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Adoption Headcanons

-A young Omega child being adopted into a family that already has an Alpha child and bursting into tears when the two meet and the little Alpha very bluntly says, “You don’t smell right at all” because the Omega doesn’t smell like ‘home’ or ‘family’ after being lightly scolded and corrected by his mother, the little Alpha feels awful for upsetting their new sibling. After their rough start the Alpha goes out of their way to comfort and protect the timid Omega

-Little Omegas being adopted and being so happy and excited when their new parents provide them with a bunch of stuffed animals and cozy blankets, things the Omegas had never been able to have a lot of before

-A young Alpha that was once mistreated by their biological Alpha parent being very skittish/afraid around adult Alphas. After being adopted by an Alpha/Omega couple they cling to the Omega like crazy right from the beginning but they take a few months to warm up to the kind and loving Alpha that’s trying so hard to get the child to trust them

-A moody young Alpha being fully aware that they are going to have two new parents, what they weren’t prepared for was a very loud and loving Omega woman that calls herself ‘Grandma’ and keeps trying to give them candy and gifts despite the child’s reluctance to interact with her. At first the Alpha honestly just finds her to be very overwhelming but they grow attached to her kind personality and her warm and comforting scent

-An easily frightened/intimidated Beta child being timid and anxious when their parents first bring them home but being instantly comforted by the couple’s Omega child who happily drags their new younger Beta sibling into their nest on the couch to watch movies and eat cookies

-A young Omega child being very quiet and serious as their new parents pick them up to bring them home. Their Alpha parent wrapping them up in their own huge sweatshirt because it’s freezing outside and the little Omega feels so safe and comforted by the gesture, they are too shy to actually say anything but they never give the sweatshirt back and they’ll only go to sleep if it’s in bed with them which their new parents think is adorable

-An Alpha/Omega couple adopting a newborn and spending the first couple weeks constantly holding the baby or cuddling them in their nest to make sure their baby becomes attached to their scents

-A teenage Alpha being incredibly weary of their new adoptive parents but becoming unexpectedly attached and protective of the couple’s small Beta child that insists on sticking to the Alpha like glue

-A Beta child being adopted into a family with a huge dog and freaking out because they’ve never really been around dogs. The child avoiding the dog for a couple days until one night when they are upset and the dog crawls up into bed with them and allows the child to cuddle up with them until they fall asleep. The two being inseparable after that

-An Omega being adopted into a family with Alpha twins that are just a couple years older and the twins are just instantly attached to their new little Omega sibling, each of the young Alphas always holds one of the Omega’s hands whenever they go somewhere and are always low-key competing for the small Omega’s attention and approval

Children Headcanons

-A little Alpha insisting that their Omega friend wears their jacket all the time and the Omega going along with it but when they ask why the Alpha always wants them to wear it the Alpha just shrugs and responds like, “Dunno, dad always loves it when mom wears his jacket cuz it smells like him, so since I’m gonna marry you, you should wear my jacket and smell like me!” and then being confused why the little Omega is blushing like they hadn’t just declared that they want to get married

-A little Omega being picked up from school by their Alpha parent and their Alpha friend boldly introduces themselves as the Omega’s mate. The Alpha parent plays it cool but later that night they are ranting to their own Omega mate about that “arrogant little punk” and their mate is just like, “He’s seven years old, I don’t think we have much to worry about dear.”

-Shy little Omegas clinging to other little Omegas for comfort in schools and playgroups, always nervously holding hands or gripping each other’s sweater sleeves

-An Alpha and Omega having a play date and getting into a very loud argument so the Omega’s mother comes in to check on them and the little Omega tearfully explains that the Alpha won’t agree to any of the names they chose for their baby. And the mom is trying to understand like, “Baby? Are you guys playing house?” and both the children look at her like she’s an idiot or something before the Alpha very seriously answers like, “No, we’re talking about the baby we’re gonna have when we get married in a couple years…and Sparkles is a stupid name.” thus begins more crying/arguing from the Omega while the mother is just very confused because these children are literally only five years old

-Little Alpha, Beta, and Omega that are all best friends and one day the Omega is asked by another student if they would rather marry the Alpha or the Beta and the Omega replies, “I’m gonna marry them both of course, my mom is married to two Alpha’s so I can marry two people too.” and the Alpha and Beta just nod along like it should’ve been an obvious answer to the question

-A smaller than average Alpha child being very weak and always getting sick, being teased by bigger Alphas at school but their Beta and Omega friends always try to protect them and take care of them

