#my canon

[yaztheangel]

I’m emotionally coping but I still have hope for Tech :) I had to draw a comic dedicated to our beautiful computer boy🧡 Enjoy my very weird comic idea lol!

#the bad batch #the bad batch fanart #star wars #star wars the clone wars #my canon #the bad batch tech #the bad batch alternative ending #tech #tbb tech #my art #artist #sketch

[moonchildsorcery]

when the owlbear cub visits your camp, there is no way Halsin doesn’t notice you feeding and helping the cub

especially

when the scene with the cub and scratch happens

like, there is no way that Halsin, of all people, didn’t hear and get woken up by the scared animal noises. he’s so used to being the leader and needing to look after all the animals at the grove, it’s his instinct

but you get to the owlbear cub and scratch before he even has a chance to get up

and he observes how gentle and caring you are to them, how much you love providing a safe place for them, how important that is to you

Halsin sees you pet them both on the head and his heart just melts

the following morning he sees scratch and the cub running around together, feeling so safe and cared for under your supervision. he can’t help but smile knowing you both share the same love for animals and nature

i truly believe he notices all these little things you do early on

#bg3 #this is canon for me #my canon #bg3 halsin #my headcanons #halsin #balders gate 3 #headcanon #halsin bg3

[simsim54]

Henry: I will destroy everything you love Alex: I love you Henry, holding back tears: Jokes on you, I've been self-destructive my whole life

#rwrb #rwrb movie #red white and royal blue #alex claremont diaz #alexander claremont diaz #prince henry of wales #henry fox mountchristen windsor #alex x henry #first prince #taylor zakhar perez #nicholas galitzine #red white and royal blue movie #love quotes #boy love #thoughts #alex gabriel claremont diaz #prince henry george edward james hanover stuart fox #prince henry fox mountchristen windsor #relatable quotes #ao3 fanfic #incorrect quotes #book quotes #friendship quotes #rwrb incorrect quotes #my canon #relatable #spilled ink #writers on tumblr #creative writing

[sunny-clover]

I don’t need to read fics of them I need them to be REAL

I NEED THEM TK BE CANONNNNN

GAHAHHGHGGGGGVVSHDHJJJSNNSDU

#sun’s shenanigans #punknoir #noirpunk #leosagi #leochi #milesganke #clawcode #shellshocked #rottmnt #tmnt #my canon #atsv #caseytello #2012 casey jones

[krolein]

redcrackle time

#red crackle #carmen sandiego #carmen x gray #graham crackle #my skecth #tumblr draw #artists on tumblr #my favorite otp #my canon #best couple

[reijnders]

TRAINS! TRAINS!

Train systems and public transport in general are not handled by the Coalition, even on their stations, and thus have different organization and ranking. while trains with faces are not actually In my canon, its fun to draw em >:) these two trains do exist in my world tho

bottom one is inspired by @charseraph 's use of nonhumanoid(if a train can even be humanoid) trains. i'll say more about that later below the cut :)

Ti Mañorrosn'sit

AKA The Tomorrw-Sunset. This train was named and drafted in the futureEarth nation of Texas, but constructed in the Venusian nation of Dallas, so the train as a whole is named in Earth Texan, while the faces are nicknamed in Venusian Texan and Vietnamese respectively. Tomorrow-Sunset is a passenger train, operating on a planetside waystation that acts as the main transport hub between the surface of Venus and the VOIS station in orbit around the planet itself. Trains of the Namgheen classification utilize a (very handwavey) magnetic pole to accelerate. Having the train use a tube to suspend itself allow it to "dodge" potential obstacles by tilting, or, in emergencies, doing a lil 180. To ensure as many eyes as possible are on the lookout for danger, these trains have two faces, along with a conductor, to give practically 360 degrees of vision. Right and Left get along pretty well, and they both have a dry sense of humor.

Nenyu Nuyuyu

AKA The Long Story is a yotavuș-built train. It's very small, and fully automated, so has no conductor. It's used for short distance transportation on the Darheiszing space station, orbiting the yotavuș homeworld Taŧeșě. The doors use a pulley mechanism so that the bottom of the door is in sync with the top, and you pull at one of them to open the shuttle body. Unlike the face and head of a regular yotavuș, the train faces have no ears, and within the mouth there are no venom fangs. The matti is present visually, but functionally is very different in that it is used to regulate internal temperature of the shuttle, rather than detect external changes in temperature.

#that there art #the railway series #my canon #my gougars #YEAHYEAHYEAH #LOVE TRAINS FUCKIN. LOVE TRAINS #no schedule today boys we post at 8:35 pm like men #yotavus #human #starflight to the edge! #sftte!

