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[dreadgrace]

DIVINE SOUL SORCERER 15

sources: xanathar's guide to everything; divine power (4e); bg3

notes: Lark does not require an amulet or holy symbol to cast. She is an extension of Bhaal; she is the focus.

arcane origin.

you were formed by your god's hands in advance of his foreseen death.

supernatural marks.

your eyes are an unusual shade of red.

signs of sorcery.

your aura of death and malice is particularly potent to other divine beings and spellcasters.

features.

bane

otherworldly wings; bat likeness

empowered healing -> replaced with life transference

favored by the gods **

channel divinity.

Touch of Death

metamagic.

Starting at 2nd level, you can use Channel Divinity to destroy another creature's life force by touch. When you hit a creature with a melee attack, you can use Channel Divinity to deal extra necrotic damage to the target. The damage equals 5 + twice your sorcerer level.

careful, heightened, subtle

cantrips.

bhaal's lash (reflavored thorn whip), chill touch, mage hand, true strike

spells by level.

visions of blood *

cloud of daggers, crown of madness

hold person, knives of the soul *

sickening radiance

dethrone, danse macabre

circle of death, cause fear

finger of death

disintegrate

baleful admonishment *

banishment, power word: pain

alter self

enervation

eyebite

blink, temple of the gods (chosen enemy: celestials) **

deific imprecation * **

* 4e invoker adaptation. as part of a sorcerer build, any Wisdom checks become Charisma-based. most of these spells also cause (minor) harm to Lark as the caster and/or leave her temporarily dazed.

** ability to cast/use this spell/feature is lost entirely after rejecting Bhaal.

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[ahsterism]

@velvrose asked: “why do you have that look on your face?” also for tj and michael heyyyy // more random dialogue prompts

"LOOK? WHAT LOOK?" The way Michael abruptly snaps into reality upon T.J.'s question is difficult to miss, already doing him NO favors in the 'pretending absolutely nothing is wrong' department. As if he was doing well there at all— his arms have stayed crossed over his chest too long for someone who SHOULD be the most loud and brash of them all, and it would only take one glance downward for T.J. to notice the incessant tapping of his foot. Fuck, Michael, get a god damn grip already— he has been here for days, at least, he thinks... he has been BACK long enough to see his siblings again, to see T.J. again. Michael Afton has seen the preservation of souls, vengeful possessions, every way in which withering bodies can defy death... and yet he is here, witnessing the world go against every notion about each passing event he's ever had.

Michael Afton is back in 1983.

He checked the date once, twice, TWENTY times over, met with the same answer each time— the indescribable shock had gripped him for the first couple days in ways he can hardly describe. Rushing to the mirror brought skin and bone and heart and lungs catch every quick breath the longer Michael stared back at his unharmed, teenage body. He doesn't... feel very different, he doesn't think. Maybe he is fifteen, just with years worth of memories... ones of the future shoved into his head. But fuck, he remembers it well. Michael has been frozen in time for years now, his life cut short only in young adulthood yet still trudging onwards. Still, his chest constricts with panic atop years-long guilt as he scrambles to figure out what the hell to do.

Awkward clear of his throat, and Michael glances at T.J., though he lets his gaze linger to the side instead of looking his friend directly in the eyes ( even just the thought brings that overwhelming ache of when Michael first saw him again rushing back ). "I was just— distracted, thinkin' about something, I dunno... whatever-" Dismissive wave of his hand, and he shakes his head, leaning back on his heels. "Let's just go back to... what- uh, what are we doing again?"

#fuck it! *makes time travel au real* #I KNOW IT WAS JSUT AN OFFHAND CONVO BUT ... THIS PROMPT WORKED TOO WELL ALRIGHT #puts him through it puts him through it puts h #✧ michael afton. ic / and through it all the rise and fall the bodies in the streets #velvrose #✧ answered #✧ queue

[planetary]

#updated this for 2024 queueing it now happy new year everyone #chatter🦋

[spockvarietyhour]

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine "Past Tense, Pt. 1"

#Star Trek Deep Space Nine #DS9 #Star Trek #Past Tense #Past Tense Pt 1 #Benjamin Sisko #Bernardo Calvera #2024 #startrekedit #ds9edit #2024edit #GIF #my gifs #scifiedit #tvedit #1990sedit #Hide and Queue

[elwenyere]

— Ursula K. Le Guin, from “A Rant About ‘Technology’”

#quotes #ursula k. le guin #baby you got a queue going

[defilerwyrm]

Growth capitalism is a deranged fantasy for lunatics.

