#the healer's vow

[oliolioxenfreewrites]

The Healer’s Vow: Master-Post 🧝🏾‍♀️

Welcome, fellow dark fantasy enthusiasts, to the master post for The Healer’s Vow which has been an exhilarating adventure to write, filled with intense emotional moments, rich and exhausting world-building, and deep character development. If you're drawn to the relentless pursuit of justice, the intricate web of political relationships, or the clash of light and dark magic, check it out for yourself!

Before we dive into the enthralling synopsis and detailed character profiles, it is important to acknowledge that "The Healer’s Vow" contains themes that may be triggering for some readers. The story includes scenes of SA, specifically an assault on Adisa, the MC which is central to her transformation into the Nightshade Sorceress. These scenes are handled with sensitivity, aiming to convey the profound impact of such events on the characters’ lives and their subsequent quests for vengeance and redemption. Reader discretion is advised.

Genres:

• Dark Fantasy

• Epic Revenge Tale

• Mythological Adventure

Synopsis (Prologue & Descriptions of Ch. 1 & 2):

In the medieval heart of Syrithya, the quaint-idyllic village of Zyx is unexpectedly shattered by a brutal attack from corrupt noblemen. Adisa, a dedicated healer among the villagers, is accused of witchcraft due to the central power of the nobility's ignorance. Adisa learned her healing spells, herbology, and archaic affinities from her mother before she passed. She raises her younger sister Victoria all on her own with the help of the village of course. They live somewhat peaceful lives with everyone. Yet, just about 20 miles north, the Nobility looms, in the armory room getting eager to plunder, pillage, murder, etc. all to maintain and enforce the Leader of the Noblemen's rule.

So they descended upon her village in the dead of night. Throwing everyone from their homes onto the surrounding dirt. Before gathering them all to falsely accuse Adisa of being a wielder of the dark arts... not yet anyway. Wink. But this is all an excuse for the nobles to indulge in their own sick perversions. So, before she is almost "executed," she is unable to protect her sister nor does know her whereabouts causing a rising feeling of anxiety and dread in the bellies of her stomach; the nobility snatches her up in a matter of seconds after seeing her use her spells and healing to help. Adisa is forced to endure a harrowing SA at the hands of the noblemen: Sir Gregory, Lord Eran Harkam, Baron Radomir Valtierra, and Sir Oryn Ghael. They left her to freeze to death since now her clothes lay torn around her. If that wasn't enough, they burned her entire village to the ground, pillaging to their heart's content.

The aftermath was nothing short of a horrific scene, the body of her 10-year-old sister Victoria is the catalyst for her sanity break. The profound shock, grief, and rage culminating in that desolate moment ignite a devious transformation, she lets out chillingly devastating blood-curdling screams that wail through the forest for miles to go, as she holds and cradles the light of her life as if she were willing her back to life.

"Wake up, Vic.. wake UP!" she pleaded through her tears.

"This isn't real, This can't be real!"

"It's just a nightmare, Addi. We will wake up soon.."

The surrounding forest, even the ground itself responds to her cries enveloping her in this dark cloud as she emerges as the Nightshade Sorceress, wielding dark powers she'd never imagined. Her journey from healer to sorceress is marked by the consuming darkness within her, a stark contrast to the life she once knew. The tranquility of her village was replaced by the haunting memories of violence and loss, pushing her towards a path of vengeance that she embraces with relentless determination. She tried to revive her sister after realizing she has some connection to the afterlife. It didn't... work. Forcing her into the Healer's Vow, her solitary promise herself until she has succeeded, 'all I need is vengeance,'

"This is my vow. To the villagers of Zyx, to Rick, to... Adisa." barely escaped her lips as a solitary tear fell from her cheek. I promise you all; that Sir Gregory, Lord Eran Harkam, Baron Radomir Valtierra, and Sir Oryn Ghael will fall. Each of them is responsible, each one of them, All I need is retribution; those bastards will pay for what they took from me...from us, V."

She held Victoria's favorite doll in her hand, the loss of pure innocence made her lose all of her own in a matter of seconds. She was all alone. This was her shedding Adisa and burying her in Zyx, with Victoria, fully embodying Kirjani, a name of great potential.

'I am, Kirjani the Nightshade Sorceress...'

Driven by a burning desire for vengeance, Adisa embarks on a quest to hunt down the men who destroyed her life. Along her path, she reunites with Rick, her first love and fellow survivor of the attack. They dated for a very short while when they were teenagers, but now their bond is one of deep friendship and mutual dependence, especially after the attack. At this point in the story, Rick is all Kirjani has left so, to establish Rick can never leave her side again, Adisa transforms him into an immortal Shadow Walker through a dark elixir. Rick's new abilities allow him to move unseen in the shadows, making him an invaluable ally. He becomes the Diablo to Kirjani's 'Maleficent' and their bond deepens as they navigate their complex feelings about the dark magic that binds them, and Rick’s sarcastic humor and resilience provide a counterbalance to the growing darkness within Kirjani.

