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vespaer77 · 3 days
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He's a magic man...
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"Come on home, girl," he said with a smile.
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gh0st-lie · 1 day
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The "Comic" isn´t entirely finished yet, but I managed to create those two drawings today, so the rest will have to wait. ^^
@gale-force-storm and @sorceresssundries as promised. To be continued. 😅
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sleepycrawly · 2 months
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what if the always amazing gale of waterdeep did one of those 80’s style televised dating profiles? <3
full and total credit to Fae Galicaea or @/faedoesntrun on tiktok for requesting this cameo from tim downie, it was such a hilarious and wonderful idea I’m sobbing <3
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My mother has absolutely fallen in love with Gale and it’s the single funniest thing I’ve seen in a while.
So for some context:
My mom is in her late 60’s and can’t live alone so she lives with me. She enjoys watching video games as an alternative to tv (this woman played the hell out of the PS1 so I’m not surprised). She always gives me her reviews on the games I play and loves some more than others. With that being said…
She hates Baldur’s Gate 3. Hates it. Despises it. “Worst game you’ve played by far.” She doesn’t like fantasy genres and doesn’t like a whole lot of combat. Now admittedly she didn’t start watching the game until Act 2 (health issues) so she missed the entire opening and Act 1 and had NO idea what was going on. I tried explaining as best I could but she didn’t fully understand.
Now she doesn’t like anything remotely spooky so the shadow lands was a nightmare for her to watch. Hated it. Hated the characters.
Astarion was too mean. Didn’t like Wyll’s horns and red eye. Karlach was too loud and didn’t like the horns. Shadowheart was too gloomy. Lae’zel was too creepy looking and mean (still haven’t won her over in Lae’zel). Halsin was “creepy looking” (I don’t get it either). Hadn’t met Jaheria or Minsc yet.
Now admittedly I hardly used Gale in my first play through so she never saw him or knew he existed until Act 3. But the second she saw him? Heart eyes. Put on her glasses to look at him better. Rizzard of Waterdeep got her GOOD.
Loved him to the point where she asked if I’d play it again JUST to romance Gale so I agreed because I was going to romance him at some point anyway. And when I tell you that woman is SMITTEN.
Every day I get home from work and it’s “when are you going to play your game? I want to see Gale.” “Kiss Gale. Do a kiss. There’s different kisses? Do them all I want to see the kisses.” “HE HAS A CAT??”
Very quick to tell me on what romance dialogue options to pick. I have no say in the matter they’re all her choices.
Oh and Mystra? Hates her. Can’t stand her. “Blast Mystra with your fireball thingy.” “Can you kill her? You should kill her.” “Gale better be praising you and not Mystra.”
I mean it’s a complete turn around and this is now her favorite game simply because of Gale Dekarios.
And if you’re curious, here’s her ranking of most to least favorite characters.
Gale (and Tara by extension)
Karlach
Astarion
Wyll (was very upset when I had to reject post dance kiss)
Halsin
Boo (not Minsc, just Boo)
Jaheria
Shadowheart
Lae’zel
Withers (genuinely afraid of him)
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crimsoncrocuta · 2 months
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I finally got some good shots of Gale. 🥵
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I am already married, thank you???
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I made the mistake of romancing him on my very first playthrough and choosing to be spun out of orbit in the terrifying human centipede godly kama sutra scene instead of this one. I now understand why he's called the Rizzard of Waterdeep.
Also, he speaks the way Hozier sings. 😍
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dreamingofthewild · 20 days
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Those are some serious bedroom eyes
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excaryder · 3 months
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I'm obsessed with his hair but I can't get the bun mod (Cries in PS5)
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nimthirielrinon · 4 months
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So let’s talk about this moment. This is so intimate, not just because of the physical touch, but he’s sharing his biggest mistake and greatest regret with you in a way that words simply cannot. The narrator says “He is letting you in”, and he is. You are about to know what’s in his heart (metaphorically and magically) in a way no one else does, probably not even Tara.
And then there’s his face in this moment. He looks so sad, but not just sad. He is resigned to the fate he’s sure is coming: being cast off yet again. And yet, he lets you in. He chooses to be vulnerable because he believes you deserve to know. He could just leave in the night and go to the underdark like he’s planned for if he feels the orb coming close to exploding, yet he doesn’t.
Maybe, as much as he’s preparing himself for the worst, he’s known you long enough now that he has a sliver of hope, just enough to try, that you won’t abandon him like his goddess did. This scene is heart-wrenching.
EDIT TO ADD: added the bg3 spoilers tag, my apologies for forgetting to add it in the first place.
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rissi-chan · 3 months
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Gale's Gaze
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pencil-urchin · 2 months
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Christ on a cracker it's hard to get a handle on drawing this man. It was already a struggle before I got sick, and the fact that my hands are weak a little shaky is not helpful in any way.
I just wanna draw my wizard husband in all his glory!
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I don't know what to tell you...
Found this treasure on Pinterest and I'm melting over here.
If someone knows the original source, feel free to tag the individual.
EDIT: Found out the original source: Vhenan Virabelasan on Instagram
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sleepycrawly · 2 months
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I been seeing way too many people saying gale’s flirting is cringe or gives them the ick lately, but if you can’t handle the rizzard of waterdeep that’s on you. he’s literally the best boyfriend ever.
“forgive me, if I stumble and fall, for I know not how to love too well. I am clumsy, and my words do not form as I wish so let me kiss you instead and let my lips paint for you all the pictures that my clumsy heart cannot.” - atticus
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kayann9 · 15 days
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Hope is a dangerous game
Thank you so much to anyone who read the last one shot! I really appreciate anyone who took the time to read, like or re-blog!
