Masterlist

Hey there! Could I have a male and even female HP ship please? I’m a female and pretty on the short side and also Asian American. I’m a Hufflepuff technically by I do stray towards Gryffindor. I’m a mix between an extrovert and introvert, I do like going out to see my friends but I also love my space and alone time. My friends often describe me as someone who brightens up everyone’s day. Even so, I do get insecure like any other person would. Thanks and good luck with the online classes!

+ (Con’t from last post) I love to read, listen to music and sing (I let myself believe I have a pretty good voice). I especially enjoy seeing and making my loved ones happy. Sorry for the extra post, this is my first time doing this lol!

—I ship you with Hermione Granger!

i’ve been waiting to see who i’d ship with this book bean wow

when isn’t she stressed over schoolwork? when she’s stressed over the whole ‘voldemort’ thing. you’re always there to calm her down and make her relax, it’s what she deserves !! whether it’s just sitting on the couch cuddling or having a nice refreshing butterbeer, you’re like the only person who can make her relax

you told her you like to sing—she had heard you one day though so it’s no secret—and she’s always telling you she’d love to hear you one day. she’s not pressuring you but like…sing for her. and when you do? uwu. she loves her talented girlfriend oh my god. 

you’re constantly trying to get a smile out of her that it’s physically impossible for her to not smile around you. you literally just make her so happy?? 

she loves recommending books to you. you recommend books for her too but i mean, bold of you to assume she hasn’t read everything. anywho, she’s always so excited to hear your thoughts on the books because she loves them so much and if you love them too?? double the love !! give your bookworm studious girlfriend the world please.

—I ship you with Cedric Diggory!

a powercouple but lets continue

i guess we could say that you guys are popular. you radiate just this aura that makes people love you and so does cedric. it’s a thing. all your friends gush about cedric and you don’t see it and then he smiles at you one day and no yeah, you get it.

next thing you know?? you’re dating. this tall goofball loves you?? so?? much?? he loves just kissing your forehead and giving you surprise hugs from behind. he’s so warm!! and he smells like cinnamon!!

when he’s in the triwizard championship, you’re actually the most worried?? this is a dangerous thing like this is the wizarding world. we have a forbidden forest OUTSIDE. but cedric tells you not to worry and then he literally gives you his jacket as a gift because you’re always stealing it so like. you’re no longer mad.

also at the ball, this boy is literally flabberghasted. you look so pretty and he loves you. you’d rather be sitting on a couch right now reading but cedric asks you to dance and he tells you he loves you and wow, did i mention how much you love the ball?? couches? reading?? what are those?? you love him. it’s great. soft. 

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.

If you're still taking ships could you ship me with HP and Marvel? I'm a hufflepuff, I'm 5'1" and have brown hair and hazel eyes. I love animals and I get good grades in school. I try to be kind to everyone and I'm a good listener. I'm not afraid to stick up for what I believe in. I'm quiet at first but get louder as I get comfortable around you. I'm also very introverted. Thanks, love!

—I ship you with Ron Weasley 

match made in heaven, fight me omg

you guys become friends in your early years at hogwarts because like you generally just love being around him and harry. he assumes you wanna be friends with harry like everyone does but you seem to enjoy his company?? he won’t complain okay

also like what doesn’t he love about you?? he can rant forever about something his brothers did to him and you’ll listen to WHOLE time. he loves it. 

plus you’re just so nice?? like he tries, but he’s stressed like a good half of the time. but you’re nice enough for the both of you and it’s great.

he loves hugging you from behind and resting his chin on your head. like that’s so affectionate, we love a soft ship

—I ship you with Steve Rogers!

steve loves you, you’re soft and simultaneously badass like what’s not to love??

you totally encourage steve to get a pet. he would love one but like, he’s busy a lot. you know, superheroing, and he doesn’t wanna just leave you to take care of it. but then you’re at a pet shop (that you dragged him into) and well, you guys have a dog now! 

let’s see how long it takes for you to get a cat to match

you’re also totally buying a bunch of captain america merch. you like wearing it around just because steve gets this annoyed look that’s also lovestruck at the same time?? we love.

height. difference. we love it. he loves it too because he just loves when you have to give in and ask him to get something on a tall shelf (which he put there just for this occasion by the way)

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.

Are you still doing ship requests?

As of now, ship requests are closed!

However, I’m going to reopen them next time I reach a milestone or feel the need to

celebrate

So look forward to it!

