#aka Astarion and Gale

[themaskstayson]

Part two of my Wyll Origin Run

Still not sure who Wyll romancing but he will be sending out some flirty vibes to everyone "by accident" as a treat.

Gale is getting on board the Wyll train since Wyll was helping the children at the Grove, Gale decided to very early on confess his condition and then Gale was showing him magic tricks and Wyll pictured them holding hands on a romantic walk. I never picked the option and wanted to see what happens, plus it felt kind of in character.

Just some thoughts about the run below

I imagine that Gale and Wyll are getting close and talking about the Weave and how they draw their magic is different. Wyll showing Gale what magic items he found and going over which one Gale can consume.

I was leaning more towards Astarion cause Astarion and Wyll are my favorites but I also feel like I should explore the other romances and Karlach, Lae'zel, and Gale are the only ones I haven't touched at all... Wyll will continue being a slight flirt (mostly to make them lean towards romance but also I love the idea of Wyll flirting and not realizing he is but the man has 17 charisma let him do his thing) and I'll make a decision once the companions complain about it.

Though... The romantic in me and Wyll might lean towards Gale since Gale is kind of romantic, not as good as Wyll but pretty close. But monster hunter/monster HNNNG Both Astarion and Gale are damsels in distress, why can't I romance them both???

I did have Astarion bite me and said he can feed on me. I also defended him saying the others can leave if they don't like him being a vampire and Astarion loved that. So, we're on the way for Gale and Astarion to fight for my love tehe lol

Well, we're only level 3.5 and just got to the Blighted Village. Might pick up Karlach when I play later but the paladins are rough and I forgot to collect barrels....

[alonetogether]

a god finally answers your pleas or smth along those lines

[vole-mon-amour]

Halsin with a tummy. Halsin with a belly. Halsin with a hairy soft belly. Halsin with a bit of pubic fat. Not ripped Halsin.

(The man is literally a bear that hibernates during winter and has had problems with overeating and over-indulging (and those things rarely go away on its own, so I'm sure it's still in his mentality.) Larian, give him a bigger belly. Give him a BIG belly even. Larian, get rid of those damn abs. They're like a jumpscare to me every time I see them. He's way too ripped. So is Gale. So is Astarion (though there I can HC why he's like that—Cazador forced him to look conventionally attractive to lure more prey. He also wanted a prettier doll to have fun with himself.)

[ghost-proofbaby]

in honor of spotify wrapped day and wanting to feel human again maybe, let's do something i did back when i first joined writing on tumblr.

send me a number between 1-100, and a character (eddie munson, steve harrington, robin buckley, astarion, shadowheart, gale, etc.), and i'll write a little something-something.

[hungryhungryhalfling]

Bg3 companions when they learn the truth:

WHADDAYA MEAN WERE BEING CONTROLLED BY A DRUNK GIRL IN HER TWENTIES??!!!!!!!!

[gewhanaa]

Gale's earring has gone missing, and he has a prime suspect in mind.

It’s full of… treasure?

On second glance, Gale realizes it’s not all treasure. There are dozens of gems in a variety of shapes and colors, unfamiliar coins, and tangled piles of jewelry, but there’s also things of little value. Cutlery, buttons, marbles, nails; bits and bobs of all sorts. They’re all eye-catching; reflective, shiny, or brightly colored. It reminds Gale of the ravens that like to nest on the roof of his tower, their intricately built homes decorated with whatever scraps of beauty they could pilfer from the city below.

[nrvcntr]

other scenario i have with my tav involving astarion and gale:

- astarion notices immediately that gale likes her and probably “knows” before gale even does and teases him mercilessly about it

- one night he decides to push gale’s buttons and he goes over to tav and starts doing the “darling, why do you look so ravishing?” routine, which, to gale’s chagrin, she’s just chuckling away at

- then astarion is like “you must be so exhausted, let me help you unwind” and he starts rubbing her shoulders, which is like, mind melting for tired tav who just like goes limp

- so then astarion is like here lay down oh you know this would actually be easier if you weren’t wearing a shirt lemme just —

- cue gale standing over them being like “well i think that’s enough of that”

- tav gets up and is like hey gale also astarion did you - did you unhook my bra ???

