#целитель

[ringio]

Saint Panteleimon (Saint Pantaleon) is a healer and protector of doctors and warriors. Let prayers to him be replaced by words of gratitude.

Святой Пантелеймон - целитель, покровитель врачей и войнов. Пусть мольбы к нему сменятся словами благодарности.

Painter Andrey Shishkin / Художник Андрей Шишкин

#saint #Saint Panteleimon #Saint Pantaleon #orthodox #Christian #Christianity #church #faith #love #святой #Святой Пантелеймон #целитель #заступник #покровитель #православие #православный #христиаский #христианство #вера #любовь

[svetlana-aplgo]

На открытие дорог шепоток

На новолуние 3 дня 20/21/22

#новолуние #открытиедорог #шепоток #мантра #мандала #энергия #магиярун #мельница #руны  #аффирмации #богатство #деньги #затмение #коридор #карма #экстрасенсцелитель

#Руны #Новооуние #Магиярун #Затмение #Шепоток #Ритуал #Открытиедорог #Силарун #Мельница #Энергия #Мандала #Мантра #Экстрасенс #Целитель

[iskusstvo-kultura]

#искусство и культура #мир талантов и знаний #portrait #digital art #Целитель Пантелеймон

[unabashedwitchnut]

Кто кому целитель по Зодиаку.

Помните песню из кинофильма “Ирония судьбы…” и в ней такие слова: “Как жаль, что я больна не вами…”? Так вот, действительно, при всей внешней парадоксальности этих слов, пообщавшись с некоторыми людьми, можно заболеть. С другой стороны, как часто мы говорим друг другу: “Этот человек хорошо на меня влияет” или “Постою с ним рядом, и мне становится лучше”. Астрология позволяет точно сказать,…

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#Кто кому целитель по Зодиаку #астрология #эзотерика

[gkh11]

Девушка-целитель 2 сезон дата выхода

Приветствую, вас. Вы посмотрели первый сезон, а второй разумеется появится вновь на ваших экранах, но этого момента придется дождаться.... Читать дальше »

#девушка-целитель #2 сезон #дата

[bleedingichorhearts]

𝕱𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖘 𝕾𝖆𝖑𝖛𝖆𝖌𝖊

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: Proceeds to do anything, but work on the WIPs*

𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams, @egrets-not-regrets, @bispecsual, @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan, @sleepyfan-blog.

𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗:

Маленький целитель - Little Healer(Russian)

TW // SMUT/NSFW, Noncon and Dubcon, Anal, Overstimulation, Mating Press, Massaging? Yandere Themes, Death, Body Horror.

“Svi” is what she called him, nicknamed him. His original name being far too difficult for her to pronounce. Always managing to mispronounce “slav” at the end of his name “Sviatoslav.” He couldn’t tell if he should be angry at her or not for it, and at first he was.

He was grumpy that he had a human helping him on his recovery. Helping him wrap his flesh wounds. Helping him reconstruct and rewire the bionic parts of himself. Not that she had good enough technology to repair it, but he wasn’t one to whine if it improved his helpless position at the moment. He can always upgrade the work done on him when he was back steadily on his feet.

Though, he would grumble and hiss lowly every time she would try and help him. Turning his body away from her as much as he could from her approaching organic hands. The metal pistons replacing his stomach groaning in protest.

He was already injured enough, he was in no shape or form to move after he got jumped by a warband of feral marines. Their goal to leave him spewing his own lifeline on the forest floor as they were successful of smashing their gauntlets in between his armor and ripping them off like some scavengers. It pained him, it felt like his own limbs were being torn apart and they might as well have been if he hadn’t learned about their group and his heavy warfare tactics. He was barely alive when he found himself in the humans… shed, taking a rest there or his death bed if it wasn’t for the human to find him in their shed.

He questions nightly why the human would save him, an Iron hand. He knows they were not the most pleasing to be around considering their passive-aggressive behavior. Throne, even he was being aggressive towards her, he knows he is, but he doesn’t do anything to correct it. Not when she growls back at him to stay put.

