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every snape moment ever: deathly hallows part ii (07/36)

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Pretty Alan MidJourney Art AI

This AI Art discretion advised

#alan rickman #alan sidney patrick rickman #rickmaniac #midjourney #ai generated #ai art

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Sevy 🥰🥰

every snape moment ever: deathly hallows part i (01/09)

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I Wondered how a younger Severus would of looked-Ai generated using MidJourney- you may use I have no rights to AI art- Young Severus or Young Alan Rickman either way I love the way these came out!!!

#pro snape #black writers #severus snape #rickmaniac #alan rickman #severus snape smut #alan rickman smut #midjourney #ai art #snape fluff #snape imagines #jk rowling

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Ignore me while I positively simp over Severus, how has no student caught feelings. They must be blind!!!

#severus snape #pro snape #snape community #snapedom #harry potter #harry potter fandom #man buns #midjourney #ai art

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Severus Snape modeled in his past life Part One:

Images created by MidJourney with a few editing tweaks. You may use the images if you like! I’ll give the prompts to anyone who is interested!!

#Severus Snape #pro snape #fashion #alt model #snape fanfiction #snape imagines #young severus #midjourney

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Severus Snape x Black!Reader One Shot

Warning: smutty goodness

(Gif is not mine)

Severus Snape was the only man you craved without hesitation, the only man that evoked such a wantonness between your trembling thighs. The only person whose name you uttered on your lips as you touched yourself. As your orgasm washed over you and the slickness of your skin burned. Only he could bring such a feral desire up from beneath your cool tranquil exterior. Shattering every facade of innocence, every barrier of defense you had in your arsenal.

Here now, towering over you, looking you over with a lustful gaze was the arrogant man you loved. Quick tempered, intelligent, secretive, and seductive with a timbre that made your panties moist every time he spoke. Your boss, your former classmate, your closest friend, and the man you made love to whenever you could.

The man at this moment who caused you to grasp at the silk sheets beneath you as he rhythmically pounded into your heat. Kissing your neck and parted lips. Entranced in your aroma and the way a slight frizziness haloed about your head from the edges of your hairline as beads of sweat formed on your forehead and neck.

The slit of your folds that moistened with every thrust, and filthy word uttered from his lips. Lips that cursed, that pleaded, that strung along your name and God’s as he grunted and moaned. As he constantly reminded you how tight you were and how you drove him wild.

The only tether to reality you had was his soft sable strands that brushed across your cheeks, the feel of his strong hands squeezing your thighs, and his weight pressing into you. “Sev….fuck me harder” your voice barely above a whisper as his grip tightened on the headboard.

Abiding your command he lifted himself completely off of you, flipped you over and entered you from behind. Relentless in his assault as he pounded your aching cunt, smacked your ass, and grabbed your breast, twisting your nipples in his fingers.

“I am going to cum soon sweetheart are you close” he leaned over you panting in your ear as he slowly grind his hips forward bringing you almost to delirium. “Yes…yes Sev I am going to cum…fuck” you whimpered looking over your shoulder to his lustful hooded eyes.

He slammed his hips forward, the last of your sight seeping away as an orgasmic pleasure exploded and the glimmering sparks of stars poured into the darkness behind your tightly squeezed eyelids. The sound of him moaning and whimpering your name, like a prayer on his lips as an orgasm of his own followed suit and he collapsed, sated, and blissful. There in the flickering light of the fireplace, the warmth of its simmering flames, the softness of his bed, the pair of you held each other tightly as you both drifted to sleep.

A/n: really short and sweet, and I absolutely love Alan Rickman’s portrayal of Severus Snape.

#black y/n #black writers #black reader #severus snape #pro severus #severus x reader #snapedom #snape smut #snape x oc #severus snape smut #snape fandom #snape imagines #smut #alan rickman #alan rickman fanfiction #naughty #my naughty thoughts

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Fanfiction Authors: HEADS UP

(Non-authors, please RB to signal boost to your author friends!)

An astute reader informed me this morning that one of my fics (Children of the Future Age) had been pirated and was being sold as a novel on Amazon:

(And they weren't even creative with their cover design. If you're going to pirate something that I spent a full year of my life writing, at least give me a pretty screenshot to brag about later. Seriously.)

I promptly filed a DMCA complaint to have it removed, but I checked out the company that put it up -- Plush Books -- and it looks like A LOT of their books are pirated fic. They are by no means the only ones doing this, either -- the fact that """publishers""" can download stories from AO3 in ebook format and then reupload them to Amazon in just a few clicks makes fic piracy a common problem. There are a whole host of reasons why letting this continue is bad -- including actual legal risk to fanfiction archives -- but basically:

IF YOU ARE A FANFIC AUTHOR WITH LONG AND/OR POPULAR WORKS, PLEASE CHECK AMAZON TO SEE IF YOUR STORIES HAVE BEEN PIRATED.

