#Gale/tav

[mthcomics]

So baldurs gate consumed my life since November! I’ve been drawing/painting so much of my Tav and the crew but my favorite project has been commemorating favorite areas/moments from my first playthrough! Finally brave enough to post them here. Here’s the first of MANY!

The act 1 forest with my main travel crew Gale, Karlach, Astarion💛💛💛

Tav is based off an OC named Eleksios so I may refer to him in future posts by name. He and Gale are lost on the map, Astarion is ready to hunt a boar, Karlach wants to fight the dragon they saw earlier.

[grymghoul]

GALE was the vocal one during sex. He was helpless and mewing half the time. His hands pawing and clawing at your hips with his head thrown back. He tried to watch you ask much as he could, but his eyes would slip shut. Especially when you anchored your hands on his chest to give yourself a better angle, to have more leverage. He was a mess of moans and panting out your name like a prayer. Every few rolls and snaps of your hips he'd groan and whine, a soft noise, quiet, deep from his chest.

"That's it- God's, that's lovely. You're wonderful at this, are you- ah-" A sharp moan left him, his hands gripping the meat of your ass. He kneaded it, using it to help you fuck him just the way he liked. "I worry I might not survive this.." He swallowed hard, choking back a pathetic whine. "My love.. You're a delight-"

He couldn't help it. You sounded like an animal, your keening moans and open mouth cries. You had made his dick creamy, like a crown at the base. His pubes sticky, navel tacky. You'd come once or twice on his cock. He loved that. He loved feeling those pillowy walls clench around him, trying to milk him for everything he had and more.

"I can't last- not like this-" His hands shook. He was tempted to pull you off of him, so he could have a breather. He was no stranger to edging, you found this wildly hot. How he'd force himself to pull out, panting against your neck in between mouth mouthed kisses on your neck.

Instead, he rolled you over, your legs hooked around his waist from the position change. He pressed your thighs to your chest, angling them apart. He pistoned into with abandon, the wet slaps mixed with your combined moans was a symphony of sin. His forehead pressed to yours, his eyes barely open.

"Look at me. Please." He was barely able to get the words out. His chest tight from the gasps for air, it was like your hot cunt squeezed the air from his lungs. You couldn't deny your wizard what he wanted, such a simple request. When your eyes met, one hand left your thigh to hold your cheek. "Hello, my love.." His words soft and sweet. So sweet. It went straight to your pussy. She was battered by all the attention he'd given her. It was all too much, he was pounding all rationality from you. The waves of another orgasm threatened to crash over you and sweep you away. Gale knew this. From the beginning he was so in tune with what your body was doing.

He used his shoulders to keep your legs pinned, his now free hand dropping down to circle your clit with precision. He felt the grip on his hair tighten, nails raking his back. "That's it, my sweet. Absolutely divine. Like you're a gift from the gods themselves.."

His hips stuttered, eyes fluttering as your cunt clenched him. "Gods above and below.." He buried himself one last time, staying in place as he spilled himself deep inside. His legs trembled as his seed coated your walls. he didn't pull out right away, his face resting into your neck, breath wavering.

His cum oozed out in thick gobs with every twitch and flutter from both of you, ruining the sheets.

[kudzuoath]

this post Inspired me to draw this. Because Temperance (and all the Gale-mancing Tav's, I'm sure) just wants to let this man to know he's loved and valued and goddamn it hand kisses are high romance and the kind of kiss I'm capable of drawing

(if you saw a different version of this a second ago, i realized the last 'panel' was off and quickly reposted)

[backfliips]

Some more bg3 commissions I've done recently!!

[coyoats]

Why is she like that

[sun-marie]

A moment, some point in late Act 2

(based off the Patch 4 notes mentioning we can now wash the dirt off our companions 💜)

[weatherbane]

sketch comm for @ilibra !

[gale-dekarios]

i personally HC gale's bodytype as Recently Skinny. in the way where you lose a lot of weight in a short space of time, so you end up looking a little haunted, a little sickly, a little grey, the skin just a bit looser than usual. i just dont think gale took care of himself properly during his year of isolation, and the weight, both from that, and probably also from stress, just fell off him really quickly.

now POST-game gale, provided he stays alive and stays human? now THAT gale has chunk. most grabbable man in faerûn. especially when romanced, he's indulging with his partner in this, that, the next thing. complicated, high fat, high protein dishes he spends all day preparing. full-bodied wines and spirits to sip on as you watch the sun set together on his balcony. he seems like a chocolate dipping kind of guy. strawberries being the classic, ofc. he's the type of guy to wiggle his fingers and say 'dont mind if i do' when you offer him something sweet. he spent so long in isolation, he's spending the rest of his life making sure you're both indulged in every pleasure life has to offer.

his cheeks fill, his skin looks brighter, his hair shines, the looser skin from rapid weight loss filling back out over time. you know his mother's thrilled.

