#little gale

[theconstellationprincess]

A continuation of my last story (This) about Gale of Waterdeep, wizard extraordinaire and occasional regressor

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Upon waking up Gale felt a great deal of peace and relief, until the events of the previous night washed over him and then he was anything but peaceful. He had regressed in front of Astarion, babbled about his stuffed cat and then demanded the vampire read to him until he fell asleep. Astarion was probably outside at that moment, telling everyone how pathetic he was, how much of a burden he was. Gale stood up, looking down at himself and feeling overwhelmed with shame and embarrassment. He quickly changed into his robes, shoving the onesie he was wearing (along with his other supplies) into its designated chest. He left the tent, scanning for Astarion the moment he was outside. 

“Hello Gale.” Gale jumped, whirling around to see Astarion, leaning against a tree next to his tent. He didn’t look particularly disgusted or angry, which gave Gale some hope.

“Astarion,” Gale greeted breathily, clutching his chest. “You sneak.” He accused playfully, “You’re going to give me a heart attack.” Astarion huffed a laugh and grinned.

“You need to be more perceptive,” Astarion teased back. Gale wouldn’t have really called them friends, but perhaps he misinterpreted. Astarion was being so kind to him, but perhaps it was just because he was worried about Gale blowing him up more so now than ever after Gales… strange behavior the previous night.

Gale cleared his throat and straightened his posture, making direct eye contact, despite the fact he hated direct eye contact, with Astarion so he’d know Gale was serious. “I wanted to talk to you about last night.” Eyes squeezed shut and then gaze averted, eye contact was far too much.

“Whatever about?” Astarion replied, amusement clear in his voice. Did Gale really have to say it?

“I wanted to give you my sincerest apologies." Gale began, picking at his nails as he struggled to find the words to explain. “It was not my intention to- to force you to take care of me. Not that it wasn’t appreciated, of course! I wasn’t in a right state of mind and-“ 

Astarion cut off Gales anxious babbling with a finger pressed over Gale’s lip. Gale shut up immediately. “Whatever are we going to do with you, hmm? I don’t do anything I don’t want to, not anymore. I was quite happy to care for you while you were… indisposed, shall we say.” Gale blinked a few times, titling his head in confusion. Why would it make Astarion happy to listen to him babble in a high pitched voice?

“But-“

“And I would be quite happy to do it again, should the opportunity arise. Now, shouldn’t you be making breakfast?” With that Astarion strode off into the woods, and as if on autopilot, Gale began preparing breakfast. He had gotten no answers, but it didn’t seem like Astarion would be revealing his secret, so small mercy’s.

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It was half a tenday later when Gale regressed again. It was like a switch had flipped and he was finding it far more difficult to force down the need to regress. While the regression was involuntarily, he could still push it back for a little while before everything became too much and he regressed again. It ended up being Tara, the real one that is, who caused his regression in the end. He had summoned her simply for the purpose of the company, for his other companions were celebrating their recent victory with wine and dancing, neither of which Gale was in the mood for. 

Having Tara curled up in his lap made him feel safe, content. Tara understood his regression, oftentimes more than he did, so she picked up on the fact he was in need of a push towards the headspace. It happened before Gale even realized what she was about to do- she booped his nose. Gale paused, going cross eyed to look at her paw, and then erupted into giggles.

“Tara!” Gale squealed, “What are you doing? Silly Tressym!” Tara did it once more for good measure and then flicked her head towards the chest she knew contained all the things he would want when small.

“Helping you, Mr. Dekarios.” Tara purred in response. “You should get changed into your softest clothes, and I will read to you.” Gale scrambled to comply. Tara had noticed that he often struggled to read to himself while small, and it only took a story or two before he was completely regressed, and likely asleep.

She was not anticipating a quiet knock on an external post of the tent. “Gale,” A voice called. Which one was it? Was it the one Gale had spoken to her about, the one who was familiar with her pet’s regression? “May I enter?” 

“Are you Mister Astarion?” Tara asked instead of answering. If he was, then she’d ask Gale, who would almost certainly say yes, otherwise it would be a quick and strict denial.

“I- what? Yes but-” Tara stopped listening, instead refocusing on Gale. She purred when she noticed the outfit he’d chosen, the Tressym onesie that he had sewn himself. Gale looked at her when she began to purr, smiling happily at her contentness. He clearly hadn’t noticed her conversing with the vampire spawn.

“Would you be alright if Mister Astarion joined us?” Tara asked him, pushing her head into his hand when he offered it. He scratched her chin, eliciting another purr. With eyes suddenly much brighter, Gale nodded excitedly. A pacifier sat comfortably in his mouth, making Tara wonder how old he was feeling. Gale didn’t generally have a specific age, so they work qualitatively in older, young, or younger. She was pretty sure he was falling under the younger category.

“You may enter, Mister Astarion.” Tara called towards the tent flap, jumping up onto Gale’s shoulders. Astarion entered the tent in a fluid motion, eyes hard until they landed on Gale, upon which they immediately softened. Gale grinned at him, immediately beginning to babble about the book Tara was going to read for him, and Tara watched with narrowed eyes as Astarion appeared to become genuinely interested in what Gale was saying. She watched for as long as it took for her to understand that this Astarion truly meant no harm to her pet, and that he was actually rather good for the man. Good, Gale was in desperate need of more friends.

