#soft gale

[minui8]

✨Under the stars✨

Another Work in project...🫣

[babydinosaur930]

Cozy December I Day 1- Comfort

My contribution to @optimisticgrey's Cozy December. :)

Summary: Sometime after the events of the game, Ashni (tiefling sorcerer) and Gale are married and settled in Waterdeep. Pregnant with their first child, Ashni experiences some anxiety given the mistreatment she endured growing up as a tiefling. Soft Gale to the rescue.

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"Ashni," Gale murmured from the doorway, her name a breath of warmth in the quiet morning. His smile softened into something fond at the sight of her cocooned in jewel-toned sheets, arms folded fiercely—almost reverently—over the gentle swell of her belly.

A drowsy groan drifted back to him. Gale laughed under his breath.

It was a rare thing to find her in bed so late into the morning, but pregnancy had insisted on revisions to her usual—or rather, unusual—sleep schedule. And truly, he had never been more pleased to witness it. He was ever attempting (and failing) to bully her into more rest, but their child—their child, he grinned—had outmaneuvered him entirely in that pursuit. He was more than willing to surrender the victory and let them both sleep.

Except today.

This particular morning, he was to ensure she rose in time to greet her brother. And so with a fond smile, he swept across the room to rouse her.

"Beloved," he whispered, sliding onto the bed, he propped himself on one arm as he curled himself against her. A kiss, feather-soft, brushed her shoulder. His hand sought hers and found it, their fingers weaving together over her belly.

"How are you feeling?"

Ashni shifted, turning toward him just enough to glare. The discomfort painting her features was theatrical in its misery.

"This is your fault," she accused with a wounded whine. "You did this to me."

Gale snorted a laugh, unable to help himself.

"My most humble apologies, love." He withdrew his hand from hers and brushed wild black hairs away from her face before pressing his lips to her forehead. "And, I am at your service."

She huffed and turned sharply, pulling his arm around her.

"Five more minutes."

He sank fully into the bed beside her and offered no protest. How could he? Selfishly, he loved her like this—when she whined, when she needed, when she softened enough to let someone in. Time and devotion had drawn Ashni from her shell, but these moments of vulnerability remained rare, intimate offerings. Nothing compared to the quiet honor he felt whenever she entrusted him with a worry or want, no matter how small, no matter how mundane.

Wrapped firmly around her, he felt the heavy thrum of her heart and the restless twitch of her tail. Her hand lingered at the center of her chest, knuckles twisting against the invisible weight of an anxiety she did not speak, buried somewhere beneath bone and breath.

Pressing a kiss to the crown of her head, he laid his hand over hers, a silent acknowledgment and offering in the same touch. Without words, her fingers shifted. She yielded, letting him take over. His thumb moved in steady, grounding strokes along her sternum—strong, rhythmic motions against the anxiety gnawing in her chest.

Ashni exhaled, her body loosening beneath his palm. His other hand settled over her belly and together they breathed, in quiet unison as she had once taught him—slow inhale, slow release into the palm of his hand.

At last, she broke the silence.

"She might look like me." The words came in a fragile whisper, revealing old wounds made raw as the shadow of her childhood loomed over her.

Instinctively, he drew her closer, then eased back just enough to guide her toward him. His hand cradled her cheek, his voice low and reverent.

“Come here,” he murmured. “Look at me.”

He wanted to see her—but more than that, he wanted her to see him.

Her starry eyes were misty and clouded beneath the arch of a worried brow. He pushed himself upright again and gathered her head into one hand, his palm a quiet shelter. The other traced the line of her cheek, reverent, humbled by the privilege of holding her.

Amber eyes met hers—warm and unwavering, surrounding her in a swell of devotion so vast as to shame the sea.

"She will be extraordinary." He whispered, "And, she will be so immeasurably loved." Stroking her cheek, a smile tipped his lips, singing a tenderness greater than the oldest love songs. He kissed her then, soft and sincere.

"Extraordinary, and loved." He repeated against her lips, nudging his nose against hers. "Just like her mother."