You can search for your fics by title, or by text from the description (which is often just copied wholesale from AO3 as well). If you find that someone has stolen your work and is selling it as their own, you can lodge a DMCA complaint (Amazon.com/USA site; other countries have different systems). If you haven't done this before, it's easy! Here's a tutorial:

HOW TO FILE A COPYRIGHT COMPLAINT FOR STOLEN WORK ON AMAZON.COM:

First, go to this form. You'll need to be signed into your Amazon account.

Select the radio buttons/dropdown options (shown below) to indicate that you are the legal Rights Owner, you have a copyright concern, and it is about a pirated product.

Enter the name of your story in the Name of Brand field.

In the Link to the Copyrighted Work box, enter a link to the story on AO3 or whatever site your work is posted on.

In the Additional Information box, explain that you are the author of the work and it is being sold without your permission. That's all you really need. If you want, you can include additional information that might be helpful in establishing the validity of your claim, but you don't have to go into great detail. You can simply write something like this:

I am the author of this work, which is being sold by [publisher] without my permission. I originally published this story in [date/year] on [name of site], and have provided a link to the original above. On request, I can provide documentation proving that I am the owner of the account that originally posted this story.

In the ASIN/ISBN-10 field, copy and paste the ID number from the pirated copy's URL. You'll find this ten-digit number in the Amazon URL after the word "product," as in the screenshot below. (If the URL extends beyond this number, you can ignore everything from the question mark on.) Once this number has been added, Amazon will pull the product information automatically and add it to the complaint form, so you can check the listing title and make sure it's correct.

Finally, add your contact information to the relevant fields, check the "I have read and accept the statements" box, and then click Submit. You should receive an email confirmation that Amazon has received the form.

Please share this information with your writer friends, keep an eye out for/report pirated works, and help us keep fanfiction free and legally protected!

NOTE: All of the above also applies to Amazon products featuring stolen artwork, etc., so fan artists should check too!

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Louder for the people in the back

Just a not-so-friendly reminder non-POC writers who write reader fics, NOT all of our knuckles can turn white, NOT all of us can run our fingers through our hair, NOT all of us can blush (this one I’m sick of repeating). At the end of the day, if you picture a non-POC while writing your fic then please for the love of EVERYTHING, just tag your fic as WHITE!Reader. It will make it much easier for readers of color, like myself, to know which fics weren’t written with us in mind. Kthanxbai.

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Our flower man looking rather serious

#alan rickman #celebrity crush #young severus #pro snape

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I legit feel old now

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

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Unrelated to fiction but decided to take some shots

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The Harry Potter Fandom in a nutshell

i love the concept of black readers. i love black ocs in fanfiction. i love that there's just some mini spaces for black fans. too much anti-blackness, white-centering, white favorism and lack of care for black fans in fanfiction and fandoms. there's always so little of xblk!readers or blk ocs but i'm so comforted by the fact that there is some readers, ocs, and people i can relate too.

i love that there's so much more people than i thought that don't just relate to me when it comes to culture, but relates to me when it comes to the awareness of fandom and fanfiction anti-black issues.

which is why its always sad bae hours when you realize there's no xblk!reader fics in your fandom, no fics with any black!ocs in your fandom, no black!reader various-fandom collections with your fandom in it, or even barely any black writers in your fandom.

and even when you're the people doing pumping out content for black readers and/or make safe spaces for black fans, it can get so lonely knowing you're one of the only ones.

if that's what happen to you; i hear you loud and clear hun. currently going through that as well. just know there's other black fans that relate to you. the struggles are real but you'll get through it, maybe, eventually. and even if you don't, its okay.

Shout out to all the black fans with no reader fics you'll relate to.

Shout out to all the black fans that keep pushing through the anti-blackness and lack of care for them in the fandom.

Shout out to all the black fans that write xblackreader fics or black oc fics nobody else in your fandom ever does.

Shout out to all the black fans that have no space for other black fans in their fandom.

Shout out to all the black writers or fans that gave up in looking for content for them to relate to, or gave up in creating black!oc or black!reader fanfiction for the sake of themselves and/or others can relate to; you've done well, you deserve as much credit as black fans that currently contribute to black representation in fandoms. you didn't give up, you were tired. and that's okay.

