Josef Václav Vranický⁽ᴿᴾ⁾
@cestovanimedic.bsky.social
Roleplay▪️Parody▪️English▪️Selective▪️History▪️17th & 18th Century or Medieval▪️Era & Verse Flexible▪️Medic▪️Not affiliated with Daniel Sharman▪️CW: pre-modern medicine▪️#Carpathian
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𝕬𝖓 𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞 𝖔𝖋...
Josef Václav Vranický
▪️17th Century Traveling Medic
▪️Era & Verse Flexible
▪️Studied Medicine in Prague
▪️Dark & Mature Themes
▪️Selective Writer
▪️Always up for bloodletting...
Josef Václav Vranický
▪️17th Century Traveling Medic
▪️Era & Verse Flexible
▪️Studied Medicine in Prague
▪️Dark & Mature Themes
▪️Selective Writer
▪️Always up for bloodletting...
Soon the bakers at the market will start selling wintery sweets. We should go there, you'll like it.
Smells lovely!
The usual, at the moment I'm preparing scented creams for the winter season, with cinnamon, cloves, and vanilla. The ladies will love it.
October 11, 2025 at 11:22 AM
Soon the bakers at the market will start selling wintery sweets. We should go there, you'll like it.
The usual, at the moment I'm preparing scented creams for the winter season, with cinnamon, cloves, and vanilla. The ladies will love it.
October 11, 2025 at 11:17 AM
The usual, at the moment I'm preparing scented creams for the winter season, with cinnamon, cloves, and vanilla. The ladies will love it.
Have you never drawn giant snails?
July 21, 2025 at 4:11 PM
Have you never drawn giant snails?
Fossils from the time when @gentlebenedict.bsky.social was first alive.
July 12, 2025 at 7:16 AM
Fossils from the time when @gentlebenedict.bsky.social was first alive.
He could make him an oil or ointment he can wear on his skin with that scent! Since he doesn't drink tea, maybe he can enjoy it in other ways...
He loves it! Flowers are sweet, but herbs are exciting to his senses!
Some of Josef's favorite herbs - sage, lavender, chamomile - were accompanied by classic flowers like roses.
Hopefully Benedict wound enjoy the scent, too.
Hopefully Benedict wound enjoy the scent, too.
May 30, 2025 at 7:34 PM
He could make him an oil or ointment he can wear on his skin with that scent! Since he doesn't drink tea, maybe he can enjoy it in other ways...
Some of Josef's favorite herbs - sage, lavender, chamomile - were accompanied by classic flowers like roses.
Hopefully Benedict wound enjoy the scent, too.
Hopefully Benedict wound enjoy the scent, too.
He awoke first to the smell of blossoms and greenery before seeing the source. With a pleasant gasp, he moved to the flowers for a closer look.
He has not given @gentlebenedict.bsky.social enough flowers lately. And when he thought he looked sad in his sleep in the candlelit basement, Josef went out to get him a bouquet for when he wakes up.
May 30, 2025 at 6:07 PM
Some of Josef's favorite herbs - sage, lavender, chamomile - were accompanied by classic flowers like roses.
Hopefully Benedict wound enjoy the scent, too.
Hopefully Benedict wound enjoy the scent, too.
He has not given @gentlebenedict.bsky.social enough flowers lately. And when he thought he looked sad in his sleep in the candlelit basement, Josef went out to get him a bouquet for when he wakes up.
May 29, 2025 at 12:19 PM
He has not given @gentlebenedict.bsky.social enough flowers lately. And when he thought he looked sad in his sleep in the candlelit basement, Josef went out to get him a bouquet for when he wakes up.
Josef's heart beat harder against his chest as Benedict got closer. He was no vampire, but the young doctor thought he could hear his blood run through his veins, crossing through his neck and pulsating in his ears.
For a second he expected to feel Benedict's lips on his neck, and the soft >
For a second he expected to feel Benedict's lips on his neck, and the soft >
“Thank you.”
Benedict studied Josef for a moment, his own delicate brows furrowed before he closed his eyes and leaned just enough to barely brush his nose against the other’s cheek. Not daring for more.
Benedict studied Josef for a moment, his own delicate brows furrowed before he closed his eyes and leaned just enough to barely brush his nose against the other’s cheek. Not daring for more.
