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Remember to compliment your half-elf wife's pointy ears! 💜

I had the absolute pleasure of commissioning @infernaldaydreams for this amazing art featuring Gale and my pesky sorcerer tav Evie! ✨ As much as I enjoy writing about these two bantering, I really wanted to see them just enjoying each other and it turned out so beautifully! I'm very emotional right now!! This should replace all of the paintings in the Louvre!!!!!!

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26, 27 and 33!

thank you my lovely anon!

tav as a companion dialogue asks

26. Party banter with Gale

I want people to complain that Evie and Gale flirt too much if they're not romanced.

Gale: You know, Evie - if you were ever considering a more practiced approach to magic, I would be happy to teach you. Evie: And let all of this beautiful, free-spirited magic be snuffed out in a dreary classroom? Gale: (laughs) Of course not. Your boundless potential would soar along the strands of the Weave. I only thought it might be...educational if we went there together. Evie: Wha - I - um...ma-maybe.

27. Party banter with Wyll

Evie: Are you excited to get back to Baldur’s Gate high society, Wyll? Wyll: Ah, I'm not entirely sure. There's so much - gossip and scandal. Evie: (happy sigh) There sure is.

33. Party banter with Minthara

Minthara: "Evie. I don't like it. Women need strong, powerful names to reflect their stations." Evie: "It's a nickname." Minthara: "Gods, going by a nickname. You're worse off than I thought."

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Bliss Spores

Pairing: Gale/Female OC Rating: Explicit Word Count: ~7k

Summary: “Do you trust me?” Evie asked. Her eyes, like warm honey, stared at him intently.

This was the natural stopping point. The point where it was obvious Gale had forgotten that he was supposed to be the responsible one, the one to keep them both out of trouble. Staring at the soft curves of Evie’s body, her hand under his shirt - those were amusing, one-off accidents. Now was the perfect time for Gale to gently guide Evie’s hand away and tell her she should try to get some sleep.

“I trust you,” Gale said hoarsely.

Well, he tried.

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My Underdark sex pollen contribution for 2024

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Hunger

Pairing: Gale/Female OC Rating: Explicit Word Count: ~5.6k

[inspired by a prompt from @dragonagitator]

Summary:

Gale is far from home when the orb inside of him begins demanding powerful arcane energy. Unfortunately, he happens to be trapped in a locked room with nothing but his wits and the clothes on his back.

Oh, and one sorcerer. He does have one of those too.

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party favors

Pairing: Tav/Everyone! Rating: Teen Word Count: 3.8

It's Evie's birthday and everyone in camp owes her a kiss! Participation is mandatory! --

“It’s a wonderful Faerûn custom, and extremely important in our realm.”

“I’ve never heard of it,” Shadowheart said lightly.

“Shadowheart doesn’t remember a lot of things,” Evie said to Lae’zel. “It’s tragic, really. But birthday kisses are practically sacred, especially to half-elves.”

“I’m a half-elf,” Shadowheart chimed in.

“So much of her mind is missing. Doesn’t it break your heart?”

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Me: Evie is annoying

Reader: Evie is annoying (affectionate, i love her, she's so funny)

Me: You think she's annoying?

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evie and her top 3 companions Starbucks orders please

Evie is always drinking iced coffee, even in winter. She tries every seasonal, limited time drink at least once and ends up adding more espresso.

Gale doesn't really like Starbucks. He has an elaborate routine with his French press at home and much prefers that coffee. If forced into a Starbucks he'll probably get a simple drip coffee with milk or maybe even tea. Tries Evie's weird seasonal latte and declares it too sweet but has a few more sips anyway.

Is the drink Shadowheart ordered even caffeinated? It looks like it's mostly caramel and she orders the largest size. Loves pumpkin spice latte season but doesn't advertise it.

Lae'zel drinks a big Americano and takes a nap right after to get extra awake juice.

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I have this fic idea that's too complicated for me to wrangle right now. But basically late in the game, Evie and Gale are in a relationship and through some magic mishap Gale swaps places with a Gale from a universe where they aren't dating and aren't even very close.

And relationship!Gale is very upfront with this other Evie. Basically telling her right off the bat, "Hey, where I'm from we have this whole other intimate relationship but I know that you're a different person and I hope we can work together on getting me back home without it being weird. Thanks, little buddy :)."

And of course Evie tries to act like she's not bothered and says they don't have to talk about it but it makes her absolutely CRAZY! This Gale is so sweet and helpful and eventually she starts subtly angling for more information about their life together. How did they start dating, is it very serious, is relationship!Evie really that different from her? She would be so baffled and fascinated and trying to pretend she isn't.

