festival in June this year.

Among those attending the premiere were Sir Sean Connery, Nairn-based Oscar-winning actress Tilda Swinton and the entire cast.

While Charlie Cox burst into public consciousness in 2007 with his lead role in Matthew Vaughn’s Stardust, the 25-year-old London-born actor was no beginner.

After making his big-screen debut in 2003 thriller Dot The I, he went on to work opposite Al Pacino in Michael Radford’s lush film version of The Merchant of Venice and Heath Ledger in another film set in the Italian city, 2005’s Casanova. Subsequently acting alongside Robert De Niro and Michelle Pfeiffer in Stardust, Cox evidently has no fear of challenging himself to the limits.

However, accepting the role of Hamilton threw up two challenges – perfecting a Scottish accent and coming up against Scottish acting giant Robert Carlyle, who plays Hamilton’s reluctant mentor, John MacCormick.

Speaking of Carlyle, Cox said: “He’s one of my favourite actors; in many ways, more so than some of the big guys because he’s more my generation.

“I’ve grown up watching his films and he’s a jobbing actor who does great role after great role.”

And mastering the accent?

“Absolutely terrified – and still am. There’s no real excuse for it, is there? It’s my job to get it right, and I’m not great with accents. I’m not one of those people that can turn it on. I had to really work hard with it. And I know that I’ll watch the film and hear sounds that are off and wrong, and I just hope that doesn’t take away from the performance, and I hope it’s not too obvious to others.”

Having spent months filming a story he initially knew nothing about, it’s interesting to hear his views on the completed film.

“I loved it. I thought it was incredibly charming,” said Cox. “I felt like I did when I read the script. I thought it was a wonderful story and told brilliantly. And I really feel like Charlie Martin Smith has translated that very well on to film.”

Playing a person who is still alive makes the role that wee bit harder, too.

“It’s a bit mad, isn’t it?” said Cox. “It’s a wee bit more pressure. I feel, with the other characters that I’ve played, anything extra that I bring to it is justifiable because it’s my own invention. Whereas that’s not the case here.

“You’re playing someone who does exist, who was documented, and although what I know of Ian is what he is today, and the bits of information I have from the 1950s and the rest of his life, I don’t have any video footage of him. So I had to make my own mind up, which is more freeing.

“But it’s a pressure. If I don’t do him justice, if I get him wrong, it’s not OK. His son was on the set, who, ironically, is a friend of mine. Ian (Hamilton) has seen it, but not on the big screen, and that makes a big difference.

“If you don’t know much about film, if you haven’t worked a lot with film, you can watch it on a small screen and think that you’ve seen it. But then it’s a different experience.”

Like Mel Gibson’s Braveheart, Stone of Destiny is tipped to stir Scottish blood.

“I read something in the paper the other day. The biggest boost of national pride in Scotland over the last 50 years was the release of Braveheart,” said Cox. “They had more rallies and letters when Braveheart was released than over anything else.”

Although he knew nothing of the story beforehand, having learned it, Cox feels it contributed to the movement for Scottish independence.

“Although it didn’t have a direct impact into the Scottish government, it was certainly a huge catalyst towards all of that,” said Cox. “Ironically, and a lot of this is by chance, filming it now is interesting because the nationalist party are in power. Not only was that not the case back then, it was far from it. It was not even feasible.”

~*~

#just me archiving another old interview 😊#charlie cox #ian hamilton #stone of destiny 2008 #interview #article #baby charlie

14 notes · View notes

hotvintagepoll · 10 days

Text

Propaganda

Rita Moreno (Singin' in the Rain, West Side Story)—She’s an EGOT, an absolute legend for how she navigated her career as a woman of color in the fifties and sixties. Her performance as Anita in West Side Story is why I go back to that movie so many times. She is an icon and she is the moment.

This is round 4 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Rita Moreno propaganda:

"Amazing showstopping actress in her one big memorable role as Anita in West Side Story. She sings and dances with unmatched joy and energy, and then breaks your heart with her acting. Rita took a role that felt as a stereotype to latina women and made it compelling and multifaceted. Her subsequent career was filled with mostly side roles, but she still managed to excel in whatever Hollywood threw at her."

"It’s Rita!! The EGOT herself! She can act, she can sing, she can dance, a triple threat. Obviously absolutely iconic as Anita in West Side Story (her part of the Tonight Quintet is the sexiest part of the film, fight me). But before that she was the amazing Zelda in Singin’ In the Rain!?! Thanks Zelda, you’re a real pal."

"She continues to be amazing but also she's got legs for days."

"THEE iconic rita moreno, EGOT winner, civil rights activist, theatre legend. watch her documentary "Rita Moreno: Just a Girl Who Decided to Go for It". also her rendition of "fever" on the muppet show"

youtube

Angela Lansbury:

64.media.tumblr.com

"She looked like a princess but bit like a viper"

"Is there anything this woman couldn't do? Act in comedy and drama, sing, dance, be a wonderful human being - quite simply a true and wonderful lady."

"she is the fairytale princess of my dreams in court jester"

#angela lansbury #rita moreno #hotvintagepoll #fuck that old woman #ladies 4 #Youtube

315 notes · View notes

jgroffdaily · 1 year

Text

Excerpts from a feature article on director Maria Friedman and "Merrily We Roll Along" at the New York Times, including:

In the beginning, everybody cried. A lot.

“I’d say the entire cast spent the first two weeks of rehearsals in tears, in tears, and they had no idea why,” said Maria Friedman, the director of the new, hotly anticipated revival of “Merrily We Roll Along.” That’s the Stephen Sondheim-George Furth musical from 1981, which opens on Dec. 12 at the New York Theater Workshop, and all but sold out its limited run the day tickets became available.

In a season plump with Sondheim revivals (“Into the Woods,” next year’s “Sweeney Todd”) and literature, this one carries an especially heavy cargo of expectation — the hope that its creator’s most notorious flop might finally be rehabilitated.

During previews, when I spoke to Radcliffe and the show’s other two stars — Jonathan Groff (“Spring Awakening,” “Hamilton”) and Lindsay Mendez (a Tony winner for “Carousel”) — on the phone, they said they were still having trouble staying dry-eyed in performance. “Now the thing that’s challenging,” Groff said, “now that we’ve kind of got the material where we can do it without weeping, is hearing the audience react to it.” Radcliffe and Groff agreed that Mendez was the strongest in that regard.

Mendez tried to explain the emotional toll of coming to terms with these characters: “I think that the love that these people have for each other, and all the near misses they have when they don’t say what they need to say, it’s just so heart-wrenching and difficult to experience. And with every day that passed we all just felt closer and closer. It just got really palpable.”

She [Friedman] has altered neither book nor lyrics. She has reframed it in the sense that it is now staged, subtly, as a memory play, told from the perspective of Groff’s 40-year-old Franklin.

ON A FRIDAY in mid-November, I watched Friedman applying that sensibility during the penultimate tech rehearsal for “Merrily.” With its endless repetition of words and movements, as lighting and scenery cues are readjusted again and again, a tech rehearsal is a soul-sapping process.

Yet a giddy, nigh ecstatic energy coursed through the room. There was a lot of hugging going on, in the aisles and on the stage, an activity Friedman said was not inappropriate to a show by Sondheim. “He loved a hug, loved a hug. Loved a laugh. He’d always hold my hands when we were walking. He was not this cold man that people think.”

Dressed like an animated Op Art display in a dizzying combination of oversized checks, Friedman issued directives — and laughed and cheered — to her 20-odd-strong cast through a microphone, her bright throaty voice illuminating the dark.

“Is Danny in the wings?” she asked. Radcliffe flew out of the shadows as if propelled by catapult. Groff was marking time by slowly twirling, again and again, with a seraphic smile.

She wanted them to “personalize” a dance move that has them jumping from one level to another; nothing could be generic. And when Frank tells his cohorts that their still-unfinished nightclub act is opening immediately, Friedman shouted out, “Jonathan, enjoy the chaos you’ve put into the room!”

A man ultimately consumed by the pursuit of success at the expense of his deepest friendships, Franklin has usually been regarded as the show’s biggest problem. Friedman doesn’t think of him that way and has imagined an elaborate back story. “I see him as floating, without an anchor, looking to please people, looking to make a mark in the world,” she said.

Casting the radiantly likable Groff, who “still has wonder all over him,” was essential, Friedman said, in keeping an audience on the character’s side. “I have rarely met a man so capable of joy and love — offstage,” she said. “He’s taught me to dare to be happy now and again. I’m not good at it.”

While rehearsing the cast in the show’s climactic anthem of hope, “Our Time,” Friedman paused to ask the actors when their characters were happiest, and to hold on to that memory during the song.

#jonathan groff #maria friedman #merrily we roll along #nytw

38 notes · View notes

sacredsnape · 2 years

Text

unconditionally | part two

read part one here

⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆

chapter fifteen

you and snape spent your summer together doing various activities together, like reading and going mushroom hunting. snape even taught you how to brew some new potions, making great use out of the mushrooms and other items you and him had collected.

you and him spent your time divided between your place and his; you had a small yet comfortable house in london, which your parents would be keeping an eye on while you lived with snape at hogwarts during the school year. they weren't fully aware of what you and snape had going on, but you knew that you'd tell them eventually.

at spinner's end, all you and snape did was read and then discuss what you read before spending the rest of the day cuddling. however, snape was a lot more comfortable at your place than he was at his which was understandable.

you and snape sat in your garden one afternoon, eating the strawberries that you two had just picked from the fruit patches that tou had. you only had about a week left of vacation before you had to report to the ministry; snape was on edge about you going.

"i'll be fine," you promised him as he picked the green leaves off of the top of the strawberry he was about to eat. "i'll be working alongside other aurors and we all know the best defensive spells out there."

"i'm just worried," he admitted, holding the strawberry up to his mouth before he ate it. he appreciatively savored the strawberry, considering he's never really been a fruit eater and also couldn't afford them growing up.

"i know and that's understandable, but i promise you that i will be fine. you already have enough to worry about. i don't want you to become overwhelmed," you honestly informed him.

snape pouted and reluctantly nodded, deciding to listen to you and trust you that everything would be okay.

you started your job as an auror during the first week of july; around the same time, snape kept having to go out more and more to do whatever he was doing, which raised your suspicions. you had no idea what he could be doing, but you just hoped that he was safe.

you and your fellow aurors quickly began the tedious and dangerous task of eavesdropping on a death eater meeting in order to gather information on voldemort's plans.

you all apparated to malfoy manor one particular frigid evening, hiding behind shrubs as you all carefully made your way towards the manor.

you always had the feeling that draco malfoy's family weren't good people, and being at malfoy manor to spy on the death eaters only confirmed your suspicions.

nymphadora tonks, one of the more advanced aurors and the only other female on your team, nodded at you to walk towards the window on your side.

you nodded and walked towards it, a loud buzzing filling your ears. you bit your lip, figuring that one of the death eaters had cast the muffliato charm. you silently performed the the counter spell and then stood on your tiptoes, delicately pressing your ear to the window. black curtains covered the window, preventing you from seeing inside.

the conversation inside was muffled due to the window, yet you caught traces of a familiar voice that made your stomach drop.

snape.

you slowly stepped back, staring at the window in disbelief. why would snape be at a death eater meeting? he told you that he had defected from the death eaters…unless he lied to you.

your grip around your wand angrily tightened, huffing as you stepped back from the window.

