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Companions with a Halfling Tav

[Fluff, kind reader, chubby reader, halfling reader, nb!reader]

[Wyll, Karlach, Gale, Lae'zel, Shadowheart, Astarion, Halsin, Minthara]

Wyll

Anyone seeing the two of you together wouldn't have believed that you were strangers who met less than a month ago. The playful teasing, the wholehearted smiles, and the comfort at being at each other's sides.

You really had a way to wrap every human you meet around your fingers, like you were an old friend they haven't met in a long time. It didn't take long for Wyll to feel at ease around you.

Your kind nature, your beautiful smile and your cheery demenour. You've always known how to brighten the mood and lift someone up even on their worst days.

Each meeting with Mizora left a sour taste in the aftermath, yet you've washed it down with each warm drink you handed to Wyll afterwards. Looking up at him from below, he felt his heart melt at the concerned look in your glossy eyes as you lifted the cup up towards him, a reassuring smile on your lovely lips.

A smile that said things will be better, that he will be okay.

He felt like the luckiest man in the world to have met you, met someone as precious and caring as you.

Karlach

And here she thought she'd be the only person in this camp who is looking to have fun and forgo the storm for rainbow.

The others are fine, but Karlach had what felt like a lifetime of misery already, of constant struggle and endless days to wallow in her sadness.

She has missed life, missed living and the excitement of it. The tenderness of a hug, and yours are absolutely the best she has ever had.

The way you fit perfectly into her arms whenever she gets on her knees to wrap you in her embrace. Your soft chubby body was brimming with love and care. Each warm hug reminded her of why life is worth living, of why she fights so hard everyday to stay a little bit longer.

She understands know why the goddess of halflings is also that of life, you're the embodiment of the one thing she was robbed of and god she never plans on letting you slip through her fingers.

The sound of both of your laughter can be heard in the early breakfast as Karlach sits next to you, her head laying on her crossed arms on the table while admiring you from the side. A time where everyone else is grumpy and sleepy, the two of you manage to be bundles of sunshine.

Your energy feeding into one another, returning the same effort and regifting the same happiness back.

Gale

Enjoys cooking food with you by his side. There is something to be said about the homely magic halflings bring with them wherever they may go.

Somehow, you sitting near him on the table and helping him chop down the vegetables for the stew, makes him feel at ease. Your smile is infectious, and Gale finds himself humming a song as the two of you make dinner together for the rest of the camp.

Your kind had a clear appreciation for the arts, for the many things humanity invented. Gale would invite you back to his tent after the meal, offer to read you stories as your small body curls on top of him. His blanket keeping the both of you warm.

Gale is sharing one of the most prestigious literature books, yet you've easily managed to keep up with the complex lore, identifying the many plot twists before they could happen. All while laying on top of him, letting him greedly cuddle your soft chubby body and speak his heart out.

Halfling and humans truly had a bond like no other, so similar and yet so distinct. To Gale, you were the warm home he'd come back to at the end of an adventure, the warm cup of chocolate during a rainy day.

Lae'zel

She doesn't treat you any differently. One day, you bring up the fact of being halfling, and she says she didn't really notice.

If you ask more then she admits that she judges and memorise people by their combat abilities, rarely by their looks or shapes. As far as she was concerned, she wouldn't have been able to tell you apart from a tiefling. To her, there are only gith and others.

While you do fall into others, you're not exactly like them. There is something special about you, the fact you take a step back each time the party fails or encounters something damning, let them recollect themselves and have some time to relax before embarking again.

She admits she has always looked down on those ways, thought they were meaningless and a waste of time. Yet you've proven her wrong many times, and that she admits.

To rest, sit back and stay in the current moment. She feels restless, gets more agitated the more she has nothing to do. What do you mean her sword is sharp enough and doesn't need more sanding? You don't know what you're talking about, there is nothing such as too much sanding.

But you hold her hend in your own, entangle your finger with hers. Guide her back to the fire with the rest of the companions, hand her a warm bowl of soup and tell her to take it easy.

She hasn't touched her soup, yet there is a great warmth spreading through her. Your hums of a melody, quiets her brain, your touches, relaxes her drumming heart.

She looks at the stars and longs for a home she has never seen before, a place where she should belong. But at this moment, nothing in her life felt more like home than sitting by your side.

Shadowheart

She's been taught to hold on to her sadness, to use it to guide her. That her suffering gives her purpose, that hear tears give her meaning.

The two of you have a lot to learn from each other, the moon and sun in an endless dance, chasing one another whilst avoiding the other.

She relives her sadness too much, reopens her wounds too many times. You bury yours, stretch your smiles too thin and downplay your injuries too often.

She returns your kindness and is there to see you at your worst of states. When you can't be the person who is expected to cheer everyone up, when you feel like the ground is crumbling beneath your feet, she catches you in her arms.

And you teach her forgiveness, of her self, current and past. Of her sins, current and future. You extend a hand of mercy and she in return offers an embrace of empathy.

The two of you share a special bond of mutual respect and understanding.

Astarion

He never thought he'd fall for someone shorter than him, truth be told. High elves were always raised on these less than ideal views for the smaller races.

