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    Gale teases the orb with a feather-light touch. There’s a familiar chill as his fingertips sinks into the thick, honeyed pull of pure magic. Too fast, too tight. Does he not deserve a little pain?

    As he raises the dagger it seems to relax. And the pleas become 'sink in slow' as a thousand little tongues lap tentatively at his skin, slicking his fingers in dripping wet weave. He lets them sink up to the knuckle. It’s obscene. It’s a ghastly lover’s preparation, easing the way for the bloody knife.

    Though, he supposes, Mystra had done the same for him. To him.

    Damn it all.

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    “You carry me well,” his orb murmurs, finding its voice. What was once a strange echo of whispers has settled into something rich and baritone: something more befitting the dark, decadent marks upon Gale’s skin. “So curious. So clever. So…hungry.”

    There is a throb in his gut at the word hungry. The pain of a man starved for days, stomach distended and left wanting. Gale drops both hands and rolls on his side with a groan. He feels the distinct sensation of nails scraping through his hair and it takes him a moment to realize they are his own. Petting. Soothing.

    “So feed, Gale. Feed me. Feed…us.”

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    Gale insists that any excitement will spell doom for him, Ursula wants to figure out exactly how much excitement that is and, hopefully, help the wizard unwind.

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    Gale's orb is capable of feeling immense pleasure, and of doling out immense pain.

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    You carry me well,” his orb murmurs, finding its voice. What was once a strange echo of whispers has settled into something rich and baritone: something more befitting the dark, decadent marks upon Gale’s skin. “So curious. So clever. So…hungry.”

    There is a throb in his gut at the word hungry. The pain of a man starved for days, stomach distended and left wanting. Gale drops both hands and rolls on his side with a groan. He feels the distinct sensation of nails scraping through his hair and it takes him a moment to realize they are his own. Petting. Soothing.

    So feed, Gale. Feed me. Feed…us.”

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    In a frantic rush to sate the orbs hunger, Gale absorbs the weave from an item without properly looking at it first. Now his sneezes summon frog monsters at the most inopportune moments.

    Written as part of the Bloodweave Inn discords New Years challenge for the prompt "Stop summoning things inside".

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    Tonight, Gale seemed… agitated. Searching for him, you catch wind of sharp, ragged moans emanating from the ruins north of camp. It’s an invasion of privacy to listen, but… maybe you could... help him?

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    New cards are drawn, new hands are played. Odds are cast anew. But two cards are missing, by the whims of fate.

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    Astarion and Gale were not abducted by mind flayers. Instead, they were taken to different paths, separately, then together.

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    “You uppity little lapdog.” Gale braced himself for a slap or kick, but Lorroakan grabbed a fistful of his hair. “I am not interested in whatever tricks Mystra taught you except for speak. Let’s try this again. Ostende mihi secreta. Where is the Nightsong?

    Gale met his eyes. He imagined feeding the man a delayed fireball and watching him claw at his own throat before he was burned from the inside out. Every moment Lorroakan tried to stare him down, Gale added another detail to Lorroakan’s demise.

    (It starts with Gale getting captured during the Lorroakan fight, and it escalates into verbal humiliation and orb fisting from there)

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    Things that are hungry. Things that love you as the mouth loves blood, as the heart loves blood, as the Urge loves blood.

    Ze’ava is displeased with Gale’s ongoing attempts at making a heroic death. So she demonstrates some consequences.

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    Flashes of sharp teeth and a sharper smile flood his mind as his hand makes its way beneath his bottoms. He tries to push the vision away, as he always does, but it only comes back with a vengeance, clearer than ever before. Honeyed words dripping off a silver tongue as cool, pale hands smooth over the expanse of his chest, the iciness of the contact soothing the searing heat of the orb trying to burst forth from his chest. Teeth sinking into skin, perhaps somewhere more intimate than the neck - the inner thigh, perhaps, marking him, claiming him, followed by the press of lips to the skin, inching ever higher until-
    No.
    Gale shakes his head to clear it as he wraps a hand around himself, giving a few slow, gentle strokes. Breathe in, breathe out. Nothing too fast, nothing too overwhelming. The images of Astarion seem to abate for a time, but they come crashing back down as he smears the precum dripping from his cock down the shaft - what if it were his hand, instead of my own? Or his mouth, perhaps, or his-
    NO.

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    Gale tosses and turns in his tent, eyes squeezed tightly shut, unable to hear the late-night chirping outside his tent as a great ringing fills his head.

    He’d been like this for what felt like hours now but was probably only a few minutes. He’d gone to sleep just fine, having been given weave to absorb by Tav (“Just keeping you fed and watered” they had said). It didn’t make sense, then, why he felt like his chest was moments from bursting. That thought makes a jolt of panic run through his mind as he realizes what it might mean.

    Perhaps the great orb in his chest had finally grown too hungry. Maybe, despite his best efforts, it could no longer be satiated? The manic thought runs through his head that Tav should’ve kept their magic item, that it was wasted this time.

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    EDIT: Apologies that I am so incredibly slow at updating. I do have plans to finish the last two chapters of this fic, I'm just a terribly slow writer.

    You are a wild magic sorcerer, gifted with an innate connection to the Weave, yet it has caused you nothing but immense strife all your life. Gale is a wizard, plagued by a Netherese orb that must feed on shreds of the Weave, lest the worst come to pass. Is there anything you can do to help ease his pain?

    Act I pre-relationship, Gale x f!Tav/Reader. This is intended to be 3 chapters, with a wee bit of spice in the final chapter. But pretty mild spice.

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    Curiosity had always been Astarion's downfall. Thankfully Gale is in the mood to indulge him, with surpriseing results.

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    Astarion fumbles a disarm check, its dark in here, and he only has a touch-starved wizard to help him oh no! Exactly what it says on the tin, there's zero plot and oops only smut <3
    First in the Bloodweave Brainrot discord server's Kinktober prompts.

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