#healing magic

[dunmeshistash]

Dungeon Meshi - Resurrection and Healing

Some more information about Resurrection and Healing Magic from several chapters under the cut

Chapter 19

Chapter 22

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 34

There might have been other mentions after this chapter but this was all the major points I could remember.

[oldschoolfrp]

Clerics -- Keepers of the Faith (Lucy Synk intro illustration for special section on clerics and gods, Dragon 140, December 1988). This is the same issue that introduced Larry Elmore's painting "Avalyne the Life Giver" on the cover.

[southernmermaidsgrotto]

Herbalism book reccomendations 📚🌿

General herbalism:

The Herbal Medicine-Maker's Handbook by Green J. (2011)

20,000 Secrets of Tea: The Most Effective Ways to Benefit from Nature's Healing Herbs by Zak V. (1999)

The Modern Herbal Dispensatory: A Medicine-Making Guid by Easly T. (2016)

A-Z Guide to Drug-Herb-Vitamin Interactions by Gaby A.R.

American Herbal Products Association's Botanical Safety Handbook (2013) 

Medical Herbalism: The Science and Practice of Herbal Medicine by Hoffman D. (2003)

Herbal Medicine for Beginners: Your Guide to Healing Common Ailments with 35 Medicinal Herbs by Swift K & Midura R (2018)

Today's Herbal Health: The Essential Reference Guide by Tenney L. (1983)

Today's Herbal Health for Women: The Modern Woman's Natural Health Guide by Tenney L (1996)

Today's Herbal Health for Children: A Comprehensive Guide to Understanding Nutrition and Herbal Medicine for Children by Tenney L. (1996)

For my black folks!!!

African Medicine: A Complete Guide to Yoruba Healing Science and African Herbal Remedies by Sawandi T.M. (2017)

Handbook of African Medicinal Plants by Iwu M.M. (1993)

Working The Roots: Over 400 Years of Traditional African American Healing by Lee M.E. (2017)

Hoodoo Medicine: Gullah Herbal Remedies by Mitchell F. (2011)

African American Slave Medicine: Herbal and non-Herbal Treatments by Covey H.C. (2008)

The Art & Practice of Spiritual Herbalism: Transform, Heal, and Remember with the Power of Plants and Ancestral Medicine by Rose K.M. (2022)

Indigenous authors & perspectives!!

Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge and the Teachings of Plants by Kimmerer R.W. (2015)

Gathering moss by Kimmerer R.W. (2003)

The Plants Have So Much To Give All We Have To Do Is Ask by Siisip Geniusz M. (2005)

Our Knowledge Is Not Primitive: Decolonizing Botanical Anishinaabe Teachings by Djinn Geniusz W. (2009)

Ancient Pathways, Ancestral Knowledge: ethnobotany and ecological wisdom of indigenous peoples of northwestern North America by Turner N. (2014)

A Taste of Heritage: Crow Indian Recipes and Herbal Medicines by Hogan Snell A. (2006)

Medicines to Help Us by Belcourt C. (2007)

After the First Full Moon in April: A Sourcebook of Herbal Medicine from a California Indian Elder by Grant Peters J. (2010)

Latin american herbalism works!!

Earth Medicines: Ancestral Wisdom, Healing Recipes, and Wellness Rituals from a Curandera by Cocotzin Ruiz F. (2021)

Hierbas y plantas curativas by Chiti J.F. (2015)

Del cuerpo a las raíces by San Martín P.P., Cheuquelaf I. & Cerpa C. (2011)

Manual introductorio a la Ginecología Natural by San Martín P.P.

🌿This is what I have for now but I’ll update the post as I find and read new works, so keep coming if you wanna check for updates. Thank you for reading 🌿

[estelian-01]

I ended up adding some lighting and shading! Oh and the crucial details, of course! This is based on the scene from “Weary Traveler” by @glittercat34/@across-violet-skies!

(Note, I added tags for tw, but let me know if there’s any I missed!)

