#wash my pain away

[ariannadi]

Finally got around to doodling them 💕

[bhaal-battle-beer-bard]

Wash my pain away

Gale x Tav Poetry

for @alpydk

Wash my pain away

Dear Gale, Lift me where suffering cannot reach us One night feels like forever And forever I will be with you Eternity ahead Or gone by tomorrow? Gone with the weave Or even bonded by that You, I will never ever forget Take my hand Never let it go Where no pain will reach This is where I want to be with you This is where I am when being with you Every second, even when the world falls down In a world of constant change I trust in your words Your love and your heart Hundred ways to declare love A hundred times you are true I will never, never doubt you Take me where suffering cannot reach And wash my pain away

Because the wonderful "Wash my pain away" is indeed the song for Gale's romance it inspired me in its honour to write this poem dedicated to @alpydk, who was so sweet to ask me, if I had any writing for Gale in store.

I hope you, Gale and Tim like it.

[thankonomics]

Borislav Slavov - Wash My Pain Away

[futuristicdoormats789]

From The Start | Laufey ♡

[widowshill]

— And do you or do you not have difficulty remembering such simple instructions? — Only during thunderstorms, sir.

THE SOUND OF MUSIC (1965) / DARK SHADOWS (1966)

[lady-sapphyre]

“A stolen glance, that sudden heartbeat... Sometimes the little things are worth more than kingdoms.”

Got this lovely commission of Gale and Elerra from Kerbabbles that I thought I’d share 😭💕 I’m absolutely obsessed with how cute and whimsical it looks

[citrusai]

some shippers when solas has had important relationships from thousands of years ago and he can't just forgive himself for failing those closest to him then and go "okie dokie!" when his wife tells him he can come back home

[youlikefanficdontyousquidward]

Bubble baths

Sort of a continuation of this lyle fic, but recom now! (Mainly a surprise gift for @thevanityofthefox)

Sequel to

Summary: Recom!Lyle is a little body conscious but decides to share a bubble bath with his partner!

Warnings: Sexual content, smut, na'vi gentles differences (Will link the post if I find it but picture that scene from the shape of water)

Of all the team Lyle found himself adjusting the easiest. Miles brooded, Mansk was grumpier than normal and even Lopez wasn't up to joke around. He felt Walker and Zdog at least had more of an excuse, their biology was the most altered.

Although at least they still looked themselves downstairs. Lyle grumbled at the ken doll look he sported in the mirror. The lab coats had given them a very amusing sex ed lesson. One they could barely get through from the laughter of their audience.

He was still there, just tucked up and hidden. Suppose that explained the loin cloths their enemies wore, nothing to hide. Well not entirely true, the human DNA left him still with his happy trail.

He'd avoided being intimate with you since he'd returned. You were keen no question but he just wasn't comfortable yet. Angel you were you'd backed down, being extremely affectionate without pushing it.

It was incredibly frustrating. Of course you had no idea how bad he wanted you, innocently pecking his cheek, sharing his bed, cuddling. All perfectly tame behavior, it was Lyle's mind that kept dwelling on your touch. The feel of your hands on him, your soft flesh squishing against him under the covers.

You'd been enjoying the new facilities. Lyle's room was even bigger now at Bridgehead. Large soft bed, windows, a desk big enough for both of you and the en suite. This new bathroom had you giddy, jumping in place and holding his arm.

It was pretty nice, even he had to admit it. Walk in shower, large sink, lots of surface space and the centerpiece, a huge bath tub. This truly was massive, easily five times the size of any he'd seen before. Though with his new body it had to be. Even so he'd probably still have to raise his knees to fit but the water could go up to his chest.

He'd not been in yet. He'd joked you were never out of it to the others. Prager smiling cheekily at him from across the table.

"You could join them!" He smirked, jabbing Walker beside him.

"You better or I will!" Ja clapped his shoulder taking a seat beside him. Lyle feigned jealousy, demanding a duel for your honour. It didn't bother him, their jokes were just that and he trusted you more than anyone.

It was in that spirit he entered your shared room. The tell tale light and steam coming from the bathroom. He was being silly, he knew it. You wouldn't shame him for his new form, it was his problem and he wanted to deal with it.

He entered the room, removing his shirt and tossing it to the bed. He'd been in plenty of times while you'd bathed or showered now. There was no shyness left in you as you grinned from the tub.