Their journey through Syrithya was a tumultuous one, it took them about 4 months to even reach brings them to Raelin, a fierce warrior with her own vendetta. Raelin’s village was also destroyed by the same noblemen, and she seeks justice with the same fervor as Adisa. Her fiery spirit and strategic mind make her a formidable ally and a source of strength for Adisa. Raelin's presence challenges Adisa to find hope and love amidst their journey of darkness. The bond between these three warriors deepens, creating a formidable trio determined to bring justice to the corrupt nobility. Raelin's tactical brilliance and unwavering determination add a new dynamic to their quest, forcing Adisa to confront her own vulnerability and the possibility of redemption amidst the shadows of her past.

As the trio plots their revenge, each confrontation with the noblemen becomes a test of Adisa’s resolve and power. Rick, grappling with his feelings about the dark magic that saved him, finds himself torn between his loyalty to Adisa and his own moral compass. This tension peaks as Rick grows closer to Lena, a newcomer with her own shadowy abilities and a past marked by similar atrocities. Lena’s necromantic powers and her struggle to balance them with her healing nature reflect the ongoing theme of light versus dark. She is a resilient and introspective character, often caught between her desire for revenge and her innate compassion. Lena's presence in the group forces them all to confront their inner demons and the duality of their nature, as they navigate the complexities of their relationships and their shared mission of vengeance.

Meanwhile, Alaric, the ruler of Syrithya, grows increasingly paranoid as the threat of the Nightshade Sorceress looms larger... and closer. His desperation to maintain control leads him to implement brutal measures, further showcasing the corrupting influence of power. Alaric’s tall, imposing stature and sharp, calculating eyes reflect his authoritative and ruthless nature. Unbeknownst to him, his wife Harmony secretly plots her own rise to power. Harmony’s cunning and deceitful nature make her a formidable adversary. She is beautiful in a cold, calculated way, with flawless features and an air of superiority. Her manipulative schemes add layers of intrigue and betrayal to the story. The interplay of power and deception within Alaric's court highlights the fragile nature of his rule and sets the stage for the ultimate confrontation between the forces of darkness and light.

The climactic battle against Alaric’s forces culminates in a shocking betrayal within his ranks, setting the stage for an even greater conflict. As Adisa navigates the treacherous political landscape that follows, she must reconcile her dark powers with the compassion that once defined her, all while new threats loom on the horizon. The journey from vengeance to redemption is fraught with peril, as Adisa and her allies confront their deepest fears and the shadows of their past. The final confrontation not only tests their physical strength but also their moral fortitude, as they strive to overcome the darkness within and bring justice to the land of Syrithya.

Characters:

Adisa "Kirjani" Palmer

Adisa Palmer is the heart and soul of The Healer’s Vow. Once a gentle healer in the peaceful village of Zyx, her life is irrevocably changed by the brutal attack that kills her sister, resulting in her sexual assault at the hands of the realm's “protectors”; destroying not only her home but her sanity. Grief and rage transform her into Kirjani, the Nightshade Sorceress, a figure of dark power and fierce determination for retribution. A black woman with taupe/mocha skin, long, flowing coily blonde hair, and hazel eyes that have darkened with the intensity of her dark magic. Standing at an average 5’9 her presence enters the room before she does. Adisa vowed that night to enact her revenge on every single one of those men who took her sister from her Kirjani’s journey is one of vengeance and redemption, as she grapples with the duality of her nature—struggling to balance the healer she once was with the avenger she has become.

Garrick “Rick” Bramwell

In the aftermath of the Zyx attack, fueled by Adisa’s newfound fears, transformed her first love–turned best friend Garrick, or Rick as she annoyingly calls him, into an immortal Shadow Walker using a dark elixir she created. Although they dated from the ages of 16 to 19, they now consider each other to be very good friends. Rick's new abilities allow him to move unseen in the shadows, making him an invaluable ally. He possesses a blend of blind loyalty to Adisa, now Kirjani, resilience, and sarcastic humor, which often lightens the mood in their darkest moments. Rick is a rugged black man who's no stranger to physical labor, with an ironically handsome appearance with dark hair, styled in a bundle of nature-ridden dreadlocks, and now, piercing black eyes that seem to see through the veil of reality. His transformation not only mirrors Adisa's fear of abandonment but also reflects their shared struggle to navigate their new, shadowy existence.

Raelin "Rae" Vespera

Raelin is the warrior every epic tale needs. Fierce, strategic, and unyielding, she joins Adisa and Rick with a vendetta of her own. Her fiery spirit and tactical brilliance make her a formidable force in their quest for vengeance. Raelin’s presence challenges Adisa to find hope and love amidst their journey of darkness. She has striking features, with dark olive skin, fiery red hair, and a strong, athletic build that speaks to her prowess in battle. Raelin’s character embodies the potential for human connection and compassion, providing a beacon of light in their dark quest.

Lena Gildersyn

Lena, a newcomer to the trio, shares a past marked by atrocities similar to Adisa's. She possesses her own shadowy abilities, with a deep connection to necromantic powers. Lena struggles to balance her dark abilities with her inherent healing nature, reflecting the theme of light and dark within the story. She is a resilient and introspective character, often caught between her desire for revenge and her innate compassion. Physically, Lena has a fair complexion, with gentle features, dark wavy hair, and eyes that convey both her pain and her strength. Her developing bond with Rick adds another layer of complexity to the group dynamics.

