#canon .

[lifesteal-headcanons]

both ash and red are insanely good at driving (cuz of the airship race) but neither of them have licenses

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[flopstat]

ted, covering beard's eyes with his hands: guess who! beard: it's either ted, or the cold, clammy hands of death. ted, lifting his hands up: it's ted! beard: damn it.

[killnoira]

SEXUAL  TRAITS.

bolded   is     ❛  yes.  ❜     italics   is      ❛  conditional   ❜      or      ❛  partner-dependent.  ❜      strike  through   is     ❛  wtf   is   wrong   with   all   of   you.  ❜

INCLINATIONS  &  HABITS.    submissive   /  dominant   /    prefers  to  top    /    prefers  to  bottom    /   likes to switch  /    heterosexual   /   hetero-flexible  /    gay   /   lesbian    /    bisexual   /   pan-sexual    /  asexual   /    demisexual  /   enjoys  sex  with  men   /   enjoys  sex  with  women  /  enjoys  sex  with  gender-fluid  , agender  ,  demigender  ,  or  non-binary  individuals  /  enjoys  sex with  all  genders  regardless  of  how  they  identify  /   enjoys  sex  with  multiple  people  at  a  time  /   enjoys  intimacy  with  women  /  enjoys  intimacy  with  men   /   enjoys  intimacy  with  gender-fluid,  agender,  demigender,  or non-binary  individuals   /  enjoys  intimacy  with  all  genders regardless  of  how  they  identify  / initiates  / waits for partner to initiate /    spits    /    swallows   / morning  sex  /    night  sex   /  sex  any  time  /    no  sex  drive    /    low  sex  drive    /    average  sex drive   / high  sex  drive  /    hyper-sexual  .

BODY  &  APPEARANCE.    slender  build    /    medium  build  /   athletic  build   /    muscular  build   /  curvy  build    /   voluptuous  build    /  chubby  build  /   wears  boxers   / wears  boxer-briefs  /  wears  lingerie  /    goes  commando    /   cup  size  a-c  /    cup  size  d-f   /    1-5”  in  length    /  6-9”  in length /    10”  or  over  in  length

SOUNDS.    silent    /  quiet    /  loud  /  grows  in  volume  over  time   /  bites  hand  ,  partner  ,  pillow  to  muffle  to  themselves  /  calls  out  partner’s  name  /  curses /    fakes  /  exaggerates  /   prefers  a  quiet  partner    /    prefers  a  loud  partner   /   prefers  a  partner  who  grows  in  volume  over  time  /   turned  on  by  dirty  talk  /    turned  off  by  dirty  talk  ( if ur trash at it )

TURN-ONS  &  KINKS.    having  their  hands  pinned  /    pinning  their  partner’s  hands   /    having  their  hair pulled   /  pulling  their  partner’s  hair /  being  watched  (  by their  partner  )  /  being  watched   (  by  a  third  party  )   /   watching  their  partner /   receiving  oral  /  giving  oral  /  giving  praise  /   receiving  praise   /  biting  /  marking  /  being  bitten  /  marked  /   spanking   /    being  spanked   / teasing   / being teased  /  having  toys  used  on  them  /    using  toys  on  their  partner  /  giving anal   /   receiving  anal /   choking    /  being  choked  / dirty  talk  /   being  tied  up / tying  their  partner  up /  being  worshipped  /  worshipping   their  partner  /   humiliating    /    being  humiliated    /   degrading   /    being  degraded   /    knife  play  /    blood  play    /   being  pegged   /  pegging  their  partner  /   whipping  /    being  whipped

PLACES.    bedroom  /   shower  /   bath   /   pool  /   ocean   /    kitchen   /   home bathroom   /   public  bathroom   /   car /    tent    /   alleyway    /    field   /   forest  /   school   /   empty  or  abandoned  building    /   library   /   rooftop  /  terrace  /   dressing  room   /   elevator    /   parking  lot  /    museum    /   cemetery   /   beach  /   closet   /   hospital

TAGGED  BY  :   @helyuhn  . TAGGING  :    @daiteitako    .    @manipulations    .    @cruelshape    .   anyone who wants to  u w u 

[rottcore-a]

                  𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘

Mal’s creation was one of science. But her birth and life was one of love. Raised by her mother alone, Mal grew up with the best childhood. At times a spoiled brat, she was a handful of a child. Mal grew up curious and hungry for knowledge. But it was also difficult. Her mother, Mistress of All Evil, was feared by many and so too was Mal. Because of this, Mal also grew up in a constant state of survival and defensiveness. Often, in order to avoid a broken heart or impending rejection, Mal was a bully and pushed people away before they could get too close or learn who she and her mother really were. This attitude and behavior saw to Mal’s self-induced isolation for a long time.