"Dinner good?" You hummed, your eyes slipping closed again. You'd even lit some scented candles he'd found for you. Hell he should have got some rose petals! You looked beautiful in the bubbles, skin glowing in the dim flames.

"Mhm, nothing beats grubs and roots." He joked, new diet had been hard to adjust to. He stood at the mirror above the sink, stalling a moment. He heard you shift in the water behind him, glancing at your reflection. You moved to the edge closest to him, gazing up his bare back.

He took a deep breath, unbuckling his belt. The seconds dragged on in to infinity, it felt torturous. He watched your gaze linger on his figure, drinking in his muscled back. He remembered your first night on the base, you fingers lazily tracing his glowing freckles in the dark. His throat tightened as he unzipped his trousers, letting them fall and kicking them away.

"Mind if I join you?" He called over his shoulder, his voice calmer than he felt. His heart fluttered at your spreading grin, exited to be close to him.

"Sure!" You chirped, "Big spoon or little?" you added. It'd been a joke at first but he'd come to really enjoy being little spoon at night. Your frame wrapping around him, tucking his head to your chest, legs around his slim waist.

"Little." he decided. If he was gonna do this he wanted to relax. He heard the squeak as you shifted back to the other end of the tub. With one last gulp he dropped his pants.

There was no reaction, of course not, you'd been well aware of na'vi biology before he had. You just smiled up at him before reaching grabbing hands to him. He chuckled, stepping into the warm water and leaning back against you.

It was heavenly, the gentle scent on the bubbles and candles, the warmth of the water seeping into his skin and you hands. You rubbed bubbles up his arms, stopping to knead into the muscle of his neck. He groaned, letting the tension drift out with the sound. His tail shifted uncomfortable before he moved it to curl around your waist.

He felt you legs on either side of his own clench together slightly before your hands continued to his scalp. You rubbed the skin as Lyle relaxed further, slipping down your chest a little. He felt amazing, cursing himself for not enjoying this luxury sooner. When your massage ended your hands slipped forward to rest on his chest, giving his peck a playful squeeze.

He laughed a little, before he felt you kiss against his neck. It was just a peck, you weren't pushing things but oh what it did to him. He let his hand glide down your thigh, feeling your breath hitch behind him. One thing was glad for now, was that he could literally smell your arousal. Even past the soap and candles your scent was the sweetest thing.

Lyle sat up twisting to rest his back on the other side of the tub. He smirked across at you, now able to see the blush tipping your ears. He reached his hands out, beckoning you to join him. You rose to your knees, giving Lyle a good show of your chest. Water and soap tracing down your form as he stared, desperate to engrave the sight into his mind.

You took his arms, Lyle tugging you to him. The water sloshed, spilling out onto the tiles. Neither of you could find it in yourselves to care for a little mess right now. Both caught so strongly by the others gaze. Now closer you shifted up, climbing into Lyle's lap.

He felt his core twitch, an aching in him stronger than he'd ever felt. A drive to be closer, his tail reacting on its own, wrapping round your thigh. He trailed his hands up your spine, your body arching against his own. Closer, he needed to be closer.

Your hands cupped his cheeks, silent question hanging between you both. You were too sweet, still waiting to be sure he was ready. Lyle answered with a kiss, heated and greedy.

His hands tangling into your hair, tilting your head to deepen the connection. He nipped gently at your lips, weary of fangs before trailing his kiss to your jaw. He felt your hands gripping his shoulders, your hip now grinding down against him.

He muffled his moans into your neck, sucking and nipping where your scent grew stronger. Your whimpers above him were driving him wild. His hips bucked up against yours desperate for friction.

Lyle let a hand slip down, grazing against your hardened nipple on his way down. You whined, body so sensitive under his touch. Maybe from the weeks without his attention or maybe just your own changes. Whatever it was it didn't matter, it drove him feral to hear your reactions.

He tipped you back to mouth at your chest, while his hand slipped between you both. You moaned out his name, Lyle's ears flicking at the wanton sound, focusing forward desperate for more.

He rubbed languid circles against you, savoring the way you tensed and writhed. Your nails digging into his arms, even the sting was exquisite. He felt his own need growing, desperate for more. The driving need to be closer still.

He reached to his own, feeling the hardened tip pocking there, the need almost painful. He pressed in and up under it, the strange new sensation making his eyes roll back. He unfurled, his hard cock bouncing up against you.

He tipped his head to meet your gaze. Your hooded eyes staring down only looked hungry. Your hand slipping bellow the water to curl around him. Lyle sucked air in through his teeth at your touch, hands darting to the tubs sides for support.

