October 2012
1 post
The Afterlife of Severus Snape
“Look at me,” he rasped out. The boy paused, and Severus drank in the sight of the sweater he was wearing. It was undoubtedly made by the Weasley’s brat’s mother, but it looked so like his … He closed his eyes, and everything went dark for a few minutes. When he opened them, he was sitting in the childhood park where he’d once played with Lily Evans, where...
October 2011
2 posts
June 2011
1 post
A Treat For Bill
Twenty-four hours. That was four times the wait time of the normal version, but this was Snape’s first attempt at recreating the treat with potions he had on hand. Heading towards the small fridge at the back of his office where he kept certain concoctions, he found himself holding his breath. Would it be a success? This was the moment of truth. Opening the fridge door, he found the bowl he...
May 2011
1 post
A Sweater Built 4 2
One fine hogwartzy day, Bill walked into the Potions dungeons. “Bill, I’ve told you many times muggles aren’t allowed in Hogwarts” said Severus. “But, babe, I wanted to show you something.” “Fine, come here.” Bill walked towards Snape with a smile on his face that suggested he was hiding something. “I see you have something behind your...
April 2011
2 posts
haiku 4 snosby
colorful sweater against billowing black robes on the dungeon floor
~by Anon
SNOSBY STOCHRIE JEWISH DANCING FIC
“Why are we doing this again?” Snape muttered to Cosby as their groomsmen hoisted them high in the air. Cosby grabbed at the wooden seat of his chair as it tipped at an alarming angle and laughed. “It’s a traditional Jewish wedding dance.” “We’re not Jewish!” “But we’re quirky!” “No, you’re quirky,” Snape retorted. “I’m the one who wanted to go to a justice of the peace and do this quietly…...
March 2011
15 posts
What's a fandom without mpreg?
Red silk dress, by anon
“Put it on,” Snape says calmly.
His voice sounds steady enough, he thinks. The two Jello shots he downed before this made sure of that. But still his hand shakes as he holds the red dress out to Cosby. He’s nervous as fuck.
“Put it on,” he says again, and Cosby looks at him doubtfully.
He’s already hard because he can imagine it exactly, what the dress now crumpled up in his sweaty hand will...
Passionfruit, by anon
Another from the wonderful nonas at sfd_anon
Snape crept through the door. It was late and he had promised to be home hours earlier. Naturally Bill would be asleep but the inner turmoil Severus felt in the lonely hours grabbed hold of his tender heart. He hated to worry his lover.
Bill felt it as Snape sank into the bed but he kept his breathing smooth and methodical. Now was the time for...
A little Lasagna-verse remix
Another jewel from sfd_anon, a re-imagining of this ficlet.
Bill’s head snapped up at the sound of the doorbell ringing. Severus was right on time, as usual. He had no idea if it was a product of Severus’ magical powers, or it was just his nature, but he was always exactly on time. Bill’s lips quirked into a smile as he walked slowly towards the front door, his Uggs dragging...
Thank you, tiny-hats, it’s a true masterpiece!
The Snosby Oath
I swear to uphold Snosby
As long as I know that Cosby
Adores Snape; and Snape would hop
For the man who calls him pudding-pop.
Their love is the truest of the true
And for them I will do and do
Countless submissions of art and fic.
I am a devoted fan, I will never grow sick
Of these two entwined in a heart shape:
Cosby, oh Cosby, and his darling Snape.
(I swear)
<3
A drabbley-type story from sfd_anon
The frozen lasagna he had picked up at Scarpone’s was bubbling deliciously in the oven and he set the garlic bread next to the stove for later. He had almost rethought the garlic bread, but then decided he was being too cautious and kept it on the menu. He brought out two champagne goblets and set them on the counter top. Glancing around the apartment, he nodded his head at the preparations.
He...
The Magic is in the Pudding
Please enjoy this magical story by helanona. Who is amazing.
Snape gently rubbed his temples due to the small headache that was forming as he read another dreadful essay by one of his students. They day had been especially trying, though he did manage to send a dozen students to detention.
A moment later there was a gentle knock on his dungeon door. He didn’t think one of the students would...
What a Stand Up, Guy! →
The story that started it all.
“But Severus, it was Valentine’s Day,” Bill Cosby said, his normally jovial tone quite muted. “I am aware of what yesterday was, Dr. Cosby,” Severus Snape replied, giving a dismissive shrug.
“Then you should have known I would do something special for the holiday,” Cosby said. “I mean, I had the roses, and the Jello, and those itty bitty little white candles...
