16 Works by GinaTeeth
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Before the Shadows of Amn, before Gorion's end, there was only them. When Jaheira discovers Khalid has been secretly rewriting their life through poetry—erasing every moment his stutter stole from him—she decides words are stealing her husband away. A raw, tender, and explicit exploration of love, acceptance, and living in the imperfect present.
Her gentle warrior, her quiet storm, her blushing blade was rewriting their history wherever his tongue had failed him, gilding every imperfect moment in false, painless sunlight.
That third poem—the night he first tried to tell her he loved her—had lodged in her like a thorn. In Khalid’s version, the words flowed effortlessly under starlight, his body entwined with hers. In reality, he had trembled against her, mouth opening and closing, the declaration dying into frustrated silence until he hid his face in her neck. She had held him then, patient, aching for him, and whispered that she already knew.
Were it not for the struggle, his blocks and stammers wouldn’t have bothered her in the slightest. If anything, he was her reminder, as if from Silvanus himself, to slow down and listen.
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In a 1920s Faerûn traveling freakshow, Astarion—Gentleman Geek and reluctant performer-whisperer—is tasked with fixing the newest attraction: a melancholic merman. But the creature in the tank isn't a gaff. He's Gale, tricked and cursed by a hag to live in a freshwater tank and perform for gawking crowds.
When Astarion secretly brings him pilfered salt, something deeper than duty begins to bloom between the bloodsucker and the storm-eyed merman.
For one bright instant the car lit like a stage. The merman whipped around, eyes catching the storm—hazel, wild, electric—and fixed Astarion with a glare so sharp it could have drawn blood. Sun-browned shoulders. A tail the color of bruised twilight. Gills tattered along neck and ribs. The purple scar sprawling from chest to cheek.
Names are easy things to give when the other mouth cannot argue back, but this time the Gentleman Geek felt something different stir. The merman did not like being called Murray.
“Gale,” he murmured, tasting the word like brine.
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What happens the morning after the forbidden?
When Magister Gale Dekarios sleeps with his student Mina and then coldly shuts her out, he expects distance to fix everything. Instead, her raw, magnetic erotic performance at the House of Splendours forces them both to face the consequences: guilt, jealousy, power, and a desire that refuses to die quietly.
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Gale got a lapdance, then got laid, then tried to act like nothing happened.
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- Part 2 of A Dance of Weave and Want (The Series)
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Dolly Dolly Dolly's Delightfully Desperate Wizard by GinaTeeth for patheticfangirl
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
10 Mar 2026
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Gale of Waterdeep has a new obsession: a tiny, mean-mouthed pixie who won’t let him inside her… but has no problem going inside him. Explicit urethral play, humiliation kink, zero regrets.
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The Fruiting of Impossible Stars by GinaTeeth for magmethius
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
30 Dec 2025
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After six failed attempts and one quiet truth in the Underdark, Gale Dekarios finally hears the yes he's longed for. On Simril, the longest night, when stars burn brightest, a wizard and a rogue illithid celebrate their union beneath watching stars and drifting spores. A story of proposals, autonomy, and love that fruits slowly, like mycelium through soil.
Created from the prompt: A Gale and illithid wedding!!! I want to see Gale's grand romantic gestures for his squiddy beloved!
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ArcaneArrangements.com by GinaTeeth for AlwaysMauria
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
24 Dec 2025
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Once CIO of a major arcanotech firm, Gale is looking to spend his time and money on the finer things in life.
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Gale accidentally creates a profile on a sugar-baby dating site.
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Flaming Fist Night at Mineshaft by GinaTeeth for Batteredrugosa
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
08 Dec 2025
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A Werebear, A Wizard, and a Vampire walk into a bar...
Ever wondered what happens when a vampire divorce lawyer drags his bookish wizard boyfriend to a gritty, underground, cruising scene in early 1980s Waterdeep? Astarion guides his wide-eyed lover, Gale, into the throbbing heart of Mineshaft's Flaming Fist Night, a queer BDSM underground festival where leather, lust, and liberation collide. As Gale sheds his professorial inhibitions amid glory holes, hanky codes, and oiled bodies, a brawny elf catches their eye, sparking a steamy encounter that blurs lines between observation and participation. -
Gale Dekarios and The Pussy Palace by GinaTeeth for ACrowsRockCollection
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
25 Nov 2025
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Three days of being ignored by Tav is all it takes for Gale to stumble into the Pussy Palace, discover that “pussy” is not, in fact, feline, and learn that Jaheira has a very lucrative side hustle.
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Gale takes a beginner pole class from Jaheira.
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In the glittering underbelly of Waterdeep, a talented illusionist dancer hides her identity as a mage initiate—until her enigmatic professor, Gale Dekarios, ends up in her private booth for a one-on-one show. What starts as a seductive lapdance spirals into a dangerous game of magic, desire, and secrets that could shatter her dreams of being a serious wielder of the Weave.
