#guys running shorts

[ragefitofficial]

The Best Men’s Running Shorts: According to Runners

Choosing the perfect running shorts for men can feel overwhelming with so many options. Whether you're an avid marathon runner, a gym enthusiast, or someone who enjoys a casual jog, the right men’s running shorts make all the difference. At RageFit gym wear, we’ve got the perfect selection to suit every need. In this guide, we’ll break down what to look for and answer some common questions to help you find the best running shorts for men.

Why the Right Men's Running Shorts Matter?

The right running shorts men wear should be comfortable, breathable, and supportive. Ill-fitting shorts can cause chafing, restrict movement, or ruin a good workout. Choosing shorts designed for your activity level ensures maximum performance and comfort.

Features to Look for in Men’s Running Shorts

Material Matters: Lightweight, moisture-wicking fabrics like polyester blends are ideal. They keep sweat away and reduce the risk of irritation.

Length Options:

Short (3-5 inches): Ideal for long runs and races.

Medium (5-7 inches): A versatile choice for gym workouts or casual jogs.

Long (7-9 inches): Perfect for those who prefer more coverage or want shorts for cross-training.

Pockets and Storage: Look for designs with secure pockets for keys, energy gels, or phones. Zippered or hidden pockets are handy.

Liners: Some running shorts men's styles come with built-in liners, eliminating the need for separate underwear and providing extra support.

Adjustable Waistbands: A drawstring or elastic waistband ensures a snug fit, keeping the shorts in place during intense workouts.

Top Picks from RageFit’s Collection

1. Performance 2-in-1 Shorts

For those who prioritize both support and style, these men's running shorts feature a compression layer and outer lightweight shell. Perfect for weightlifting and sprints, these are available to shop online in multiple colors.

2. Lightweight Runner’s Shorts

Designed for long-distance runners, these ultra-light shorts have breathable mesh panels and are ultra-light. A must-have for summer runs, they’re now available to buy online at RageFit.

3. All-Purpose Training Shorts

Whether you’re hitting the treadmill or lifting weights, these shorts strike the right balance between flexibility and durability.

Benefits of Buying Men’s Running Shorts Online

Convenience: Skip the hassle of visiting stores and order online from your home.

Variety: Online shopping offers a wider range of styles, sizes, and colors.

Exclusive Deals: RageFit frequently features online-only discounts on running shorts for men.

FAQs

1. What’s the ideal length for running shorts?

It depends on your preference and activity:

For competitive runners: Shorter lengths (3-5 inches) are best for freedom of movement.

For gym workouts or casual runs: Medium lengths (5-7 inches) provide versatility.

For added coverage: Longer lengths (7-9 inches) are ideal.

2. Are liners in running shorts necessary?

Liners provide support, reduce the need for additional underwear, and prevent chafing. If you prefer more freedom, opt for linerless designs and pair them with moisture-wicking briefs.

3. How do I ensure a good fit when I shop online?

Check the size guide for measurements and read customer reviews. RageFit’s detailed product descriptions make it easy to choose the right size for your body type.

Why Choose RageFit for Your Running Shorts Men Collection?

RageFit is committed to delivering high-quality, performance-driven gym wear. Our men's running shorts are designed with athletes in mind, ensuring comfort, durability, and style. You can explore our range and order online today to elevate your workout wardrobe.

With so many options available, finding the perfect running shorts for men doesn’t have to be a chore. Shop with RageFit and experience the difference in premium gym wear.

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

IF FOUL LEGACY WAS A SKIN FOR TARTAGLIA IT WOULD BE OVWR FOR YA’LL

GOD YOU'RE TELLING ME I WOULD LITERALLY START SCREAMING AND YOU'D BE ABLE TO HEAR IT

also i had to do a little non-Melusine SAGAU snippet i couldn't resist okay

you've never bought one of the skins before, not at that price! sure, you picked up the free ones whenever there were certain events, but never the five-star skins. there just weren't any skins that appealed to you enough to incentivize you to spend money- they were pretty, yes, but an empty pretty. nothing you couldn't already get from the characters' base outfits. until, that is, someone came up with the absolutely brilliant idea of giving Childe a skin. specifically, a skin of Foul Legacy, and oh goodness, it was OVER for you. the Eleventh Harbinger was always one of your favorites, his final boss phase even more, and now you could walk around with Legacy in the overworld with just a simple skin. you groan, burying your head in your hands, the screen bright before you. Foul Legacy stares back at you, unmoving yet still as beautiful as when you last saw him