It silence him the first time she got fed up with him moving away from her. Hissing and puffing up at her when she suddenly snarled at him, telling him to stop moving or else she would switch a wire in him. Not that would do much to him and mildly irritate him, but it was the bravery of her saying such demands, such threats to him. He actually stayed still the first time since she started his recovery process. His eyes carefully watching her work delicately across his organic skin and between his bionic parts. How come he didn’t notice her grace before?

He watches her intently everyday then. Ever so silent with a few growls and hisses here and there when she touches a sensitive nerve between flesh and metal, but he doesn’t move away from her. He awaits for her to return to him three times a day, giving him meals to savor on his organic tongue. Sometimes, it’s a little untimely for her arrival that he gets agitated, but she always manages to show up when he was just about to make a move himself to find her.

Within these times of his recovery by her hand. He learns to like, even love her appearance. His hearts in his chest beating just a bit more when he sees her, then deeply ache when she leaves him. It confused him at first until he remembered that “bonds” were a thing in this world.

Was this his bonded? Or was this some sort of psyker trickery playing on him? No, he had way too much self-discipline to have tricks played on him. This was a calling, for him. This bond was his, wholly his. He knows it.

He made her stay with him a night after she delivered his last meal of the day. His half-worked metal arm shooting out and wrapping around her waist and pulling her in his lap. Bringing her back flush against his torso as his metal fingers lightly left tiny circles on her clothed skin above her stomach. Feeling how she slowly relaxed in his embrace. A bit unsure at first, but she leaned back to rest on him rather than leaning away from him.

He sits there, dozing there for a while. His nose nuzzling the top of her head, thinking, enjoying her scent that brought him sudden comfort to his senses. His fingers still circling on top of her clothing until they stop, simply resting on top of his bonded.

His eyes suddenly snap open in a glare and he snarls when he feels her trying to escape his grasp, his willing embrace. Her smaller figure freezing up in her movements to leave him as he shifts in his spot. His form curling over hers while his arms wrap around her torso and pull her back to him, feeling her plush breasts under her layers of clothing. His head leaning down and nuzzle into the side of her neck, his want to just nip at her skin rising as she side eyes him.

“I have someone else to attend to you know.” She mentions and he honestly doesn’t care. He has smelt that other human on her. Not exactly a partner nor a friend, but he can smell the faint whiff of the… attraction this human had for his bonded. His Маленький целитель(little healer.)

He growls in her ear when she makes another attempt to move anyway for him. His hands lightly gripping the sides of her body, pressing into her clothing in a warning. Her scent changing there for a second before she huffs at him, wiggling and settling back into his lap.

“Fine.” She grumbles back at him, shifting in his lap again. Agitating him as he almost growls again, but it turns into a quiet purr as she nuzzles up against his exposed neck. Her arms wrapping up and around his shoulders as much as she could. Settling his their little disagreement.

His hearts ache once again as she leaves him in the cold morning. A reassuring coo falling from her lips. Promising him of her return while a whine of his own nearly left his throat as he swallows it down. His tongue ruffly pressing up against the back of his teeth.

He… he needed more.

He doesn’t know what got into him when he finds himself rising off the dusty ground. His head nearly having a wooden beam above him take him back down, but he proceeds, leaning through the old doorway of the shed. The pistons in his body feeling remarkably better and moveable than the first time he’s tried to move before.

His Маленький целитель(little healer) has gotten better in repairing his bionic attachments. His flesh wounds were no match for her, having healed up quickly with his healing factor. Throne, he should reward her for taking him under her delicate hands just as she was rewarding him with another life. He knows she could have killed him right there, on the spot, but she never held anything towards him. She was… patient with him.

His tongue twists when he picks up the fresh scent of the male through the air, his eyes narrowing at the sudden smell of him. He has never smelt the male so close before. Was he hunting? But it didn’t seem like this one was the type to hunt, he was more like a lazy human, incompetent. Was this male perhaps following his Маленький целитель?(little healer?)

Oh, that thought made him flex his iron hand. A soft shink coming off each finger.

