#heal thyself

[hawkeyeslaughter]

edward hermann as captain steven j newsome in “ heal thyself “ 8x17 , m*a*s*h , dir . mike farrell . // “ ivan the terrible and his son ivan “ , artist ilya repin .

#cleaning out the best posts from my drafts 🥱🥱 #edward hermann was INSANE fir this #like he absolutely deserved SOMETGING for acting the shit out of this #mash #m*a*s*h #mashposting #mash 4077 #mashblr #heal thyself #lgbt #lgbtq

[remyfire]

#AAAAAAAAAA #bj hunnicutt #margaret houlihan #hawkeye pierce #sherman potter #charles emerson winchester iii #charles winchester #steve newsom #m*a*s*h #mashposting #mashblogging #heal thyself #s8e17

[impossibly-cold-collector]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Draco Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Harry Potter, Luna Lovegood Additional Tags: Healer Draco Malfoy, St. Mungo's, Medical School, Hospital, Medicine Series: Part 12 of Harry Potter works Summary:

"Are you going for the course?" Lovegood asked. "You have the NEWTs.”

“What course?” Draco said, then, “No, don’t be ridiculous,” when he realized she meant the notice pinned up on the board he’d been staring at: Applicants To The Introductory Mediwizard Course For The Coming Term Shall Present Themselves In The Chief Mediwizard’s Office By August 24th.

“Oh, I thought you might,” she said. “Well, goodbye.” And off she wandered again in her addled way.

#Heal Thyself #astolat #Drarry #Drarry fic #Fic rec #Healer Draco #Auror Potter #Amazing #Really good #This was so amazing the dedication astolat took to build Draco's character before he met Harry again.

[pomegranate]

I love that BJ and Hawkeye meet Steve Newsome and immediately size him up as a third. Charles has been gone ONE DAY, you horndogs

#mash #m*a*s*h #mashposting #heal thyself #mash s8ep17 #hawkeye pierce #bj hunnicutt #the actor who plays steve was in memorial day with mike btw and their relationship is sooo. #gosh #i need to post screencaps from that #mash screencaps #beejhawk #hunnihawk

[dearjewels22]

and don't let anyone manipulate you into feeling guilty about it. It was all good when you were constantly giving yet receiving nothing back.

#me season #self care #self worth #self love #energy budget #protect your peace #protect your energy #good energy #good vibes only #positive vibes #positivity #self confidence #support system #family trauma #childhood trauma #respect yourself #self respect #guilt #sorry not sorry #life #quotes #inspiration #love #feelings #peace #faith #growth #healing journey #heal thyself #purpose in pain

[mashpoll]

Hawk's Nightmare (s5 e14): Hawkeye starts sleepwalking and having horrific nightmares. He begins to think that he may be starting to lose his "war against the war."

Heal Thyself (s8 e17): When Potter and Charles are quarantined with the mumps, a replacement surgeon fills in for them, but he starts to crack under the pressure.

#hawk's nightmare #heal thyself #season 5 #season 8 #round 3

[rainmaketh]

Cover art by me for the fanfic Heal thyself by Astolat!

#drarry #ao3 fanfic #book cover #cover art #astolat #heal thyself

[multiverse-of-fanfic]

finally FINALLY read Heal Thyself by the fantastic @astolat and oh my god…..it’s one of the best things I’ve read. Certainly worth every good word and every rec list I saw

#drarry #draco malfoy #harry potter #hp drarry #draco malfoy x harry potter #astolat #heal thyself

[hauntedtotem]

#Sunflowers #My art #digital art #Hail thyself #Heal thyself #the satanic temple #Floral #plants #Satanism #Satanist #positivity #self love

[candont]

#heal thyself

[klingers-outfits]

Heal Thyself Part 3

#mash #max klinger #heal thyself

[remyfire]

I care them

#even when one of them is being so so whiny they all love each other so much smfh it's amazing #i adore them all #charles emerson winchester iii #charles winchester #hawkeye pierce #bj hunnicutt #swamp rats #m*a*s*h #mashposting #mashblogging #heal thyself #s8e17

[dewitty1]

Heal Thyself

astolat @astolat

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Draco Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Harry Potter, Luna Lovegood Additional Tags: Healer Draco Malfoy, St. Mungo's, Medical School, Hospital, Medicine Series: Part 12 of Harry Potter works

Summary:

"Are you going for the course?" Lovegood asked. "You have the NEWTs.”

“What course?” Draco said, then, “No, don’t be ridiculous,” when he realized she meant the notice pinned up on the board he’d been staring at: Applicants To The Introductory Mediwizard Course For The Coming Term Shall Present Themselves In The Chief Mediwizard’s Office By August 24th. “Oh, I thought you might,” she said. “Well, goodbye.” And off she wandered again in her addled way.

Excerpt:

Harry managed to have dinner at Draco’s four times in the next two weeks before it occurred to him that he wasn’t doing it for the cooking, mostly because halfway through the fourth night, an emergency summons came in and Draco had to abandon him and his other guests—Magistra Weedstone and Magister Zalibar had come along as well that night—and the whole evening went flat like a fizzy drink left out too long. Harry tried to carry his share of the conversation, but he didn’t do very well. Fortunately he didn’t need to: Weedstone and Zalibar got into a heated quarrel about some new journal article that had just come out, on grounds so esoteric Harry doubted that even Hermione would have been able to offer a meaningful opinion, and that carried them along until Zalibar finally took himself away. At which point Weedstone turned on Harry instantly and demanded, “All right, Potter, look here, are you trifling with our peacock or what?”

