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adventuringartist · 1 month
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“oh gale talks too much” “oh gales pedantic” YOU FOOLS. Are you so weak you cannot appreciate a true yapper? Do you not know the love and joy of listening to someone close to you infodump on their favorite topics? have you never felt the inherit trust that comes with someone sharing their interests to you? Pathetic. You will not survive the winter.
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midnigtartist · 5 months
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Fighting for my life to end the game with 95 approval for Sid and Astarion vs having 100 approval with Dotty and Gale in the first in game week
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valiantvillain · 8 months
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You can't convince me Gale wasn't totally advertising himself as marriage material throughout the entirety of his romance. He's got a tower. It's got a great kitchen and a wine cellar. He can cook. He'll formally introduce you to Tara over a nice dinner. His mother will love you. And after so many years of the bar being in the pits of hell for irl men I fell for that shit hook, line, and sinker. Feel his shirt that smells like a library. It's husband material.
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thechaoticdruid · 3 months
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Tav: *breaks up with Astarion or Gale for someone else*
Astarion and Gale:
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Tav: *Breaks up with Wyll for someone else.*
Wyll: Understandable have a nice day.
We don't deserve Wyll. He's just too good. Fucking takes it like a champ. What an absolute Chad.
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waterdeeping · 1 month
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On the subject of our future plans there was something I wanted to discuss with you.
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lazylittledragon · 3 months
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did somebody say dadkarios
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ex-textura · 6 months
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so rude they made a man look like this and then i've just gotta be normal about it.
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ghastlytofu · 7 months
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gale, karlach, lae'zel, astarion... everybody in this game is crushing on wyll at least a little bit. the one braincell they all share says he's fine as hell.
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pierkyn · 9 months
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A lone wizard with a chronic impairment such as my own is not in the most ideal of situations with regards to self-defense.
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zousiq · 1 month
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Nervous wizard alert 👉👈
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invinciblerodent · 3 months
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From now on, I'm just going to assume that anyone who calls Gale any variation of "pompous", "arrogant", "annoying", "a jerk", or anything to that effect, and talks at length about how they hate him and/or have killed him, is just bellyaching and being a baby over them not understanding his speech. That's right, at this point I'm ascribing a literal skill issue to being wrong about a fictional character.
Aww, poor baby, did the Mean Wizard hurt your tiny, smooth widdle brain by saying "adroit"? Did his correct use of "foeti", the latinate plural of "foetus", frighten you? Aww, I'm so sowwy. That must be so tough for you, being so scared of fun words and the general concept of whimsy. I can't hear you over myself tongue-kissing the pretty man with the calf-eyes and the slutty waist.
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mintcrows · 8 months
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sadmages · 6 months
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Gods work hard but Matt Marja works harder
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a2zillustration · 5 months
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I have many emotions about this man and most of them are: sobbing
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gale-force-storm · 1 month
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He refuses to fall for the first person to show him kindness. He may be feeling sorry for himself, but that's a bridge too far.
Even if they are beautiful. And kind to everyone, not just him. And brave. And clever. And strong. And they love animals, and reading. And they have a wry sense of humour that he adores.
He won't. He can't. Besides all else, this is decidedly not the time. A bomb in his chest and a worm in his head and a weight on his shoulders and a shame in his stomach and a shattered heart he's still trying to gather the pieces of. Desperately clinging to the cloak of his past, wrapping himself in his former confidence, pretending it hasn't been worn threadbare with time in isolation and eaten ragged by the moths of doubt and fear and past mistakes.
He fell from grace so far so fast, but he cannot beg affection off the first hand to offer him help up, even if it is the first time he's touched another person in months. Even if that hand did send a sudden warmth through him and feel so right in his own he could almost cry from it.
...This is getting out of hand.
He can just be friendly with them, surely. How does one make friends, again? Shared interests? He mostly just has the one, so he'll share what he can. They pick it up quickly, and the warm magic that surrounds them is a balm on his soul. Right up until they imagine kissing him, and his heart skips a beat. It can't be. It can't be. They can't want him back. It's not possible. And how, after it all, after everything, is he meant to resist the overwhelming temptation of being wanted?
They don't let up, either. Lingering glances. Warm smiles. All but propositioning him at the tiefling party. If there is a single positive thing to be said about his year of orb-imposed abstinence, it's that the willpower he had to build up and the practice denying himself were the only things that enabled him to decline their advances.
Well, that and the risk of blowing up the both of them, along with everyone else in or near the camp.
The warm smiles and lingering gazes and casual touches still continue, though.
This is fine. He's fine. He can't remember the last time he felt like this, someone cared for him like this, and he can't do a damn thing about it, but he's fine. Everything is fine. As fine as it can be, anyways, given everything else about the situation.
He supposes he should probably be more upset about Mystra's orders. At this point, though, it's hard to feel like it's anything besides a way out. A relief that he can be good for something. One more miserable experience, and then he's done with it, and all their problems are solved. There are worse things.
Except.
They're so angry about it. Everyone is, but them especially. Arguing with both him and Elminster the entire time, insisting there's another option. That they'll find or make one. Whatever they have to do to keep him around.
Gods help him, but he does want to stay with them. Stay for them.
He sleeps that night, and awakens with a jolt, a groan, and a realization. He's glad that prestidigitation exists to clean himself up without leaving his tent and risking the others' notice. His body had, apparently, caught up with certain implications before his brain. Though from what snippets of his dream he remembers, maybe it was only his waking mind that had been lagging behind.
He wants them, and he can finally have them. Can give them as much of himself as he's able, in the time he has left.
He had refused, at first, the idea of falling for the first person to show him kindness. And he hasn't. He's fallen for someone who is so much more that that. And he will not, cannot, die without letting them know. If he has to leave them, and he fears he will, then he will not leave them feeling unappreciated, or uncherished, or unloved. Not when he can finally embrace the full depth and breadth of what he feels for them. Has felt for them for what can't have been more than a tenday or two, but feels like a lifetime and a moment all at once.
He will not leave without showing them the full scope of his admiration and appreciation and sheer joy at their presence. The full scope of how impossibly deeply he already loves them. Not while he has any say in it.
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spring-crush · 7 months
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listen hear me out the man tells you that "he would have done the things better, he would have said it more properly" while literally with what remains of his original magical powers he casting an entire night sky with the aurora for you in a world where beyond the shadows, you won't even see the sky
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