[tildeathiwillwrite]

June of Doom Day 4

"Does that hurt?" / Impalement / Fracture / Punishment

Prompts List | Event Masterpost

Fandom: Original Work

Words: 950

Tag List:@juneofdoom @fourwingedsnake @whumperofworlds @pigeonwhumps @mr-orion

@scaewolf

CW: captivity whump, chains, team whump, multiple whumpees, caretaker turned whumpee, impalement, blood, magic whump, healing whump, magical healing, screams, separation, implied death

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“You awake?”

Caretaker groaned and rolled over, chains clinking, trying to get comfortable on the hard ground. “No.”

Whumpee chuckled weakly. “Wish I could say the same.”

“Mmph. How’re your bruises feeling?”

“Could be better… could also be worse.”

Caretaker cracked an eye open. Whumpee lay across from them on the other side of the cramped cell, staring at the ceiling. The bruises Whumper had given them on their last visit were still visible, even after Caretaker had used their magic to heal them. Caretaker now sported matching bruises, an unfortunate price for their healing magic. “D’you want me to… y’know…?”

Whumpee shook their head. “It’s as good as it’s gonna get. Try to regain your strength. We don’t know when Whumper’s gonna—”

Slam!

Both Whumpee and Caretaker jumped at the noise of the door to their cell block being shut with a force that shook the foundations. Whumpee sighed through their nose as footsteps approached. “Fucking jinxed it,” they mumbled, pushing themself into a sitting position.

Caretaker smiled despite the dread coiling in their stomach and followed suit. They pressed their back against the cell wall, crossed their legs, and rested their chained wrists on their knees. It was a small change, but the familiar posture grounded them as the footsteps stopped outside their door.

A key rattled in the lock, and Whumper stepped inside, arms folded. They scowled when their eyes landed on Caretaker’s face, no doubt noting the matching bruises on Whumpee. “I thought I made it quite clear that you weren't allowed to use your healing magic.”

Caretaker met their gaze, hoping that their fear wasn’t evident. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Whumper hissed through their teeth. “Knew I should’ve put you in isolation,” they muttered, eyes darting to Whumpee. Their scowl deepened, before being replaced by a thoughtful look, the expression of someone who had just come up with an idea.

They turned back to Caretaker. “No matter what I tell you, no matter what I threaten or do, you’re still going to disobey me. Is that correct?”

Caretaker’s jaw tightened, and they opened their mouth to say that yes, they would disobey, they didn’t care about Whumper’s orders, but Whumper’s attention was already back on Whumpee. 

“Healers like you are valuable,” they mused, “but you’re new at this. You don’t know the price, not really….”

Caretaker frowned. What did they mean by—?

Whumper pounced, yanking Whumpee up by the collar of their shirt in one hand. They thrust their other hand to the side, a black metal spear forming from nothing. Before Caretaker could register what was happening, before the pleas to stop could form, Whumper rammed the spear into Whumpee’s stomach, pinning them to the cell wall.

Caretaker cried out, tears of fear and horror spilling down their cheeks as Whumpee sagged, gasping, as blood welled out from around the spear and red dripped onto the hard floor. “Nononono!” They shouted incoherently, tugging at Whumper’s leg. “P—please! Please! Not them please!”

Whumper ignored them, dark eyes fixed on Whumpee. “Does that hurt?” Caretaker couldn’t see their face, but their tone was casual as if they were asking if Whumpee would like a cup of tea. The spear began to turn, twisting in Whumpee’s gut.

Whumpee’s breathing hitched, their mouth opened and closed as they struggled to form words. “I… yes….”

“Good.” Whumper kicked Caretaker away. They slammed against the wall, stars dancing in front of their eyes. They could only watch as Whumper yanked the spear out of their victim, as the blood began to flow freely from the gaping hole in Whumpee’s abdomen. Whumper unceremoniously dropped them to the floor, the spear dissolving back into nothing.

Caretaker didn’t wait for Whumper’s permission. They crawled across the floor, chains clattering, fully intent upon Whumpee. The blood was warm under their hands, a stark contrast to the chill stone floor.

“Whumpee! Whumpee can you hear me? Whumpee!” Their hands hovered over the wound, still pouring viscous scarlet liquid.

Whumpee groaned softly. “It… hurts….”

Caretaker’s vision blurred from more tears, but they stubbornly swiped them away and pressed their hands to Whumpee’s abdomen. Heal, they commanded, drawing deep into their well of magic.