His pistons work hard for him to move at a quick, but stalking pace. Still needing the appropriate parts to work efficiently that only he can get, but he’s silently grateful for the his Маленький целитель(little healer) work or else he wouldn’t be able to protect her.

That word, “protect” screams at him mentally. Urging him to overwork himself to find himself at the edge of his Маленький целитель(little healer) nest. He was sure he would be a thing of steaming metal if he didn’t stop to scope out her nest in front of him. Looking for all the possible exits and opportunities someone might “sneak” in.

He lowly growls into the cold, morning air. A cloud of his exhale and steaming joints surrounding him, his body too hot for the air to cool him off. His eyes searching over the nest for an obvious opening, and he finds an open back door.

He shoots forward when a surprised shout comes from inside of the house. His figure quickly crossing the yard and leaning through an open back door of the nest. Chuffs and clicks coming from him as he stands still for a moment inside of the nest to hear where the commotion is coming from. His head snapping into the pinpointed direction before his body makes a move himself.

“Y-you are not supposed to be here.” He hears his Маленький целитель(little healer) swallow as he comes around an archway, leaning down through it.

“I was worried for you! I keep seeing you go out back of your house, and you usually return before 12, but you didn’t last night!” The male in front of his Маленький целитель(little healer) speaks, twirling an object in his hands.

“You’ve been stalking me?” His Маленький целитель(little healer) questions, keeping her eyes on the male as she slowly backs away from the ever approaching male. The object in his hand becoming a type of knife.

“Now that makes me sound bad!” The male whines, stepping closer. “I was just making sure you and your house was protected!”

“I think, me and you are thinking two different things.” She states.

“No, we are thinking the same things.” The males tone suddenly changed. Sviatoslav fingers slowly moving in anticipation.

“No, we are not.” She rejects boldly.

“Yes, we are.” The male argues, flipping the knife once more in his hand. Stalking forward, oh so stupidly towards his Маленький целитель(little healer.)

He shoots out of the dark then. His iron hand dragging the smaller male up to his much higher level. His silver eyes glaring dangerously down into the males fear stricken eyes. A hiss rumbling through Sviatoslav teeth as the male struggles in his firm hold, his knife stabbing at his iron arm, creating sparks.

Sviatoslav wants to throw the corrupt male across the room. Smash his head through a wall, but he also wants to make sure this… boy stays dead and what’s better than to do that with his own bear hands?

Forcefully putting the male back down on his feet. His hands wrapped around his jaw before pushing through the males mouth, breaking some of the males teeth out to do so as he cry’s out in pain. The males tears running down his cheeks as his fingers positioning on the roof of his mouth and the bottom of his mouth and then he pulls.

The sickening snap of his jaw being ripped from his head cracks out. His once white teeth intact to the jaw, now bloody and flying throughout the room, little tinks sounding across the wooden floorboards. His head, now with no jaw bleeds down the front of the body, pooling below where the body still stands before the knees give up, kneeling below him before flopping to the side. A pool of blood surrounding the twitching body.

Sviatoslav simply rumbles at the sight, throwing the bottom jaw in his hand back to the dying body. The jaw bone cracking underneath the force of his throw.

When he turns back around to see his Маленький целитель(little healer) he purrs quietly at her shocked form, attempting to soothe her as her eyes looked between him and the body that occasionally twitches in its own pool of blood, on her floor, just behind her countertop. He coos at her again, curling his towering form around her and nuzzles into her neck. His breath fanning against her skin as flakes of cold blood touch her skin, sending a shiver through her body. His hands settling on her hips, tracing tiny circles on them.

“S-Svi.” She whispers to him, finally choosing to look at him instead. Her heart pounding in her chest as he gently pushes her towards the island in the room and she hesitantly obeys. Whether it was by shock or not, he still gives her a pleased grumble before he turns her around and softly pushes against her back with his iron hand. His hands pressing down into the curve of her spine as she leans down onto the countertop.

He can smell her uncertainty at his actions, previous and now. How she tenses up when he drags his hands down the more softer parts of her body. How her breath is more quieter than usual.

He leans his body down on top of her. His chest pressing against her back as he softly nuzzles and chuffs quietly at the back of her neck. Attempting to soothe his Маленький целитель(little healer) again.

