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dndspellgifs · 1 month
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Aganazzar's Scorcher
2nd level evocation
Sorcerer, Wizard
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ifeelalot · 1 year
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5ecardaday · 1 year
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Snowball Slinging
Blizzard Brawl Frost Bite Rime Infusion
A set of three Snow spells from Magic: the Gathering, in line with my winter-theme for this month. These spells were voted on by my supporters over at Patreon, who also got access to them a week early!
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orderofthecube · 11 months
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Cylinder Song
2nd-level transmutation (ritual), postmodern (Artificer, Bard)
Casting Time: 1 action Range: Touch Components: V, M (a wax, wood, or metal cylinder worth at least 5 gp) Duration: Concentration, up to 1 hour
You utter the incantation and the cylinder you are touching becomes receptive to all sounds heard by the caster. For the duration of the spell, these sounds are inscribed onto the surface of the cylinder. A cylinder can hold 1 hour of sounds, and you can choose to begin inscribing sounds partway through a cylinder, such as to pick up where an earlier casting of this spell ended. Cylinder songs can be played back on a cylinder player.
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thelibraryofthacey · 2 years
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[The value of this spell depends greatly on your party and what bonus actions they can take. It's great with a monk, pretty good with a rogue too. Not so great on yourself, most likely.]
Flint’s Minute Hand
2nd-Level Transmutation
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Range: 30 ft.
Components: V, S, M (a shaving of licorice root)
Duration: Concentration, up to 1 minute
Description: Choose one willing creature within range. That creature can take two bonus actions on each of their turns. Only one can be a spell.
At Higher Levels: When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 3rd level or higher, you may target one additional creature for each slot level above 2nd.
Appropriate For: Artificer, Sorcerer, Wizard
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schmoel · 1 month
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sooooo fun watching joel and zedaph interact. a hermit whose only experience with breaking minecraft is getting obsessed with the chisels and bits mod for a while VS a hermit who could figure out how to play minecraft with all his limbs restricted ingame and irl. hermit who spends 1/3 of his year doing megabuilds alone and hermit who only goes out of his hole bases to run redstone experiments. awesome
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querro · 5 months
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my favourite part of the decked out guests stream was the two-way "thats what she said" bit. and i havent seen anyone talking about it
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theloquaciousloser · 1 year
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Made a new ranger/druid/artificer/warlock spell!
Fernflame Cloud
2nd Level Transmutation
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Range/Area: Self/10ft.
Components: V, M(a ranged weapon and a frond of a fern)
Duration: Concentration, up to 10 minutes.
“Flamewren Fern grew to burn, now bring your forest flames to replace the sky’s rains.”
You channel the magic of nature and wildfire to turn the next projectile you fire into a cloud of smoke in a 10-foot-radius-sphere resembling a massive fern, which spits out flaming rain from underneath. The next time you would make a ranged weapon attack instead pick a point within that weapons range for the cloud to appear in. The space inside the cloud is heavily obscured and the air is toxic, creatures inside the space without proper eye protection are blinded until the end of their next turn and must make a Constitution saving throw against your spell save dc or become poisoned for 1 hour, while poisoned in this way anytime a creature attempts to speak (including performing verbal components) that creature must roll a d4 and on a 1 enters a coughing fit and cannot speak. Creatures can repeat the saving throw at the end of each of their turns, ending the condition on a success. A creature can also recover from the poison by drinking water and breathing fresh air as a turn, magic, or a short rest. The cloud remains for 10 minutes or until you drop concentration, a strong wind of greater than 50 miles per hour can also disperse the cloud in one round.
The cloud is filled with burning embers and creates dripping flame underneath it in a 10-foot-radius-cylinder reaching from the cloud to the surface below it, the flames ignite flammable objects and items that aren't being worn or carried. Creatures ending their turn under or in the cloud, or moving into the rain on the first time on a turn must make a dexterity saving throw. A target takes 2d8 fire damage on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one.
At higher levels: When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 3rd level or higher the radius of the cloud and cylinder increases by 5ft and the damage from the fire increases by 1d8 for each spell slot above 2nd level.
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earlgodwin · 16 days
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So tell [Lucrezia] I was inept, or coarse, or beyond ugly, and come with me and be mine alone.
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1800-lemonadeg1rl · 18 days
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Jealousy part two
Part one (you don't have to read to understand this part <3)
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Summary - Wanda takes a turn at being jealous while at a party
Warnings- probably stupid, alcohol, getting drunk, r being oblivious drunk, Wanda being possessive, hickeys
A/n - I dont know if this is too much bc I fell asleep twice writing this and took a break for a carbonara
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"Do you think this looks good?" You ask nervously turning your head away from your bedrooms full length mirror and towards Wanda who was lay back on the bed, head tilted down as she put her full focus into painting her nails a fresh coat of black.