And when relationship!Evie realizes this Gale isn't in love with her, she would keep their relationship from him and ask the squad not to tell him either. Even here she kind of instinctively hides her feelings and doesn't want to make things weird with this Gale while they work on a magic solution. I think she's also kind of hurt having to picture a reality where some minor thing made Gale not love her and doesn't want to think about it too hard. But eventually Gale intuits the sort of relationship she and the other Gale have because even though she's technically someone else, and even with a different foundation underneath them, he's one of the only people that can tell what Evie's feeling, even through her deliberate obfuscation.

Anyway, I just really want this scene where Evie is very upset and relationship!Gale offers to give her a hug because "when my Evie is upset she likes being near someone." And the hug feels soooo nice and is the Gale that she knows really that different? Has she misjudged him or are they just incompatible?

The Evie and Gale who are dating would be missing each other so bad, even just for the few days I think they'd be apart. Worried maybe they'll never see each other again and not finish this journey together. And the ones who aren't dating would be going through an absolute meltdown trying to figure out if this all means anything.

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And Everything After

Pairing: Gale/Female OC Rating: Explicit Word Count: ~5.8k [this work is the conclusion to a series. enjoy from the beginning]

Summary: “Something on your mind?”

“Oh, nothing important,” Gale said. His discontent drew hard lines on his face and made him seem like a stranger. “Our predicament. The future. And you know - I keep turning something over in my mind. Something you said the other day.”

Evie’s stomach lurched. She hadn’t seen the teeth of this conversational trap until Gale sprang it on her. She felt naive for thinking she might have been able to avoid it once.

“You said I was only interested in your body and your magic.”

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Wherever You Go

Pairing: Gale/Female OC Rating: Mature-ish Word Count: ~11.4k

Summary:

Two actors, one whose star is on the rise and one who has seen better days, find themselves seated side by side on a plane.

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“You should have just said something, I’m an actor too.”

“Ah!” Gale said excitedly, some of his nerves dissolving. Knowing they had something in common made her seem more like a human instead of a visitor from an extremely chic planet of extraterrestrials. “A fellow thespian, a treader of the boards.”

Emboldened, Gale held his hand out to her and Window Seat’s hand was soft and warm when she took it.

“I’m Gale. Gale Dekarios.”

“Treader of the boards,” she repeated, shaking her head but still amused. “I feel like I know everything about you now.”

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Oh, there's a final Gale kiss at the morphic pools with a hug :((((

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Characters I've shipped Evie with, ranked by how likely it is that they would have kids together:

(fwiw I don't think Evie would prioritize having children and would even be sort of nervous about becoming a parent)

Wyll - almost certainly. He'd be super psyched, would tell her it was important to him, and would demonstrate often how good he is with children. Also if this is my arranged marriage au they would probably go into it expecting to have a child.

Halsin - also enthusiastic but more likely to let Evie come around to it on her own than outright asking her. When they meet, Evie would still have like 150+ possible years still left to her lifespan so neither of them would rush. But I think one day she'd just see him playing with one of the Reithwin orphans and be like "Oh fuck..."

Gale - 80-90% chance they would just enjoy their magical dual income no kids lifestyle but that leaves a 10-20% chance that they would do it. Neither of them have any capacity for baby talk and talk to their infant like they're an adult.

Shadowheart - I'm still kind of figuring out what kind of post-game life Evie and Shadowheart would both be happy with. I can maaaaaaaaaybe see them deciding that one of them should get pregnant but certainly not right away.

Astarion - I cannot imagine a scenario in which they would have a kid on purpose.

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Forever is a Long Time

Pairing: Gale/Female OC Rating: Mature Word Count: ~3.6k

Summary: Evie has settled into life in Waterdeep but she’s not quite sure if she’s ready to settle down. ---- “People always make jokes about married couples being boring.” It sounded extremely petulant when Evie actually said it out loud. “What if I’m sick of him in ten years and we’re both boring and mean?”

“You could be sick of him in ten years anyway!” Karlach insisted. “Or Gale could be your husband. He'd be by your side through anything and you could be really, really happy together. Babes, you gotta seize your own fucking life, you know? No one's gonna show up at your door with a letter telling you you’re ready for the big shit now.”

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They make me SICK, I yell as I screenshot every time they look at each other.

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Cure Wounds

Pairing: Shadowheart/Female OC

Rating: Teen

Word Count: ~800

[under the cut but also on AO3]

Summary:

Cure Wounds (5e):

A beautiful woman you touch regains - uh. No, that’s not...uh, hang on…

A creature you touch regains a number of hit points equal to 1d8 + your spellcasting ability modifier.

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“Where does it hurt?” Shadowheart asked.

