#spelling disasters

[lunarrolls]

37. feeblemind with ashton and orym?

this prompt then proceeded to haunt me for an entire twenty four hours. i wanted to write some good ol’ mindfuckery, but my instinctual need to make the scenarios of these prompts make sense simply could not fucking justify a feeblemind being thrown at either of these guys. if you REEEALLY want that mindfuckery, masterqwertster wrote an ashton feeblemind/greater restoration ficlet on this same prompt list! HOWEVER. i did write something. i’m stretching the list a bit here, but i had the idea after hours of puzzling and i HAD to get it down. SO. hopefully this is a suitable replacement!

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Feeblemind is an eighth-level enchantment spell on the bard, druid, warlock, and wizard spell lists.

You blast the mind of a creature that you can see within range, attempting to shatter its intellect and personality. The target takes 4d6 psychic damage and must make an Intelligence saving throw.

On a failed save, the creature’s Intelligence and Charisma scores become 1. The creature can’t cast spells, activate magic items, understand language, or communicate in any intelligible way. The creature can, however, identify its friends, follow them, and even protect them.

At the end of every 30 days, the creature can repeat its saving throw against this spell. If it succeeds on its saving throw, the spell ends. The spell can also be ended by Greater Restoration, Heal, or Wish.

•

“Do you ever think about that professor?”

Orym starts a little at the question. It’s been a quiet watch, nothing much going on tonight, and for the most part him and Ashton have been content to simply sit in comfortable silence while the rest of their friends sleep. The sudden inquiry comes out of nowhere, and Orym has to think for a second to answer it.

“Yeah, I do,” Orym says. “The lady in Yios?”

Ashton nods. Orym notices that they won’t meet his eyes—their gemstone gaze stares off intently into the distance. “Kadija. Kadija Sumal, that was her name.”

He trails off into silence, obviously working at whatever he really wants to say. Ashton’s jaw always tightens when he’s got something to say but isn’t sure whether to say it. Orym’s noticed that he usually errs on the side of silence if interrupted, deeming the sentiment pointless after a moment, so he waits quietly for his friend to chase the threads that tangle behind the glass encasing his opalescent mind.

“She—she was ruined, Orym,” Ashton says.

Orym is caught slightly off-guard by the tightness of their words, mirroring their jaw—it’s uncharacteristic of them to be openly bothered by someone they’d only met once.

“Ludinus just—“

They make a grandiose hand gesture.

“I dunno. He just—he just waltzed in there and—and broke her like it was fucking nothing, Orym. She didn’t do anything.” They blow out a breath and roll their shoulders, staring down at the ground with a familiar angry expression. “I’m not making any goddamn sense. Whatever. She just—she’s just on my mind, is all. Random thought.”

Orym sits for a moment, tilting his head and trying to recall exactly what had happened at the Seminary. Ashton had vanished for a while, off on some random mission with an acquaintance from a million years ago (which, honestly, Orym was surprised that hadn’t happened more often given the sheer amount of random and strange people Ashton seemed to know all across Exandria), and then reappeared on the steps. Together with Chetney, they’d blackmailed the lady at the front desk and threatened her with a ladle (which was very funny, honestly, Orym had been a little sad that the Crown Keepers hadn’t seen how he’d handled that, he had a feeling they’d approve), and then ventured up to the classrooms only to find Imogen, Laudna, F.C.G., and Fearne crowded into a small office room, surrounded by a chaotic mess of fluttering papers. Orym had immediately thrown himself into searching for clues, making sure Ludinus wasn’t coming back (though, at the time, none of them had any goddamn idea who that asshole was).

But he remembered Ashton’s impromptu interview of the professor. The blankness of her stare. The childlike placidness she displayed, sitting alone and small in that room.

Ashton had offered her water, asked her what her name was, been gentle and even kind to her. Orym’d almost never seen them like that—even when they were at their softest, admitting affection for Chetney and F.C.G. on the deck of the Silver Sun, he’d never seen them act that way any other time. Even though the professor’s name hadn’t stuck in his mind the way it clearly had Ashton’s, he remembered the moment very clearly.

“Are you worried about her?” Orym asks, attempting to mirror Ashton’s distant stare into the middle distance. “Or… something else?”

“No, no, not worried about her,” Ashton says. “That fuckin’ place was absolutely crawling with mages. She’s probably fine now. Just—I hate Ludinus for that.”

Orym swallows his own white-hot rage at the mention of the name. He feels his expression harden.

“She was just a teacher,” Ashton says. Orym sees their fists clench out of the corner of his eye. “And he shattered her. Completely robbed her. She didn’t even have a way of fighting back, didn’t fucking threaten him or anything. She was just briefly in his way.”