Her lack of invitation to Evie’s birthday party saw to a bitter rivalry for years until the girls suddenly found themselves unlikely allies. Eventually, Carlos and Jay joined the party. Through this alliance, Mal grew to understand friendship and loyalty and trust. TCF would often hang out at Mal’s place when they weren’t looking for mischief around the Isle. But it only extends so far. She is still wary of anyone else.

This is even more clear when TCF is invited to Auradon. Mal is especially mean to AKs. But, perhaps, there’s more to them than meets the eye…

                  𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄

1) When TCF goes to Auradon, there is no mission to steal the wand and take it back to the Isle. Instead, Mal creates a mission for herself to push every single AK away and introduce them to some fun mischief at the same time.

2) REGARDING BAL: My canon =/= movie canon here, at all. The love spell was a spell gone wrong. What was intended to be a cookie meant to keep AKs away became the opposite, due to Mal misreading the spell’s directions and ingredients (because she had had no practical firsthand experience with magic since magic was banned on the isle). She’d intended to give the cookies to several AKs who seemed too friendly for her tastes, and Ben had just happened to be the first person to receive one. Only it was a disaster. Do not assume that my Mal is dating Ben, or even likes him romantically. I am open to it, but there must be discussion between myself and the mun of that character.

3) Do not assume that my Mal will like your character. She is mean and spiteful and will lash out if she thinks she is starting to like your character even a little bit.

4) My Mal loves and respects her mother, Maleficent. She does not fear her or want to be evil like her mom. She wants to impress her, of course, but only as much as any child would want to impress their guardian/parent.

[tiltedhalos-a]

eggsy:

harry: i’m so proud of you

[bodilyheal-blog]

CANON      :      every  oc  needs  a  tragic  backstory  .  :3

when  he  was  a  child,      his  family  was  brutally  murdered      &      he  was  almost  killed  but  his  quirk  kept  him  alive  long  enough  for  the  police  to  save  him.      he  was  stabbed  in  the  side  while  he  slept      &      his  blood  worked  to  heal  the  wound  despite  it  being  pretty  deep.      since  he  was  doing  nothing  else  but  lying  there  in  pain,     it  was  able  to  keep  him  alive     &      didn’t  let  him  bleed  out.      this  is  how  he  discovered  his  quirk.

he  found  doctors  fascinating      &     they  told  him  while  he  was  in  the  hospital  that  his  quirk  would  be  useful  in  the  medical  field;      that  made  him  want  to  become  a  doctor      &      save  people  the  way  he  was  saved.      he  ended  up  developing  a  hatred  for  heroes,     which  caused  him  to  rethink  helping  them  in  the  medical  field.      WHY  SHOULD  HE  HELP  A  BUNCH  OF  MONEY  HUNGRY  FAKE  -  HEROES  ?      he  took  it  upon  himself  to  use  his  quirk  for  a  different  cause      ;      villains.

[beeoracle]

﹙ 𝖎. ﹚˚ 𝑬XCERPT   . . . 13 nov '25 (11:01)

content warning : car crash appearance/s from : jang do-hyun in reference to this

"― and if all things go well, there might be a wedding invitation for you too," the delighted grin falters for a moment, contemplating her own words as if confusing even herself. "are you allowed to come to patient's weddings or is that another boundary crossing rule?" melia smiles, almost apologetically, "that is another boundary that's best not to cross. i appreciate the thought though."

clicking away on the keyboard, she wonders what about her seems to unintentionally invite others to latch on, especially at work. she'll mostly get harmless comments like that; patients seemingly forgetting they're talking to a medical professional and instead treating her as a friend. on one hand, it is a sign that they're comfortable and trust her, which is a good thing, especially with this population. on the other, she can't help but wonder if she's giving off the wrong impressions...

"so, we're okay with leaving things where they're at, right?" melia steers the conversation back to wrapping up their appointment when she looks at her screen and sees the girl's dejected expression. "...yes,that's okay." "perfect. i'm thinking we can also check back in a bit later than a month, since things are going well... what about in january?"

                      ────── 〔✿〕 ──────

she stretches a bit after closing her laptop and glances at the clock. a little break before the next session won't hurt and she wants to check-in on yeonu anyways. she ventures out the office and down the hall to the living room, but before she can make it there, melia feels a hand circle around her wrist and tug her backwards, sending her stumbling into a pair of arms.

"jang do-hyun, you scared me half to death!" the scolding she wants to give him doesn't quite land, failing to resist the urge to giggle when he does his usual greeting of lightly bumping his head against hers. "sorry, i was just about to let you know i'll be gone for a few hours." "to see your friend, yes?" he nods. he had been getting out quite often lately— not that she has complaints. as much as melia would love to spend all day snuggling up with her baby and boyfriend, maintaining healthy boundaries was important. she raises herself on her tiptoes to kiss him goodbye but the moment lips touch, a stabbing pain erupts in her head. she gasps, almost doubling over while clutching the right side of face.