Their hands began to glow a faint golden color. It was harder to summon so soon after the last healing, but Caretaker had no choice. Whumpee would die without them. 

Heal!

Whumpee’s wound began to close, the skin and internal organs knitting themselves back together. Caretaker closed their eyes, clenching their jaw in anticipation.

Even though they knew it was coming, the first wave of pain still caught them by surprise. Caretaker gasped as an invisible knife seemed to embed itself into their stomach, slicing and cutting and tearing and twisting, sending waves of fire across their entire nervous system. They slumped over Whumpee’s body, hands still over their wound.

H—

“That’s enough.”

Strong hands seized Caretaker’s shoulders, yanking them away from Whumpee. They cried out and tried to pull away, but weakened as they were, they were no match for Whumper. Caretaker barely noticed as the chains fell from their wrists.

“All magic has a price,” Whumper hissed in their ear, pulling them towards the door, “I hope this exercise has demonstrated that for you.”

“No…” Caretaker mumbled, struggling against Whumper’s grip, “Don’t leave them! They’ll die!”

Whumper barked a harsh laugh. “Oh, you think I care if they live? Let this be a lesson to you: you can’t save everyone. The sooner you learn that, the better healer you’ll be.”

The cell door slammed shut before Caretaker’s eyes with an air of finality. “No!” They screamed, a sob building in their throat as Whumper dragged them away. “Whumpee! No!"

The door to the cell block shut. Another barrier.

"...no…." Caretaker whimpered, sagging in Whumper's arms. "...please...."

Whumper gave no response.

[its-kayyyy]

here's some witch thing to do for Mabon (mah-bawn) (also know as the Autumn Equinox, or Pagan Thanksgiving) since its saturday!

• make stew to celebrate the gifts (aka crops) that the earth has given us (even better if it has squash in it)

• eat stuff with apples and squash!

• set out an offering for the wildlife

• eat pomegranate in honor (idk the right word to use there) of Persephony

• relock your mirrors, recharge your wards, cleanse stuff, ect.

• journal what you've done this year so far

• set your home up for winter

and here something bigger that I would suggest doing is taking a healing bath.

put some healing herbs in your bath and corresponding crystals and candles (the candles and crystals are optional). here's a list of herbs im going to use: dried rosemary, apple slices, bay leaves, thyme, dried rose pedals, spearmint leaves, himalayan pink salt, blackberries, and cucumber. the crystals im using: clear quartz, rose quartz, moonstone, aquamarine, and jasper. and im going to use some ocean water, too (if you have an ocean near you, you can use ocean water). and here are the candles im using and the meaning that im using that color for:

white (peace, purity, spiritual)

blue (calmness)

pink (emotional healing, self love)

green (physical healing)

yellow (comfort, joy)

also, if you want to use different herbs and crystals then me visit pinecone pub on the ✨ interwebs ✨ and click the get started button and type in 'heal' or ' healing' (of course with out the 's) in the search and a list of stuff would come up (herbs and crystals) that you can put in your healing bath.

Mabon simmer pot:

what you'll need:

• an orange

• rosemary (dried or fresh)

• an apple

• cinnamon sticks

• rose pedals (dried or fresh)

how to:

(1. cut up your orange and apple into slices.

(2. start heating up a pot of water on a stove

(3. add in your orange slices, apple, rose pedals, rosemary, and cinnamon sticks.

(4. let simmer.

and a little extra tip for this coming autumn, the stuff that makes up pumpkin spice, all of those herds can be used for protection. so if you like pumpkin spice, there's a little excuse to eat more stuff with pumpkin spice in it.