He knows he has killed someone right in front of her and it’s reasonable for her to be… concerned with him, but he wants her to know he won’t do such a thing to his savior that gave him another chance of his life. He wants to protect and heal her just as she did to him. He wants to show her that she can trust him just as he trusted her to not kill him when she could have.

His hands tug at the loop holes on her pants. His chest rumbling against her back as he starts to kiss at her neck and shoulders. His hips pressing up against her *ss as he eyes how her hands tighten and loosen, still unsure with him.

He stops and coos questionably when she slowly sighs underneath him. His form leaning up to watch as she shimmy’s out of her pants and underwear, letting them lay at her ankles. Her cheeks highlighting from the light above them.

“Just… not through my folds, alright?” She tells him, her face turning red at his staring, unable to make eye contact with him.

He purrs loudly this time, unlike his usual quiet purrs. He body leaning forward again to capture her lips in his, a surprised gasp coming from her as his hands presses and grips her butt cheeks together.

His tongue slips pass her teeth and overwhelms her mouth with his, claiming anything hers as his. His hand fiddling with his cod piece as he works on making his Маленький целитель(little healer) breathless, dizzy on him by just his mouth. Her hand resting on his lower jaw encouraging him.

Leaning back from his Маленький целитель(little healer) to let her breathe. A string of their saliva connected their mouths together until Sviatoslav pressed his chest back into her back, his teeth lightly nipping at her neck and shoulder as she leans back down on the countertop.

Finally freeing his c*ck, he uses her and his arousal to coat his c*ck as lube. Teasing her wet folds with his length as his hands grip and massage her cheeks, opening up her pulsing *ss for him. His c*ck slowly dragging back and forth between her folds before pressing onto her unyielding hole. He had to push a little harder before he popped into her hole with a ‘plop.’

He groans as she whines breathlessly underneath him, her hands immediately gripping the other side of the countertop. Her breaths coming in short the more he slowly edges himself into her tight hole. Her walls pulsing around him, trying to push him back out.

“Svi…” She whines quietly at him. His hands massaging her skin and muscles in order to relax her smaller body, his hands nearly wrapped around her waist fully.

Such a small little thing, he rumbles to himself. Waiting on her to relax before he can start to thrust into her. He doesn’t what to ruin her just yet despite her body tightening around him as he groans again.

She huffs against the counter top when he starts to move, her body rocking with him. Still a bit tight, but he wouldn’t want it any other way. He loves how she tightens around him, how she claws at the countertop to support herself. Not like he was gripping at her hips himself, like she was going to leave him, move away from him. His nose nuzzling into the back of her neck as well.

“S-Svi…” She moans when he goes a little deeper, a little faster that he has her on her tippy toes. Groaning up at him, begging him to rail her again and again and he can’t help but oblige. Growling into her ear as he leans over her some more, putting her into a type of mating press against the cold countertop.

His hands drag along her thigh with his lips suckling on her neck before he picks up her leg and puts it on the countertop for more access into her hole. His hands coming back up on her hips to keep her in place.

She gasps and chokes on thin air as he “slips” out of her and through her wet folds. A squelch-like sound coming out as he buries himself to the hilt before dragging back out. Her body jerking forward in surprise as he pulls her back down on his c*ck with a growl. Her body shaking around him as her toes curl.

“Svi! Svi!” She cries at him. Her hands patting back at him, wanting him off of her and he snarls next to her ear at her. His iron hand coming up to thread through her hair and pin her head to the countertop as tears run down her cheeks. Slobs wreaking through her body.

See what happens when one will try and court you? Try and take you away from me Маленький целитель?(little healer?)

He continues to snarl and growl at his Маленький целитель(little healer) when she try’s to push him off of her. His iron grip never letting her move away from him as he listens to how she cry’s and mewls at him at the same time. Indecisive of she wants to do.

“Svi, p-please!” She begs at him, almost unable to form words to him. Yet he just snaps at her neck in return.

Let him reward you just as you rewarded him, Маленький целитель.(little healer). Let him take care of you and heal you now.