Once Gale had tired himself out talking about the book, Tara hopped off of his shoulders and weaved around his legs, purring slightly as she herded him towards the mountain of pillows and blankets he had. Gale collapsed onto the pile with a giggle, squirming around as he tried to get comfortable. Once he had settled she turned her attention back to the elf, narrowing her eyes at him and flicking her head towards the blanket pile. He looked confused for a moment before he too settled down into the cozy space, with Gale immediately squirming his way over to him so they could cuddle. Astarion looked unsettled, briefly, but the look disappeared just as quick as it had come. Tara filed it away for later and flicked open the book Gale had wanted to have read to him, beginning the story much to the delight of Gale, and to her surprise, Astarion. He looked invested, not as much as Gale, but interested enough that she took note of it as well.

She only had made it 2 chapters in before Gale had dozed off, face squished against Astarion’s chest. Astarion looked sleepy, but was not asleep, so Tara continued reading the book until he entered his trance, which was at the end of chapter 5. She purred happily upon seeing the two, peaceful and together. She tugged another blanket over the top of them, not wanting them to grow cold as the night continued, and curled up next to Gale, for he was far warmer than the elf.

She would need to do some more digging on Astarion, but for now she was content to let him rest with her kitten.

[pondhound]

Headcanons Little!Gale Agere

gale is my number one fav so he regresses a lot hehe

age from 1 - 4

he loves tressym things so he has a stuffie and onesie of one

tara is obviously her name :3

also loves bunnies!! so he has a stuffie and onesie of one as well!!

bunbun is their name

likes to be held in hugs and a big cuddle bug! he will only cuddle if you offer though and is pretty shy at first

likes to read easier books when regressed. big into picture books about animals and plants and magic

usually he stays in his tent when regressed. he's not one to crawl out and be open about his regression because he doesn't want to burden anyone.

I like to think that astarion and halsin take care of him :3 and he cares for them if they are regressed

he's a big cry baby when regressed. he fell? tears. he lost something in his maze of books? crying. big thoughts invading his space? sobbing.

likes to be held and soothed with sweet words

back rubs are a must and big hugs too

pacifiers and stuffies are a big help but not 100% going to work

he gets nightmares sometimes so that can make him regress and cry

he tries to hold it back as much as he can. he'll bite his lip and shake his head in denial if someone asks if he is upset before breaking down

if he's really little, he does need a nappy

he's good at hiding his regression until he's alone. when he is, he drops pretty hard

tara was his caregiver before being tadpoled! well more of an emotional caregiver since she is just a tressym but she makes sure he was eating/drinking, providing him company, and would read books to him

he likes to pet her and giggles up a storm when she purrs

she's good at comforting him when he cries. often makes biscuits on his tummy and licks his tears. headbutts him gently to let him know she's here for him

toys aren't really his thing. just sit him down with a book or play board games with him!

building blocks and things like that don't capture his attention for long. like 2 minutes and then he'll whine about being bored

in game, he says his knees hurt (when he is sneaking) so i tend to think that maybe the pain can cause him to regress as well

he had a brace for it and he forgets to wear it sometimes when small until someone puts it on him

can make him cry if its really bad :^(

[mmothmanners]

I often whisper 'hello ! i'm gale--' to myself because I just love the way he says that particular line.

Anyways here are some little Gale of Waterdeep sketches!

[mstrchu]

girl help my friends keep trying to do things that will definitely make them insane

[awetfrog]

why are they both so damn purple

[zfedraws]

Oh Tara, we’re really in it now….

[nocteville]

I let the BG3 companions get plushies from Jellycat, what do you think of their choices? (Aka, the Jellycat plushies I think the companions would enjoy most)

[ssalballoon]

the sparring session did NOT go to astarion's expectations

another quarterstaff gale! kind of a companion to this

[chocopinda]

She is SO much more than just a cat!!!

[theconstellationprincess]

Do u have any more gale stories when regressed? I loved the ones you've written so far!

Any thoughts on if he plays with toys other than stuffies? Like blocks or anything like that?

I'm working on some more stuff for Gale for february to look out for that!

Any thoughts on if he plays with toys other than stuffies? Like blocks or anything like that?

I think Gale would enjoy any sort of soft-play/sensory seeking activities. He's not the most energetic little most of the time, but building towers + knocking them down, playing with sand, or petting Tara I think he'd enjoy with lower energy.

I think he'd probably love swimming when little, or just like a beach day in general. Also hide and seek! He's a very accomplished wizard you know, so he's great at both hiding and seeking. Of course, hiding doesn't work very well when you're giggling, but that's beside the point!

Thanks for the ask!

[gale-force-storm]

Thinking about the fact that, to pull Gale from the stone and get him in the game at all, you have to decide to try to touch an extremely dangerous looking swirling mass of unstable magic. Something that is, objectively, a terrible idea

Like, the options it gives you are to either touch the sigil or leave, and if you leave you just... don't get Gale in the party

You have to take the risk. You have to let your curiosity override your common sense. You have to look at this unstable, possibly dangerous malfunctioning magic sigil and go "...Ok, but what if I poke it?"

In short, to get Gale in your party, you have to do exactly what he would in that situation, and indulge in a moment of reckless curiosity. And I just think that's delightful

[madbalalaika]

[sleeeepy-demon]

doctors hate her its part 9 of horrible bg3 memes i drew on paint

part: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15

[itsafreetrialofdeath]

master tacticians at work

[bribinart]

nat 20!!!!!!

[ssalballoon]

tiefling gale! he looks a little familiar...

(context may be a little off, i haven't fully watched the dnd campaign yet!)

alternate crops + lineart below for better quality maybe