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anonymous asked:

Did you know 3.22 is International seal day? I'm not sure if it still is in your time zone. My friend mentioned it today and I was so happy.

YESSS!!! I do know actually! :D  Unfortunately, when you live in a country where seals practically do not exist, International Seal Day is not that big of a deal ;O; But!! I did draw this little thing yesterday to celebrate!!ヾ(・ω・*)ノ

you know what always gets me?

that not only was ed helping oswald get ready for the founder’s dinner

but when oswald said “it’s a shame i don’t have a plus one” ed replies with “i can’t go anyway i have a date”

what, was it just a given that ed would accompany oswald? that ed would be the mayor’s plus one to a prestigious dinner?

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yourbaeishellagay  asked:

K so I will pay you for omegas who can't have kids headcanons I will also pay you for more more adopted kids headcanons

  • Omegas who can’t have kids absolutely adoring spending time around their friends who have pups
  • They always leap in to help whenever their friends need a baby sitter (pup sitter?)
  • Infertile omegas are often looked down on and shunned by society, because, in the basest terms possible, breeding is what omegas do on an evolutionary level
  • Parents who know their omega child will grow up to be infertile, but not having the heart to tell them as they watch their child cradle their soft animals and pretend to feed them bottles of milk and dress them in baby clothes
  • An infertile omega who decides early in life not to be bitter about not being able to have pups, and training to be a maternity nurse because dammit, if they can’t have their own pups, they’ll sure as hell help others have theirs
  • Also, infertile omegas who become family doctors/consultants, so they can watch one pup grow from birth right up to an adult having pups of their own
  • Infertile omegas who still, even as grown adults, sometimes cradle pillows or soft toys, pretending it’s their pup
  • Some omegas even go so far as to avoid building nests, because they associate them so much with pups and fertility
  • An infertile omega having to tell their mate that they can have pups in a very quiet, halting voice
  • Infertile omegas who work as teachers in elementary school/primary school absolutely adoring watching their students grow from tiny weeny pups to kids about to go off to secondary/middle school
  • Then there are the few omegas who are incredibly bitter about being infertile, who try to avoid pups like the plague
  • Infertile omegas who are offered the chance for them and their mate to have a surrogate mother, and the little omega just bursts into tears
  • An infertile omega who’s mated to another (fertile) omega deciding to use a sperm donor to have a child
  • A very nervous alpha pair waiting almost a year to adopt their very own beta pup, and freaking out because “what if they don’t like us?! What if we do something wrong?!”
  • Newly adopted siblings clinging to each other for the first few days in their new house, and even sleeping in the same bed and refusing to go anywhere without the other
  • A beta and omega pair who had fostered a small alpha revealing to the alpha on Christmas Day that they’re going to adopt them, and the alpha bursting into happy tears
  • An adopted omega deciding that their alpha parents’ bed is THE BEST place to build their stress nest, so they take over the entire bed. Not wanting to scare or intimidate the small omega while they’re still settling in, the two alphas sleep on the sofa for a week until the omega demands they come and sleep in the nest
  • A single omega adopting a troubled beta child, and when the beta gets stressed and begins to panic, and omega does the only thing they can think of that always calms them down; they build a nest around the beta child
    • Bonus: It works
  • An alpha child who had always seemed a little aloof and distant from their adoptive alpha and omega parents, and they have no idea what to do. One day, the alpha falls and scrapes their knee. The omega parent is watching, holding themselves back from going to help, and expects the child to start crying and run away somewhere, or simply carry on. To their surprise, the small alpha lets out a loud scream of “MAMAAAAAAAAA” and sprints over to the omega, snivelling and whining
    • The omega almost dies of happiness
  • A beta pair who already have a rough, playful alpha pup, and adopting a beta child who’s more reserved and younger than their alpha. They worry that their alpha pup will start roughhousing with the little adoptive sibling, but to their surprise, their pup takes the beta’s hand and says, very shyly and quietly, “can I show you your room?”
  • An omega and alpha adopting a very young pup who’s only a few months old, and the moment the omega holds the little pup, they whisper “oh my god” and feel a sudden, incredibly strong urge to protect this tiny, helpless pup and they understand what ‘maternal instinct’ means

Also, if you were serious about paying me, my PayPal email is izzywillow12@gmail.com ;) ;) ;) 

Stress like wax; melting away

A/N) hi guys! This is the written part of a request by an anon from the prompt list. This was fun to write, and I hope you guys enjoy it! As always, the texts were by @credence-needs-a-hug and @its-always-you–john-watson
And the writing was just by the first one listed.
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Remus rolled his head around his shoulders in a futile attempt to stop the ache. He sighed in agitation. He could barely keep his eyes open, they hurt so much. His back was glaring with pain, as were his knees. He limped down the street, his mind focused on home and home only.

When he came to the door of his and Sirius’ apartment, he pushed his forehead against the cool wood to relieve the heat and sweat that had accumulated there. Eyes closed, he numbly searched for the keyhole and pushed the door open before allowing himself to stumble inside.

When the door was closed behind him, he turned to the living room. Empty. Usually, Sirius would be waiting for him there to ask him about his day with wide, bright eyes and an excited expression. But there was no puppy dog in sight. The only sign of life was the gentle sounds of the bathtub from the back of the apartment. His mind flickered back to the text conversation he had shared with his boyfriend earlier before he wandered back to the source of the sound.

The bathroom was lit only with candles, flickering white and orange over purple wax, filling the room with the scent of lavender. Heat rolled out of the room from the tub, which was filled with water and rose petals, as well as thousands of bubbles and galaxy colors, from what Remus could only assume were bath bombs.

And leaning against the back of the tub with his eyes closed was Sirius. His arm as were resting on either side of the tub, back pressed against the wall, muscles relaxed under his wet, tan skin. His face was completely blank, and the only sign of life was the rise and fall of his chest.

Remus stood there for a minute, taking in the scene. “You gonna stand there and gawk or are you gonna join me?” Sirius spoke suddenly, startling Remus into awareness. He laughed softly. “This is perfect,” he said, beginning to pull off his jumper. “I know, right!” Sirius exclaimed, opening his eyes. The grey irises were shimmering with pride. “I’m pretty great.”

After stripping, Remus walked over to the bath, tentatively placing one foot in the water and immediately melting into the heat. He folded his long limbs into the confines of the tub, laying back against Sirius’ chest and letting out a hum of contentment.

That hum turned into a sigh of relaxation when Sirius’ hands began to run soothing circles into his shoulders and neck. Remus slumped his head forward to give Sirius more room. “Merlin,” he groaned as Sirius worked out a knot in his neck, “What on earth did I do to deserve you?”

Sirius laughed. “You didn’t eat people like all the other werewolf boys.” Remus chuckled gently, eyes drifting shut. “That’s it,” Sirius encouraged. “Relax for once in your life.”

And he did. He relaxed for the first time in months. He let his body slacken and become putty in the water and he let Sirius wash and dress him. And then he was under the covers, aches and pains and worries gone, drained like the water of the tub. And as Remus was pulled into sleep, and Sirius pressed his lips to his forehead, he felt something warm inside. A reminder that Sirius was the love of his life.