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firewhiskeyficTitle: Based on a Trus Story (the only true part is that the author cries at Frozen sing-alongs)
Author:songquake
I am of legal drinking age in my region: (yes/no) YES, so far older.
Pairing(s)/Characters/Fandom: Severus Snape/Draco Malfoy? Nope, that's unrequested and unrequeited. Olaf/Severus. Sorry. It's a HP/Frozen mashup
Challenge/Prompts used: I'm going to attempt FWF Bingo here (that is, write until I've got all of them?)
Severus Snape
Knockturn Alley
Transfiguration
Frostbite
Iceplay
Summary: Snaco, transfiguration, and Frozen.
B I N G O !
Rating/Warnings: M? No onscreen sexytiems
Word count: 987
Author's Notes (if any): i'm not sure before I write whether I have successfully turned off all the Word features that will autocorrect me to looking like a better speller/less drunk, But given that there are fewer red undlerlines in this passage than I'd expect, I'm thinking I've runed it off enough? Okay, let's write!
Here's my playlist: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLwKWmqD6iDTUKbF6QGGir5Lf0KWA_M2oN You're welcome.
Based on a True Story (the only true part is that the author cries at Frozen sing-alongs)
Severus Snape was sat in a pub on Knockturn Alley, regretting all the decisions that had brought him here. Also the desires that had brought him here. For he was somehow at a "Frozen" singalong,
He wondered how on earth the denizens of Konockturn Alley would think of haivng a singalong based on a muggle muscial movie,
(He also wondered hwo it was that he was alive after the Great Nagini Fiasco of 1998 but decided to gloss over what were certainly paingul and humiliating memories in service of pondering what sort of humilaition would be in store for him tonight).
Draco Malfoy was hodting, in some sort of drag, blue ballgown and silver-blond hair lenthened to a waistlenght plait. But he was not yet singing, though he was acting alongwith whatever sad queen was alongside him, dressed ingreen and brown.
"Do you want to build a snowman? Come on let's go and play..." sang the brunette queen. Whom Severus suspeceted might be longbottom.
Severus got choked up. abd was erather ashamed to be choked up at Neville longbottom's singing in a green dress,
He took a deep breath and gestured to the barkeep.
This was going to be a long night that required much Firewhiskdy.
Especially since he was tearing up at the rank sentimentailty. And thinking about how he hadn't got to play with Draco in a rather long time.
Draco looked rather fetching in that gown. Sad, then, that he'd never given his not-old professor a secnd look.
That song ended. Severus pointed his wand at his sinuses and whispered a clever spell that could clear one's snot out. it also surprised him into blinking the tears away. He'd learnt it by reading BDSM fanfiction about hismelf and Hermione Granger, of all people.
As if he'd ever want a bird.
And then he snorted at the lyirics that all the queers in this dark arts piano bar were singing. "I can't tell it it's waht or gas"??? Severus decided to st at the bar to get a better view, Because now ll these lithe young men were signing about :ove is an open door" and having too good a time.
The thing was, Draco had insiiste dthat Severus had an admirer, and that Severus had to come and experience this event so that this bloke, Olaf, from so999mewhere in northern Ueruope, could meet him. Vur nw Draco was singing some sor tof paen to coming out and Severus was getting tearful. And there was no hiding it. He started sobbing. AND THERE WASA (oops, caps lock) and there was no sign of any real nordic prince. Besides, while Severus did have a preference towards blonds, he did tend to favor the french and british. (see what i did there? He likes MALFOY MEN.).
So Draco is singing :et it go," and Severus is weeping openly, Well not openly. He's trying to hide behind his fireswhiskey, but the flames fo the drink only highlight his tears.
And then. Then!
A man came on stage. He was blond, and friendly-looking. And somehow he waved his wand and...transfigred himself into a snowman! He had been so lovely, but somehow became a goofy-looking snowman with a well-controoleled vibrato and singing "The hot and the cold are both so intense, so put them together, it jsut makes good sense!"
And Severus, help him, got ofver his sob-fest and started to harden. Sensation paly, ice play, had always been one of his kinks. one of his weaknesses.