Ashni reached for him then, settling her hand into his hair, and cradled his head against her own. She inhaled, long and steady. Drinking him in like fresh air to soothe a deep, quiet ache. When her eyes opened again, they burned bright once more, constellations sharp and shining.

[unrestrictedbyreality]

I will not stay up all night reading soft Gale fics again

I will not stay up all night reading soft Gale fics again

I will not stay up all night reading soft Gale fics again

I will not stay up all night reading soft Gale fics again

I will not stay up all night reading soft Gale fics again

I will not stay up all night reading soft Gale fics again

I will not stay up all night reading soft Gale fics again

[jace-writes-about-things]

With You I Forget My Goddess

Hello again! Hope you guys are enjoying my seemingly endless ramblings about this silly little wizard man, I'm simply doing my community service writing about him, any ungodly amount of course! Anyways please enjoy this man's beautiful confession!

tw//mystra

"With you I forget my Goddess. I love you."

The words echoed through Tav's head as she lay soundly in her tent staring up at the plain ceiling, repeating Gale's words to herself over and over again in her head, seemingly unable to forget the man's confession made in front of the rest of their party almost made her melt into a puddle adrift the Outer Planes, a major confession just after basically abandoning your goddess and ex-lover. After Gale's chat with Mystra she couldn't seem to keep her mind off the wizard, of course they had shared their moment before in the Shadowlands, but this confession was something entirely different.

No longer did she lay soundly, unable to now find comfort in her earlier position she found herself rising to sit, gazing out towards the rest of the camp's tents watching as others slept soundly after a long day of travelling and fighting. Out the corner of her eye she noticed a light coming from a certain wizards tent, admitting to herself that she wouldn't be finding sleep any time soon in her own quarters she rose and began in his direction, maybe he could provide some company.

"Gale?" she spoked softly, unwilling to awaken any of her fellow companions given that they wouldn't be too pleased being roused at this ridiculous hour of the night, "Tav? Is that you?" came Gale's quiet whisper, gently parting the opening of his tent she was greeted with a soft sight. Laid out in a pile of pillows, glasses hanging slightly off his nose, book propped up in a mage hand with his tent gently lit with strewn candles, the perfect environment to get cosy. A soft smile thrown at her, beckoning her into his warmth she melted, slowly making her way over towards his opened arms she slid down beside him curling her body in towards him, "Hello there my love, what brings you here this early hour of the day?" his voice almost teasing her at her inability to catch some rest and having to seek him out.

She simply curled into his warmth further, wrapping her arms around his middle unwilling to give an answer happy to simply exist in his space. A hand reached out to stroke through her hair as she listened to the turning of pages slowly lulling her into a state of rest, feeling herself drifting off in the wizards arms, "Did you mean what you said?" it was slurred with sleep as she questioned him in her vulnerable state, letting out a moan of protest when his hand ceased it's movement through her hair she could hear the cogs turning in his head and a gaze up at him as he looked down at her quizzically unable to understand what she was asking, gently pressing her head to his chest she gave him a gentle chuckle, "Don't laugh at me whatever do you mean love, talk to me." he tilted her head up to look directly at him, pleading with her to tell him what's wrong what was bothering her?

"I forget my goddess when I'm with you... did you really mean it?" she felt silly questioning him like this, this was Gale she was talking to the man who since the very beginning had been nothing but accommodating, loving and cared so deeply for her every step of the way, and here she was questioning him if he really meant his confession. Her expression must have given her away, told him that she felt silly for asking, for questioning his loyalty and his expression softened at her seeming disbelief that someone could love her so deeply in the way that he did. Holding her face with such softness, he leant down to meet her lips in a kiss trying to convey all his feelings for this woman into this one kiss.