"what happened?" tonks asked you in a hushed voice as you brushed past her.

you ignored her, feelings of anger, betrayal, and sadness coming to life inside of you. why would snape lie to you? you knew that you were going to have to confront him about this no matter what.

you didn't get home until about two in the morning, having worked one of your later shifts. you locked your front door just as snape apparated into the living room.

"hello, y/n," snape warmly greeted you with a smile. "how was work?"

you turned to face him with a nasty glare, marching up to him and demanding, "why were you at malfoy manor tonight?"

snape's smile fell, his face going pale as he tried to explain why he was thwrw but you angrily continued your rant.

"you lied to me, didn't you!? you never defected from the death eaters!" you shouted at him as you balled your hands into fists. the lights in your house flickered due to your anger and snape's eyes widened. "you knew that i was becoming an auror and thought that you could be slick and continue to be loyal to voldemort behind my back!"

"no, y/n! let me explain!" snape pleaded as you stomped past him into your bedroom. you were about to slam the door behind you when snape stopped you, firmly holding the door open. "i'm a double agent for dumbledore and voldemort, y/n! i still have to report to death eater meetings so voldemort doesn't think i'm betraying him!" he exclaimed at you. "i never lied!"

you raised an eyebrow at him, closely analyzing his words before you softly asked him, "how can you live like this?"

snape walked past you, joining you in your bedroom as he miserably sat down on your bed. he was suddenly crying and you instantly went over to hug him.

"i don't know," he whispered in a broken voice. "i switched sides after he killed lily. i don't know how i'm even still alive."

"oh, sev. i'm so sorry," you soothed him as you gently caressed his face. "i..i didn't know. i'm so sorry for lashing out on you."

"it's okay, i promise. i was scared to tell you since i didn't want to lose you again," he solemnly confessed as he slowly ran a hand up and down your thigh.

"you wouldn't have lost me because of this. i would've stayed and supported you. you're so brave for being a double agent," you comforted snape, kissing him. "you will never lose me ever again, i promise."

snape feebly smiled at you, breathing shakily as he securely held onto you like he was afraid of letting you go.

you and snape stayed sitting like that until the two of you decided to go to sleep. you laid on top of snape as his arms unwaveringly stayed wrapped around your body.

⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆

chapter sixteen | nsfw ahead. (soft dom snape, praise kink, oral (f receiving) handjob, fingering, physically unprotected sex that's magically protected by a spell, multiple orgasms)

you didn't want to get up the next morning, too comfortable in snape's embrace to even move.

snape eventually did get you to move though since he had to go to the bathroom, but he wrapped his arms around you again the moment he returned.

"now i have to go to the bathroom," you laughed as he hugged you.

"i'll carry you," he offered, carrying you to the bathroom so the two of you could get ready for the day together.

you had about an hour until you had to get to work, so you and snape returned to bed for the time being.

snape felt extra clingy this morning, seemingly unable to keep his hands and lips off of you.

"i missed you so much," he quietly said as his lips brushed against your ear, sending chills across your skin. "i was so scared that i was going to lose you last night."

"i'm here," you whispered in response, wiping a stray tear from his cheekbone. "and i'm here to stay."

snape smiled, pressing a small kiss to your neck. you threaded your fingers in his hair, finding the black color of it so beautiful and elegant. you knew that his hair could be greasy, mostly because he struggled with his hygiene at times, but you loved his hair nonetheless.

snape leaned up to kiss you then, the two of you sharing breathy giggles between every few kisses. snape brought himself closer to you, his legs resting in between yours.

heat began to pool at the pit of your stomach when snape grabbed your hips and held you in place below him, almost like he was claiming you as his with his kisses. you felt something growing and moving against your inner thigh and your breath hitched.

"hey," you breathlessly said to snape, licking your lips.

"hey," he replied, kissing your jawline a few times.

"my insides feel…hot," you wheezed, not sure if you were even making sense.

"huh?" snape raised his eyebrows. "what do you mean?"

you exhaled a long breath and nervously explained, "you know…in that kind of way."

snape thought for a few moments before he let out a long "ohhh," smirking before he slyly asked you, "and why do they feel hot, darling?"

you squeaked, lightly digging your nails into snape's arms and boldly replying, "because i can feel your hard on poking my inner thigh."

"you weren't supposed to feel that!" snape gasped.

"how could i not? did you get hard from just kissing me?"

snape groaned and shook his head, rubbing your hip bone and nodding shamefully.

"how cute," you teased as snape rolled his eyes. "you know…"

"what do i know, y/n?"

you shook your head. "nothing. i- i was just going to ask if you wanted to…possibly continue?"

snape gulped, staring at your flustered expression and thinking. he hasn't has sex in years and the last thing he wanted to do was not perform good enough for you and disappoint you.

"i haven't done it in years and-" you cut snape off by pressing your lips to his, telling him that you haven't done it in a while either.

this helped snape feel more at ease and he timidly replied, "i don't want to accidentally hurt you."

"i'll let you know if you do, but i doubt you will," you kindly promised him. "as long as you're comfortable, that's all that matters to me."

snape felt like crying out of joy; he still couldn't quite wrap his head around how someone could be so perfect.

snape nodded, his hands reacting before his mind could. he slowly undid your maroon auror robes, his breath quickening with each article of clothing that came off.

"i got it," you told snape as he struggled to undo your pants. his hands were shaking with both excitement and nervousness, so he sat back and fiddled with his hands while he watched you remove your pants.

snape nearly drooled as he gazed down at you, his eyes taking in every detail of your body. you still had your bra and underwear on, but snape wasted no time getting those off of you as well.

before snape pulled down your underwear, he slowly dragged a finger up your clothed slit, drawing a whimper from you.

"you're wet," snape plainly stated as he maintained intense eye contact with you. "very wet. all this from just kissing me?"

you let out a long, shaky breath, biting your lip as you began to massage your right breast to stimulate yourself. your left hand clenched the sheets, your back arching when snape finally took off your underwear and pressed his finger to your exposed wetness.

"sev," you whined, wiggling your hips around a bit. snape used his free hand to hold your hips still, giving you a stern look.

"no moving, doll. i want to pleasure you," he mumbled, in a daze of lust as watched his finger run up and down your slit before he began to rub slow circles into your sensitive clit.

"fuck," you sighed, rolling your head back onto your pillow as your eyes fluttered close. "that feels amazing."

"so pretty," snape dreamily said, relishing in the blissful sounds leaving you. "you're doing so well for me, sweetheart."

you moaned loudly at the praise, your eyes opening when you heard snape laugh.

"what?" you breathlessly asked him, your chest rising and falling with each heavy breath you exhaled.

"you like being praised, don't you?" snape questioned as he increased the speed on your clit, his other finger teasing your entrance.

you quickly nodded. "mhm, i like it a lot," you admitted as you clawed at the sheets, desperate for more. "when you called me- called me a good girl that one time, and a clever girl that other time- that really did something to me."

snape smiled down at you, saying nothing as he slowly inserted his finger inside of you.

you let out a small cry of surprise; it didn't hurt, but it was a strange yet euphoric pressure inside of you.

"is that okay?" snape asked as he leaned down to kiss your forehead. he was breathing hard, already riled up from just teasing you.

you wordlessly nodded, looking up at him with pleading eyes. snape quickly pecked your lips before gently thrusting his finger in and out of you, continuing his movements on your clit.

"sev, holy shit," you gasped, reaching for the hand that he wasn't using. he intertwined his fingers with yours, kissing your cheek as he continued to move his finger in and out of you.

you couldn't help but squirm, every nerve ending in your body feeling electrified by the pleasure snape was giving you.

"you're so good," you praised snape, your words making him groan. he was desperate to get inside of you already, but he wanted to take his time with you and get you as ready as possible for when he finally did get inside of you.

"need you," you mumbled into his ear, gripping the ends of his hair. "need you inside me, please."

snape's eyes widened; it was like you had just read his mind. "are you sure, y/n? are you ready?"

you nodded without hesitation, moaning out his name as you felt a blissful pleasure begin to build in your lower abdomen.

snape felt you clench around him, smirking; he wasn't quite finished with you yet and wanted to make you cum around his finger first.

"are you close, love? i can feel you squeezing my finger," snape commented, watching as your thighs began to shake around his hand.

"yes, gosh!" you cried. tightly squeezing snape's hand. your body was pulsating with pleasure, your orgasm coming closer with each swift thrust of snape's finger

you dissolved into lust as your orgasm rocked your body. your hold around snape's hand tightened, using it as an anchor as you came undone underneath him.

snape watched you cum, his lips parted and his eyes wide. he's never seen anyone so beautiful before, and his aching cock in his pants was practically screaming at him to get on with fucking you already.

once you had come down from your orgasm, you took a deep breath that was soon replaced by a moan when snape suddenly laid down on his stomach and placed his head between your thighs.

snape flicked his tongue at your clit in a misguided attempt to clean you up; all he was doing was conjuring up another orgasm. your thighs clamped around his head and you tugged on his hair, reaching your climax a few short moments later. this orgasm was much more gentle and came in waves, yet it still left you breathless and begging for more.

"sorry, i just wanted to make you cum again," snape chuckled, sitting up and leaning forward to kiss you; you could taste yourself on his lips which only deepened your arousal. snape sucked on your bottom lip before pulling away, leaning down to kiss all over your body. he kissed from your moles to your stretch marks, leaving extra kisses on the small scars you had from injuries inflicted throughout your lifetime. snape wanted to worship your body and make you feel as good as possible because he knew that it was what you deserved.

"i wanna see you," you whispered to snape as you watched him sit back on his knees to admire you. "please."

snape bit his lip, his fingers hesitating on the several buttons of his coat. he had a lot of scars on his body that represented everything he's been through and he was insecure about them.

however, snape didn't want to let his insecurities ruin this moment, so he undid his coat and presented himself to you.

you sat up on your elbows, observing every detail and scar on his skin. you smiled softly up at him and fully sat up, coming level with his chest. you kissed his skin as you cooed, "you're so beautiful, sev."

snape's cheeks flushed red, stroking your hair and then kissing the top of your head. "not as beautiful as you, though," he grinned. you pulled back to look at him, your smile only growing as you placed your hands on his waist.

"may i?" you politely asked him as your fingers ghosted over the buttons on his pants. snape quickly nodded, licking his lips as he watched you slowly undo his pants. as you did, you leaned forward to lovingly kiss his dark mark, causing snape to smile.

you tugged his pants down his slender thighs and snape kicked the rest of them off, now only being left in his black boxers. you placed a hand over his pulsing length, drawing a small whimper from him.

you ran your hand up and down his clothed length, just now realizing how long and thick it was. you pulled down his boxers, gasping when his hard cock smacked against your breasts.