Shout out to all the black fans that moved to another fandom because of the lack of black spaces, black fans or black writers. It's always so tiring and disappointing knowing your old fandom have none of what your new fandom has; but at least in your new fandom you may feel more appreciated and accepted.

black fans and writers deserve to be respected and appreciated.

#x black reader #poc reader #black fanfiction #black fandom #black writers #black readers #we appreciate you black writers

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Beautiful

Hufflepuff aesthetic

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Courage

Kakashi Hatake x Black Reader

A/n: Been inactive due to the passing of my father, this has been a wonderful distraction for me.

Warning: non canonical, a little ooc Kakashi, mentions of bondage, fluff, long, Drabble

Her threads had a sheen of natural oils that made them almost sparkle in the daylight. It had a fragrant lilac, anise, coconut, and shea butter that clung to its strands. She wore fine yellow fabric with floral patterns that made her skin appear to almost glow. She was ethereal with a sense of enigma and danger that reflected playfully in her eyes. Ensnaring her captor’s attention almost to the point of forgetting what he had captured her for.

Kakashi Hatake of The Hidden Leaf Village sat across from her. His exposed eye fixed forward exerting his gaze too forcibly on the vanilla envelope clutched in his hand. Silence passed between them for a few seconds as he recovered himself before he began revealing to her its contents. Deliberate and methodical he spread out several photos of criminals and paused to examine her face. Catching on to what he was attempting to do she crossed her bare legs and dramatically sighed, resigning herself further into her restraints. When suddenly an idea came to her, shifting forward to expose her ample bosom and slick skin she flashed her pearly teeth. Eyes lingering on his face, then slowly trailing down his lean body, to rest on the neatly spread portraits.

“I'm afraid I am not the person you should be talking to” she beamed confidently in her attempt to feign her ignorance. But he was quick and tactful in his response, he stood peering down at her unaffected seemingly annoyed.

“You can make this easy on yourself and tell me what I want to know” he chided. He proceeded to then casually read a book he had recovered from his vest pocket much to her annoyance.

Y/n was never ignored or her advances denied. She was accustomed to getting what she wanted with little effort. But here he was, a man clad in smug arrogance as he smirked beneath his mask. Leaning against the tree behind him beaming with confidence as he peered over the rim of the book to watch as her face contorted in confusion.

“Did you really think a flash of that gorgeous smile would really throw me off my mission?” he quipped triumphantly, crouching down to meet her pouting expression at eye level. Accepting her defeat she relented the last reminisce of her defiance, leaning forward to look closely at the images, searching for any hint of familiarity.

“None of these faces are familiar” she said, curving her lips downward, her eyebrows furrowed. It was true, her village was not as large as the five great nations but large enough. Spread out and wild with unprotected borders that exposed her and her people to constant visitors of all sorts. Most of which blended in and went about unnoticed as they settled there. The Land of Cotton was a merchant village, after all, a traders' port. When most Villages financed themselves through mercenary services (Shinobi for hire) this village paid for its comfort with luxurious cloth, cotton, and other fabrics that were known to that region.

She leaned against the cool bark of the tree behind her folding her legs again and looked off into the distance. A look of disdain on her pretty face as she spoke barely above a whisper, “ I couldn’t tell you even if I did know any of them”. She sat still, her eyes moistening as she turned to face him again, the rim of her eyelids pooled with tears threatening to spill over. Clearly, as he studied her youthful face, committing every feature to memory, he concluded she did know.

Time was of the essence, changing his tactic he reached into the breast pocket of his emerald vest and pulled out a wrinkled photo of himself and three others. The one in the middle with her pink hair smiled gleefully, on the left a dark haired boy angrily looked away. To the right with folded arms and a soured expression on his whiskered face a boy with azure eyes looked in the direction of his black haired companion. She couldn’t tell if it was his loud yellow hair or his adorable whiskers that drew her attention.

“Are these three under you” she inquired her sadden expression slowly leaving her face. Instead it was replaced with a tenderness. An almost maternal affection that rested in her glassy eyes and closed lip smile. Her fingers traced across the smooth surface of the photo slowly.

For a moment he watched her keenly, lost in the curving corners of her beautiful mouth. Paying too much attention again as his fingers, on their own accord, almost reached up to caress her lips. Fingers he now recoiled firmly to his side placing them in his pockets.

“Yes, though at the time they were Genin, they're all grown up now” he replied pridefully. His fingers fidgeted, twisting a coin idly between them as his mind wandered to some old memory. Their training, their hardships, their accomplishments, and each of their dreams. The clear image in his mind of the final valley and his three pupils together again at last. The nostalgia lulled him almost to the point of a daydream for the second time.

