—I Ship You With Harry Potter!

y’all i’ve been so productive today. i’ve got like two, almost three, posts qUEUED.

sEND IN MORE REQUESTS ILY

Does anyone else have that one mutual who’s like Way Too Popular to be following you and ur lowkey convinced that they regret following u

so i’ve decided (after seeing many other users do this) that i would do an icon color palette challenge! the palettes i used were mainly from colorhex.com or from google so credit goes to their rightful owners. 
so basically i’ll be taking icon requests for these palettes specifically and will make 5 icons out of each of these colors! just send a character + a palette number and i’ll make them. please just reblog this post to spread the word :) 
ps if you want to request multiple characters and/or palettes then feel free to do that as well.

Requests are Open!

not that they were ever closed lmao but!

specifically reader-inserts, just so we’re clear here boys

i reblogged a prompt list tho if you need some inspo, send a character and a prompt—or just your own request!

Halloween's this Saturday do you do Halloween requests for arrowverse shows!

i can absolutely do that, yes!

okay but i wanna see infinity war bc like it’s a marvel movie, gotta see it. but i don’t wanna see it bc i know for a fact im not gonna be able to wait like 2 entire years to know if my faves are okay. im going to sit in just grief for like 2 years.

Following a Lead

Liam Dunbar x Reader

Warning: Mention of Parental Death, Getting Kicked Out, Vodka

Summary: It’s two a.m when Liam gets an unexpected visitor at his house. One that intends to stay the night. (Hint: it’s you)

Requested by @tailah-haderson-gilbert

Prompts:

6. “I need a place to stay.”

16. “You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.”

24. “It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka!”

31. “I haven’t slept in ages.”

59. “I could punch you right now.”

these prompts fit so well together im, also lowkey enjoyed whatever character i just constructed here?? trAGIC BACKSTORY? IS THAT YOU?

You knew it was late. The way the crescent moon peered through the trees and the empty streets were a dead give away. The town was quiet, even for Beacon Hills. Especially for Beacon Hills, actually.

You walked along the sidewalk, the sleeves of your maroon hoodie acting as the only thing barring you against the cold late autumn wind. When you spotted his house, you let out a sigh of relief and bounded up the porch steps.

For a moment, as your hand hovered before the front door, you contemplated turning around and walking away. Perhaps Scott would be more open to letting you stay over but you didn’t know where he lived and it was already late enough.

You knocked against the front door, rubbing your arms as you tried to ignore the cold. When the door edged open and you saw Liam peek out, you gave him a soft appreciative smile. “Y/N?” He asked, clearly confused.

“Liam, hey!” you greeted cheerily, well as cheery as you could be. “I need a place to stay.” Liam looked at you confused for a moment, but it was two a.m and he definitely didn’t have to energy to reject you.

He side stepped, allowing you to enter his house. You smiled thankfully as you stepped inside, gazing about the warm house. “Can I ask why?”

You pondered his question for a moment. It was a long story but you trusted Liam and he did ask. “Well,” you began, “I thought I had found a lead...on my mom’s killer.” Liam, tired as he may be, continued listening. “I was out, like, all day following it. When I got home, about an hour ago, I ran into my dad. He yelled at me for looking into it, saying ‘the past is the past’ and I argued back, of course. Things got intense and he told me to get out.”

You glanced away from Liam, not interested in seeing his reaction as you looked about the house. His parents weren’t around so you could only assume they were probably asleep. “Uh, sorry...that that, uh, happened.” Liam definitely didn’t know what to say to you but you didn’t blame him. You offered a smile in response. “You can stay in my room, just don’t be loud? I don’t think I’m allowed to have you over...at two a.m.”

“Probably not,” you mused as Liam led the way to his room. You trotted after him, almost immediately collapsing onto his bed once you saw it in your line of sight. “Ah. Comfort.”

“Yeah, okay,” Liam sighed softly to himself as he sat down at his desk. He wiped his tired eyes as he watched you toss and turn onto his bed for a moment, before going still. Presumably, you were falling asleep. Liam spun around in his desk chair for a moment, contemplating whether or not he should get up.

The only reason he even answered the door was because he had been in the kitchen to get a drink of water. Now he had you in his room and no water. He leant his elbow on the arm of his chair, resting his head in his hand as he too drifted off.

———————————

Liam was startled awake by sounds coming from the kitchen. His eyes darted to his empty bed and the wide open bedroom door. Instinctively, he scrambled to his feet and dashed into the kitchen to find you sat on the kitchen counter.

A package of chocolate chips was laid beside you and a large bottle of vodka in your hands as you stared at Liam like a deer caught in headlights. Liam’s eyes went wide as he whipped his head toward the clock and back at you. “It’s six o’clock!” He yelled in a hushed tone.

“Yes, it is!” You yelled back, mimicking his tone. You shook your head as you began to unscrew the lid to the vodka. But Liam snatched it from your hands before you could finish. “Hey!” You exclaimed with a pout.

“It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka!” Liam scolded you as he adjusted the cap and went to put it back where his parents had kept it. You stuck your tongue out at him as you grabbed the cookies. Liam, once again, took them from your grasp.

You gasped aloud. “I could punch you right now,” you hissed as you hopped off the counter and reached out for them but Liam stepped away before you could. “I haven’t eaten like anything, all day! Besides cereal!”

“Can you be quiet?!” Liam asked desperately, glancing down the hall fearfully. He didn’t want his parents to wake up to find you in the kitchen, that wouldn’t go well for sure. You narrowed your eyes at him as you crossed your arms over your chest, waiting for the return of the chocolate chips. “Wha-what are you even doing out here? You were sleeping.”

