#i have a soft spot for young sevy

[mrs-snape5984]

“There is no other love, it's only yours…”

“You're all I want, all I love…” (“You’re all I want” by Cigarettes after Sex)

Yesterday I had a really rough day. It didn’t just feel like one of my regular “PEM-Crash-Days” (PEM = post-exertional malaise = the worsening of symptoms after crossing the boundaries of my condition, due to my disease ME/CFS). The whole day was also coated in a thick layer of sadness and grief…an emotional turmoil, which I could only barely endure. Well…mixing these feelings with another wave of fever and pain, seasoned with the incapacity of tolerating screen time, adding the suffocating sensation of loneliness….et voilà! The perfect recipe for a day in hell was created! 🙄

In order to cope with my emotions, I found myself drowning in my fantasies of teenage Severus and my undeniably self-inserted OC Jules…rewriting one of their short fictional scenes. Again, Severus was tormented by his own insecurities, getting carried away in self-loathing. I don’t know, how many times I’ve already written scenes like these. Jules encourages Severus to stay resilient, praising him for all those traits, which he only identifies as his flaws and weaknesses. But for Jules, there’s so much beauty, so much strength in his imperfections. She’s making his blemishes look like the most loveable attributes of Severus’ personality with her passionate speech.

When I wrote this little scene, I recognised something: I already knew, that I’m identifying myself a lot with Severus…but Jules’ words of encouragement and consolation to her beloved friend Sevy…well, they’re are also things, I would crave to hear for myself (how pathetic, huh?!). But since I’m struggling immensely with the acceptance of my own insecurities and fears, I’m not able to reassure myself of my own worth. It’s just not on the table for me!

So…I’ll just keep on telling Severus in my stories, that he deserves nothing less than the whole world…and that Jules will always try to make him feel loved and cared for. She will never stop to compare his flaws with her own weaknesses by explaining to him, how perfectly they’re matching. Jules will never grow tired to assure Severus, that his cynicism is the perfect complement to her sense of sarcasm. For the Slytherin girl, it's a clear sign for Sevy’s extremely high intellect, which is also something, that she adores about her friend. In Jules’ eyes, his bitterness mirrors a form of hypersensitivity, a characteristic, which she knows so well from herself. That’s why she’s acting so empathetically with Severus, whenever he’s suffering with his life…and Jules is convinced, that sharing those feelings will make them less unbearable! The girl even praises Severus’ stubbornness by telling him, that she’s enjoying every good and intelligent argument with him to clear the air between them. All together, Severus’ imperfections are pure perfection to the hopelessly devoted (and obviously love-struck 😅) girl.

I’m aware of the overdramatic nature and the unnecessary fluffiness of my short stories, but that’s the reason, why I’m writing them for my eyes only. It’s my form of a coping mechanism…the only way of allowing myself some kind of self-assurance and comfort…through Severus!

Some time ago, I found an artist here on tumblr, who made me fall head over heels for her tender style of drawing my beloved dungeon bat. Especially an artwork of her interpretation of the younger Snape made my heart ache with longing for him, so of course, I just had to commission @pssherri for an illustration of Severus and my OC Jules in their teenage years.

Sonja, you did an amazing job with this project and I can’t express, how grateful I am for your kindness and the dedication to your profession! It was a pleasure to cooperate with you on this idea of mine and I hope, you’ll be open to work on more of my requests some day. Thank you for everything, my dear!

🖤Severus & Julia🖤

🖤Sevy & Jules🖤

[mrs-snape5984]

Beautiful artwork! 😍😍🖤

‘Who would have thought you knew such Dark Magic? Who taught you that spell?’

— Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

[mrs-snape5984]

“To you, my heart I surrender…”

“And I can't count the times, I stayed awake pretending you were mine…” (“My heart I surrender” by I Prevail)

About one year ago, I decided to give tumblr a go for the first time in my life. With my “old” age of almost 40 years, I was afraid of being a grandma in this whole social networking thing. But, damn, I would have never expected, what I’ve actually found here, in our beloved Snapedom: I found the kindest, sweetest and most understanding people, which I would never thought, they’d exist! I found friends!

For more than 20 years, I only lived my immutable love for Severus Snape in my own heart, mind and home. But since I decided to share my thoughts, my sorrows and my devotion to my precious dungeon bat on my blog, I got overwhelmed by the positivity and interest people offered to me.

