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What if the reason we keep finding spiders in our houses is because they're trying to domestic themselves like cats

#spiders

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Do you guys think Gale would love "5D Chess with Multiverse Time Travel"?

#gale dekarios #bg3 gale #gale of waterdeep #bg3 #5D Chess with Multiverse Time Travel

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“While I hope that isn’t your intention, staring any harder at the fire won’t make it any stronger. No matter how accomplished you may be.”

You feel the muscles in your brows relax in the dark of the night. Interesting, that. Considering how you don’t recall them furrowing so tightly in the first place.

Hearing the scratch of shoes against stone, you feel him make himself more apparent, as he always did. Moving to stand beside you. Not resting his eyes upon your visage just yet. Choosing to study the dying embers you must have been glaring at in front of you.

He takes quite an awful amount of time in doing so, too. Whatever thought you might have been thinking about long gone from your grasp as his presence unnerves you.

You feel your hands clenching and unclenching to alleviate yourself.

Yet the very air around him still makes your head swim, and your blood boil.

He takes a deep breath, as if steeling his resolve, before turning to look at you.

“What’s on your mind?”

“Cut the shit, Dekarios. What do you want?”

He shudders at the use of his name, but raises his hand up in false surrender. Gesticulating with his arms and hands as much as he did when you last saw him this close up.

“I mean no harm, and I see no point in denying to remedy whatever rift may have come between us.” He motions to the both of you, as he speaks.

“Come now,” he moves to lessen your distance, but you only turn to keep facing the dying campfire as he continues.

“Surely whatever schoolyard taunts and transgressions exchanged aren’t worth jeopardizing our efforts in our search for a cure, hm?” There’s a hopeful lilt at the end in his voice. He looks almost sincerely apologetic as continues on. Words, lacking their usual garrulous nature, as if keeping things short and simple would appease you.

If you didn’t know any better, you’d say he was apologizing out of the goodness of his heart.

“And who told you to apologize this time? Was it our fiery friend, or ‘The Blade of Frontiers?’ Or perhaps even our closest confidante; Astarion?” He raises a finger up with a confused expression to counter, but you beat him to it.

“With all due respect, Mr. Dekarios, we can go on our merry little way without discussing this.” You still refuse to look at him as you settle on admiring your nails for a change of scenery.

“Perhaps we’ll find some other fortune altogether and be rid of our parasites in the mornings that follow! And our little truce will matter not once we part ways and we both return to where we belong.” You finally move towards your tent to close your conversation, but Gale seems to ignore the implication as he follows you.

“You can finally return home to your beloved tower in Waterdeep, and I will be happily rotting in my little hovel.” You make one final tilt of the head to look at him, as if turning your whole body would be too much of an effort or grace to bestow upon him.

“Good night, sir Archmage.” You huff out as you disappear into the flaps of your tent without even letting your old classmate a chance to retaliate.

He stares incredulously at the still swishing material of your sanctuary. He releases a heavy sigh that built up in him and walked back to his own space in the camp to stew in his thoughts.

His eyes catching on the spyglass that he set up right outside his tent with disappointment.

If things had gone pleasantly, he would’ve asked you to observe the stars with him, as they were clearer to see from here than in Baldur’s Gate.

He distantly recalls you wanting for one during your academy days as the view from your little hovel, as he once called it, was rather murky. What with all the factories in the area.

He takes one last look at your tent from his and shakes his head.

It eludes him why you’re so hostile around him.

And even more so when you’re nowhere near this way around the others. He figured you two would be closer, given your shared interests and trade.

Hells, he even admired you all those years ago. Watching you accomplish so much, despite many difficulties. He wonders if you’ve ever respected him in the same way.

He sees Wyll looking at him, and he shakes his head to tell him that he doesn’t feel like talking. Entering his own tent to turn in for the night.

Hoping for any good that the gods can afford them come first light.

#It's impact not intent Gale #Bless your heart funny magic man #I love this though cuz Gale #he clearly struggles with social cues #and awkwardness #and he definitely means well but clearly #no one told him that saying that stuff is insanely rude #And now I have to see him realize that he put his foot in his mouth #PLEEEEEAAAAASE #This is SO GOOD #gale dekarios #bg3 x reader #Gale x reader #gale of waterdeep x reader #gale of waterdeep x tav #gale dekarios x tav #gale x tav #gale of waterdeep #bg3 #gale dekarios x reader #gale bg3 #bg3 gale x reader #bg3 gale x tav #bg3 gale

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This machine kills AI

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All of the above?

Do we think Gale Dekarios is into dirty talk.

Like be absolutely FILTHY about it. MDNI 18+

Like. Feral??? Cursing?? Talking about how good his cock feels inside your cunt. Your pussy. Inside you???