Overwhelmed with emotions Tav grasped tighter onto him, unwilling to let the man move an inch even if they did need to breathe air to survive, she could stay here attached to him for eternity and forever, pulling away with a gasp she drunk him in looking the man over, staring at him like he created the very land they walked on, hung the stars and moon in the sky, he was everything to her and she was everything to him. "Does that answer your question?" came his quiet tease, pulling her closer into him if even possible they'd soon merge into each other’s skin if they tried to get any closer to one another. Another kiss in response interrupted by a chuckle,

"I don't know who in this life has made you feel undeserving of love, but I promise you Tav no matter what I love you with every inch of my being, Goddess be damned, I will love you to the very ends of the earth, till the heavens collapse and the hells split open I will love you no matter what may happen to us because you are deserving of love, deserving of this." his speech sprung tears to her eyes she had never felt such genuine love in her life, always being second best or not enough but she could simply exist and that would be enough for him because Gale was a man of love, a man willing to share his love.

Curling into his chest she felt herself ready for sleep to take her, comforted by his confession she finally felt the lull of sleep willing to take her and where better to drift than in the arms of the man who's love she returned so deeply and as the candles in his tent were one by one extinguished by his roaming mage hand she felt her heart flutter as a gentle kiss found itself atop her head and the gentle whisper, "I love you."

Cross Posted on Ao3 - jacethed00d

[pixelizedprince]

I cannot find this so we're just posting it again, now with more text/tags...

Shout out to Geo's canonical familiar, Snake! as long as Geo has been a character their ranger familiar has been a snake.

This also kicked off my need for fat Gale as Jacob Wysocki is so fucking hot/wife goals/life goals/all the gender I cannot express what a good look for Gale it would be 💋👌

[minui8]

Here is my new illustration, I had fun with the colors 🤭 I hope you'll like it!

Voici ma nouvelle illustration,je me suis amusée avec les couleurs 🤭 j'espère que ça vous plaira

[minui8]

Hello! Here’s an illustration I created inspired by screenshots from my Gale Origin run. 🥺✨💜

(I took so many screenshots during my playthrough, haha. I figured it was about time I paid them some homage!)

Après tous les screenshots que j'ai fait durant ma partie de Gale origin ,il fallait bien que je leurs rendent hommage 🥺✨💜

[jace-writes-about-things]

Hold Me Close

Couple of TW for this piece, it's nothing major but there is a good description of blood and violence, also a slightly traumatising child death but other than that this is Gale being a sweet little malewife for our traumatised Tav.

It had all happened so quickly, a stray child found wandering the forest, one minute they were chatting away hopeful of recruiting the party to assist them back to their village, as quickly as their gleeful smile in the party's agreement to help them, it was quickly wiped away by the explosion that threw Tav backwards, the ringing in her ears blocking out the seeming chaos that began around her. The only sensation felt being Astarion grabbing her under arms to drag her backwards to safer ground, looking around blankly at the ensuing battle. Desperate to try climbing to her feet despite her body's refusal to stand, she urged herself to rise. On shaky legs she drew her longsword ready to aid the party in the slaughter of whatever force had exploded the innocent child right in front of her.

"Tav stay down! You're too injured!" She heard Shadowheart shout towards her, ignoring the Cleric's protests she began swinging at the vicious goblins that had begun their attack on the unsuspecting party. Knowing that she couldn't dissuade Tav from aiding them, a quick healing spell thrown her way to at least try reprieve some of the damage she had sustained in the blast, Tav simply seeing red swinging with vigour at the evil beings. What sick monster slaughters an innocent child, how could they do this to their mother and father, a slaughtered child to bury caused simply for the sake of sating a murderous urge.

A hand grabbing at Tav's arm as she continued to lodge her sword into the goblin in front of her's corpse over and over, reducing the body to a pile of bloody mush and bones, she didn't realise she was screaming as she swung until the hand grabbing at her brought her back to the stark reality the party had found themself in. One more swing to lodge her sword in what would have been the goblin's skull, she took a minute to rejoin the land of consciousness, looking around at the dead bodies of slain goblins strewn around the forest clearing. A gaze to the side revealed the exact spot where the child she had been talking to not even 10 minutes ago had stood, their body much like the goblin in front of her reduced to a pile of mush, there was nothing left of the child to return to their village, no body, no bones, no belongings, nothing left to bury.

