#Sharing burdens

[ask-a-bot]

Uuuuh….Prime…… It’s not a bad thing to admit you’re not feeling well. You most definitely sound sick. Why don’t you see Ratchet? Have you gotten enough rest? Fluids? It wouldn’t hurt to have a check up. With how you’ve been straining yourself, you no doubt have a depressed immune system.

Sometimes it takes more strength to ask for help than to bear it all on your own. I should know, I struggle with the same thing.

I've just seen him via video call. Hi, Lunarstar793. Snf. Yeah... he says I... cough! I should've asked for help taking care of Megatron, so I could rest and refuel. Thing is... I didn't like to leave his side. I don't like to leave anyone I care about to suffer.

But... why me? Snf.

Is that a trick question?

Will you at least allow me to tend to you, now that I am feeling stronger?

Snf, snf. I am not staying in berth while you make yourself worse.

I did not suggest that. We will take turns resting. I will tend to us both while you rest and then... ksch-kssch-kschoooosch!

And then we swap. OK. That might work.

What about the cooking?

I think we will have to survive on energon rations for now. Your food is delicious, but... well... you will not be able to avoid coughing and sneezing on it.

Ugh... good point. Yuck! I'm gonna have to deep-clean my kitchen the moment I'm back on my feet.

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

Carry One Another’s Burdens

So then, while we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, and especially to those who are of the household of the faith. — Galatians 6:10 | Legacy Standard Bible  (LSB) Legacy Standard Bible Copyright ©2021 by The Lockman Foundation. All rights reserved. Managed in partnership with Three Sixteen Publishing Inc. Cross References: Proverbs 3:27; John 9:4; John 12:35; Acts 6:7; Galatians 1:23; Ephesians 2:19; Ephesians 4:28

[lost--survivor-alive7]

ARTISTS OF TUMBLR, You can make a difference:

TL;DR:

Artists can volunteer to recreate lost pictures of adult survivors of childhood violence.

Hello. I am an adult survivor of extreme childhood abuse. I fled home as soon as I could escape my perpetrators, and I have been on my own ever since.

While I have not regretted running away (even when it was hard to survive without community), I have felt an immense sense of sadness that I have few pictures of myself as a child.

I often think of the wonderful kid that I was and how even through surviving many heinous crimes (some of which that have left me disabled), I kept my kind heart and love of laughter intact. I know there were pictures of me that really showed this, but, I do not have any way to obtain these photos without risking my life. It's not worth it to me.

What IS worth it to me is to ask for help from a community (artists of Tumblr) that kept me sane as a teenager while I planned my escape. What IS worth it to me is to create a blog where others like me can ask for the same.

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How it works (REQUESTS):

Please see this post for a full description of request guidelines to ensure that you are keeping yourself safe online.

Reblog this post with a description of the lost image that you are trying to recover. Be as detailed as possible without giving any personally identifying information.

Include any reference photos (NOT REAL IMAGES OF YOURSELF) that may be helpful in this recreation: This could be a sketch of posing, catalog images of a specific outfit, tutorial videos of the hairstyle pictured, customized avatar (like picrew), etc...

Finally, use the hashtags: #picture me healed, and #art request, so that your post is easily found! Once your request is fulfilled, it is appreciated if you indicate so by editing your post to add that someone has helped.

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How it works (ARTISTS):

Search the hashtags for requests and pick the one(s) that you want to complete. OR use the hashtags #drawing you healed, and #art request, if you are open to inquiries instead. Include an example of the art you are willing to provide.

This is probably the most important guideline to remember: ALL ART PROVIDED MUST BE FREE OF CHARGE. You may accept tips but DO NOT ask. Please. I don't want anyone to feel pressured for asking for help.

Do not request any personal information and avoid pushing for details of trauma. Asking "what happened" or what types of trauma they endured is inappropriate, and anyone doing so will be issued a warning. This project is meant to focus on the humanity of each individual and to highlight their intrinsic worth, strength, and to celebrate their life. Keep questions not related to the recreation to a minimum.