One of these lovely souls is my friend @exlibrisseverus. Ellie, you surprised me with this beautiful artwork of Severus and my OC Jules and I can’t stress enough, how grateful I am for your friendly gesture. I love the way, you made the love and trust between these two tormented souls become palpable. And OH…MY…GOSH, his cute ass makes me want to squeeze, pinch and bite it all at once! 🫠😅

Ellie, please take my apologies for this uncommonly short post of mine, but I’m struggling a lot with typing and accepting screen time, lately (yep…ME/CFS is a bitch 🥺). Nevertheless, I wanted to thank you for everything and share this mesmerising piece of art with the community of Snapedom�� my safe space!

🖤Severus & Jules🖤

🖤Sevy & Jules🖤

[mrs-snape5984]

„In the dark of night, those faces, they haunt me…“

„I wish you were so close to me. Yes, I wish your were by my side…“ („By my side“ by INXS)

I’ve always had a special soft spot for Severus in his teenage years. This way too skinny, raven-haired boy with his adorably crooked nose and those beautiful - and yet so sad - obsidian eyes never failed to trigger some kind of an overprotective goddess of revenge in my heart.

There are nights, in which I‘m drowning in my thoughts about Sevy…writing my stories for him. My OC Jules (totally self-inserted…I admit it!) allows him to show his vulnerabilities in her presence. She’s protecting and defending him….in every aspect of his life.

This man deserves some love, respect and comfort…and that’s, what we all in our beloved Snapedom are granting him.

Some time ago, I’ve read a poem by Amanda Lovelace, which reminded me of the consolation and comfort, I’d wanted to give to Severus. I want to share it with you (please ignore my scribble…that’s exactly the reason, why I’m commissioning art from all the incredibly talented artists of Snapedom 😅):

The artwork on top of this post was a gift from my friend @exlibrisseverus and I love everything about it! The whole mood in your beautiful drawing makes my heart aching for Severus…makes me wanting to fix the whole goddamn world for him.

@exlibrisseverus, you’re a gem of a human soul and I’m beyond grateful that I was allowed to get to know you better. Your resilience and your strength are - just like Severus’s - extremely inspiring to me, my friend and I hope, that you will stay in touch with me! 🖤🥹 Thank you so much for each kind word, for each recommendation and of course for this stunning piece of art!

🖤Sevy & Jules🖤

🖤Severus & Julia🖤

[mrs-snape5984]

“I will love you unconditionally…”

“Come just as you are to me, don't need apologies. Know that you are worthy!” (“Unconditionally” by Katy Perry)

Feathers. Feathers everywhere. The teenagers were panting heavily from their previous childish pillow-fight, staring at each other with red, sweaty faces. But something about the whole mood seemed to change…shifting into something else…something unfamiliar. The sudden tension between Severus and Julia became palpable, wavering in thick air. His voice cut the awkward silence between them. “What is this all about, Jules?” Brushing the cheeky strand of hair - which seemed to have a life on its own…always falling over his left eye - out of his face, Severus glanced at her, narrowing his eyes. He didn’t know, what to think about her latest antics. Would she be the next person, who would abandon him? He knew it…he shouldn’t have gotten too attached to her….he shouldn’t have allowed her to break through his walls. “You’re pathetic, Severus!”, he scolded himself internally, coursing his heart for this feeling of hope, that he had given permission to grow in his chest. “You should have known better than that.”

“Sevy, I…”, her voice broke mid sentence, when she recognised the familiar expressions of annoyance and disappointment in his face. No…this was not supposed to happen! This was the moment, when Julia knew, that she couldn’t hold herself back anymore. She couldn’t lose him! Her friend! Her companion through thick and thin! Taking a deep breath, Julia took his hand in hers and revealed her deepest feelings for him. It was now or never!

“Sevy, from the very first moment, when I've seen you in the Great Hall...this way too skinny, raven haired boy with his adorably crooked nose and those beautiful - and yet so sad - obsidian eyes...l've been fallen head over heels for you!”, she blurted out…feeling her heart beating up to her throat. There was no way back for her now, that was for sure.

“Jules…what…”, but before Severus could react to her blunt confession, Julia stopped him from talking, shaking her head vigorously. “Listen to me, Sevy! Let me explain this to you. It’s…it’s your soul!”, she stuttered nervously, stumbling over her own words.

“Your soul has always seemed to be surrounded by some kind of magnetic field, Sevy. And my poor soul is constantly lingering on it…desperately trying to get attached to yours.” Julia’s cheeks went scarlet, but it was too late…she couldn’t stop herself from confessing her feelings to her best friend anymore.

“I’m like a goddamn moth…”, she uttered nervously, “and you…you’re the light! I…I can’t help myself…you…you’re all, I can think about!”

„I am…the light?“ Severus was speechless. Never would he have considered himself as a light…and especially not as a light to someone! But he couldn’t say anything further to his best friend‘s confession…not since Julia just didn’t stop talking!

