#Astral Portal

[bsstcat]

Suki.

[mysticalblizzardcolor]

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[squeakyart]

Ystra the Astral Witch

[fangirltothefullest]

How many AUs have you made? Any and all fandoms, if you had to count them. And also, what was the first AU you ever made?

If I went down the list of AUs for EVERY fandom I have ever been in it's going to turn into this:

I have WAY too many, I have ADHD, and if I invent an au for one fandom it's been reused in EVERY fandom I've been in....

[tar0star]

me when im a 6'2" immortal stellaron hunter who wants 3 out of 5 people to pay the price with dark cerulean hair which fades into a dusky scarlet with beautiful crimson eyes who's probably a few centuries old angsty emo boy who lowkey wants to die (yum(my))

[arale2126]

crack fic idea: Anti-Onslaught

a being born "when the minds of Professor X and Magneto momentarily merged" during ecstatic telepathic sex, formed from the best qualities of those two fuckers 🤷🏻‍♀️

[jacqcrisis]

uh oh

UH OH

UH OH

WE'RE IN REAL WIZARD KISSING HOURS NOW

[dailyadventureprompts]

I've got a campaign idea that I think is pretty solid. A powerful djinn sponsoring a sort of Great Race/Scavenger Hunt through several planes of existence. The problem is, that's all I've really got. Is the djinn planning something more nefarious? How can I still incorporate the sort of city exploration that I so dearly love? I've got no idea! Please help!

Campaign: Keys to the City

“In accordance with his ancient oaths and the love of his people, the great and deathless Sultan invites all champions of the realm and its tributaries to join him in the City-Beloved-by-Night.  There, on the eleventh moonrise after this announcement, a great challenge will begin, a chance for the most worthy to be showered in riches and honours beyond their wildest imaginings. Glory to the great and deathless Sultan, Glory to the City-Beloved-by-Night“

-Proclimation read out across the eight affiliated worlds

Once thought of as a place of myth, the dusk shrouded metropolis of Hal’daje has become a thriving centre of trade and imperial majesty after it was discovered by the djinn Hammurabi and his warband as they gallivanted across the planes. They took the city as their own, and used its portal gates of unblemished ivory to strike out to distant worlds, undertaking journeys, fighting battles, and making wondrous discoveries that are still sung of to this day. It has been six centuries since Hammurabi declared himself sultan of the mystical city, and through careful alliance, fellowship, and in some cases conquest, eight worlds have bowed to him, and set Hald’aje as the centre of their empire.

Known to be magnanimous as he is fearsome, it appears Hammurabi’s latest attempt to charm his people is the biggest and best yet.  The challenge works like this: Hammurabi has scattered nine keys across his eightfold empire, each one hidden in a place related in some way to his own glorious history with that world. Each key corresponds to a door in a specially constructed vault and a fabulous reward hidden behind it.. with Hammurabi giving announcing a hint as to where the next key is located in a ceremony as part of accepting the previous key. Many however whisper of discontent through the “affiliated” worlds, and that this stunt is just another in long series of ploys to win over those realms that chafe under the Sultan’s authority.

Adventure Hooks:

If the party are a bunch of low level nobodies who wouldn’t qualify for a invitation, they might start the adventure off on one of the eight affiliated worlds as a group of hirelings for one of the champions who happens to be searching for a key in their back yard. Said champion was intending to use the party as cannon fodder but ends up getting mulched by the very same defences he sought to avoid. With their employer dead and a key in hand, it’s just a matter of the party making their way to Hal’daje and presenting their key at the palace gate in order to obtain an audience with the Sultan and be made champions by default.

Alternately, a high level party might receive an invitation all their own, especially if they’re a daring crew of spelljammers who’ve made a name for themselves hopping across the eight affiliated worlds and wildspace beyond.  This gives your party a great buildaround during party formation ( who’s who on the crew) and lets you include a bunch of fun space-based adventuring along with your treasure hunt

Finally, if you feel like your group is of a more... skullduggerous persuasion, perhaps have them be a gang of criminals who happen to live in the shadows of the City Beloved by Night, suddenlypresented with an opportunity to steal a key and get a great fortune when one of the champions decides to play dirty and use the party to mess with their competition.

Setup: If I was running this campaign ( which I just might) I’d start the narrative after two or three of the keys had already been claimed, which not only cuts down on the number of side adventures that need to be performed, but also applies a sense of urgency.  Likewise, there’s nothing stopping the party ( or their rivals) from seeking out keys that haven’t been hinted at yet, meaning that some clever detective work will allow them to sidestep the other compeditors and start looking for keys on their own (going from a linear relay to a much larger game of capture the flag).... with atleast one rival coming in mid way through the campaign having jumped and stolen the 6th or 7th key.

Now, what is all this for? Well as it turns out Hal’daje was originally a terrestrial metropolis in the ancient, near forgotten past, one that was doomed to perish under a blood covered dawn when a prophesied destroyer arrived to raze the city and devour its rulers.  As the appointed hour approached the people cried out for divine aid, which was awnsered by the goddess Nyx, who hid the city under a shroud of darkness and opened portals into other worlds that the populace might evacuate.  There the city lingered, frozen on the edge of destruction, until it was found by Hammurabi, with the djinn only discovering the prophecy over a century after he had claimed the title of sultan for himself. Now bound by prophecy, the clever conqueror contrived a plan to dip out on his destined doom by shunting it off to someone else at the last moment,  the ultimate prize of his competition being the throne of Hal’daje, with an oath of office secretly baked into the acceptance ceremony he makes each champion swear before claiming their prize.