The snow man winked. At Severus. Severus started a little. Then again, the carrot nose was kind of phallic. And Severus always did promote the legend of the correllation between big noses and big dicks.
He thought about snowman dick up his arse. hm. THat might be a bad diea. Rectal frostbite? How on hearht would he explain that at St Mungo's.
Eventually the singalong was over. THe snwoman untransfigured himself.
He was even hotter now that Seerus could compare him to the snowman that went before. However, his voice didn't change. Thankfully, it was Dfraco who made the introdcution.
"Severus! So glad youre' here! THis si Olaf, who condescended to sin the role of Olaf tonight!"
"Hello!" Olaf said. His voice was nearly as goofy as the character's but not quite. Still too cheerufl.
Severus hadn't realized he'd said that aloud until Olaf said, "well, Professor snape, from the look of you, you're in the need of a little," he paused, winked, and smirked, "cheer."
Seerus snorted. "You're ridiculous."
Olaf shuffled closer. "Yes. But also available. And I like, tall, dark, adn brooding. also men who weep into their whiskey. I get hot for it."
Severus arched a brow. "And what would be in it for me?"
Draco laughed and said, "i'm out, queens. Party on!" Severus didn't even bother to glare at his retreating form.
Olaf liekeiwse ignrored draco. "I could be in you, or vice versa. Or we could see what other kinks you might have, hm? I'm very open to all sorts—and I have mad transfiguraton skills."m
"really," Severus said. He stuck a finger into the gtumbler where the firewhsiky hadn not yet melted the ice. He swirled the cubes around. "Can you transfigure ony your cock into a snowman's? see what the intensity of hot and cold mean in my arse?"
"no, that's indadvisedable," Olaf siad. "But I'd be happy to trnasfigure something disposable ijnto an icicle and slide it uup you. ANd suck you off with a mouth alternately hot adn cold."
Severus had forgotten that temperature spels were an aodd b ledn of charms and transfiguration. He became hard thinking of the theory of it, becuase he's a big nerd. Also because he wanted the hot nd the cold—they really are both so intense.
"Show me what you've got, Snowman," he said.
ETHE END 9becuse you really can just use your imagination from here).
Author:
songquakeI am of legal drinking age in my region: (yes/no) YES, so far older.
Pairing(s)/Characters/Fandom: Severus Snape/Draco Malfoy? Nope, that's unrequested and unrequeited. Olaf/Severus. Sorry. It's a HP/Frozen mashup
Challenge/Prompts used: I'm going to attempt FWF Bingo here (that is, write until I've got all of them?)
Summary: Snaco, transfiguration, and Frozen.
Rating/Warnings: M? No onscreen sexytiems
Word count: 987
Author's Notes (if any): i'm not sure before I write whether I have successfully turned off all the Word features that will autocorrect me to looking like a better speller/less drunk, But given that there are fewer red undlerlines in this passage than I'd expect, I'm thinking I've runed it off enough? Okay, let's write!
Here's my playlist: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLwKWmqD6iDTUKbF6QGGir5Lf0KWA_M2oN You're welcome.
Severus Snape was sat in a pub on Knockturn Alley, regretting all the decisions that had brought him here. Also the desires that had brought him here. For he was somehow at a "Frozen" singalong,
He wondered how on earth the denizens of Konockturn Alley would think of haivng a singalong based on a muggle muscial movie,
(He also wondered hwo it was that he was alive after the Great Nagini Fiasco of 1998 but decided to gloss over what were certainly paingul and humiliating memories in service of pondering what sort of humilaition would be in store for him tonight).
Draco Malfoy was hodting, in some sort of drag, blue ballgown and silver-blond hair lenthened to a waistlenght plait. But he was not yet singing, though he was acting alongwith whatever sad queen was alongside him, dressed ingreen and brown.
"Do you want to build a snowman? Come on let's go and play..." sang the brunette queen. Whom Severus suspeceted might be longbottom.
Severus got choked up. abd was erather ashamed to be choked up at Neville longbottom's singing in a green dress,
He took a deep breath and gestured to the barkeep.
