6th Apr, 2013

FIC: Toffee and Clover (Neville/Severus, R)

Title: Toffee and Clover
Author: Serpenscript
Pairing: Neville/Severus
Rating: R for nudity and past themes of violence
Wordcount: 2000~
Kinks: Healing touch? :X
Warnings:Mental trauma, PTSD, past abuse/torture
Summary: When Severus is locked in the past, Neville's touch brings him home again.
Notes: Written for Hellebore, who wanted pet!Severus and hurt/comfort, and no smut :P


Nights were difficult. Nights were filled with shadows and sounds... )

10th Mar, 2013

FIC: Black Blood (Sirius/Severus, Regulus/Severus, NC17)

Title: Black Blood
Author/Artist: Serpenscript
Pairing(s)/Characters: Sirius/Severus, Regulus/Severus
Rating: NC17
Word count: 5100~
Warnings: noncon/dubcon, slavery, humiliation, exhibition, maid outfits, violence, mention of whipping, piercing, verbal abuse
Summary: Sirius has a special gift for Regulus' birthday.
Notes: This is NOT a happy story. Unhinged!Sirius, nice!Regulus.


Black Blood )

13th Apr, 2012

FIC: The Tormented, Snape/Ginny, NC17

Title: The Tormented
Author/Artist: Serpenscript
Pairing(s)/Characters: Severus Snape/Ginny Weasley, background Ginny Weasley/Harry Potter
Rating: NC17
Word count: 850~
Warnings: Dark!Ginny, mentions of fisting, verbal abuse, oversized dildow
Summary: Ginny visits a prostitute with revenge in mind.
Notes: This is a fliclet taken from another universe. So the scene and background may be really confusing, but the end was so punchy to me and it felt like it could almost stand alone, so I thought why not. That, and Curi wanted to read it XD


The strap-on dildo Ginevra Weasley was wearing was ruby-red... )

28th Mar, 2012

FIC: One Gold Galleon, Neville/Severus, Severus/Other (NC17)

Title: One Gold Galleon
Author: [info]serpenscript
Prompt: "I should be horrified that a former student sees me this way; that a former student rents my body by the hour and fucks me. But his hands are gentle and he does things – he doesn't say anything, but when he leaves I feel more like a human being and a bit less like a thing to be used, despite the galleons he leaves behind."
Pairing(s): Severus/Various, Severus/Neville
Word Count: 3,600~
Rating: NC17
Warnings: verbal humiliation, suggestion of past violent partners
Disclaimer:Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made.
Notes: I selfishly wrote one of my own prompts, because the idea stuck in my head and begged to be written. Much love to my beta C., who caught all my verb tense switching and smoothed things out for me.
Summary: Reduced to prostitution, one particular client makes Severus feel things he thought he was incapable of.


One Gold Galleon )

28th Jun, 2010

Bedside Manners (G)

Title: Bedside Manners
Author: Serpenscript
Rating: G
Character(s): McGonagall, Pomfrey, Luna, mentions of Neville, Snape, Carrows
Warnings: very bad poetry? @_@
Author's Notes: GASP! I wrote genfic, and moreover, fluffy genfic....whatever is the world coming to??? Well, fluffy in an angsty funny sort of way. Written for HP Genfic, this was something new, both in style and delving into a new character's way of thinking.

Poppy Pomfrey liked to sing... )

5th Dec, 2008

Drabble: Therapy

Drabble: Therapy
Characters: Snape, mention of Minerva, Lupin, Harry
Warnings: Pink
Disclaimer: Not mine


Therapy

Even with his eyes closed, the sun was a gold-red aura through his eyelids; heat baked his skin and sweat sheened his body. Another twenty minutes, and he'd burn – if it took that long.

Curse Remus and Minerva! Curse Harry with his muggle cures! So what if he was depressed? It was a perfectly normal reaction to being forced to murder someone you admired and watching your friends and allies die in horrible, painful ways!

But that meddling werewolf had told Harry and Minerva that Severus was depressed, and Harry said (facetiously, he was sure) that muggles who didn't get enough sunlight were more prone to depression. Of course, Minerva jumped on the idea like a cat on catnip.

Ten more minutes; his skin was turning pink. He snarled as he rolled over early and let the sun bake his back while sunflares exploded behind his closed lids.

He'd murder all of them for this. Who'd ever heard of a pink Potions Master?

WC: 163