„I don't expect anything from you, Severus. My love for you is…unconditionally…and…undeniably.“, she continued with her flow of words. This wasnt new to Severus, he knew Julia’s habit of losing herself in an endless stream of rhapsody over the most random things. But he had never expected to become the subject of her rambling speech…and she still didn’t come to an end!

„I will find you inside your own darkness, Severus...no matter, where you are…no matter, where you’re hiding yourself from the world! I want to be the light, that leads you home. I will break through the cage, you've built around yourself. And I won't ever let you go!“, declared Julia boldly before she interrupted herself, holding her breath. Suddenly, there was only one thought left in her mind: “Oh no…what have I done?!”

This was a little snippet from one of my more innocent stories, which I’m writing in my sleepless nights in order to cope with my own situation…and gosh, I’m so fucking nervous to share this with you all for the very first time.

Even though I’m someone, who always seemed to be quite self-confident towards others, I’m only a very insecure and overly sensitive person on the inside. My whole life, there was always one thought in the back of my head: What if I’m not good enough? What if I’m nothing but a failure?

And since I’m struggling with this cruel disease ME/CFS, which completely cuts me off from the life, I’ve used to known…my insecurities and vulnerabilities are growing even deeper. So, this is a sign of trust, you wonderful people of Snapedom! I’m trusting you with a tiny piece of my heart…a tiny piece of my true self.

My friend, the wonderfully talented artist @snake-queen7, drew this beautiful artwork of Sevy and Jules in the middle of their pillow-fight….and you did a fantastic job, my dear! Thank you for letting my fantasies come to life…for allowing me to feel alive again through your excellent art!

🖤Sevy & Jules🖤

🖤Severus & Julia🖤

[mrs-snape5984]

Oh, he’s so precious! 🖤

local unshowered slytherin

lol I miss drawing the boy

[mrs-snape5984]

You and me against the world…

Oh, this lightened up my mood so perfectly! It’s just Sevy & Jules…still bruised from another fight with the Marauders. They will always have each other’s back…

(And yes…Jules made the flower crowns for them…Severus “accepted” them with a slightly embarrassed smirk…but he loves her quirkiness. 😅)

I needed this today.

🖤Severus & Julia🖤

🖤Sevy & Jules🖤

[mrs-snape5984]

“I used to be a little boy…so old in my shoes….”

“The bitterness of one who's left alone….ooh, the years burn…” (“Disarm” by The Smashing Pumpkins)

My bestie Miri surprised me today with this beautiful drawing of Severus, who’s gifting his mother some flowers for Mother’s Day (which takes place today in Germany). She knows, that I have an immense soft spot for Sevy in his younger years. He triggers my inner “overprotective goddess of revenge”, who wants to save this boy from harm at any costs.

Thinking about Severus and his hardships of his childhood and teenage years, makes me realise, how much I miss my job since I’m struggling with ME/CFS. I’m a pedagogue, who used to work as a social worker at the government office for youth welfare…and damn, I’ve seen a lot of terrible things. And yet, I still miss my professional self…with all my duties and responsibilities.

I hope, that one day, I’ll be able to look into the mirror and see this woman again….the intelligent, interesting and caring person, who I’ve been before this disease made me become nothing else but this shadow of myself.

Thank you so much for this amazing artwork, my sweet friend! 🖤🥹

[ashdreams2023]

Hello again! I was wondering if you still do requests and if so, can I request a Severus x reader but platonic? Like we've all read Sev being like a guardian of sorts to students but what if reader is like the prof that cares for Sev when he was a student? Like Severus' favorite teacher is reader cause not only is she smart and teaches well but she has a soft spot for Sevy and is one of the profs that punishes the marauders every time she catches them bothering Snape. Snape can see her as a mother figure that even up to the point that Sev actually became a teacher he still goes to her for his problems and she just babies him lol. (Reader was once the youngest teacher to teach in Hogwarts before Snape took that role)

Alright alright gonna do this now!

Platonic Severus snape x fem reader

All my respect

Severus had a rocky relationship with adults from a very young age that’s for sure, his home life and neighborhood left little in his faith for grown ups.

It was a rocky two first years when he couldn’t even trust his head of house let alone another professor, he felt uncomfortable if he had to seek his head of house for help, he preferred to suffer in silence, even if it meant having to sit in aching bruises from his bullies until he learned how to brew a cooling balm.

No one did a thing to genuinely help him, no one, he hated how everyone overlooked him, how They saw him just as a weird kid who others avoid for no reason but that they didn’t understand him.

