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I drew something very self-indulgent for my birthday - a young Gale :>

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most of my screenshots are of her

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Notable of course how in romance scenes Gale only ever seems confident at all when the Weave is involved, and becomes noticeably more insecure and self deprecating whenever something romantic is happening in, sorry I was about to call it "meatspace". The mortal plane or whatever.

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Good morning sleepyhead~

IM BACK FROM MY 2ND HAITUS WHATS UPPPP

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literally haunts my waking dreams like. the hands ): the intimacy of it all ): i could cry

More than the actual kisses or the bed chem or the practiced tongue, the Gale move I think about the most is probably the forehead press tbh.

Just standing close in midst of chaos, holding both of Tav's hands, with their eyes closed and their heads pressed together. Still and silent and terminally in love. Two against the world.

Yeah....yeah. 🥹 That's the ticket.

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Your tentacles are looking wonderfully moist this evening

I’m so done with Gale. He’s ridiculous.

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I would’ve loved him, but I’m glad they changed his looks hahaha

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yeah

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my tav as an eyeshadow palette

i love you daphne stava sylverstar dekarios

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to dream of starry skies, chapter seven

chapter seven of my gale/tav fic, to dream of starry skies, is here <3

link

snippet:

“Thirteen days. Thirteen days I was dead. Do you think it awful too? Do I feel like a walking corpse when you touch me?”

She expects him to let her go. The knowledge he has obtained is too much, surely, and soon he will cast her out or end her altogether. She should have known that Gale has never been a man to meet expectations. No, he exceeds them—every time. His hands leave her face, but they land on her sides to draw her closer, into the strongest embrace of her life. The fingers on his right hand manage to find the very place the arrow pierced her over her clothes, and they do not draw away.

“You are no corpse. You are my friend, and a very dear one at that. I love you,” he vows. He has such conviction that she cannot help but believe him.

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good smut is really a character study and that is final. i need it to be about vulnerability i need it to be about trust or lack thereof and most of all i need it to be emotional agony. thats what sex is for

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something hilarious to me is that gale just soft-launches that he’s rich

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Nightwarden Minthara Baenre

Minthara - Celkae (IG)

Volta, 2024.

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mythical pinterest feed pull

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to dream of starry skies, chapter six

chapter six of my gale/tav fic, to dream of starry skies, is here <3

link

snippet:

“Yes, my thoughts exactly. We can consult the runes again, but incorporating some baseline elements of Sequester may be of use. Nothing too complex, of course, for we don’t want the man disappearing alongside the safeguard.”

“Excellent. With this in mind, we can move forward to the next part of the test. Cast Sunbeam on me,” she orders. Gale’s hands instinctively get into position, then freeze, panic flooding his face.

“I beg your pardon? Absolutely not, my lady, that is going too far—”

“Zhaunil harl'il'cika z’ress, faern abbil usta,” she argues with a stubborn lift of her chin. He sends her a withering glare, but after a beat of hesitation, he complies.

“Sol ardere!”

This, she realizes too late, was a mistake.