#healingsorcery

[nightmdic]

“You did all you could. You can’t save everyone.”  

     Her hands lean over the railing as she lets a deep, trembling breath escape from her lips. She’s never been good at loosing patients, doing everything in her power to prevent from doing so - & she had quite the good track record from that alone. So to still see their crimson ichor on her hands despite having washed it all away, it’s. . .

     She’s slightly caught off guard by the voice behind her, stiffening in mild surprise yet growing relaxed once again when she recognizes him; the wizard doctor on tv. 

     “ Yea. . .yea, I know. . .”

@healingsorcery​

[shefatalesarch]

HE HAD BEEN GONE, WHAT HAD BEEN EXPECTED OF HER? she couldn’t wait with no idea that the world would ever come back like it had. worst of all, stephen probably never would live in a world were the two of them together would work. which made her unsure why she was even here to begin with, what had brought her here, what was the point? her hand reached up as she finally found the building, it had taken a little effort and deeper desire she figured, and her knuckles knocked which caused the door to open as if they already knew she was here. feet carried her forwards slowly as she breathed in, “oh … wow….” she spoke as she tugged at her coat nervously.

@healingsorcery​   ♥ for a starter from christine palmer

[witchoflegends]

@healingsorcery​ sent: " well. i'm not winning any parent of the year awards, let's put it that way. "  ( to  christine  about  stella )​

“Then maybe you should act like a parent,” she replied pointedly. Christine wasn’t sure if she could handle this much longer. The arguing between the two, and watching her daughters hope getting crushed time and time again. “You know, she looks at you like you hung the stars in the sky. The least you could do is make an effort. To be present. She doesn’t need you to be her teacher or her judge, or for you to decide what’s best for her. I know you didn’t necessarily want her, but she needs her dad.”

[unsteals-archived]

" can you move? "        ♡        @healingsorcery​.

   can you move?  that’s a really good question that layla is incapable of answering for at least a couple of minutes. it hadn’t been the longest fall and the pain isn’t as bad as she had been expecting but the fear... that’s pretty rough. falling has always been scary to her. there are some childhood memories  ( and hospital trips )  associated with that fear, and even as an adult she can’t shake it. it twists her stomach in knots when she’s climbing, when she’s driving over a bridge, and when she’s riding roller coasters. not that she doesn’t love the adrenaline rush that kind of sensation brings. she shouldn’t love it, not nearly as much as she does, and it’s going to get her killed someday. just not today, thankfully.   ❝ yes... yes, i can move. ❞

[supremescrceress]

@healingsorcery​ ♡’d for a starter

{☆} Her time on Earth so far hadn’t been long--but she was swiftly coming to LOVE the little blue marble. It was a BEAUTIFUL place--although she could admittedly live without some of the SMELLS of New York--full of community and diversity and...good. She was all too conscious of her heritage. The blood of CONQUERERS coursed through her veins and it had been easy to pick apart the security of Earth, just like Umar would have.

But she doesn’t see this fragile little planet as a dominion to control or another JEWEL in a crown. 

She was beginning to see it as HOME. And that was dangerous in its own right. 

Clea’s arms folded around herself, leaning against the ledge of the building, gazing up at the night sky. It was CHILLY, but she was rather fond of the cold. It reminded her of her childhood. 

The GOOD parts anyway. 

His presence was easy to detect, even with her back to him. Her MASTER. Their mental connection was forming, still fuzzy and unfiltered--but she could pick him out of a crowd without laying eyes on him now. “I’m still waiting to hear a ‘THANK you Clea for shielding my ass from the banshee’, you know.” 

[portalfists]

s/tephan ; you have the potential to be the best sorcerer we’ve ever seen.

a/merica ; ☺️

s/tephan ; you just gotta work hard for it

a/merica ; 🤮

[luckheist]

@healingsorcery​  asked :  “Should I leave you alone?”