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Oops! Gale accidentally got a lapdance (and then some) from an initiate.
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- Part 1 of A Dance of Weave and Want (The Series)
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Blades and Bloodlines
Nearly a century after Astarion's ascension, his godlike abilities have begun to lose their lustre. Enter Jade, a guild assassin hired more for her ability to seduce than her close-quarters-combat skills.
She also happens to have an uncanny resemblance to Astarion's one that got away.
Tensions rise as Astarion inserts himself and offers to make this a kill Jade will never forget.
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A wizard’s mind never stops—but what if Gale could finally turn it off, and just… wag? Enjoy this bit of Bloodweave where Astarion helps Gale explore a new fantasy.
It was as though a switch flipped. Wagging, panting, wide-eyed—Gale, normally the epitome of scholarly composure and eloquence, turned loose and playful. Eagerly, he approached and pressed his nose into Astarion's crotch, sniffing loudly with abandon. Stifling a laugh, Astarion infused authority into his tone. “Easy, boy. Sit.” Gale ignored him, happily lost in the moment. “Sit.” Gale's eyes shot up, and he immediately kneeled. Tugging the collar firmly, Astarion lowered his voice. “I expect better of you.”
And then came the puppy-dog eyes. Damn.
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Period woes hit Shadowheart hard en route to the goblin camp, with worgs ready to sniff out her vulnerability. Bolting to clean up without losing face as leader, she ponders how her romance with Wyll defies Shar's cold lessons on detachment. Luckily (or not), Astarion's vampiric appetite offers a messy solution.
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The Magister, the Magistrate, and Maggie by GinaTeeth
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
29 Jul 2025
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Two guys. One tentacle.
Gale Dekarios, wizard of Waterdeep, decides to spice up his sex life with Astarion by summoning an eager and enchanting tentacle. Together, they’ll explore the boundaries of pleasure, unraveling arcane secrets that push Astarion to new heights—and unexpected depths—of ecstasy and vulnerability.
“I’ve been perfecting this spell for weeks,” Gale said, stroking the tip of the squirming limb, suddenly gasping as though it were his own flesh. “I wasn’t sure you’d be game, but… well, here we are.” A wolfish smile spread as a blush bloomed bright red across his cheeks. He was in that seemingly contradictory state Astarion found utterly irresistible: timidly cocky.
Astarion’s breath caught, eyes darting to the wriggling appendage before his usual smirk slid into place.
“You kinky fucking wizard.”
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Astarion, the unascended vampire lord, has a proposal: Would you invite his newest footman, Hamlaith—who bears a striking resemblance to your witty rogue—into your bedchambers for a night of illicit indulgence? Enjoy this tale filled with smoldering smut, teasing repartee, and plenty of possessive and jealous behaviors.
“I have so many terms before I even entertain the idea of you spit-roasting me,” your voice playful and edged with truth.
Unfazed, he taps your nose quaintly. “And I look forward to reviewing and negotiating every one of them.”
Hamlaith returns, gliding down the runner with two large green bottles and a pair of silver chalices balanced on a tray. His eyes stay lowered as he presents them to you, but the warm, living scent of him wafts closer, stirring that familiar pang in your fangs. Astarion’s hand rests lightly on your shoulder—a silent, steadying presence—and you relax. Hamlaith hesitates, unsure where to set the tray until you pat the platform beside you. Smiling softly, you direct, “Right here is fine, Hamlaith."
Astarion leans low, catching the footman’s eye with a wolfish grin. “Thank you, Hamlaith.” A flush sweeps over the servant’s face.
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Armed with a ridiculous coupon and a bruised ego, Astarion steps into a moss-covered cottage for a session with the last person he’d expect to meet as a professional cuddlist. Hilarity ensues as his sharp wit clashes with Halsin’s earnest charm, turning an absurd encounter into a surprisingly comforting tangle of snark and softness.
Enjoy this short n sweet fluff set during events in Act 3.Series
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You've become distracted. Two nights ago you allowed Astarion to drink your blood after he came to you in desperation. Now, you've taken to re-living that moment, embellished with your carnal appetite, hoping this time your obsession will ease from a rushing river to a controllable trickle.
Your memories segue into wanton fantasies of how that night could have gone. Fantasies you fully expect to take to your deathbed.
You bite your lip to halt a sigh, not wanting to break the spell of this moment. It catches in your throat and becomes a moan, broadcasting your need.
He pulls back and your eyes shoot open, a blush blooming from your cheeks out to your chest and scalp. He drinks this image of you in, tongue flicking a fang, your blood staining his lips. "Come again?" he taunts, brow arched.
"We're done here," you snap, rising, eyes rolling.
Ruby eyes flash. Rogue-like reflexes spring into action and he pins your shoulders back down. "Shh, shh, shh. Stay very still. I'd hate for our friends to see just how much of a fiend you are, luring poor, unsuspecting vampires to your bedroll under false pretenses." A throaty chuckle punctuates that ridiculous sentence.