[lixbf]

i was so productive in bg3 today fjsvcjdhd

[mephi-does-things]

Girl help I keep restarting my BG3 playthroughs the moment I reach act 3

[wyllzel]

i literally love wyll like i know he is just pixels and branching dialogues but my heart breaks for him... mizora visited camp for the 3rd time last night w her horrible contract (iykyk) and my tav only had FOUR options: 2 to convince wyll to take the contract, 2 to warn him against the contract... why is it on my tav to make this decision for him 😭 !!!?? yes i'm glad he trusts her (my??) opinion but that was way too much responsibility for me like i had to set my computer aside and lay down on my bed for like 5 min before i could bring myself to advise him to sign the contract 😭

[pennamepersona]

trying to experience some party variety in this playthrough + seeing if i can manage without a healer on hand

incidentally this has led me to putting gale in a hell of a situation by grouping him with me (dark urge), astarion, and lae'zel. i can only imagine how this turns out. surely he will be ok.

[queenaeducan]

It would have been rly funny encouraging Astarion to ascend after discouraging Gale from becoming a god ngl

[auburniivenus]

ＩＴ＇Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ Ａ ＨＵＲＲＩＣＡＮＥ

@estarion

[invinciblerodent]

TFW you're deeply exhausted, covered head to toe in COPIOUS amounts of rancid goblin blood, guts, and miscellaneous viscera, but babe chose this exact moment to tell you that he was kind of groomed by a goddess

Side note, love the persistent gore in this game- we just wrecked so much havoc that my boy's hair and beard are literally dyed red

It's supposed to be black

[a-quiet-autumn]

hi, sorry if i don't make any new sims posts for a while, i'm currently deep within the pits of baldur's gate 3 hell

[sky-scribbles]

Thinking about Gale's spellbook.

Not the old one, the one he carried when he was Gale, the Wizard of Waterdeep - a gorgeous, leather-and-silver bound thing that bulged with a lifetime's worth of accumulated knowledge. There were spells in there penned over wine and cheese with Elminster; in a flow state that bordered on the spiritual after a night with Mystra, remembering her instruction, the feel of her soul against his. That spellbook was the testament to his success, the proof that he had excelled beyond the excellent -

And then Mystra cut him off from the Weave, and it all become meaningless.

His own runes, rendered incomprehensible; beautiful spell-glyphs that turned from condensed power and knowledge to worthless pieces of art. He has to start anew, from the ground up - reforging his connection to the Weave without Mystra's guidance (without her, without), relearning schoolboy spells. Humiliatingly easy magic, the kind he used to do like it was breathing, except this time he has to study and work and try and try, Tara urging him on with firm but gentle words.

He learns different spells, now. Mage Armour, Shield, Magic Missile. Not the kind of spells that he'll ever need on a day-to-day basis; spells that'll keep him alive long enough when he makes an exodus to the depths of the Underdark, or the centre of some desert wastes, and goes supernova.

The new spellbook is a plainer thing, small enough to fit in a robe pocket (because extradimensional storage spaces are no longer things he can make with a thought). And then he's snatched by a Nautiloid, and... honestly, he'd swear that the spine just wants to hold onto blood-spatters, no matter how many times he cleans them out. The pages get spotted from all the times he's had to flick them open in driving rain; the corners get creased from being shoved in and out of his robes.

And absolutely nothing can protect it from the unstoppable force of his friends.

Karlach nearly sends the whole thing up in flames one night by gesticulating a bit too wildly. Wyll laughs too hard one night and sprays wine all over Gale's new notes on Abjuration. Scratch picks up the entire thing and runs off with it when Gale's back is foolishly turned, and it's only a stern talking-to from Halsin that saves the whole thing from becoming a chew toy.

Smiley cat faces, doodled on the pages in Yenna's untidy hand. A helpful comment from Karlach on the Fireball page: 'AKA FUCK YEAH LET'S GO!!!!' A few lines of Wyll's perfect handwriting, a memento from a long discussion about how infernal energies could enhance fire magic; a few observations from Shadowheart on warding enchantments. Some terse comments on psionic magic from Lae'zel that Gale finds himself weaving into his Shields, and they do seem to hold up a little better now. (Other hands on his spellbook! Touching the pages he carries close to his heart! The man he was would never have believed it.)

He thinks of them all, as he writes new spells. Counterspell, because nothing will touch them. Spells that will carry his people from danger and shield them from harm. He watches Astarion pace before the fire one night and inscribes Sunbeam with a cold smile of promise to Cazador; he glowers at Mizora over the edge of the pages as he ponders what spells would be best suited to killing a devil.

A wizard's spellbook, Elminster told him once, is a reflection of their soul. Gale of Waterdeep's spellbook was a marvel; perfect and polished and resplendant. Untouched by any hands but his own.

Gale Dekarios's spellbook is battered and beloved, covered on every page with the fingerprints of his friends.