[space-blue]

BG3 Fic Feb Comic Edition day 27 :

Chose any scene and rewrite it with your headacnon.

In which Mystra catches some hands

[sllverchariot]

There is a banter between Gale and Lae’zel where she mentions that he talks on his sleep. Maybe something cute with Gale x Tav! Where he talks in his sleep to them?

nocturnal vocalizations (gale dekarios x reader)

eee this is so cute also once again i have barely proofread this but it sat in my drafts for too long and i needed it to be elsewhere i will probably come back later and update it.

i am also always looking for more fic requests or something idk especially for gale but perhaps the other companions as well....? who knows anyways enjoy!!!

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The first night you spent the night with Gale was truly one you would never forget. A memory that would replay over and over in your mind for the rest of your life, something you would treasure forever. Not because of any fantastical lovemaking (that was a separate treasured memory), but because of the safety you felt being curled up by his side, completely protected in his arms. The hushed murmurings as you talked about any and everything, trying not to wake the others. The steady rise and fall of his chest as you leaned against him, the way his hands absentmindedly stroked your hair as you both fell asleep. The feeling in your chest when you saw him the next morning, a smile plastered on his face and gazing at you as if you’d hung the stars in the sky. 

And, of course, the things he said in his sleep. 

It had startled you, the first time it happened. He’d said your name, and it woke you up immediately. You’d become a very light sleeper since embarking on your journey. As soon as you heard him speak, your eyes shot open, and you were awake and alert in a second. You pushed yourself up just enough to look at him, where you found him sleeping peacefully beside you. You took a breath, and brushed it off, settling back in beside him and writing it off as a dream. 

Until you heard it again. You opened your eyes, craning your neck to look at him, examining his sleeping face, eyes shut and lips slightly parted. 

“Gale?” You whispered, trying to see if he was up, but still not wanting to risk waking him if he wasn’t. He stayed still, his chest rising and falling steadily. You stayed there for a moment, waiting for something to happen while you watched him in the dim light of his tent.

”We have to find a trader, Tav,” He said suddenly, nearly startling you despite your anticipation. 

“What?” You whispered, squinting your eyes to try and make him out in the dim light.

 “We have to buy fireflies to light our way back to camp.” A smile crept across your face, but you stayed quiet. His face was mostly still, eyes shut peacefully despite the movement of his mouth. He was talking in his sleep. You couldn’t say you were surprised, really. You expected nothing less from the man who spent his every waking hour rambling about something. But gods, if it wasn’t the most delightful little discovery. 

You couldn’t wipe the smile off your face, grinning like an idiot as you just lay there watching him, patiently waiting for him to say something more. You were disgustingly giddy, falling even harder for him, if that were even possible. It was just so damn cute.

You carefully pushed yourself up, leaning against his chest and propping your head on your hands as you looked at him fondly, so unbelievably excited to have discovered this new little quirk of his. He murmured something else then, completely unintelligible, and you suddenly worried you might never get a good night’s rest by his side again. Certainly you could sleep through it, but you couldn’t bring yourself to go back to bed, you were far too eager to see what else he would say. 

“No, no, I don’t need a babysitter!” He said next, exasperatedly. It took everything within you not to burst into laughter on the spot. You wouldn’t dare risk waking him though, couldn’t bear to put an end to this delightful little moment. You lie there for several more minutes, absurd smile plastered on your face as you listened to him.

He said some magical words that went totally over your head, mumbled a few unintelligible sentences, and said your name two or three more times, before tiredness pulled you in once more, and you fell back to sleep with a warmth in your chest. 

You couldn’t truly say you were well rested the next morning. There were a few more instances of Gale’s nighttime ramblings that roused you, and each time you lie awake next to him, eager to find out what his subconscious mind was thinking. You hardly minded, though. Were it anyone else, you surely would’ve been furious at missing out on what little sleep you were able to get on your journey, but you found it hard to be mad at Gale for anything. Much less something as adorable as this. 

Gale awoke before you, having slept far more restfully than yourself. But as you heard his shufflings and felt the sunlight peeking through the cracks of the tent, you were up not long after. He was already up on his feet, getting dressed and preparing for the day. Your heart skipped a beat when you laid eyes on him, half-dressed and perfectly illuminated by the morning sun. You stayed there, watching him for a moment, until he noticed you were up. He turned towards you, eyes lighting up when he met your gaze and a grin spreading across his face. 

Gods, just the way he looked at you was enough to make you melt. 

“Good morning, my love.” He said softly, setting down the clothes in his hand and sitting back on the bedroll beside you.

“Mm, good morning..” You murmured, before lazily reaching out and wrapping your arms around his bare midsection, resting your head in his lap. He let out a quiet laugh, reaching out a hand to comb through your hair.

”I always suspected you were more of an early riser than this.” He teased, and you just hummed quietly, nuzzling into his touch.