Another pause. Orym hears Ashton shift across from him, curling in on themself, a hand on their hammer.

“We only got away from the Key at all because of Keyleth,” Ashton says bluntly, “because of that asshole buff lady and the fucking wizard guy who knew about my head. If they hadn’t been attracting his eye, who the fuck knows where we’d be now. You saw how he broke them too.”

And, oh, did Orym see it. He sees it every time he closes his eyelids, every time he gets too comfortable.

“We can’t ignore this,” Ashton continues. “But I—ugh. Fuck. I don’t know.”

“You don’t want to be broken again,” Orym says softly.

“No,” Ashton replies, finally glancing down at him, “I don’t want you all to be broken. And he can just fucking shatter us like fucking eggshells.”

Orym considers this. Lets it wash over his skin like an ice bath. Breathes deeply. Ashton’s right on some level. Some rational, horribly pragmatic level. Ashton is often right on that horrible, annoying level. It’s one of their strong suits.

Orym can’t fish up the right words to comfort his friend because, well, for all he pretends to just be the muscle of the group, Ash is surprisingly insightful. He doesn’t like to be lied to. So Orym won’t try. He would hate being lied to, in Ashton’s place.

“You’re right,” Orym says simply, almost absently, “we’re fucked.”

Ashton nods bitterly. “Fucked.”

“But,” Orym continues, gesturing out to their sleeping friends, “they’re strong. They’re stronger than us. If we’re shattered, like Sumal, I think they’ll pick up the pieces. I know they will. Who knows what happens after that, but they’re strong, at least.”

Ashton sighs and shifts again, curling tighter, his glassy eye poking just above the ridge of his kneecap. “…right. Right. They’re the best of us. I’m just—worried, I guess.”

“Too much time to think, huh?” Orym teases, his gaze sliding over to them directly.

“It’s a dangerous fucking pastime,” Ashton quips. “Nothing good comes of it. No idea how you or Chetney stand it.”

“Did you just imply that Chetney thinks? As a pastime?”

“Oh, fuck off. If you tell him any of this, I swear—“

#cr #cr3 #ashton greymoore #orym #roll performance #charisma save #playing with orym’s godly passive perception in fics is so fun #this halfling Sees Everything. he knows so much shit about his friends’ nervous habits #i KNOW the spell that hit kadija wasn’t a feeblemind #it was probably a geas if i had to guess #BUT. it was close. and i wanted to write this so bad for some reason as soon as i thought of it #ashton’s so fun to write in uncomfortable conversations. mf talks in circles just like me fr #spelling disasters

[sketchyspook]

anyways lazy cursed Lu memes p.3

p.2 [wild post calamity]

#the one time hyrule could spell it lead to disaster... #lu legend #lu warriors #lu hyrule #lu wild #lu calamity #aoc link #loz #linked universe

[heybiji]

dnd valentine's sketch for dal who plays lafavel, the party paladin with a crush on my warlock, dandelion

#dungeons and dragons #dnd art #dnd character #dnd oc #dnd #ravelers #dandelion treehollow #lafavel adalhard #lafavel is dallie's character #the lil paladin with a crush on the warlock #also has a savior complex and is determined to Save dande #this isn't a canon interaction but i was trying to draw valentines doodles #lafavel way too repressed and traumatized to be so bold as to checks notes hold his hand #very sorry lafavel that you are crushing on this absolute disaster man #ah a crush with seven layers of trauma underneath it #the crush started on Dande's disguise Robin which uhhh..... comes with complications...... oopsie #also lowkey believe the crush got started due to robin accidentally catching lafavel up in a Charm spell #which was the first time Lafavel saw Robin in a new kinder light LOL OOPS UH

[leo-bandito]

grayghost but its that bit from spiderverse

#MIGHT make an actual finished one but. This for now #They make me UNWELL. they're so important to me. #Its not helping that I rewatched flirting w disaster last night either. Oh god #danny phantom #valerie gray #oh fuck is it grayghost. Help I spell gray like grey #danny fenton #gray ghost #doodles #DP #grayghost

[ineffablejaymee]

obiwan is a shameless flirt, and everybody thinks hes so smug and capable

but the is truth that whenever cody flirts with him, the smug negotiator, master of words is left a blushing, stuttering mess

#rex saw it once and tried to bleach his eyes #poor rex #ahsoka saw it once and started planning their wedding #anakin saw it a few times and never realized #ahsoka and rex had to spell it out for him #the disaster lineage #star wars #clone wars #obiwan kenobi #star wars clone wars #commander cody #ahsoka tano #anakin skywalker #captain rex #codywan

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Husk: Angel once texted me "your adorable" so I texted him back "No, YOU'RE adorable".

Charlie: …And?