The dress you'd put on was a black satin wrap that fell just above your mid thigh, it was the third dress you'd tried in the past twenty minutes insisting none of them were suiting you despite Wandas compliments on each one. Your eyes flitted back to the mirror over analysing each small part of the dress on your body as if trying to find a reason to take it off and avoid going out.
"God y/n that's it that's the one." Wanda finally replies as she slides off the bed, you watching her from the reflection in the mirror as she strides over her hands snaking around your waist all the while she nuzzles her face into your neck. "Please don't take this one off.. for me." You feel the soft tickles of her breath on your neck as she whispers to you. Before you can stop yourself your nodding along with her agreeing to wear the dress as her hands slip past your waist giving your ass a tight squeeze and kissing your jaw before slinking back to the bed.
An hour later both you and Wanda were dressed and ready heading to a party on the otherside of town. You still in the black dress with your hair in loose curls that Wanda had done for you patiently while you fidgeted on the floor not content with having to stay completely still even if it meant avoiding a burn from the curling iron. Wanda however had been patient as possible gently pulling your shoulders back when you started moving and going back to wrapping your hair around the iron.
Wanda was dressed in a satin navy blue dress with little gold stars on it paired with some gold constellation earrings you'd bought her for her last birthday. Everytime you saw her she was more gorgeous than you had remembered.
You were both cuddled together in the back seat of the cab her arm draped around your shoulder pulling you into her chest where you lay your head with a soft smile. Since establishing yourself as a couple you'd begun to realise Wanda was very touchy and possessive, always wanting you within an arms reach just in case. It made you wonder how long she'd wanted to hold you like this and just kept quiet about it. You for one were glad she was always close enjoying the soothing feeling that came from being in the other woman's arms.
Suddenly, the taxi pulled into a stop outside a very expensive looking apartment building where you could already hear loud music blasting from the penthouse on the top floor.
Parties had always made you nervous and when you got nervous you got drunk.. very drunk. Wanda somewhat knew this from the first time you'd been at a Stark party and you'd gotten blackout drunk in the first hour and attempted to do an Olympic gymnast routine and in the process breaking your left wrist. She hadn't told you but she had the whole thing on video.
You didn't have much time to linger on your nerves as Wanda was now pulling you from the car and leading you towards the party. Neither of you were extremely extroverted but that didn't stop the two of you from being excited about going out on nights like this. Being quite similar like this worked out well as by the time one of you grew tired of a social outing so did the other and you could both go home without it being awkward.
In a matter of minutes you were in the lift to the top floor with Wanda who kept taking pictures of you both in the mirror.
"I don't want to ever forget how perfect you look." She tells you will snapping another picture of you. You leaned over to kiss her cheek and she took the opportunity to get yet another picture. For the last few seconds of the lift she continued to mess around taking pictures while you admired her. The soft sound of her giggle which rang out with every click of the camera or the way she styled her long wavy hair so that it framed her face in what you would describe as an angelic way.
You were drawn out of your thoughts when the lift dinged and the doors opened, Wanda quickly linked your arm and you both scurried out the lift and towards the music which rapidly increased in volume.
Stepping through the door to the party you realised you'd both underestimated how many people would be there as you were hit with the smell or sweat and cheap booze as you entered. You tried to keep close to your girlfriend but the crowds of people were thick and you had to walk through one at a time. Assuming Wanda was behind you the whole time you confidently stepped through the party towards a drinks table but once you arrived much to your dismay Wanda was no where to be found. Trying not to panic you assumed she'd be there soon, maybe she was just saying hi to someone she knew. While you definitely didn't panic about your girlfriends absence you decided to pour a drink for the two of you. Nothing fancy just vodka and coke except you were always far too generous with the vodka which is why Wanda usually poured the drinks for you both.
Walking back through the party with your drinks you sat down on a comfy looking couch and awaited Wandas return while sipping your drink. Fifteen minutes went by with no sighting of Wanda and by then you'd finished your drink and had decided to start on hers telling yourself you'd get her another when she returned.
As time went on you succumbed to your nerves and rushed through your drinks. Two became four became eight and now you were on your ninth still curled on the couch having forgotten about trying to find Wanda.
A girl had started talking to you a while ago though you had no clue what about or what her name even was despite having had asked her three separate times. She was pretty but to you no one could compare to Wandas beauty. Even though you'd forgotten about finding her your brain could still only picture her, wishing she was there sat next to you instead of whoever this was.