[delightingintragedy]

Various Uses for Fossils in Magic from Wisht Waters by Gemma Gary

"Sea fossils, as well a guarding against drowning, had other protective uses. The fossils of sea urchins, or Echinoids, were employed for a variety of protections. Upon these fossils, one might find a star-like pattern, very reminiscent of the 'daisy-wheels', which one might find inscribed into the timbers and masonry of ancient buildings, most likely for apotropaic purposes. Their folk names include shepherd's crowns, thunder stones and fairy loaves. They protected against thunder, evil spirits and witches, prevented milk turning sour, and in common with other fossil amulets, they sweated in the presence of poison. As 'fairy loaves' they might be used to ward off supernatural interference from the baking process, and to ensure an abundance of bread."

pg. 104

"Belemnite fossils, from an extinct squid-like creature, were known as thunderbolts, and were thus kept as charms to protect against lightning. Once believed to be the tongues of ancient serpents, fossilised shark teeth were one of the fossil amulets against poison"

pg. 104

"Rings of stone, formed from the fossilised stems of the sea-lily were known as St Cuthbert's Beads, as were worn as amulets against evil influences."

pg. 105

"The 'Devil's Toenail' fossils were carried as charms against rheumatic pain, and they were powdered to be used in the treatment of soreness of the back in horses."

pg. 107

"Various accoutrements of the sea witch's divinatory work may be seen in the Museum of Witchcraft. Here we find that belemnites were employed by a Newlyn sea witch named Nancy. She would read the fall of her 'sea stones' to make predictions for fishermen. Perhaps their traditional association with lightning gave belemnites the virtue to make predictions regarding storms and changes in the weather?"

pg. 108

[...] There have been many ways to bless, consecrate and 'sain' water, thus rendering it more potent and useful within various rites and magical operations. This might be achieved by steeping or immersing charmed items within the water, or else allowing water to flow or be poured over such an item. These may include charm-stones, fossils, flints, or the metals gold and silver.

pgs. 115-116

"Ammonite fossils were also employed as charm stones to cure cattle in 17th century Scotland. They were known as 'cramp stones' because cattle afflicted with cramp would be treated by being bathed in water in which a 'cramp stone' had been steeped for a number of hours."

pg. 122

[elitadream]

I like to imagine Mario tries to hide any smaller injuries from Peach because he doesn't want to bother her with things he can just get over himself. Meanwhile Luigi (along with co-conspirators like Toadsworth, Toad and Daisy) will immediately snitch on him to Peach any chance they get because they know she wants to help him and he loves getting help from her. Every once in a while they "just so happen to discuss" something a little too loud where they know Peach can overhear, so it doesn't get too obvious what they're doing. Sometimes they just tell her straight out.

Oh they would. 😏👌

And this is precisely what happened there too! Peach saying that she's heard about Mario's mild injury says a lot (thanks Luigi!). x3

Her healing wouldn't only occur in dire or grim scenarios. Often times, it would happen in calm and soft moments when everything feels warm and cozy, and such occasions would always be enjoyed equally by the princess and her sweet friend. 😌💞

[affinitystoryblog]

updated heather's character sheet!

i'll be including it with the rest ^^

[lailoken]

I broke my dominant index finger a little while back, and though I was making good progress with it, I recently strained it again and set my healing back a fair amount. As such, I've decided to employ the traditional magical operation I know as 'Wresting the Thread'.

The process entails using a cord of undyed black wool to tie 9 enchanted knots, each of which captures the power of a particular healing prayer that is recited 9 times. That cord is then used to wrap and treat the injured extremity, and when the healing is done, the cord is burned.

Along with the basic traditional framework I learned, I also imbued the wool cord with the virtues of Medicus Oil (an empowered oil of sorcerous remediation,) and called upon the auspices of fixed star Rasalhague, which has shown itself, over the course of my work, to be a powerful ally in matters of health and mending.

[dunmeshistash]

Do you have any idea on where does it say that they use healing magic for torture? I'm 100% sure it's Marcille talking to Chilchuck when it happens but I can't remember when does she say it :(

Chapter 28 after the bath scene

[blackteatarot]

Fall is near!! So as it begins to get colder and we see more sniffling and sneezing, this is your friendly reminder that magic is not a replacement for medicine. You will likely see myself and others post home remedies with witchy overtones for mild ailments like a cough or cold, but these will only get you so far. You should seek medical attention for your sicknesses. You should not rely on crystals, divination, and worship to heal you. If you intend to use your practice for healing, use it to accompany medical help, not in place of it. Stay safe!!

[herballwitch]

Moon and Sea Healing + Cleansing Spell

Hello, My name is Alva Tauri! I am an herbalist, spirit worker, tarot and oracle reader, and lunar and herbal witch dedicated to closing the education gap when it comes to herbalism and witch practices!

