#gale of waterdeep

[rebvilla]

breakfast

[tadpole-apocalypse]

“You realize the Weave is making you one. You have to but imagine your desire, and Gale will know it”

Look, the narrator said their shared magical connection was very intimate, you can’t blame a girl for just thinking about it.

[orangekittyenergy]

A quick messy Gale doodle to chase away the blues

[geekygamergp]

So cool, lovely idea!

[klaradraws]

[swordsbardkat]

"You don't need to impress me, Gale. I'm no goddess."

"Yes, you are. Trust me, I would know."

[swankedofsauce]

Hey bestie I don’t think you realize how unbelievably excited I am for this fanfiction because I fucking love doctor who and BG3 and DND.

No 1 fan fr

Coming soon to AO3!

Art by @deannamb

The Doctor & Donna land the TARDIS in Baldur's Gate, excited to do their usual sightseeing

What could possibly go wrong?

Poster to my up & coming Baldur's Gate 3/Doctor Who crossover fanfic in the new year!

[galedekarios]

gale dekarios + text posts [3/?]

part 1 // part 2

[galespillowprincess]

😳

Good lort, I’m all tickly in me nether bits…

When I get so horny that I can't take it, I black out and write smut. So....

♡♡♡

You whimpered softly, the hairs of his beard scratching gently across your quivering thighs. You hovered above him, minding the pressure you put on his head as you braced yourself against the headboard. The copper taste of blood tinged your mouth, and you let go of your bottom lip, not realizing how hard you had been biting. You wriggled, moaning as his hot breath fanned across the expanse of your slit, sending jolts of warmth and wetness directly into his view. He groaned beneath you at the sight, and you felt him tense, lifing his head to reach your folds.

Licking a desperate path up your center, he shuddered, your taste flooding him. Above him, you mewled, your hips bucking of their own accord. "Hnngghh more, my love," he rasped, his usually honey-smooth voice rough and deep. You lowered down slightly further, jutting your rear end back as you further relied on the headboard, now pressing against your nipples. But it still wasn't enough for Gale. A frustrated growl rumbled through him, and his hands found your hips, fingertips pressing in.

"Apologies, my love, but this will simply not do," he murmured against your slit before yanking you all the way down. You saw stars as his tongue impaled you, swirling the circumference of your walls before finally settling on your clit. He laved at you so studiously, and you screamed out, the sound stuttering to a cry as he sucked you in, drinking you like water in the desert.

🤭🫠

Tagging, Darlings: @fanon-and-canon , @just-a-refrigerator , @micropoe10 , @charlenestrawart , @senualothbrok

[hellseur]

I luvvvv his babie cow eyes…

[narttart]

~ Good boy

NSFW ver. Available on the Patreon!

[an-excellent-choice]

I love other people's Tavs so much, usually I'm more possessive with my romanced blorbos but I really like the idea that in every universe, timeline or version a Tav always loves Gale.

That Gale is always loved and somebody always sees him for him.

[sharess-festhall]

All I have to do is picture Gale on his knees and I'm instantly wet. I need him to eat me out like he's starving. I need to tug his hair and hear him moan and see him look up at me with those big sad eyes. If I just heard him say "please" just once while kneeling in front of me and I'd probably come on the spot.

[rebvilla]

silly finger doodle cause my apple pencil broke👍

[dekariosclan]

Hey it's the NNN anon again

(At least I hope it is, I honestly completely forgot that I wrote that to you. I legit had to reread it to see if I did or didn't-)

Anyways,

Thank you for the delicious meal.

Also another thought,

Imagine Gale (somehow) succeeding NNN and Tav greatly rewarding him.

Well! Considering that we are now into DDD it seems an appropriate time to answer this one 😂

Full answer under the cut because it got spicy!

18+ only under the cut

So, I am a ‘Gale Cums Early’ truther for times when he desperately, ferally wants/needs Tav. I don’t consider that embarrassing or a flaw, I find it hot as hell.

And I feel like this would be one of those times.

He’s used up every last ounce of willpower to deny himself for an entire month. Would a starving man daintily pick at his food selection if a buffet were to suddenly appear before him? Or would he ravenously, gluttonously feast?

But wait, you might argue, he went without sex or masturbation for a whole year while the orb was embedded in his chest, and yet he managed to ‘control’ himself enough to make love to Tav with no…surprises…on that first night in the shadowlands.

Yes indeed—but he’d also had the benefit of nerves then. Of uncertainty about the future. Of not being able to fully lose himself in the experience because he’d needed it to be flawless for Tav as well as for himself.

And most importantly—he hadn’t yet known just how exquisite and magnificent and life-giving each of he and Tav’s unions would be, and how each time would improve upon the last.

None of the incorporeal lovemaking he’d had with Mystra could ever come close to the feeling of sheathing himself in Tav, their taste already on his tongue, their sweat and musk and arousal combining into the most intoxicating perfume he’d ever known—

—and GODS, the incomparable perfection of their thighs clenching around him—!

So you see, when No Nut November ends and Tav is ready to reward him, Gale is READY TO BE RELEASED UNLEASHED REWARDED.

And of course he wants to reward Tav, too—most desperately in fact, because even though they agreed fully with his plan, he wants to make up for lost time and the pleasures he’s denied them as well.

So when the night finally, finally arrives—

Gale, his fingers trailing lovingly down Tav’s cheek, neck, over their chest. Feeling an incomparable heat rising in him, as he lowers his mouth and takes a nipple between his teeth.

Tav running their hands down his back and clawing at his velvet nightshirt—because of course they insisted he wear it—and saying his name over and over like a prayer.

That same nightshirt being disposed of quickly—lest it risk getting torn apart—and Tav’s following. Gale taking one moment to look reverently at his beloved lying beneath him, before capturing their mouth and feasting. No magic necessary; all practiced tongue, gentle teeth, grasping hands, and a hunger that borders on desperation.

Tav’s hand running through his hair, their other hand running over his back. Feeling him harden as he ruts against their thigh. Moving their hand from his back to his stomach, trailing along until they feel his erection, his precum already seeping through his unlaced briefs. Cupping and squeezing his balls, running their hand along his throbbing length, up to the very tip, and then back down his shaft in time with each of his increasingly desperate thrusts, and—

Well.

When he collapses onto them, spent and panting into their neck, he will be nothing if not apologetic:

“Forgive me, my love. I am terribly, terribly out of practice, and you, well—you are simply intoxicating. A mere mortal such as myself does not stand a chance of withstanding your allure. Something that I’ve been aware of from the moment we first lay together.”

Then he’ll take their hand, palm-up, and kiss it deeply, while looking into their eyes.

“How fortunate, then, that I have restoration spells at the ready for just such an outcome,” he’ll whisper, and before Tav can blink, Gale will be guiding their hand to his hardened length once more.