Harry goggled at her, mostly in confusion at his own instinctive reaction, which was to indignantly deny the trifling, rather than ask what she was talking about.

Weedstone frowned when he’d didn’t have a ready answer. “Well, you'd best work it out on your own time, and don’t come back until you have.”

“Er, sorry, are you—warning me off Draco?” Harry said bemusedly, trying to decide what was more odd: that or the possibility of some cause.

“He puts on a good show, but he’s got noumenia-scarring that makes specialists quake to look at, and it’s taken the combined efforts of two of the greatest Chief Mediwizards we’ve ever had in a row to get him stable,” Weedstone said bluntly. “It’s not safe for Dark wizards to go in for Healing. He did it anyway, and he’s chosen it over again every time he’s had the chance to back away, but he’s still walking along a cliff. I’d just as soon not see you shove him over.”

Harry listened to her with a rising sense of indignation. “Right, I see,” he said grimly. “There mustn’t be any risk of losing the great Healer, and so what if he’d like to have a bit of an ordinary life for himself on the side?”

Weedstone immediately said in gleeful tones, “Oh, if it’s like that, then never mind, carry on! Flikka, I’ll be on my way, thanks,” and then she stood up and beamed at Harry with slightly alarming approval as she swept her cloak over her shoulders and Apparated away with a bang, leaving Harry to sit alone blankly staring at Draco's empty chair and wondering what exactly he was doing.

He did actually stay away to work it out on his own time, because Weedstone’s words lingered unpleasantly in his head: noumenia scarring to make specialists quake, and he’d already realized that himself, hadn’t he; she’d just put it into clean, clinical words. Voldemort and the Dark, working through Draco's own father, his whole family, hacking away at his spirit from birth, trying to make a child into the kind of person who would commit murder when they wanted him to. It was the mirror image of what Voldemort had done to Harry, damage to the soul instead of the body. Of course it went as deep, and Harry wasn’t going to be the one to shove Draco off the high-wire balance he’d found.  

So he stayed away for a few days, in which he left work early and had dinner with Ron and Hermione at Grimmauld Place, and at a nice restaurant with Luna, who ended the night by telling him seriously and with enormous intensity that he oughtn’t go to Barcelona for his next vacation, and on Saturday flew to Hogwarts to spend the weekend with Hagrid.

And it was inescapably clear to him that he didn’t want to do any of it, even though he should have, and did, only he couldn't because he wanted too badly to be doing something else: he wanted to be out flying with Draco, or at dinner with him, prodding him and teasing him, and this wasn’t just grabbing at the first thing he’d come across, it was—the longing to catch the Snitch: he’d caught sight of something gleaming, the shining golden prize out there ahead of him, and he wanted to get his hand around it before anyone else did.

The longing got more bright and sharp with every hour of the flight home. He meant to go home and go to bed; it was half past eleven when he finally reached London that Sunday night, and Draco was probably in bed, and also hadn’t any idea what was going through Harry’s head and would likely take a lot of talking to be convinced to go on a date with him. It seemed clearly like a conversation to have during waking hours. But he couldn't manage to be patient. He’d lost so much time already, and so much else he would never get back—years of possibilities and choices. And now he had the prize in sight, he couldn't bear not to fly as fast and high as he could after it, so instead he turned towards Matery Alley, and ten minutes later he was banging on Draco’s door.

Flikka scowled at him dramatically and then showed him into the sitting room where Draco was alone in a chair with a snifter of brandy in his hand and a tired, heavy look in his eyes that took a few blinks to clear when he looked up at Harry. “Did you manage to get yourself hexed again, Potter?” he said, with an air of tremendous long-suffering, putting the glass aside.

“In a manner of speaking,” Harry said, and reached out and took Draco’s hands and pulled him up; he did mean to say something, but Draco looked at him puzzled, and instead Harry just kissed him.

Draco made noises under his mouth that started as surprise, went on to outrage, and when Harry started to pull back, even more outrage. Draco grabbed his head with both hands and kissed him back in total ferocity, and with something between happiness and relief, Harry started clawing madly at their clothing. They didn’t even get out a word before they had sex for the first time, on the rug before the fireplace and only halfway naked, clumsy and awkward. It didn’t stop either of them from getting off, but afterwards, even still panting, Draco said thickly, “That was appalling. We have to learn how to do this properly.”

“It might take a while,” Harry said. He was feeling perfectly satisfied with their efforts, himself, and inclined to just keep on lying right here curled up round Draco on the rug, possibly for the rest of the week.

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[prettyassrah]

#motivating myself #all love #love quote #reminder #heal thyself #aura talks #digital art

[mashpoll]

A Smattering of Intelligence (s2 e24): Frank is investigated by two crazy intelligence men. One is convinced he's a Communist, the other's certain Frank's a fascist.

Heal Thyself (s8 e17): When Potter and Charles are quarantined with the mumps, a replacement surgeon fills in for them, but he starts to crack under the pressure.

#a smattering of intelligence #heal thyself #season 2 #season 8 #round 2

[healerinchief]

#HealthIsWealth #HealThySelf

#healer in chief #health is wealth #total perfect health #self love #priorities #everything is energy #evolution of conscioiusness #higher learning #know thyself #heal thyself #sorinne2020 #sorinne ardeleanu #holistic #body mind soul #reap what you sow #soul food for thought