His Маленький целитель(little healer) cry’s out as he burys himself to the hilt. One hand coming up to stop her hand from gripping onto a near by butter knife as he purrs almost darkly in her ear. His other hand keeping her still as she tries to wiggle away from him. His c*ck pumping his seed into her womb as she tenses up beneath him. Her head throwing back as she bites her lip to quiet her moans.

He lowly moans himself as he could feel his seed leak from her hole and around his c*ck, only to puddle down the inside of her thighs and down into her clothing at her ankles. His lips continuing to lap at her sweating neck, tasting her salty sweat on his tongue.

“…Siv.” She heaves breathlessly at him. Her head trying to nuzzle him back as he chirrs lowly, but happily. Then he chuckles as she gasps out again when he snap his hips forward, back into her throbbing core.

Throne, he’s going to have her anywhere he pleased. The kitchen counter top, the wall, the flooring, the dinner table, the top of the couch, the bathroom wall, outside, the nest, in front of the dead man. He was not stopping until he is done. Until his Маленький целитель(little healer) passes out in his arms. He had to reward his Маленький целитель(little healer) after all. For taking such good care of him when he was at his lowest.

Let him take care of you now, Маленький целитель.(little healer).

#space marine husbandry sentience #warhammer 40k #fanfiction #x reader #reader insert #space marine #space marine x reader #adeptus astartes x reader #adeptus astartes #iron hands #oc: sviatoslav #tw: smut #tw: yandere #tw: dubcon #tw: noncon #tw: overstimulation #tw: body horror #tw: death #monogamy #oh…his storyline got dark quick #rut time for the iron hand? #he got a wii bit eager #I miss the wii #puns are not intended

[vineorfun]

Say hi to my babies!!

Leader- Hollystar (tom) Deputy- Otterfoot (she-cat) Medicine cat- Burnstripe (tom)

[RUS]

Предводитель- Острозвёзд (кот) Глашатая - Выдролапая (кошка) Целитель- Всполох (кот)

#clangen #warrior cats #warriors oc #clan generator #clan gen challenge #clan gen oc

[samsonova-multiverse]

[в коридоре Аврората]

Аврор: Эй, вы ведь Драко Малфой, не так ли?

Драко: Чем могу быть полезен?

Аврор: У меня довольно щепетильный вопрос…

Драко: Ну же. Не томите.

Аврор: *крайне смущен*

Драко: Такой молодой, обаятельный парень явно что-то стесняется спрашивать. Будьте смелее, раз вам нужна моя помощь.

Аврор: Вы мне очень п-поможете, если сегодня вечером сможете…

Драко: ?

Аврор: …сходить со мной поужинать.

Драко: Оу…? Ну, ладно…

Аврор: Разве Вас ничего не ограничивает?

Драко: Например?

Аврор: П..п..

Драко: Пожирательская метка?

Аврор: Нет, что вы. Я им-мел ввиду вашего парня…

Драко: Да нет, что вы. Какой там парень? Этот недалёкий только и может, что под обороткой идиотом себя выставлять на весь Аврорат.

Аврор: Простите?

Драко: Поттер, кретин, разве ты думал, что я не узнаю эту твою дергающую губу, когда ты мямлишь предо мной?!

Аврор: Что вы имеете ввиду?!

Драко: Я сейчас волью в тебя антидот, идиота кусок. И если, не дай Мерлин, ты не окажешься этим милашкой-стажером, я тебя отравлю.

Поттер, раздражаясь: Понял я, понял! Прости! Я просто хотел проверить!

Драко: Сгинь с глаз моих. И можешь не ждать меня дома сегодня. Мне нужно запить твой кретинизм виски в компании Забини, иначе мне понадобится целитель разума.

Гарри, краснея, проносясь мимо Драко: Прости!

Вышедший из-за спины Поттера Блейз: Ты действительно узнал его по трясущейся губе?

Драко, самодовольно: Разумеется. Я за ним с 11 лет пристально наблюдаю.

Блейз: Звучит жутко.

Драко: Так и должно быть. Ну, а ещё он не снял значок «главный Аврор» с мантии.