Alaric Halloway

Alaric, the ruler of Syrithya, is a figure of power and paranoia. As the story progresses, his increasing fear of the Nightshade Sorceress drives him to implement tighter control and more brutal measures. Alaric is a complex antagonist, whose desperation makes him both dangerous and pitiable. He has a commanding presence, with a tall, imposing stature and sharp, calculating eyes. His character explores the corrupting influence of power and the lengths one will go to maintain it.

Harmony Halloway

Despite her cheery-sounding name; Harmony, Alaric’s wife, is insufferably manipulative and ambitious. She secretly plots against her husband, aiming to rise to power herself. Think quintessential daddy's girl and “pick me,” energy. Yeah, I know. Harmony’s cunning and deceitful nature make her a formidable adversary. She is beautiful in a cold, calculated way, with flawless features and an air of superiority. Her interactions with other characters reveal her true intentions, adding layers of intrigue and betrayal to the story. Harmony represents the dark side of ambition and the impact of treachery within the ranks of power. Her light and illusion magic contrast sharply with Kirjani's dark necromancy, setting the stage for dynamic and dramatic confrontations.

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let me know what you all think of the story so far! and the characters too! they're all a work in progress, i’ll be doing deep dives on each character.

[oliolioxenfreewrites]

chaotic justice. 🧝🏾‍♀️

What two words would you use to describe your current favourite OC?

[tennessoui]

au where jedi healers take a vow not unlike jedi temple guards, but instead of wearing a mask and becoming anonymous, they give up their sight and wear blindfolds to allow the Force to guide their every action. it’s also supposed to blind them to their patients’ differences, which used to be symbolic but since the war between the jedi and the sith broke out, has become much less so

because jedi healers are supposed to heal regardless of if their patient is a jedi or a sith, when they’re deployed on battlefields after the fighting is over, they use the Force to heal every injured person they come upon.

anakin skywalker, who was chosen from the creche and agreed to follow the Healing path at the age of 9, thinks it’s sort of stupid that they have to wait until after the fighting is over to begin to help because he can feel people dying in the Force, he can feel their pain--

young general kenobi, who remembers his old creche-mate anakin skywalker and how blue his eyes once were, thinks it’s beyond foolhardy that this healer is stealing out across an active battlefield, blindfold over his eyes and bending down to heal karking darth maul and single-handedly diverting all of obi-wan’s attention away from the droids and sith legion because now he has to make sure he’s ok he can’t just leave him to the whims of the Force, he’s unprotected and he’s going to get himself killed----

it’s a headache and a half for everyone involved because general kenobi keeps abandoning his battle strategy and sometimes even position to ensure healer skywalker’s safety and healer skywalker keeps dropping everything and everyone the moment he feels obi-wan kenobi get hurt in the Force to rush to his side, Force Vow of Healing Equality be damned.

but......the Council keeps deploying them to the same battlefield because healer skywalker is never more effective as when he knows he must heal fifty mortal wounds before he can rid general kenobi of a headache, and general kenobi is never as ruthless as when skywalker is on the field close to him, in potential harm’s way

despite how much they insist they hate each other 

[silent-stars-clan]

THUNDERCLAN

OAKTOOTH (41m, he/him) - a rusty brown warrior with a short tail. dedicated warrior, tempermental, mellowed out over the years but not as much as you'd think. a little hopelessly infatuated with heatherlight.

HEATHERLIGHT (29m, she/her) - a pale creamy molly with one blue and one brown eye. thunderclan's youngest healer, kind and sweet and no-nonsense. appreciates oaktooth's care towards protecting her.

THUNDERCLAN was neither the first nor last hit, and the physical strength they valued in their warriors meant they had the fewest losses of all the clans. their choice to send a healer was motivated by pragmatism as well as altruism— they had no idea windclan was sending one as well.

[lavellane]

god there really is just something about a healer that is just sooooooooooo undefeatable in the RO rumble

[weirdraccoon]

Professor Hecat: Nicely done, Mr. Sallow. And I need to have a word with you after class, by the way.

Ominis *whispering*: What did you do now?

Sebastian *hurt expression*: Why do you always think I did something?

Professor Hecat *smirking*: Not to worry, Mr. Gaunt. Mr. Sallow is not in trouble. I'm simply curious about his future and career. I'm sure Professor Ronen will talk with you any day now, Mr. Gaunt.

Sebastian *worried*: Damn, that sounds worse than being in trouble.

Ominis *snickering*: Is being a dark lord a career?

[hexblooddruid]

I’m really resentful about the fact that Wyll doesn’t have an Act 1 romance scene on par with the other origin romance options (can trigger before the party, is an actual cutscene post party). We just get that conversation and a possible kiss at the party. So I’ve been writing little scenes between him and Bryn where they get to know one another, start letting down those walls they’ve built around themselves. I think they are getting to that point where that first scene would happen and I’m considering the timing of it. They’ve gone to Waukeen’s Rest. His walls start to come down. Mizora taunts Wyll about his feelings for Bryn so he pulls away again, for her safety. Then Bryn dies the next day. After he brings her back, she tells him that he should get out his pact. That they’ll figure it out together. And he wants it. But he’s scared. He’s scared for her and he’s scared of what he is without the pact. Is there a Blade without it?