Year 1, your business makes a million dollars in profit. Great start!

Year 2, you make another million. Oh no! Your business is failing because you didn't make more than last year!

Okay, say year 2 you make $2 mil. Now you're profitable!

Then year 3 you make $3 mil. Oh no! Your business is failing! But wait, you made more money than last year right? Sure, but you didn't make ENOUGH more than last year so actually your business is actively tanking! Time to sell off shares and dismantle it for parts! You should have made $4 mil in profit to be profitable, you fool!

If you're not making more money every year by an ever-increasing exponent, the business is failing!

Absolute degenerate LUNACY

#eat the rich #fuck capitalism #capitalists make great mulch #they're a sustainable and eco-friendly source of pig feed and fertilizer #blog together queue alone

[unavernales]

uh so i never do this but maui is quite literally on fire and there isn't nearly enough care or consideration for. you know. Native Hawaiians who live here being displaced and the land (and cultural relevance) that's being eaten up by the fire. so if ya'll wanna help, here's some links:

maui food bank: https://mauifoodbank.org/

maui humane society: https://www.mauihumanesociety.org/

center for native hawaiian advancement: https://www.memberplanet.com/campaign/cnhamembers/kakoomaui

hawai'i red cross: https://www.redcross.org/local/hawaii/ways-to-donate.html

please reblog and spread the word if you can't donate.

#maui fires #uhhhhh sorry this is uncharacteristic but this'll be on a queue til idk

[nonebinary-leftbeef]

DEVASTATING the lyric you've been mishearing is better than the real one

#i've been listening to icarus by bastille #and for some reason my brain fills in 'this is how it feels to take a fall' as 'this is how it feels to take off all your skin' #and like fuck man #and I KNOW that’s technically not a misheard lyric but my post my rules cope #anyway my line now #also probably phrased this poorly but its ok #im allowed to be incomprehensible #as a treat #and then fuckin #from we sink by of monsters and men #the original line was 'please look away dont look at me' #and i kept hearing it as 'please learn a way to look at me' #anyway #shoving this post in the queue but please be aware that i am writing it very late at night #q

[myjetpack]

My first Guardian Books cartoon for 2024

#books #bookshops #queue #cartoon #tom gauld

[dreadgrace]

formal ritual and prayer (Day's Farewell, Feast of the Moon, a priest's ascension) were required attendance for all present, whether clergy or lay worshippers. Unless actively taking part in sacrifice, all assume seiza in deference to Bhaal. To facilitate this, main worship spaces utilize tatami flooring (woven rushes over a fabric backing). The use of zaizu are also allowed should one be Bhaalspawn or a high-ranking priest, especially for the Feast of the Moon.

#✧ worldbuilding #✧ queue

[ahsterism]

@velvrose asked: ❝ i’m not gonna let anything happen to you. ❞ (tj for michael hiiiii) // hurt/comfort starters

MICHAEL BARELY MADE IT THROUGH THE WINDOWSILL, sat crouched on the ground just underneath where he had come in the room, face pale and eye wide with shock and adrenaline. He hadn't even realized where he was going— felt so entirely SEPARATE from the version of him that took off through his own window, down the sidewalk, towards a familiar house where he knows he'll find something safe not in its entirety but in the face he finds also trapped in a room he can't escape.

He couldn't even explain it to T.J. if he tried. Michael hadn't even SPOKEN with William this time, barely even saw his father's face after he entered the front door much later than he should arrive— that was never anything odd, even BEFORE everything fell apart... before it was just the two of them, Michael remembers the long nights he would stay handling business matters or out drinking when the wounds of their losses were still fresh and bleeding. But the CHILL that his father's arrival sent down his spine this time pushed EVERY one of his instincts to the forefront of his mind.

