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it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

IT MAY TAKE ME A MONTH TO PUT OUT A CHAPTER BUT AT LEAST IM NOT USING AI TO WRITE IT

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❤️

You ever think the wizard is a little too appreciative of magic items??

insomnia, so get a Gale sketch

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I think they deserve a happy ending.

I love when characters get an ending they didn’t plan, but were content with anyway. Gale wanted godhood, to rise above Mystra and prove himself to her and anyone else who doubted him (not knowing the only one doubting him was himself). And Visera, poor Visera. Once a Scion of Murder, all she wanted (or was created to want) was death in her father’s name.

To end up here, alive and with each other, is a Good Ending.

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they have discovered algorithm (durge hasn't posted a while, bhaal temple really needs the revenue) (feel free to leave me ideas for other characters!!)

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BG3 companions realizing they caught feelings for Tav…

with: astarion, shadowheart, gale, lae'zel, karlach, halsin, wyll

🩸Astarion It hits him during a quiet moment—Tav’s tending to a scratch on his arm, gently chiding him for being reckless. Their touch is warm, grounding. No flirtation, no games, just care. He laughs it off, but inside, it terrifies him. This isn’t about survival anymore. I want them. I trust them. That realization is scarier than any vampire hunter.

🖤Shadowheart She notices it when Tav defends her without hesitation during a tense moral debate at camp. Her heart stutters. They chose me, even when it wasn’t easy. Later, she catches herself watching them laugh by the fire and realizes she’s memorized the sound. She’s afraid to name it love—but it’s already blooming in her guarded heart.

🧙Gale Gale realizes it when Tav listens to one of his long-winded tales without a single trace of boredom, smiling all the while. Then they ask a question—genuine curiosity in their eyes. It hits him like a well-placed Fireball. They see me. Not Mystra’s castaway. Me. His affection becomes a quiet, constant ember he tries to nurture, not smother.

🐍Lae’zel She doesn’t understand the ache in her chest when Tav praises someone else. During a battle, she sees them wounded and charges in without thinking—rage and fear mingling in her scream. Later, as she watches them sleep peacefully, her fists clench. What is this weakness? Then she realizes: it’s not weakness. It’s love. And it infuriates her.

❤️‍🔥Karlach It hits her mid-laugh. Tav just said something ridiculous and she’s cackling, spark-engine pulsing with warmth. She looks at them, grinning like an idiot, and her breath catches. Oh no. I’m in deep. She panics, blurts something dumb, then runs off to do pushups until she cools down. But the grin won’t fade, and her heart’s already theirs.

🐻Halsin He notices it slowly, like the growth of a tree—quiet, steady, undeniable. Tav touches his hand in thanks after a battle, and his breath catches. Their presence feels like home. One morning, watching them help a child in need, he sees not just strength, but immense kindness. I would walk beside them for the rest of my days, he thinks.

⚔Wyll It creeps in during the dances, the late-night stories, the stolen glances. When Tav calls him “noble” without irony, it stirs something fragile in his chest. He sees them offer kindness to the helpless and firmness to evil, and it fills him with warmth. This isn't admiration. It's love. And for once, he hopes the fairy tale ends with him.

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post divider not mine. credit goes to cafekitsune. Source: cafekitsune

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It was getting late but I really wanted to finish up a paragraph for a new fic and I swear to god I literally couldn't spell anything correctly save my life. I spent 13 minutes trying to understand why ledder looked wrong and google wouldn't help me.

I was trying to spell letter.

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Cliché

Summary: Tav had imagined that finally confessing their feelings to Gale, and finally being able to touch him, to make love to him, would have finally cured them of their excessive daydreaming about the man. Yet it seemed they ached to be with him even more than before. It had not even been a half day since their night under the stars, and Tav had seriously considered pulling him into a Shadow-Cursed alley at least thrice already. 

Gale x Tav, smut, fluff, they're so in love and this is very cheesy, oral, penis in vagina,  full bush (not really described I just needed you all to know), canon-typical violence, I love dnd and it really shows in this one.

3k

Ao3

Tav felt the raw elemental power of his spell ripple through the weave around them like a stone skipping on water. When they turned to look, the strands of Gale's hair were dancing around his face, his eyes glowing intensely with energy as icy blue lightning shot out from his fingers with a deafening crackle.