”I am, usually…” You said, trying to hide the smile creeping in as you recalled the previous night. “Do you know you talk in your sleep?” You questioned, eyes still closed as you rested against him.

His hand in your hair stopped moving, and he was quiet for a moment. You snuck a glance at him through one eye, finding his flushed face peering down at you. It was impossible to hide your grin now.

He cleared his throat when he noticed you looking at him, averting his own eyes before speaking. “I, er, am aware of my… Nocturnal vocalizations.” He kept his eyes elsewhere, though his hand resumed stroking your hair. You let out a little laugh, shifting in your spot to get a better look at him. 

“I do hope I didn’t keep you up.” He continued, voice quiet, tinged with embarrassment. You shook your head quickly, reaching up a hand to his face to encourage him to look at you.

”You didn’t keep me up, I kept me up.” You giggled, squishing his cheeks for a moment before letting your hand fall back to your lap. “I couldn’t resist staying up to hear what you were going to say next. I was starting to think I might understand unconscious Gale a lot better, actually. You were telling me how we needed to find a trader to buy fireflies, so we could light our way back to camp. Which made perfect sense to me. But then you started using big magic words and I lost it again.” 

As you spoke, tired brain stringing words together mindlessly, you watched Gale’s cheeks flush an even darker shade of pink. Suddenly feeling a surge of guilt, you rushed to reassure him.

”I loved it.” You said softly, pulling his hand from your hair and pressing a kiss to his knuckles. “If you could’ve seen the way I was laying here last night, you would’ve kicked me out to my own tent. Just giggling and kicking my feet.” You kissed his hand again. “I didn’t think it was possible for me to adore you anymore, and yet…” You trailed off, before reaching both of your hands up to cup his face and pull him in for a kiss.

You felt him smile against your lips, which instantly spurred a smile of your own, breaking the kiss and pressing your forehead to his as you giggled.

”I can’t possibly be frustrated when you speak of me so highly like this, my dear.” He smiled at you, tugging you closer to him.  “Though you must promise not to lose out on sleep just to listen to my ramblings. I refuse to be responsible for our dutiful hero falling asleep in battle.” 

“No promises. It’s too endearing to miss out on.” You teased. “It’s like reading a book right before bed, and even though you’re tired, you can’t stop reading. You have to find out what happens next.”

He chuckled softly, nodding his head in reluctant agreement. “Well, I suppose when you put it like that…” He cleared his throat, before scooping your upper half and repositioning you back on the bedroll and climbing to his feet. “I believe we should face the day now, my love.” 

You merely groaned in response, burying your face in his pillows and pulling the blanket around you tighter.

”Mm, five more minutes?” You pleaded, peering from behind the blanket with pleading eyes. He raised his eyebrows at you, and you grinned at him playfully, before reaching both of your hands out to him and beckoning him towards you. 

He looked at your outstretched arms, and back to you, hesitating for only the briefest moment before giving in, taking his hands in yours and allowing you to pull him back to the comfort of the cushions. 

[swordsbardkat]

Don't forget to snog your wizard today

[riense]

Day 21 | The Weave

“It's like music, poetry, physical beauty all rolled into one and given expression through the senses”

Would you like to experience this?

[grymghoul]

GALE eats you out so good. He's devouring you. Nose brushing your clit levels of buried in your pussy. He's moaning and humming, like it's just as pleasurable to him as it is you. You'd think he'd be quite, because his mouth is full, but every opportunity he has to breathe, he uses it to speak lavish praises. His hands gripping your thighs to keep them spread, relishing in the way the muscle twitched under his palms. As much as he loved having his head caged between your legs, he wanted you open. You were louder like that. He was always desperate for your praise and you never let him go without when he was doing this. A hand gripping his hair, keeping it from falling in his face. He let your hips chase his mouth when he'd pull away for air. He loved hearing you say he was the best. That he was so good. That no one does it like this, that it's literally impossible for someone to be better. He'd gladly lap at you as long as you said things like that. His hips rolling into the mattress, gaining infuriating relief. Not enough to make himself feel better, it'd make the ache rise and fall with each time he'd grind against the mattress. His breaths hot and heavy against your cunt. Loud whines and whimpers before he'd snap out of it, going right back to his task. He loved how you came on his face. How you stuck to his beard and his senses taken up by you.

[dragonagitator]

Tara interrogating our Tavs about our intentions towards Gale and insinuating that we'll meet a terrible end if we ever hurt him and we're just sitting there thinking "I am receiving the Shovel Talk from a flying cat, what even is my life now."

[backfliips]

some bg3 couple commissions ive done recently teehee

[astarfruity]

Commission for sanchezlucienmd (twitter) She wanted Gale yapping and their Tav looking in love and I was happy to give in to that request! ▶ Waitlist for my commissions is open, feel free to dm me ❤