Replaying the conversation with him at the party (I’m playing ahead to plan things out narratively) and that persuasion check feels less like convincing him he wants to kiss you and more like convincing him to let himself have something he wants. To put himself ahead of duty for the first time in his adult life. And I come to conclusion that their version of this Act 1 romance scene is the Bryn-Wyll version of this conversation:

Combining that with this dialogue you can get from him at the party conversation

I think this is a good set up for them. He’s asking her to be patient and she’s willing to wait for when he’s ready.

[theburiedgay]

also unrelated my cleric got to talk directly to her goddess and it was hilarious. I told the DM 'tell me if this will derail the end of the campaign bc she's ready to walk and lose her powers' and he was like '....your goddess was convinced by your argument that your murder sprees were for fighting evil. Barely.' so she gets to keep her powers AND her evil bf. living the dream

[azmageddon]

Silence

Pairing: Azriel x Cassian's twin!healer!reader

Summary: When you get stuck Under the Mountain, your mate finds the sudden silence deafening.

Warnings: none!

a/n: Based on an anonymous request! Requests are so fun! I love exploring ideas I never would have thought of. Keep them coming! This all takes place within the same AU where reader and Azriel kept their relationship secret from the IC (besides Cassian).

Azriel's POV

The silence was deafening. Never in the last 450 years had he felt such empty silence. The bond was never closed. 

But now it was silent and cold. The golden thread that joined him to you floated from the middle of his chest, right at the center of his soul, into nothing. He pushed the heels of his hands into his eyes, rubbing until he saw stars, willing this to be a dream he would wake up from. But Azriel knew better than to think this was a dream. He never slept anyway. 

“Keep Velaris safe,” Rhys’ voice had said. “And don’t come after us.”

Rhys’ voice was calm, yet commanding. It was the demand of a High Lord: something Azriel physically couldn’t ignore. 

At first, he didn’t understand the command. What did he mean, don’t come after us? Keep Velaris safe? You and Azriel had just been having a mental conversation, gossiping over the abhorrent fashion of the Autumn brothers, when Rhys’ voice interrupted you mid-sentence. 

But when Azriel reached back out to you to ask what the warning meant, he was met only with the thick, suffocating silence. 

The bond was never closed. It stayed open when you were hard at work: treating the injured, delivering babies, or easing the pain of Illyrians’ clipped wings. It stayed open when you were angry, or sad, after an argument, especially if you wanted him to feel particularly bad about it afterward.

The bond was never closed. Not when he went on missions for weeks at a time. Not even when he dragged Rhys’ prisoners to the dungeons of the Hewn City and did unspeakable things. You were his comfort. Your shared emotions were what grounded him, reminded him that life was worth living. They were a constant in his life, as effortless to absorb as breathing. 

You had become his inner voice; his conscience. His reminder that he wasn’t the villain of this story. Now that it was gone, he wasn’t sure. 

For 450 years, the bond was never closed, a vow the two of you had made when you accepted the mating bond. But now, that silence was louder than any battle or war he had ever partaken in. 

The memory of when he had found out you were mates played in his head. Azriel couldn’t keep the memory from flooding into his mind and the guilt that came along with it every time he remembered. 

You, covered in blood that wasn’t your own, watching him with worry in your eyes. 

“How long have you known?” He remembers asking, venom lacing every word he spat at you. He was angry and embarrassed; how could he have missed all the signs? How could you keep such an important, life altering secret from him? He couldn’t show that embarrassment, couldn’t show weakness, especially not to you. So he chose anger instead. 

“Since the day we met,” you replied, taking a step and trying to close the gap between the two of you. Instinctively, Azriel took a step back, the shock turning his embarrassment to shame and anger to rage.

“I was eleven when we met, Y/N,” he hissed, implying the absurdity of the time frame. Nearly a century of his fate was kept a mystery to him. Cassian had joined them at that point, pointedly observing that Azriel wasn’t taking the news well. A thought surfaced in his mind. Turning to Cassian, he has to refrain from advancing on his longest friend. “And how long have you known?” Cassian’s silence was the only answer he needed.

Azriel shook his head to clear it, choosing not to remember how you cried at the way he turned away and left you with your heart in his hands, just for him to crush it. 

It all made sense after your confession. He never understood why you insisted on being childhood friends. He was broken and lonely and disowned by his own family, but you had always shown true kindness and friendship. As you grew together, you slowly evolved into innocent adolescence first loves, and eventually adult lovers. It wasn’t until your untimely move from Illyria to Velaris to work for the late High Lord that Azriel never saw you again. That is, until the first war with Hybern and your admission of the truth. 

After Azriel had recovered from the initial anger and shock, your best kept secret had become a shared secret as the two of you accepted the bond. He still remembers the first time he heard your voice in his head. Your lovely, soft voice that wrapped around his mind like the sweetest honey. 

“Old age getting to you?” You teased as Azriel took what looked like a painful blow to the stomach from Rhys during training. 

He was so taken aback by your voice that he even turned to you, thinking you had said it out loud. But you weren’t looking at him; you had your back turned in a combat sequence with your brother. 

The momentary lapse rewarded him with another hit from Rhys, this time on the side of the head. 

“Everything alright, brother?” Rhys asked, concern flooding his voice. 

But Azriel only smirked and turned back to his brother to begin again. 