The same fingers that he dragged across their body so tenderly last night. The same fingers that painted a stunning picture of the stars on the gloomy canvas of the Shadow-Cursed sky. For them.

They were on their way to the Gauntlet of Shar to find the Nightsong. And though the suffocating darkness of the Shadow-Cursed lands put a damper on the party's mood in general, Tav felt like they were walking on air all day. The memories of last night were playing in their mind repeatedly. He loved them back. Yes, they were still in the most depressive area in the world, with the constant threat of ceremorphosis looming over them. Not to mention the actual Goddess who asked- no, ordered Gale to blow himself up.

It didn’t matter. Their cheeks were burning with the pain of not being able to stop smiling.

That was until the party was ambushed by a wraith and several undead warriors, right in the center of Reithwin Town. The cursed creatures had lunged out at the group, ready to slaughter them. However, the current threat was not at the front of Tav's mind. Not when Gale was close enough to touch, to kiss, to drag into an alley and-

The harsh smell of ozone filled Tav’s nostrils and they snapped out of their state of reverie when the aforementioned Wizard moved next to them, crouching behind a large, gnarly vine for cover.

Right. Fighting for their life.

They peeked over the edge of the creeping vine to assess the situation. Karlach was standing at the top of the stairs, her body pulsing with animalistic rage, the corpse of an undead half-orc already at her feet. The thick arrow sticking out of her shoulder didn't seem to bother her too much.

Another arrow was about to be nocked, but the archer got blown to pieces by Wyll's well-aimed eldritch blasts before they got the chance to.

An undead dwarf took this moment of distraction to sneak up behind him from the shadows and strike at Wyll. The first attack missed, but the second swing caught his upper thigh, causing Wyll to groan in pain. The warlock turned around to point a finger at his assailant, who was instantly engulfed in infernal flames, and left barely standing.

Tav popped up from behind cover and aimed a spell at the undead dwarf next to Wyll, pulling at the strands of the Weave to manifest an orb of deadly fire. One hit should be enough to end its unlife once and for all.

“Ignis”

Gale's shoulder brushed against their leg briefly.

Miss.

They growled in frustration. “Fuck”

“Are you all right, my love?” Gale looked at them with concern. Tav could vaguely hear Karlach roar ferally, followed by two wet squelches and the dull thud of a body hitting the ground. “Do you need healing?”

They did not process his caring words, or acknowledge his question. Instead, their mind was occupied by his proximity, the love in his eyes. Enough to sustain them forever, probably. What it felt like to have his lips on theirs after weeks of pining for each other was the only thing that mattered.

“Tav!”

The wizard physically shook them from another mid-battle daydream. “Uhh, I'm fine,” Wyll screamed out in pain as the strength was sapped from his body by the wraith that appeared from the shadows. “Hasten me.”

Gale nodded and took a piece of liquorice root from his component pouch and stuck it in his mouth before making a set of complex movements towards Tav.

“Provolo!”

A restless warmth like a stampede filled their body as the spell took effect. Tav practically vibrated with energy and sprinted from behind the tombstone, up the crumbling stairs at the center or Reithwin Town, blasting multiple high level magic missiles from their hands. The projectiles impacted on the shadowy form in rapid succession, and the wraith dissipated with a bone chilling screech.

One corrupted Harper left.

“Dolor”

Wyll's blasts sent the Harper flying back, right into the range of Karlach's hammer. She swung her weapon in a mighty arch, and the sound of crushing bones echoed throughout the square. One more hit should be enough to kill it now.

Tav approached the Harper, ready to evoke the power of lightning -just like Gale had done earlier- in one last devastating shocking grasp.

Miss. Miss.

Again? Was just the brief thought of him enough to render them completely useless?

Tav had imagined that finally confessing their feelings to Gale, and finally being able to touch him, to make love to him, would have finally cured them of their excessive daydreaming about the man. Yet it seemed they ached to be with him even more than before. It had not even been a half day since their night under the stars, and Tav had seriously considered pulling him into a Shadow-Cursed alley at least thrice already.

The undead creature tried to stab Tav with its sword, but before the blade could find purchase in their gut, it screeched horribly as it burned into ashes right before their eyes, ending the fight instantly. Gale's fire bolt had finished the job.

The party looted the bodies for any valuables and regrouped around Tav. The looks of concern on everyone's face mildly annoyed them. Karlach put a hand on their shoulder. “You alright, soldier? Looked like you were having a hard time out there.”