In the state you'd become combined with how oblivious you could be anyway you didn't quite notice the girl placing herself so close so she was pressed against you and actively trying to close the space between you. Right now she had you lazily half perched on her lap while your head flopped on the head of the couch.
Your blurry eyes scanned the room and you recognised the girl looking directly at you with her fists clenched. Wanda. Your eyes lit up when you saw her and you lifted your heavy head from the couch to try and beckon her over when the girl next to you noticed she attempted to pull your head onto her shoulder. You tried to resist the movement instead wanting to look at Wanda who was quickly pacing over with a stern look.
"You didn't introduce me to your new friend detka." She muttered with a slight hiss which you didn't quite detect. Her eyes darted over to the girl as if judging every part of her appearance.
"WANDS!" You shouted back with little regard for what she'd just said as you simmer with excitement at just the sight of her.
In an attempt to sit up and make room for Wanda on the couch wanting her to hold you in the soothing way she often did. However in your state you miscalculated moving and holding your drink and ended up spilling it all over yourself and the girl next to you who instantly reacts by jumping up and away from the dark liquid coating her legs.
"Oh.. oh my god.. I'm so sorry." You try and tell her with a slur as tears prick your eyes finding yourself overly emotional, probably due to the drink.
The girl who was trying to get all over you just a second ago stares down at you with what looks like disgust while wiping the drink off her. She then turns on her heel and marches away. Wanda stood just a couple feet away tries so desperately to hide her excitement at the girl leaving though she doubts you'd notice in this state.
Wanda then takes no time sliding into the seat and wrapping you around her, letting you rest your head against her. A few stray tears were running down your face which she wiped away carefully. She looked down at your face which was now nestled against her with a more peaceful expression, your meticulously applied mascara was now clumpy and your face was a blushed tone from the alcohol.Watching that go on made her realise you hadn't noticed what the other girl had been trying to do, that you were too drunk to pick up on how it looked. Still it didn't make her feel any better. She was still jealous even if she knew it wasn't exactly your fault.
"How much have you drank sweetie?" She asks in a much softer tone, all trace of her previous hiss gone as she looks at you with concern. Her soft fingers tracing patterns into your neck.
"A little bit.. I had a little bit." You mumble into her shoulder. Her eyebrow raised in response, you'd definitely had more than just a little drink to end up like this.
She lifts up your head delicately holding your chin as if you were a fragile china doll who would break with any rough handling.
"Your mine y/n. No one will ever take you away or hurt you. No one will ever take you from me." To contrast with her words her voice is possibly softer than its ever been, you just wanted her to keep talking so you could keep hearing that silk like noise from her mouth.
"I don't want anyone else Wands." You attempt to make a response but most of it is lost in an incoherent mumble. Your eyes were still blurred but you could just about make out the shape of her face which you attempted to trace with your fingers. When she noticed what you were trying to do she helped you out, guiding your hand to her jawline with a giggle which made you feel all fuzzy.
"I think we should go home y/n."
In response all you do is nod and before you know it your back in the lift with her. For some reason she's still taking more pictures of you both in the mirror but you were sure with the way you were right now they wouldn't be flattering.
All of a sudden her head is against your neck and shes whispering in a way that can only be described as making you weak in the knees.
"I meant what I said. Your mine and I won't let anyone take you away from me." Before you can process what she was saying, her lips latch onto your neck at first gently sucking just one spot but it wasn't long before she bit into it, making sure to leave a bruise right there. A mewl escaped you, too out of it to distinguish between the pleasure and the pain. She stopped biting and began to lick over to rough pained skin just as the lift opened and she led you out as if nothing had happened.
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dndspellgifs · 3 months
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Summon Beast
2nd level conjuration
Druid, Ranger
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5ecardaday · 2 years
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Arcanatober Day 6– Verminous Swarm / Fool’s Gold
Today’s tarot card was the Ace of Coins / 1 of Pentacles / 1 of Rats, an interesting card from the minor arcana with a lot of different meanings depending on which deck you’re using. But I was able to leverage that variety of intent into not just one, but two very interesting spells that use player wealth in two different ways. One makes fake coins, while the other transforms coins into rats. useful? Maybe. Fun? Definitely.