"you're so big," you admired as you wrapped a hand around snape's shaft, pumping him slowly. his cock was hot and heavy in your hand, the tip glistening with pre cum.

snape keened under your praise, fisting your hair and shuddering at your movements. you began to pump his length, kissing across his skin and the short, dark trail of hair leading down to his pelvis. you looked up at him through your lashes as you stroked him, watching the way he bit his lip and hearing the way he moaned.

"gosh, princess," he sighed, stroking your face. "you're such a good girl. my good, sweet girl."

you rubbed your thighs together, feeling new wetness gather between them. you were desperate to suck him off, but decided to save it for another time since you were yearning for him to be inside of you.

"i want you now," you told him as you let go of his cock, giving the tip a long swipe with your thumb. snape whined at that, nodding quickly and laying you down, nearly knocking you off the bed from his excitement.

"woah there, sev," you giggled, holding his face in your hands as you admired his face. "don't send me flying off the bed now."

"sorry," he laughed, nudging your cheek with his nose. "i'm just really excited."

you kissed him, fumbling for yours and his wands that were laying on the nightstand. snape raised his eyebrows, confused as to why you were grabbing them.

"we have to cast the birth control spell," you explained as you handed snape his wand. "it's quite easy to cast, actually. we must kiss the tips of each other's wands as we say null pregnagia. gold sparks will shoot from our wands and we'll suddenly feel very warm, but the birth control lasts for 24 hours. i still want to develop it further in order to make it last longer, but for now this will do."

"you're so sexy when you're talking about what you've invented," snape said bashfully, grabbing your wand and raising the tip to his lips. you grinned and did the same with his, the two of you kissing each other's wands and saying, "null pregnagia."

gold sparks emitted from the wands, a sudden, strong warmth spreading all across your body. the sparks disappeared after a few moments along with the warmth and you hurriedly placed the wands back on the nightstand, grabbing snape by his hips.

"i'm ready now," you told him with a smile as you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer to you.

snape nodded and smiled back at you, holding your hips as he began to slowly push himself inside of you, exhaling a moan with every breath.

you held him close to your body, gasping when he was finally inside. he was throbbing inside of you, his body shaking.

"you okay?" you gently asked him, your eyes traveling down to look at where his hips met yours.

"yeah," he answered in a strained voice, clenching his jaw. "you just feel really good."

you knotted your hand in his hair, kissing his jawline and saying, "you feel really good too, baby."

snape's heart soared at the nickname you had just called him, smiling to himself as he spread your legs, watching as his cock began to slide in and out of you.

"does that feel good, beautiful?" snape moaned to you, hungrily kissing your neck and collarbones.

"yes, it feels so good," you whined, rolling your head back. his mouth was hot on your neck and you roughly tugged on his hair when you felt him suck on your skin.

snape moaned softly at the feeling of you tugging on his hair and you smirked, doing it again.

snape moaned louder this time, gripping your waist and pulling you closer to him as he began to thrust faster.

"more," you begged, tightly holding onto his shoulders. "please please please," you pouted between kisses, hearing snape groan against your mouth.

he sat up on his knees, grabbing your legs and hooking them around his waist. he gently lifted them up before delivering one swift, hard thrust into you, hard enough that your breasts bounced from the force of it.

"you're so gorgeous," snape praised you, his eyes darting between your breasts and his cock sliding in and out of you. "look at you, all submissive and breathless underneath me."

you cried out in ecstasy, snape's words alone further fueling your arousal. you grabbed onto his hands and held them, looking up at him with lust blown eyes as you moaned lewdly for him.

"yes yes yes," you deliriously chanted as snape continued to fuck you. "right there!"

"right there?" snape breathed as he angled his hips to thrust into the spot that practically had you trembling with pleasure. you frantically nodded, throwing your head back and feeling snape lower your legs to lean down, his lips finding their place on your neck.

"your pussy is so perfect angel, and you're taking me so well," snape huskily said, bringing an arm around you to pull you chest up to his. your hard nipples brushed against his sweaty chest, your back arched against his arm. "you're going to be a good girl and cum for me, right?"

"yes!" you cried, clawing at his back. "please, sev. i'll cum for you."

snape pressed a firm kiss to your cheek, panting against it as his hand slid down between your bodies to rub at your clit. you tightly clenched around him and snape hissed, his thrusts beginning to falter slightly.

"i'm so close," you gasped, your lungs burning with every harsh exhale you took. your climax was rapidly approaching, your pussy continuing to tightly clench snape's cock.

"i know, baby. i know. I can feel it," snape mumbled as he repeatedly kissed your cheek. he pulled back then, staring intensely at you as he lustfully stated, "i want you to look at me while you cum, sweetheart."

you obediently nodded, your eyes widening as the first peaks of your climax hit you, sending small shockwaves through you before your real climax finally came.

you practically sobbed with pleasure, whimpers and moans of snape's name filling the room. it felt like your body and pussy were being split open in the most euphoric, blissful way, and you've never cum so hard before in your life.

tears sprung to your eyes, so overwhelmed by how amazing snape's cock felt that you barely noticed him cumming.

snape came with a loud, long groan, thrusting a few more times before his hips stilled. he fully pressed his hips to yours, whining softly as he came inside of you.

snape held himself up, preventing himself from collapsing on top of you as he kissed you all over your face.

"that was amazing," you breathed, giggling under his touch. "you were amazing."

"you did such a good job, angel," snape hummed as he slowly massaged your stomach. "you came so pretty for me as well."

you blushed, hiding your face in his shoulder. snape kissed the side of your head, slowly pulling out and settling himself between your legs, breathing slow and steady as he held you.

"it's a shame we can't go for round two," you frowned as snape reached for his wand. he cleaned the two of you up with a simple wave of his wand, grinning down at you and replying, "next time we can."

you slowly kissed him, sighing happily. you wanted to stay in bed with snape instead of going to work, but you knew that fudge wouldn't like that.

"does your body hurt at all?" snape worriedly wondered as you and him sat up in bed.

"not at all. you didn't hurt me in any sort of way," you promised him as you leaned forward to kiss his nose. "all you did was give me the most pleasure i've felt in a while."

"i'm so glad," snape mumbled as he nuzzled his nose into the crown of your head, kissing it afterwards. his arms found their way around your waist, keeping them there even when you tried to get out of bed to get dressed.

"i'll see you later, remember?' you reminded snape as he looked up from buttoning his pants, frowning; he didn't want you to go and just wanted to hold you and cuddle you for the rest of the day.

"but later is so far from now," he grumbled as you and him walked into the living room.

you smiled at him, kissing his lips and cheeks before telling him, "if you're going to a death eater meeting today, be careful, okay?"

"i will be careful. i promise," he reassured you, giving you a big, warm hug before the two of you apparated to where you each needed to be.

⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆

chapter seventeen

you felt much more at ease now knowing that snape hadn't been lying to you. you knew that him being a double agent was extremely risky and hoped and prayed that he'd be okay and that no one would hurt him.

as the summer went on, you and snape saw each other less and less. you were very busy at work and snape kept having to report to voldemort. this put a strain on your relationship with him, but you and him didn't argue about it; you two would just treasure the moments you two did have together.

as part of your mission to become more involved in defeating dark wizards and preventing the tragedies caused by dark magic, you joined the order of the phoenix, a secret society devoted to opposing voldemort and his followers. snape joined immediately after you did, which excited you since it meant you two would be seeing each other more often.

you and your team heard about harry being expelled from hogwarts because he cast the patronus charm in the presence of his cousin, a muggle, after dementors had attacked them. this prompted you and your team to go collect harry from privet drive and take him to 12 grimmauld place, where he would be safer. order of the phoenix meetings were also held at 12 grimmauld place.

you ran straight into snape when you all arrived, smiling up at him before you kissed his cheek. harry did a double take when he saw that and snape gave him a cold glare, nodding at him to keep on walking.

"i missed you so much," you mumbled to snape as you and him walked into the dining room with the others.

"i missed you more, darling," snape replied, leaving a quick kiss on the top of your head before the two of you sat down next to each other at the table.

sirius black, one of snape's old bullies, sat down across from the two of you, nodding in your direction and completely ignoring snape.

"so, it's true then? you and snivellus are together?" he asked, sounding a little shocked as he looked between you and snape.

"don't call him snivellus," you firmly told sirius, feeling snape's hand tighten around yours. "you should let go of that nickname, you know. it's not very nice."

"well, in my defense, i never thought someone would want to date sniv-" sirius couldn't finish his sentence as snape had abruptly stood up with his wand drawn, pointing it at him.

mrs. weasley gasped and hastily began to motion for snape and sirius to sit back down. "now, now. you two mustn't fight!" she scolded them, watching in shock as sirius drew his wand as well.

"watch that mouth of yours, black, or you'll regret ever being born," snape spat, approaching him and pressing his wand to his chest.

"sev!" you exclaimed, roughly grabbing his arm and pulling him away. snape turned to look at you with furious eyes as sirius jeered in the background, "you're lucky your lady is saving you, snivelly!"

snape flipped sirius off just as you dragged him out of the room and up the stairs. "i'm going to teach him a lesson," snape fumed as you led him into a bedroom at the end of the hallway. "who does he think he is?"

you frowned and gently kissed snape, trying to calm him down. "just ignore him, okay? stay here until you've calmed down."

snape rolled his eyes and nodded, plopping down on the bed in the corner of the room and crossing his arms over his chest with a loud huff.

you returned to the dining room, quietly sitting down. tonks sat down next to you, giving your leg a reassuring pat.

"anyways, shall we get started now that the drama with "sev" is over?" sirius asked everyone. you grabbed your wand from the inner pocket of your robes, clutching it tightly. you didn't have a problem with stunning sirius if he kept up with his smartass remarks.

the meeting commenced, snape joining about ten minutes later. he sat down on the other side of you and definitely seemed calm now. his hand never left yours during the meeting except for when he'd get up to go to the bathroom or stretch. he was still a bit shaken up over what happened with sirius earlier, especially because he had been worried that you would've scolded him.

he tried not to overthink about you and your feelings for him too much, but it was a trauma response of his. he did, however, want to work on battling his overthinking and develop a healthier mindset. most of all, he wanted to become the best version of himself for you.

you offered to harry to take him to his hearing at the ministry since you wanted to provide him with extra protection in case anything went awry.

the day of his hearing, you and harry entered the ministry via telephone booth and headed down into the bustling crowd moving throughout the atrium.

"you're going to be okay, harry," you promised him as the two of you walked down the long, dark hallway leading to the courtroom. "just stay calm and remember that you had every right to cast the patronus charm, as it was literally a life or death situation."

harry silently nodded, giving you a fearful look before he walked inside the courtroom. you waited for harry, watching lucius malfoy walk by with cornelius fudge. they were speaking in hushed voices and abruptly stopped their conversation when they saw you.