“I'm fine.” They snapped.

“Karlach is right, Tav, you seem out of it somehow, are you sure we can't help you?” Wyll's smile is kind and reassuring, and Tav was about to apologize, explain themself. Instead, the world started to spin and their legs gave out. They stumbled as a wave of exhaustion washed over them.

Lethargy.

Gale caught Tav before they could hit the ground, allowing them to lean on him until they regained their senses. “I imagine this encounter has taken a toll on all of us. Perhaps it would be best to take a brief respite.” He gently moved a strand of Tav’s hair back into place, and traced their cheek with his thumb, lingering on the corner of their mouth. Gale’s breath hitched.

His heartbeat quickened audibly.

“Or we could return to camp and end the adventuring day entirely. For,uh, tactical reasons.” His eyes didn’t leave Tav's. “To make sure we are as fresh as can be for the rest of the journey to the Gauntlet, tomorrow”

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If it would have been up to Tav, they would have dragged Gale straight into their tent the very second they arrived at camp. Unfortunately, there were wounds to be tended to, potions to be brewed, and dinner to be made. Why did they have to become the unofficial leader of the group?

The wait was excruciating, and both wizards had to resist the urge to forsake their responsibilities and just get naked right in the center of camp. Supposedly, everyone had seen them kiss each other this morning, and their mutual infatuation had been extremely obvious to everyone long before that. Karlach had shot Tav a knowing look and a wink while walking back to camp. Still, some privacy would be required for the things They had in mind right now.

It took forever for everyone to retire to their tents for the evening, or at least it felt that way to Tav. Did Astarion always take seven whole minutes to clean his teeth? Did Lae'zel have to clean every separate piece of equipment she owned, even though she didn't leave camp today? How long did Shadowheart truly need to pray to her Lady? Surely 10 minutes would have sufficed instead of the whopping ninety it actually took.

Gods.

After one final conversation with Halsin on battle tactics against undead, everyone finally retired to their respective beds.

Tav slipped into Gale's tent, and found him on his bedroll, propped up on one elbow with a thick tome in front of him. His concentrated frown softened the moment he laid his eyes on his fellow wizard. “My love-” The distance between them was instantly unbearable and Tav rushed to get close to him. Gale discarded his book without second thought and sat up while opening up his arms for them.

They dropped down to their knees in front of him, and reached out their hand to cup Gale's face, pressing their forehead against his. The warmth that spread through their body was like feeling the first rays of spring-sunshine on your face after a long, gloomy winter. He smelled like home already.

“Every moment without your touch has been a torment unparalleled by what even the most cruel devils of the Nine Hells could conjure. To taste your lips again would be a blessing greater than any god or goddess could bestow upon me.”

Tav smiled. A wave of butterflies rumbled in their stomach, and they kissed him tenderly.

They took a short moment to mentally apologize to all the lovestruck bards they had made fun of in the past. Tav had always thought that the lyrics of most great love ballads were a bit, well, dramatic. Surely none of these writers were actually sick with love, and not a single person could actually compare to the blessed fields of Elysium. No one had ever made Tav feel that way, thus they had always assumed these bards were exaggerating.

But, fuck, had they been right. Every stupid cliché was true, Tav truly ached with love, and the blessed fields of Elysium would seem a barren wasteland in comparison to Gale of Waterdeep. They would walk through every layer of the Hells just to make him smile. He was like the moon and stars, the sunrise every morning and the sunset every night. He was the smell of fresh bread and the excitement of a good book. The morning dew, laughter, beauty, and love. Love.

“I think we might have made a mistake, Gale.” They felt his frown against their forehead but firmly pressed their lips against it in reassurance. “W-what do you mean? Surely you don't regret-” Tav cut him off with a soft kiss on the lips, hands still cupping his face.

“Not ever, Gale, I love you.” They looked him in the eyes. “I meant that I've been incredibly distracted today, because you have occupied my every waking thought.” Another kiss.

He relaxes, and his hands snuck up to Tav's waist. The whirling sensation of desire it ignited was a distraction in its own right.

“I doubt that I could've hit a building with a fireball today.” They continued kissing his cheek and down to his neck, along the dark lines of the orb, and moved to straddle his hips, earning a low grunt of approval from Gale.