"mel?!" dohyun’s frantic voice sounds muffled and far away, though she knows he’s right there. she can feel him his arms tightening around her waist to keep her upright, "are you okay? what's happening?!" it only lasts a few seconds, subsiding to a dull throbbing, but the pain is so excruciating it felt like hours of torture. something is very wrong, something to do with him. her head was spinning with waves of emotions as he holds her at arms-length to examine her. "i-i'm... fine," she answers weakly, doing her best to straighten up and give him a reassuring smile. "it's just a migraine. i get them a lot." and when the look on his face makes his concern obvious, she waves him away dismissively, "seriously, i'm okay! i'll take some medicine and lay down for a bit... but you should get going." those words leave a bitter taste in her mouth and her throat dry but she choose to ignore it. it was likely some kind of sickness, her body still recovering from giving birth. dohyun is clearly not convinced, so she all but shove him out the front door. "your friend is probably waiting, hyun! just... be careful, okay?" he hesitates for a moment but knew better than to argue with her, and mutters a "of course" while leaning down to give her one last kiss on the top of the head before heading out the door. "i love you." "love you too."

as soon as the lock turns, melia is stumbling back down the hall, shearing pain returning in full force. vision is blurry and her mouth tastes like pennies. her stomach churns and threatens to come up. half-blind, she rummages through the bathroom's medicine cabinet until she makes out the label of the right bottle, struggling with the cap for a second too long before throwing back two pills dry. she then leans over the sink, turning the faucet on so cold water gushes out and greedily drinks straight from the tap until the thirst finally subsides. breathing heavily, she slowly raises her head but is no longer in her bathroom and instead on a street. all around her, there's debris, smoking pieces of various vehicles, people screaming in agony. the ones who weren’t crying out for help are crowded on the sidewalks, trying to catch a glimpse of the scene with some morbid curiosity, gawking like a mindless mob. she shoves her way through the crowd, no one really paying her any mind, and stumbles into a smaller street, only to be met with something that makes her blood run cold. in front of her, there's a familiar car flipped over and without really thinking, her foot takes a step forward. glass crunches beneath her feet and smell the scent of blood is invading her nose. her whole body feels like it's weighed down, making ever step harder and harder to make.

she doesn't want to see who's in the driver seat, but she has to. she already knows who it is, but she has to look.

eyes are burning, either from smoke or tears, and breath is rapid and shallow with a growing sense of panic as she inches forward. she doesn't want to see, but she leans forward anyways and the driver's lifeless corpse comes into view.

her mouth opens to scream.

"ms. chu?" a voice snaps her back to the present. melia is in the bathroom again, faucet running on full blast; no wreckage, no fires, no image of dohyun's unmoving body bent in odd ways inside a totaled car. the nanny is standing in the doorway holding yeonu, and she meets her disturbed gaze in the mirror. "are you alright, ms. chu?"

she couldn't answer at first, her body still in frozen as she turns her attention back to the reflection. she's pale as a ghost, eyes tinged with red and blood that she hadn't noticed until then trickling down her nose. cursing and grabbing a handful of toilet paper to stop the bleeding, she answers forcefully while fumbling to turn the sink off, "yes, i'm fine! it happens sometimes." grabbing a second wad of toilet paper, melia begins to wipe up the blood that had dripped onto the counter but the nanny stops her. "you need to go lay down. i'll clean this up." "but―" "go. lay. down." the older woman's tone makes her shrinks away and shuffles back down the hall to the master bedroom, hearing her call after, "and change out of that shirt and leave it in the hall! you got blood on it too!"

sure enough, there are bright red splotches dotting the front of the blouse, causing her to curse again. she stops at the vanity mirror and cautiously pulls the paper away from her face. it looks like the bleeding has stopped as quickly as it started, only leaving behind its smears across her lips. she sighs and tosses the soiled wad into the wastebin, then reaches a few more tissues to gently blow her nose with. the pain she felt in her head is now just a normal headache, but it left behind a realization that is even more agonizing.

something is going to happen to him, something bad (she should've said something. she should've stopped this. she could've saved him).

melia isn't sure how much time has passed with her laying numbly in bed. it felt like mere seconds and also eternity at the same time. there's a sudden flash of light, followed by the sound of her phone vibrating against the nightstand. it takes a second for her body to respond to her brain trying to make her arm move, reaching out for the device then frowning when she sees the caller id, "soyi?"

"hayoon! oh my god, it's bad... it's so very bad―" "what? what's―" "it's dohyun, there's been a huge wreck! people are hurt and..." his sister's voice fades away and so does everything else. it feels like the wind has been knocked out of her and she can't get enough air in her lungs. all she could do was face the horrors of the same thought over and over again.

i could've saved him.