#the dark urge x gale

[sankttealeaf]

"You look like you were jealous" for Ruetash

And/or

"What if I hurt you?" for Rue/Gale

daily dose of chaosweave (rue/gale) for everyone! set somewhere between the start and middle of act 2

using these sutble nsfw prompts! send me some in :3

[and i'm also going to do the ruetash prompt too because i had an idea for it]

word count: 1071

It had been an impulsive act of madness that drove Rue to Gale’s tent that night. She couldn’t sleep, plagued by horrors she could not comprehend every time her eyes shut so when she left her sleeping area to go for a walk and saw gentle purple light from Gale’s tent, she decided to pay him a visit.

And now she’s in his lap, arms wrapped around him as their lips meet desperately. The shadow-cursed lands are doing something to her brain and she can’t seem to shake it. There’s a hunger deep within her, calling her name and coaxing her to embrace that rotten side of her, the one that begs for blood.

She tastes blood in her mouth and her head spins, pushing herself closer to try and taste more, to cure that voice in her mind that wants this.

“Ah, Rue, hold on-” Gale mumbles, putting space between them. In the dimly lit tent she spots blood pooling from his lip. His thumb brushes over the cut and he frowns. “Let me just-”

“Shit. Did I do that?” Her eyes widen in shock, leaning back to stop herself from tearing into the wound, digging deep until she’s coated in his blood.

He laughs quietly and shakes his head. “It’s quite alright. Some warning would be preferred next time though.”

“I’m sorry. Got a little too into it,” she replies, unable to take her eyes off of the blood, even when he’s smudged it away. How pretty he would look covered in it. She would treat him so carefully, peeling back his skin layer by layer until she reaches his insides and then she would-

“Rue?” Gale rests his hands on her thighs, bringing her out of her horrible thoughts. “Are you alright?”

“Yes.” She slows her breathing down, unaware of how heavy it’s become at the thought of Gale’s blood. The urge, she realises, isn’t to lose herself in him. It’s to tear him apart like she did with Alfira.

He leans in to kiss her again and she lets him, wanting to push those thoughts of bloodlust away and replace them with him - the feeling of his hands against her skin, intertwined together like they were meant to be. It works for a moment. Rue tangles her hands through his hair and rocks her hips against his and the taste of blood still lingers on her tongue.

All she wants is his blood.

There’s a flash that passes through her mind of her standing above Gale’s dead body, her hands coated in a deep crimson. She pulls away from him quickly, falling back off of his lap. There’s too many thoughts, too many horrible thoughts that pass through her mind.

“I’m sorry. I can’t do this,” she says quickly, digging her nails in her palms to try and ease the urge for blood. “I can’t, Gale. I keep - I just - I can’t.”

“It’s alright, Rue,” he replies softly, eyes widening in shock and looking over her to make sure she isn’t hurt. “You’re alright, we don’t have to do anything.”

“I want to. I really do. I just-”

“Hey.” Gale rests a hand on her knee. “You don’t need to explain yourself. If you’ve changed your mind then I completely understand. There’s other things we can do and-”

“My mind isn’t right. It’s not normal. I don’t know what’s happening,” she says, her breath growing frantic as panic sets in. “Gale, I can’t.”

“Is there anything I can do to help?” he asks, giving her space as she brings her knees to her chest. “Talk to me, Rue.”

“I need to go. I can’t be around you, not like this,” she says quietly, the corners of her vision blurring - from tears or something else she isn’t sure.

“You know I’m here for you, right? No matter what happens, I want to help you,” Gale says, reaching a hand out for her to take.

It’s hard to fight that urge for blood but she tries. She takes his hand and allows herself to be held by him.

“What if I hurt you?” she mumbles into his shoulder, eyes falling shut to try and block out the demands for blood. His blood.. “Gale, I can’t… I can’t lose you.”

“You won’t.” He holds her close, arms wrapped so tight around her because he’s so scared of letting her slip away. “I won’t let you.”

“You mean that?” She feels broken, pieces of her scattered across her life that she’ll never get back and it worsens that need for blood. It would be so easy to destroy everything, make everyone pay.

Gale nods and she believes him. There’s no reason why she can’t face this problem alone. She tried that once and someone died. Rue tells herself that she’s allowed to lean on her friends for support.

Or at least Gale.

“Sorry for getting you all worked up for nothing,” she says quietly, easing her breathing and pushing away the red that clouds her vision. She’s in control.

“You don’t need to apologise for that. I should thank you for stopping before you-” He stops himself, like it’s the wrong time to make light of a deadly situation.

“Before I killed you?” she finishes for him with a small laugh. “You can joke about it. It’s either that or be completely terrified at what I’m capable of.”

“Keep the murder to our enemies, alright? If you desperately need to hunt something, I’m sure we can dress Astarion up like a shadow demon.”