“That sounds like a serious problem, my love.” His hands were roaming freely across their back and one reached up to caress the nape of their neck while his head fell back to grant Tav better access to his neck. “Perhaps it would help to share some of these distracting thoughts of yours?” His other hand gripped their upper thigh, sending another shock of arousal through Tav. “Or, if you prefer, a demonstration?”

“You are wearing way too many clothes for a demonstration.”

With that, they pushed him down onto the bedroll, and sent their lips crashing down on him until they were both gasping for air. They could feel his heartbeat through his chest. Gale used the brief break between their lips to clumsily pull his shirt off over his shoulders.

He pulled Tav back down to meet his lips again and kissed them firmly but tenderly, pulling them flush against him. One of his hands slid down to grab their ass, humming in delight as he did. Tav reveled in his warmth, and felt their nipples harden as they rubbed against his hairy chest while his tongue slipped into their mouth.

The rough hairs were soon replaced by Gale's hands. He rolled the stiff nubs between his expert fingers, causing Tav to break the kiss and arch their back.

Gale's open-mouthed staring was interrupted by the movement of Tav's hips along his hardening length. A moan escaped them both. Tav blushed at the sound and felt the increasing wetness between their legs. Gale used the grip on Tav’s ass to guide their movements, increasing their speed slightly.

“Could I take these off of you?” They asked impatiently.

Gale was not known for being at a loss for words, quite the contrary. But the sight of Tav blushing while they straddled him, practically humped him, eliminated his remaining verbosity and all he could do was nod.

A mischievous smile crept upon Tav's face. They said a brief incantation, and with a flick of the wrist, they were both completely naked.

The sudden sensation of bare skin against bare skin sent shivers down Tav’s spine, yet the desire to be even closer to him burned through their body. Tav was dripping with need.

Gale's hard cock twitched against them. “I love you.” He said almost deliriously.

“I love you too.”

He flipped Tav on their back, and they wrapped their legs around his waist instinctively. They were a mess of grasping hands, pulled hair, sloppy kisses and grinding hips. The way Gale's erection rubbed over their clit with every move was driving them insane.

“Gale please.”

They didn't know what they were asking for, exactly. Hells, they probably didn't even know their own name at this point. Thankfully, Gale understood the general idea and moved his attention to the wetness between Tav's legs. They whined when he started to teasingly kiss along their lower stomach, down to their inner thighs.

Tav's patience ran out fairly quickly, and they guided his head to where they wanted him- needed him. The warm breath of Gale's laughter against their pussy made them squirm.

He wrapped his arms around Tav's legs firmly, and slowly dragged his tongue over their clit. The sudden contact made them shudder with delight, and they gripped the wizard's hair even tighter. Tav bucked their hips slightly and opened their legs as far as possible, eager for more.

Gale started out slowly, taking notice of every movement that made Tav gasp and moan. He circled their clit with just the right amount of pressure and a tense heat started to build in Tav's lower stomach.

Gale positioned a finger at their entrance and slowly pushed it inside, making them clench around his finger instantly. He slowly moved his finger in and out until another slipped in with ease. He started to curl his fingers rhythmically.

“Fuck, Gale, that feels so good.”

The feeling of Gale's moan against them only added to the pleasure. Both of Tav's hands were grasping at his hair now, their body vibrating with pleasure. The heat that pooling in their body was close to overflowing.

“I'm s-so close”

Gale kept going steadily, his mouth firmly circling their clit and his fingers pumping in and out of them until the tension in their body built to its peak until it snapped. Waves of pleasure were washing over Tav. Their thighs clamped around Gale's head, and Tav started to convulse underneath him as he kept fingering them throughout their orgasm.

The feeling started to overwhelm, and Tav pulled Gale off of them by the hair in a not-quite-gentle way, panting heavily. Tav let their head fall back onto the soft pillow, legs twitching again as Gale pulled his fingers out gingerly. They felt light and warm, blissful.

It took some time for Tav to realise that Gale had sat back up, still fully erect, and was staring at them intently, as if waiting for something.

“I asked if you are okay.”

His words snapped them back into reality. “Oh, yes, very much so.” The tent was too cold without him close and the sight of his stiff cock re-ignited their arousal instantaneously. “Come here.”