"Tav? You with us?" Came Gale's soothing voice, talking to her like a timid child, she hadn't realised until looking down at herself that she was covered head to toe in the child's blood and body. Her expression must have been that of dissociation, looking at her party they seemed reluctant to approach her. Dislodging her sword from the goblin mush she sheathed her weapon, ready to leave this area behind, "Let's... let's head back to camp." came her simple reply, without concern for if her party was following her, she started in the direction of camp.

Upon return to camp, she seated herself in her tent, unwilling to move herself to remove any of her armour, unwilling to wash the child's blood from her skin, only able to think, would things have ended differently for the child had they not stumbled upon them? Would the child have been able to safely evade their death had she not been there? Was it all a trap set by the goblins... had they noticed the child and waited for an unsuspecting victim to approach them to give them the opportunity to not only traumatise but kill? So wrapped up in her own thoughts she failed to notice Gale now crouched down in front of her, seemingly trying to speak with her.

"Tav? Are you in need of some assistance?" Came Gale's timid proposition, seemingly the only one of the party brave enough to approach their bloodied and traumatised leader, she had seen so much bloodshed in her life why now was she seemingly unable to function? Gazing up at him she didn't realise her eyes were slowly filling with tears, the wizard giving her a soft smile, almost pity at her current state. She was supposed to be their strong leader and here she was ready to cry covered in blood because she couldn't handle a little bit of death, how pathetic.

Silently he reached out, offering a hand to the broken woman, prepared to take on the challenge in front of him. Looking at the lifeline in front of her she took his hand. Standing silently, letting herself be led away from camp into the surrounding forest, she didn't pay much attention to where he was taking her, simply glad to get away from the stifling stares at camp. Only when they stopped did she look up, he had led her further up the stream to a small clearing, a man made path leading into the water in front of them. She finally took a moment to look the man over, he had brought all the supplies needed for her to bathe, soap, oils, makeshift towels, she didn't deserve this man’s kindness.

"Let's get you cleaned up." Gale gave her a soft smile, assessing him now she found that his smile was not pity but simply a soft smile, she didn't deserve softness, she got an innocent child killed, it was her fault, "I can hear you overthinking from here, let's get you sorted first and then we can worry about the horrible thoughts afterwards." it wasn't quite a demand but he wasn't giving her any room to object.

Her armour suddenly felt heavier, ready to drag her to the ground her silent looking asking for aid in removing the weight from her body, with soft hands and gentle touches he began helping unlatch the offending armour from her body. Reduced to her underclothes she couldn't find it in her to feel embarrassment or shame from her undressed state, he was here to help her not to judge her. Placing the items she needed to clean herself down closer to the entrance to the stream he gave her the opportunity to tell him to leave, give her the privacy she deserved, but she couldn’t trust herself alone, not with the thoughts racing through her mind.

"Stay." It came out so meekly, almost a whisper as if she didn't trust her own voice in that moment. The tears that had gathered in her eyes were threatening to spill if left to her own devices. With seemingly no concern of undressing himself Gale began removing his robes, allowing himself the same vulnerable state that Tav found herself in.

Both dressed down to their underwear, she considered wetting her underwear for the sake of decency but remembering their stark lack of clothing and money to purchase anymore she began removing her underwear, this seemed to break the wizard slightly as she noticed him turn himself away from her to grant her at least a little privacy. She found this endearing, doing all this for her but still being ever the gentleman, giving herself little time to consider the situation she moved herself towards the stream wading into the water, feeling the gentle sting of the slight coldness to the liquid, it wasn't a hot inn bath but it was better than nothing.

