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Hi guys! I am making custom furry badges!

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If everyone (or anyone) could check out my fic, it'd be highly appreciated!! :) (It's Severus Snape/oc but I promise it's not a teacher/pupil fic. It's also set in 1983)

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Snake Scent

(Commissioned by @littl-prince💛) 24.9.2020, ko-fi , how it started

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Seeing people who hate Snape say things like “Snape cared about no one but himself” as if Severus Snape wasn’t his own biggest hater is so amusing to me.

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Hello and welcome to Remus Lupin fest!

Remus Lupin Fest is a prompt-based fest, anonymous posting fest featuring the one and only Remus Lupin! We welcome fics and art of any rating, and any (or no) pairing, as long as our favourite werewolf is central to the story/image.

Prompting: 17 November - 24 November 2023 Claiming: 27 November - 11 December 2023 Creative works due: 29 February 2024 Posting begins on AO3: 10 March 2024 (Remus’ Birthday!)

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people who don't wear glasses are so weird like you just wake up and your eyes are pussy fresh??

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Hi Neil, I saw you in Boston last night, where you mentioned the name of an author whose books you wished you had read when you were younger. I didn’t have time to write down her name, and neither me or my mom can remember it. Please help?

Diana Wynne Jones

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one thing I love about Snape is all the genderfuckery. he's a sad old man. he's a goth princess. he's a malewife. he's a femme fatale. he's a mama grizzly protecting her cubs. he's a medieval monk in his cell. he's a duke, he's a queen, he's a slutty little vixen. he's a power bottom, he's pinning you to the bed, he's curled up in fetal position crying in your arms.

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the “pleasure to have in class” to overly active tumblr user pipeline

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Severus Snape doesn't need sex or lust. He needs someone to worship him and treat his body like a sacred shrine. He needs to be bathed, loving hands gently stroking him as they wash him, rinsing him with warm water that makes him close his eyes with jolts of pleasure as it touches his skin. He needs to be wrapped in warm towels and dried gently as he just enjoys the moment. He then needs to be princess-carried to bed, strong arms lifting his precious weight and placing him on a comfy bed.

And there he needs to be worshipped.

You worship with all 5 senses.

Touch:

He lays naked as you admire every single inch of him, lips brushing against his skin as love pours out of them, covering him in tender kisses, starting from his feet and going up. You rub his soles as your lips graze upon the side of his feet and his heels, almost tickling them with your kisses, then you move to his calves, and you indulge on his thighs, caressing and kissing their inner part, but without touching his genitals; once again, he needs love, not lust. You move up only once you're satisfied, kissing his navel, his tummy and going up to his face, hands tenderly holding him like you would with something precious and delicate. You slide your hand under his back to hold him as you're on top of him, feeling his weight, his chest going up and down as he breathes. And you kiss him again, tenderly, on the lips, and again, and again, as your other hand goes up to hold his head and caress his hair with your thumb.

Smell:

You sniff his skin, take in the mixture of his natural smell, scented candles and the body wash you used previously. It's primal yet holy. A sweet mix of cinnamon and musk fills your nostrils as your body begs for more, more, more of him. His whole body is a sensory experience and you have the special honor to partake in it. Enjoy.

Sight:

You watch him longingly, admiring every part of him as you touch him. Dimly lit by a candle on the bedside, his body is a spectacle of light and shadows, just like his soul. You can't get enough of his slender figure, a few beauty marks drizzled on his fair skin. You skim through his slim feet, his legs,his groin, going up to his chest, his small nipples, his prominent Adam's apple that goes back and forth as he gulps, his jawline, his thin mouth gasping half-open, his hooked nose.

And you lock eyes with him.

Severus Snape isn't gloomy, unperturbed or grumpy. Heck, he isn't even sneering. No cold stare meets yours. Oh no, not at all. There's something else in his dark eyes. Something the flickering candle enhances even more, something nobody has ever seen. And it's running down his cheek now.

A tear.

Severus Snape is crying. He stares at you surprised, almost frightened by such gentleness, eyes watery, as you keep adoring him. And then you are certain nobody has ever done anything quite like that to him before. You do not leave his stare as he processes this emotional buildup and unwinds. It's holy, and he lets you see it. You thank him for this.

Taste:

you kiss his cheeks, salty tears mix with your saliva as you swallow them down. You savor his skin, feasting on his vulnerable body. He is your sacramental bread and he gives himself to you.

Hearing:

Severus Snape sobs as you tell him he's brave, he's strong and you thank him for allowing you in his life. He sobs as you reassure him of how precious he is, of how beautiful his body looks, of how intelligent and gifted he is. He still sobs as you gently hush in his ear as you hold him close, kissing his head and rocking him back and forth. You start humming to comfort him as he curls up in your arms as if running away from other eyes, even from the light of the candle, so that nobody sees him like that. "There's no need to hide" you reassure him. "You're safe with me", as the sound of kisses echoes in the room.

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I'm reading Harry Potter, which means reading filler words until Snape scenes come up

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Rb if you just want to have a nap with Severus.

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Not to be controversial, but Ellen-Jane "Diamond" Potts from the Hetty Feather books by Jacqueline Wilson has suffered more than Jesus Christ himself.

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What was the first fanfic everyone read? Any ship, any fandom...

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Snape antis: What do you have to say about Snape making fun of Sirius at Grimmauld place?

Me:

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What Snape truly deserves:

Kisses

Blowjobs

Ass eaten out

Pay raise

Sleep

Scream whenever and wherever he wants