Hi honey! May I have a HP ship please? I’m Sadie and my houses are hufflepuff/pukwudgie and my patronus is a black mare. I’m a taurus and my personality type is ISFJ. My hair reaches below my shoulders and it’s almost blonde. My eyes are blue and I wear occasionally glasses. I’m 5ft3 so reaching high shelves is hard lol. I’m calm, caring and friendly but I’m also shy and very sensitive. My sense of humor is slightly dirty. I’m a bit of a hopeless romantic and hugs are great. Thanks a lot xx

—I ship you with Neville Longbottom! 

also thought about ginny but neville deserves some love so here we are! 

gosh. neville is so shy and he’s instantly just like “she’s too pretty can’t talk to her oof” but nope, you’re gonna be his friend. it’s fate. it’s destiny. written in the stars. it’s here. take it or leave it. 

he asks you to the ball. he does it, mhm. he’s stammering and he’s red and you can’t really understand what he’s saying but you say yes! neville does just about die but you know, he’s excited nonetheless! 

he treats you like a princess okay. he just wants the best for you! you’re feeling sad? neville will hug you and tell you herbology facts! you’re feeling mad? neville will promptly say he’ll fight whoever you want him to. he’s a little weary there but you know he would if you asked. he. would. die. for. you. 

he likes to buy you plants. like, we like succlents nowadays. we have rooms full. so do you because neville loves giving you gifts! appreciate him! 

also, he grows tall! you can reach shelves now!

Anxious

Platonic! Sara Lance x Fem!Reader

Warning: panicking, anxiety, robots

Summary: After a mission, you’re pretty shaken up. But Mother Hen Sara Lance is pretty good at helping out.

Requested by @tailah-haderson-gilbert

Prompts:

2. “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”

18. “What’s the matter, sweetie?”

50. “This is girl talk, so leave.”

64. “Here, take my blanket.”

68. “Run for it!”

i love sara lance. thanks for coming to my ted talk.

Being part of the Legends was something you loved. You loved getting to save the day—no matter the time period—and you had some great teammates that were really like family to you. You were somewhat young so most of them definitely worried, maybe a little too much, for your safety but you spent your whole life using your telekinesis to get out of danger and it was no different. 

But sometimes things did get rough. 

You were laying on your bed, staring up at the blank ceiling as you recalled your latest mission. You only remembered so much.

You didn’t know what year it was exactly but the androids you were fighting were advanced enough to frighten you. You had just taken one out when other had knocked you to the floor. “Hey!” You exclaimed, propping yourself up on your elbows.

You jutted out a hand, intending to send the android flying back but it didn’t happen. Your telekinesis had faltered and you were helpless. You glanced to your side and saw most of your teammates struggling like you. 

You scrambled back, panic beginning to take over when you heard Sara call out, “Run for it!” 

Your memory was foggy after that point. From what you could remember, you had gotten knocked out. You just remembered waking up in the med bay and that was it.

You blinked the memory away, trying to do the same with your panicked feelings. After a few minutes, it seemed useless and you were just feeled with dread. You got to your feet and shuffled out of your room.

Sara had told you if you never needed anything to come to her and now seemed like as good a time as any. You peered into her room, knocking softly against the doorframe. “Y/N?” she asked, looking up from the book she’d been reading.

“We need to talk,” you sighed, rubbing your forearm, “well, can we? I guess?”

Sara looked at you worriedly. “What’s the matter, sweetie?” she asked as she moved aside so she wasn’t laying out on her bed anymore.

You stepped further in, taking seat down beside her. “I couldn’t relax. I was going to take a nap but, that wasn’t working,” you explained to her with a lackluster shrug.

“Gideon checked you out, you should be fine.”

“I am, I just...keeping thinking about our last mission,” you sighed. “Those androids and my powers malfunctioning and I was just so panicked! I froze! I was helpless, and they were getting closer and-“

“Hey, hey, calm down.” Sara cooed, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder as you had begun to hyperventilate. “They can’t hurt you anymore.”

“It’s not even that, I just...don’t want them to happen again. My powers have always been so uncontrollable yet I’ve always relied on them. What happens if they act like that again or somehow I lose them? Even temporarily?” You were visibly stressed and Sara could tell as she comfortingly rubbed your back, hoping to help calm you.

“You’re not alone you know. We may be a little dysfunctional-“ You chuckled lightly. “But we’re here for you and don’t think for a second we wouldn’t be there to help you.”

“Still I just-“

“You know, training you to fight is something I can do,” Sara announced, causing you to shoot her a glance. “Maybe it’d be useful.”