Husk: And now we're dating, we've been dating for three months.

Husk: All I did was point out a typo, but I like him, so l'm not complaining.

#borrowed from kitschysandglass in a dc meme #husk #husk hazbin hotel #husk/angel #huskerdust #Angel dust #angel dust needs a hug #CONSENSUALLY #preferably from husk #charlie morningstar #Charlie ships them so much #incorrect quotes #incorrect hazbin hotel #incorrect hazbin hotel quotes #Angel doesn’t give two shits about spelling #did you understand? ok so what’s the issue #husk texts with perfect punctuation and spelling #they’re perfect for each other #they’re gay disasters #they’re in love your honor #niffty doesn’t text #she just leaves long voicemails #that are completely silent #what does she want? it’s anybody’s guess #Alastor just breaks any phone he comes across #indiscriminately #husk has definitely seen Angel texting two different people at the same time on two different phones while also drinking an iced coffee and #petting fat nuggets at the same time #husk is very impressed #Angel is like??? this is a Tuesday afternoon

[punchable-panda]

It’s cuz they are ✨

#no hate to the soley shippers #this ain’t about your ship #it’s just #this book is a fucking disaster 😭 #I feel sorry for y’all #fanon content stay winning 🤙 #at least you guys also probably have good soley fanfics too I’m hoping #percico #jasico #valangelo #or however the fuck you spell it #hater hours ✨ #pjo #pjo memes #anti tsats #rick i am criticizing you #rr crit #MARK TOO now you’re on my hit list #solaneglo

[cinamun]

They get bigger | Next

#ts4 #indya #black simblr #Indya has had major FOGO for quite some time #if you're familiar you'll know why #we should talk about how looks fade and for some women #that spells disaster #but are we ready to have that discussion? #anyway..... this made me feel some kinda way #when shit is relatable even to the author lol #ts4 story #sims 4 story #simblr #ch22

[madwheelerz]

Mike is too noble and true to lie-

honey, he would've been killed

#byler #there's a reason will lies and doesn't say anything directly #there's a reason mike would be scared to tell the truth #the truth could get them killed #robin lays it out point blank in the first episode #one word to the wrong person spells disaster

[lunarrolls]

druidcraft + orym & fearne

this idea was in my head instantly and i’ve just been on vacation so i couldn’t write it for DAYS. but GOD i love fearne and orym. they’re my silly rabbits. their friendship is everything to me. so have some grade a feelings!

•

Druidcraft is a cantrip on the druid spell list. We all know what it does—it can do other stuff but those flowers man—they’re an rp killer.

•

Fearne misses Orym something fierce, and it’s really not fair. It’s not fair that they were separated after everything that had happened, it’s not fair that her prayers had gone unheard, it’s not fair that she can’t seem to hold onto her people in any substantial way, and it’s not fair that nobody seems to know what the hell is going on. It’s not fair that the sky is trying to rip Imogen from her arms, not fair that Laudna’s not here, and not fair that F.C.G. keeps running headlong at threats without Ashton there to watch their back. It’s not fair that Chetney has to face his past alone because Fearne certainly has no idea how to help him and couldn’t calm him down when he turned in the woods.

Also, Fearne’s flowers are dying.

She’d never learned how to make flowers like Orym could. He liked to say that he couldn’t do anything special, but Fearne couldn’t make flowers. She could try, sure, and if she tried hard enough, something would probably happen, but she can’t do it like Orym. Dorian was the one who first suggested her new hairstyle one night with the Crown Keepers, and after he’d left, Orym had kept weaving flowers and vines and honeysuckle through her horns, handing her belladonna when she needed it and thistles when she was mad.

And now, as she stares at her own face in Deanna’s lovely little house, she sees that the edges of Orym’s lovely petals are browning. Fearne doesn’t know how long it takes for flowers to decay, but usually Orym would help her daily, so it wouldn’t get close. But now, well, there’s no Orym, and all her flowers are askew.

She huffs, turning from the mirror, and resolves to ignore it. If she never sees Orym again, well—first, she’ll find whatever made that happen, murder them very harshly, and then she’ll cling to the shriveled carcasses of his flowers.

But it won’t come to that. Obviously. Because she won’t let it.

•

And, of course, the first thing Orym notices once they’re alone in the Spire by Fire is that her flowers are wilting. He smiles, that same halfling smile, the same lovable smile, even with the shadows under and behind his eyes, and leans in conspiratorially.

“Fearnie, you still haven’t figured it out?” Orym chides gently.

“I know how to do it, Orym,” Fearne says softly, “I just—I didn’t want to, without you. You—you do it better, okay? So—so you can’t leave again. Okay? I’d look like a mess. It’d be bad. Mister would start gnawing on my horns without any honeysuckle to snack on.”