This was going to be a long night that required much Firewhiskdy.
Especially since he was tearing up at the rank sentimentailty. And thinking about how he hadn't got to play with Draco in a rather long time.
Draco looked rather fetching in that gown. Sad, then, that he'd never given his not-old professor a secnd look.
That song ended. Severus pointed his wand at his sinuses and whispered a clever spell that could clear one's snot out. it also surprised him into blinking the tears away. He'd learnt it by reading BDSM fanfiction about hismelf and Hermione Granger, of all people.
As if he'd ever want a bird.
And then he snorted at the lyirics that all the queers in this dark arts piano bar were singing. "I can't tell it it's waht or gas"??? Severus decided to st at the bar to get a better view, Because now ll these lithe young men were signing about :ove is an open door" and having too good a time.
The thing was, Draco had insiiste dthat Severus had an admirer, and that Severus had to come and experience this event so that this bloke, Olaf, from so999mewhere in northern Ueruope, could meet him. Vur nw Draco was singing some sor tof paen to coming out and Severus was getting tearful. And there was no hiding it. He started sobbing. AND THERE WASA (oops, caps lock) and there was no sign of any real nordic prince. Besides, while Severus did have a preference towards blonds, he did tend to favor the french and british. (see what i did there? He likes MALFOY MEN.).
So Draco is singing :et it go," and Severus is weeping openly, Well not openly. He's trying to hide behind his fireswhiskey, but the flames fo the drink only highlight his tears.
And then. Then!
A man came on stage. He was blond, and friendly-looking. And somehow he waved his wand and...transfigred himself into a snowman! He had been so lovely, but somehow became a goofy-looking snowman with a well-controoleled vibrato and singing "The hot and the cold are both so intense, so put them together, it jsut makes good sense!"
And Severus, help him, got ofver his sob-fest and started to harden. Sensation paly, ice play, had always been one of his kinks. one of his weaknesses.
The snow man winked. At Severus. Severus started a little. Then again, the carrot nose was kind of phallic. And Severus always did promote the legend of the correllation between big noses and big dicks.
He thought about snowman dick up his arse. hm. THat might be a bad diea. Rectal frostbite? How on hearht would he explain that at St Mungo's.
Eventually the singalong was over. THe snwoman untransfigured himself.
He was even hotter now that Seerus could compare him to the snowman that went before. However, his voice didn't change. Thankfully, it was Dfraco who made the introdcution.
"Severus! So glad youre' here! THis si Olaf, who condescended to sin the role of Olaf tonight!"
"Hello!" Olaf said. His voice was nearly as goofy as the character's but not quite. Still too cheerufl.
Severus hadn't realized he'd said that aloud until Olaf said, "well, Professor snape, from the look of you, you're in the need of a little," he paused, winked, and smirked, "cheer."
Seerus snorted. "You're ridiculous."
Olaf shuffled closer. "Yes. But also available. And I like, tall, dark, adn brooding. also men who weep into their whiskey. I get hot for it."
Severus arched a brow. "And what would be in it for me?"
Draco laughed and said, "i'm out, queens. Party on!" Severus didn't even bother to glare at his retreating form.
Olaf liekeiwse ignrored draco. "I could be in you, or vice versa. Or we could see what other kinks you might have, hm? I'm very open to all sorts—and I have mad transfiguraton skills."m
"really," Severus said. He stuck a finger into the gtumbler where the firewhsiky hadn not yet melted the ice. He swirled the cubes around. "Can you transfigure ony your cock into a snowman's? see what the intensity of hot and cold mean in my arse?"
"no, that's indadvisedable," Olaf siad. "But I'd be happy to trnasfigure something disposable ijnto an icicle and slide it uup you. ANd suck you off with a mouth alternately hot adn cold."
Severus had forgotten that temperature spels were an aodd b ledn of charms and transfiguration. He became hard thinking of the theory of it, becuase he's a big nerd. Also because he wanted the hot nd the cold—they really are both so intense.
"Show me what you've got, Snowman," he said.
ETHE END 9becuse you really can just use your imagination from here).