Slowly she heard him join her in the stream, a gentle hand touching her back to alert her of his closeness. "I can wash your hair for you, if you'd like?" he propositioned, she couldn’t think of anything better as running a hand through her hair matted with dirt and blood, she nodded slightly feeling herself unable to form words at the man's kindness, "I need you to use your voice dear, let me hear you." came Gale's soft voice, she felt herself almost melting at his urge to hear her verbal consent to touching her, "Yes, that would be nice." her quiet reply to the wizard's request. A hand coming to gently pull her body backwards to wet her hair, this moment of gentle intimacy sent a shockwave through her body, not used to such kindness she felt her tears finally ready to spill as his hand raked through her rats nest of hair maybe she could mistake them for rivets of water running down her face from the gentle splash on her head.

Gazing down at her closed eyes he noticed the slow fall of tears, all he wanted to do was scoop her up and take her away from this place, back to his tower in Waterdeep and protect her from whatever evil threatened this world, but of course he knew that impossible given their current situation... maybe once all this was over he could take her home, give her somewhere comfortable and safe to reside. He let himself get lost in thoughts of maybe's as he lathered the soap he had brought with him through her hair, smelling the flowery scent it released as he cleaned all the dirt and grime from her knotted locks, allowing himself to get lost in the domesticity of the situation he currently found himself in. Rinsing her hair clean of the suds he helped her back into a standing position in the water, gazing at the water running down her back, waiting for her to turn, to let him see her. If she would.

Turning towards the wizard's soft expression finally broke her completely, the tears were no longer small drops she could hide, it was ugly, ugly ugly ugly.

Through the thick tears gathering in her eyes she could make out the wizard reaching out to envelope her in a tight hug, she allowed herself to sob, guttural and loud into his shoulder grasping at any skin she could get her hands on almost clawing at him as if in a moment’s notice he'd vanish into thin air as if she had imagined the whole thing. "I'm here Tav, I'm right here" he soothed with a hand holding her heavy head closer to his body, allowing her the moment to just simply let go of all the emotions she was feeling. He felt her body shake as the sobs wracked her body, giving her soothing comfort in his hushed words.

Pulling away, her face red and swollen with the released emotion gazing at the man stood in front of her holding her feeble body close, he gave her one of those smiles reaching a hand up to swipe away the few tears that remained. "Feeling better?" he whispered as if speaking any louder than a hush would shatter her into a million pieces, giving her a reassuring squeeze he began helping her to clean the rest of the muck from her seemingly tonne weight body, as if he let go she would simply sink to the rocky base of the water. Once satisfied with the job he had done his hand grasping hers to lead her back towards dry land where he wrapped her in one of the towels he had hung on a nearby tree before gently lowering her to sit on the bank before wrapping himself up to sit beside her.

Leaning into his warm body Tav forced her walls to stay down, he'd seen it all now there was no point in trying to hide it, a head leant on top of her own relaxed her at least he didn't think she was any weaker for showing her emotions. "I understand you want to blame yourself for what happened out there, but I promise you Tav none of what happened is your fault, everyone has their fate in this world and unfortunately it was always destined to happen no matter how differently you may try to think." of course he was the rational of the two, his words piercing through the loathing she felt for herself, maybe if she listened to him her brain would actually believe the words he was telling her.

A shiver making its way through her body reminded her that she was currently sat at the bay of a river with nothing but a towel covering her modesty and keeping what little body heat she had in her, rising to his feet Gale moved to collect their clothing looking over her weakened state he decided dressing himself first would be the smart decision before aiding Tav in re clothing. Slowly to avoid startling her he began helping her back into her clothing, foregoing her armour helping her rise to her feet. Linked arms as he carried her armour back towards camp, Tav clutched to his arm like a lifeline unwilling to let go, this given comfort being something she refused to let escape her.

Back to her tent, armour hung back up on its rack, Tav tucked into her bedroll with a pleading look in her eye, begging him not to leave her. Climbing into the rather tight bedroll, entangling his limbs with her own allowing himself the comfort of tucking her into his side, guarding her from the world, her protector for the night, a gentle kiss to the crown of her head as the exhaustion of the day finally caught up to her, smiling down at the yawning woman beside him he gently whispered.

"I'm here."

Cross Posted on Ao3 - jacethed00d