“I know, Fearne,” Orym says. “I’m not leaving again. Not if I have anything to say about it. You deserve better.”

And ah. Well. Does she? Does anyone? Isn’t that just how this works, in this stupid dimension? People come into your life and change you and make you care and then they leave, unceremoniously and with ever-broken promises on their lips. At Nana’s, nothing ever changes. Her friends are always there. It’s always colorful and bright and fun.

Why is she still here? If they’re all gonna leave? Why?

And then Orym gently wipes her tears, already forming more vines of honeysuckle and mint sprigs because he knows they’re her favorite and always calm her down when she’s stressed, and she can’t help it. Of course this is why she’s still here. Because he’d miss her, and she’d miss him, and they’re together until the end of the line.

“I’m sorry,” Fearne says mildly, as if tears aren’t streaming down her face almost of their own accord, “I just… I missed you so much.”

“I know, Fearnie,” Orym says, climbing up to press his forehead against hers. He grips her hand tightly. “I’m so sorry we couldn’t be there. I missed you too. And you deserve us.”

“Can we change up my flowers?” Fearne asks. “I have new skirts now.”

“Of course, best friend,” Orym says, smiling brilliantly at her again. “Anything you need.”

“You should get some too, Orym,” Fearne says, trying to hide her damp face. “Color looks good on you.”

#cr #cr3 #fearne calloway #orym #roll performance #charisma save #spelling disasters #this is like. actual hurt comfort for once lmao #i adore them so dearly also i got a LOT of druidcraft prompts so they might spiral a bit

[darthluffy]

Imogen is such a useless lesbian that she had to use FCG’s gaydar to find her girlfriend

#imogen temult #imodna #laudna #bell’s hells #fcg #you know cause of the locate creature spell #and cause Imogen is a disaster

[vampireium]

Narrator: Mickey Mouse was so excited about going into the public domain that he didn’t listen to Minnie and got himself an acting gig… in a horror movie… about himself…

#mickey mouse #he’s free now #That can only spell disaster #Minnie needs a shirt #I know #disney #my art #random art is random #what something not genderbent?! #Tw cleavage #just to be safe

[angstmachine-rw]

so, uh, i have an unhinged prediction for how the 2024 election cycle will go

original under the cut

#sort of based off an idea i have for an animatic funny enough #if this man actually got elected though #it would spell disaster for the entire world #every breath this guy takes kills half of the ecosystem #no more ecological regulations #osha would be dissolved (literally) #imo he would get impeached in the first week #also moon would be his vice president #i think shed do better than him at least #rain world #rw spoilers #rw downpour #five pebbles #rw shitpost #rw meme #cw politics #cw eyestrain #5pebbles4president

[basilpaste]

I just had a thought.. if in canon ISAT Siffrin is supposed to be like Sisyphus, what if in OSIS Isabeau is like Atlas (carrying the weight of the heavens…) 👀

hey so yknow how loop calls isabeau 'sunlight' in the one drabble i posted? yeah they almost called him atlas instead.

this is correct. this is good. you get me, you understand.

#basil answers #asks #biocrafthero #of stitches in sequence #i ended up bailing on the allusion to atlas because obviously something like greek mythology wouldnt exist in the isat world #but it was THERE and i THINK ABOUT IT OFTEN. #one whos punishment never ends and one whoms change would spell disaster #i love narrative symmetry!!!!

[quartergremlin]

happy over 3 years of horimiya anime.....

Happy three years to my first t4t couple!

transcript:

Miyamura:

Hey Hori-

Hori:

I-

M:

Me to. I'm not- I mean, I am. Like. That. so. don't worry about it.

#quarterdraws #askbox #horimiya #also mayve my favorite disaster visexuals #comic #WORRY AVOUT IT! IT MOT IM! #im sorry i camt spell.

[invinciblerodent]

I'm so tired. "Too much XY character content!" "There's not enough content about this and that!" "This character is so underappreciated, I need more content for XY!"

Well make some bloody content then, Samantha

#why are you in the GALE TAG #complaining about ASTARION BEING POPULAR #bestie you're the one BRINGING HIM UP here #be the change you want to see in the world #if you want to see more Wyll content YOU CAN FUCKING MAKE IT #this isn't network television. you don't need funding. we're all doing the same exact fucking thing here. #it's 3 am and I can't sleep because I took an afternoon nap ad my mood is horrendously fucked now #I was just looking at nice screenshots of my favorite disaster wizard; having a good time #not a fucking care in the world #but that post I just saw? fucking rage spell right to my core #eta: fuck. typo. fixed it now. I'm sleepy ok 🫠 #yes i know the sentence made little sense originally #and had two “then”s in it #i know #3 am is my defense