"may i help you?" you indignantly asked them. mr. fudge raised his eyebrows at you. "no, not at all, miss y/l/n," he nervously replied. "have a good day now."

him and lucius quickly left after that and you breathed a sigh of relief; although mr. fudge was your boss and the minister, you felt a lack of respect for him solely because he refused to believe voldemort had returned and ridiculed anyone who tried to convince him otherwise.

dumbledore appeared a few minutes after harry had gone in, greeting you before he made his way into the courtroom to testify for harry. while you waited, you headed to your office to sort out a few things and review some of the files you had on known death eaters.

you smiled when you saw the little note that snape had left you; in the note, snape wrote about how beautiful you were and how much he adored you. you pocketed the note for safe keeping and decided to write a note for him as well, planning to drop it off in his office at hogwarts once the term started.

much to your joy, harry left his hearing innocent and free of all charges. he seemed a bit frustrated, though.

"dumbledore completely ignored me when i called his name after the hearing," he explained after you and him had departed from the ministry.

"i'm sure he'll talk to you soon, but he shouldn't have ignored you. being ignored hurts a lot," you replied as you gave harry a sympathetic look.

harry nodded and smiled a little at you, thanking you for joining him at the ministry.

"of course, harry. i wouldn't have wanted you to go alone," you grinned. "i'm glad you aren't being expelled."

"me too," harry said. he then smiled smugly, adding, "since when did you and professor snape start seeing each other?"

you blushed, swiping your metrocard as you and harry walked through the turnstile at the subway station. "for a while now. he's quite sweet, you know."

"sweet? professor snape?" harry asked, genuinely surprised. "i mean, whatever floats your boat, i guess."

you laughed quietly and shook your head, knowing very well that many people are still surprised by your relationship with snape. what mattered the most though is that you were happy.

⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆

chapter eighteen

you quickly grew accustomed to living with snape at hogwarts; you couldn't join the others in the great hall for meals, so snape would always save food for you and bring it to you.

you deeply missed teaching defense against the dark arts, and your longing for the position only grew stronger when dolores umbridge started teaching the subject.

"y/n, please stop me before i poison her. she's absolutely dreadful. the two of you wear pink and her office is even pink like yours was. i heard that her patronus is apparently a cat just like yours, but she's nowhere near as sweet and loving as you are," snape complained to you one evening.

"harry told me that she was at his hearing. him and i are positive that she sent the dementors after him," you said as snape laid his head in your lap. you stroked his hair slowly and untangled the little knots in it as well. "did she do something to you?"

"yes, she did. she had to quite blatantly and rudely point out to me that i was unsuccessful in applying to the defense against the dark arts post," he pouted as he looked up at you. "i wish you were still teaching the class. i heard that she's not even teaching defensive spells."

"how could she not be teaching defensive spells? voldemort is back! how could she be so…so stupid?" you said in an exasperated voice.

snape raised a hand to touch your cheek, leaning up to kiss you afterwards. "i know she doesn't believe that he's back," he whispered against your lips.

"then i'm going to do something about this. she's practically risking the lives of her students by not teaching them what they need to know," you confidently said. "she won't get away with this."

you approached professor umbridge the next day, giving her a wide, fake smile and greeting her.

"hello, i am y/n y/l/n, an auror at the ministry of magic," you said as you reluctantly shook her hand.

"oh, you work at the ministry? y/l/n…your father is head seer, correct?" she replied, clearly faking the sweetness in her voice.

"he is. you know, as an auror, i firmly believe in the importance of properly educating young wizards and witches defensive spells and techniques," you calmly stated. "your impractical teaching style will only prove to be insufficient."

umbridge blinked at you several times, letting out a pompous giggle and shrilly replying, "you do not have the authority to speak on the educational guidelines that the ministry has instituted. by criticizing my teaching style, you are criticizing the ministry of magic and the minister himself. as a ministry worker, you should know better!"

"no, dolores. i don't need to know better. you're the only one who needs to know better," you stiffly said, holding your head up high. "i worked as the defense against the dark arts professor last year, and i will not tolerate seeing my old students struggle to defend themselves against voldemort!"

an awful, cold silence filled the corridor. a group of students had been walking by, stopping in their tracks to watch the drama unfold.

snape walked by just then, stopping behind you and placing a hand on your back.

"severus, please escort her from the premises!" umbridge shrieked, clenching her fists. "she has disrespected the ministry of magic and is babbling nonsense about the dark lord being back!"

snape gave her a sour look, nodding slowly before taking you out of the corridor.

you lightly pinched his upper arm once you two were out of sight, hissing at him, "you should've left me there! i was going to give her a taste of her own medicine!"

"you could've lost your job by arguing with her! she would've reported you to fudge," snape snapped. "i don't want you to risk losing the job that you love over her stupidity."

you clenched your jaw, thinking of what to say next. "thank you for your concern, sev, but i am going to fight for what is right."

and with that, you walked away, calculating a plan to stop umbridge.

much to your luck, harry and his friends began to organize a student-led group called dumbledore's army, where students would learn the necessary spells to defend themselves.

you risked everything, including your job, to help the students out. you would sneakily join them in the room of requirement and observe them, admiring how good of a teacher harry was.

"professor- i mean, miss y/l/n," neville longbottom said during one of the DA meetings. "how are you still allowed here in the castle if you're not teaching here anymore?"

"well, dumbledore pulled some strings and i have been allowed to reside with professor snape in his room," you explained. neville's eyebrows shot up into his hair, having been unaware that you and snape were together.

"blimey," ron mumbled from your left. "dumbledore must really like you to let you stay here."

you smiled at ron and said, "i guess he does."

snape learned of you helping dumbledore's army and he fully supported your decision. because of his current double agent status, he couldn't show too much loyalty to dumbledore or he'd come off as suspicious to voldemort and his followers. to suffice, snape supported the DA from afar.

"you know, what you're doing is so insanely risky," snape gently reminded you. "although, i do enjoy taking risks.'

"i can tell," you gulped, feeling snape press his body against yours. he had asked you to meet him in his potions storeroom to assist him in finding a specific ingredient he needed for a potion. five seconds later and your search turned into a heated makeout session.

snape smirked at you and dipped his head into your neck, kissing your skin and holding your waist. you tugged his hair just how he liked it, gasping when you felt him grip your thigh and hoist your leg up his side.

the door suddenly swung open and snape rapidly pulled away, accidentally backing into the shelf behind him and knocking over several bottles of ingredients, their contents spilling all across the floor.

there stood the weasley twins, their jaws practically on the floor as they stared at you and snape. you awkwardly fixed your skirt and blouse, looking away.

"fifty points from gryffindor for coming into my storeroom!' snape shouted at the twins as they ran away. "you should be glad i was in here to prevent you two fools from stealing anything!"

snape slammed the door shut, breathing heavily as he shakily told you, "if they tell anyone about what they saw, i will rid gryffindor of every last point."

of course, they did tell people, which led umbridge to put up a new educational decree that boldly stated, "all public displays of relationships between adults are hereby prohibited."

"we weren't even doing it in public! we were behind closed doors!" you huffed as you flopped onto yours and snape's shared bed. "honestly, is she going to leave anytime soon? like, before the term is over?"

snape stared blankly up at the ceiling before looking over at you. "unless someone kidnaps her or sacks her, she won't."

matters got even worse when umbridge attempted to sack professor trelawney. this resulted in a big shouting match between you and umbridge in the courtyard. professor mcgonagall stood proudly by your side and helped you stick up to umbridge before dumbledore came to save the day. you were shaking with fury, nearing losing it when fudge came down to hogwarts to take hagrid to azkaban.

"tonks and i are considering starting a strike," you angrily told snape as you paced around his office. "the ministry is becoming involved in things they shouldn't be, and fudge severely lacks common sense."

snape stopped your pacing, standing behind you to slowly rub your shoulders. "relax, y/n. you're going to give yourself a heart attack if you keep stressing out about these things."

you felt ypur shoulders relax when snape began to massage them, smiling. "i guess i do need to relax, then. i'm just…scared of a war happening."

the movement of snape's hands halted and they dropped from your shoulders. his hand graced your waist as he walked around you to face you, grabbing your face in his large, warm hands and whispering, "even if a war does happen, i will keep you safe and make sure that no one lays a finger on you."

you firmly hugged him, feeling the warmth of his body cover you like a blanket. "i'll protect you too, just like i always have."

⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆

chapter nineteen

unfortunately, dumbledore's army was discovered by umbridge and you and the students involved were taken in for questioning.

snape burst into umbridge's office the moment he heard the news, his wand out and ready in case he needed to use it.

"do not hurt y/n," snape warned umbridge in a dangerously low voice, his wand pointed at her. "or the others either."

harry was sat in a chair by umbridge's desk, a harsh slap being delivered to his face as umbridge grilled him for answers.

"are you threatening me, severus?" umbridge offendedly asked snape. "most of all, are you defending y/n? her father is head seer at the ministry and has been contributing to these baseless rumors of the dark lord being back."

"because he is!" you and hermione cried simultaneously. crabbe gave your arm a particularly painful twist and you stomped harshly on his foot, causing him to curse and stumble backwards, letting go of you.

you took your wand out and joined snape at his side, aiming it at umbridge. "my father, along with many others, have been trying to warn everyone about voldemort being back, but you're simply too ignorant and incompetent to acknowledge that!" you shouted at umbridge.

"i sound like snape," you thought as you watched umbridge's face contort in utter shock and disgust at your words.

"he's got padfoot!" harry suddenly exclaimed. "he's got padfoot at the place where it's hidden!"

"padfoot? padfoot? what is padfoot? what is he talking about?" umbridge demanded as she glared at you and snape.

snape inhaled a short breath before dryly replying, "no idea."

"what's hidden is dumbledore's secret weapon!" hermione suddenly exclaimed. "i know where it is, we'll show you!"

umbridge hesitated before agreeing, practically shoving ron, barry, and hermione out of her office. you threatened the slytherin boys holding the other students hostage, promising them that you'd use a hex on them that would cause them to projectile vomit every thirty seconds for three days straight.

you didn't feel good threatening students, but in this case it has to be done.

you, snape, and the others quickly left umbridge's office, the slytherin boys being roughly grabbed by their hair by snape and scolded before snape gave them all a month's worth of detention.

"you're starting to turn into me," snape remarked as you and him hurried down the stairs to the dungeons. "you know, when it comes to threatening people."

"i've never done such a thing before. it felt oddly empowering, especially in this dire of a situation," you sheepishly said.

snape laughed quietly and then frowned, opening the door to his office. you walked in and turned to face him. "is everything alright?"

"not really. i just remembered something unpleasant," snape answered as he sat down at his desk. you instantly sat down on his lap, cradling his face as you waited for him to tell you.

"when i was giving harry his occlumency lessons," he began, referring to what he had been recently doing outside of his classes. "he looked inside of my mins and saw the day james bullied me down by the lake. that was the same day you and i had our falling out. i got very angry and told harry to leave. i keep getting reminded of james, y/n. i don't like it."

