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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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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.