The corner of his sable eyes crinkled as a small smile settled on his masked lips. He looked upward towards the floating clouds and then turned slightly towards the direction of the village. Ironclad in his resolve to accomplish his mission. Shaking his ivory locks fervently he turned his attention to the photo she held firmly between her fingers.

“The peace of my village rests on whether or not you can identify one of these people” he broke the serene silence pointing his index finger to the whiskered boy. Drawing her out of her stupor as her mind went adrift also. Her gaze followed his long finger to the child he pointed to lifting her eyes up to meet the stern but affectionate pupil of her captor.

“Becoming Hokage was all he talked about and he finally accomplished his dream, I want to see to it that he has a successful term” he stressed furrowing his exposed brow causing a crease to form on his forehead.

For a moment she was disillusioned and enthralled by the man before her. Peering into the depth of his pleading pupil as she gazed at the paternal affection and desire that rested there. Morphing into an image of a desperate father as he held her gaze.

A terrible ich began to fester in her tied hands and a desire to caress his covered face seemed to swell up her wrist. It twitched as the discomfort moved upward resting in her palms. She hurriedly clasped her hands together pulling her fingers inward to constrict any movement.

After a few moments of silence passed between again he reached out to gently remove the image from her lap. She watched as he delicately placed the photo safely in his breast pocket that rested right above his heart. Tapping it slightly with an almost daze pridefullness as if it were his most prized possession.

A strange fondness that seemed foreign on the shinobi sparked a distant memory. The bellowing laughter of an old man who sat in his old rocking chair, expressive as he spoke fondly about his simple dreams and hopes. “One day I’ll have the strength to travel and I’ll get to see all the places I always wanted to see” he croaked. His wrinkled hands slowly rubbing the fabric of his jeans that cover his bouncing legs.

Her skin dampened with perspiration as her mind wandered off. The wide smile of the old man she loved like a father flashing before her sadden glassy eyes. He was killed by some stranger who was passing through her village one summer evening. One of the criminals displayed before her.

“These people come in and out of our village” she sighed looking forlorn as she tried to gather her courage. Her eyes looking into his once again determined to spare him from the anguish of watching someone he cared about die. Pointing her finger at the most recognizable of the group, the one who killed the man she loved.

Kakashi followed the tip of her slightly trembling finger. Relinquishing the remnants of his restraint and professionalism he clasped her hands in his gloved ones. “Thank you” he whispered, watching as tears streamed down her face and dripped off her chin, landing in the cress of her breast forming a small puddle.

#black y/n #black writers #x black reader #kakashi x poc reader #naruto #anime: naruto #oneshot #kakashi x reader #reader insert #fanfiction #naruto fanfiction #x y/n #plus size reader #insertion

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Saw this on my insta today (it was put by a minor of course) and I just wanna say it's not that hard to skip and respect the writer when they tell minors not to read. And it's not only cause of explicit content but also cause we are uncomfortable knowing that people 15 and below are reading the 18+ stuff and sometimes writers obviously let their imagination out and can write really detailed and explicit stuff that aren't meant for minors. So please respect the writer when they say MDNI!! It's not that hard there are other stuff you can read so please read that.

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All minors and ageless blogs will be blocked!!!

My Page MY!!!!!! RULES!!!!!!!!!

The best thing to do in on pages like these are to set ground rules. Boundaries are healthy people.😘 And respecting boundaries is wonderful.

1. NO MINORS!!! Kiddies get outta here. My page is an adult space for adults only 18 and up ONLY💜!!!!! If i find out a minor is on my page ill block you. Respecting clear boundaries is a sign of maturity and if you cant respect towards the person setting the boundary.

2. This is a safe space for black people so all my Yn's are automatically black. Simple. Any complaints will be met with a block, no time for haters.

2.5 Unless stated otherwise all my Yn's will be fat. Im using this word specifically its not an inherently bad word. Its not the only word ill use but im going to be upfront about it. I love p.us size Yn😍😍😍😍😍

3. Since im pansexual my page is for the ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🏳️‍🌈 🏳️‍⚧️. Rainbow mafia represent 🕵🏿!! And hey if i write something offensive or insensitive (there will be a time im not perfect) please point it out to me. Homophones and transphobes will be immediately blocked, i dont have the time or patience for it, put that energy into a job or something.

4. I will do my best to tag my work, and put content warnings when applicable. Any and all trigger warnings will be put as such.

5. I like suggestions but i dont give into demands. If i write any suggestions or asks ill give credit where credit is due.

6. Unless a specic age is stated everyone in my writing is 21 and over.

7. Im here for a good time, a real good time. 🥵😈🔥