Be willing to chat back and forth about what they are wanting from the picture, and what the most important aspects are to them. This does not mean you have to fulfil requests outside what you can offer, but please try to remember that this is about their journey and be mindful of only accepting requests that you intend on following through.

Thank you to everyone who participates and please both survivors and artists, do your best to be kind and respectful! AGAIN monetary compensation is not required, tip if you want but only if you CAN.

[ruporas]

your love returns in tragedy (ID in alt)

[wifeputer]

Skaian pride isn't the only pride I have, Jade.

[officialmiintee]

wind breaker / please share some of your burdens with us

[slutforwings]

hate high humidity. its like the air is in heat and im getting its slick all over me

[hellomayu]

in the end, i couldn't save you

[yogurthoopsart]

The concept of "the lamb actually legitimately hates the bishops" and "the lamb didn't know that saving them from purgatory meant they'd be joining their cult" is really funny to me. What do you mean I'm suddenly the boss of the guy who killed my family.

[maddymoreau]

Thinking about how Diavolo’s feelings transcend time and how in the Nightbringer UR+ card Demon Lord’s Castle Tour this conversation happens.

When asked, “Do you wish to see your father?”

Diavolo responds:

“I suppose I do . . .” isn’t the typical reaction to how a child would feel about wanting to see their parent. Especially when said parent has essentially been in a coma for a year.

Along with how Diavolo describe his father.

It makes more sense why when you learn in Lesson 56 how Diavolo was treated by him growing up.

Diavolo can tell when others are lying but is unable to understand his father’s intentions.

Diavolo mentions that he lived a very sheltered life growing up. That from a young age his father never allowed him a chance to talk to anyone outside the castle.

His childhood friend was Mephistopheles. A demon literally RAISED to be his friend. Putting a barrier between the two because Mephistopheles would put Diavolo on a pedestal.

The isolating childhood he experienced riddled with his strict father constantly scolding him.

Despite everything MC is so important to him he wants to see his father again so we can meet.

[ladyverdance]

I guess I'm starting to understand why there's no ancient prophecy about a chosen one and her friends.

The Sharing of Power in Buffy the Vampire Slayer — The Yoko Factor & Primeval (4.20 & 4.21) — Touched & Chosen (7.20 & 7.22)

[daipeanutsaiban]

doodle from last night i'm not sure i'll finish…i kind of want to change sherlock's pose entirely 😩

[incorrect-primarchs-quotes]

I know this sounds like a joke but I'm losing my mind over here. A friend asked me to check this guy's videos and I'm just ... No words.

Unfortunately he makes videos in Italian, but if any of you can speak it, here is the link: go to minute 16:00, that's where he starts being completely mad about Fulgrim's story.

[mossiestpiglet]

Out of all of that I still think the four women sitting together and Marcia holding Kerry’s hand hit me hardest. At first it was such a bitch move from Caroline and seemed so much like it was just done to cause everyone else pain, and on some level she absolutely got pleasure from their initial discomfort, but she was right. They all deserved to sit up front and they all needed each other. They have survived him.

[ruporas]

can’t talk about it

[ID: Black and white comic of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. The comic starts with the sounds "thud, thud, click". Vash, mid-action of peeling an apple, turns to the sound, noticing who it was that entered, and says, "Oh, Wolfwood, you're back." He resumes back to his apple in the next panel as he speaks, "Where'd you go? You snuck out of bed quickly this morning..." Wolfwood's hand then enters the panel, hovering over Vash's cheek and Vash looks up as Wolfwood asks, "Can I?" Vash responds, "Not going to talk about it?" while using a hand to gently hold Wolfwood's hovering hand and presses a kiss to his inner palm.

Vash then gets up fully, setting down the knife down on the table and the apple onto a plate, He leans into Wolfwood as Wolfwood explains, "Had to meet someone. Nothing interesting to talk about." Vash kisses Wolfwood's left cheek and a hand moves to cup his other cheek while muttering, "You're being vague." Wolfwood says neutrally, "If yer really that curious, keep askin'. We  can talk about that instead of doing this." Vash leans back and responds, "Let's talk after, since... You look so tired."