You scoffed, “I haven’t slept in ages.” Suddenly your tone went from childish to something much more cynical and dark. Liam looked at you with evident concern. “Not since I’ve begun looking into my mom’s death anyway. The cops never found anything. You can’t tell me that’s not weird.”

“Well yeah, but Y/N-“

“I know she was killed for a reason and I’m willing to bet it had something to do with the supernatural. I just need to figure out how,” you explained with a small shrug. Liam looked over you for a moment before jutting the cookies out toward you. Your eyes lit up. “Are you letting me have them?!” Liam’s eyes widened. “Quiet. Right,” you smiled, lowering your tone as you trotted down the hall back to Liam’s room.

Liam followed you, shutting the door behind you both. You took a seat on the edge of his bed, happily munching on the cookies. “You’re going to have to be out of here by noon. My step-dad will be at work and my mom has to go shopping and-“

“Sorry for stealing your bed, by the way,” you cut him off. “I ended up just stealing your bed and I didn’t even sleep. I tried and then I was just on my phone for...four hours? Wow, sorry,” you muttered apologetically as you extended the cookie package out to him. “Cookie?”

“Oh, thanks.” Liam took a cookie as he spun around in his chair for a moment. “Maybe Scott and Stiles could...look into your mom’s murder? I’m not saying they could do a lot but Stiles is always kind of ready to solve a mystery and if it’s the supernatural-“ Liam trailed off, noticing the grin you were giving him. “W-what?”

“You’re sweet,” you told him, almost not noticing the blush on his cheeks once you had said that.

“Well, I just...Y/N...you’re getting crumbs all over my bed.”

May I have a ship for MCU please? I'm a straight girl. Very shy and quiet. I have a heart of gold and a very kind nature. I love the simple things in life the most. I'm Disney fan. I love to cuddle as well and star gaze. I'm a hufflepuff. I'm very smart and brave. I do suffer with bad anxiety but I fight it well. My hobbies are watching movies,dancing and writing! ❤❤ thanks

—I ship you with Peter Parker!

a true gem wow. like this boy is so nervous when he meets you at first? you’re his lab partner and you’re just? so nice? can he handle sitting next to you for an entire school year???

eventually you two start to talk and he’s literally just *heart eyes* like you’re perfect and you’ll talk to him without calling him “penis parker.” he’s in love

when he gets the courage to ask you out—ned’s pushing—and you say yes? he dies. your first date? he knows you love disney so he invites you over for just this full-on disney movie marathon. aunt may loves you, by the way.

he tells you he’s spider-man pretty early on into your relationship because you were very vocal about superheroes during the incredibles. you’re so worried about it being dangerous but you support peter through and through. he loves taking onto rooftops because you guys just lay there and look at the stars. whatta date.

whenever you’re panicked or stressed, peter is so quick to calm you down. even if you’re at your place. you’ll find peter at your door (or fire escape) with movies and pizza in hand and he’s just supportive.

sighs. he literally loves you. give. him. the. world. 

Hello x May I get a marvel and Harry Potter ship? My names Laurel, I have short, black hair, kind of like Snapes actually. I’m 5’3, dark brown eyes, tan skin. I belong in the hufflepuff house. I’m loyal and caring. I’ll put everyone before me but I will put my foot down if I feel they’re taking advantage of me. I’m assertive when I need to be and I will take things into my own hands if I need too. I can have an attitude and get sassy when I feel necessary. But I try and see the beat of everyone.

—I ship you with Draco Malfoy!

draco’s kinda an asshole, let’s be honest. and you’re so not about to take his shit. he’s kinda taken back when you sass him one day because he was being a jerk to a friend of yours. like?? damn okay.

he’s curious about you. you’re really nice but you stood up to him? and you’re curious about him too. it’s not hard to see that clearly there’s more to draco. and despite the fact he’s kinda jerky, you want to see the best in him 

you give him a smile once in the hallway and he loses it oh my god. affection? the boy is shook. that smile turns into a few more smiles and passing glances and oof, help this lovestruck boy. you make the first move by asking him out and like, rip draco

draco’s still kinda snippy at people but nowhere near as much. you make him more empathetic and like?? he’s just inspired by you because you !! care !! and he wants to care too !! 

also there’s enough of a height difference that draco can rest his chin on your head and he lives for it. he’s soft okay.

—I ship you with Tony Stark!

you’re spunky okay, like, you’re nice and caring but you’re also so ready to put someone in their place and tony couldn’t be more of a fan. you could literally give him attitude and he’d buy you flowers like, he loves it

speaking of, you’re always putting people before yourself which is strangely familiar to this guy wow. so of course he wants to do whatever he can to make you happy. he could buy you a house. he definitely buys you a house. don’t try to return it. he’s too stubborn for that. also it’s nicer than your old apartment so really, don’t return it.

you’re legitimately always worried for this man. does he know what calm down means?? no, no he doesn’t. he’s just always doing something and trying to protect the world so you literally have to pull him out of the lab. he’s upset about it at first because he’s *busy* but he can never be mad at you, puh-lease

you enjoy those few moments you get where you’re just standing behind him in the lab as he’s sat at his workbench. your arms are draped over his shoulders and he’s just affectionately holding onto your hands and sigh, this is wholesome

you’re both going to save the world together. whether it’s because you’re both all for the greater good, or because you work together to think of a way to save everyone, you will. together.

when im gOING TO POST AN IMAGINE I SWEAR IT BUT NOT YET. I HAVE TO REBLOG THIS OKAY. JUST THINK OF ME AS DEAD FOR NOW.