so obviously, you bought the skin

Foul Legacy blinks, the brightness of the sun momentarily blinding him- the sun? no, that's not right. he's only allowed in the Golden House usually, waiting patiently for the next battle. and yet it's true, that's the sun right there, and the sky and the clouds and the birds flying overhead. a chirp falls from his fanged maw, turning slowly in a circle to examine his surroundings in a field of lush grass, a lake and city in the distance. free and breezy along the wind

he hears someone, quietly, as if they're from a long distance. whispering tenderly to him, calling him the best monster in the world. the voice- you- wraps around him like silk, soft and shimmering like his wings. Legacy only hears you some minutes in the Golden House each week, and now you're here, his favorite, beside him in spirit

the Abyssal monster trills and croons in the middle of the wilderness, and the stars of Teyvat shine a little brighter that night

[m00ngbin]

HIII chapter 3 :3

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

Baizhu design :V ? For funsies totally not going to draw him or anything

had way too much fun with this one hahah

[mickdalena]

always so funny to me to see ppl from the 60s wearing like hoodies and t-shirts and sneakers like people do now. if this was in colour it would be 2009

[raycatzdraws]

Toon Link is aiming through his skull.

I main as Young Link and Toon Link in ssbu and thought it might be fun to tweak their designs a bit based on the alt costumes I wear and how I play. Their names are Zip and Zop (interchangeably) with botw Link as Zap.

[dogt3eeth]

I finished my Karlach origin run last week and I'm missing it, so I drew the traveling party. Inspo drawing included :3

[roach-works]

Arthur Carrway, lord of the manor | Rich Merril, his secretary | Rafael Caro, an actor

sometimes you just gotta stay up late and make moodboards for your characters.

we're getting close to done on the next full-length novel, Run Aground, and i'm hype as all hell.

(the michigan fleet series can be found here!)

[duckdodger]

hii helloo so for tje tmnt mm request thingie maybe donnie listening 2 kpop !! with his headphones just vibin:3

kicking off the end of the year with donnie vibing 🕺🕺 !!

[ragefitofficial]

What Makes the Best Men's Shorts for Running and Exercise?

Running is an exercise that requires a lot of thought as the goal is to last as long as possible while maintaining the peak condition. A men's shorts for running should be designed to provide the most optimal conditions for a long run. Are you planning on shopping online for gym shorts? Well then in this article I'll tell you what to look for in your chosen shorts.

The Fabric of the Men’s Exercise Shorts

The foremost thing that you have to look at while purchasing guys running shorts is the fabric. Now we know that synthetic fabrics are the best choice in any physically exerting activity and running is no exception. 

Cotton ones would have made a great choice, too, since they are lightweight and provide good breathability. However, they simply retain sweat and take too long to dry. Instead, it's best to choose polyester and nylon fabrics, as they will dry quickly and are also lightweight. 

Avoid Chafing and Discomfort

For most guys in running shorts, one key problem is the discomfort of chafing and skin irritation it causes. And that is what you should aim to avoid with a suitable selection of gym wear. So when you are shopping online for gym shorts, remember to look for those that come with inner liners or anti-chafing seams. They will reduce the friction between the fabric and your legs and allow you to avoid that uncomfortableness. 

The Suitable Length for the Male Track Shorts

The length of the men's shorts for running can also vary and with that varies the level of comfort with it. Here I have gone through the various lengths that professional athletes suggest and what is generally the best length for men.

If you are planning on running short distances, doing gym workouts, or running in hot weather then choose short shorts. These sit well above your knees giving you a lot of breathability and are hence most suitable for short exercises.

If you are planning to participate in long runs like marathons or trying to combine both active and casual wear then go with the shorts of 6-7 inch lengths. They will provide you more cover and protection for the long runs and at the same time, they are more suited for normal wear too. 

What About the Pockets?

For the guys in running shorts, the pockets are always a point of thought. Should they choose one that has pockets, they can't keep anything in it during runs as it will bounce about. However, most still choose shorts with pockets as they give more utility. Overall, it's a good idea to get a short with pockets just be more aware of what you keep in it.

Which Terrain Are You Going for?