"i'm so sorry to hear that, baby," you sympathized, kissing his temple. "i know how it feels to relive your worst memory, so i completely understand how you feel and how hard it is to process those emotions."

"what is your worst memory, if you don't mind me asking?" you heard snape ask as you continued to kiss his face.

you pulled back and hesitated before truthfully replying, "the day we had our falling out. when the dementor attacked me, that memory was all i could see, all i could hear. it was fresh in my mind like it had just happened yesterday."

snape gently grabbed your chin, lowering your face to his so he could kiss you. his lips lingered on yours before he pulled away to mumble, "you won't ever have to relive that memory again, nor will you gain a similar memory. i promise you that i am here to stay."

time and time again snape has promised you to stay, and each time it made you feel even more special and important to him. you completely trusted snape's words and were assured that he would never lie about such a thing.

⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆

chapter twenty | nsfw ahead. (oral, m receiving)

you and the order apparted to the department of mysteries in the midst of a battle between the death eaters and dumbledore's army. your dad and the other seers had luckily escaped in the nick of time.

"avada kedavra!" you heard a death eater shout from your left, causing you to duck and dodge the spell. you fired back at them with the stunning spell before running over to help luna lovegood.

"stay down!" you urgently told her as you deflected another killing curse. "i'll take care of them!" a second beam of bright green light shot past you and luna, striking sirius black.

you spun around to see bellatrix lestrange standing on the other side of the room, smiling menacingly at you before leaving.

you heard harry shout out sirius' name and then began to sob, watching as remus lupin held him back. you suddenly began to hear faint whispers coming from the veil in the center of the room, slowly realizing that you had just witnessed your very first death.

harry broke free of lupin's grasp and ran out of the room, his wand secure in his hand. you and the order continued to fight back, your eyes straying over to the veil every now and then.

voldemort actually ended up appearing in the atrium, battling dumbledore and fleeting when the minister appeared.

finally, fudge would believe that voldemort was back, yet that didn't guarantee the safety of everyone.

from that point forward, things quickly took a turn for the worst.

death eaters began to terrorize and attack the muggle world, which resulted in you and your dad sending your mom into hiding for the time being. it was hard saying goodbye to her not knowing when you'd see her again, but it was for the best as she was a muggle and at high risk of being killed.

to help get your mind off of your worries, snape took you to spinner's end one rainy afternoon to help him gather some books. he wanted to bring some more of them to hogwarts, especially his favorite ones.

"this book here is about-" snape started to explain to you, being sharply cut off by a loud knocking at the front door. snape's fingers tightened around the spine of the book and be quickly ushered you upstairs without a word.

you peered down the staircase and watched as bellatrix and narcissa malfoy walk in.

"i-i know i mustn't be here, as the dark lord himself forbade me to soeak of this," narcissa nervously told snape.

"if the dark lord has forbidden it, you are not to speak," snape calmly said, his eyes wandering over to bellatrix, who was touching his dark curio.

"put that down, bella. we mustn't touch what isn't ours," snape sternly told her.

bellatrix looked back at him and slowly placed it down, walking across the room with a roll of her eyes.

"i'm aware of your situation, narcissa," snape said as he looked back at narcissa.

"you? the dark lord told you?" she replied, raising her eyebrows at him.

"of course, narcissa. over the years i have played my part well and have been able to deceive the greatest wizard of all time."

you smiled to yourself knowing that snape was referring to voldemort and held back a laugh when bellatrix assumed he was talking about dumbledore.

"i need draco to be protected, severus, in case he does not follow through with the dark lord's orders," narcissa anxiously said to snape. "he's my only son."

you took a small step down the stairs to hear the conversation better, your heart jumping when the step creaked underneath your foot.

bellatrix quickly turned around and faced the stairs, her eyebrows raised. "is someone here, severus? i heard the stairs creak," she said as she took a few steps towards the staircase. you held your breath, gripping the railing. "is it that y/l/n girl? you know her father is a seer and-"

"i know, bellatrix," snape tightly said. "no one is here. now, narcissa, how could draco be protected?"

"with an unreadable vow, perhaps?" bellatrix answered for narcissa as she backed away from the stairs. you slowly exhaled a relieved breath and kept still, listening closely.

"that would be the best option," narcissa said. "can you do it with me, please? i want you to swear to me that you will protect my son, severus."

snape bit his lip and nodded, extending his hand towards narcissa. narcissa took his hand and bellatrix took out her wand, reciting a list of duties snape had to follow in order to protect draco.

"if draco fails to carry out the dark lord's orders, will you yourself carry out the deed the dark lord has ordered draco to perform?" bellatrix softly asked as she slowly, almost seductively, ran her wand across snape's shoulders. you glared at the back of her head from where you stood, jealousy stinging at your heart.

"i will," snape quietly said. a soft glow covered his and narcissa's hands after be spoke those final words, the unbreakable vow officially being made.

"i have faith in you," narcissa told snape as her and bellatrix went to leave. "don't let me down."

and with that, they left. snape silently stood there for a few moments before he waved his wand towards the door wormtail was behind, locking it. he then made his way upstairs, grabbing you and pulling you with him into the hallway.

"i am possibly going to have to do something that i won't be proud of," snape informed you as he held onto your shoulders.

you nervously bit the inside of your cheek and nodded. you didn't have a clue what snape might have to do, yet you had a strong feeling that it wasn't going to be good.

"alright…" you quietly said. "also, how does bellatrix know about us? you do know out relationship being out in the open potentially puts us at risk for being harmed, right?"

snape's hands fell from your shoulders, swallowing before he said, "everyone knows, y/n. our relationship hasn't been a secret for a while now. we must continue to protect each other and ourselves."

"but who has been telling people about us?" you impatiently asked him, hearing wormtail bang against the door downstairs as he yelled to be let out.

"students. professors. they tell each other and tell their families, and things just spread," snape calmly answered. "voldemort might even know, but if he does, he hasn't asked me about it. however, if he even thinks about hurting you, i will teach him a lesson of his own."

you sighed loudly and brushed past snape, heading back downstairs to continue looking through his books.

the new term started with a few changes around hogwarts; horace slughorn, your potions professor when you attended hogwarts, took over the position while snape was finally able to teach defense against the dark arts.

"unlike umbridge, i will actually be teaching my students magic," snape told you as he showed you his notebook full of carefully written out lesson plans.

"wow, these are very good," you said in complete awe. "they're even better than mine."

"my work could never match to yours, darling. you're the cleverest ravenclaw that i've ever met, remember?" snape said as he laid his wand on his desk, taking out a small wand polishing kit.

"your work is still very brilliant, though. you're incredibly smart. you've created your own spells before, you shouldn't be so modest," you replied as you watched snape carefully began to polish his wand.

"modesty is the highest elegance, y/n," he replied, running a cloth up and down his wand.

you grinned at him sna said, "you're right about that one."

as time went on, you rekindled your bond with professor slughorn; he had been your favorite teacher at hogwarts and you were once a member of the slug club, along with making it to his shelf.

"why don't you come to my christmas party? you can even bring severus along with you," slughorn told you with a wink.

"that sounds lovely, thank you. i'll let severus know," you kindly replied, making a mental reminder to tell snape about it later.

"a party? absolutely not, y/n."

"are you sure, sev? it'll be fun!"

snape frowned at you; you had just told him about the party and he was very opposed to it.

"i can't stand parties," he grumbled. "or big events. or socializing with anyone who's not you."

"i'm going to be there and you'll be able to socialize with only me," you giggled, holding his hands in yours.

snape absentmindedly ran his thumbs across the top of your hands and sighed, reluctantly agreeing to go to the party.

snape wore his usual black to the party while you opted for a simple long sleeved maroon dress and black pumps. you did your makeup to finish the look, leaving your hair down and pinning a few strands back.

"you look absolutely gorgeous," snape smiled as you and him entered the party. "i might faint."

you giggled to yourself and began to greet the other party goers, seeing in your peripheral vision that snape was shrinking away into a corner.

"i am going to ignore everyone else here and focus on you and you only," snape let you know as you grabbed two small, snowball shaped pastries from neville, who was going around with a silver platter offering food to the guests.

"sounds good to me," you said as you raised the pastry to snape's lips. he slowly opened his mouth and you placed it onto his tongue, watching him close his mouth and begin to chew.

"what's it taste like?" you asked him.

"like vanilla and sweet cream," he said, a smile playing at his lips. "i don't usually enjoy sweet stuff, but this has changed my mind."

you took a bite out of your pastry, your eyes fluttering at the creamy, delicious taste. "i could go for about ten more of these," you laughed. "but i want to save room for a midnight snack."

you wiggled your eyebrows at snape and he rolled his eyes as he said, "i'm not going to nail you in the middle of this party."

"i know you're not. that's why we have a bedroom," you smirked, licking at the powder that covered the exterior of the pastry. snape watched the way your tongue flicked against it, zoning out before he noticed harry and cormac mclaggen disappearing behind a curtain.

"i'll be right back," he quickly said before walking away. he returned five minutes later with vomit on his shoes, seething, "mclaggen decided to expel his dinner onto my shoes."

"oh goodness, I'll take care of it," you hastily said ad you grabbed your wand from the black crossbody bag you wore. you cast a spell that quickly cleaned up his shoes and snape thanked you, giving mclaggen the dirtiest look possible.

"there's a mistletoe over there," you pointed out to snape. the mistletoe hung on the other side of the room, its green leaves moving and growing every time a couple stepped underneath it to kiss.

"i don't want all of these people watching us kiss, but i certainly don't mind doing it over here," snape coyly said as he took you behind a curtain, pressing his lips to yours the second the two of you were out of right.

"you know, i really wouldn't mind dropping to my knees for you right this moment," you told snape, kissing him back.

"patience, doll. you may fulfill your desires once we leave," snape huskily reminded you.

"fine, but before we leave i'm getting more of those snowball looking pastries."

after draco was dragged into the party by filch and snape dragged draco into a corridor and scolded him and told him that he was protecting him, you and snape finally made it back to your room.

"draco is starting to annoy me," snape huffed as he undid the buttons of his sleeves. "he's a brat."

you walked behind snape, wrapping your arms around his waist and mumbling, "maybe i can help you relax? you know, take the edge off?"

snape felt his cock twitch in his pants and he quickly nodded, backing up to the bed and sitting down.

you grabbed a pillow from your side of the bed and placed it on the floor, sinking to your knees. the plushness of the pillow provided your knees with comfort as you undid snape's pants, smiling up at him.

"i've been dying to suck your cock, sev," you sighed as you completely rid him off his pants and underwear.

"then do it," he whined, digging his nails into his palms. he hissed when you grabbed his cock, not waiting a moment to press your lips to the tip.

"as you wish, handsome," you said before you took the head of his cock into your mouth, lewdly sucking.

snape let out a loud whimper, a noise you've never heard from him before. he watched you with pleading eyes, whining out your name as you took more of him into your mouth.