He crawled his way back up and kissed them passionately, his beard was wet with their slick, and the distinct taste of them was heavy on his tongue. It made the desperate heat return to Tav’s stomach fully. They dragged their hands along his chest, down his stomach, and wrapped their hands around him. They started to pump him slowly, dragging their thumb over the head and twisting at the base until he was moaning into their mouth.

“T-Tav.”

They made a mental note to tease him until he was desperately begging to be inside of them another time.

Instead, they dragged his head through their wet folds, and aligned him with their entrance. He looked into their eyes and slowly pushed in until he bottomed out entirely, gasping at the ecstasy of being inside of them. Tav wrapped their legs around him, and he dug his fingers into their thighs while his other hand cupped Tav’s face lovingly. They gripped his biceps and whined softly at the way his thick cock stretched them out so deliciously.

The moment was intimate. Their foreheads touching; breathing in each other’s breaths; impossibly close.

Tav’s hands found their way to Gale’s thick hair, and they kissed sloppily as he started to thrust. Gale found a rhythm that extracted a near constant string of moans from them. Their legs wrapped around him tighter, they snapped their hips up into him, and their nails clawed into the skin on his back in pleasure. Another orgasm was getting closer with every thrust. Gale felt them twitching and tightening around him, and snuck his hand between them to rub their clit with his thumb.

His movements were becoming more erratic as he too was getting close. Every snap of his hips sent another wave of pleasure through Tav, making them squeeze around him. The tension tightened until they found release once more. Their legs were shaking, head thrown back, and nails digging into his sweaty back. Tav moaned his name into his ear. Gale buried his head into Tav’s neck and fucked into them a couple more times as Tav clenched around him in pleasure, his release following theirs shortly after.

They were both sticky with sweat, breathing heavily against each other. Gale pulled out with a soft groan, and used prestidigitation to clean them up before settling back on top of Tav’s chest. Tav placed gentle kisses on the crown of his head while their fingers lazily drew sigils of abjuration on his back. He was theirs, and they were going to keep him safe. Forever.

“I love you, Gale.”

A muffled, sleepy voice answered: “I love you too, Tav.”

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In Every Universe

Ya'll please be warned I cried while writing this! I was feeling some angst tonight!! #Angst #Death #Husband Gale #True Love #Good Ending

I promise. I'll find you in every universe, my love. It was a gloomy day in the city of Waterdeep. A storm had just passed after covering the city in inches of cold, wet rain. Soon people began to walk the streets again, exiting from their dry hiding spots. Gale watched the city come back to life with its everyday hustle and bustle from his balcony window. After Baldur's Gate was saved he returned to Waterdeep with his love to live out the rest of their lives together. The two spent every moment with each other, either locked in each other's arms or side by side in multiple new harrowing adventures. Now they both have lived to be almost 100 years old. Which truly is an extraordinary achievement given their perilous misadventures. Both their hair has turned snow white, and their bodies worn to the bone from continuous overuse. The years they spent together were priceless to the both of them. Gale wished he could still have many, many more. Gale's tired eyes examined the view as he felt the gentle sea air flow around him. Unkept were the letters not yet finished strewn around his work desk. Each addressed to their mutual friends and companions, now located all around different parts of Faerun. They all had the same synopsis but were written differently to address each one for a more personalized touch. "It is with great sorrow I am writing to inform you our beloved Tav has passed."

Tav was dying. Not dying from anything a cleric could cure or a God or Goddess would care to help with. She was dying from natural old age. Gale started to notice little things with his beloved as they grew old. She began to complain about the rain and how it would bring pain to her aching joints. She started to forget the plans they had made with each other. Then she began to have difficulty getting dressed and getting up from bed at all. Gale took on a full-time role taking care of his wife at home. He fed her all her meals, changed her soiled clothes, and made sure she was always comfortable. Even though Gale handled it well, emotionally his heart shattered more and more every time he had to face the reality his wife was deteriorating more each day. He got in contact with Shadowheart who had no issues coming to help him take care of Tav. She had been staying with them for the past two weeks in their guest room. She helped with night shift duties and daytime activities. Shadowheart listened to every story Tav told her with the same enthusiasm as she did the first time, even though she had heard it the hundredth time that day.

"Gale?" A soft voice spoke behind him pulling him out of his own thoughts. "Yes, Shadowheart?" Gale asked while turning to see her standing with a sorrow-filled expression. "It's time." She answered.