Although its not always that you would be choosing some exotic terrain for your runs, it's a great idea to prepare based on that. If you are someone who commonly runs in the garden or the gym, then its best to go with a softer and more breathable fabric. For uneven areas like beaches or trails go for the elastic but durable fabric. It helps you maintain your temperature better too.

Time to Make Your Pick

Well, hopefully, the article has helped you decide on what type of running shorts you should choose. Remember the most important aspect while choosing any clothes has to be the comfort it offers. So always choose the short that fits you the best, is snug, and at the same time is breathable. If you are looking for the perfect men's shorts online, the large catalog of RageFit will suit you the best. Scroll through it and you can find the perfect short to buy online for sure.

FAQ’s

Why do men wear short shorts when running?

The main reason why men prefer to wear short shorts when running is both for comfort and style. These short shorts are lighter and more breathable hence more comfortable. At the same time, they are a style icons with many celebrities sporting them.

What is the best length for men's running shorts?

The best length for the men’s running shorts mostly depends on the type of run, season and even their personal preferences. However generally most men prefer 6-7-inch shorts that are neither too long nor too short, giving the perfect balance.

What do guys wear under running shorts?

Though it's mostly based on personal preferences, most runners wear shorts with liners and find that alone to be the best option. For some, innerwear or boxer briefs would result in chafing. While some prefer to wear one as they believe liners don't hold enough. 

[hauntingsunshine14]

summer olympics 2028 in a universe with no exy we have:

star gymnast neil josten

heavyweight champion andrew minyard

tennis pro kevin day

rugby goddess allison reynolds

d pole laxer matt boyd

marathon swimmer renee walker

volleyball libero aaron minyard

hockey forward dan wilds

synchronized diver nicky hemmick

[princyvish]

looonnng sigh

[darkfluffydragon]

Phantasmagoria Short: Regular Week

Trigger Warnings: Blood/jam, mind control, Phantas

The moon hung high in the velvet sky, its silvery glow spilling through tall arched windows and illuminating the marble hallways in a serene, haunting light. The air was cool and still, steeped in quiet. Pure Vanilla walked carefully, his steps making almost no sound against the polished floors. His mind drifted in a pleasant haze, thoughts scattered like dandelion seeds on the wind. Contentment rested heavily in his chest.

He had been cleaning the grand chambers earlier. Dusting forgotten bookshelves, smoothing out impossibly soft blankets, and rearranging strange, elegant ornaments whose purposes still eluded him. His hands worked with practiced precision, driven by a deeply ingrained routine he didn’t recall learning but followed without question.

When the time came, he prepared a meal. The kitchen was a maze of dark stone counters and brass fixtures, its only illumination the soft glow of enchanted lanterns. He cooked methodically, savoring the familiar rhythm: chopping, stirring, plating. The scents of roasted herbs and sweet jelly filled the air.

He served the meals in the grand dining hall, where shadows were cast across towering columns and rich, midnight-blue tapestries embroidered with swirling silver threads. Shadow Milk was already seated at the far end of the long table, clad in his elaborate blue jester-like attire. His smile was twisted, his eyes aglow with an odd amusement.

Pure Vanilla set the plates before him, bowing low. He straightened—

Darkness.

…

Pain struck like a falling axe. His head felt as though it were splitting open, molten iron searing through his skull. He staggered, clutching his temples, breath coming in ragged gasps. A voice, familiar, alien, howled within his mind.

‘Remember! Remember! You have to remember!’ It screamed, desperation clawed at his consciousness like agonising rusted nails.

When his staff’s eyes snapped open again, he was standing upright. The dining hall was silent once more. Shadow Milk was still seated at the same spot, watching him. The plates before them were empty, practically licked clean. Pure Vanilla’s tongue tingled with an aftertaste he couldn’t place, a phantom sensation that filled him with sickening unease.

Shadow Milk tilted his head, gaze sharp, and dismissed him with a flick of his hand.

No words were spoken between them.

Numb, Pure Vanilla turned and walked from the room, each step heavier than the last. The pain in his head pulsed, a writhing, crawling sensation burrowing into his thoughts like squirming worms. His heart throbbed with something raw, something wrong, though he couldn’t grasp what it was. He didn’t dare look back.

The moment Pure Vanilla Cookie stepped out of the grand dining hall, the strength in his legs gave out. He stumbled forward, collapsing against the cold wall with a dull thud. His trembling hand shot up to his mouth just as a thick wave of scarlet jam spilled past his lips, staining his pristine robe.