That continued until his third year, after a brutal beating from Sirius and his wand almost snapping in half, he remembers it very clearly he was sitting in the hall feeling the entire world was against him.

Then you came, young looking and worried, at the time you were only 28 years of age, he knew you were the new hired substitute professor for charms.

He expected to be scolded and sent to his dorm but instead you kneeled down and without even asking a question tended to his injuries self, he flinched when you first touched his face but that didn’t stop you from applying some healing balm and checking his medical chart with your wand.

He was speechless to say the least, no one ever cared this much about him…even his mother…

"Tell me who did this to you and I don’t want any lies little boy" you tried to sound firm but he could tell you were still panicked about his state and what you saw on his medical charm, he was a scrawny malnourished boy "you can tell me, you’re not gonna be in trouble I promise"

Next thing he knows points have been deducted from the lions and he’s all healed up. Although that still didn’t make him trust you that easily.

But it kept happening, you stopped whoever was bothering him, looked out for him when he seemed a little off and much more, you didn’t rest until you got the marauders suspended from hogwarts for a whole semester because of that idiot and deadly prank.

You scolded him still but always with a gentle hand checking if he’s hurt or hiding an injury like he sometimes did.

"One of these days you will kill me with a heart attack!"

"They started it!"

Heck you even helped him get some rare plants for his potion making and recommended him to higher education, even after he messed up and used that awful name, you believed him, you saw the good in him and stood by his side.

He can thank you a million times but he still feels like it isn’t enough, even now at 35 of age, you’re 50 and still working in the same school.

He comes to you for guidance, he has tea with you every other day and you sit there smiling fondly as he complains and rants about his day, just like the little boy you once knew.

"With all my respect to you mother but these kids are insufferable" it takes him a minute to realize what he just said and he blushes crazily but you chuckle.

"Oh please, you’re the son I never birthed"

Severus sighs still blushing slightly from embarrassment "Isn’t it too late for me to call my professor mum?" He used sarcasm to hide his embarrassment.

You sipped your tea and leaned back on your chair "I remember when you were just a little lad, sneaking around to brew your outrageous potions and getting burned then coming back to me with a pout and tear stained eyes demanding I give you my cooling balm"

He smirked crossing his arms "I can make it myself now, I don’t need to be babied anymore"

"Oh? So you don’t your favorite tea cup?" She laughed softly.

Severus frowned dropping his arms, his tea cup, the one you bought specially for him because the design reminded you of a cauldron, it was childish and looked out of place in your neatly organized cabin with all the good China sets.

But he still went for it, he wouldn’t pick that one round tea cup and take it for himself, you would tease him about needing a grown up one but he would defend himself saying he would do just fine with this one.

"Well, good to know some things just don’t change sevy"

"Don’t call me that I’m a grown adult! I’m taller than you!"

"Whatever helps you sleep at night sevy" fighting you was useless, he should’ve known better but he always felt light, he breathed out and let a small smile creep on his lips.

[mrs-snape5984]

His nose… 🫠🖤 I’m so weak for him.

[ironinkpen]

Any good fic recs for dad might? I'm always a wreck for found family and its just so goooood

hell fuckin YEAH you came to the right nerd anon

Ongoing:

Yesterday Upon The Stair by PitViperOfDoom (405k) - A quirk!Izuku fic where Izuku has a quirk that lets him see ghosts. This fic is really just a total fucking legend. Features lots of Dad Might being concerned about his spooky son. There was a scene in a recent chapter that took my breath away, god

Bloom In Winter by e_va (132k) - In which Hisashi Midoriya is a villain (and a dick) and Izuku is forced at a young age to help him and the organization he’s part of with their evil plans. I literally can’t emphasize how much I love this fic already. The characterization is awesome and the villains are so hateable, it’s amazing. Also comes with a bonus heap of Dadzawa.

Burn Your Wings by oWhiteKiwibird (136k) - Izuku inherits both of his parents’ quirks but swears to become a hero without ever using his father’s power after what he did to him and his mother. When All Might swoops in and offers him another quirk, it’s the chance of a lifetime. This fic is. So good. And has such a good message about moving past trauma and saving others without destroying yourself. (warning for child abuse!)