"do you like it when i suck your pretty cock?" you teased him, swirling your tongue around the head before licking a thick stripe along it.

"yes, y/n. fuck, your mouth is magic," he gasped as he rolled his head back, his eyes screwed shut.

you grabbed his shaft, licking all the way from his balls to his tip a few times, moaning softly to get him even more aroused.

"i love your cock so much," you giggled, choking slightly when you tried to fit more of him. "it's so thick and so, so pretty."

"please don't stop, baby. you're so good at that," snape begged, his cheeks pink and his mouth letting out the most erotic sounds you've ever heard from him.

you took as much as you could, bobbing your head eagerly. you maintained eye contact with snape the whole time, and it aroused him so much that he began to gently buck his hips up into your mouth as he gripped onto your hair.

you took in all of the sounds, especially the ones of snape whimpering your name and the sloppy sucking noises coming from you. drool and pre cum were dribbling down your chin, your eyes wide as you drew the most seductive sounds from snape.

"i'm nearly there, angel," snape warned you as he let go of your hair, watching it gracefully fall onto your shoulders. "where- fuck- where can i cum?"

"in my mouth?" you replied, kissing around his tip. "or anywhere you'd like."

snape nodded, fisting the comforter as his thighs began to spasm. he was so painfully close, and if you kept bobbing your head like that, he'd-

"y/n!" snape cried as he came, filling your mouth with his warm cum. the earthy yet salty taste of his cum filled your mouth, some of it spilling past your lips before you proudly swallowed.

snape flopped onto his back after coming down from his climax, breathing heavily. you stood up and crawled on top of him, kissing his nose and saying, "you're so pretty when you cum."

snape deeply flushed red, nibbling on your bottom lip and laughing. "i nearly imploded from that orgasm alone."

"it makes me happy knowing that i can give you such pleasure," you said as you ran your hands up and down his chest.

"yeah," was all snape could say as he tried to breathe normally, slowly kissing your cheek. he undid his cloak from his coat and wrapped it around the two of you, relishing in the pure happiness of that moment.

being with you made snape consider that maybe the world wasn't so bad after all.

⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆

chapter twenty one

you eventually did find out what snape had to do that he wouldn't be proud of.

he killed dumbledore.

naturally, you were angry at snape at first, asking him how he could do such an inhumane thing.

"dumbledore had asked me to kill him! he was dying anyways and wanted me to do it, but i can assure you that i never wanted to!" snape yelled at you in the middle of your argument.

you were about to say something else when snape suddenly apparated away, leaving you to cry alone in your room. you didn't know how to feel; what snape had done was indeed immoral, but since dumbledore had asked him to do it, you were torn between deciding if snape's actions were right or wrong.

you were alerted of death eaters on the loose and instantly went straight to the ministry so you could get ready. you didn't see snape until a few days later, and to say it was awkward was an understatement.

"i believe you," you meekly told him. "that dumbledore told you to kill him. i-i was just in a state of shock at first."

"i would never lie about such a thing," snape replied, sounding offended. "but i thank you for acknowledging and understanding the truth and not hating me."

"i'd never hate you, sev."

"i often worry that you might because of the things that i've done."

"you have no reason to worry. i only hate people who have repeatedly done me wrong or others wrong and made no effort to change or better themselves," you softly told snape as you approached him. "and although you may think your efforts are not noticeable, they are. i have noticed you trying to better yourself little by little, and i am so proud of you."

you hugged snape before he could say anything or back away. he rested his chin on your head and said, "i'm doing it for you, y/n, to show you that i'm not a bad person."

"i know you're not a bad person. i want you to acknowledge that as well. if you were a bad person, i would've told you," you answered with a sigh. "just remember that your flaws don't determine who you are."

snape really, really wanted to remember that, but it was difficult. he, however, wasn't going to stop trying until he succeeded. he was, after all, a a very ambitious slytherin who wouldn't stop until he got what he wanted in one way or another.

he then suddenly realized that he had already gotten something that he's always wanted; someone who accepted him for who he was and stood by him through the ups and downs of life. snape greatly took that as a sign that one day he'd have the happy future he's always dreamed of; one with you by his side.

⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆

chapter twenty two

after dumbledore's death, snape became headmaster, which a lot of people didn't like.

snape was far less lenient with he students than dumbledore was and made sure that no one was acting out of line. the last thing he wanted was for a student to die while he was headmaster.

snape attended countless death eater meetings while you worked hard at the ministry, the two of you risking your lives everyday.

the only moment of peace that you and him would get was at night when he'd hold you close as you two sat at the reading nook in the library, gazing out the window at the hogwarts grounds.

"the nights have been very quiet recently," you remarked as you leaned against snape's chest, playing with his fingers. usually, you'd hear students giggling and goofing around in the corridors after curfew. now, it was dead silent in the castle. there was now an unnerving silence that reached every corner of the castle, as if all the joy and laughter had been stripped from the corridors.

snape nodded, stroking your hair and sighing. he was extremely stressed from his duties as headmaster and continuing to pose as a death eater.

he cursed quietly when his dark mark began to burn, easing you off of his chest. "i have to go gather the students in the great hall," he told you as he stood up. "before voldemort comes and gets me himself."

"alright, just be safe," you said to him as he left the library in a hurry. you decided to go join your team outside of the castle, where they were all keeping an eye out for any signs of danger.

"i'm sorry to say it, but we're about to infiltrate your boyfriend's meeting in the great hall," tonks told you as the other members of the order joined the crowd outside the gates.

"why?" you asked her as harry, ron, and hermione passed by you, harry taking the lead.

"because he killed dumbledore, and we need to go call him out on what he's done," tonks replied as she looked at you. "does it not bother you that snape killed dumbledore?"

you bit your lip, the truth of that evening's events on your tongue, waiting to be spoken. before you could say anything, harry opened the doors to the great hall and you all walked inside.

snape immediately spotted you, a look of utter shock on his features.

"how dare you stand where he stood? tell them how it happened that night!" harry shouted at snape. "tell them how you looked him in the eye, a man who trusted you, and killed him!"

snape drew his wand at harry and the crowd gasped, moving out of the way. mcgonagall moved harry away and drew her wand out as well, angrily staring at snape before she cast an offensive spell at him.

you tried to run towards them but tonks held you back and you struggled against her grasp, watching in disbelief as mcgonagall called snape a coward before he fled.

"he is not a coward!" you yelled as you finally got out of tonks' grasp. mcgonagall turned to face you, raising her eyebrows.

"i understand that you're seeing severus, y/n, but don't try to stand up for him!" she furiously told you.

"last time i checked, no one was allowed to tell me who to stand up for," you snapped at her. "i am going to defend snape until my last breath!"

you then ran out of the great hall, heading to the courtyard and watching the sky darken as the dark mark appeared in the clouds. shadowy figures shot through the sky, landing on the other side of the courtyard. a few explosions sounded through the air, screams of panic from those still inside following.

professors mcgonagall and flitwick hurried outside, followed by mrs. weasley and several other adults and students. some of them gave you an angry look while others smiled at you. professor flitwick retrieved his wand from his jacket, looking around at the others before pointing it at the sky and proceeding to cast the shield charm to protect hogwarts.

you mimicked his actions and the others followed. you watched as a large, glowing dome came together from the charm and covered hogwarts. you turned around to look at the castle, your heart sinking as you experienced sudden nostalgia.

hogwarts was your home and you were going to lose it tonight if voldemort and his followers got through the protective shield.

behind you, you heard big, heavy steps, turning around to see the stone statues that usually stood outside the great hall marching towards the entrance of the courtyard.

once the protective dome had been successfully cast, you hurried inside the castle, getting students outside and hiding those who were too scared to fight. you hid them down in snape's office, barricading the door with his desk and bookshelf with the help of a few students. you knew that that would keep them safe for only so long, but it was all you could do.

you ran back outside just to see dark magic attempting to penetrate the dome. you waited with bated breath, gasping when the dome gradually began to break. in the distance, several fires burned and you watched in horror as the quidditch pitch was set aflame.

you felt someone push past you; it was draco and his friends, heading into the castle. followed shortly behind them were harry, ron, and hermione, anger evident on their faces.

you were panicking, on the verge of a nervous breakdown as you headed back inside once again. you didn't know where snape was and desperately wanted to find him so you could know that he was safe.

you situated yourself inside, fighting off the death eaters who came in. you acted as a human shield for the students who cowered behind you, wildly waving your wand around as you cast defensive spell after defensive spell.

you heard the familiar screech of an owl overhead, looking up to see gizmo. he quickly flew towards the courtyard, being hit by the killing curse seconds before he could get outside.

you angrily looked over at the death eater who had murdered your owl; it was a nasty looking man with the most menacing smirk on his face. you stunned him, watching him smack into the wall behind him and hit his head against it.

the castle rumbled from the force of the explosions outside and screams ripped through the air. all you could see were the bright beams of colored light coming from wands and people running and ducking behind the quickly forming rubble of the castle.

the courtyard was an apocalypse; charms and spells clashed and people died before your very eyes. everyone behind you was suddenly pushing to get outside as the castle continued to crumble around you. you were shoved outside by a student who you had been shielding, nearly tripping over the corpse of another student that laid by the foot of the stairs.

you screamed when the giant troll standing in the courtyard suddenly swung at you. you ducked and quickly got onto your hands and knees, hurriredly crawling along the perimeter of the courtyard as you tightly held your wand between your teeth.

"miss y/l/n!" you heard a female's voice scream from your left. you looked up to see harry, ron, and hermione standing there, their faces covered in ash and sweat. "you need to come with us!"

you stood up, stumbling towards them as hermione securely grabbed onto your arm and led you out of the courtyard.

"where are we going!?" you loudly asked the trio over the noise of the battle behind you.

"to the boathouse!" ron yelled in response. "snape is there!"

you followed them away from the courtyard and down a long exterior staircase that led down to the water.

the four of you quietly crouched down outside of the boathouse, wands at the ready. you were shaking with fear, struggling to see inside through the foggy glass.

"you have performed extraordinary magic with this wand, my lord, in the last few hours," you heard snape tell voldemort. you were so tempted to just burst inside and save snape, but you thought better of it and kept still.

"although i am extraordinary, the wand resists me," voldemort replied in his breathy, sinister voice.

"there is no wand more powerful," snape calmly replied, taking a small step back from voldemort. "tonight, when the boy comes, i'm sure that it will not fail you. it answers to you and you only."

hermione looked over at you, grabbing your hand and soothingly squeezing it. you were suddenly crying, feeling so hopeless as you listened to snape and voldemort discuss the wand.

"does it, severus?" voldemort impatiently asked snape. you heard the soft hiss of a snake, seeing the shadowy outline of a large snake curl around voldemort's feet. "where does the wand's true loyalty lie?"

snape didn't reply for a few moments before he timidly said, "with you, of course, my lord."

