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Sirius Black Imagine: “Opposites attract”

Can I request a Surius X Hufflepuff!Reader(boy or girl whichever:3) just where the reader is super cute and sweet and a total opposite of Sirius but it works, and they’re super cute and fluffy together, piggyback rides thru the castle, pranks together, pranks on each other, cuddle sessions, etc.??? thank you! I love you so much

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Notes: adorable hufflepuff reader

 

You and your boyfriend were having a little misunderstanding in an empty corridor. The only company was the paintings, which were gossiping, as usual.

“Sirius, I won’t do it!” you complained.

“Yeah, yeah. You are miss/mister goody two shoes!” he told you. Sighing, he added in a sad and dramatic tone: “I guess it was a bad idea anyway…”

You felt a little guilty and replied: “I’m sorry, Sirius. I’m not comfortab-“

Before you could finish the sentence, he managed to put you on his back, holding your legs.

“Bloody hell!” you cried out, surprised, while you put your hands on his shoulders so that you didn’t fall back.

“Ah-ah, y/n. You can’t curse! I’m the one who curses constantly out of us, not you!” he mocked.

“Sirius Black! Get me down this instant!” you ordered, even though you were trying hard not to giggle.

“No way!” he yelled. Unexpectedly, he started to run across the empty corridor and laugh like crazy. You couldn’t help but laugh alongside him. You had to admit that piggyback rides weren’t as bad as you thought.


The last hufflepuff left the Common Room. Today there was an important Quidditch match. You never liked the sport, so when you finally were alone in the room, you sighed contently.

“At last… Now you and I will be together for an hour” you whispered to your favorite book. It wasn’t something you usually did, to talk out loud or to talk to… well, objects. But since you were on your own, you didn’t reprimand yourself.

As you opened the book, you felt two hands grabbing your shoulders. You jumped, let out a scared yelp and threw the book away. Next, you heard a familiar laugh.

“Merlin, Sirius! Don’t scare me like that!” you shouted.

He kept laughing and kissed your forehead. But you were angry at him, so you pushed him away. You took your book and ignored him. The silent treatment would teach him a lesson.

Sirius frowned.

“Y/n?”

Silence.

“Y/n? Come on! Are you really going to ignore me? I’m missing the Quidditch match because of you!”

The only sound on the room was that of turning pages.

He pouted, trying to think of a way to get your attention. Smirking, he started to kiss your neck.

“S-stop!” you managed to let out.

“Oh! Hello y/n! I see you’re talking to me once again! Nice” he teased.

“You’re impossible! How did you even manage to get into the Hufflepuff Common Room?! Wait! I don’t really want to know! Don’t tell me!”

He grinned and told you, anyway: “Potter’s invisibility cloak”

You raised an eyebrow: “He lent you the cloak?”

He made a face which told you that the term lent wasn’t the correct one.

“Oh, no! Don’t tell me you’ve stolen it!” you whispered with wide eyes.

He showed you his palms as if on self-defense and admitted: “You say steal I say borrow without letting him know…”

“Sirius! That’s bad! How could you do that?” you exclaimed.

“Is wanting to spend some quality time with my girlfriend/boyfriend such a bad thing? I knew you wouldn’t go to the game, so I thought I’d surprise you…”

Your expression softened.

“You stole your friend’s cloak to spend time with me?”

He nodded.

“T-that’s sweet… I mean! That’s bad, even though your intentions are good!” you babbled. “Promise me you’ll confess it!”

“What? I can’t do that! Prongs will kill me!”

“Exactly! But it’s the right thing to do…”

He shook his head and told you: “Ok, ok. You win. But I want something in exchange… a cuddle session”

You smiled brightly and nodded. Right now, you didn’t care about the book, only how good it felt to be in your boyfriend’s arms.


“What is this exactly, y/n?” Sirius asked you with a doubtful voice.

“It’s a caramel apple. Muggles love it. I always asked for it as a child. Go on. Taste it! It’s amazing! Trust me” you grinned innocently.

He hesitated, but bit the apple. His eyes widened and he spat out the food. You couldn’t stop laughing.

