the burdens of triumph

I love you, Derek, and I want to love you until the moon itself falls from the sky. 
I want to love you like you deserve to be loved. I want to share your triumphs, your burdens, your full moons and your new. I want you to be as sure of my love as you are the phases of the moon—changing, perhaps, but always present.
I want to love you like the moon loves you.
I can love you with all I have and it may never be enough. All I can ask in return is that you let me be your sun. Let me pull you into my path, let me warm you, let me see the best parts of me reflected in your face. Let me promise that the night will always end, that I can chase it from you as sure as a sunrise.
—  Sterek fic Like Immortality by Idday

the-last-alicorn  asked:

The moral of literally every Sentai Season: It's nice to have friends.

Yes it is whether they be childhood friends:

School friends:

Friends from Work:

Friends you serve with:

Or total strangers who become fast friends:

Everything is better when you share it with someone else.  The burdens, the responsibilities, the tragedies and the triumphs.  As long as there are those whose hearts burn with justice, who cannot stand to watch others suffer and who will stand as one to protect this Earth, there will be hope.

All it takes are friends.

Like Immortality by Idday / @iddayidnight

[4815w | Teen]

Dear Derek,

All these words, and what I’m trying to say is simple.

I want to love you like you deserve to be loved. I want to share your triumphs, your burdens, your full moons and your new. I want you to be as sure of my love as you are the phases of the moon.

I want to love you like the moon loves you.

(I told you that one day I would write you a love letter).

OR, Stiles and Derek, in letters, through the years.

Rec’d by @mad-madam-m who says: I love, love, love epistolary stories, and I love how this one slowly develops Derek and Stiles’s relationship from friends/allies to the realization of their feelings and, ultimately, their romantic relationship. It’s delightful and fluffy and so, so sweet.

Note: I don’t know what else I can add to that! Check it out!

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There’s a lot I like about the Megaman comic. It’s done a really good job of looking at the ethical implications about robots and their desires and interactions. It’s a very Asimov-inspired look at artificial intelligence that is made for kids to access without talking down to them.

I also just love how Megaman acts as a hero. Violence is a burden to him. He doesn’t treat fighting as a triumph, but rather a tragedy. The victory here is Rock’s, but nothing about the last panel feels empowering.

[…]
We lived when the world was alive with spirit
That demanded our attention


Then fathers traded parcels of land for a bottle of whisky
With a hope that gold could honour the vu ni yalo
Poisoned by the bottle and dreams of a better life
Mothers lay down with men for money


Even though missionaries
Come and sought to convert the heathen
Superstition and insecurity
Never left the hearts of brothers and sisters


They bled the sacred trees of your ancestors
And erected shrines of victory
To men whose sons now stand to lose everything


The marking to time burdens the living
With the triumphs and failures of those who conjure the past
Shaping the present
Floating in the riddle of truth
They lose sight of the shadows following their footsteps


[…]

—  Vi Ni Yalo by Valerie Bichard, 

LIKE IMMORTALITY

Author: Idday

Summary: Dear Derek,

All these words, and what I’m trying to say is simple.

I want to love you like you deserve to be loved. I want to share your triumphs, your burdens, your full moons and your new. I want you to be as sure of my love as you are the phases of the moon.

I want to love you like the moon loves you.

(I told you that one day I would write you a love letter).

OR, Stiles and Derek, in letters, through the years.

Info: 5k | Teen | Fluff, Love Letters

Notes: alksjlajsajdlajkksdçlakdajklkldjkljd we can’t even start describing this one! Although this story is only developed through letters between Stiles and Derek you won’t feel like you’re missing out on anything from their relationship. It’s cute, fluffy and just so, so heart warming! -C.

Sneak Peek:

Stiles,

       We don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to. But you said some nice things. It’s been a while since I’ve heard stuff like that. Since Laura, I think.

       So. Thank you.

       And I know that sometimes you get discouraged that you’re not dating anyone at school, but believe me when I say that alone and happy (or getting there) is better than being miserable with someone that’s wrong for you. And it’ll be worth it when you find somebody who deserves you (or so I’m told).

       If you show anybody this letter, I’ll rip your throat out. With my teeth.

       That was a joke, by the way.

       Derek

When you decide firmly to lead a clean life, chastity will not be a burden on you: it will be a crown of triumph.
—  St. Josemaria Escriva

We all make mistakes. To grow up, we have to own up our mistakes and face the consequences. That’s what my father always told me. He didn’t stop there, though. He told me that even if I make unwise decisions, and everything goes down, God is not the kind of Father who will wait up in the sidelines until I clear my mess up. He doesn’t just watch there and leave me to learn my lesson alone.

Nope. Never.

One of the most astounding truths that I have to learn and relearn about the God who loves us so much is that in His grace, He doesn’t leave us, even when we’re so trapped in the knots and traps we’ve set up for ourselves. He is here with us in our messes, just like He is during our triumphs. He is with us when we’re burdened with guilt– here to lift that burden from us. He is here to make all things new and beautiful.

That’s grace.

We don’t have to endure and face the twists and turns, the traps and knots, the challenges, struggles, and difficulties alone. God is willing to be in them with us. In us. We just have to let Him. Claim that grace.

My vision of my parents became clearer when I stopped seeing them as a mom and dad, and what a mother and father is supposed to be, and instead saw them as a man and a woman, who had a child, who have their own histories and stories and burdens and triumphs. Seeing them as people and realizing having an unrealistic expectation of parents changed things. Because it’s unfair to hold them to a standard that is unattainable. I have to meet them where they are.