[thel0sersystem]

I well die on the hill that mickey milkovich is autistic as an autistic person I am 100% correct on this

#shameless #mickey milkovich #headcanon #my canon #shameless headcanon

[kirashadowmoon]

face practice + drawing my headcanon Tenko

#boku no hero academia #bnha #shigaraki tomura #tomura shiragaki #bnha tomura #mha tomura #my canon

[alone-in-the-shade]

"that doesn't line up with the canon"

Listen bub, It's MY unhealthy coping self projection kin. And I'll see it how i see it

#kin list #kinnie #self projecting #comfort show #comfort ship #comfort character #non canon #fuck canon #better than canon #my canon #canon au #canon divergence #headcanon #community #stucky #stranger things #not canon #spn #destiel #Bojack horseman #shadow bone

[cor-ardens-archive]

Carnival of Souls | La Morte Vivante | Cat People

#my personal trilogy tbh #my canon #carnival of souls #la morte vivante #cat people #films #m. film #me #blog of psychotic women

[jonmartintrash]

So uh...

#whos canon? #my canon #how we feeling? #malevolent #jarthur #queer platonic jarthur #malevolent podcast #arthur lester #aro arthur rights

[plainlo-inthemorning]

Thranduil’s secret

Pairing: Tauriel x Kili Rating: 16+ Warnings: Mentions of violence, emotional hurt (but fear not …!) Words: 1.800 k.

Disclaimer: Canon what canon? This is for all the lovers out there.

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“They want to bury him”.

Snowflakes fall silently around them.

Nature attempting to softly smooth over the carnage.

“Yes”.

Her king remains standing a few feet from where she reclines on the frozen rock, hunched over the still-warm body of a future that has been so cruelly taken from her.

From both of them.

She could rage against Thranduil.

Blame his indecisiveness, his selfishness, for the death of the dwarf.

Had the king only dispatched his soldiers to the mountain, as both she and the wizard so implored him to do, trying to appeal to the heart he has forgotten how to use, much could have been different.

But grief has pushed the fight out of her. In its place is only hopelessness and a pain the like of which Tauriel has never felt before.

Legolas, her old friend, has left.

She did not notice when, or if he said something to her before turning away. At this moment, she has no space for him, either.

“If this is love, I do not want it”, she cries, hearing how desperate she sounds, as she looks to her king. “Please, take it from me”.

Thranduil does not move, but the icy unkindness from earlier has melted from his features. If Tauriel’s own eyes had not been filled with tears, she might have recognized her sadness mirrored in the king’s.

“Why does it hurt so much?” She cannot seem to stop herself, clutching Kili’s gloved hand in hers.

“Because it was real”.

Thranduil’s unwavering answer takes her aback.

She looks down upon the dwarf’s bloodstained face again. A single tear streak has painted a faint silver trail from the corner of one eye and down the side of his face.

She saw it fall when he died. When the orc’s blade pierced his chest.

Flecks of snow cling to his thick brown lashes. He is so beautiful to her, she thinks sorrow will tear her apart if she has to let go of him.

They just found each other. He gave his life defending hers.

Slowly, she bends her head and does what she has ached to do for days, what she should have done on the lakeshore when he pressed the rune stone into her hand.

She touches her lips to his.

They are still soft.

His are the first she has ever kissed.

If this were a children’s bedtime story, she would breathe life into him with her longing.

Only when Thranduil kneels on the other side of the body, does Tauriel remember the king is still there.

She thinks he will ask her to stand and come away, and is ready to protest, to cling to Kili. She will stay right here until his kin returns to claim him.

But Thranduil does not speak.

Instead, he does something very unexpected, his face suddenly a mask of concentration.

His strong brows have come together in a frown: He raises a hand and lets it hover over Kili’s head.

“What … what are you doing?” Tauriel has to swallow her sobs for the words to come out right.

The moment drags out.

The king lowers his palm to place it lightly on Kili’s chest.

Tauriel, wholly confused, idly wonders through her grief if this is the first time in all his many, many millennia that king Thranduil has touched a dwarf with anything but the pointy end of a sword.

“He is a fighter”, the king says quietly. There is wonder is his voice. “And he fights, still. So stubborn …”.

“W-what?!”

Thranduil looks up, meets her shocked eyes.

“His heart has stopped, yes. But his soul is still here. It is holding on …”.

Now it is Tauriel’s heart that nearly stops.

“How do you…how can you-”.

Her king’s attention has returned to Kili.

He answers Tauriel without looking at her.

“I have certain … gifts”.

In typical Thranduil fashion, the king does not elaborate, and his matter-of-fact tone does not invite questioning.

Yet for once, Tauriel is too gripped with emotion to be deterred.

“Can you bring him back?”, she blurts out. “Please, my king, please? If there is any chance … I … I would do anything. Please!”.

Bringing someone back from the dead is reserved for the most nightmarish, ancient evil magic.