"the elder wand cannot properly serve me as i am not its true master. it belongs to the person who killed its last owner, which is you, severus. you killed dumbledore," voldemort quietly explained as he slowly approached snape. your breath hitched, squeezing hermione's hand so tight that she pulled away.

"while you live, the elder wand cannot truly be mine," voldemort continued and you sprung to your feet. hermione and ron pulled you back down, motioning at you to stay quiet. you could barely do it, though, soft sobs leaving you.

snape heard the sobs, recognizing them as yours. his eyes widened and voldemort took no notice to the sound, too focused on getting ready to kill snape.

"you've been a good and faithful servant, severus," voldemort quietly said. "but only i can live forever."

"my lord-" snape began, letting out a choked noise seconds later. he collapsed, his body hitting the wall you and the others hid behind.

"nagini. kill," voldemort softly ordered his snake. the snake hissed, lurching at snape several times, sending his body banging against the wall each time.

you barely waited until voldemort and nagini had left to run inside, harry, ron, and hermione following after you. there laid snape, blood spilling from his neck as he weakly looked up at you.

"sev!" you cried as you dropped to your knees next to him, quickly taking off your jacket and pressing it to the laceration in his neck.

"y/n…" he mumbled, his breaths becoming more ragged with each passing moment. you bawled, holding onto him tightly and soaking his robes with tears. snape began to cry as well, looking over at harry.

"take them, please," he begged harry, pointing at his tears.

"hurry, give me a flask!" harry exclaimed to his friends. hermione dug around in her bag and retrieved a small flask, handing it to harry. you tearfully watched as harry held the flask up to snape's eye, collecting his tears.

"you're gonna be okay sev, you're gonna be okay," you sobbed as you held your jacket against his neck, watching it become soaked with his blood. "you're not going to die. you're going to survive, and- and we'll run away together from all of this."

snape tried to smile at you but couldn't, in too much pain to even blink. his hand came up to your face, slowly wiping away your tears with his thumb.

"harry," he then whispered, the life from his voice quickly slipping away. "take my tears to the pensieve."

harry nodded, watching as snape took a long look at him before he uttered, "you have your mother's eyes." you heard his heartbeat gradually begin to fade and you only cried harder, begging him to stay alive.

"y/n," he softly said. "you'll be okay…" he trailed off, his eyes glazing over.

the sudden cry of a bird sounded overhead, fawkes the phoenix swooping in. you gasped and moved out of the way, watching in awe as the bird nudged your jacket to the side with his beak and began to cry, his tears dropping onto snape's wound.

snape had been a second away from taking his last breath, being jolted back to full life when fawkes' tears began to magically heal him.

"oh my god, oh my god," you bawled, your arms staying secured around snape. "he's going to live!"

"not for long," hermione bleakly said as fawkes continued to cry. "nagini bit him. i assume her venom is extremely lethal, but the wound closing will aide in him surviving since it'll stop the bleeding."

"then he needs to go to the hospital," you said as you wiped your eyes with the back of your hand. "i'm going to take him right now."

"but the hospital wing was destroyed," ron carefully told you.

"then i'm taking him to st. mungo's. he's not going to die to that stupid snake," you firmly said, grabbing snape's face and holding it in your hands.

"focus on me, my love," you whispered to snape as his wound completely healed. "we're going to apparate, okay?"

snape barely nodded, breathing in slowly. you gave fawkes a gracious pet before you and snape apparated from the boathouse.

⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆

chapter twenty three

you and snape apparated onto the first floor of st. mungo's. snape's face was white and he was trembling; thanks to fawkes' tears, the venom wasn't moving as rapidly through his bloodstream as it would have if fawkes hadn't appeared. however, the venom could still easily kill snape.

a green haired healer turned your way when the two of you appeared, rushing over.

"professor snape!" the healer gasped, not wasting a moment before getting snape into the nearest room. "what bit him!?"

"a snake. voldemort's snake, to be exact," you replied, fresh tears forming in your eyes. "how do you know he was bitten?"

"i could tell by his appearance," the healer answered as they eased snape onto the bed in the room. they rummaged through a cabinet to the left of the bed, extracting three small bottles of brightly colored liquids. "professor snape was my potions teacher at hogwarts in my fifth year. my family and i moved here from america two years ago because my mom is a traveling nurse. i previously attended ilvermorny."

you watched the healer gently open snape's mouth, making him drink the liquids. snape choked a bit and then gasped, swallowing and stilling on the bed. he was breathing slowly, his eyes looking between you and the healer.

"i was top of my potions class," they continued. "snape showed me how to brew those anti-venom potions that i just gave him. i'm cecil, by the way. cecil mossmoth. head healer here at st. mungo's."

you smiled at cecil and said, "i'm y/n, y/n y/l/n. ex defense against the dark arts professor at hogwarts and current auror at the ministry of magic." you were holding snape's hand. snape looked over at you, his lips parted. he tried to speak but no noise came out.

"that laceration is going to scar, and he'll have trouble speaking for a while," cecil pointed out. "i can tell it was closed, but by the looks of it…was it deep?"

"very. voldemort cut his neck," you sadly recounted. "snape would've died if it hadn't been for dumbledore's phoenix, fawkes."

"ah, dumbledore. such a shame that he died," cecil said as they collected a bottle of water for snape from the fridge in the corner. they opened the cabinet again, pulling out a small yellow pill bottle.

"he'll need to take three of these every four hours. they'll help regulate his breathing and maintain his blood flow," cecil explained, handing you the bottle. you nodded, placing it on the bedside table.

"you know, you took a big risk by apparating here," cecil observed as they looked down at snape. "he could've been splinched. although the wound was closed, apparaition is a powerful force. that's how i got this scar on my face," they pointed to the large scar running from their forehead all the way to the left side of their mouth.

you silently nodded, sitting down on the edge of the bed. you didn't let go of snape's hand, watching him drift in and out of sleep.

cecil frequently came in to check on snape and struck up a conversation with you.

"what's your house?" they asked you as they helped you give snape his pills. snape shuddered after swallowing them, pouting at the bland flavor.

"ravenclaw, you?" you replied, gently tipping the water bottle against snape's lips so he could drink.

"hufflepuff," cecil smiled at you. "do you know luna lovegood?"

"yes, i do. she reminds me of myself when i attended hogwarts," you softly replied. "she's very kind."

"she sure is. she's my partner, actually. i'm a year older than her," cecil happily replied.

"that is so cute. snape is my partner," you said, which caused cecil to gasp.

"really? so the rumors were true then! i never really paid much attention to the rumors, but now i know the truth," they chuckled.

cecil kept you company and kept a close eye on snape, monitoring his condition. you were worried sick for those at hogwarts still and hoped that voldemort would be defeated.

snape slept for a majority of the day and you never left his side. you slept in the chair by his bed, being awakened when cecil came running in to tell you that voldemort had been defeated.

you grinned widely and fist pumped the air. "jokes on you, moldy voldy. severus is still very much alive," you spitefully thought.

harry, ron, hermione, and luna came by a few hours later to visit. luna quickly went up to cecil, kissing their cheek before saying hi to you.

harry solemnly stood by snape's bed, watching him sleep. "i saw his memories in the pensieve," he quietly told you. "you were in them. i had no idea that- that my dad did such bad things to the two of you. i need time to process everything, but one day i would like to have a talk with snape about it all."

you gave harry a small hug, sighing to yourself. you knew that you and snape had a long road ahead of the two of you, but you were ready to overcome any obstacles that you and him might face.

⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆

epilogue

after the battle of hogwarts and snape's full recovery and discharge from the hospital, he was immediately charged with the murder of dumbledore.

you went to testify in court for him, telling the wizengamot all about how voldemort had originally ordered draco malfoy to do it and how snape made the unbreakable vow.

the jury thoroughly debated the issue and eventually dropped all charges; however, they banned snape from stepping foot inside of hogwarts ever again, therefore resulting in a permanent ban on him teaching there.

snape was completely okay with this; he didn't want to teach anymore anyways.

you and snape moved to dorset and bought a cottage there. the two of you became more in touch with your muggle roots and began to grow various plants, fruits, and vegetables, and even got a few chickens.

snape got a job in the st. mungo's pharmacy, continuing to utilize his brilliant potion making skills. when he wasn't working, he went to therapy, which took a lot of persistent coaxing from you.

your mom became his therapist and opened up her practice to wizards and witches, as she knew all about the horrors of the battle of hogwarts and wanted to help those who were traumatized.

snape was very opposed to therapy at first since he didn't want to be a burden, but once he actually started going, he felt less bitter about the world. he was gradually learning to love and accept himself and heal from his past trauma and regrets.

you became the minster of magic while your dad retired from his position as head seer, moving to dorset with your mom to be closer to you and snape. you officialy made muggle born discrimination illegal and made hate crimes against muggle borns punishable by up to five years in azkaban.

you weren't playing around and didn't want another war to occur, and vowed to do anything to protect the vulnerable.

for a while, it was just you and snape. the two of you were busy with your own endeavors and didn't put much thought into ever starting a family.

this all changed, though, when you and snape were at the muggle grocery store one day buying things for dinner.

in front of your cart was a mother and her baby in the checkout line. the baby faced you and snape, attentively watching snape and waving her little arms in the direction of the dangly potion shaped earrings that he was wearing.

recently, snape had gotten more in touch with his feminine side and began to paint his nails (black, of course) and wear earrings and do his hair in a man bun or a half up, half down ponytail. he was definitely a lot more comfortable with himself now and it made you very happy to see.

snape smiled at the baby, making a funny face at her. the baby giggled and bounced in her mother's arms, making little grabby hands at snape's earrings.

snape continued to play with the baby until she left with her mother, a giddy smile on his face.

"i think i want a baby," he abruptly told you that night in bed. "i gave my students hell at hogwarts but i would never do that to our child. actually, my therapy sessions have been teaching me how to forgive myself for giving my students hell."

you laughed softly and pressed your lips to his cheek. "i've been wanting a baby too," you admitted. "i know that it's something that you secretly desire, since you want to start your own family that will show you the love that you never got growing up."

"you sound just like your mother, y/n."

"and that's a good thing, sev."

snape smiled at you and peppered your forehead in kisses, brushing your hair out of your eyes and whispering, "i love you."

you froze, your eyes widening. snape loved you. he finally loved you. you had fallen back in love with him not too long ago, and hearing this made you feel euphoric.

"i love you too," you giggled as you nuzzled your face in his neck, being mindful of the long scar there.

snape hugged you to his chest, giving himself a mental high five. it had taken him many, many months of therapy to finally move on from his lily related trauma, and he felt extraordinarily proud of himself for finally allowing himself to love you.

snape's patronus even changed after he healed from his trauma; it changed to none other than a bat, and you were pleasantly surprised when you saw it for the first time.

another pleasant surprise was when you later found out you were pregnant - with twins.

