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Gale invites you to sleep in his tent on a particularly cold night at camp. When you press against him, you create a problem that you have to solve (with your hand).
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you can craft a better future, if you so choose by lilhumanoid
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
05 Nov 2025
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"Tonight, Astarion has accepted that not only does he have friends, one of them happens to be Wyll gods-damned Ravengard.
It took time, to say the least. Wyll was less than thrilled to learn about Astarion's affliction when he, ah, revealed it. Astarion was similarly displeased about Wyll's monster-hunting, devil-pacting situation. They tolerated each other simply to avoid cereme- cemer- ugh, the whole tentacleization thing. Astarion generally spent those early evenings hunting or resting, anyway, which were decidedly solitary activities.
But then they reached the city, and something started to shift."
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Astarion's and Wyll's friendship slowly develops over Act III (and so does Astarion's and Gale's relationship!).
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Astarion watched her from the shadows, his keen gaze catching the way her soft body moved as she worked, the little roll of her stomach when she leaned forward. She was so alive—warm, kind, and heartbreakingly unaware of her effect on others. Gale was seated nearby, seemingly focused on a book, but Astarion wasn’t fooled. The wizard’s eyes flicked to Tav often, lingering when she laughed softly at her own thoughts or tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear as she worked.
It was intolerable, really. The way Gale looked at her—his Tav—as if she were some celestial object of study. And yet, Astarion couldn’t summon the venom he wanted to. After all, Gale wasn’t wrong. Tav was remarkable, and she wasn't his.. not yet.
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Day 12 of Schlocktober: Haggled Use
Minthara locked eyes with Gale. “Free is for vagrants and druids. We are neither."
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- Part 2 of Gale and Minthara are Just Like This
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Kinktober Day 7: Marking
This ended up being more romantic than I originally planned, but I don't care. It's so sweet, and I love this moment for them.
Part of my Established Universe
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- Part 9 of The Love of One Pale Elf
- Part 7 of Kinktober 2025
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"Ah, now Minsc understands. He has seen that twinkle in your eyes on many-a-person before. One that wishes for pantsless bodies and soft beds." Either Minsc is politely ignoring how red Gale's face must be turning, or he is enjoying every new shade of scarlet he's managing to pull from his burning cheeks. The smug little smile on his lips seems to indicate the latter. "You do not need to hide your desires from me, little wizard, you are far from the first to want Minsc to touch in all of the tender places. I am happy to do it if you ask, though I do wonder– is it not our whiny vampire that has caught your interest? It is him you trail like a lost puppy-dog, not Minsc."
The day after defeating Orin, Gale is left at the Elfsong in the care of Minsc to recover from the ordeal. Unfortunately, the process of healing from being a Bhaalists's pincushion for a tenday is only a fraction of what's eating away at him. Now he's stuck at camp, hopelessly pining after their rogue, and grappling with just how damnably burdensome he is on the rest of his companions...
Or- Gale gets a perspective change and a lesson in love by being folded by the big dumb ranger. Yippie! 🎉
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Latest Chapter Excerpt: Act III - More Like Worship Than Love
"Loving someone is not thinking they’re perfect, it is knowing they aren’t and loving them anyway. Sometimes, the way you treat me, it feels more like worship than love."
“I…am afraid I may not know the difference.”
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A wizard and a druid, one's life shaped by love and the other by its lack. Both defining their worth by their magic. Can love show them they are more than just magic, and will they be able to accept it? A collection of new and extended scenes spanning the whole game as Aster (gnome druid Tav) and Gale's relationship blossoms.
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Sunrise on the Eastern Chionthar by teddy_likes_matcha
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
28 Sep 2025
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Hope is resiliency and conviction, and Iris tries to choose hope every day.
Iris was bound for Waterdeep before the Nautiloid swept her off the docks in Grey Harbor. Now, she's calling a remote patch of forest home alongside new friends and old. Every day she's fighting for her life and wielding magic fueled by faith and hope. Waterdeep had once held the promise of of freedom, sanctuary, and a new beginning... perhaps she can build a new life from this unexpected detour? She wasn't expecting to care so deeply for the misfit band of heroes she'd gathered, especially the handsome wizard she'd pulled from a stone.
Hope and New Beginnings are kind of Iris's thing. So she'll rise to this challenge, break some curses, and find a cure for her companions if it's the last thing she does.
This is a retelling of Baldur's Gate 3, centered around my first & favorite Tav; a Lathanderian Cleric. My other Tavs make appearances, introducing new plot and new relationships to the story. Just here for the romance and fluff? You can skip to the chapters with asterisks (*).
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Two years after the defeat of the netherbrain, Gale and Astarion met again and ended up in a loving marriage. Now, for his 270th birthday, Gale wants to ensure he gives his husband a gift he will never forget: the ability to see himself for the first time in centuries. And perhaps, to engage in some fun activities with his image.
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After spending a lifetime trying to be good enough to deserve love, Gale is unfamiliar with the idea that he is enough as he is. The tantalizing pull of the Crown, of all that power, the ability to become something better than himself, is nearly overwhelming.
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Gale finally comes to an important realization. Therin is pleased about it.
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He paused. The air was rife with emotion, a silent promise—Gale knew exactly what the elf meant, in that moment. An inexplicable connection had drawn them together—as if the nautiloid were fate, a necessity to bring them together. And in that moment, he came to a realization—a rather important one, one that he kicked himself for not having sooner.