The panel pans to a close up of Wolfwood's downcast eyes, bags heavy underneath his eyes. He doesn't allow Vash to sit in that moment for long though, then saying, "Yer not helping, Spikey. Being all slow with it... I could fall asleep right now." He moves his hand to start unclasping Vash's coat, starting from his collar. Vash with red cheeks, responds briskly, "Oh, shut up. I'm worried about you. I can't be worried?"

The final shot shows Wolfwood's back to the viewer while Vash's softened expression can be seen as he holds gently onto the side of Wolfwood's face and a hand firm on his waist. Wolfwood responds, "I'm fine, seriously," pausing for a moment before continuing, "Is it okay to still..?" Vash responds, "Yeah, it's okay."

The next image is a shot from later that night after the previous comic. Vash and Wolfwood are now in bed, half naked. Wolfwood's buries his face into Vash's chest, his arms wrapped around him, while Vash is petting at his hair. Vash reminds him, "Hey. You said we'd talk about it." Wolfwood pauses for a moment before piping up, "In the morning? I'm sleepy." Vash says, "Okay..."

The next two pages start from the morning after. Wolfwood is already fully awake, pulling on his outer jacket as he says to Vash, whos' still bundled in his blankets, "Breakfast is on the table. Make sure to eat it. I'm going to grab some things in town and then we're leavin'. Got it?" Vash says, "Mh." Wolfwood responds, "Good. See ya in a bit." The dialogue starts to shift into Vash's inner thoughts now, as he gets up and eats toast, thinking, "Wait. Weren't we supposed to... talk about it?" The next shot then shows him fully up, meeting Wolfwood in town. He carries a half worried expression with him while Wolfwood slides on his glasses for him. A quick panel shows Wolfwood's tired expression from the night before and quickly juxtaposes with Wolfwood in front of him who's smiling gently, the shades covering his eye bags. Wolfwood asks him, "Still not awake yet?" Vash pauses, his thoughts stirring, thinking, "Oh. I guess I was getting ahead of myself... thinking you owe me that kind of honesty." He smiles at Wolfwood and responds, "I'm awake!" His thoughts continue, "Maybe one day, you'd trust me enough to share your burdens."

The final image shows Wolfwood pulling at Vash's cheek and Vash complains, "Owwwww why..." Wolfwood quickly says, "You were thinking something stupid, right? It's all over yer face." Vash mutters, "Nooo, I wasn't..." END ID]

[izzysarchivedblogs]

@mr-tony-stark liked for a starter (post here)! you get clint barton!

Visitors aren't unwelcome at the Barton-Pizza Dog residence. In fact, he gets more than he has fingers to count. Typically, there are two reasons that people come to his apartment unannounced.

They were angry with him, or they needed a place to lie low.

A secret third option which was really just option one was they were angry and they were his exes. That last part was important information because he's got a list of exes that were his fault things ended and they were relatively on good terms. For the most part, save for Jessica.

Clint's not even aware the door is being pounded on until Lucky is jumping on his chest and pestering to get to the door. It was suppose to be a lazy day albeit being a Monday.

Ugh, Mondays.

No one should be popping by, not even Kate. The super secret fourth option for reasons why people came to the apartment, Kate Bishop, mini-him with less mistakes.

"That's quite enough, Luck." He utters, knowing that the dog is barking as he saunters to the doorway and much to his surprise. It's Tony Stark.

What could he be doing here? He's not Kate Bishop, he is not an ex. There doesn't seem to be an angry expression on his brow, and Tony has money enough to buy a private island to lay low on.

Before he is standing there dumbstruck for too long, he points a finger up to his face. "Sign, text me, or let me gets the aids in." No way is he trying to lip read after waking from a nap, it'd be like fifteen percent less accurate than he normally could lip read and that was only about thirty percent accuracy most of the time anyways.

Wait. Tony would totally blow up his phone before showing up unannounced-

"Oh! Right, so my phone got dropped off a building."

Clint's leaving the door wide open, turning away to go retrieve his hearing aids from the kitchen while he lets Tony deal with Lucky whose sniffing at his knee and checking out the hallway.

"What's up? No Avenger business, right? I told you I'm off duty."