"I would scatter your ashes over a meadow with the best wildflowers."
He looked into Benedict's eyes, his eyebrows furrowed in a serious expression.
"It's not time yet. Don't leave."
He looked into Benedict's eyes, his eyebrows furrowed in a serious expression.
"It's not time yet. Don't leave."
May 13, 2025 at 3:30 PM
Josef's heart beat harder against his chest as Benedict got closer. He was no vampire, but the young doctor thought he could hear his blood run through his veins, crossing through his neck and pulsating in his ears.
For a second he expected to feel Benedict's lips on his neck, and the soft >
For a second he expected to feel Benedict's lips on his neck, and the soft >
"I would scatter your ashes over a meadow with the best wildflowers."
He looked into Benedict's eyes, his eyebrows furrowed in a serious expression.
"It's not time yet. Don't leave."
He looked into Benedict's eyes, his eyebrows furrowed in a serious expression.
"It's not time yet. Don't leave."
He nodded, taking note of the request before he continued.
“And if I were to leave within your lifetime?” As if he were going on a trip.
“And if I were to leave within your lifetime?” As if he were going on a trip.
For a moment, the question made Josef think. But then the answer was simple.
"I don't think I will. As things are... I will die centuries before you."
He quickly added: "And I would rather not be burned, but placed in a crypt, or... given to students."
"I don't think I will. As things are... I will die centuries before you."
He quickly added: "And I would rather not be burned, but placed in a crypt, or... given to students."
May 13, 2025 at 3:08 PM
"I would scatter your ashes over a meadow with the best wildflowers."
He looked into Benedict's eyes, his eyebrows furrowed in a serious expression.
"It's not time yet. Don't leave."
He looked into Benedict's eyes, his eyebrows furrowed in a serious expression.
"It's not time yet. Don't leave."
For a moment, the question made Josef think. But then the answer was simple.
"I don't think I will. As things are... I will die centuries before you."
He quickly added: "And I would rather not be burned, but placed in a crypt, or... given to students."
"I don't think I will. As things are... I will die centuries before you."
He quickly added: "And I would rather not be burned, but placed in a crypt, or... given to students."
“I-I don’t know.” He whispered and inhaled through his nose at the touch against the blistered skin. It hurt, even as it healed.
“When my time comes, will you scatter my ashes?”
He is not sure where the question came from.
“When my time comes, will you scatter my ashes?”
He is not sure where the question came from.
"Does this help make it better?"
Josef pointed at the honey tincture he spread on the burn wounds. "Or has medicine no effect on you, as you heal all by yourself?"
"Burns are nasty," he added quietly.
Josef pointed at the honey tincture he spread on the burn wounds. "Or has medicine no effect on you, as you heal all by yourself?"
"Burns are nasty," he added quietly.
May 13, 2025 at 2:30 PM
For a moment, the question made Josef think. But then the answer was simple.
"I don't think I will. As things are... I will die centuries before you."
He quickly added: "And I would rather not be burned, but placed in a crypt, or... given to students."
"I don't think I will. As things are... I will die centuries before you."
He quickly added: "And I would rather not be burned, but placed in a crypt, or... given to students."
"Does this help make it better?"
Josef pointed at the honey tincture he spread on the burn wounds. "Or has medicine no effect on you, as you heal all by yourself?"
"Burns are nasty," he added quietly.
Josef pointed at the honey tincture he spread on the burn wounds. "Or has medicine no effect on you, as you heal all by yourself?"
"Burns are nasty," he added quietly.
He wanted to hide this from Josef, knowing it would frighten him.
With a strained smile, he waited for his arm to heal.
With a strained smile, he waited for his arm to heal.
He... won't even say anything.
He will prepare a tincture of honey and lavender, just in case.
Do soothing tinctures even help vampires?
He will prepare a tincture of honey and lavender, just in case.
Do soothing tinctures even help vampires?
May 13, 2025 at 1:31 PM
"Does this help make it better?"
Josef pointed at the honey tincture he spread on the burn wounds. "Or has medicine no effect on you, as you heal all by yourself?"
"Burns are nasty," he added quietly.
Josef pointed at the honey tincture he spread on the burn wounds. "Or has medicine no effect on you, as you heal all by yourself?"