Блейз: Чёрт возьми. Иногда он блистательно туп.

Драко: Зато благодаря его очаровательной тупости мы сегодня идем пить.

#гарри поттер #драко малфой #harry potter #драрри #draco malfoy #samsonova multiverse #drarry #hp incorrect quotes #incorrect drarry quotes

[7soulstars]

Masterlist (of all my fics)

A/N: Hey guys! As requested by many I have finally made a masterlist of all my fics! I hope this makes it easier to navigate!

Avengers

Fics

Little Things Lead to Exchanged Rings - Loki 

Мой целитель - Bucky Barnes

Sweet Night - Bucky Barnes

Euphoria - Avengers

Alate - Avengers

Headcannons

Bucky Barnes with a Smaller and Shorter S/O HC

With an S/O who can Perform Magic - Loki

The Hobbit / The Lord Of The Rings

Fics

On Everlasting Adventures with You - Legolas 

Taur-o Thilivern Lie - Legolas

In Sickness and Health - Haldir

Lóth Rí An I Rís - Aragorn

Erevan Ilesere’s Petal - Thranduil

Vespertine - Thranduil

Nauth- i Aiwenor - Thranduil

Headcannons

With an S/O who can Perform Magic - Thranduil

Sherlock BBC

Headcannons

Sherlock with a Deaf S/O HC

          Part 1 Part 2

Johnny Depp

Fics

Hades and Persephone - Johnny Depp 

Emerging of Kalon - Johnny Depp 

I Wanna Be Yours - Johnny Depp 

A Good Father - Dad!Johnny Depp

Headcannons

Johnny’s S/O with an Eating Disorder HC 

A First Date with Johnny Depp HC 

Johnny’s Younger S/O being Pregnant HC 

I will update the masterlist every time I write a new fic/hc. I hope this makes it easier for you!

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[integrativcenterastana]

"Целителем может стать каждый"

В каждом человеке есть способность к целительству, но, чтобы ее пробудить рядом должен быть наставник - тот, кто расскажет, как это сделать - сместит фокус сознания на определенные ощущения и состояния. Мы пройдем с вами этот чудесный путь к раскрытию ваших внутренних сил и способностей, эмпатии, жизни в согласии с законами космоса, служению. Вместе будем строить здоровую среду и нести это в мир, помогая всему окружающему пространству.

Как будет проходить курс: 🔥Занятия 3 раза в неделю. 🔥После каждого занятия домашнее задание, чтобы полученные знания начали «прорастать в вас» и стали рабочим инструментом. 🔥Каждое занятие будем записывать, чтобы вы могли переслушивать и изучать самостоятельно. 🔥Большое количество дополнительных материалов для изучения. Что мы ждём от вас: ✅Активное участие в занятиях без пропусков. ✅ Применение практик и знаний в жизни. ✅Стремление к росту и развитию. ✅ Вклада в общую среду. Важна коллективная динамика.

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"72 Демона Гоэтии" из "первой книги «Малого ключа Соломона». Губернатор Марбас.  Его демоническая форма выглядит как могучий царь зверей. В некоторых ситуациях, он по приказу колдуна может принять и человеческий облик.  Марбас говорит правду обо всех секретных вещах или скрытых объектах. Он равно как целитель, так и разносчик болезней.  Губернатор может научить разбираться в механике и приобретать любой облик.

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[utatsonjen]

Му Цинфан и демоническая капуста о.О Когда целитель находит странное растение и решает его изучить вместе со своим партнером на тропе самосовершествования может случиться нечто странное, или Цинфан стал немного мамочкой.

А еще у него появилось странное желание получить бамбук в кадке.