You gently explored his length, excited by the feeling of hard ridges, wondering just how magnificent he'll look out of the obscuring water. You rose, hand aligning him to your entrance before locking eyes again.

Lyle's pupils were blow, almost black in the dim light. His mouth slack as he took in the sight. You sat, sliding down his length in one motion, keening at the sudden stretch. Still it was worth it for the sound Lyle made, an animalistic growl that set your hairs on end. His hand gripping your hips to grind you against him.

You rose again, slapping back down, Lyle grunting and bucking with you. His head diving down to your throat again latching on as you road him. You were sure you were covered in love bites but you couldn't care. Your need driving your hips deeper down, grinding after your own high.

He could feel you getting close, the fluttering walls tightening against him driving him deeper. His hand slipped back down, needing to add more sensation, craving your release around him. You chanted his name in his ear, unable to form any other word past the moans.

He was edging closer himself, keeping pace despite the dizzying pleasure. Just a little longer, he needed to hear you first, need to feel it.

Your orgasm crashed against you, crying out as waves of it coursed through you, gripping onto Lyle. He was barely a second behind, the sudden rush of warmth, the tight spasm, your voice, it was all too much. You road out your high, stilling against his stuttering hips as it passed.

Both your chests heaved in rhythm together. Lyle whispered praises against your skin, leaving open mouthed kisses up until he reached your lips.

He kissed you gently, hands stroking your hair delicately before pulling away to admire your blissed out expression. He kissed the tip of your nose, watching your eyes refocus and letting out a giggle. The movement making him twitch inside you.

"Again?" Your eyes widened, a small smiles spreading across your swollen lips. Lyle leaned in to kiss you again, sure he'd never want to stop.

[meezer]

we saw this at the store and I said "looks like my crush" and my friend said "I thought so too! but this guy is hotter"

[pen-papers]

i always think about that "headache post when you forget how bad headaches can be" post whenever actually have a crippling headache. Like oh my god I forgot such pain could exist in my cortex why would you do this brain.

[timetravelstudies]

can someone taker fucking care of me man -_______-

[ariannadi]

Assume and Assure

Can also be read on Ao3

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“So I suppose that’s that, then.”

Sitri looked up at Astarion from where she was lounging in front of the Elfsong suite's fireplace, and rested her book open-faced on her thigh. “What’s what?” she asked.

“I noticed Halsin speaking with you earlier—well, heard more like. The man isn’t very subtle about what he desires,” Astarion explained as he shuffled back and forth on his feet, looking more and more sour with each word.

For a moment Sitri was still confused as to what her lover was going on about, until it all at once clicked. “Oh. You mean his proposition, don’t you?”

The bitter scoff Astarion let out told her she was right on the money. “I won’t get in the way of whatever… activities you desire to partake in with him. I suppose this little charade of ours was fun while it lasted, hm?”

“Astarion, what… what are you going on about?” Sitri reeled, feeling like she had been slapped in the face. Astarion was faring no better—his eyes going wide in that kicked puppy look of his.

“You… you are calling things off with me, aren’t you? So you can be with Halsin?” he stressed, and Sitri practically glared at him.

“What makes you think I decided to reciprocate his advances? I turned him down, Astarion. I don’t have feelings of that sort for anyone except you. I’m honestly a little offended you would think me so shallow,” the half-elf huffed, snapping her book shut and rising to her feet.

“Sitri, I didn’t—I’m sorry,” the vampire was quick to intercept, sashaying in front of her and preventing her from stomping off. “I’ve just—you’ve seen Halsin, yes? Large, rustic charm, etcetera. The entire camp swoons over him whenever he merely glances their way. I suppose I just… assumed you were in the same boat. And you’re the only one he’s shown genuine interest in, so… there.”

“Astarion.” Sitri uttered, her traitorous heart clenching at his crestfallen expression. With a sigh she set her book on the ground, and lifted a comforting hand to his cheek. “I don’t have feelings for Halsin in any way, shape, or form. He’s just a friend, and that’s all he ever will be. I told you once before that sex doesn’t matter all that much to me. If I were someone hot-blooded like Lae’zel or perhaps even Karlach, then sure; I’d probably jump at the opportunity at the snap of a finger. But that simply isn’t the case. You are the only one my heart desires, Astarion. You.”