He coughed violently, each convulsion ripping through his body like jagged claws. The metallic taste of jam coated his tongue, searing his throat with its sickly sweetness. His chest heaved as he struggled for air, the pain twisting inside him like living things writhing beneath his dough. He felt as though he was being hollowed out from the inside, as though something had ripped and torn his very soul apart.

Footsteps echoed softly down the corridor. He barely registered them through the haze of agony.

“Your Majesty.”

The voice was calm but laced with unmistakable concern. Pure Vanilla Cookie’s eyes snapped upward, wide and unfocused, meeting the emerald gaze of Wind Archer Cookie. His bow was slung across his back, though his hands hovered near it instinctively, as though ready to defend.

Pure Vanilla’s breath hitched at the title, something flickering in his mind—‘Your Majesty…?’—but the thought was lost almost as quickly as it came, drowned in the sea of burning pain and crawling nausea.

“I… I’m all right,” he whispered hoarsely, barely hearing his own voice over the pounding in his head. “I’ve… experienced this… many times before… in my years of service to Shadow Milk Cookie.”

The name left his lips like a confession, tinged with both respect and something much like resignation. His head throbbed violently, forcing him to bite back another wave of coughing. He pressed his trembling hand harder against his stained mouth, as though he could hold the rest of the scarlet jam inside.

Before Wind Archer Cookie could respond, Pure Vanilla turned and walked away, his steps uneven but determined. He didn’t dare meet the knight’s gaze again, couldn’t bear to see what might be reflected there…pity, suspicion, fear…

He didn’t see the deepening frown on Wind Archer’s face, nor the way his hand clenched tightly around the grip of his bow.

The cold hallway stretched endlessly before Pure Vanilla, its moonlit silence pressing down on him like a suffocating shroud. The crawling, burning sensation still writhed beneath his skin, and somewhere, deep within his fractured mind, something remembered. Something cried.

But he kept on walking.

The days bled together in a haze of quiet servitude.

Pure Vanilla Cookie moved through the grand halls of the castle like a restless specter, performing his duties with wordless precision. He swept vast rooms filled with cold, empty chairs, polished enchanted mirrors that never reflected his true face, and prepared meals he never remembered tasting.

His mind was wrapped in a soothing fog that dulled the edges of reality. The crawling ache in his chest never fully faded, but he learned to ignore it, as he did the lingering taste of jam.

And so a week passed, each day a seamless repetition. It was a carefully choreographed play where Pure Vanilla Cookie knew only his role as a servant. He existed only to obey.

Until the summons came.

His heart thudded faintly in his chest, though he couldn’t quite grasp why. He simply lowered his head, hands folded neatly before him, and stepped through the great double doors. They reminded him of the jaws of a great beast, waiting to swallow him whole.

At the far end of the hall sat Shadow Milk Cookie, draped across the silver throne in a far too comfortable way and his mouth curled into that ever-knowing grin.

“Come closer,” Shadow Milk laughed, words honeyed with amusement and a teasing tone.

Pure Vanilla obeyed without question, steps slow but steady, until he stood at the foot of the throne. His head remained bowed.

Shadow Milk Cookie rose fluidly from the throne and reached into the shadows at his side. From the darkness, he drew forth a crown. It gleamed gold, with twisted, curved points wickedly sharp like horns.

Without a word, he held his arms out and let it fall.

The crown struck Pure Vanilla’s head with a clang. Its jagged edges bit into his dough. His knees buckled as enchantment shattered like glass, unravelling his thoughts while shards of forgotten memories cut deep into his mind.

He remembered.

A throne of light, radiant and warm. A kingdom built on hope and kindness. The weight of responsibility and love, burdens he had carried willingly. Friends who stood beside him. A war. Betrayal. A silver tree, cut by his own hands.

His breath hitched, agony tearing through his chest. He collapsed to the cold marble floor, trembling. His hands clawed at the ground, trying to steady himself against the flood of memories pouring back with relentless force.

“I…” His voice cracked, hoarse and disbelieving. “I was… a king…”

Shadow Milk Cookie loomed over him, smile widening into something cruelly triumphant. He crouched down, tilting his chin up with a gloved finger, his gaze burning with cold delight.

“Yes,” Shadow Milk cackled, “You were.”