Gale followed Shadowheart to his bed chambers where his wife lay resting peacefully. Her white hair cascaded down her shoulders. She lay on her back with the bedsheets covering her up to her chest but her arms lay uncovered by her side. Her chest rose and fell softly with each breath. A fresh clean night gown covered any exposed skin to keep her warm. The gorgeous purple butterfly necklace that Gale had gifted to her on their first wedding anniversary lay over the nightgown on her chest, sparkling while catching the flickering candlelight. Gale grinned, she loved butterflies, they always seemed to come to say hello when she would tend to her small flower garden. Gale pulled up a chair to sit next to her side while Shadowheart stood closer to the end of the bed holding her hands together. Gale gently took his wife's hand to entwine it with his own.

"My love, can you look at me?" Gale spoke with a calm loving tone. Tav's head turned slightly to Gale's voice then slowly she opened her eyes to see her beloved. "Of course, my darling." Tav upturned her lips for a small grin. "My love, I-" Gale's voice began to crack as he fought back the knot beginning to form in his throat. "I think it's time to go." He spoke as tears rolled down his cheeks and his lips began to quiver. With a shaky hand, Tav lifted her wrist up to touch her husband's face. She swiped at the stream of wetness with her thumb before Gale with his own hand took hers to his mouth to kiss her palm. Gale shut his eyes forcefully to push out more tears while trying to hold back sobs of sorrow. "My love, please, don't weep for me." After a moment Gale opened his eyes to see his darling wife completely composed grinning the best she could at him. "I do not fear death, my darling." Gale laid his hands and Tavs gently back on the bed, while sucking in a heavy breath. Once composed Gale locked eyes with her once more. "I know my love, you have never been scared of anything." Gale tried to ease into a more lighter tone. "In the face of dangerous uncertainty, you always leapt first." Gale swallowed hard on the thick saliva that pulled into the back of his throat. "I wish I could leap first this time, so I guide you to me in the afterlife." Tav let out a soft chuckle, "Ye of little faith in my sense of direction." Tav jested. Just as quickly as she spoke, however, a low grown escaped her lips and her body began to sink ever so slightly into the mattress. Shadowheart unhooked her hands and moved closer to Tav out of reflex. After a quick glance at Shadowheart Gale turned his body to fully to Tav. "My love, the time I got to spend with you were the happiest days of my life," Gale spoke in haste. "Wherever your soul goes mine will surely follow." Gale retched his hand to caress his wife's face, who stared at him with kind soft eyes. "Do you promise?" Tav spoke in almost a whisper. "I promise, I'll find you in every universe, my love." With one last attempt at a smile, a single tear fell from the corner of Tav's right eye, and then she was gone. Gale fell upon his wife's chest and sobbed into her as Shadowheart placed her hand on his back to rub small circles. Tears quietly fell from her eyes as she whispered her last goodbyes.

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It was pitch black and so uncomfortably cramped. Gale twisted his body desperately for any way to get out of the mess he found himself in. Finally, he felt an opening. While reaching his hand out into the unknown void he called out. "Hello? Anyone?" Gale could feel the oxygen getting thinner, soon he would find himself suffocated in his own failed teleportation spell. By Mystra's grace, Gale felt a firm strong hand grab his own and pull him from his soon-to-be coffin. Gale fell to the ground with a thud. He looked at the ground and at his hands which were still graciously intact. Feet appeared in front of him and a hand was lowered in offering of assistance. Gale followed the hand up with his eyes to see a smiling male half-elf. Gale retched his hand to accept the offer and was pulled up to his feet. "Are you alright?" The half-elf asked inquisitively. "Why yes, it appears so thanks to you." Gale brushed off thick dust and small stones from his robes. When he looked up again the half-elf introduced himself as Azur and the woman next to him as Shadowheart. Gale went to speak but a sparkle in Azur's eyes caught his attention. He looked into Azur's soft blue eyes and felt a unwarranted since of, familiarity? The feeling Gale felt was unexplainable, like being underwater but being able to breathe just fine. Azur noticed his pause and stared at him with slight worry. "Are you sure you're alright mate? You could have hit your head I suppose." Gale clicked out of his trance and tried to play off the unwanted staring. "So sorry, I'm usually better at this." Azur humorously scoffed at Gale's comment. "Better at what exactly?" Gale prepared himself and then bowed politely. "Instructions." After pleasantries were exchanged it was unanimous the small group should look for any other survivors from the crash. Gale walked behind Azur and Shadowheart while absorbing the landscape they found themselves in. Unintendedly Gale slowed his pace and fell further behind the two. Gale stopped walking altogether when he felt a soft gust of wind kiss the back of his neck. He turned his body to the right to see Azur talking to Shadowheart, the two had stopped and he was pointing to something up ahead. Gale watched wide eyed as a grand dazing bright purple butterfly gently landed on Azurs shoulder. The butterfly's wings caught the sunlight just right to sparkle with beautiful hues of purple and blue. A slight shiver ran down Gale's back as he watched the butterfly take flight and disappear into a field of wildflowers. Without noticing the event Azur turned to seek out Gale who he found to be lost in thought once again. "Gale, over here. I think there could be another survivor up ahead." Gale, while standing still locked eyes with Azur once more. Those soft kind eyes were one in a million, the kind that makes you feel safe.

