#galeposting

[kimberbohwrites]

You can’t sit there and tell me this wasn’t exactly how the planning meetings for BG3 went.

[yaoiconnoisseur]

BG3 gun mod, amirite?

full drawing without text

[rowanisawriter]

the gale cheek kiss always makes me laugh, this guy tells you he wants to fuck when you’re covered in blood and gore in the cursed darkness of the shadowed lands when NO ONE should be thinking about that and has a porn book just on his table and projects copies of himself for the freakiest sex scene in the game and then has a cheek kiss and looks surprised when you pull him in for a real kiss, he is ridiculous fr

[banal-nadas]

Gale

[phalaraluve]

his utter swaglessness and lack of critical thinking skills have bewitched me body and soul

[silent-words]

What Gale Feels Like for Tav

I've just thought what I like in Gale most, why I am drawn to him so much. And the answer is... warmth.

Of course Gale is warm, he is a mammal and certainly not undead (unlike some other companions). But he is warm also metaphorically.

Imagine yourself sitting by the river at night, shivering from and frustration because of the tadpole. And then you hear Gale coming to you with Dancing lights around him. His warm hand touches your shoulder, his warm eyes makes you relax, his warm tone of voice soothes your ears, his encouraging words fill your heart with warmth.

Or you sit by the fire your stomach empty, you feel yourself hollow – you exhausted your magic and/or your body. Gale gently calls out to you. You raise your head and look at him. With a smile on his face he gives you a plate with whatever dinner he has just cooked. It smells delicious. And when you start eating, the incredible warmth starts spreading through your body. Because Gale made it with care, or, maybe, even with love for you.

Or the Shadow-Curse gets into your bones, the bodies of dead refugees are etched on your eyelids. And you just weep in the corner of an abandoned barn. Then you feel warm hands around you. Gale hugs you tightly and tells you that he is with you. And his sheer presence melts an ice wall from your soul.

That's what I mean by Gale's warmth. Of course, sex with Gale is wonderful, but imagine hugging him, listening to him, eating the meals he cooked. Just looking into his eyes.

[laserlope-foundarock]

I made this from lovely screen photos by @ex-textura and thought others might need one.

[propenseverbosity]

Gale's Simulacrum Headcanons

Disclaimer: Yes, I am aware of the magic behind Gale's mirror image and know that it's not, in fact, a simulacrum. But I wrote this before I knew that, and I still think it's cute.

Anyway,

Gale and his Mirror Image (feat. a romanced Tav)

Gale’s projection has some form of sentience, since he can maintain the summon on his own without Gale there to maintain concentration (ie: for the death protocol) Which makes me wonder exactly how much of Gale’s personality is in there.

The portion of Gale’s mind that is open to him means he has a working memory of other times he’s been summoned. Over time, he becomes like a second Gale. A Purple!Gale if you will.

Gale summons Purple!Gale for many different reasons: Checking for ceremorphosis symptoms, instructing Tav on the steps for his resurrection, and of course, playing usher to his Act 2 date with Tav, but he also uses the image for more mundane purposes, like helping him trim his beard, or leaving messages at camp when he’s away.

Gale created a spell that was meant to provide a protocol for his projection interacting with his partner, but in doing so he accidentally gave the projection a crush on Tav.

Imagine Gale examining what is supposed to be his mirror image, when his mirror suddenly loses focus and starts staring past him at something in the distance with an adoring smile on his face. Gale has to turn around and see Tav talking to someone else in camp, and promptly remind Purple!Gale to pay attention.

Gale: "And where do you think you're looking, eh? Focus."

Purple!Gale: "Hm? Oh. Of course."

Gale: "Don't make me discorporate you."

Gale leaves his image outside his tent one night to leave a message for Tav, but Purple!Gale tries to strike up a conversation with his partner, slowly slipping in a few compliments or flirty lines (maybe even a few that Gale planned to use himself)

Tav is completely aware of Purple!Gale’s crush, and thinks it’s adorable. They’ll even go as far as to humor him sometimes and flirt back, because Gale being jealous of himself is way funnier than it needs to be.