This is mainly from Gale's P.O.V just before Shadow-cursed Lands and his confession. Nothing explicit; just fluff. Tav (f -Serena) X Gale. 1057 words and I do not own anything other than Serena :)
Gods she was beautiful.
Gale’s brain let the thought roam free, the urge he’d had to reign it in when the dark magic coursing through his veins heaved had vanished. He watched her train with abandon and revelled in the fact he could glance in her direction without the guilt and concern that doing so would end their lives.
He had noted that beauty when she’d dragged him out of the portal.
The type of grace that elves possessed was a magic unto itself, but she was spectacular. The others had made the same eyes at her that he had; his incessant babbling about his life in Waterdeep and tales of misbegotten adventures as a youth had been his weapons in the war for her attention.
“Your flank. It’s always the flank!” Karlach’s voice boomed as it broke his silent reverie. “You know, I will always watch your back Ren but sooner or later you’re going to feel the point of a sword there.”
“I’m left-handed! It’s hard.”
Serena was left-handed. Of course, she was. Gale had spent his time studying her since he’d decided he’d have to keep away from her, since the night of magic happened, and he’d seen that thought whirring in her brain. He’d worked out that she liked the outdoors, that she enjoyed the sound of water, she was better at cards than she told anyone – often faking poor hands and bluffs - and that when she was happy, genuinely so, she smiled with her whole face. This was one of those times and far from the usually clench of agony in his chest, it was just his heartbeat throbbing away at the sight of the brightness in her eyes.
It was a different kind of feeling.
There was no anxiety around her. There were no knots in his stomach when he looked at her; just the feeling of warmth. The feeling of not wanting to wait until she spoke to him or looked at him again. He didn’t question that she was fond of him, whilst their relationship had not been spoken out loud, their glances and touches were the most intimate he’d ever felt.
He was falling in love with her.
He was in love with her.
And wasn’t that the cruellest joke of them all.
His Mother would have been thrilled if he’d spoken to her and told her of Serena; intelligent, brave, beautiful, good. She’d been no fan of his special relationship with Mystra; no fan of his designs of wanting more than mortality. This, this she would have been ecstatic about.
And he wouldn’t ever be able to tell her.
Because it wouldn’t be anything more than a blip in time; maybe a moment before his destruction. His Mother would never know about how he’d met someone who made his heart sing; who laughed at his stories, genuinely and with heart; who made fun out of him with a soft glance.
He supposed the real question was would he even be able to tell Serena?
Would it be fair?
One part of him screamed to do it; to take her away to a secluded spot, show her the heavens and then some, tell her how if it were the real world and if he were at home, in his cluttered tower, he would’ve taken all the time in the world to do this right. He’d have taken her out, showed her any realm she wished to see, taken her to any place she had wished to visit.
Then there was the other part. The part that couldn’t forget the orb despite its silence. The part that reminded him how selfish that would be when he knew what the outcome was: oblivion.
And that was if she was even receptive to the whole idea. It hadn’t been lost on him that they were from different worlds; hers filled with blood and steel, his filled with mysticism and power. It was possible he’d read the whole thing wrong. That her glances were that of sympathy and pity not wanting and compassion.
He groaned and pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes.
It was all so complex.
It was all so human.
“You look a million miles away.” He startled as she sat beside him. “I’m tired of my flank being told off so I am having a break.”
Sweat beaded along her brow, her skin flushed with the heat. She glowed. “Just lost in thought. Your flank looked good to me.” As the words left his mouth, his brain caught up.
“I am very glad to have you watching my flank.” Her shoulder knocked into his, that familiar teasing tone had been slowly creeping back since Elminster’s visit. “Maybe you should go and spar with her, I can watch your flank too.”
He didn’t flush, for that he was grateful.
“I’m not sure sword fighting is my forte. A wise man knows him limitations and using an executioner’s axe is most definitely mine, especially if you want me to keep my hands. Very difficult to cast the array of spells at my arsenal without them.”
“I am almost positive they have much better uses than simply casting spells.”
Gale’s heart stuttered. This was definitely a flirtation. It was one of her more obvious ones. While he had tormented himself about all the outcomes, the more impulsive part of him couldn’t help but lean into her: messy hair sitting on her damp skin, rosy glow of her face in the evening light.
“Oh, really?”
Serena was so fast that he barely had chance to register, entwining her fingers in his. “Oh, most definitely.” Her voice lowered to a whisper and he couldn’t help but glance around the wide space, checking to make sure he had not actually succumbed to death, and this was some sordid fantasy he’d spent weeks pushing away.
Her breath tickled his cheek, her lips close to his ear.
“You… are also an excellent cook.” The giggle brought him back to reality and before he could register his disappointment, she planted the lightest kiss on his cheek before dancing away.
His skin tingled with the faintest ghost of her lips.
His soul tingled with faintest glimmer of hope.
For the first time, in what felt like an eternity, the tiniest gleam of a new voice in his head whispered: maybe she will find another way.
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So as a follow up to the “my mid 60’s mother has fallen in love with Gale Dekarios” post:
I was swapping out the camp clothes for her favorite wizard and I unknowingly unequipped his magical underpants.
So when I took off the old camp clothes to put him in new ones he was just standing there in all his wizardly glory and this woman is sitting in her recliner like
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So I apologized for the nudity (she’s normally super conservative with anything mildly sexual so this game as been a rollercoaster) and she immediately is like
“Oh. Oh no this is fine. Keep it like that. Zoom in. Can you zoom in? ZOOM. Oh my god look it just jiggles look at that.”
So the Rizzard of Waterdeep has ones again captivated my mother.
Anyone want to guess which character is now just bare cheeked in the streets of Baldur’s Gate right now?
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