"Seek and you shall find me." Gale grinned as he began to walk to rejoined the group.

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"You’re quite wonderbra—wonderful! That is, what I’m trying to say is…you’re the best—I mean, breast—I MEAN, BEST—thing to happen to me in a very long time… 😰"

(Comic panel from https://www.extrafabulouscomics.com/)

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Finished the stickers btw, will be printed in gold and silver

that was a one tough night I tell you…👻

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My first fan art ever as well as my first tumblr post since my childhood days on tumblr. Watch out world, I like Gale Dekarios!

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A little dribble because my March has been busy, busy, busy!

GN Tav - sfw

A hail storm developed suddenly upon the camp of unlikely heroes. Only one loud crackle of thunder was heard before small heavy ice balls decended upon the camp. The skys turned dark grey, and thunder grew louder. Everyone began to scatter, running to take shelter. Gale, while watching Tav, instrut the others to seek safety, seized the opportunity to steal them away. In the mince of the storm, he grabbed their hand and led them to safety in his sturdy blue tent.

The ice balls hit the tent with great force, and the tent luckily took each blow even with the wind trying desperately to whip the entire camp into the air. Gale held onto Tav closely, attempting to shield them from any potential hits. He hugged Tav as deep as he could to his chest, even scared he still relished the moment of closeness. After the storm passed and only a moderate amount of rain fall remained, Gale released Tav to check for any injuries. While sitting across from each other, Tav began to ring out the excess water from their hair. Gale stole glances while he also rang out water from his mage robes.

"Thank you." Tav finally spoke breaking the silence.

"For what exactly?" Gale asked curiously.

"For shielding me from the storm. Honestly, I was just so focused on making sure everyone made it somewhere safe. I would have gotten knocked out by one of those ice balls if it wasn't for you saving me." Tav explained with a humorous tone.

"Anything for you, Tav." Gale smiled then peaked out the tent to access any immediate storm damage.

"I hope everyone is okay." Tav looked to Gale, who was still peaking from his tent flap.

"Looks to be the case. All things considered, there is minimal overall damage. I suspect we all will be staying in our tents until the rain stops, however." Gale spoke, then turned to look over to Tav.

"Mind if I ride out the rest of the storm with you?" Tav asked sweetly.

"Of course not, I'm delighted you're here." Gale began to rummage through a large wooden chest that seemed to appear out of nowhere. "Would you like to play chess, perhaps?" Gale grinned as he placed down a chessboard and pieces in front of Tav.

The two laughed and played rounds of chess until suddenly Astarion pulled open Gales tent flap, exposing them to bright blue skys. "There you two are." Astarion huffed. "Well, I was hoping to find you too naked, but instead, I found you two playing chess." Shadowheart slapped Astarion shoulder with the back of her right hand. "Leave them alone, Astarion. They are both safe, thats what matters." With a quiet "ow" Astarion rolled his eyes, and the two made their way back into the heart of the camp.

"Well, I guess we better get out there and help clean up." Tav spoke softy.

"I'm glad we had this time together." Gale looked into Tavs eyes, admiring the moment.

"We should do this again." Tav spoke while standing to their feet. "Spend time together, I mean. Just you and me."

"I'd like that." Gale spoke with a smile then watched Tav walk away to join the others.

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This time I made them on my way to work. Not like the ones I made instead of working.

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