Until recently, Tauriel had only heard nonsensical tales of the practise whispered, and even in those, the someones that were brought back, were dangerous, mindless shadow apparitions of their former selves.

But if what her king is saying about Kili’s soul is true …

Thranduil appears to hesitate before speaking but when he does, Tauriel feels as if he is reading her mind. She has sometimes suspected that that is indeed a secret gift of his. Another one.

“The kind of magic required to awaken the dead is not only forbidden, it is destructive to the natural order of the world. However, if the soul has not yet left the body-”

He pauses. Decides.

“It can be done, if done quickly. No matter the strength of the warrior, the soul will be forced to leave this plane soon after death has occurred. I do not know how this one is still here”.

Love, thinks Tauriel. She does not know if it is actually true, or if it is her hope speaking. He is still here because of love.

Then the other elf gasps. Thranduil regards Kili’s face with disbelief.

“Of course …”, he whispers. His palm flattens on Kili’s pierced armour, fingers spread out. “Elvish blood runs in his line. Many years back …”

Tauriel stares at her love. Her mouth opens and closes.

His finely defined face, the shape of his cheekbones, so different from most of his kin.

Except for his brother’s, and the dwarf king’s …

Impossible. Yet suddenly it makes sense.

Did Kili know?

No, Tauriel does not think so.

As for Thorin …?

“Tauriel”, the elfking says. His voice is even but insistent. It commands her full attention. “If I succeed in bringing him back to you, you must never speak to anyone of what happened here. Not a word, do you understand? Not to his kin. Not to him. Certainly not to the wizard … And not to Legolas”.

Something flutters beneath the deep timbre of Thranduil’s voice. A bottomless despair struggling to surface, to be recognized.

And Tauriel remembers what Legolas told her at Mount Gundabad. About his mother’s death there.

She draws in a breath as she looks into Thranduil’s blue, blue eyes, but the king holds up a hand, reading her like a book.

“No”, he says simply but firmly, and it is a no that silences her. A warning.

No.

The king then touches Kili’s forehead and closes his eyes.

Tauriel is squeezing the dwarf’s hand so hard her knuckles are turning as white as the ground.

Stillness.

And then the air seems to shimmer and fizz around them, thick with swirling magic.

The snowfall has stopped. Or it can no longer touch them.

Thranduil is muttering words under his breath that Tauriel cannot make out. He leans forward, long blond hair falling around his set face. The tips pool on Kili’s shoulders like a veil of fine silk engulfing him.

Time stands still, and Tauriel forgets to breathe.

She has no idea how many moments go by.

And then Kili’s chest rises, and his lips part.

And the dwarf gasps for air!

His whole body shivers as his eyes fly open to the sky, wild, wide, alive.

He is alive!

“Kili!” Tauriel cries out and takes his face in her hands.

Their eyes meet.

He blinks rapidly, like he has been pulled out of deep water. “Tauriel…” Shakily, he raises his hands to her face as if seeing her for the first time.

“Are you okay?”, he asks. His voice is hoarse but urgent. “The orc, is … is he-”.

“He’s dead. It’s over. We’re safe, we’re both safe”. Tears are streaming down her face. “I thought I’d lost you!”.

“I thought so too …” Kili looks at her with utter wonder and bafflement. Then he grimaces and reaches for the wound in his chest. “Ugh, this one hurts, though …”.

“He needs tending to and fast”. Thranduil stands. A tiny droplet of sweat glistens on his brow. Or perhaps it is a snowflake. Are they falling again?

“Tauriel, I would advise you to take him far away from here, and never look back, but …”

He speaks as if Kili was not there.

“What is-”. Kili tries to focus on the tall figure towering over him, but is too stunned, and in too much pain, to fully register what is being said.

Tauriel shakes her head at the elf king.

“He will want to stay with his kin. They have suffered enough loss”.

She thinks of Thorin. The dwarf king is dead.

Thranduil sighs.

“Yes, I anticipate he will want to do that …”

“Tauriel…”. The dwarf winces. She looks back at him. She will never lose him from her sight again.

She brushes locks of soft hair from his forehead.

Does not notice her elf lord leaving. She will never see him again.

“I had a dream that you kissed me”, Kili whispers, his eyes searching hers. “A kiss of love …”.

She smiles through her tears.

“It wasn’t a dream … my love”.

Despite his agony, a smile spreads on his face. A bright, wonderful, boyish smile amidst the hurt and loss. He will face them later.

“…Love”. He grins, actually grins, and tries to sit up, but Tauriel gently puts a hand on his arm to stop him.

“Do not move too much. You are badly wounded. We have to call on the others to come help, and patch you up…”

“Then come down here to me”.

He shakes off a glove. Weaves his fingers through her hair.

She dips her face to his.

He gasps when she recaptures his mouth.

His lips are still soft, but now they move, as well. Melting into hers.