Pure Vanilla’s vision dimmed, exhaustion dragging his thoughts back into the pleasant haze.

“…This…this game of yours.” He mumbled, slowly pulling the parts of himself back together. “…How very cruel…”

“But it was fun~”

He did not have the energy to respond.

[ancha-aus]

RealAgeAU Drabble - Parentalbond Horror

*grinning* I am baaaaaaaack!! @spotaus get over here :D

So. I had the difficult choice on which drabble i wanted to write so For now I settled on this one because I haven't had the chance to write a drabble with Horror's pov since a while and that is a crime.

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Horror checks the windows again before turning back to the couch and seeing Nightmare just staring at him.

Horror tils his skull "sleep will be easier if you actually lay down...." And he looks pointedly at the couch.

Nightmare gains that stubborn glint in his sockets again as he huffs "I am fine. Not tired at all." he looks at the pile of bags in the corner of the room wishfully.

Horror has to keep his chuckling inside as he answers "Shame then that it is bedtime for young skeletons." And adult skeletons. Horror glances at the other three. All KO on the other couch, all still dressed in their normal clothes and none of them actually finished their meals.

Horror will have to pack up the leftovers. Make sure nothing goes to waste. But he will let them sleep for now and just make them eat a big breakfast. But all three had been running themselves ragged lately. Especially after the last encounter they had had with the Stars.

It meant they have been making more jumps and teleports and not going out as much to collect things to make it easier for them.

Horror walks over to them and puts one of the blankets in this apartment over them, he doesn't bother to try and pull them away from one another. The four of them always had the habit of sleeping in a pile and that habit only got worse once they started searching for Nightmare and reclaimed him.

Horror checks Ngihtmare's plate and smiles "You finished it all today." No wonder he is grumpier and more active than usual.

Nightmare pulls a face and crosses his arms. Horror walks over and nudges him at his shoudler "Sleep time." and he waits.

Nightmare grumbles more as he pushes the blankets and pillows around. Horror just crosses his arms as he waits. Nightmare huffs but lays his skull down on the pillow and glares at him.

Horror knows he is grinning but he is proud to say he doesn't actually snort or laugh at the grumpy face Nightmare is pulling. instead he moves closer slowly, the first week of watching Nightmare flinch at every movement and sound had been horrible, and puts the blanket over him as well.

Nightmare doesnt complain about it. Most likely becuase he just saw Horror do the same for the other three.

Horror nods and sits by him "Time to sleep." it is his turn to keep watch and he plans on taking ti seriously.

Nightmare huffs but just turns his face further into the pillow. Tiny body starting to relax with the simple comforts.

Horror tries to not be obvious as he keeps an eye on Nightmare.

Horror knows of course what is going on and he is trying to not give in. At least one of them should not give into the adopting.

Horror can admit he had been surprised that Dust was the first one to actually soul adopt Nightmare. Especially after only a week. It had been so fast and the transition between the before and after state had been so smoothly that Horror had honestly thought that Dust had done it on purpose and planned.

It would have made sense. Dust had been the one to find the book first and been the one to actually manage to get Nightmare back to them.

Only for it to become obvious that Dust had no idea what he had just done.

Soul adoption is a rather normal thing for monsters to do. Though in most universes they rarely happened as monsters don't tend to abandon children.

But well, Horror's AU had been one with starvation and a lot of fighting. People lost their lives in multiple ways. That meant quite a few orphans.

Soul adoption happened when an adult monster willingly took the role as caretaker for a younger monster who doesn't have a caretaker. There are a few more factors obviously but Horror doesn't know all of them of the top of his skull, especially not now with that hole in it.

What it comes down to? Nightmare is an orphan and has no one he could go to that could take care of them, and all of them know this. Dust found out first and surprisingly his soul was open enough to the idea to accept Nightmare as... well... his.

There are more hurdles in this situation of course. The fact that they Nightmare they knew was an adult, which is what Horror thinks is tripping up Cross. But Dust had been very quick with accepting that Nightmare is now a child and so immediantly treated him as one.

Killer took a bit longer but quickly fell into step as well. Calling Nightmare tiny boss and going from his right-hand-man to his babysitter, Killer's words not Horror's.

Horror is however a bit surprised that Killer also soul adopted Nightmare. In theory it shouldn't have happened as Nightmare at this time already had Dust as his caretaker and so technically didn't need one anymore.