Ne Plus Ultra by ItsClydeBitches (48k) - A drabble collection about All Might, Aizawa, and the 20 students they’re coparenting. All the chapters are super cute, but if you want Toshinori with Izuku specifically, I’d check out chapters 3, 5, 22, 27, and 30 (psssst read chapter 19 too)

A beacon in the dark by NohaIjiachi (302k) - Izuku goes blind when he’s four, but slowly learns that he’s maybe not as sightless - or as quirkless - as he thought. Just. A fantastic fic. So fun. There’s a little romance in it (it’s TodoDeku, if it matters to you) but I’d say the bulk of the fic focuses on Izuku and Dad Might, and beautifully, too. Also, it’s illustrated! Make sure to read the notes at the end of chapter 15 :)

Complete:

Dis(associate) by BeyondTheClouds777 (283k) - Izuku is born with a quirk that lets him “dissociate” from his body. He thinks it’s a useless at first, but it starts surprising him (and everyone around him). This fic is full of Dad Might and is exciting and fun and just! amazing please read it!!!!

Stickers and Stars by aloneintherain (1.9k) - Izuku gets deaged and All Might has to watch him. This fic gave me a cavity.

Dear Mr All Might by QuizzicalCrow (5.9k) - After a classroom conversation about fanmail, Toshinori tracks down the fanmail his students sent him as kids. And finds a series of letters he can only appreciate the significance of now. Too cute.

Affectionate by Sevi007 (2.5k) - Toshinori spends a relaxed night with his students and doles out some affection. Soft fic. The softest of fics.

If I’m losing again, quiet me down by Sevi007 (8.6k) - After the fight with Stain, Izuku hits his emotional limit. Luckily his teacher’s always there to help him pick himself back up. Hit me with that supportive All Might god damn

Breaking It Down by Sevi007 (3.8k) - Izuku has a nightmare and Toshinori comes to the rescue. I am a sucker for the “character A has a nightmare and character B comforts them” trope so this hits all sorts of happy spots for me lmao

The best cure by Sevi007 (4.7k) - Toshinori and Izuku deal with injuries, years apart. I just. Really love Sevi’s fics okay

Call by Clarobell (1.4k) - Toshinori gets a call in the middle of the night and assumes the worst, but it turns out he didn’t need to worry. Featuring some rowdy kids and their good ass dad.

Growing Pains by LordofLies (5.8k) - Izuku wakes up and sees things a little differently (pun intended). 

Growing Pains by teaandtumblr (1.4k) - Izuku is in pain and Dad Might freaks out and it’s cute. It’s so cute. what the fuck

One Phone Call Away by saltandburnit (5.2k) - Toshinori gets a terrifying phone call and Izuku just wants some comfort. This fic’ll hurt you but everything works out I promise!!

Hold by BeyondTheClouds777 (1.3k) - Toshinori holds on, and so does Izuku.

A Shared Consequence by GuardianLioness (2k) - The cold is a bitch when it comes to old injuries. Toshinori realizes that Izuku knows that too well. Dutiful son takes care of pointy skeleton dad.

Lullaby by Miilky (.5k) - A phone call before the provisional exams. A cute little snapshot.

Ikelos by likestoimagine (2.9k) - Toshinori wakes up in the middle of the night to find Izuku on the dorm couch. Platonic cuddling is best cuddling.

Growing Like You by Guardian Lioness (2k) - Izuku starts having trouble staying on his feet during training and Toshinori offers some insight as to why. Short and hella sweet.

Tie Yourself Together by The_Button_Harlequin (.5k) - All Might helps Izuku tie his tie. But the tie is also a metaphor for emotional stability. 

Secret Bentos by DreamingQueen (4.7k) - Toshinori starts finding bentos on his desk. #LetThisSkeletonManEat2k18

NIghtmares by DreamingQueen (4.2k) - Set in the same ‘verse as Secret Bentos. Izuku has a rough night. #GiveThisBoyAHug2k18

Those are all the ones I can think of right now but I’ll probably add to this later! And hey,,, if anyone has any recs,,,,,,,

[gregellner]

Cover by Tula Lotay. 

Today I’ll be reviewing “All-Star Batman” issue 7, “Ends of the Earth, Part 2,” by Scott Snyder and Tula Lotay, published by DC Comics.

I’ll admit, I’m not always a fan of Scott Snyder’s take on Batman, and go back and forth depending upon a given plot. His Joker stories tend to leave a bad taste in my mouth, but the rise and fall of Mister Bloom, including the new Batman, was an interesting turn of events. Therefore, I didn’t know what to expect coming into this issue. Thankfully, I was pleasantly surprised.

Snyder’s depiction of Dr. Pamela Isley, better known by her identity as Poison Ivy, is spot on. Unlike most of Batman’s villains, it’s extremely hard to call her insane, even by the very loose definition put forth by Gotham City’s infamous Arkham Asylum. She has a precise moral code, one that admittedly puts her easily into the role of bio-terrorist more than once, and with good reason on the part of her victims, given her decided lack of concern for most adult human beings. Due to her abusive relationship with her father, she has a high level of compassion for young children in particular. However, aside from that one stipulation and her few friends outside of it, her ideas of right and wrong are heavily tied to the Green, the elemental force of plant life in the DC universe. In fact, she is even more tightly connected to them in her morality than the Green’s own avatar, the Swamp Thing.