Today I wanted to share a spell I made myself that I often use for healing and cleansing, as I have noticed there are not a lot of people discussing healing magic on tumblr.

I created this spell relatively recently to correspond with the Waning Gibbous moon cycle, as it is meant to be a time of cleansing and healing and is known to be a blessed time for water/ocean magic. (I am a lunar witch, so I do tend to do spells and perform magic in relation to the moon)

If you have any questions about the spell, how it's used, why certain ingredients are used, etc. please feel free to send an ask to my ask box!

With that being said, here is my moon and sea healing and cleansing spell!

Ingredients Needed for This Spell:

moon water

a bowl

a tealight candle

sea salt

mint

rosemary

jade

How to Perform the Spell:

as always, before you do anything, you should cleanse your tools and your space. this is immensely important. if you are new to cleansing, I have made a post about the many ways you can do this here that you may want to check out!

once your tools and space having been cleansed, take your bowl and pour moon water inside, only leaving about a quarter of an inch of room off the top.

then take your sea salt, mint, and rosemary and sprinkle each of them on the top one at a time. make sure that as you are doing this you are asking each herb to bless you, to aid you in healing, and to cleanse you and your space to ensure that it is a safe space for healing. remember to thank your herbs as well! gratitude goes a long way.

(optional step) take your tealight candle and carve a protection and/or cleansing sigil on the top. if you do not have a sigil to use check out my post here where I discuss what protection sigils I use. you can use one of these for this spell! if you are new to sigils and would like to learn more so that you can make your own, check out my sigil navigation post linked here.

now, place your tealight candle in the center of the water and light it.

grab your jade and hold it in your hands, clasping it firmly. while jade is normally representative of harmony and eternity, it is also known to take away stress and to support the bodies natural healing process.

now, you may call upon the gods, deities, and/or spirit guides that you work with and pray to them. ask them to aid you in this journey of healing, ask them to protect you and to cleanse your space so that you may grow and heal. if it feels right, you may leave them an additional offering to them at this time. however, in my experience the spell itself stands as an offering and this is not necessary.

let the tealight candle burn out completely. you do not have to sit at the altar the entire time it is burning. however, leaving it burning allows your connection with the gods/deities/spirits to remain open and allows the bowl and the gods/deities/spirits to absorb its energy.

when the candle has burned out you may get rid of the bowl and clean your space, as the spell is now complete.

That's all for the moon and sea healing and cleansing spell! I hope that you found this helpful in your spiritual journey and I hope that you are able to apply this information to your practice.

if you have any questions regarding anything discussed here or anything you feel that I have missed, please send an ask to my ask box! I appreciate all comments and questions and would be more than happy to go into more detail about spirit work!

For more information on my practice, witchcraft, herbalism, spirit work, and divination please check out the guide on my page (linked here)! Everything I have ever posted can be found there!

I wish you all a blessed day filled with peace, endless wealth, and eternal health! Until the next time we meet!

[gh0sthands]

whumpees who are the ones with the healing magic. they may not be very strong or really able to protect people, but once the damage has been done, they're the ones who tend to others' wounds.

now, whumpee is barely clinging to life, and caretaker has to desperately try to remember everything whumpee taught them about healing magic and tending wounds. and whumpee is too injured to be conscious, so caretaker has to do it all alone.

[tildeathiwillwrite]

Changing of the Guard, Part 2

WoW Birthday Whump Day 13: Natural disaster / Shock collar / "Shut up!"

Prompt List

first part

TW: imprisoned, electrocution, earthquake

Context: It has been several weeks since Henry has been appointed as Dragon Keeper. Arcturus has come to value their friendship. But the magic designed to keep Arcturus imprisoned might be stronger than Henry had anticipated.

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It wasn’t the distant rumbling that signaled to Arcturus that something was off. He was used to inexplicable phenomena in a world where wizards could conjure storms and create fire with nothing but a source to draw from. Earthquakes were uncommon in the valley, sure, but not unheard of.

It was when Henry arrived hours before he was supposed to.

During the weeks since his appointment as Dragon Keeper, Arcturus had gotten to know Henry quite well. More than he had any of his previous Keepers. And the boy had not raised his hand against Arcturus. Not once.