“You’ll pay for that later, love” he responded through the bond and could have sworn that he saw you falter in your training from his peripheral vision. 

How could he have let this happen? How could he have not foreseen that you would be taken from him? A mysterious invitation calling for the High Lord and his second in command to attend a party Under the Mountain? What kind of Spymaster couldn’t ascertain the danger that now all-consumed the other half of his soul?

Azriels felt something hit his knees, the sting traveling up to make his teeth chatter. He pulled his hands away from his eyes and saw that he had fallen to the ground of the Townhouse. Cassian quickly knelt in front of him, gripping his shoulders to keep him from total collapse. 

Azriel stared at Cassian and saw his lips moving rapidly, but no words came out. He furrowed his brows in confusion. What was he trying to tell him? 

In fact, Azriel heard no sound at all besides the buzzing silence in his ears and his own mind hurling insult after insult of his own sad excuse of being a mate. 

But wait…that was it. Cassian had turned to the others and Azriel was able to read the words on his lips as he spoke to the remaining Inner Circle in the room: She’s his mate.

All at once, too many voices spoke and the sounds came rushing back to Azriel. As if he would keep him from dissolving through the floor, he gripped onto his found brother for dear life.

“Cassian,” Azriel groaned, finding his voice at last. “Cassian, she’s gone. I can’t feel her.”

“We will get her back, brother. I promise.”

[chaosroid]

I am once again lamenting how neglected resist!Durge has been for months. The final climactic scene to their arc is met with some of the most milquetoast companion reactions I've ever seen.

We literally die.

Like Durge just stops being alive. Where's the angst? The emotion? None of this half-assing shit, give us the shock and denial. Hell, give us weeping! Make it unflattering, because loss can be ugly.

I wouldn't even be opposed to Withers not showing up immediately? Maybe they have to physically drag Durge's dead body back to camp. Show us Gale using the only revival scroll he has and his face falling when it doesn't work. Shadowheart being the healer, desperately expending all her energy to bring you back to life as a last hail mary. Minthara not caring that Bhaal is a god, vowing to make him pay. Lae'zel threatening you to wake up, and the devastation that follows when she realizes you won't. Wyll thinking of bargaining his very soul to Mizora just for the chance she could bring Durge back. Astarion and Karlach praying to whatever gods they can think of even though they don't believe in them anymore.

Show the grief, the exhaustion. Then Withers appears.

As it stands, the emotional weight of what happens to Durge gets resolved so quickly, there's never a moment for any of us to really react to it.

It's an issue all across the game tbh. Why do the companions have no reaction to Kressa's reveal that she tortured Durge? Why are there no consequences to your relationships when they find out you were behind the Absolute plan? Outside of Astarion, the other romanceable companions have very little unique interactions with Durge, which is a shame because there are plenty of them who share many parallels to Durge's experience of being used by a god/higher-power.

I feel like I'm playing the world's smallest violin when I complain about the lack of resist!Durge content because good god, Wyll and Minthara are fighting for their lives over here. But man, it really sucks knowing that patch 7 is allegedly Larian's last big content patch. Like if there was ever going to be an update where this sort of thing was added, it had to be this one. But it doesn't seem like Larian has any intention of closing the content disparity gap.

[rogeliodavid]

Rollercoaster of Spirit

Today was a rollercoaster of Spirit. (I just like tree canopies)

One of the first things, besides the usual reading and coding routine, was that I had a breakthrough! Regarding the fact that I held a bitter root of judgement against my dad. The culprit? I remember making an inner vow when I was young that I would never be like my dad towards my kids when I grow up. This inner vow… has led to so many ramifications…. I now realize. It led to me not claiming my masculinity to it’s fullest, because I associated that with my dad, and ever since that inner vow— I categorized that as bad.

So recognizing the ramifications of that inner vow led to it’s gradual dissolution. I now feel that I will start to be more like my dad, for the better. I will stop making excuses and apologies that prevent healthy expression of my masculinity. This includes righteous anger. Finally.

Then, out of nowhere, Omar my friend from Moody called me. He wanted to know more about coding bootcamps. So of course I told him my honest pro’s and con’s and asked him some questions of my own. However, eventually, the topic broached that of the Holy Spirit. He asked me if I had read the books by Benny Hinn on the Holy Spirit. I replied that his books on the topic of the Holy Spirit directly led to me turning my relationship with the Holy Spirit online. Night and day difference. Then he asked me if I started to speak in tongues yet. Not knowing if this was in the cards for me yet, I simply replied that I wasn’t sure what spiritual gift the Holy Spirit wanted to gift me.

Omar being Omar was taken aback and insisted that we cut our phone call short so that I can immediately watch some youtube videos on the Holy Spirit that he was going to send me. I watched the videos and was beside myself with the power of prayer that was being taught in the video. (linked below)

While watching a good chunk of the video, I silently asked the Holy Spirit what my spiritual gift was, kind of hoping it would be speaking in tongues after watching David Diga Hernandez speak it up so much. However, God has his plans, and The Holy Spirit gently nudged me into a direction of remembrance that I had previously asked for the gift of interpretation of tongues! This vague memory brought me back full circle because in our last meeting I had encouraged Omar that he should pray to find someone who could interpret tongues! God works in mysterious ways.