Purple!Gale can see into Gale’s mind, but doesn’t possess the ability to lie, so he’ll occasionally reveal secrets about Gale to his partner without Gale knowing.

“Yes, when he returns from fetching breakfast, I do believe Gale will be joining you and the others on your quest today. He’s been rather excited by the prospect of seeing you in battle again.”

After the brain is defeated, and Tav moves into the tower with Gale, he uses Purple!Gale to help him get housework done after particularly busy days at the academy.

Gale promised his partner he’d clean up the tower by the time they got back, but he’s been grading papers all evening, so Purple!Gale helps out instead.

Tav comes home to find Gale asleep, and Purple!Gale in the kitchen doing the dishes.

“Welcome home. Fear not! I’ve completed the household tasks. Gale missed you very much today. In fact, he’s thinking of you as we speak.”

[edenorisshitposting]

Someone who knows how to make gifs, I need your help.

I think it would be of great service to the community if we had this gif

But with Gale in the wide brimmed hat

[half-metal-scientist]

this was too good to leave on TikTok 

[yeetmeoutthewindowdaddy]

Gale's got a big... vocabulary

Gale.

Gale with a breeding kink.

Gale with a breeding kink and a large vocabulary.

Gale with a breeding kink and a large vocabulary, who only becomes more verbose the hornier he gets.

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I love the fanfictions that have Gale's loquacious vocabulary inversely decrease as his horniness levels increase.

However, I haven't seen a fanfiction where Gale retains his erudition despite being insanely horny.

I aim to fix this.

I threw in a breeding kink because god let me live another day and I am making it everyone's problem.

I am the sovereign of cringe, yet even I cringed when writing this. There were several times while I was writing this that I wanted to crawl in a hole and die. I love Gale so very much— why did I do this to myself?

Enjoy!

:)

AN: I have a longer WIP fic where this scene is from. I'm posting this scene on its own because the fic its from was supposed to be a humorous story, but my emo ass turned it angsty. 💀

Warnings: breeding kink, scientific/ academic jargon, light smut, hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobiacs beware (not really tbh but when tf else will I ever be able to use that word?)

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You had thought that you knew what you'd signed up for when you eagerly agreed to explore Gale's breeding kink.

You never could have imagined that this would happen, though in hindsight you should've expected it.

Gale is man who, in his own words, has a "propensity towards verbosity."

His intelligence is one of the (many) things that made you fall in love with him. Normally, you found his scholarly ramblings to be quite erotic— even when they persisted during your love-making.

But everything, no matter how good, has a limit— and you'd found that limit when Gale was vigorously thrusting into you while excitedly babbling about breeding you.

"Please my rose, let me breed you, allow me to plant my virile seed deep within your fertile womb. Grant me the privilege of siring our progeny. It would be an honor to make you a primigravida. My deepest desire is seeing you heavily enceinte, I yearn to watch as your uterus distends your abdomen— to see you grow round with child. I long for you to bear our children, as many as you'll permit me."

His words, although sweet, immediately killed your arousal.

[yaoiconnoisseur]

BG3xFortnite collab when

[rowanisawriter]

She puts her hand in his hair and lets the strands slip between her fingers like she’s dreamed of doing so many times. Like she’s seen him do with the Weave. Her Lady’s essence, dancing between his fingertips.

i had the privilege of commissioning the wonderful @infernaldaydreams for art of the end of heretic, my exploration of religious trauma through a cleric of mystra tav/gale. i'm trying to be as normal as possible in this post but they have captured the scene utterly and this art is about to become my entire personality! thank you so much bestie!!

[banal-nadas]

“Have you read any books on the subject?”

[phalaraluve]

normal people log off. i want to be alone with the gale dekarios understanders

[silent-words]

Gale's Clavicle...

... is just beautiful, please, appreciate it.

That's all, thank you for your attention.