-A little group of friends deciding that they are going to be a pack and all live together someday…the idea falls apart about 15 minutes later though when all the Alpha children start fighting about who would get to be the head Alpha

-A little Alpha wanting to show off how strong they are so they try to pick up their Omega friend…only to be horribly mortified when they stumble and drop their friend on the hard ground. The small Omega being in tears while also desperately trying to comfort the Alpha and assure them they really aren’t hurt at all

anonymous asked:

Why do all artists do the little box thing? Like where they put their URL or whatever. I'm just curious

do you mean this thing? :o

it’s basically our signature, but put in a box to make it fancy~~

when i joined tumblr like years ago, johannathemad was one of the first artists i followed, and i dunno if she’s the one who started it but i started putting my url in a box bc of her ahah

and one of my favourite artists, myetie has a reaaaally pretty signature!

and i kinda copied both of them :’))))

[NCT] Simplicity

A little babble that kind of sucks but doesn’t suck enough to keep me from posting it 
I’m a tad sour rn and want sleepy kisses from jjh so take this; a product of my bad mood

Originally posted by nctmark

Word count: 585
Genre: fluff
Feedback is always appreciated, 
Thank you and goodnight

The trill sound of you crying out in frustration is what rouses Jaehyun from his mid-afternoon nap. Awake, but slow to rise, he only rolls over, grumbling out a, “babe, be quiet.” It’s when you toss your bag to the floor far more aggressively than needed that he decides to sit up, propping himself up on his elbows. You angrily pace around at the food of the bed, rubbing at your temples and willing yourself to settle down.
“You’re blowing smoke.” Jaehyun jokingly says, a lazy smile quirked on his lips. You shoot him a glare. At this, his look softens, and he beckons you over. You debate shutting him down, giving him the cold shoulder because you want so desperately to take out your pent up aggravation on something and, well, if Jaehyun happens to be within arm’s reach, then so be it. Through your internal dialogue, he’s looking at you, eyes heavy with sleep and hair askew in every direction and his clothes are all rumpled from his tossing and turning and he’s smiling at you and you can feel the adoration he has for you and you’re melting. You breathe a heavy sigh, laced with irritation and exhaustion and you trudge over to him, allowing his hands to completely envelope yours as he guides you down to lie next to him.

His arms are around you and your face is tucked into his chest and you can feel his heartbeat, smooth and rhythmic and so much calmer than your own. He presses a kiss to the top of your head, and you allow yourself to snuggle closer to him, wanting to drown in his warmth.
“You want to tell me about what’s got you so worked up?” He questions softly, fingers loosely carding through your hair. You breathe in his scent, warm and inviting and your knees go weak because this boy is yours and you thank whoever may be listening that he’s a part of your life.
The only response you offer is a minute shake of your head, and he only hums in acknowledgement, choosing instead to begin rocking you the tiniest bit.
Jaehyun will wait with you, hold you until your heartbeat has settled and the heat in your cheeks has died down.

“I really love you, Jaehyun.” You mumble into the fabric of his t-shirt. A laugh sounds deep in his chest.
“I really love you too, Y/N.” Is his response.
You move back to meet his eyes, and you feel like you can lose yourself in endless pools of brown that carry so much love for you; only you.
“No, Jaehyun. I really really am in love with you.” You say, and his smile brightens. He’s idly rubbing circles into your side, and you can feel the tension in your shoulders ebbing away with every feather light caress. He smiles, and your heart swells with happiness. The time for anger and frustration and everything that comes along with a bad day would come later; now, you’re only concerned with the feel of Jaehyun’s lips against your own as you kiss him. Slow and sweet, patient and oh so caring, your eyes flutter shut and you let Jaehyun guide you into a state of contentment that you had been aching for all day.
“I really really am in love with you, too.” He says as he pulls away.
And than you kiss him again. Because you love him, and he loves you. It’s as simple as that.

anonymous asked:

Headcanons for Junkrat with an Artist!S/O?

  • Jamison(a.k.a. Junkrat) suggests that with every painting or sketch you make, that you should burn around  the edges for, “Style.”
  • He asks you to teach him more about painting and drawing, but he only draws explosions and fires. He may be experiencing PTSD, but you know that he’s at least getting his feelings out.
  • Whenever you finish a project his first question is always, “Does it have explosions?!” and of course, you answer with no and pat him on the head.
  • He tends to only use red, yellow, and orange colors, he really likes drawing flames and explosions, like, a lot..
  • You draw him a self portrait one day and take his suggestion to burn around the edges, this portrait later becomes known as an important work of art, and all Jamison can say is, “I told ya so!”