I hope you can see now why today felt like a rollercoaster ride of Spirit. :)

[oliolioxenfreewrites]

A Peek into the Nightshade Curse

Here's a first look at Kirjani—I crafted this myself using the Neku app!

Kirjani, the Nightshade Sorceress, is a complex character defined by her deep scars and unyielding determination. Her dual-colored eyes—one a deep red, the other a piercing purple—reflect her internal struggle between vengeance and the remnants of her once-innocent soul. Born from anguish, her past is marred by the violent loss of her village and loved ones. Initially, a healer named Adisa transforms into Kirjani, a sorceress driven by a burning desire for retribution against the corrupt nobility that tore her life apart.

Her connection to the original Nightshade Sorceress, a figure of legend from 786 years ago, serves as both a curse and a source of immense power. The original Nightshade Sorceress was betrayed by those she sought to protect, leading to her descent into darkness and the casting of the diabolical Nightshade Curse. This spellbound her to the cycle of vengeance and rebirth every 125 years. This curse passes down to those who inherit her anguish and anger, and Kirjani is the latest to bear this burden.

Kirjani’s struggle is a real doozy. She is not only battling her external enemies but also facing the darkness that threatens to swallow her whole. Talk about a tough gig! She is juggling the powers of the healer she once was with the dark sorcery she now commands. This duality is no joke; her magic can heal wounds just as easily as it can wreak havoc.

Her journey is a rollercoaster of inner turmoil. She is caught between the desire to shield her world from the catastrophic consequences of the Nightshade Sorceress’s full awakening and the burning urge to seek revenge. Kirjani’s path is not merely about retribution; it is about discovering balance in a realm where light and dark are in a constant tug-of-war. Will she rise to be the hero her world desperately needs? Only time will tell, but one thing is certain: it is going to be one wild ride.

Kirjani’s transformation is both physical and emotional. Her hair, once dark, has turned a stark platinum, and her attire has shifted from the bright colors of her past to the darker tones that reflect her new identity. Despite the darkness within her, Kirjani still possesses a strong sense of justice, although it is now twisted by her experiences and the power she wields. She masks her pain with cynical humor and uses it as a shield to keep others at bay, but her interactions with her companions, like Rick and Raelin, reveal the remnants of the caring person she once was.

Her relationship with Rick, her first love, is complicated by their shared trauma and his unspoken emotions that linger between them. Kirjani looks at Rick as another piece of her old life that she will do anything to keep; she decides to use the immortality curse on him Rick’s transformation into a Shadow Walker, a decision made by Kirjani in a moment of desperation, adds another layer of complexity to their dynamic. Kirjani’s actions are driven by a need to protect those she cares about, but she is constantly aware of the line she walks between salvation and damnation.

As the Nightshade Sorceress, Kirjani is a figure of both fear and admiration. Her power is immense, but it comes with the cost of her humanity. Her ultimate goal is to prevent the original Nightshade Sorceress from crossing over into their world, a fate that would bring about global destruction. Kirjani’s journey is one of sacrifice, as she must decide how far she is willing to go to protect her world, even if it means losing herself in the process.

In the end, Kirjani’s story is one of redemption, power, and the struggle to maintain one’s humanity in the face of overwhelming darkness. Her character is a testament to the resilience of the human spirit, even when it is bound by the chains of a cursed destiny.

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[fancyfeathers]

I saw your post about yandere Capitano. Here’s my shower thought.

Capitano with a darling who was with him in Khaenriha(I cannot spell this for the life of me). They were his medic/ healer and when he lost everything he made a vow to never let them leave him.

I was actually looking into the rot that Capitano is experiencing and it probably isn’t as gory as people think it is because it probably looks like Dainsleif’s arm

Medics were never supposed to see war head on, they saw the after effects, when the blood has already been shed and only the victors remain. He did care for his darling, she was under his care as he was her commander but their knowledge were very different, she could never hold a sword let alone swing one without falling over or hurting herself, then he never thought he could be truly tender as she is when tending to the injured and dying.

He’s seen her outside of duty, she had a family, mother and father and little and older siblings who cared for her….

It breaks his heart to see her holding their bodies and sobbing her heart out after the effects of what happened in Khaenri'ah. It hurts him even more when she struggles against him when he has to pull her away from them because it was not safe to stay.

Now as they are cursed with immortality Capitano is far more lucky than she is, his body is strong, far stronger than she could ever imagine, and she is no. So when the rot begins to set it, it is the Captain who is able to continue to fight on and walk, but she is not as lucky. As much as he wishes to he cannot bring her with him everywhere he goes, it would not be safe for her anymore. So when he is recruited for the Harbingers he has next to no problem accepting because he knows that she will be safe tucked away somewhere in the land of snow and ice.

She cannot fight or make some sort of snide remark at him as she lays in their bedroom, far too weak to move. The staff takes care of her like she used to take care of wounded soldiers but with Capitano now being one of the Tsaritsa’s Harbingers she hardly sees him and the staff do not care for much besides doing their jobs. So her only company as she lays in bed, literally rotting away is the view from outside her window that she cannot even walk to, seeing the seasons of Snezhnaya which barely shift at all from the same white blanket of snow.

She was a medic and will never see war head on ever again, because she will never see anything outside of the four walls of the house she is kept in ever again.