Batman’s behavior is also a treat. He proves himself to be a master actor in how he can deceive Ivy, whilst also asking for her help. His story about Lilith Seguro, along with his deceiving manner of telling it, shows his understanding of Ivy’s mentality. Still, this issue is more her story than his. I do however have to wonder what the green lights on his Batsuit were actually for: were they an antitoxin projector, a modification of his “Haz-Batsuit” from the “Justice League” arc “The Amazo Virus,” or something else? Regardless, it isn’t particularly important.

I have to admit, I laughed at the scene wherein Dr. Isley took control of the shopkeeper. His last words were especially funny, given he says exactly what she does, word for word, including insulting himself.

The villains of this issue were rather intriguing. The last I remember happening with the Blackhawk Program, they had been seen in their own comic, in mid-2012. A five-year absence is quite noticeable, which makes me wonder whether they have been controlled by Mother Machine’s remnants since, if any exist. Given they were supposedly a heroic paramilitary organization, is this a sign of a turn to villainy, another group using their name, or an outright false-flag operation?

I’ve always been a big fan of alternative technologies, so the high-tech gadgetry used by the Blackhawk Program interested me. Their “quantum stealth” technology seems to be able to fool a wide variety of technological scanners, but Ivy’s connection to the mystical Green seems able to override their invisibility. Their “transuranic” incorporated into their net that they used in an attempt to hold down Ivy for death by immolation shows the scientific bent to their work even further, as well as an intensely dangerous level of technology at work. “Transuranic” elements, or as they are better known, “transuranium elements,” are those with higher atomic numbers than 92 (that of uranium), and are highly radioactive. Is the method that they hoped to contain Poison Ivy tied to an attempt to give her radiation poisoning before she can adapt her physiology to fight it off? It’s an intelligent move from a tactical perspective, but nonetheless very immoral and environmentally irresponsible.

I last saw Tula Lotay’s artwork on the covers of the “Tomb Raider” comic run by Dark Horse Comics through the work of Mariko Tamaki and Phillip Sevy, taking place after the “Rise of the Tomb Raider” video game. As such, I didn’t know what to expect from her as a key artist. Suffice to say, her artwork, both on the cover and within the issue, was absolutely perfect. The soft colors and might I say “splashier” method of using them felt very natural, meshing very well with a nature-based issue. When Ivy is using her powers, the colors seem to flow around her skin, giving her both an unearthly feel and one that fits right at home at the same time. The art does very good work in portraying the natural manipulation parts of her powers even without her having to say a thing.

The use of her latest outfit, which fit well for a scenario that takes place in the borderline lifeless Death Valley, was a great compromise between the plant-based outfits for which she is most famous and a more traditional cloth attire, with the tank top and tight pants working well together. Admittedly, the high heels seem a bit much for someone as close to earth as she is, but I suppose beggars can’t be choosers. A particularly interesting note is the dirt on her hands and wrists, something that is often ignored when facing a character like her, who would be deeply tied not only to the greenery of plant life, but also the dirt from which it flows.

One part that I found amusing is the fact that the dirt across her eyes seems to work akin to a domino mask, making her seem to look akin to one of Batman’s Robins or their later identities, rather than one of his on-and-off antagonists. This stipulation further emphasizes how she is actually on his side for this issue.

Another reason why the natural parts of the art work so well is the use of glow to showcase what is not natural. Ivy’s eyes glow green when using her powers, which delve straight into the supernatural. On the other hand, the technologies of the Blackhawk Program and Batman himself each have their own glow, showing how they don’t quite fit into the natural world, and impose their own order upon it.

On the whole, this story was excellent at demonstrating Batman’s relationship with yet another of his common foes, in particular because the issue is primarily from her perspective, rather than his own.

[mrs-snape5984]

“I promise you're enough, you're enough, you're enough…”

“These little words, somehow they're changing us. (…) So we let our shadows fall away like dust…” (“You’re enough” by Sleeping At Last)

My bestie Miri sent me a snippet of a drawing, she’s working on for me…and I’m in love! She knows, that I have a special soft spot for Severus in his younger years (he’s triggering my inner, overprotective goddess of revenge)…but damn, Baby Sevy wakes the same feelings in me, which I only felt for my own children before.