“Everywhere!” Evie insisted, her pout even fuller than usual because of her split lower lip. “That Loviatar freak nearly killed me.”

“He barely touched you. You would know if he was trying to kill you.”

Evie rolled her eyes. It was her default response to most things Shadowheart said to her.

“Sorry, I forgot you Sharrans walk around all day whipping each other like you’re at the worst sex party in Faerûn.”

“Loviatar is the goddess of pain,” Shadowheart reminded her. “And you should be thankful to be touched by her divinity. People give up much more for much less than the blessing you received.”

“Well, I feel like I was touched by a boulder,” Evie said tartly. “So excuse me if I’m not overly grateful.” 

Shadowheart sighed angrily. It was her default response to most things Evie said to her.

“If you sit down and stop talking, maybe I can find it in my heart to heal you.”

“Gods, finally,” Evie said, rubbing at a spot against her side.

They sat facing each other on two of the crates that seemed to be stuffed into every corner of this old Selûnite temple. Shadowheart didn’t want to think too much about what the goblins might be transporting in such large quantities.

She removed her gloves and placed one hand on the side of Evie’s neck and the other on her collar, just above her heart. The steady thump of Evie’s heartbeat was clear in every place their skin touched.

“You could thank me, you know,” Shadowheart said.

“Thank you for doing your job?” Evie muttered darkly and closed her eyes.

In a flash of anger, Shadowheart considered casting a necrotic spell instead but decided she didn’t want to have to explain it to Lae’zel and Karlach when she found them. Lae’zel thought she was enough of a danger already. Better to wait until Evie’s attitude had an audience anyway so no one would judge her.

The blessing of her goddess and a bit of Shadowheart’s own life force flowed through her hands in a wave of healing energy. For a brief moment, Shadowheart could feel the magic inside of her tethering itself to Evie’s, encouraging her body back to full health, soothing all of the tender aches and bruises.

Evie sighed with relief and Shadowheart felt the exhale under her hand and against her own lips. She didn’t quite recall leaning in so much, close enough that she could watch the cut on Evie’s lip seal itself shut and count each dark eyelash fanned out against her cheek.

They were still close enough to breathe each other in when Evie’s eyes fluttered open and Shadowheart felt like a wide, warm hand had placed itself lovingly around her throat. Evie’s eyes were a peculiar elven gold shade, a color typically only found in the most pure amber gemstones. She brazenly let those eyes drift down to Shadowheart’s mouth and took her time lifting them back up to connect their gazes.

Shadowheart couldn’t even blink.

Evie tilted her head into Shadowheart’s touch and smiled mischievously. Did she know?

“Thank you, Shadowheart,” she said, voice like warm honey. Just like the color of her eyes.

“Ah!” Shadowheart cried out and cradled her hand to her chest as a lick of pain shot through it, traveling straight up to her elbow this time.

“Oh,” Evie said softly, reaching for her. When Evie leaned forward, her legs came together and pressed against both sides of Shadowheart’s knee.

“What -” the words drifted from Shadowheart’s head as Evie coaxed her injured hand away and pressed it firmly between both of hers. The wound throbbed in a discordant harmony with Evie’s pulse.

“I’m sorry I’m not as good at healing as you are. Unless -”

She lifted Shadowheart’s hand nearer to her face, the implication clear.

I could kiss it better.

Shadowheart yanked her hand away, breathless as the tension snapped like a frayed rope. Evie blinked and then tossed her golden head back to laugh.

As Evie smiled, Shadowheart remembered why she couldn’t stand her. Everything was a joke to her. Even knee deep in a goblin’s den she was wasting time goofing off and batting her eyelashes. 

She always found time to complain, and laugh, and go on and on about the comfortable life she would return to when this was all over. Evie wasn’t meant for a life like this, a hard one on the road. She would be eaten alive before they reached Baldur’s Gate and Shadowheart wouldn’t miss her. 

“Come on,” Evie playfully slapped Shadowheart’s thigh as she stood. “Let’s go catch up with the others.”

Shadowheart followed a few steps behind Evie so the other woman couldn’t easily engage her in conversation. Instead she focused on scanning the area for danger and massaging the ache from her palm. She blamed the heaviness inside of her rib cage on the wound’s lingering effects.

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no secrets

Pairing: Shadowheart/Female OC Rating: Mature Word Count: under 2k Summary: “Shadowheart,” Evie said softly outside her tent. “Are you still awake? If you’re not, you have to get up anyway because I’m here.”

“I’m up.” Shadowheart opened the tent flap and let Evie enter. “Is this a wine conversation?”

“Definitely.” ---- Evie can always tell Shadowheart anything.

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