He had a good heart.

Surprising, given the upbringing Arcturus had come to expect of the Order. But such was the passage of time for humans. Death came knocking, and new generations replaced the old, removed from the reasons for their ideologies. And so cultures change. Such a thing was obvious to someone with a longer lifespan, such as Arcturus. But anyone who’s studied history can come to the same conclusion. 

From what Henry had told him during their visits, it was pure luck which resulted in his appointment. He was one of many apprenticed wizards, never even set his sights on Dragon Keeper. But when Lars fell ill, the Order drew lots among the apprentices. It was clear by their actions they did not understand what sort of person was expected to be a Dragon Keeper.

In a way, Arcturus pitied Henry as much as Henry seemed to pity Arcturus. The boy was a black swan among his predecessors. It was only a matter of time before one of the more rigid members noticed his milder disposition. 

So the first thing on Arcturus’ mind when Henry entered the cavern, long before the day had elapsed, was that the Order had discovered what was happening.

“What are you doing here?” Arcturus asked softly.

The boy hesitated, the golden light floating above his hand flickering briefly before stabilizing. He’d gotten better at keeping his magic from reacting to his emotions under Arcturus’ guidance, but he still had far to go. “An earthquake has struck the valley,” he said, “I was sent to make sure you haven’t caused it.”

Arcturus snorted, wisps of smoke puffing from his nostrils. “These chains greatly hamper my magic. I might be able to shake my cavern, but not the entire valley to such magnitude. You know this. Why are you really here?”

Henry was silent for a long time. Far away, deep in the valley, the earthquake continued. The vibrations reaching Arcturus’ prison were pitiful, but it must truly be devastating if he could sense it even at this distance.

“I’ve decided,” the boy finally said, his light brightening, “that we are leaving.”

Arcturus blinked in surprise. “Leaving? We?!” It had been a long, long time since he’d been rendered nearly speechless from shock.

“Yes,” was Henry's response before he crossed the cavern, purpose in his stride. Arcturus watched him carefully. Was this some sort of trick? As the thought crossed his mind, Henry reached Arcturus and put his hands on the chains. He murmured the words to a disintegration spell, one Arcturus hadn’t heard in many, many years.

As the chain crumbled into dust, it glowed with electricity, a last-ditch effort in case of escape. The pain that followed was like a thousand sharp needles digging underneath Arcturus’ scales, burning across his body like wildfire. His muscles spasmed, and he could only watch as Henry crumpled to the floor, shaking and thrashing, the scent of burning flesh heavy in the air.

The shock passed as soon as it had begun, and Arcturus lay limp, focusing on his breathing and trying to remember the spells for healing. The chains were designed specifically for him, they would have released enough electricity to incapacitate him.

The boy had taken most of the bolt upon himself. He wouldn’t survive without intervention. 

And Arcturus would rather spend an eternity imprisoned than do nothing for the first human he ever considered a friend. The words of a healing spell fell from his lips as he struggled to get off the ground. The magic flowed around Henry, mending the damaged skin of his hands and sinking into his body. His muscles relaxed, and his breathing eased as the magic put him into a healing sleep. When he awoke, his memory would be the only thing remaining of the injury.

Arcturus didn’t dare do the same for himself. With Henry now incapacitated, it was up to him to get them both out. He gently picked up the boy in one of his claws and, for the first time in decades, walked along the tunnel to the outside world.

It was snowing, the tiny frozen droplets cold against his scales. Far below, the grove in the valley shook, still affected by the earthquake. Arcturus breathed the freezing air in for several moments before setting his sights south and spreading his wings to their full span.

How good it felt to finally stretch them out after all these years! He doubted he would get very far on them, weak as they were, but it would be far enough. The Order would never find them again.

“Don’t worry, Henry,” he said softly to the sleeping boy, “we’re going home.”

@fourwingedsnake @whumperofworlds

[officialgrigori]

Selling Archangel Feathers

Selling them individually, in bundles of 10, 50, or a job lot of 27,368. Slightly used (I put them in a pillow, but it was more scratchy than comfy, so I only lay on it for like 10 minutes)

Will take doubloons, enchanted weapons, magical secrets and cool baubles. 10 gold per feather, or best offer