"twins," snape said in disbelief as he looked at the ultrasound photo. the photo moved, showing your babies moving around. "and it's a boy and a girl too. how crazy is that?"

by the time the babies arrived, snape was nearly bursting at the seams from excitement. the babies were fraternal twins - the girl being named eleanor elise snape and the boy being named cecil elliot snape. they looked like a combination of you and snape; they had his hair and nose and had your eyes and face shape.

eleanor meant "shining light" it was a very beautiful name. she also took your middle name. cecil was named after the st. mungo's healer who had ultimately saved snape's life.

in fact, there ended up being two cecils at yours and snape's wedding; you and snape only invited your parents, cecil, luna, ron, hermione, ginny, and harry.

harry and snape had discussed his memories with each other and harry slowly forgave snape; it was a long and tiring process for the both of them, but they were able to move past their bad memories with each other.

by the time eleanor and cecil were old enough to attend hogwarts, they both expressed their concerns over possibly being sorted into slytherin.

"your dad and i know that slytherin has a bad reputation, but your dad was a slytherin and ended up becoming a great wizard," you reassured your kids. "no matter what house you two are sorted into, your dad and i won't judge you."

like you, eleanor was sorted into ravenclaw, and like snape, cecil was sorted into slytherin. cecil was freaked out at first but eventually grew to love his house and value slytherin's traits.

you felt like eleanor was a carbon copy of you; she excelled in all of her classes and became involved in leadership and quidditch. cecil became a potions genius and him and snape would often geek out over a specific potion together.

watching your kids grow up made you sad; you vividly remembered bringing them home from st. mungo's and how snape would hold them every chance he got. he would read to them every night and make sure that they had the nicest clothes so the other kids wouldn't bully them. he'd teach them defensive spells to use in case they were ever in trouble and remind them to not take anyone's crap. snape gave them everything that he never had as a child; the biggest thing was love.

snape loved his life. he loved you. he loved his kids. he seriously could not remember the last time he was this happy.

ultimately, it was the unconditional devotion, understanding, and compassion that kept you two together through all of the hardships.

81 notes · View notes

denimbex1986 · 3 months

Text

'Andrew Scott felt no fear when the script for All of Us Strangers first came his way—a little surprising given that he saw everything the project would demand of him then and there. “I immediately knew that I would have to go to a childish place within myself, a place that I feel like I’ve escaped from—which is a place of real loneliness,” he says on this week’s Little Gold Men (listen to the full interview below). “There was something I saw in the role that I understood immediately.”

Fast-forward to more than a year later, when Scott, after both wrapping production and enduring a SAG-AFTRA strike that delayed his ability to promote the movie, finally sat in his first public screening of the film in Los Angeles. “I felt like I was sitting naked in a room of 350 people,” he says with a laugh. “I know there’s a certain degree of nakedness in the movie anyway—physical nakedness—but I was kind of alarmed by how raw it felt.” He then adds, “But that’s okay. That’s my job.”

Therein lies Scott’s unique ability to plumb emotional depths without hesitation while simultaneously seeing the bigger, richer picture. In All of Us Strangers, he plays Adam, a screenwriter who’s living alone in a London tower block and has his world turned upside down with a few chance encounters. One is with Harry (Paul Mescal), a neighbor he slowly falls for. Another is with his parents, who died 30 years ago—but appear to him now in the form of Claire Foy and Jamie Bell, as if they had never passed on.

The blossoming of these relationships, within writer-director Andrew Haigh’s daring metaphysical conceit, demands an extraordinary vulnerability from the film’s lead actor—in the biggest screen role of his career, no less. Scott, who is gay, deeply identified with the story’s careful psychosexual impression of queer life and pain, and he brought a great deal of himself to the part: “I’ve never met [Haigh’s] parents, and he’s never met mine, but I felt like that character had to be a weird marriage between me and [Haigh].”

Scott’s pressing of such tender wounds makes for one of the most devastating performances of the year. His tears flow onscreen with the potency of a volcanic eruption. “There’s no way that I was ever going to draw on anybody else’s experience but my own and bring that, even if that makes me feel vulnerable,” he says. “I don’t really mind. In fact, I think it’s a bit of an honor to be able to show that side.” He’s speaking for himself here, but you feel that pride, that gift, as a viewer too. The sense of heartbreak, longing, and hope is so clear, so present, you can practically touch it.

This is not the first significant role of Scott’s impressive career. His portrayal of Hamlet on the London stage earned widespread acclaim. His Fleabag Hot Priest still inspires memes. But as far as top-lining an Oscar-contending movie from a major Hollywood studio, it’s an obvious breakthrough. “Your hope as an actor is that you’re not going to get pigeonholed, or that people don’t cast you based on your box office opening or even the fact that you may not have played loads of leading roles in film,” he says. “When I was growing up, the idea that a film like this would even exist, and that I would be able to play that role in it—it’s miraculous.” And Strangers, hitting US theaters on December 22 via Searchlight, seems to mark only the beginning of a far more public era for the Dublin-born Scott. He has the titular role in Netflix’s fresh take on The Talented Mr. Ripley coming up next.

Yet the unadorned rigor of this stage-trained actor, who recently completed a tour de force Vanya run on the West End, remains firmly evident. He embodies Strangers’ Adam with an intricate attention to physical detail. “You don’t want somebody pretending to be a boy, but you want a sense of the vulnerability of a child, and also somebody who is learning to fall in love as an adult—and how those things are intertwined,” he says. “I don’t know if that is apparent in watching, but it’s a very, very tactile film…. Even the way he is able to be embraced by his parents, and then learns to be the embracer of Harry, it’s something that I had to map out silently for myself.” One lovely scene later in the movie finds Adam back in his childhood home, wearing pajamas and curling up into bed alongside his parents—with, again, all three actors in question roughly the same age. It’d feel absurd, bordering on campy, if not for Scott’s gentle verisimilitude. “I feel very proud of it,” he says of the sequence. “It takes work.”

For Scott, there’s a direct connection between the way he plays a moment like this and the many frank, sensual sex scenes between Harry and Adam. “Adam wouldn’t have really touched many people in a long time,” the actor says. Haigh devises an authentic and gradual trajectory for the character to find himself sexually with the new man in his life—and it’s sold by the sweet, subtle chemistry between Scott and Mescal, who’ve become close friends out of the production. “We have a very special bond,” Scott says. “I think it added something to this burgeoning relationship, because we had a burgeoning relationship ourselves.”

This did not mean the sex scenes were straightforward. The choreography, developed with an intimacy coordinator, needed to be balanced with spontaneity: listening to each other, being present in the moment. Of shooting these sequences with Mescal, Scott admits, “It was a bit scary at the beginning. Then you get more used to it—and he’s great fun. The good thing about working with somebody that you love is that the process is really enjoyable.” The changing dynamic between their characters presented its own challenge. “How do you portray nervousness? How do you portray lust? That’s a really interesting one, and Paul and I’s chemistry in real life is actually kind of irrelevant,” Scott says. “I was playing a very, very lonely, quite repressed character, which I don’t feel in my own life—and that’s a great challenge. It’s wonderful because it speaks to me of empathy, and that’s what our jobs are.”

There, again, Scott reflects on acting in terms of execution. He examines the work, even on a film as intimate and humane as this, like a technician, bringing his best solutions to the complex dilemmas presented by the script. For a film that hit so personally, Scott had to turn inward for answers. “It takes a lot of mental work and my imagination—about what note you should play and, more specifically, when you should play it,” he says. “Our first job as actors is to power into that imagination, so that’s how I would characterize my experience—to really engage in that part of me that exists and is within me in so many ways.” Watch All of Us Strangers, and you’ll see that side of him. To the movie’s ultimate credit, it’s unmistakable.'

#Andrew Scott #Paul Mescal #Claire Foy #Jamie Bell #Andrew Haigh #Hamlet #Fleabag #Ripley #Hot Priest #Netflix #Vanya #All of Us Strangers

4 notes · View notes

scotianostra · 1 year

Photo

Happy 60th Birthday Scottish actress Blythe Duff, born 25th November 1962 in East Kilbride.

Her love of acting started with youth theatre. On leaving Hunter High School she joined The Company, a youth opportunities theatre company, based at the Glasgow Arts Centre in Washington Street and spent her summers with the Scottish Youth Theatre. She entered the profession in 1983 with her first job at the Young Playwrights Festival, I’m sure she would have known my old school friend, who won The Young Scottish Playwright of the year award back then, may he rest in peace.

Blythe worked in theatre for seven years, appearing with Scottish Opera in Street Scene as Shirley Kaplan in 1989, and at the Coliseum Theatre in London with the English National Opera. She also performed on the soundtrack album which was released on Decca Records in 1989. She was working for Scottish Opera when she landed the role of Jackie Reid in the sixth series of Taggart in 1990. Her first appearance was a community police officer in the second episode of the sixth series, “Death Comes Softly”, on 3rd December 1990, in which she is credited as playing WPC Reid. In the third episode, which first aired on 31st December 1990, she was credited as playing Jackie Reid and her character was seconded to CID as DC Reid. By series eight in 1993 her character was promoted to Detective Sergeant. She became the longest-serving member of the Taggart cast after James Macpherson left the show in 2002. The last Taggart was shown in 2011, seeing Jackie Reid finally reach Detective Inspector.

Apart from Taggart, and a couple of short films Blythe has only really appeared as herself, voice overs and quiz shows etc as well as crime shows and documentaries. She has however performed on stage regularly and was a double winner, in 2013 and 2014, of the Critics Award for Theatre in Scotland, for her role as Fay Black in Iron, Rona Munro’s psychological drama set within a women’s prison.

Duff is married to former police officer Tom Forrest and became stepmother to his two daughters Sarah and Katie. She was made a patron of Scottish Youth Theatre in the year 2000. Blythe was Chieftain of Bute Highland Games in 2009 and Chieftain of the Cowal Games in 2011.

She was given an Honorary Doctorate in June 2011 from Glasgow Caledonian University for her outstanding contribution to the performing arts.

In 2020 Duff and singer Cameron Barnes teamed up to re-imagine the classic Christmas song Fairytale of New York to raise funds for freelance creatives and their families.

In the past month Blythe has bee touring some Scottish theatres in James IV: Queen of the Fight, by the acclaimed playwright Rona Munro.

It looks like Blythe has a party planned as recently, on her twitter page she retweeted

// James Brown Is Annie //@JBisAnnie·Nov 22“There’s been a tune!” Looking forward to playing at Blythe Duff’s birthday party in Glasgow this weekend. Delighted she should invite JBiA to provide the live music

Blythe recently said about growing up in Calderwood, East Kilbride, surrounded by references to Shakespeare due to the new town’s habit of clustering local street names around a certain theme. “The streets all had brilliant names” she says. “You live next to Edmond Kean and Hamlet and MacBeth, all these theatre references on street signs. I wonder whether or not that was soaking into my subconscious from an early age. I only thought about that when I was older but I like the idea.”

On acting Blythe said last month

'I'll never retire but don't tell my husband that'

Happy Birthday, I hope you have a great patty.

#Scotland #scottish #actress #theatre #television #Singer #happy birhtday

23 notes · View notes

Last Seen Blogs