[tennessoui]

Feb Kofi fic: screaming crying throwing up, etc., etc..

teehee! 🥰

[sassassian]

A marauders headcanon I am unwilling to negotiate is that James and Lily loved Remus so much and vowed both to themselves and to each other that they would take care of him always, and that didn’t change even when things got dark and there were shadows of doubt that he could be the spy in the Order. They talked about it and decided that even if he were the spy, that’s on him, and they won’t cheapen the way they love by acting on an unproven possibility. So after everything happens and Remus is /desolate/ under the grief, and he’s wasted away for months and ignored every knock on his door and every attempt made to check on him, he gets to a point where he knows he’s either gotta kill himself or find a fucking way to survive.

So he gets up and he showers and puts on clothes that he’s positively swimming in with how much he’s shrunken in on himself and he sends an owl to Gringotts to see how much money he’s got tucked into his abysmal savings, and when the owl comes back the balance is tens of thousands of gallons more than he’s ever even seen in it.

And that’s how he finds out that James and Lily wrote him into their wills. That they’d set aside money for him to just in case they couldn’t be there any longer to mysteriously refill his cupboard with canned goods and his fridge with fruit and veggies every time they stopped by, or to bring him sweaters that’d grown out of that just happened to be in his size with the tag still on them, or line the pockets of the private healer that regularly came to tend to him after a particularly bad full moon.

It’s how he’s able to survive the next year. It’s why he decides to. Because even though it feels impossible to be alive in a world without them, they’d already made a plan to make sure he could do it.

[fandom-go-round]

bg3 companions + their reactions to finding out they knocked up fem tav? 👀 (for the ladies we can say they're trans or it's magic)

I wrote my boy first because he’s the best, can you guess who it is? Hint: He’s my first romance. No guess for you lovely requestor because you know too much LOL

Also I’m ignoring cannon endings here because we want to end up happy with babies. No angst here, begone!

Warnings: Implied Sex, Implied Sexual Situations, Pregnant Tav, Babies, Pregnancy Thing (Morning Sickness)

Astarion:

At first, he thinks that you’re joking. Vampires can’t have children after all, that’s a pretty basic fact. When you’re insistent, part of him wants to accuse you of cheating, as much as it pains him. That’s a part of him still tainted by Cazador and he muffles it as best he can. Astarion is going to insist you go to a healer together; if you’re not pregnant, something must be going on you need help with. When Shadowheart confirms you’re with child, he’s at a loss. Astarion doesn’t know what to say, truly.

After the initial shock, he goes on the hunt for anything and everything about human-vampire babies. The records are hard to find and some are locked far, far away but he finds them all. He can be very persuasive after all. It’s in one of these books that he figures out how you two made a baby; he’s going to be very careful taking your blood from now on. Speaking of, Astarion will refuse to drink from you while you pregnant, no ifs ands or buts. This is a firm boundary for him, even if you smell more and more delicious the farther along you get.

The pregnancy is hard and Astarion is afraid he’s going to lose you. The birth is especially gruesome and it’s only because of Shadowheart and Halsin that you’re alive. He wants to resent the baby for how you suffered but he can’t, they’re just too perfect. He’s afraid of getting too close, of tainting this little thing but you refuse to let him be apart. The first time he holds your child he weeps and it’s over. Astarion is always going to struggle with his emotions and feelings about being a father but never about how much he loves them. Also, he’s completely in charge of their wardrobe; you’re going to have the best-looking baby in the entire city hands down.

Gale:

Gale was always on the fence about kids. Sure they’re cute but they’re also loud and he struggles to take care of himself, let alone a little squishy creature. That doesn’t mean he’s upset when you tell him you’re pregnant, not at all. He’s just doing furious calculations in his mind and it looks like he’s crashed. Give his brain a moment to reset and he’ll give you a large grin and lean down to kiss you. Tara is the first person the two of you tell and she’s excited, vowing to be the baby’s protector. Gale loves her even more which is quite the feat. His mother is next and she immediately starts offering help. He just can’t get over how perfect his family is, it feels like a dream sometimes. 

He takes a very technical approach to your pregnancy, like everything. Gale is reading all of the baby books and using all of the tracking charts he can get his hands on. He even goes to talk to midwives, wanting an expert opinion. It’s very sweet of him but you have to remind him that all babies grow at their own pace. He just wants to be the best dad he can and for him, that means more information. It is funny to watch him change a diaper for the first time but he never backs down from a challenge! Maybe he can use magic…?

He’s a mess when you actually go into labor. Gale swore he would be with you the entire time and then passed out in the final moments. He wakes up to a healthy baby and immediately starts crying. He enjoys being a dad, especially teaching your child new things. Your kid is going to have a huge curious streak that Gale will feed with vigor. He doesn’t consciously want your kid to be a wizard but would be overjoyed to have more in common with them.

Wyll:

Wyll is over the moon, as surprised as he is. Kids are something that he’s always wanted to have eventually and with you, his favorite person? What could go wrong? Of course, he’ll hear out your concerns if you have any and can have difficult conversations around pregnancy and child birth. One benefit of being a noble is that he has resources to help; whatever you want will be yours. He’s nervous to tell his dad but once the older man starts to tear up, he knows that he’s made a good choice. Wyll wants his family to be whole and happy.