All I want is to take this little guy into my arms and letting him feel safe and loved. “You’re enough, Severus.” I wished, he had heard these words at least once in his life.

Miri, my beloved friend, I don’t know, if you might be mad at me for sharing this cutie pie with Snapedom, the world, I’m feeling safe in. But I’m always so grateful and it lightens up my darkness, when you’re gifting me these precious drawings. I love you and you’ll always be enough for me just the way, you are. You’re an amazing friend and I don’t know, how I could ever show you, how much you mean to me….especially since I’m so restrained by the confines of my disease. I’m sorry, if I’m not the bestie, you deserved to have…I wished, I could do better.

[mrs-snape5984]

“It's true that I was made for you…”

“All of these lines across my face tell you the story of who I am. So many stories of where I've been and how I got to where I am. But these stories don't mean anything, when you've got no one to tell them to…” (“The Story” by Sara Ramírez)

“Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi"…these are the words, which are engraved on the Mirror of Erised. Reading it reversed, it becomes "I show not your face but your heart's desire"…and damn, this sentence couldn’t be more true.

I caught myself countless times contemplating about this magical artefact…and I know exactly, what I would perceive in there. My desire would be divided into three different parts.

I would see Sevy and Jules in their last year at Hogwarts. They’re close to their graduation and their whole promising future is still ahead of them. They’ve found their soulmates in each other…with trust as deep as the sea and love as strong as death.

But when my life with Severus would be one of these three parts - and certainly the biggest one of all - what would the other two parts look like? Well, the answer to this question is an easy one: They’re young…and they’re healthy. And yes, this might sound pathetically stupid, but I’m mourning my youth and I’m definitely drowning in grief over a life in health.

Maybe it’s just some random appearance of a midlife crisis, since I’ll turn 40 this year, but I’d do so many things differently if I could turn back time. And as the most important thing, I would advise my younger self to be more gentle, more lovingly with herself. You can’t save everyone around you…so turn your back on those people, whose only purpose is to hurt you by taking advantage of your good heart…and save yourself! Love yourself! Allow yourself the same amount of love, which you’re willing to offer to others. You are worthy of love, respect and happiness! I’d say the same things to Severus, so I guess, this connection is the reason for my special soft spot for his younger self.

For those of you, who know my previous posts, I don’t have to explain my wish for health. To put it briefly: ME/CFS is a cruel bitch! This disease has destroyed my life and made my entire existence a nightmare. I don’t want to go into detail this time….my former posts have been whiny enough and I don’t want to bother anyone with my misery.

For this stunning artwork of my actual self, longing for my deepest desires in front of the Mirror of Erised, I only wanted one particular artist to make my dream come true. @sleepybradipo, you have outdone yourself with this heart wrenching piece of art! When I had this idea in my mind, I just knew, that I wanted to see it in your unique, tender style. Your kindness and your love for details - like the little tattoo on my ring finger - have brought me some soothing warmth and comfort to my troubled heart and soul. Thank you for every message, for every sweet word and for the way, you’ve let me participate in the process of creating this beautiful drawing. You’re a gem of a human soul, my dear. 🫂🥹

Oh, and take a look at my very own Mirror of Erised. Who’s making his appearance in there? 😍 It has always been him…since 21 years, it’s only Severus. Undeniably. Unconditionally. Always. 🖤

🖤Severus & Julia🖤

🖤Sevy & Jules🖤

[mrs-snape5984]

„You look beautiful undone…and my heart's connected.“

„We learn the most when we least expect it. We learn the most when we break in two. (…) It's the cracks that let the light shine through…“ („Beautiful Undone” by Laura Doggett)

“Her hands were brushing a strand of his silky hair out of his face and in this exact moment, Julia’s whole existence got just one purpose: She would always protect this way too skinny, raven-haired boy with his adorably crooked nose and those beautiful - and yet so sad - obsidian eyes!”

This is a tiny snippet from one of my stories, which I’m only writing in order to cope with my own pain. I guess, I won’t ever be bold enough to share them publicly and my friend @vulnus-sanare has the duty to burn my laptop as soon as I’ll be gone one day (even though she threatened me to share my dirty work with the people in our beloved Snapedom).

But this little snippet fits perfectly with the amazing artwork, which my friend, the extremely gifted @snake-queen7 drew for me.

I’ve always had a soft spot for Severus in his younger years. All I’d wanted was to keep this boy safe from harm, making him feel loved and cared for…because this is exactly, what he deserved!

In my stories, Jules is Sevy’s friend, his lover, his protector, his guardian angel, his saviour, his powerful goddess of revenge. And to be honest, you don’t have to be a psychologist to understand, where this is coming from. Julia’s strength and her determination to make the world a better place for her beloved Severus are rooted in my own feelings of helplessness and despair.