Мцф: я хочу бамбук краденный у шисюна Шеня. Лцг: но я могу купить тебе бамбук. Или выкопать любой другой Мцф: НО Я ХОЧУ КРАДЕННЫЙ

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[cheshire-cat-books]

Книги Сары Маас

Цикл «Throne of Glass» / «Стеклянный трон»:

- [x] #1 — Throne of Glass (2012) / Стеклянный трон (2012)

- [x] #2 — Crown of Midnight (2013) / Корона полуночи (2014)

- [x] #3 — Heir of Fire (2014) / Наследница огня (2015)

- [ ] #4 — Queen of Shadows (2015) / Королева теней (2016)

- [ ] #5 — Empire of Storms (2016) / Империя бурь (2017)

- [ ] #6 — The Tower of Dawn (2017) / Башня рассвета (2018)

- [ ] #7 — Kingdom of Ash (2018) / Королевство пепла. Часть 1: Союзники и противники / Королевство пепла. Часть 2: Боги и Врата (2019)

+ The Assassin and the Princess 1.1. (2013)

+ The Assassin and the Captain 1.2. (2013)

+ The Throne of Glass Coloring Book (2016)

+ The World of Throne of Glass (20??)

Цикл «Throne of Glass Novellas» / «Новеллы Стеклянного трона»*:

- [x] #0,1 — The Assassin and the Pirate Lord (2012) / Ассасин и Пиратский Лорд

- [x] #0,2 — The Assassin and the Healer (2012) / Ассасин и Целитель

- [x] #0,3 — The Assassin and the Desert (2012) / Ассасин в пустыне

- [x] #0,4 — The Assassin and the Underworld (2012) / Ассасин в Подземном Царстве

- [x] #0,5 — The Assassin and the Empire (2012) / Ассасин и Империя

*новеллы были изданы единым сборником:

Право на месть (первые четыре)

The Assassin's Blade (все пять) / Клинок убийцы (2018)

Цикл «A Court of Thorns and Roses» / «Королевство шипов и роз»:

- [ ] #1 — A Court of Thorns and Roses (2015) / Двор Шипов и Роз (ЛП) / Королевство шипов и роз (2016)

- [ ] #2 — A Court of Mist and Fury (2016) / Королевство гнева и тумана (2017)

- [ ] #3 — A Court of Wings and Ruin (2017) / Королевство крыльев и руин (2018)

- [ ] #4 — A ​Court of Silver Flames (2021) / Королевство серебряного пламени (2021)

- [ ] #5 — [untitled] (20??)

- [ ] #6 — [untitled] (20??)

Цикл «A Court of Thorns and Roses Novellas» / «Новеллы Королевства шипов и роз»:

- [ ] #3.1 — A Court of Frost and Starlight (2018) / Королевство стужи и звёздного света (2019)

- [ ] #3.2 — [untitled novella] (20??)

+ A Court of Thorns and Roses Coloring Book (2017)

Цикл «Crescent City» / «Город Полумесяца»:

- [ ] #1 — House of Earth and Blood (2020) / Дом Земли и Крови

- [ ] #2 — House of Sky and Breath (2022) / Дом Неба и Дыхания

- [ ] #3 — [untitled] (20??)

Вне циклов:

- [ ] 2018 ‒ Catwoman: Soulstealer (Catwoman (DC Icons, #3)) / Женщина-кошка. Похитительница душ (2018)

#лучшие книги #книгинашевсе #цитата из книги #любимые книги #книги #интересные книги #новые книги #мои книги #читайте книги #обзор книги #книжный пост #книжный обзор #книжныйотзыв #книжныймир

[benirium]

[Наследники II]

[The Heirs II]

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Глава 8: Эрнардская команда

Таян отошёл в сторону и провернул некий ритуал: расстелив на полу платок, он вынул из кармана небольшой мешочек и высыпал содержимое. Извлечённый порошок задымился, и ферре надрезал собственную ладонь — эссенция вспенилась, приняв несуразную форму. Когда Левый Клинок прошептал заклинание, платок полностью почернел. Он поднёс его к ране остававшегося без сознания товарища и извинился перед ним. Роза под стать заправскому врачевателю перебинтовала юношу, и кровотечение на удивление быстро прекратилось — но только до тех пор, пока Джина не попытались перенести в специально подготовленную комнату.