He’s a chronic hoverer, as cute and frustrating as that is. Even in the early stages of pregnancy Wyll will try to do everything for you; moving a trunk? He’s got that, don’t strain yourself. Trying to cook dinner? Let him help you love. Be firm that you can do things yourself and he’ll back off. Just know that when you turn to ask him for help he’ll be waiting in the wings to be your hero. He’s also a pro at helping you figure out cravings. Wyll won’t complain if you wake him up in the middle of the night to go get something from the kitchen. He loves wrapping his arms around you from behind and rocking together; you being in his arms is his favorite thing.

He’s a trooper during the birth, being there the entire time. It takes a long time and he does worry but he encourages you and is your personal cheerleader. He can’t stop smiling after the baby is born, tracing their cheeks and forehead. As much as it would be funny to say Wyll struggles with being a dad, he really doesn’t. He loves your child so much, you’re surprised he never brought up kids in the first place. He is very much the definition of doting father but don’t let that fool you, he takes no disrespect, especially towards you. You’re the ruler of the house and Wyll is your backup. He’s the perfect mix of fun and strict dad. Now if he can convince you to have others…

Karlach:

Karlach is over the moon when you find our you’re pregnant. She had noticed you felt off and encouraged you to go to the doctor. Neither of you were expecting the baby news, as silly as it sounds. That doesn’t stop her form immediately lifting you up with a loud ��whoop!’ and spinning your around the room. She loves babies! She loves you! This is going to be great.

She insists on redoing a room just for the baby. Even if their crib is going to be in your room for the first few months, Karlach wants your kid to have their own space. She paints the walls, builds all the furniture, everything. She asks for you opinion on decorations and doesn’t do anything without checking with you first but it’s her labor of love. It’s also her project for when she gets anxious thinking about the future. What is something goes wrong with her heart? What if something is wrong with the baby? What is the birth is too much for you? All of these thoughts get washed away in making the baby’s room perfect and then she goes to talk to you.

Karlach helps as much as she can during the birth aka you kick her (lovingly) into the hall to go grab towels so she stops hovering. When she gets back the baby is almost here and there’s no time to panic, just watch with wide eyes. She thinks you’re even more of a badass for going through all that and asks to hold the baby fist. Karlach cries holding them; they’re so cute and small and they’re the perfect mix of the two of you. She’s defiantly going to be the fun mom and there will be moments where it feels like you have two kids to scold. She takes safety very seriously, however, and is the first to lecture about stranger danger. Your kid will never feel unloved or unsafe, Karlach swears it on her life. This is her family now and no one else can have them.

Lae’zel:

Lae’zel struggles with the news that you’re having a baby. Partly because she never thought that she could have kids and the other part because she’s terrified about being a mom. She wasn’t raised in a traditional Faerunian way; no where on the continent can be compared to being raised Gith. She needs time to process on her own and it’ll be a few days before she comes back ready to talk. Take her concerns seriously and, if you truly want to keep the baby, she’ll raise them with you. She loves you after all.

It takes her a bit to understand all the changes your body is going through. It’s horrifying and amazing to watch your stomach swell and she loves gently cradling your bump as it grows. She doesn’t know what to do about the crying, except when someone else makes you cry. Then it’s easy: she wants to kill them. That usually makes you laugh and you’re able to talk her out of bodily harm. You do have some nice shop discounts now. Lae’el is very much your guard dog and she fulfills her position with pride.

The entire birthing process just shows Lae’zel that you’re the strongest person she knows. She’s completely impressed by how you handle everything and has a new respect for moms everywhere. She still thinks it’s gross and inefficient but badass all the same. Lae’zel is a strict mom but soft in her own way. She’s still learning to be kind to herself and the world around her. Your child will never feel the brunt of her frustration or confusion; they will, however, be able to swing a sword much too young. She beams with pride the first time your child beheads a training dummy and you know, deep deep down, that the two of them going to be trouble.

Shadowheart:

She starts to notice the signs before you do, honestly. At first it’s little things; you’re tired quicker, you’re more sensitive to certain smells. The big one is that you start to get morning sickness, frequently. Shadowheart finally sits you down after the fifth morning in a row over a bucket and checks you over. You’re pregnant all right, not doubt there. She’s going to be as surprised as you; you were both good about protection. Surprise baby!

She’s fairly neutral about kids. She never thought that she would have any, serving Shar, but now there’s a little more appeal to them. The pooping and crying she could live without but the idea of there being someone made up of the two of you? Shadowheart likes the idea more than she would admit out loud. She starts researching pregnancy healing the midwifery right away; she doesn’t have a lot of expertise with babies but she is a healer.

Shadowheart insists on delivering your baby herself. She wants to be a part of this and while you’re going to be doing the hard part, she wants to support you. If you have an issue, she will relent but has to be in the room. Your delivery is flawless and as she holds the bloody baby in her hands, she feels full. Of love and hope and excitement, all those emotions she once would have sworn off. For the first time since you’ve found out you’re pregnant, she’s excited to be a mom. She’s a strict but loving mom, teasing her kid and embarrassing them in public (just a little, like a cheek pinch). Shadowheart loves singing to your kids, something neither of you knew until now. Your house is full of love and laughter and singing, just perfect.