#slytherinnash

[ltbroccoli]

🎂 (Liz)

mutuals send 🎂 for a treat ( accepting // @nashforhire & @slytherinnash )

[worth12malfoys]

⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ Liz Nash

send ⭐️ for something my muse admires about yours ( no longer accepting // @slytherinnash )

“Oh, bloody hell. God damn it.

Okay. You’re… good at your job. The potions part. Might be the best potion maker in the job for a while, actually.

You care about the students. No one can deny that you care about these kids and go out of your way to help them out. I do respect the hell out of that.

You’re bloody terrifying in a fight and I’d actually consider asking for a dueling lesson or two if I weren’t scared of you hexing my head off.”

[veritasxrum]

"Finished, sir." Elizabeth Nash held up a bottle of perfectly clear green liquid, the antidote to uncommon poisons as assigned, trying not to look too proud of her final product. She'd spent the better part of her Christmas break practising it and made it up to his desk for inspection before anyone. (slytherinnash)

@slytherinnash

　　　　　　　Snape turned, BLACK eyes sliding over toward the familiar voice and focusing on the bottle of antidote. The color was exact, the clarity flawless; if it proved to PERFORM its purpose as perfectly as it looked it would then Nash had just earned herself top marks. Unsurprising, given her skill and the methodic attention with which he’d watched her brew the potion. It was always apparent within the first hour of class whether the students truly HAD studied as they ought. ❝ Very well, Ms. Nash, ❞ he replied, ❝ place your vial on my desk to be tested. ❞

[severus-snape-of-spinners-end]

“I don’t go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me.” (slytherinnash)

@slytherinnash

“If that’s your usual way of getting out of less than desirable situations, I feel pity for anyone who took that excuse,” he said, addressing his student with a raised brow. “Care to explain?”

[vulnerasanentuur]

"There needs to be an easier way to do this." (slytherinnash)

|| Charms, Potions and Spells

“There is,” Snape said shortly, without even looking up once from the parchment in front of him, full of observational notes.  That had been the point of this lesson, after all - that the instructions were not always entirely correct, that knowledge was not always set in stone.  He had discovered one of those “easier ways” when he himself was a student, and would not be surprised if at least one of the brighter students produced another method.  “There is no need to state the obvious, Miss Nash.  The question is not if there is a more efficient method, but what the said method is.”

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[cursexbreakcr]

“Stop yelling at me!” (slytherinnash)

SHORT . PROMPT

“I am not yelling at you.I am firmly disciplining you” the Head boy might have raised his voice slightly against the younger students but it was for their own good or they might end up getting hurt trying to access the forbidden section. “I said back to your common room miss Nash or I am walking you to Snape’s office-” he warned all the while holding his younger brother by the ear twisting it to a point Charlie was pawing at him to get released.

@slytherinnash

[calleo-bricriu]

"Excuse me? Can you direct me to the Centaur Liason office?" (slytherinnash)

@slytherinnash

“I’m not even certain I want to know why you need to go there, but that’s up on level four; Beast Division of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.”

“If you don’t mind, actually, I ought to head up there myself; there’s a bit of an ongoing–back and forth between myself and that department over something that was bound to something else and they never return memos.”

[slytherinnash]

SlytherinNash

Indie Harry Potter OC

+21 RP

[invelleity]

how i run my blogs

STOLEN FROM @ltbroccoli // TAGGING @empathicstars @diredeor @sicktomybonesmccoy @ofgreeneyes @saturninebravery / @hallowedlived @slytherinnash @primeacumen @herhighnessrps @nxtsoordinary whoever wants to steal it 👀 have fun have fun  SPEED:  uhhhhhhhHHHHHH SO i have bipolar disorder irl and it Fucking Shows on my blogs lmao, i write nothing for a week then like fifteen things in a couple hours. uhhh and i post everything as soon as it's done because a) my queues are so full of inspo, they go out like months guys, months b) i'm impatient as shit. REPLIES:  i'm not....in control of how long things are so much as....my muses are in control, tbh??? but in general i tend to write shortish or middling-length replies. uhhhhh plotted/semi-plotted starters tend to get looooong though, i get hung up on "what if i'm not translating the idea well enough??" lmao. STARTERS:  uhhh see above, eeek! i tend to write longass starters. i just like to know....what's going on, you know? where are we, and when, and why, whO AM I INBOX:  send me send me send me send me SELECTIVITY:  ehhh pretty very not selective. i'll basically try writing with anyone, i usually only drops threads/partners if they're really not working. WISHLIST:  i have like a million ideas and i write uhhhhhh about two of them down, ever. oops. HONEST NOTE: when i first got started roleplaying i, like, didn't get why people included introspective parts in their writing?? like, usually the other characters can't hear that so....? uhhh eventually i realized it is helpful, but i'm from mostly a screenwriting/comics-writing background so i still tend to focus on body language and visual cues haha.