Last time, he didn't leave, his father caught him on the couch at three in the morning filling the room with a sickly mixed scent of rust and alcohol and potent intimidation that made him feel sick. He beckoned Michael to the basement, to where had been declared off limits since they were KIDS, shuffling through blueprints and scribbled writing that looked almost like chemical solutions and mumbling about how he had finally FIGURED IT OUT... never telling him exactly what 'it' was. 'I could kill you, Michael,' He had whispered. 'You could die over...and over... and you would still be here— how WONDERFUL is that... that there would never be an end? Tomorrow is another day.'

T.J.'s voice pulls him from the memory, and Michael gasps for air again, FINALLY processing the fact that— yes, he did run all the way here, he's in T.J.'s room, he ISN'T there. "It's— fine, I'm fine, it's not— nothin' happened, just-" He pushes the hair from his face— the words feel trapped in his throat. What a selfish asshole he is, to barge in here begging for sympathy but never truly admit to any of it, to drag T.J. into his fire just because he's afraid to burn alone.

"M'serious, my father just got home and... fuck, he prob'ly wouldn't have even come to my room, but I didn't want to talk to him, so...I left." Fuck, it felt so much more terrifying than it sounds. "Thanks— thank you, that— uh... I don't know how t-... it helps. You... you feel safe."

#... so i might have gotten a little bit out of hand JHGDJD #it's soft at the end i swwear its a soft crime theyre fine everythings fin e #✧ michael afton. ic / and through it all the rise and fall the bodies in the streets #velvrose #✧ answered #✧ queue

[calvinandhobbescomic]

#calvin and hobbes #calvin & hobbes #comics #comic #reblog #queue me up scotty

[mwagneto]

i forgot to post this last year so im scheduling it to post march 15th 2024 (it's march 17th 2023 rn)

#please work please #ceasar #julius caesar #march 15 #ides of march #oh my god i forgot. this has been in my queue for a year

[rainbowpopeworld]

This is a big thing that I continue to work on unlearning/relearning

#care tasks #self care #cleaning is a process #a never ending cycle #judgement makes it harder #morally neutral #spoons #spoonie #disabled #nd things #neurodivergent #cleaning #oh no it's queue

[defilerwyrm]

There’s this guy in town who owns this little house, and a while back he rescued a street dog that was going to get put down. Turned out she was pregnant.

Problem is, he has mental health & drug issues and couldn’t afford to get them all spayed & neutered, so now there are 6 grown bitches with 15 puppies total, and they’ve dug under his fence in multiple places but he can’t afford to fix it so they go roaming all around town. (When I say can’t afford it, I mean his house is currently running on a generator because he can’t afford his electric bill.) He’s also a day laborer so he cannot take multiple full days off work to take them to the vet an hour away. He’s in a really rough spot.

He’s not a bad person. He’s just overwhelmed.

And this little conservative town with 6 churches for 300 people, have they tried to help their neighbor? Have they adopted the puppies he’s been trying to give away? Have they offered resources?

NOPE! All they wanna do is talk shit about him and complain about the dogs but never lift a finger of their own. And they come to his house to yell at him and cuss him out about the dogs, which does not exactly engender in him a cooperative attitude, as you might imagine.

So after a while of this going on, my mom gets fed up with all the NIMBY bullshit and starts talking to the guy, because she’s done animal rescue for 20-odd years and has Connections. He’s resistant at first, but when he realizes she’s not being an asshole to him on account of his addiction or the dogs, he decides to let her help.

She gets to work organizing and networking. Finds a non-profit that will cover vaccinations, spay/neuter, and flea treatments for all the dogs. Talks the next-door neighbor into paying for materials to fix the fence, since this guy can do the work of it himself. Gets him in touch with another non-profit that will adopt out the adult dogs.

Less than 2 weeks after she decided to do something, all puppies have been to the vet, 10 puppies and 4 adult dogs have been adopted out, and the second non-profit is coming by next week to pick up the remaining 7 dogs to ship them out for adoption.

I’ve learned a lot of things from my mom—some good, some bad—but I think the most important positive message she lives as an example of is this: sometimes, when something needs done and no one else is willing, you gotta stand up and say “I’ll do it.”

#dogs #animal rescue #liveblogging the texas hill country #pets #d’ye like dagss #true story #blog together queue alone

[vavandeveresfan]

#writblr #writers on tumblr #writing community #writers of tumblr #writers on ao3 #writerscommunity #writing #procrastination #writer #writers #writing stuff #writers problems #writing problems #writing meme #writing memes #queue