Доктор Темена прибыла в театр уже к ночи. До неё ещё два лекаря успели уйти, не добившись прогресса. Собравшиеся стали рассуждать о возможности переливания крови. Из-за высоких рисков или по религиозным убеждениям многие врачи отказывались от этой процедуры. К счастью, Темена не принадлежала к их числу: достав сумку, она приготовила разнообразные иглы и трубки. Хоть среди ребят и нашёлся подходящий донор — Каяр, — Темена не спешила преждевременно обнадёживать ребят. По её словам, всё возможное уже было сделано, и им оставалось только ждать. «Стоп. Да это же стандартная отмашка сдавшихся врачей!» — возмущение Леданоса заставило остальных окончательно поникнуть.

Кальджит объяснил, что использованные им чары шаманы ферре называют «эльфийским насекомым». Эта тварь приходит, когда ей предлагают маленькую сделку, — но впоследствии может воспротивиться уходить даже в обмен на большую жертву. Впрочем, если избавиться от неё в течение суток, есть шанс, что всё обойдется. Старшая Дейер согласилась с его решением, добавив, что Темена должна посоветовать им ещё одного умелого лекаря — неважно, чего это будет стоить. Женщина улыбнулась, сразу спросив, слышала ли Роза об Эрнарде. Та ответила коротко и прямо, ненадолго озадачив собеседницу. Не меньше её удивил тот факт, что девушка назвала себя чародейкой, не побывав в Эрнарде ни разу, — Кипроза не успела выбрать школу, ведь приехала совсем недавно. Доктор, казалось, задумалась — но поскольку дальнейшая судьба пациента лежала уже не на её плечах, она просто выложила всё, что знала о колдовском городе. Согласно рассказу Темены, в магическом сообществе состояли столь талантливые кудесники, что могли даже воскрешать павших. Если это не пустой вздор, именно великий эскулап Идрафон V поднял из мёртвых короля Перрана.

Наёмники воодушевились, готовые сию же минуту отправиться к волшебникам. В действительности же только наша гостья с Севера имела мало-мальский шанс отыскать пространственные врата в Эрнард. Невзирая на сопряжённую с мифическим краем опасность, суровая Роза не поинтересовалась ни чем, кроме имени нужного им мага. Самыми подходящими кандидатурами Темена сочла Хисиса, Эмилию и Ипполиту. Особым сюрпризом для Люка стала новость, что в том измерении существовало отражение кафе «Синий павлин», завсегдатаем коего и являлась последняя волшебница. Даже все озвученные женщиной страшилки не заставили теневых братьев передумать. Многие вызвались рискнуть жизнью ради спасения главаря, но, в конечном счёте, на задание отправились Кипроза, Таян, Луций и Ханбон.

*** В первую очередь северная колдунья провела напарников по верхним ярусам «Аркинума», внимательно рассматривая дверные проёмы и сцену. Не обнаружив искомого, она вывела спутников из театра, и стражники плотно закрыли за ними тяжёлые створки. Вместо похода по Кристальному тракту команда свернула за девушкой в прилегающий переулок. Недавно отстроенные кирпичные домики соседствовали тут с полуразрушенными бараками, пивнушками и складами. Кипроза вдруг остановилась возле одной из совершенно неприметных дверей. Как оказалось, это был чёрный ход в часовню, где поклонялись богу сновидений. Однако их ходячий путеводитель по Дельфинаду — Таян — поспешил объяснить, что проход давно заложили изнутри. Не проронив ни слова, Роза пристально вгляделась в искусственное препятствие, после чего уверенно потянула за дверную ручку... Путь открылся! Люк не поверил собственным глазам: вместо глухой стены или сводов часовни в арке показалась незнакомая улочка под ночным небом. «Пресвятая Анир! Надеюсь, маги любят стихи...» — прошептал драматург и вслед за остальными переступил порог.

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Палач и целитель 😪

[samsonova-multiverse]

[в больнице Святого Мунго]

Драко: Не нравится? Выходы есть на всех этажах

Гарри: Я просто спросил зачем тебе эта штука…

Драко, задумчиво: Мантия медицинского работника? Хм… Действительно…

Драко: МОЖЕТ ПОТОМУ ЧТО Я ТВОЙ ЦЕЛИТЕЛЬ?!

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