Or does he do it but in his Gale, flowery words that make not only your body ache for him but your heart??

Comparing the magic wrapped around his cock to the magic of the Weave, feeling it crackling every where, surrounding him like an embrace he never knew he needed until he met you.

Or does he become a ravaging animal with you, because you make him so. You make this charming, collected man grow hot to the point where he can’t even form words as he’s fucking you. And he is fucking you with every inch of him because you just feel that good.

All with groans, whimpers and growls.

You’ve turned the wizard man into a beast and it’s just how the two of you like him to be.

#gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #bg3 gale #gale dekarios smut #gale dekarios x reader #gale x tav

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OP I just wanted you to know that that last line went hard af and also are you okay?

i don't like gale baldurs gate or elliot stardew valley they are too pretentious (they remind me of myself and i will break every mirror to not gaze into my own reflection)

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Companions' Wishes

Wyll:

Shadowheart:

Gale:

Karlach:

Astarion:

Lae'zel:

I just thought these were cool insights on the characters.

(Haven't checked if Lae'zel's options change if she visits the Creche first, but it is too late for that )

Edit: If you are wondering where this is, you should investigate the basement of the apothecary in the Blighted Village.

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Besides the companions, which npc in bg3 do you think has the most tragic story?

Interesting question! A lot of NPCs have some pretty tragic backstories and outcomes, but assuming you play a morally good character and help everyone you can, I'd say probably Art Cullagh.

Poor man was just an honourable Flaming Fist who enjoyed playing the lute in his spare time. He went to the Shadowlands to investigate a Sharran cult and ended up stuck in a 100 year long nightmare with only a spirit for company. Then, when he woke, he learned that everyone he ever loved was probably gone, the Flaming Fist fell off, and Thaniel (his only friend) might be dying. He lived long enough to see the shadow curse lifted and Thaniel set free, but he never recovered. Instead, he slowly withered away, succumbing to the toll the century-long curse took on his body, until he was so weak he couldn't even eat or hold quill. ☹

His ending was bittersweet. Happy, but sad.

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There should be a fanfic writing game called the showrunners challenge where someone writes a story and partway through someone else can play things like "actor leaves after 4000 more words" or "topic now too politically sensitive due to unforeseen world events" or "lost rights to that reference"

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gale has so many things wrong with him, i love him 💕

like after the attack on last light in where they tried to kidnap isobel is so funny to me, like he seriously comes up and is like “that was so scary and you are so violent and covered in blood i need to have sex NOW or i will die, but uhhh yeah WE are gonna have to be patient or something i guess…”

bro got that autistic rizz that my durge cannot resist

like first he says like “you haven’t bathed in weeks and you smell so bad, i need you and desire you carnally for that” and then goes on talking about “near death experiences are so hot, do you know much about blood and lust? if so, do you want to explore it with me? please say yes, i literally have an orb in my chest that might explode”

AND when my character told him that she has the urges, and he straight up is like “oh yeah that’s probably normal? i once wished death upon someone who bought the last copy of a signed first edition book i really wanted” which is so real of him, love that he just does not get it at all

gale is a little autistic traumatized freak of nature and i love him for it

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A friend sent this to me today and I feel attacked😅

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Would you consider your story "A Study in Emerald" Lovecraft / Sherlock fanfic?

Yes.

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I think it'd be neat if during discussions about schizophrenia and psychosis more people made a point to mention how psychotic episodes themselves can be deeply traumatizing. because they sure can. experiencing a break from reality like that is traumatizing. delusions, even though they aren't real, are traumatizing. believing you're being prosecuted by God himself and not knowing how to cope with that just to later realize none of it was real is probably traumatizing. experiencing frightening hallucinations can be traumatizing. people talk about how psychotics suffer from their disorder but let's talk about why we do. and I haven't even mentioned the inherent trauma of living with a stigmatized disorder in a world where psychotics are despised and shunned and kicked out of homes. lets not forget that one.

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"Another Dekarios"

A tiny comic of Gale's daughter (Adelaide) meeting Gale's goddess ✌

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i feel like the boeing whistleblower case should radicalize more people. a major airline company is producing planes with less and less regard for safety and it's starting to get noticeable. man takes them to court, which would reduce profit at the cost of public safety. he fucking dies the night that boeings legal team asks him to stay an extra day. if nothing happens about this, i hope it gets through to people that america would literally kill you for a few extra cents

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"everybody hates me" factoid actually just a statistical error. The average person doesn't hate you, especially not your friends. You, a person who sits in your room experiencing self loathing every day, are an outlier adn should not have been counted.