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OTHELLO + epilogue

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a random assortment of gales looking sluttily lovingly at you

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Karlach kisses but it's Gale 🥰 ( for @miradelletarot )

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Having your own OC as your Blorbo is great because you will never have to see a bad Fannon brainrot take or awful but inexplicably popular ship involving them, but also I Have To Do Everything Myself Around Here Augh

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IMMA SCREENSHOT SO MANY BOOKS

So yeah, I'm going to screenshot as many books and documents in BG3 as I can. I've got 189 of them in a box in one of my saves, so wish me luck.

Here's the google drive folder!

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Connie's new life purpose after defeating the elder brain is to give Shadowheart at least a taste of all the happy stuff he experienced when he was a kid. He's also very motivated to give her anything she never had while living in the cloister.

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I'm sick of internet negativity, so let's combat it: reblog this and saying something nice/pay a compliment to the prev in the tags.

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they stole my heart my heart. it was mine. frome my mother. from mum

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I love folklore so much because depending on the location and era it comes from it's either the most terrifying concept or the dumbest thing you've ever heard

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And of course he’s not telling you everything. Why did he feel he needed to “triumph” again? Why did he need to find treasure?

Come on empy, if you’re being so forthcoming with the details, be forthcoming with all of them.

He’s purposefully coding his language for you to assume some wiggle room. Maybe he’s just trying to steal from Moonrise, or maybe he’s an adventurer just like you (how much treasure have YOU stolen), or maybe you could find room to assume that he had justifiable reasons and he just got unlucky when the mind flayers got him.

He leaves it open to interpretation on purpose. And that, my friends, is very sneaky.

Balduran and Emperor

I've recently had a discussion with @mumms-the-word about the Emperor. Was Balduran such a bad person even before becoming illithid or did his transformation trigger a drastic change in personality?

Today I've defeated Ansur for the fourth time and made screenshots of what Emperor tells the player about his life as Balduran. Here they are:

He says he refused to return to his city without greatness. So he craved power and recognition even before becoming illithid. He became worse after the transformation, but initially Balduran was not an entirely good person.

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AITA for stealing from my friend?

I (F, 20s) was walking around the city the other day and ran into this guy (M, 30s, I think) I know. Turns out he now runs a smithy. I asked him what he was selling and he shows me this really cool armor that is exactly what I need, but when I ask him about the price, it's 11K FUCKING GOLD PIECES!

Like, dude, what in the hells?! That's pretty much all I've got!!! Bastard wouldn't even give me a discount as a friend. HELLO??? YOU WOULDN'T HAVE YOUR NICE LITTLE SHOP IF I HADN'T SAVED YOUR ASS!

Anyway, I sent this friend of mine (M, 200) who's very good at sneaking to rob him. Of course, he succeeded, but my other friends say it was an AH move.

So, what do you think, Faerûn? Am I the asshole or not?

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A sneak peak!

I’m not one to like…pat myself on the back for good writing because good writing is subjective anyway but I’m a little obsessed with this moment in the upcoming chapter of my masquerade fic soooo

just wanted to share an angsty moment for y’all who might be interested 😌 warning tho I haven’t edited it fully because I’m still working on finishing the chapter lol

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She whirled and ran to the larger mirror in the room, the one that took up nearly a whole wall of the gallery. This was the mirror where she’d seen that woman, instead of her own reflection. She pressed her hands onto the glass, staring hard at it, almost through it, her eyes nearly crossing with her efforts to shift the perspective of the reflection.

Everything looked the same. The paintings depicted in reverse, the room empty except for her and the green-clad Gale and the woman who was watching her with a guarded expression. But Dani continued to look, desperate for a sign that she wasn’t crazy.

She saw movement in one of the doorways. A figure stepped into the room, looking around, and when Dani looked over her shoulder, there was no one in the doorway behind her. She turned her attention back to the mirror just in time for the figure to step into the light of candles.

“Gale!” She practically screamed his name. She pressed her hands harder against the glass, as if by sheer will she could sink through it to the other side. “Gale! Can you hear me? Gale!”