Seems like Killer's soul didn't agree with that.

Horror can't say a lot about it though, seeing as he can feel it happening with himself as well. And he has no doubt that Cross is very close to giving into his own instincts and feelings concerning this as well.

The whole thing with their last interaction with the Stars is a very big give away. Even if Cross felt very embarresed by his own reaction.

At least Nightmare is no truly convinced that they won't harm him and will help him. Horror is happy they managed to get there and with it having only been a month since they took him with them. Horror can say they did a good job.

Nightmare has falled asleep.

Horror move slowly and silently and puts two fingers to the the side of his small belly and feels.

Horror may not have a lot of magic himself but his AU was left him with a very useful skill. Wiht how little food there was available and how little magic there was there came issues. One of the issues was that after a while the magic monsters had wasn't strong enough anymore to digest the food that the mosnters did manage to eat. meaning that even if the monster ate food they would not get any energy or new magic from it.

Meaing that even if they ate they would continue to starve.

Wiht how difficult it had been for Nightmare at first to eat or even remember to eat Horror had worried something simular may have happened. That being in the goop form had caused his own magic to grow too weak to be able to function fully.

But all Horror feels is the soft and quiet purr of NIghtmare's magic working hard to use the offered food to rebuild the babybones' small reserves.

Horror sighs a sigh or relieve and just watches Nightmare for a moment. Nightmare, having noticed the pressure on him, makes an unhappy sound and his socket flutters open to give him a sour look.

Horror chuckles as he whispers "I apologise." Horror is unsure how clear his answer is as Horror himself is purring like a loud law mower at this point.

Nightmare blinks at him, still looking like the tiniest little grumpy skeleton this multiverse has ever known, before closing his sockets again and turning on his side. surprisingly not away from the touch and light hold.

Horror watches the other. It is strange. They are all different yet Nightmare still has them all completely under his control. Yet it is in a completely different way and Ngihtmare now doesn't even seem to realise it.

Horror leans on the couch and watches their tiny charge just sleep. Horror had managed to keep the need to complete an adoption at bay by reminding himself that Nightmare already had a caretaker- well two and a half now, Horror is sure that all Cross still needs to complete the soul adoption is a tiny nudge. Horror thinks that Cross is jsut thinking too much about it and doubting his own instincts and feelings.

But that still leaves Horror, and what he wants to do. He figured that it would be better to at least keep one of them unbiased in this nature, just in case that Nightmare suddenly turns into an adult again. But the longer this went on the less likely it seemed to Horror.

Not to forget. Horror doesn't even think Nightmare wants to be an adult again. Not now that he is a child but doens't have to vigilent every moment of every day.

Does he technically already have caretakers? Yes. Does Horror still want to count himself as one? Yes.

So. He just picks for himself.

Horror moves slowly and quietly as he picks Nightmare up. Nightmare grumbles in his sleep at being moved but calms when his magic recognises Horror.

Horror gets comfortable on the couch and lays Nightmare on his sternum. He can still feel the tiny soul beat and pulse fast even through two shirts.

Horror pulls the blanket back over Nightmare and waits.

It doesn't take long as Horror can feel the slight pull on his magic and energy. Hardly noticable and Horror doubts that if he wasn't so paranoid about his own levels he would have noticed.

It is something tiny monsters do. To help stabalise and sharp their own magic they try to take tiny bits of their parents, or caretakers in this case, to help guide them. It all happens naturally.

Horror just holds the tiny babybones closer and feesl Ngihtmare's soul slowly start to match Horror's own soulbeat and he feels all the calmer.

Now it is pretty much done. Horror will have to probably deal with this decision one day but for now he is happy. Their tiny babybones is comfortable and everyone is resting. Tomorrow they will have to worry about getting supplies and where they can go and eventually where they will sleep that night.

But right now? Right now he doesn't have to worry about that. and all he ahs to worry about is that their babybones is comfortable and healing.

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[auseyre]

It enchants me how gone on Ai Di Chen Yi was and didn't even know it. All it took was Ai Di ignoring him even a little bit. If things hadn't gone down the way they did, I'd say he would have lasted maybe 6 more months.

His death glare here when he stops being moon-eyed and remembers they had their hands on Ai Di is everything though.

[royreads]

I know in the game Gale and Astarion are about the same height (5'11"/179cm) but in your HEART your SOUL what height is Gale really?