"Burns are nasty," he added quietly.
Here's a song for @gentlebenedict.bsky.social, about the sorrows of long winter nights compared to the spring flowers (original 12th century lyrics)
youtu.be/RaJEuXrnVDM?...
youtu.be/RaJEuXrnVDM?...
Des Winters langiu Nâht
YouTube video by Saeldes Sanc - Topic
youtu.be
May 13, 2025 at 1:28 PM
Here's a song for @gentlebenedict.bsky.social, about the sorrows of long winter nights compared to the spring flowers (original 12th century lyrics)
youtu.be/RaJEuXrnVDM?...
youtu.be/RaJEuXrnVDM?...
He... won't even say anything.
He will prepare a tincture of honey and lavender, just in case.
Do soothing tinctures even help vampires?
He will prepare a tincture of honey and lavender, just in case.
Do soothing tinctures even help vampires?
Playing with fire again.
If he could just endure the flames.
If he could just endure the flames.
May 13, 2025 at 1:15 PM
He... won't even say anything.
He will prepare a tincture of honey and lavender, just in case.
Do soothing tinctures even help vampires?
He will prepare a tincture of honey and lavender, just in case.
Do soothing tinctures even help vampires?
Someone needs to get @splend1dlyselfish.bsky.social a lyncornis macrotis.
March 26, 2025 at 9:44 PM
Someone needs to get @splend1dlyselfish.bsky.social a lyncornis macrotis.
"I'm curious by nature."
Mixed reasons came to his mind. His morbid fascination with death... and with defeating it. The dark storm that called for horror stories. And...
"There is a lot I wonder about since I met you. A whole new world, that was unknown to me."
Mixed reasons came to his mind. His morbid fascination with death... and with defeating it. The dark storm that called for horror stories. And...
"There is a lot I wonder about since I met you. A whole new world, that was unknown to me."
The smile quickly returned. “I don’t know what that says about you or I! I am neither ghost nor angel, and have been taught to blend in with mortals.
After a pause, Benedict leaned in slightly toward the man, curious. “Why do you ask these questions?”
After a pause, Benedict leaned in slightly toward the man, curious. “Why do you ask these questions?”
A year ago Josef had not even believed in angels, but with all that he was learning about Benedict, he was opening his mind to learn about the unbelievable.
"If I noticed a presence in the shadows, I'd first think it's you."
"If I noticed a presence in the shadows, I'd first think it's you."
March 2, 2025 at 5:46 PM
"I'm curious by nature."
Mixed reasons came to his mind. His morbid fascination with death... and with defeating it. The dark storm that called for horror stories. And...
"There is a lot I wonder about since I met you. A whole new world, that was unknown to me."
Mixed reasons came to his mind. His morbid fascination with death... and with defeating it. The dark storm that called for horror stories. And...
"There is a lot I wonder about since I met you. A whole new world, that was unknown to me."
A year ago Josef had not even believed in angels, but with all that he was learning about Benedict, he was opening his mind to learn about the unbelievable.
"If I noticed a presence in the shadows, I'd first think it's you."
"If I noticed a presence in the shadows, I'd first think it's you."
The smile faded pensively. Benedict did not expect this line of questioning from him.
“Angels appear to us however they want, but they are not ghosts. They do not have the heaviness of soul nor are they unaware of themselves the way ghosts are.”
“Angels appear to us however they want, but they are not ghosts. They do not have the heaviness of soul nor are they unaware of themselves the way ghosts are.”
"What would be the difference between seeing a ghost and seeing your guardian angel?"
Josef went to the window to let a breeze of cool night air in after the storm had calmed down a little.
Josef went to the window to let a breeze of cool night air in after the storm had calmed down a little.
February 28, 2025 at 8:49 PM
A year ago Josef had not even believed in angels, but with all that he was learning about Benedict, he was opening his mind to learn about the unbelievable.
"If I noticed a presence in the shadows, I'd first think it's you."
"If I noticed a presence in the shadows, I'd first think it's you."
"What would be the difference between seeing a ghost and seeing your guardian angel?"
Josef went to the window to let a breeze of cool night air in after the storm had calmed down a little.
Josef went to the window to let a breeze of cool night air in after the storm had calmed down a little.