“You mean I could be a badass like THE Sara Lance?” You questioned, laughing ever so slightly. Sara playfully rolled her eyes just as you both heard the sound of someone knocking on the doorframe of the room.

“Is everything alright?” Ray asked, probably having heard you both from down the hall. You nodded slowly, giving him a smile.

“This is girl talk, so leave,” Sara told him, prompting him to quickly take the hint and head off, apologizing as he went. You both laughed it off before Sara extended the blanket she had at the edge of her bed out towards you. “Here, take my blanket.” You raised an eyebrow. “You can sleep here tonight, maybe it’ll help keep you calm. I’ve got a book to read anyway.”

You smiled in response as she got to her feet and flopped down into an open desk chair she had, reopening her book. She gave you a nod as you stretched out on her bed, pulling the blanket it over you and letting out a somewhat content sigh.

You still felt anxious about it all but less so. Sara was right. You were apart of a team and if Sara was going to teach you how to fight, things wouldn’t be so bad.

Plus her blanket was really soft.

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Dating Steve Harrington Would Include...

knowing him from high school but never having really talked to him

talking to him after he and Nancy fight in Season 2 and being the one to suggest buying her flowers because he’d seemed really heartbroken

growing closer after that and essentially becoming close friends, even though both of you develop crushes

you two start dating right before summer starts

visiting him at Scoops Ahoy as much as possible (ice cream is on the house after all)

becoming best friends with Robin and you two like to tease Steve together

being best friends with Dustin too (both of you are clearly his parents now)

always taking care of him after he enviteably gets beat up (poor Steve)

all of the kids thinking you’re way cooler than Steve (you are)

Steve constantly worrying about you whenever they inadvertently end up dealing with the Upside Down because he doesn’t want to lose you

and vice versa because you would totally fight whatever monster you have to if you lost Steve

movie marathons because apparently he does not watch movies ever and that’s a crime

lowkey always playing with his hair because it’s just really soft

you are also one of the few who know the secret to his great hair

you having way too many pictures of him in that sailor outfit and he hates absolutely all of them

you two would’ve been a total power couple in high school and no one can convince me otherwise

oh and steve is an absolute dork now so enjoy your dorky boyfriend

Fatherhood

Bellamy Blake x Fem!Reader (Modern!)

Warning: parenting, children!!

Summary: Bellamy Blake is a man of many talents, but parenting maybe more of a challenge than he thought. Luckily, his wife seems fairly capable. 

Requested by @expectosel

Prompts: 

9. “You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”

10. “The ladies love a guy who’s good with kids.”

13. “I lost our baby.”

29. “How is my wife more badass than me?”

37. “Welcome to fatherhood.”

99. “How could you forget your son’s birthday?”

It was a late summer afternoon and you were hard at work in the kitchen. It was a special occasion and you were trying your hardest to bake a cake. To be perfectly clear, it was your son, Charlie’s, first birthday.

Maybe you were crazy for wanting to celebrate it even if he wouldn’t remember it, but you wanted to acknowledge it somehow. Sure, he wouldn’t really be able to eat the cake—perhaps only a little off of a spoon or your finger—but you had invited some of your friends to come and celebrate with you.

“Hey, Bell!” You called out, knowing he was busy in the living room with your son.

Bellamy was sat on the living room floor with Charlie on all fours a few feet away, babbling at him. “Yeah?” He called back, watching Charlie with a light smile.

“Can you come here?” you asked, continuing to stir together the cake batter. It was still a little lumpy and you couldn’t have that. Bellamy smiled happily towards Charlie before getting to his feet.

Charlie reached for his boot as Bellamy walked around the couch, spotting you through the serving window at the stove. He leaned up against the counter and cleared his throat, causing you to turn around.

You licked the batter off of your thumb—the cake batter wasn’t supposed to be eaten raw but it was too delicious to bother you—as Bellamy quirked an eyebrow. “Why are you making a cake?”

“Because it’s a special occasion,” you chuckled, assuming Bellamy was simply messing around but his continued confused expression made you panic. Your face fell. “Charlie’s birthday!” Bellamy’s eyes widened. “How could you forget your son’s birthday?!”

“What?! No!” Bellamy exclaimed quickly, noticing how you were fuming. “I didn’t mean it like that! I just...he’s one. I didn’t think he could really...eat cake.”