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orderofthecube · 11 months
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Package
2nd-level conjuration (ritual), galactic (Artificer, Bard, Cleric, Ranger, Warlock, Wizard)
Casting Time: 1 minute Range: The same galaxy Components: V, S, M (a white feather, a length of twine, and a stamp) Duration: Instantaneous
You inscribe the address of a location in the same galaxy and on the same plane of existence on a package with a volume no greater than 4 cubic feet. If the address is invalid or insufficient for delivery, the spell fails and you do not expend a spell slot. The address may include the name of the recipient.
At the end of the casting time, the package flies to its destination at a speed of 1,000 miles per hour. If the shortest route is obstructed or clearly unsafe, the package takes the safest alternate route. If caught or waylaid, the package resumes its course once freed. The package is vacuum-safe and immune to damage routine to galactic mail, such as fire and force damage caused by entering an atmosphere.
When the package reaches its destination, it presents itself to its named recipient. If there is no named recipient, or if the recipient does not appear at the address within 24 hours of the package’s arrival, the package delivers itself to any package reception area or person.
If the package cannot find or reach the listed address (for instance, if the location is hidden from divination magic or disguised by illusion magic), the package returns to you.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 3rd level or higher, choose from among the following effects for each slot level above 2nd. All effects compound except those relating to speed.
Custom Navigation. When you cast this spell, you specify the exact route the package should travel to reach the address. (1 spell level)
Express Delivery. While in open space, the speed of the package is increased to that specified in warpdrive. (2 spell levels)
Fallback Recipients. You can include up to two additional recipients for the package at the same or alternate addresses. The package spends 3 days at each address attempting to locate the recipient before moving to the next-priority recipient. (1 spell level)
Next-day Delivery. While in open space, the speed of the package is increased to that specified in hyperdrive. (3 spell levels)
Oversized. The maximum volume of the package is increased to 25 cubic feet. (1 spell level)
Priority Mail. While in open space, the speed of the package increases to that described in warp.
(1 spell level)
Seek Person. You incorporate an object that belonged to the recipient in the casting process, allowing you to supply the recipient’s name without an address. If the package learns of the recipient’s death while seeking them, it returns to you. (2 spell levels)
Tamperproof. If the package is opened by anyone other than the named recipient, you receive an instantaneous telepathic notification. During the casting of the spell, you can additionally specify that an instance of tampering triggers a small magical effect as described in prestidigitation, such as coating the contents of the package in colorful powder or creating the sound of alarm bells. You choose whether the package is marked as tamperproof. (1 spell level)
Tracking. Until the package is delivered, you know its general whereabouts and direction of travel. You are telepathically notified when the package has been delivered and the identity of the creature, if any, it was delivered to. (1 spell level)
Universal Delivery. The package accepts addresses in any galaxy and on any plane of existence, provided it can find a suitable portal. (2 spell levels)
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thelibraryofthacey · 2 years
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[Look, Wild Shape is good enough, but I like the design space of spells that you actually can cast as a bear.]
Taste of the Hunt
2nd-level Transmutation
Casting Time: 1 Action
Range: 5 feet
Components: V
Duration: Instantaneous
Description: You imbue your weapon with the spirit of the hunt, letting you rip life force directly from your target. As part of the action used to cast this spell, you must make a melee attack with a weapon against one creature within the spell's range, otherwise the spell fails. On a hit, the target takes an additional 4d6 necrotic damage, and you regain a number of hit points equal to half the necrotic damage dealt.
You can provide the verbal component for this spell while transformed by your Wild Shape feature, if you have it.
At Higher Levels: When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 3rd level or higher, it deals an additional 1d6 necrotic damage per slot level above 2nd.
Appropriate For: Druid, Ranger
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taikanyohou · 7 months
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"If you were in a better mood, it might have sounded sweeter."
MY PERSONAL WEATHERMAN (2023). Episode 5 -> Episode 6.
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theworldbrewery · 1 month
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an adventure set in an industrialized city--
the air is thick with factory smoke, and the traditional craftspeople are being overwhelmed by big business. inchoate guilds and unions are beginning to form, but every day is a struggle for workers' rights.
it's become necessary, in a city where the sky is clogged with smog, for professional wizards to construct towers and spires from which they can track the heavens and maintain a link to the stars. but only the large, monopolistic wizard companies -- and the rare independently wealthy wizard -- have the means to build such a tower.
our heroes have a simple job: help a nascent working-class wizards' union scope out a site for their own tower, raise funds to pay for its construction, and ensure that construction goes smoothly.
why would you need a crew of adventurers to work a job like this? surely the wizardry magnates don't mind a little competition? surely the unionized wizards don't pose a serious threat to the companies' continued exploitation of the working class business model? surely the evocation barons wouldn't arrange a few assassinations or deadly explosion to sabotage this tower and the union, would they?
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