She banged on the mirror, the glass shuddering beneath her fists. In the reflection, her Gale, clad in blue and purple, owl mask glinting in the candlelight, stepped further into the room, seemingly unaware of her. She called out his name and banged on the mirror again. But it was no use. Nothing she said or did drew his attention.

“What the hells?” Behind her, the other Gale and the half-elven woman drew closer, staring in shock and alarm at the mirror. “Is that—me?”

“Yes that’s you,” Dani snapped. “That’s my you. And he can’t fucking hear me! Gale!”

She stopped as she saw him turn his head toward her, toward the mirror. He stepped over, frowning and examining the glass, his dark eyes trailing over almost every inch from the top of the frame down toward where her face stared out at him.

In the reflection, he seemed to be standing just behind her shoulder. Dani lowered one hand from the mirror, reaching into the space behind her to try and take his hand.

But her hand only met empty air.

“Gale,” she mumbled, her throat closing up. “Please, look at me. Tell me you see me, please.”

But he only continued to frown and study, his eyes roving slowly over the surface, passing over her several times without seeing her. Finally, after a long moment, he took a few steps back and started to turn away.

Another figure burst into the room from the same doorway he’d entered from: Karlach, in her black dress and thick leather boots. She leaned into the room, holding onto the doorframe with one hand. When she spoke, her voice was silent, but Dani could read her lips easily.

Any luck? she asked. The blue-clad Gale shook his head, turning away from the mirror. Karlach swore and straightened up. We’ll keep looking. Don’t worry, Gale. We’re gonna find her.

They left together through the magic show room, never once glancing Dani’s way.

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anyways have a picture of Dani and Gale as thanks/reward for reading lol

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Do you ever think about other companions going to visit Gale and Tav in Waterdeep?

Shadowheart making constant jokes that she's visiting the tower for one reason, and one reason only: Tara

Wyll is actually a dream guest. Makes his own bed. Has so many fun stories about being the Blade. Never mind those burnt pans in the sink from his attempt at breakfast! Here's some tea to distract you!

Karlach wants to visit the academy! Let her tell those adorable little kids to stay in school! Might break a desk or two because she's so excited to tell them stories about the heroes of Baldur's Gate! Did you guys know that one time Gale used his simulacra to make moves on Ta- wait Gale, why are you shoving her out the door?

Laezel is happy to see her friends again, and she knew wizards had lots of books... but are you sure you don't have a problem? There isn't anywhere to hang weapons from the walls? Where would you keep your armor? No, hush wizard. She will make you a place. Don't interrupt

Astarion is just there to cause a scandal for fun. Student coming into his office for a question? Darling, can't you see we're trying to have a sordid affair? Now, run along to the library and leave the grown-ups to have- Gale, stop throwing things at him!

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WIBTAH if asked my friend with benefits what we are?

I have been hooking up with my "friend" (M, ~239) for the past several weeks and it's been nice. He's amazing in bed, he makes me laugh, we have a good time together.

But recently we've gotten a little closer? Like we don't just sleep together anymore. At first it was all a hookup, of course, but I can't help but find myself wanting more.

Here's where I might be an AH though. He has not had a normal relationship, well ever? It's really personal, but he's basically been trapped in a bad situation for two centuries. He didn't have a lot of freedom, he didn't get to know too many people, let alone get close to anyone. I might be the only person he's slept with that hasn't died has stuck around.

Considering his past, I feel kind of guilty for even wanting more. Especially knowing he might not be in the right headspace for it-- Like I'm taking advantage of his first time being free to hookup with whoever he wants.

That being said, I can't take it anymore! If he so much as punctures my neck again I mean. If he so much as looks my way again, I might really just sit him down for the talk. So I need to know, before I put my foot in my mouth, WIBTAH if I put him in that 'what-are-we' situation?

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Doodles of Gale I'll never finish lol... maybe one day

Also ponytail Gale is my favourite thing ever

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Me a single girlie: Marriage Contracts

…………welp…

First thing you see after you zoom in is how you die

How you dying 👀

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