[dragontamingweasley]

@slytherinnash  from this starter call

“If you apologize again I will hit you over the head with your own broom missus-” How many times could a person apologize for what was an accident on the pitch. Merlin’s beard.. Tentions were bad enough already without needing reminder of what happened. “Honestly I just wish everyone would stop talking about it. Talk about something interesting...here. If you are so adamant to dwell in remorse help me study potions” he huffed pushing his potions book over to her.

[ltbroccoli]

Better Sit Down

@slytherinnash ( continued )

“I’m fine, darling. Come and sit down.” She waits for him to get seated before she continues. There’s no easy way to give bad news, even less so when it was a laundry list of bad news.

She’d gotten an owl in the afternoon on, what had seemed like, a very average day. The letter was, however, anything but average. Part of her wanted to chuck it on the fire and hope that ignoring the truth would make it go away. But no amount of magic or willful ignorance was going to help. Besides, Reg needed to know.

“I have some bad news. Some very bad news. I received a letter today and… there was an attack at the school. A Death Eater…..” She took a deep breath, forcing herself to say the name. “And Voldemort.”

Reg timidly perched himself on the edge of the couch, his whole body tensing up. He knew that Liz was doing the best she could to make whatever this news was as easy for him to hear as possible, but there simply wasn’t a way to do this and have him not freaking out.

When she spoke the name, he gasped softly. The first thing he processed was just the name itself -- he’d almost never heard her refer to him that way. Then it processed that she was speaking about him like he was alive, like he was... “But... he’s dead,” he replied, confused. “He’s been dead for a long time, he’s... that can’t be right. What happened at the school? Is everyone alright?”

[worth12malfoys]

Talk about Liz Nash

send “talk about” and a name for my muse to talk about that person ( accepting // @slytherinnash )

He looks around nervously for a moment, making sure that neither Liz nor her husband are nearby. “…she’s a bitch. And I’m not entirely convinced she isn’t a Death Eater. Though I don’t think I’ll be bringing that theory up again anytime soon… Barclay throws a surprisingly good punch. Oh, and she’s got a weird thing for Snape. Practically worships the man. If I hear even a rumor that she’s abusing her students the way he did, I’m going straight to McGonagall.”

[vulnerasanentuur]

Getting to Know Me

Rules: Answer the questions (or as many as you’re comfortable doing) for yourself, the mun!  Repost, don’t reblog. Tagged By: @heroicintention Tagging: @wandchoosesthewizard @doepatronused @mistletoe-mckinnon @worth12malfoys @slytherinnash @themoonlightburns @willowguarded @quiirinus @partialparseltongue @teeth-and-ambitions

Name: Severina.

Nickname: Sev, Sevvie, Seviper.

Height: 5’5″.

Sexuality: Asexual/Grey-romantic.

Nationality: American (ugh).

Favorite fruit: Pomegranates.

Favorite season: Winter.

Favorite flower: Cherry blossoms.

Favorite band/musician: Sevdaliza.

Favorite fictional character: Severus Snape (obviously), Horatio Hornblower, Cutler Beckett, Minerva McGonagall, Shuri, Nagini, and many others that I can’t remember off the top of my head.

Blog created: April 29th, 2018.

Number of followers: 49

Random Fact: I once slept for 36 hours straight.

[cursexbreakcr]

'SPIT IT OUT!' (slytherinnash)

meme

33. “It hurts when I breathe.”

Long sharp breaths made his lungs wheeze and the more he tried to breathe the more it hurt. “Get. Help.” 

@slytherinnash

[quiirinus]

{Cont}

@slytherinnash

He flinched slightly when she raised her voice, but his expression remained unimpressed and unyielding.

“There is every r-reason, M-Ms. Nash. N-not the least of which is the f-fact that, should you duel older students, you’ll be f-faced with s-spells you’ve never seen before. It doesn’t matter how capable you are-- you’ll f-find it r-rather hard to c-counter jinxes when you don’t even know what they do.”

She was clearly upset about his decision, but her attitude wasn’t exactly making Quirrell more willing to hear her out. She was rash and overconfident, and regardless of whether or not she would be able to hold her own against fourth years, there was a real danger to letting someone this cocksure duel out of her league.

“Now p-please calm down. If it really means this much to you, I’ll c-consider the matter more c-carefully, b-but you must try to see this from my p-p-perspective. I can’t in good conscience allow you to duel students with an entire year of e-extra experience and knowledge, Ms. Nash. Madame Pomfrey has enough to worry about already without you begging to get injured.”

[ltbroccoli]

Liz is sat on the couch when Reg gets home. Usually there’s a smile waiting for him at least, but not today. Today the bad news is written all over her expression. “Reg... I think you’d better sit down.” (SlytherinNash)

( @slytherinnash )

Reg swears he can feel the weight in the air before he ever sees Liz’s serious face. Something’s wrong. Something’s very, very wrong. The faint smile he’d entered the room with slowly fades from his expression, replaced with worry and just a hint of panic. “Oh no. Oh no. What is it? What happened? Are you alright?”