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Headcanon Masterlist
This is a list of my headcanon lists. Most if not all of them are Would Includes. The Hogwarts Houses are things that are considered to be canon in my fanfictions. I’m still working on some of them & may not add the links for some time.
Alright girlies we can't let the executive dysfunction win today
I mean alright girlies we can't let the executive dysfunction win tomorrow
bellarke → 1.10: i am become death
a lot of people tended to say that sirius and regulus looked alike, but the marauders and their friends never quite believed it. they looked much to different with one brother being so expressive with his facial features and the other wearing a mask that never slips.
it wasn’t until one day when barty had managed to convince regulus to pull a cute little joke on evan which then led to evan chasing them down the halls of hogwarts with nothing but murder on his mind. while running they managed to run into the posse of gryffindors as well as dorcas who was with them, and while passing, the group (bar dorcas) had to do a double take because the boy that had just passed them with a mischievous smile plastered on his face looked just like sirius.
kind of obsessed with the idea of the rest of the gaang leaving Toph and Zuko to watch over some cooking food and when they come back its burned and Katara starts fuming but Toph and Zuko are like “we’ve never stepped inside a kitchen in our lives and only have one eye between us, if anything it’s your fault”
Top: If it bakes for 15 minutes at 350 degrees than it should only take 1 minute at 5,250 degrees
Zuko: I can do that
Zuko: makes the "one eye, your fault" comment
Toph: YOU ONLY HAVE ONE EYE?!
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“He would not fucking say that” except its the badly written source material so he did, in fact, say that
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very much of the vibe of a parent catching themselves asking another adult if they need to go potty
TV show concept: Grey's Anatomy or The Resident but the hospital is St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies & Injuries
it’s so funny when people use captain america’s name and the fact that that he was in the army at one point to call him a cop or act like he’s the driving force behind american imperialism when tony stark supplied weapons for the US military for years and also is INSISTENT on turning the world into a police state and they just shrug
Steve Rogers literally said fuck the government in Civil War, so much so that he went fugitive for 2 years rather than fall in line with immoral government policy that would hurt people and take away freedoms
Tony Stark was insulting his fellow Avengers for daring to care about their “precious freedoms” in EG.
Y’all REALLY don’t wanna look past surface level at all, huh?
Imagine that AU where Pepper realized that thanks to Extremis, she counted as 'enhanced' and so would her baby, while Tony, Rhodey etc didn't. Pepper who's forced to sign the accords or else and Tony assures her he'll work on amending them, but that promise never comes, instead a baby does. A baby Ross wants registered at birth, tested for powers. Pepper using that phone Tony won't ever touch to call in the real Avengers, to hide her baby far away from Ross, while she tries to fix things.
Thank God he kept the phone. That’s about the only thing Pepper has to be thankful for now, where Tony’s concerned.
She leaves the house, takes baby Morgan with her, to the park. Morgan’s too young to really play with other kids, which Pepper doesn’t mind. Pepper worries about the Extremis, how it might manifest itself if Morgan has her favorite toy snatched away by some unsuspecting, unenhanced child. So far, Extremis seems only to have helped her. She can see farther than she should at this stage. She could hold her head up immediately after birth. Nothing more extraordinary than that, so far, but Ross still wants her.
So no, Pepper would rather not have Morgan around other kids right now, just in case. She gets to keep Morgan close, doesn’t have to share.
Except that won’t be the case anymore. Not unless she wants to share her daughter (read: lose her) to Ross and his lackeys.
Tony’s away in D.C., meeting with them now. Being their poster boy. He’s always been good at working a crowd, selling a product. Even if that product is mass incarceration, the civil rights of thousands disappearing. He’s away, so she has time. Unless he suspects what she’s doing, in which case he’ll be home in seconds, and she’ll never get another chance. At least not without things turning bloody again, like they did at the airport.
So she leaves the house, because there are countless devices connected to FRIDAY that could be listening. She leaves her regular Stark phone, Stark watch. Even the reading glasses Tony made for her that have far more bells and whistles than they should. The only tech she has on her is that ancient burner phone. Without the glasses, she has to squint a little. Fortunately, there’s only one number in the contacts.
She sits on a park bench, listens to birds chirp. Morgan sleeps peacefully in her stroller as the phone rings, rings again.
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The switch happens at a press conference, to Pepper’s disbelief. Where she’s meant to be signing herself and Morgan onto the accords, making a big deal out of the baby who’s not even old enough to sit up on her own putting a tiny thumbprint next to her mother’s signature.
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Morgan is always either smiling or sleeping in the pictures. Always. Her toothless, bright eyed smile makes Pepper’s chest ache so badly she can barely breathe. Morgan sleeps with the blanket Pepper gave them. Morgan’s favorite blanket, her favorite toy. Small, meaningless gifts until Pepper can give the one that matters, give her a childhood
It’s torture to look at the photos, but it’s worse not to. Morgan smiles and sleeps, so she must be okay, so Pepper should be happy about that part. She is. Mostly. She tries not to think about how easily Morgan seems to get along without her. They’re not giving her the full picture, Pepper knows this. They carefully select what to show her, so she’ll worry less. As if that’s possible. They won’t show her Morgan red-faced from crying, or spitting up the formula she must be taking now. Pepper almost wishes they would. She needs to know that her daughter still needs her.
Rhodey comes by the apartment. Pepper’s careful to hide the photos away before letting him in. They have coffee, exchange empty pleasantries. She doesn’t bother asking how it’s going in Washington. She has her own sources there, since Tony has a history of being as selective with the truth as her friends the war criminals are with Morgan’s pictures. She knows what’s happening there. More accurately, what isn’t.
“He’s slipping, Pepper,” Rhodey says eventually, as she knew he would.
“I know.”
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hc that in a shared universe between DC comics and Harry Potter, the reason they can't get rid of the Joker is bc he's a poltergeist of the malevolent sort like Fastidio
it's not that the GCPD hasn't mag-dumped into his chest and head numerous times and left him to bleed in the street; it's that poltergeists can't be killed, as they've never lived to begin with
he's created and so malevolent bc of all the Gotham curses
the reason no one's sure on who he was before he was the Joker is because he wasn't anyone before
why are spam notifications dealing me psychic damage?
When I say this idea haunted me throughout the whole night, I mean it
I am convinced that Bruce Wayne dies of old age. Not on patrol, not in some disaster or crime spree or brutal accident, but peacefully, at the Manor, in his own bed. He gets to be happy. He gets to be at peace. He gets to live a long life—80s or even 90s maybe. It’ll still be a surprise when he dies. Death always is a shock, even when you know it’s coming.
The only person who won’t be surprised by the call is Clark. Which isn’t to say he won’t be surprised at all, just at a different time. Clark will be the one who wakes up in the middle of the night. He won’t know why at first, the way few of us do when roused from a sound sleep by nothing at all.
And it really will be nothing. Clark will stare into the dark, thinking, listening, and realize the world has gone silent. The white noise at the edge of his hearing, his subtle companion for decades, has ceased.
Bruce Wayne’s heart has stopped beating.
What I have learned in my short time here, even with all my powers… A broken heart must eventually fix itself.
“Oh yeah, of course. That’s the whole point.”
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