He was doing it again.
Just like with Mystra, he was trying to become something more than himself. Something divine. Something worthy. He was trying ascend, for Therin.
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- Part 5 of Floe
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Elminster delivers the news of Mystra's demand of Gale - blow himself up, and all will be forgiven. Unlike Gale, Therin has a thing or two to say about that.
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Therin isn't about to let Gale go and blow himself up for the goddess that cast him away.
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“You’re not seriously considering going through with this?” Therin was livid, to say the fucking least. Gale was taken aback at the severity of his tone—the elf’s ire had never been directed to anyone in their camp, not even when Lae’zel and Shadowheart had their little scuffle a tenday ago. When he met Therin’s eyes, he saw the rage storming behind them, brow furrowed in confusion at just what the wizard was trying to propose.
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- Part 4 of Floe
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Just a horny moment between Lyra and Gale
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Gale never got the words out.
Not in the meadow. Not under the stars. Not with the orb pulsing in his chest like a second heart ready to break.
Then a note. A robe. A meeting under moonlight.
Eilkthyria leads him to a forgotten tower where the veil between worlds feels thin, and magic hums through the air like a second language. There’s wine. Music. A dance beneath the stars.
Maybe tonight, he’ll finally find the courage to tell her everything—or lose the chance forever.
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- Part 1 of Threads of the Weave
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He bent forward, lowering his voice into a grumbly murmur. “I happen to have a lovely tower with a splendid view of the harbor.”
“You are inviting me to your home?” I recoiled in surprise, sniffing as my tears dried.
He cleared his throat awkwardly, looking away. “Ah, is that perhaps a bit too forward?”
I shook my head, holding up my hands. “It is just that you do not know me very well.”
“But I would like to. Get to know you well, that is.”~~~
Four years after the events that led to the death of the elder brain- and the destruction of the Crown of Karsus- Gale accepted the offer to be a tenured professor at Blackstaff Academy. Both his former explosivity and his reputation as a hero of the Gate kept his students under control and the staff certain of his credibility. But when the new herbalist supplying the Academy finds him less than savory upon introduction, Gale attempts to fix his impression with varying degrees of success.
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Returning to Waterdeep after the fall of the Netherbrain, Gale finds anonymous fame as The Wizard in the city’s infamous mud wrestling tournament. The final pits him against Mercury, another wrestler hidden by a mask. Yet Gale soon discovers that Mercury is not as unknown as he’d like to believe.
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BloodWeave porn with feelings, set post game, where a crack prompt is wrangled into canon.
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- Part 6 of Crack Shack Creations
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A flirtatious bard bangs her way through the plot of BG3. Along the way, she catches the eye of a nerdy wizard with a strange appetite - one that she's uniquely qualified to satisfy.
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Murder hobo in the party by Orangeup
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga), Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
19 Apr 2025
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Join Tomura Shigiraki in his journey through Faerun , he'll show this world how a villain fights.
If only these idiots stopped making kicked puppy faces when he suggests something evil
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Oghma’s Favored & Mystra’s Outcast by Asherblood
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Forgotten Realms (Roleplaying Game)
15 Apr 2025
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Ashla Diedas, the current youngest of Oghma’s fifty demigod and exarch children is a faithfully devoted paladin seeking to free her 24 siblings from the clutches of the god Cyric, the enemy of Oghma. When on her travels she is kidnapped by a mindflayer ship and is made impure by a mindflayer parasite, she bands together with a legend back at home in Waterdeep, Gale of Waterdeep a wizard who grew up at the same time as her. She is in total awe of meeting him, despite knowing he has been casted aside for going against her “Aunt” Mystra. Now with a band of misfits and runaways they struggle to find the cure for their infliction.
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- Part 15 of Ashla
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Gale had desperately clasped Astarion's wrist, preventing him from fully wrenching away. From fleeing. And for a brief moment Astarion was ready to lash out with all of the feral fury a starving spawn had to offer.
The memory of that scorching touch was like a scar. The imprint of his lightly calloused, bare palm on Astarion's slender wrist was an invisible, white-hot brand upon his flesh. It was only Gale's wide, worried eyes and immediate surrender of Astarion's captured limb that saved him from being torn to ribbons by long-forgotten vampiric claws.
He loathed it. Touching and being touched.
People did not touch Astarion and survive.
Astarion did not touch people destined to live.
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Astarion has a complicated relationship with physical touch. It brings up a wellspring of memories best left forgotten, and he doesn't even know if he could enjoy it anymore should he ever let anyone close enough to try... or five times Astarion sees Gale being held and has a lot of difficult feelings about it + the one time he does it himself and knows exactly how he feels about it.
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And then there were his clothes, those unnecessarily tight vests and high collars, as if to remind everyone that he was more refined than them. His entire attitude—his lilting tone, his insipid arrogance, the way he sucked on his own fangs absentmindedly, like he was forever savoring some unspoken amusement.
And his scent. By the gods,his scent.
A mix of bergamot, a hint of rosemary—maybe a touch of aged brandy, warm and sharp all at once. It was heavy,it lingered,it clung to the air around him. It was vile. Absolutely, infuriatingly vile. She hated it.She hated him.