“Sweet mother of Merlin! Y/n! I didn’t know you were that nasty!”

“Your face!” you cried out, still laughing out loud.

“Y/n! This wasn’t an apple! It is obviously an onion!”

“Your powers of deduction are amazing, Sirius. I’m impressed” you teased.

“It’s not funny!”

“It actually is! Happy April’s fool day!” you sing-sang. “I love you babe!” you added. “But I’m not giving you a kiss. I hate onions…”


“I’m not doing it, Sirius!” you warned him.

“Oh, come on! It’ll be fun” he insisted.

“No” you repeated.

“You are no fun…”

“Maybe you are too much fun…” you retorted.

“You owe me for the onion thing!”

“Ugh! Ok, ok, I’ll do it!

“Yes!” he cried out in victory.

So Sirius had convinced you to pull out a prank on Professor McGonagall. You passed a note in the middle of the class, not so subtly to Sirius. When the Professor saw it, she moved her wand and accioed the paper.

“Mr. Black and Miss/Mr. y/l/n think it is funny to write notes during class. Let’s see if you still find it interesting when the rest of your classmates know what they are about…”

All the class gasped and held their breaths. They were expecting fluffy love notes, but instead, Minerva’s voice whispered: “Professor McGonagall is the best”

She was too shocked to say anything… When the class finished Sirius gave you a peck and said: “I told you her expression would be priceless”

“I would have never done it if I hadn’t owed you!” you reminded him.

“I know. Sometimes I wonder how two completely different people like us got together…” he murmured.

You smiled and told him: “Opposites attract, Sirius”


“And that’s what your parents used to do at school!”

“Sirius Black! Don’t tell our son the shameful way we used to misbehave! He’s only two years old, for Merlin’s sake!”

“He’s going to be the best prankster of Hogwart’s history… Just you wait”

“Sirius!”

“I love you, babe”

You sighed and smiled at him: “I love you too”

Originally posted by pansyknowsallthingspotter

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Beauty is especially skin deep if you’re artist Ariana Page Russell. She has dermatographia, a condition in which lightly scratching your skin causes raised, red lines where you’ve scratched.

In her latest show, “Blouse,” she created photographs, video art, and temporary tattoos using images of her rosy body designs to make a powerful and prideful statement about being comfortable within one’s own skin

Anyone who makes you perform a sexual act on them that you are NOT comfortabe with, is not someone you should be trying to please.

never do anything you are not comfortable with,
its not your job to make them happy at the cost of your comfort.

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please make sure that minors (under 18′s) are okay with you following them: just make a text post or maybe reach out to your mutuals or the people you follow and ask. make sure to remind them that you won’t take offence if they want u to unfollow (some of them are intimidated). as the older people on this site we have a responsibility to make sure minors are comfortable and if that means not following them then that’s what we’re gonna do

respect & protect minors; make sure they’re comfortabe

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soundlyawake discusses the things that suck about reading. As someone who primarily reads everything in bed, I definitely relate to the notion of getting too comfortab-zzzzzzzzzzzzz

anonymous asked:

So many people sent in the desk one for the concern meme. I think that's a sign you should SLEEP IN A NORMAL BED, SEVEN.

“Uurgh, it’s plenty comfortable, I make the most of it okay? I’ve been seriously considering buying some extra pillows to rest my head on!” Fluffy ones mostly, ones that aren’t too hard for his head too. He swallows uneasily, with a small frown. “I’ve got a big computer chair, with comfortabe seating too–– and a throw blanket.”

He’s making these excuses for a reason, he’s got everything covered (for the most part).

“I DO own a normal bed, it’s pretty rad, and comfy but I’ve learned to not be tempted by its cosiness, especially if work’s involved. Haha, I don’t know how many times I made the mistake of doing work in my bed during college and dozing off in it and SUDDENLY a new dawn’s come to greet me – slapping me across the face to remind me of all the responsibilities that are due that day.” Those memories he kept tucked in the deepest part of his subconsciousness, none dared to leave from those dark days.

“I can’t afford to sleep really, with everything that’s goin’ on, so don’t worry about me dear Unknown user! God Seven is going to be A-OK! Okay?”