He pulls her closer, his other, gloved hand finding the curve of her waist, and she has to remind herself not to crush his wounded chest.

She wants to drown in his arms.

When their mouths part, they stay nose to nose.

“Never leave”, Kili whispers. His warm breath tickles her skin.

All of him is warmth.

Home.

“I won’t. Never”.

High in the sky above them, eagles cry triumphantly.

She takes his hand. Presses the smooth, oval shape back into his palm.

“It worked, Kili”, she whispers against his lips, before kissing him again.

Deeply, hungrily.

For the third time out of a million more kisses to come over their many, many years together.

“It worked”.

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Thank you for reading!

#my canon #because they deserved better ... #kili x tauriel #the battle of the five armies #the hobbit #thranduil #aidan turner #evangeline lilly #tolkien #tauriel and kili #tauriel x kili #kili and tauriel #tw: blood #kili x tauriel fic #kili #the hobbit the battle of the five armies #tauriel #hobbit fic #kiliel #kili durin

[moonchildsorcery]

finally got my beautiful high-elf storm sorceress/druid oc, Alora Lightcrown, commissioned and i’m 🥹

done by the extremely talented @ladysiryna your art is stunning and absolutely exquisite. thank you for capturing Alora so beautifully

i’ll be sharing more about my babygirl soon 🩶

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 oc #oc story #oc art #oc #alora lightcrown #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 storm sorcerer #bg3 oc art #my oc #my oc character #bg3 high elf #Siryna's art #dnd character #dnd oc #dnd ocs #my canon #bg3 tav

[castieldelamancha]

dean telling cas he loves him simply because he feels like it, well aware that such words and declarations shouldn't only be reserved to moments of danger and goodbye, because he knows one might run out of time to say them, and well aware that it doesn't stop being meaningful and special just because he says it over and over again, because what he shares with cas, what goes beyond words and entwines their hearts together could never stop being meaningful and special, so if he feels like it he tells cas he loves him, handing him a cup of coffee in the morning or sitting down beside him so they can have a quiet evening together, and is not even about cas saying it back, although he always does, is about the way castiel looks at him when he says it, smiling brightly like he has never heard such good news, eyes alight and a hand that reaches out to squeeze dean's hand, or his forearm, or to cradle his jaw

#destiel #they are so grossly in love #my canon #MY CANON!!!!

[sunny-clover]

silly lottle guys :)))

I love this scene so much.

BUT LIKE. RAPH’S ENTRANCE‼️‼️‼️⁉️⁉️⁉️

I LOVE OT SO MUCH PLS

MY BRAIN CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH HAPPY CHEMICALS OMG

RAPH AND DONNIE JUST LOOKIN AT THE CAMERA LIKE GET READY TO GET FUCKED UP

AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH

FRUITY ASS BOYS.

LOVE THESE TURTLES. THEYRE SO GREEN.

#tmnt #mutant mayhem #my canon #sun’s shenanigans #mutant mayhem spoilers #mutant mayhem leo #mutant mayhem mikey #mutant mayhem donnie #mutant mayhem raph #tmnt mutant mayhem #tmnt 2023 #tmnt mm #mutant Mayhem analysis

[titansandothers]

A thought just occurred to me regarding Raven and it kind of spiraled into several ideas.

Given Raven's need to meditate, it's fair to assume she's quite good at it and, as such, breathing techniques. This, combined with her ability to calm herself, likely results in her being able to hold her breath far longer than most people.

If she wanted to, Raven could be fantastic in the water.

She has her reasons to avoid this though.

The beach isn't really her scene. Loud active people, sand that gets everywhere, expectations of skimpy swimwear... Not her preference.

A swimming pool is worse, even with its lack of sand. The confined space just pushed people that much closer together.

When her ability to hold her breath so long is discovered, however, Beast Boy recommends an idea she might actually like.

He got the idea when researching Mexico and planning his dream vacation there.

Free diving.

Should she use her great lung capacity to her advantage, she could make her way deeper than any other swimmer, away from the commotion of the others, and stay there for minutes at a time. No cumbersome equipment. No noise. No excessive bubbles.

All there would be is quiet serenity as she feels the sensation of weightlessness without using her magic and sees the natural state of life below the sea.

A wondrous mix of maintaining control and letting go.

She has to keep control of her mind and body while also allowing her body to float in the depths without her efforts.

This would prove to be a new outdoor activity for Raven and may just have her less reluctant to visit the beach with her friends.

While she would generally try to free dive alone, Beast Boy would likely join in on occasion, usually in animal form.

This wouldn't necessarily be unpleasant, as he is quiet underwater and could sometimes lead her to interesting sights.

Though he may just start communicating with her as they learn sign language from Jericho.

#my canon #Teen Titans #Raven #Beast Boy #Jericho