Your shoulders relaxed as you let out a relieved sigh, glad that Bellamy hadn’t acted forgotten. Perhaps you had reacted too quickly but you didn’t have Charlie just so Bellamy could forget his birthday. “He’ll have a spoonful of my slice. The rest will be for our friends,” you explained with a shrug. “Speaking of! I wanted you to text everyone and make sure they were still coming.”

“That I can do,” Bellamy promised as you nodded and went back to the cake mixing bowl. Bellamy turned on his heels and his eyes immediately went to where he had left Charlie. Only, Charlie wasn’t there.

Bellamy Blake didn’t get panicked, but this was panic. Bellamy’s eyes darted around the room, Charlie nowhere in sight. He knew Charlie could crawl, but crawl away? “Uh, babe,” Bellamy began. You noticed the worried tone as you turned around. Bellamy turned away from the couch and toward you. “I lost our baby.”

“What?!” You exclaimed, the spoon clattering out of your hand and back into the bowl. You dashed around the counter, worry filling you. “How did you lose-“ Your yelling fell silent as you cast your eyes downward. “I hate you. I really do.”

Without another word, you headed back into the kitchen and resumed your baking. “W-what?”

“He’s by your feet, hon.” You told him, with a soft amused shake of your head. Bellamy looked down to spot Charlie sat by his boots, playing with the laces. Bellamy let out a soft sigh as he knelt down and scooped Charlie up into his arms.

“You’re a real rascal, aren’t you?” Bellamy asked with a light sigh as Charlie blubbered in response. He looked up to his father and let out a muse of words you couldn’t make out. You cast a glance over your shoulder watching the two. “You want your fire truck?”

Bellamy moved around the couch, picking up the tiny red toy and putting it into his son’s hands. “Thank!” Charlie exclaimed in response, tapping the toy against his father’s chest.

“Are you excited to eat cake?” Bellamy asked but Charlie just waved his hand with the truck in it around. “I’ll take that as a yes,” Bellamy chuckled softly before turning back to the kitchen to spot you watching him. “What?”

“Having fun?” You wondered, setting the spoon back into the bowl as you made your way around the counter.

“The ladies love a guy who’s good with kids,” Bellamy mused as you quirked an eyebrow as you stood in front of him with crossed arms.

“You already have one,” you told him as you took the bouncing Charlie out of his arms, “and she wants you to do what she asked.” Before Bellamy could reply, you spun on your heels and headed into the kitchen. You resumed your baking with Charlie on your hip. He was on about something that Bellamy couldn’t hear while you were humming in response, continuing your work.

“How is my wife more badass than me?” Bellamy wondered under his breath, watching you in awe. While he had managed to lose his kid in a matter of minutes, here you were multitasking like no big deal. Yeah, he was in awe and he loved you for it. And perhaps a bit envious.

-

The night was rather eventful. From Charlie getting covered in cake—which you had to bathe him for—to Raven buying him the nosiest toy to Lincoln and Octavia offering to babysit at a moment’s notice—you’re quite sure Octavia is ready to steal Charlie—you had a lot of fun.

Once the night wound down, you found yourself exhausted. After putting Charlie to bed in a room away, you found yourself nestled into Bellamy’s side eager to sleep.

As you began to drift off, you heard the echoing wail of Charlie wide awake. “Go get him,” you murmured into Bellamy’s chest before pulling away from him so he could get up.

“Me?” Bellamy asked groggily, definitely just as tired as you.

“Welcome to fatherhood, babe,” you mused, rolling onto your side.

“Can’t we just let him cry so he can get used to falling asleep?” Bellamy questioned. You knew he was just trying to get out of doing it but you were too comfy to even think about getting up.

“Yeah, when I’m already asleep. Go,” you ordered, beginning to bury your face into a pillow. Bellamy didn’t move and you could tell. Charlie was still crying and you weren’t about to move. “Go,” you repeated lifting your head to look at him. “Go. Leave. Soothe your son. Go. You’re banished, go.”

“You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!” Bellamy scoffed, playing offended.

You rolled your eyes, not wanting to play along. “It will be your bed—once you get back.” You smirked softly at him as you kicked his legs away from you and nestled back into your pillow.

Bellamy sighed before you felt the weight shift on your bed as he shuffled down the hall. It was a solid thirty minutes before he came back to your room, the crying having ceased. You had fallen asleep like Charlie had and Bellamy smiled fondly at your figure, right as he heard the loud wails once more. Bellamy sighed once again, glancing back down the hall and at your sleeping figure which he didn’t want to wake.

“Yeah, welcome to fatherhood,” he hummed before going to soothe Charlie once more so you could sleep peacefully.