My reality with ME/CFS couldn’t be more different from my stories. I feel trapped. Trapped in my own diseased and disabled body…trapped in my room….trapped in my darkness…trapped in a life, in which I don’t feel appreciated anymore.

I’m feeling more and more like a useless piece of furniture, which someone has hidden in a dark chamber. Still good enough to keep it, even though it’s not in plain sight…or at least not bad enough to waste it eventually.

Where’s my light? Where’s my saviour? Where’s my way out of this hell? I guess, it’s just like Severus has said: “Well, it may have escaped your notice,but life isn’t fair!” (“Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix”)

I’ve always loved Severus for his resilience, his stubborn determination and strength. Since 21 years, he’s not only my comfort character and the love of my life…he’s my role model, my inspiration to keep on going…to keep on living.

So, I’m clinging to him and to all the things, I’m using in order to cope with my misery: I’m a loving mother of three wonderful children. I have a handful amazing friends with a deep understanding of my grief and despair, but who also appreciate my dry humour and my sarcasm. I’m still capable of pouring out my feelings onto paper, creating something beautiful in my stories. And I’m full of gratitude for the artists of Snapedom, who are helping me to bring my creative ideas to life with their art.

And that’s exactly, what you have done for me with this delightful piece of art, @snake-queen7! Thank you for giving me some comfort and peace for my troubled heart and soul by drawing Sevy and Jules again. You are wonderful and I appreciate not only your outstanding art, but also your kindness and compassion. Thank you for everything! 🥹

🖤Sevy & Jules🖤

🖤Severus & Julia🖤

[mrs-snape5984]

“Did I save you? 'Cause I know you saved me too!”

“If you cried out for more, if you reached out for me, I would run into the storm, just to keep you here with me.” (“Song #3” by Stone Sour)

When I fell head over heels for Severus Snape, 21 years ago, a repeating pattern emerged in my life: He was always by my side, accompanied me through these years with all my ups and downs. But when I’m struggling with the most traumatic experiences, my mind is shutting down completely…leaving only space for Severus.

In these times, I’m clinging on Severus as if I’d be drowning without him….and this is probably exactly what would happen to me, if I hadn’t Severus as my safe haven in my heart and in my mind! It’s his resilience…his stoic and stubborn determination…his bravery, that keeps me focused on my own destiny…that keeps me determined to stay alive.

I must admit, that I’m struggling hardly with my current situation. Being captured in my weak self…only allowed to live a life in the darkness of my little room…makes me want to break out of this nightmare.

My life before ME/CFS wasn’t the easiest…it was a real “shit show” in some ways, but there were and are also things, that I never wanted to miss out. But it’s getting harder to keep these things vivid for me…everything is slowly fading away.

I miss my life as it was before this goddamn disease ME/CFS destroyed everything for me! I miss my job as a social worker…I miss being active with my three amazing children…I miss reading books and watching movies, whenever I wanted to do it (not only every few weeks or actually months, when I dare to risk falling into another crash for this little piece of joy)…I miss driving my car…I miss leaving my house without someone on my side, who needs to guide me (my disorientation, caused by noises, lights and motions, is a real pain in the ass!!!!)…I miss being touched by another person without screaming internally from pain…I miss making my own decisions!! I miss myself!

Severus saved me from going insane in so many different traumatic situations before….and I really hope, that I’ll be able to keep on counting on him forever…because right now, it’s getting almost unbearable to stay alive.

So, I’ll keep on doing the little things, which are currently saving me from drowning in my darkest, dangerous thoughts. I’ll keep on trying to be a good mother, even though I can only do it in my restricted space. I’ll keep on talking or texting to my few friends, even though it’s almost impossible for me to talk on some days. And I’ll keep on clinging on Severus, writing my own words for him in so many ways.

I have a real soft spot for young Severus. My imaginations of saving him…protecting him…defending him are helping me to believe in my own strength. I would do anything to save him…just the way, I’m trying to be saved by him from my own misery.

I’ve commissioned the extremely talented @sleepybradipo for this beautiful artwork of Sevy and Jules, stealing some kisses in the back of the library (Jules doesn’t have any self-control when it’s about Severus 😅).

@sleepybradipo, I’m so weak for your smooth style of drawing Severus, especially in his teenage years. Your art helps me to feel even more connected to Sevy…allowing him and Jules to enjoy some moments of peace. Thank you for making my imagination come to life…and for bringing some light into my darkness.

🖤Sevy & Jules🖤

🖤Severus & Julia🖤