                 ❝ no ...  NO ...  it’s  FINE .  you  can  stay . ❞  her  voice  is  soft ,  legs  dangling  over  the  edge  of  the  roof  as  hands  curl  around  the  brick ,  eyes  focused  on  the  skyline  before  she  turns  a  glance  to  the  sorcerer .  it’s  been ...  a  DIFFICULT  WEEK .  she  was  immortal  for  all  of  five  minutes ,  let  her  ex - girlfriend’s  minions  beat  the  shit  out  of  her ,  bargained  with  THE  GILDED  SAINT ,  and  sold  out  her  mentor  to  get  her  mortality  back  and  save  the  entire  fucking  island  of  manhattan .  it  was  overwhelming .  and  sometimes  the  only  way  to  keep  her  head  on  straight  was  to  climb  to  the  top  of  the  city  and  THINK .  ❝ how’d  you  find  me ? ❞

[astrapure-a]

@healingsorcery​

     “So. . . are you an actual doctor, or is it more of just part of your hero name?”

There’s a genuine curiosity to her tone at the inquiry she presents, head tilting to the side as dark tresses dangle from her rather odd position. Sitting cross in apparently mid-air whilst energy thrums beneath crossed legs. It’s a position almost akin to a child, had she simply been sitting on the floor or within a chair.

     “I mean, I know this is a bit random of a meeting, but I’m curious - “

[hellblcze]

@healingsorcery​ asked: “This is… impressive spellwork.”     Myth and Magic Sentence Starters

“why  everyone  sounds  so  bloody  surprised  when  I  do  magic  by  the  book?“  fair  enough,  he  is  often  a  wild  card  when  it  comes  to  do  magic  as  it  should  be  performed.  he  is  not  interested  in  rules,  his  brand  of  magic  one  that  takes  life  source  and  years  of  life  and  sacrifice  and  it’s  by  those  in  higher  places,  darker  brand  of  magic.  “I  already  allowed  a  demon  to  get  the  best  of  me,  mate.  I’m  not  letting  that  happen  again.“  sleeves  rolled  up,  revealing  the  red  king’s  tattoo  over  his  forearm  as  well  tattoos  with  branded  latin  and  hebrew  words,  as  well  nordic  symbols  of  protection.  he  is  not  letting  astra  had  died  in  vain.  “I  might  be  a  mess,  your  highness  but  I’m  a  damn  good  exorcist,  ask  anyone.”  

[griimarch]

@healingsorcery​ asked; Gemma, please stop. Just stop.

“Why though? Its fun, I mean the earth has to be flat... Just like milk should go before cereal.” 

[nightmdic]

⊕ for stephen!1!!

aesthetic board of @healingsorcery and the medic!

[shefatalesarch]

SHE HAD HOPED AFTER SHE SUCCUMBED TO REALIZE SHE HAD CROSSED A LINE that she might never see that sorcerer again. that she could destroy that temple and disappear and that everyone would just make an assumption that she died along with her legacy, or shrine. her head turned slowly and a breath escaped from her as she slowly pushed her hands into his pockets. “come seeking an apology?” she asked as her body began to turn to him finally.

@healingsorcery​ ♥ for a starter from wanda maximoff 

[healertm]

@healingsorcery​   spoke thus :  📜 incorrect quotes (3/??)

[unsteals-archived]

         ❝ did you just...? ❞   layla might ask if he’d just  come through a portal  if she had the understanding and the vocabulary to. unfortunately, she doesn’t; her own words fall woefully short in describing what she’s just seen. whoever this man is, he looks to be on a mission. she doubts he’s security. he probably shouldn’t be here, as much as her. she won’t bring up the pectoral tucked in her bag if he doesn’t. it’s none of his business, and it’s not the  rightful property  of the millionaire she’s robbing either.

starter call        ♡        @healingsorcery​.

[crpediem]

Don't tell this to anyone, but I do like Croki better than the other Lokis in my life

mouth wide as he hisses, but it sounds like he's pleased. ( i like this one too! )

[seidrborn]

` ✦  @healingsorcery​༄ ⋆.◦◝   (  LYRICAL  ONE—LINER.  )

“  TRUST  ME,   trust me,  mac lir,   when i'm singing my song ;    trust that i'll lead the quest till the end,  & that i'll subdue the monsters.  ”