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    After the tadpoles are gone and everyone goes their separate ways, Astarion and Gale realize they can still hear each other’s thoughts. Probably because they’re soulmates.

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    15 Mar 2026

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    The picturesque village of Buell, Maine is one of the last in the United States to continue the tradition of the “harvest” or “prosperity” lottery. Its residents insist the lottery makes them stronger, even as condemnation from outsiders grows.

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    31 Dec 2025

  3. Rec 31

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    His favorite time ever to finger Gale is right after sex. When he’s all loose and still wet, when that furled little hole is beautifully stretched out and dripping with Astarion’s come. He loves the way Gale tenses up deliciously around his fingers, the way his walls contract uncontrollably as he struggles to maintain his composure.

    Or; Astarion ponders the love he shares with his husband, and brings him to his limits.

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    20 Dec 2025

  4. Rec 64

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    “Sh-shut up.”

    “My loquacious darling, at a loss for words? Just moments ago you were doing so well. Can you still hold it for me, Gale? You only have 13 pages left, you’re so close.”

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    20 Dec 2025

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    “If you don’t use your magic on me,” said Astarion, one of his hands releasing its grasp on Gale’s wrists to snake towards the front of his torso, tracing gently along his distended lower belly. “Then I’m going to have to assume you want this.”

    Astarion’s hand and hips went still, and he became silent for a moment, as though waiting to see whether Gale would move to fight him off – whether Gale’s struggle against him had been a genuine one, or whether there was a strange, secret part of Gale that might just be enjoying this just as much as Astarion was. And for the briefest of moments, Gale did consider using a spell to propel Astarion away from him; it would be so much simpler, in some ways, to put a halt to whatever madness they were currently engaged in, and to happily untie his remaining laces and seek the relief he’d spent the last several hours dying for.

    Instead, however, what Gale chose to do was to cross his legs tightly in an undignified, last-ditch effort to hold back what he now knew to be inevitable, press himself back into Astarion, and let out a broken, high-pitched “please.”

    The Bloodweave piss fic that nobody asked for.

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    20 Dec 2025