“Sitri…” Astarion's response was quiet, almost inaudible, and he closed his eyes as he leaned into her touch. “I… I-I suppose I just…” a frustrated sigh, “This is all still so new to me. All I’ve ever known about relationships of any kind is that they inevitably end in sex and that a majority of people only really seem to desire that. I just…”

“Oh, love,” Sitri tutted, and drew him into a hug, which he greedily sank into. “Halsin doesn’t make me laugh with his ridiculous antics until my lungs are screaming for air. Halsin doesn’t indulge in my ramblings about the Weave for hours despite being visibly disinterested simply because he wishes for my company. Halsin doesn’t go on murderous rampages when some unlucky bastard nicks me with their weapon. There are so many reasons I adore you so, and only the tip of that relates to intimacy. And even then,” she said coyly, pulling away to look him in the eyes, “I think it’s safe to say that you’ve ruined me for anyone else.”

“Oh? Is that so?” Astarion asked with the tiniest quirk of his lips, perking a rather intrigued brow. Sitri snickered, leaning up on her toes to peck at his nose.

“Yes, you’ve completely debauched me, you wicked, wicked man. Now, would you care to join me by the fire? I can read to you if you’d like—this book is one you’d enjoy, I think - swashbuckling and all that,” the woman offered, taking a step back towards the mantle and gently tugging him along.

“I would like that,” Astarion answered with a fond smile. Once they had gathered an array of pillows and were properly situated on the carpet, Sitri sitting upright with Astarion’s head in her lap, he prodded with a shit-eating grin, “So, you like it when I get all overprotective, do you?”

“Oh, do shut up.”

[heartual]

[irafuwas]

SPYAIR - 「Sakura Mitsutsuki」

春の夜 一人だった モノクロの空 ためいきが 消えてく 足早な 人の波 ただ見つめてさ ずっと待っていたんだ

Alone one spring night as my sighs evaporated into the monochrome sky I sat there, waiting and waiting watching the waves of people rushing by

サクラ ひらいても まだ寒い夜には 思い出すんだ 君の顔を 平気なの? 大丈夫さ。 ふざけて手を振る僕 あの日、君と 交わした約束

Even though the Sakura have already bloomed, a chill still lingers in the air On nights like this, your face floats into my mind "You okay? Yeah, I'm fine." I remember we joked around, and I waved to you I remember the promise we made with eachother that day

僕らは 僕らは あの欠けた月の 半分を探して 孤独を 分け合う 事ができたなら もう一度 誓うよ

The two of us, the two of us are still searching for that missing half of the moon If we could share in our loneliness I'd make that vow with you once again

四角いベンチ座り ぼんやり眺める空 思い出すんだ 昨日のように ささやかな笑顔も 些細な言い合いも どれだけ僕を 強くさせただろう?

Sitting on this bench, staring at the sky I remember like it was yesterday I remember your half-there smiles, our meaningless fights I wonder, how much stronger did they make me?

あれから あれから あの欠けた月の 半分を探して いつかは いつかは サクラの花咲く 満月の元へと

Ever since then, ever since then We've been searching for that missing half of the moon And someday, someday we'll find our way back to where we saw the Sakura blooming underneath the full moon

移り変わる街並 僕ら急かすよう 君は今どこで 何をしてるの? それなりの暮らし それなりの幸せ それでも まだ追いかけてる

It feels like the everchanging townscape is urging is on Where are you now? What're you doing? We've both found our own sort of happiness, forged our own paths through life And still, we chase after-

僕らは 僕らは あの欠けた月の 半分を探して 孤独を 分け合う 事ができたなら もう一度… あれから あれから あの欠けた月の 半分を探して いつかは いつかは サクラの花咲く 満月の元へと

The two of us, the two of us Are still searching for that missing half of the moon If we could share in our loneliness then once more, I'd…. Ever since then, ever since then we've been searching for that missing half of the moon And someday, someday we'll find our way back to where we saw the Sakura blooming underneath the full moon

[lady-sapphyre]

Art is a commission from the wonderful @fattylime !

GALEMANCERWEEK2024:

Series, completed

Rating: mixed

Categories: f/m

Relationship: Gale/(named)Tav

Words: 9,274

A series of short oneshots, each written within the time I could write on any given day, for the GalemancerWeek hosted by @/whirlinginroses on Twitter.

Contains: woodsmoke & honey, unattended desires, tender amends, aerial suspension, pillow talk, token of appreciation, words of love

[cetra]

Fools will say I Want To Live is an Astarion song but intellectuals know it's actually a Gale song