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[sheenofgold]

Finally chapter 7 of beat slowly is with us!!

The plot progresses.

[sheenofgold]

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Chapter 6 of Beat Slowly up now!

Summary: After a long moment, he felt a tremor shake through Gale’s shoulder into his own and the quiet drip of tears onto fabric. The warm salt scent of human tears melded with the wine rich scent of Gale himself and the soft, floral scent from the strange Sussur flowers. Astarion sat there, still and silent, and tried to match breath sounds with Gale’s, slow, calm, until he felt them soften, even out. Gale’s head came to rest heavily against Astarion’s shoulder. He was asleep. A Sussur flower drifted down from above and settled on Gale’s hair and Astarion couldn’t help but think how well it suited him, somehow.

[sheenofgold]

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Finished chapter 5! Getting into the meat now 👀

[orientalld]

remember how young and scared we were?

[sheenofgold]

Finally developed the film from my last Japan trip~

[muffinshark]

"Proud as a peacock, but... my little love."

[caffeinefire]

Trigun Fanfic Appreciation Week: Day 5

A buried and a burning flame by zimiel

Explicit, 23k

I’ve reread this one, in full, probably 3 times at this point? I love the atmosphere it sets up, very quiet and gothic, a perfect backdrop for Vash’s self-loathing and self-imposed isolation to be broken by Wolfwood’s stubbornness and innate kindness.

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Summary:

The blonde leaned in, angling his head towards Wolfwood’s neck. He was going to bite him, and Wolfwood would die here, his weapon in his hands, useless. He wanted to screw his eyes shut against the glare of those eyes, but he couldn’t. He thought about praying, but then didn’t see the point.

“I’m really sorry about this.” The voice in his ear was apologetic.

Wolfwood goes out on a Hunter job which takes an unexpected turn and he ends up tangled with the vampire who was supposed to be his target - in more ways than one.

[sheenofgold]

I'm so shook that not only would someone read my fic but they'd read it multiple times?? This literally made me cry, thank you so much 😭💕

[zimiel]

I finished my Gale cos finally!! Please enjoy~ /humbly offers 🤲

[sheenofgold]

Sharing my Gale cos from my cosplay account @zimiel 🔮✨️ All handmade!

[sheenofgold]

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Chapters: 4/6 Fandom: Baldur's Gate (Video Games) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Astarion/Gale (Baldur's Gate) Characters: Astarion (Baldur's Gate), Gale (Baldur's Gate), Shadowheart (Baldur's Gate), Lae'zel (Baldur's Gate), Tav (Baldur's Gate), Karlach (Baldur's Gate), Wyll (Baldur's Gate) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Slow Burn, Bloodweave, Fix-It of Sorts, Developing Relationship, general warnings for Astarion's past, and Gale's, astarion POV, Traumatized Astarion (Baldur's Gate), a lot of tense flirting, Teasing, Oral Fixation, Dom/sub Undertones, Dominant Astarion (Baldur's Gate), Submissive Gale (Baldur's Gate), emotional avoidance, physicality as a substitute for unwelcome emotions, Fingers In Mouths, Grinding, strong tent walls Summary:

Oh he knew the wizard could move any time he wanted to; that the illusion of captivity was simply that. And yet somehow, he knew he wouldn’t. He could feel the drumbeat of Gale’s pulse beating frantically through his mouth, hear the way his heartbeat was expressing the moment in the way his mouth couldn’t.

Desire, anger, heat. Physicality would drown out that pitiful empty feeling.

Featuring: - a very abbreviated quest for the Necromancy of Thay - Gale the consumptive damsel - things taking a bit of a darker turn in our tension-filled game

[sheenofgold]

Chapter 3 is now up!

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[heyitsjaki]

Pictured: Gale rolling a nat 1 on his insight check

[blorbopolis]

im cooking

[noco3n-com]

Color is a source of energy.

[sheenofgold]

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This close, Astarion could see the mark was more than just skin deep - it seemed to almost seep through the wizard’s skin, from the inside out. Tracing its path upwards, Astarion could see Gale’s pulse hammering in his throat, the darkened tracery of his blood vessels indicative of something other than regular blood running through them. He could smell the wizard himself through the dark magical scent, a soft earthy tone of herbs and spiced wine that might have been ridiculously appealing had it not been so thoroughly drowned in rancid overtones.

An arrangement is reached.

[sheenofgold]

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Posted chapter one of my bloodweave alternate storyline - an exploration of Astarion and Gale's relationship if it began before the Nautiloid.

[ba-mu]

What were you studying in your tower, Gale?!

[awetfrog]

Here to throw them into as many romcom tropes as possible