#gale dekarios rp

[whomuses]

open rp || werewolf!Gale

"By the Gods, I have such a headache." Gale groaned, rubbing his fingertips over his brows, drawn in as they were. Such an unpleasant feeling; it was like his very gums were aching, must be the pressure it was putting on him. And on such a pleasant evening, too… sunset was approaching, the sky streaked with pink. He was tired; admittedly, more so than the day of fights might have actually needed. Maybe he was a little burnt out? The magic had not come so easily today, and more than once he'd found himself throwing himself into the battle, swinging with weapons rather than keeping his distance and --

Eyes snapped to the sky again. The last few nights they had barely been able to see it; clouded over, shadows and worse things, but - had they been on this journey so long? Fear shot through his veins as he jolted to his feet. Needed to get enough distance. Oh, no. With everything that had happened - maybe the tadpole would restrain it? Prevent it? It allowed Astarion to walk in the sun, but it wasn't a chance he could risk…

"Must get some more firewood!" he said, over-bright. "Shan't be long!" before he was turning, striding at a great pace towards the woods. His heart was starting to race, although that could be fear more than it was - his long time enemy.

[recitedemise]

𝙒𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙍𝘿𝙀𝙋𝙏𝙃𝙎. I was born to break, a shallow paradise. The monsters who haunt me will fade with time, and with the twist of my knife, sing sun killer lullaby. // An Independent Gale Dekarios from Baldur's Gate III. Read rules and about before interacting. / Screenshot.

[karsite-moved]

eclipsed my heart, hollow and whole. — karsite ; a private gale dekarios of baldur's gate 3. written by m. any pronouns. 25+

a study in ... man's folly, the unfortunate consequence of repeating history, the rise and fall from grace and the good and bad of ambition. ( please read the guidelines prior to following! )

[weavecursed]

𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑯𝑨𝑫 𝑵𝑶 𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑻𝑶 𝑨𝑺𝑲 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝑬 ! 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑪𝑨𝑺𝑻 𝑴𝑬 𝑶𝑼𝑻, 𝑹𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑴𝑩𝑬𝑹 ? ⸺ a private, selective and mutual exclusive blog for gale dekarios from baldur's gate 3. 21+ only. penned by anu.

[mystralweave]

❛If things were different, if we were home, I'd have taken time to do things properly. To say it all better. But time is short.❜

an independent, low-activity, & selective blog of gale dekarios from baldur's gate iii ⸺ penned by jw. & follows from justwanderingmuses

[ask-gale]

"Hello? Is this thing working?"

"This is Tara. Mr. Dekarios is asleep right now. He keeps gushing about how nice everyone in this little magical artifact is, so I thought I'd check it out for myself while he's not around."

Tara inspects the strange magical box with suspicion, trying to figure out how it works.

[milton-chamberlain]

[targarrus]

in honor of spending 100+ hours on my gale run

[elfsyellowflowerzart]

vampire bites can be so romantic

[spawnastarion]

[whomuses]

open rp || gale dekarios

Since Mystra had stabilised the orb, he had relaxed a little about it's threat. Of course, his death hung overhead; the weapon he was wielding was a danger to everyone around him. But in the last few days, it had been… aching. Not it's previous sickening, draining need for Netherese magic. Instead, a low, constant pain.

In the evenings, when he was tired, it seemed to ache worse, throbbing in his chest. The wizard had done his very best to not reveal it throughout the day's travels, but as they settled down for camp, he had slipped quietly away to his tent, leaving the cooking to one of the others tonight. Tucked behind a curtain, he ground his palm against the shape emblazoned in his skin, as if expecting that would ease the discomfort away.

[sasha199]

“I dunno about this guy…he seems like a ‘know it all.’ And why is wearing only one earring?”

An exact quote from my very first BG3 play through upon pulling Gale from a ‘dangerous’ looking portal.

“I would die for you, Gale of Waterdeep, but I still hate your earring.”

An exact quote from my most recent BG3 play through upon saving Gale from his own silly rizzard choices.

Sigh. We’ve come so far.

[averydavery]

how i imagine gale fell for my oc/tav

i mean, who doesn’t like a giant undead samurai? makes total sense to me! He’s a lil bit of stinker but all can be forgiven

also looking for an oc x canon novella rp of them with someone as gale if any yall interested

[circlesofkell]

Since the intimate night you spent with Gale at Moonrise Towers, he knows how you feel about Mystra and his fixation on the powers of the gods. But when Mystra summons him to an audience, the gravity of her demands threatens to tear you both apart. Tested under Mystra's hand in the chasm of the Weave's crushing weight, it will take the most divine of corporeal forces to bring Gale back to himself.

(Linked fic contains explicit sexual themes and language, 18+ only)

“Perhaps,” you smile in spite of yourself. “In any case… there could be some peon scrabbling in the dirt somewhere who may find you close enough to divinity just as you are.” 

He closes the distance between your bodies. “And who might that be, to confer such lofty praise on this ignoble wizard?”

“No one I know of!” You glance surreptitiously sideways, trying to evade his way of looking past your defenses, looking into you, looking through you. “It’s purely a hypothetical consideration.”

“Hmm, of course, purely hypothetical.” He slides an arm around your waist and takes your jaw delicately in his powerful hand. As you glance up from under your lashes to meet his lustrous gaze, your heart leaps into your throat and seizes against your will. “Hypothetically, of course,” he muses, “such a person could never be described as a scrabbling peon. Enchanting treasure, perhaps… celestial scion, probably. Resplendent idol of magnificence, almost certainly. But scrabbling peon? A woefully inaccurate depiction.” The torches flicker warm shadows across Gale’s face.

“Hypothetically, of course,” you smile coyly, “such a person would probably be quite taken with you under this torchlight… concentration could be off the table altogether.”

His cocky grin flashes bright in the low orange light of the braziers. “Perhaps I could think of some way to entice such a hypothetical person’s focus.”

Longing burns sweet and twisting in the pit of your belly, pulling you in closer toward the heat of Gale’s body. You slip your hand between the parting of his long robe and rest one finger on the waistband of his trousers. “Hypothetically,” you breathe, “such a person might entreat you to indulge her imagination a moment longer.”

He lifts one eyebrow slightly, a sliver of his tongue tracing the line of his white teeth across his enamored smile. “You know how I live to indulge you.”

[soundlessroom-archive]

"Don't stop me, I worked to hard for all of this." "I can't make you lose yourself." Act 3 Questline of Ceres

I kinda imagine Gale like this. And because I can you find under the cut other characters who were told by their creators would react the same way.

Rou by @ssalballoon :::

Alex by @siantary // @alexoiscello :::

Shayan by my Partner ♥

[theroguexvampire]

“Must be a very tiny hole. Ha!”