She laughs, feeling at ease. That voice for blood still haunts the back of her mind but she’s not going to listen to it.

“If there’s ever a way to turn me off it’s picturing that image,” she says, pulling back to look at him with a grin. “Thanks, Gale. You’re a real help.”

“And the thought of killing me wasn’t a mood killer? Gods, your mind works in peculiar ways.” He runs his hand through her hair and grins. “Feeling any better?”

“A bit,” she admits, leaning into his touch. “I may go and… sit somewhere far away for the rest of the night. Just in case.”

“Alright. You know where I am if you need me.”

Rue gives him a soft smile and presses a gentle kiss to his lips. How lucky she is to be surrounded by people so caring. She almost doesn’t deserve it.

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You ever???

Had a doc open while brainstorming some fic ideas (mostly oneshots)

but like ouughhh...

EldritchWeave (Gale x Valexi/Dark Urge) longfic but its incredibly food/cooking based. Like food as a metaphor for love and relationships. Each chapter is named after a themed dish?? (Dungeon Meshi style because they hyperfixation to be bleeding into other stuff lol)

It would be SUCH a slow burn though. I just want to write Valexi and Gale hurt/comfort angst moments through the game

I already have Lost and Found and Bloodless Orange to work on and also like 3 Stanley Parable fics that I SHOULD finish AND also 2 other fics (One Minecraft Story Mode and one Outer Wilds) I'm cooking plots for but ouughhh...

Valexi... Valexi my beloved... He just like me fr... He deserves more love and attention...

If I didn't make it food based I would 100% make it art based cause I have a journal I've been writing of major plot points and each new day starts with a description of a drawing from his sketchbook (some of which I've actually drawn) that i'd absolutely love to put in the fic too

aaaaaaa idk man. I have so many ideas i want to do but idk where to start lmao

writing is hard, staying organized and sticking to one idea is harder

[sankttealeaf]

20 from the kiss ask for gale and rue pweeesse

hehe thank u bunny :3

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20: a kiss on a scar

the dark urge x gale // 430 words

They often find themselves laying with one another at night, wide awake with nothing but time as the rest of their companions sleep soundly around them. 

Rue’s second favourite place in the world has to be in Gale’s arms. Her first is him in her arms, though she’ll never admit it to him. She rests her head on his chest, enjoying the gentle thud thud thud of his heartbeat. Soothing. Relaxing. Helps to remind her they’re both still alive.

Her fingers trace along the tip of the orb, slowly and purposefully as if she’s committing it to memory. It cuts through his skin, filling the space it leaves with deep purple. A permanent reminder, even long after it will disappear. She pities him.

“At least it’s pretty,” Rue whispers, coming down to the circular pattern of it now and letting her finger loop around and around. “It’s always the prettiest things that are out to kill you.” 

He laughs softly at that, tucking some of her hair behind her ear. “I never expected that kind of wisdom to come from you.”

“I like to keep you on your toes.” A gentle smile. A quick kiss to the palm of his hand. Rue looks back at the mark of the orb. “Does it hurt right now?” 

“A little. It’s like a constant dull ache. I can block it out when we’re on the road but now with nothing to occupy my mind I can feel it,” Gale admits, taking a hold of her hand, the one over his chest. 

“I think I know of a way to fix it,” Rue says, a mischevious look on her face as she leans towards him. A soft kiss is pressed in the centre of the orb and she looks at him with a grin. “Did that help?” 

Gale hums in thought for a moment before nodding. “I do believe it did. Though I may need another to fully confirm it.” 

She laughs quietly, bringing her lips back towards it again and again until she’s travelled up his neck, across his jaw and onto his cheek. Gale’s face flushes a deep red as she smiles down at him, eyebrow raised.

“Better?”

“Absolutely.” His arms wrap around her as they settle in properly for the night, a quick kiss to the scar across her own cheek. “Wake me if you need me.”

“I promise.” She rests her head in the crook of his neck, hand over his chest where the orb lies. Her eyes fall shut and for once she hopes to have a restful night.

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For the Tav questions: 2, 8, 16, and 25 for Kairius? (And if you wanna do those same ones for Valexi I'd love to hear about him, too!)

Thank you again for asking Tav questions!!! I love talking about my boys sm!!!

Kairius

2. Describe their tent setup! What’s on the outside? The inside?

On the outside is pretty barebones. It’s decently small with a deep violet cloth. He’s got a small plush stool for sitting on to write his music and a rack that houses his sword

On the inside however!! He’s got STACKS of books that he’s picked up over the course of the game, papers crumpled and scattered everywhere from discarded song writing attempts, a small plank of wood behind his bedroll that houses a bunch of little carved figurines Halsin has made for him, his quill and ink, some home made horn oil + home made shampoo, and a small hand mirror + brush.