Hammurabi announced the competition when the first signs of Nyx’s protection began to fade, and has been packed and ready to go ever since with a small jammer-ship fleet packed with the best of the treasury and his closest conspirators. As soon as one of the champions (likely one of the party members) sits the throne, he’ll be off without a word, leaving the people of the City Loved by Night to stagger through a sudden regime change while more and more signs of the end begin to manifest. 

Further Adventures:

A few of the worlds ruled over by the sultan have suffered from the same doom that now approaches Hal’daje which the players may encounter on their travels, including one which bears a city sized crater hollowed out a millennia or so ago on a day of great darkness. If the party are paying attention ( and maybe visit a great library) they may be able to notice their ultimate foe before it crashes down upon them.

Even before the night-goddess’s protection began to fade, Hammurabi couldn’t have anyone know that his great metropolis was going to be flattened by a sun eating dragon-god. To this end, he created a group of assassins and iconoclasts to move secretly through his realm destroying evidence and historical accounts under the guise of creating pro-sultanate propaganda. Only a few circles know of this group’s existence, referring to them as “the silencers” without ever truly understanding what exactly is being silenced by their actions. Should the party learn to much, it’s likely that a silencer agent will be dispatched to nudge them onto the right track.. possibly at the end of a poisoned knife.

Suffused with magic and cloaked in eternal dusk, the “city loved by night” is a site of pilgrimage for those faithful to Nyx and other gods of star and shadow who flock from across the multiverse to take part in the rites performed in the veiled temples scattered across the city and in the barrens beyond. As a side adventure while off on another world, a devotee of mother night asks the party to escort her to a distant shrine outside Hal’daje to help understand the troubling visions she’s been having of late. This will put them behind on their search for the next key, but their kindness will pay off second: For one, having a fledgling oracle on their side will let them receive more information on where the keys are, narrowing down their search and possibly letting them get a jump on unannounced keys. Second, Nyx will be better disposed towards them for helping one of her chosen daughters and will be looking out for them in matters of the ephemeral. Finally, This oracle will seek to warn the party about the doom approaching the city once the sultan is finally out of the picture.

Art

[avertedvisionary]

A little mural of space I painted in my room. I use it to help me astral project whilst dreaming

Does it work? I have awesome and sometimes profound dreams, so I'd say yes.

It's also sparkly and iridescent ✨ And that's what matters

[bsstcat]

Moth-Er Fae-Lien.

[rebelmoon69]

Lost or wandering 🤔😉✨

[thefallenangelsgang]

Last Line Challenge

In a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many as you like).

Tagged by @fablewritesnonsense

Fable you have got to be clairvoyant in some manner because your timing is scary accurate. I just put down my writing for today not even a half hour ago. This is the first time narrative has felt easy in months. UNFORTUNATELY THE LAST LINE IS SHORT AND NOT NARRATIVELY INTERESTING *SHAKES FISTS AT GOD*

From a unfinished maybe chapter of what could become my Baldur's Gate 3 Fic:

And reality comes crashing down.

(fuck it I'm going to post the incomplete chapter and link it here)

Tags (no pressure, I just really appreciate these peeps writing/art styles!):

@helena-bug @caesarflickermans @druidgroves @roystory4 @rosegardeninwinter

[midnight-astral]

Earthly Boundaries

[laulo821]

this goes so hard and it is lore accurate. a double banger !!

inspired by this song

[supurman]

clark hanging out with his magic user friends. thank you @zatna FOR THE PIC

[aethyrmazz]

The rise in popularity of quantum entanglement, manifestation, and whatever the 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠 CERN is doing has given rise to portal technology and portal magick. By FAR one of my favorite magick systems to practice for over 10 years now. I have only recently learned to hone this skill, and still have a long way to go since I’m still young. Maybe I am playing with fire and contributing to the world taking a rapid plunge deeper into obscurity as the years pass. I don’t mind the obscurity as long as there is peace.

I like the kind of peace that comes with the fear of Gods return. Of course, we live in a duality so that same fear causes people to make some decisions that a decent person would regret.

Increased charge in negative and positive energy. If that charge is steadily maintained “somehow” just think about it.

Now the body of people becomes an energetic battery. The positive and negative energy creates vortexes in highly populated areas like cities.

I’m trying to find a way this all relates to the Sephiroth and Qlipoth. I just KNOW it has something to do with turning body into battery. Like a conductor ⚡️

I don’t want to hurt myself thinking about what the people at the top of the pyramid are doing with this. I just want people to free their souls from being trapped in hell, from being trapped in the Qlipoth. I want to ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ their battery. 🪫

And for everyone to become their own conductor. 🌩️🌩️🌩️🌩️🌩️🌩️🌩️🌩️🌩️🌩️🌩️🌩️🌩️🌩️🌩️🌩️🌩️

What would the human race really become then? What would our world really become? Look at how the portals we’ve opened is already causing veils to weaken that separate dimensions.

I’m just ranting. Escape the 22 tunnels of S̵̶̮̬͖̄͑͟et.

♡93 ♡