Benedict laughed softly, but not unkindly.
“No, at least I don’t think so! It isn’t a preternatural skill by any means.
But sometimes.. walking through the streets, or in old houses, I will catch a glimpse of.. something. It looks human but I cannot sense it as such. It never remains long.”
“No, at least I don’t think so! It isn’t a preternatural skill by any means.
But sometimes.. walking through the streets, or in old houses, I will catch a glimpse of.. something. It looks human but I cannot sense it as such. It never remains long.”
He shuddered at the thought of feral blood drinkers. And he wasn't yet sure what to make of the ghosts.
"No... should I? Are they... here?"
"No... should I? Are they... here?"
February 28, 2025 at 8:36 PM
"What would be the difference between seeing a ghost and seeing your guardian angel?"
Josef went to the window to let a breeze of cool night air in after the storm had calmed down a little.
Josef went to the window to let a breeze of cool night air in after the storm had calmed down a little.
He shuddered at the thought of feral blood drinkers. And he wasn't yet sure what to make of the ghosts.
"No... should I? Are they... here?"
"No... should I? Are they... here?"
He shrugged dismissively at the first question. “The only ghouls I have seen have been cruel mortals or feral, ancient blood drinkers.”
The talk of ghosts was far more pleasant. “Oh, yes! Haven’t you?”
The talk of ghosts was far more pleasant. “Oh, yes! Haven’t you?”
"But how much have you seen?"
He raises his head at the mention of ghosts.
"Have you seen ghosts?"
He raises his head at the mention of ghosts.
"Have you seen ghosts?"
February 28, 2025 at 8:09 PM
He shuddered at the thought of feral blood drinkers. And he wasn't yet sure what to make of the ghosts.
"No... should I? Are they... here?"
"No... should I? Are they... here?"
"But how much have you seen?"
He raises his head at the mention of ghosts.
"Have you seen ghosts?"
He raises his head at the mention of ghosts.
"Have you seen ghosts?"
He sat up at the question. “Ghouls! Absolutely not! At least, not that I have seen.”
He then paused to consider the question, glancing down at his outstretched feet briefly. “But ghosts, yes. People who are trapped on earth for some reason or another.”
He then paused to consider the question, glancing down at his outstretched feet briefly. “But ghosts, yes. People who are trapped on earth for some reason or another.”
"Do you think there are others?"
He quickly sorted his thoughts to explain what he meant. "Other forms of... existence beyond death. Ghouls, maybe?"
He quickly sorted his thoughts to explain what he meant. "Other forms of... existence beyond death. Ghouls, maybe?"
February 28, 2025 at 7:40 PM
"But how much have you seen?"
He raises his head at the mention of ghosts.
"Have you seen ghosts?"
He raises his head at the mention of ghosts.
"Have you seen ghosts?"
"Do you think there are others?"
He quickly sorted his thoughts to explain what he meant. "Other forms of... existence beyond death. Ghouls, maybe?"
He quickly sorted his thoughts to explain what he meant. "Other forms of... existence beyond death. Ghouls, maybe?"
“Oh, you needn’t worry about that! I would tell you if that happened. And I’d be just as surprised!” He gave a little chuckle.
"Sometimes I wonder if any other bodies will wake up again in this house. Since I have known you... I make sure to sew them back up after I got what I wanted."
He said it in a lighthearted way, but it was true. Sometimes he saw a sleeping vampire in the bodies.
He said it in a lighthearted way, but it was true. Sometimes he saw a sleeping vampire in the bodies.
February 28, 2025 at 7:31 PM
"Do you think there are others?"
He quickly sorted his thoughts to explain what he meant. "Other forms of... existence beyond death. Ghouls, maybe?"
He quickly sorted his thoughts to explain what he meant. "Other forms of... existence beyond death. Ghouls, maybe?"
"Sometimes I wonder if any other bodies will wake up again in this house. Since I have known you... I make sure to sew them back up after I got what I wanted."
He said it in a lighthearted way, but it was true. Sometimes he saw a sleeping vampire in the bodies.
He said it in a lighthearted way, but it was true. Sometimes he saw a sleeping vampire in the bodies.
Benedict smiled at the idea as his gaze followed the gesture toward the bed before he moved to sit down upon it.