His bedroll is simple with a few luxurious pillows that he’s “borrowed”, one of which keeps his song journal safe.

8. After Act 3, what does their life look like? What are they talking about at the reunion party?

BUCKLE UP THIS ONE IS LONG!!! Also to preface this: I have NOT finished the game and have only done Astarion’s quest in ACT 3 but i no longer care if its canon compliant or not LMAO.

So he, Shadowheart, and Halsin get a little plot of land on the outskirts of Baldur’s Gate with a decent few acres of forest land beyond the house. They adopt Umi, Ide, and Yenna (+ Grub of course). He and Shadowheart get married a few years after (Halsin didn’t want to officially get married but he’s still very much on the same level in the polycule.) and then a few years after THAT they have Dahlia.

Dahlia is 1/2 tiefling, 1/4 elf, 1/4 human. She and the rest of his kids become his EVERYTHING. He used to do late night gigs but once she’s born he retires from that and focuses on his song writing since he can do that from home. He loves his kids with his entire fucking being.

Once she’s old enough Kairius teaches her the violin and lute, Shadowheart teaches her some basic healing and other cleric spells, and Halsin teaches her druidic magic. She ends up following in Halsin’s footsteps and becomes a druid. Her first wildshape is a bear cub to match her papa and Halsin calls her “Little Cub”. (I WILL die for Dahlia. I have never actually made a serious fan kid before and I love her sm.)

(I have not gotten to the reunion party so idk how to answer this yet lmao)

16. What do they do for fun, when not adventuring? What are their hobbies?

He’s a song writer and also knows how to dye hair. He’s actually the one who cut and dyed Shadowheart’s hair! (Though he DID fuck up her bangs a little). One of his many hidden talents is being able to bleach any kind of hair into a perfect blonde without frying it in the slightest.

25. What is something they would die on a hill over?

Honestly? I don’t know. Getting into a characters head to talk about their trauma and stuff is easy but getting into their head to get basic stuff like strong opinions makes my brain hurt lmao. It’s like every piece of information i have about them evaporates as soon as i try.

Valexi under the Read More!!!

Valexi

2. Describe their tent setup! What’s on the outside? The inside?

His tent is smaller with a orange-red cloth. It’s pretty barren on the outside, no real personality or trinkets.

On the inside is also pretty barren. He’s got his bedroll, the necronomicon from act 1, a few charcoal drawings hanging up on the inside walls, a box of charcoals and tools, and his daggers in arms reach of his bedroll. Under his pillow is his large leather bound sketchbook.

8. After Act 3, what does their life look like? What are they talking about at the reunion party?

I also haven’t finished the game with him so this is just spitballing or how i hope it goes.

He and Gale move in to Gale’s tower back in water deep. They are INCREDIBLY domestic and sappy. He’s a bit of a house husband, cleans and stuff while Gale is out teaching. They take turns cooking and on a couple nights a week they cook together like they did back in camp.

I don’t think they have kids, but if they did it would be until they were married for a WHILE.

Oh yeah, they get married obvs. I like to think Gale plans to have a big proposal and a ring but Valexi just kinda slips it into daily conversation by accident. Like they’re just talking and someone references something to do with marriage and Val goes “we should do that!” “What?” “Get married, of course. Would you want to marry me someday?” And breaks Gale for a while before he quickly agrees and that’s it, they’re engaged.

They are such fucking dorks.

(No reunion still sowwy lol)

16. What do they do for fun, when not adventuring? What are their hobbies?

He draws! It was originally for fun pre!game but during the game it becomes a coping mechanism for him. It still is a little but it becomes fun again after the game.

His drawings are all related to the memories he can’t remember and can only grasp after nightmares or sometimes when the urges take over enough that he blacks out a little. They’re all done in charcoal and are VERY fucked up in nature. Like I’m talking gruesome bodies, distorted faces, etc.

He also learns to cook with Gale! Another coping mechanism turned passion. He found that the urges could be sated by driving his knife into meat and vegetables rather than people. Gale teaches him every recipe he can remember off the top of his head as well as in cookbooks they find while adventuring. The first ever dish he made was rabbit stew! Gale thought him the proper way to cut veggies and that’s how he found out that chopping up the rabbit helped clear his head.

After the game he keeps learning and actually gets REALLY good and Gale is so fucking proud of his husband.

25. What is something they would die on a hill over?

Again, brain is currently too small to answer this kind of question lol. Maybe I’ll edit this one day and put ‘em in once I figure it out <3

[fan-tav-stic]

Day 12: Confined space (NSFWish) - EldritchWeave

Characters: Gale + Valexi (M!Durge), Shadowheart (briefly), Karlach (briefly)

Tags: confined space, panic attack, drunken kissing, no actual sex, caught in the act

Summary:

After accidentally setting off a trip wire and falling through a trap door Gale and Valexi must wait for help to arrive.