His smile widened a little as he spoke, “of course you do! People don’t know how to be anything other than what they are. It is only that state of being that changes with death.”
His smile widened a little as he spoke, “of course you do! People don’t know how to be anything other than what they are. It is only that state of being that changes with death.”
"You have a few of those."
Josef smiled. "And that's comforting. Apparently, we retain our humanity even in death. And it's just that... most dead cannot talk about it."
He nodded to his bed. "You can stay, and if the lightning hits, we will be in it together."
Josef smiled. "And that's comforting. Apparently, we retain our humanity even in death. And it's just that... most dead cannot talk about it."
He nodded to his bed. "You can stay, and if the lightning hits, we will be in it together."
February 28, 2025 at 6:51 PM
"Sometimes I wonder if any other bodies will wake up again in this house. Since I have known you... I make sure to sew them back up after I got what I wanted."
He said it in a lighthearted way, but it was true. Sometimes he saw a sleeping vampire in the bodies.
He said it in a lighthearted way, but it was true. Sometimes he saw a sleeping vampire in the bodies.
"You have a few of those."
Josef smiled. "And that's comforting. Apparently, we retain our humanity even in death. And it's just that... most dead cannot talk about it."
He nodded to his bed. "You can stay, and if the lightning hits, we will be in it together."
Josef smiled. "And that's comforting. Apparently, we retain our humanity even in death. And it's just that... most dead cannot talk about it."
He nodded to his bed. "You can stay, and if the lightning hits, we will be in it together."
He stepped in, closing the door behind him as he spoke.
“No, for the same reasons you mentioned. …. And yet, there always seems to be this little part of me that feels unsettled.”
He smiled and shrugged dismissively. “It’s silly. A vestige of mortality that won’t die.”
“No, for the same reasons you mentioned. …. And yet, there always seems to be this little part of me that feels unsettled.”
He smiled and shrugged dismissively. “It’s silly. A vestige of mortality that won’t die.”
"I'm not."
Afterall, he was inside, where it was warm and dry and chances were slim to be hit by lightning.
"Are you?"
He smiled slightly, wondering if bad weather could possibly scare his supernatural partner.
"Do you want to come in?"
Afterall, he was inside, where it was warm and dry and chances were slim to be hit by lightning.
"Are you?"
He smiled slightly, wondering if bad weather could possibly scare his supernatural partner.
"Do you want to come in?"
February 28, 2025 at 1:30 PM
"You have a few of those."
Josef smiled. "And that's comforting. Apparently, we retain our humanity even in death. And it's just that... most dead cannot talk about it."
He nodded to his bed. "You can stay, and if the lightning hits, we will be in it together."
Josef smiled. "And that's comforting. Apparently, we retain our humanity even in death. And it's just that... most dead cannot talk about it."
He nodded to his bed. "You can stay, and if the lightning hits, we will be in it together."
He's looking handsome today. Did he have a drink already?
February 28, 2025 at 1:26 PM
He's looking handsome today. Did he have a drink already?
// Baby 🥺
February 28, 2025 at 1:26 PM
// Baby 🥺
"I'm not."
Afterall, he was inside, where it was warm and dry and chances were slim to be hit by lightning.
"Are you?"
He smiled slightly, wondering if bad weather could possibly scare his supernatural partner.
"Do you want to come in?"
Afterall, he was inside, where it was warm and dry and chances were slim to be hit by lightning.
"Are you?"
He smiled slightly, wondering if bad weather could possibly scare his supernatural partner.
"Do you want to come in?"
He gave a little smile. “The storm sounds bad. I… you’re not worried, are you?” There was a flash of lightening as a rain fell in gusts carried by the wind.
Turns to the door that he could sense is now slightly more ajar than before...
February 18, 2025 at 1:13 PM
"I'm not."
Afterall, he was inside, where it was warm and dry and chances were slim to be hit by lightning.
"Are you?"
He smiled slightly, wondering if bad weather could possibly scare his supernatural partner.
"Do you want to come in?"
Afterall, he was inside, where it was warm and dry and chances were slim to be hit by lightning.
"Are you?"
He smiled slightly, wondering if bad weather could possibly scare his supernatural partner.
"Do you want to come in?"