And maybe this is the irony of the fate, that the single person to manage to steal his heart was you. Barely reaching his waist and easily lifting him up.

He was cautious around you at the state, after all the most chipper and goody two shoes people hid the darkest secrets behind that facade. You can't possibly be all smiles and rainbows, can you?

Yet no matter how many times he rummaged through your closet, not a single skeleton could be found, not even a loose tooth or a spine.

Astarion didn't realise how much he was starting to warm up to you, until that one morning you were helping him brush his hair while he sipped on a cup of a blood you've kindly prepared for him.

As he held the cup with the cute cow prints on it, the same one he stole from you, it hit him.

You've been coddling him and making him feel at home without him realising it for so long! And like an idiot he absolutely ate it up. God, is this why his ancestors warned him about Halflings? They really sneak up on you when you least expect it, and the next thing you know, you're spending hours making friendship bracelets for each other.

No, of course, he'll never take it off. Are you crazy? Anyway, you sneaky traitor, it's his turn to do your hair, so come sit on his lap so he can leech of your warmth while hugging your plump body and stomach. No shush, he has earned this. Look, he even has a friendship bracelet as proof.

Halsin

He is very gentle with you, aware of his size, and makes sure never to make you feel uncomfortable or take too much space around you.

Halflings are one of the many gifts of nature, their kind souls and inviting homes have been written about in many elf history books. The best friends of the infamous humans.

You ground him back into reality whenever he gets too lost in his head, worrying about the shocking reality of the modern cities, or the forgotten essence of nature. Your tender touch against his cheek and invitation to sit near the fire and talk it out is everything he could've ever asked for.

You bring home with you wherever you go, be it amidst the misty shadowlands and withering trees, or inside the basement of an abandoned building the party sought cover in from the outside rain.

In fact you'd be the type to embrace the rain and dance in it, barefoot and all. Reigniting Halsin's connection to nature by reminding him of all the beautiful gifts of these earths.

Minthara

Just who do you think you are? Waltzing in here like a drop of sunshine, all cute and small, making Minthara question her sanity.

You stand for everything she has been raised against, the loud laughter that'd get you killed in the underdark, the friendly kind nature that'd get you taken advantage of by the drows, the lovely smile that you flaunt around so easily.

And yet, you're the hero of her story. The person who saved her, let her keep her identity when they tried to erease her existence.

Your light never dims no matter how grumpy she is, your smile never falters no matter how deep her frown gets.

She respects you, admires you and is enthralled by your beauty. The way your thighs look so mesmerising whenever you walk, your chubby fingers that look so short in comparison to her larger hand.

Minthara have pressed the edge of her sword against people's necks for simply thinking they get to pick you up without permission. Have threatened people's lives over some insensitive comments about your own kind and how halflings don't belong in the battefield.

You're brave, truly brave. It takes true strength to remain kind in the face of a harsh world, to remain soft inside. And Minthara knows that, for it is the one thing she couldn't amount to.

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sorcerous-caress · 3 months

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I am absolutely giggling at the idea of a devil/demon with a halfling reader! POV: your just a little guy living your cottage core life and some arch-fucking-duke needs you right now.

You know those cheesy modern romance books where it’s like big strong emotionally constipated person finds the meaning of love in someone whose the exact opposite of them? The bad boy/girl/person x goody too shoes girl/boy/person?

I feel like that’s the dynamic of where a devil falls first and falls hard wksjs. On a side note, I think Kethric Thorn, Gortash, Mizora, and Raphael having a halfling spouse wouldn’t fix them per say, but would make them a little bit better /j

Thank you so much for listening to my rambles <3 Alsjak you’re so kind ^^

Precisely! Especially since the Halfling isn't even trying to fix them or anything. You're just being your usual self and showing them love and kindness.

Which are so infectious that they heal their wounds without realising it, to be shown softness amidst a cold uncaring world.

It's like they've known sin all their life, they've been stabbed in the back and they themselves stabbed people, cheated, killed and slaughtered.

And yet you share your pie with them, give them a plate. Not out of fear or respect but out of a genuine need for them not to go hungry, out of genuine concern for the well being of others.

It boogles them so much that they start self reflecting. You're a reminder of a better time, maybe a childhood memory where they scrabbed their knees and another kid handed them a cookie, maybe a time where their mother held them after a nightmare, maybe that one time a teacher used let them have a sip of their coffee.

Unconditional kindness. There are no expectations they have to meet to receive your good graces. No morality tests they have to pass, no weighting their heart against a feather on a scale.

You opened the door and let them in, aware of everything they've ever done. You're not naive or foolish, you are content in your life and soul.

They can't help but fall for you, they are so starved and hungry, they are so tired and cold, you're the home amidst the storm. S

#♡Halflings #♡Halfling reader

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sorcerous-caress · 4 months

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thank you thank you thank you for feeding me the halfling content. It warms my cold dead soul and I love it so much. 94 notes too at the current time I’m writing this, and gah, I’m glad some people enjoy the short races like I do.

To add if I may, I know I’m going off into human kink territory, but I feel like in all other races x human, there is a certain tone towards the human partner. High elves thinks they’re fundamentally less intelligent and naive, wood elves like to ‘fix’ them/change them, dwarves’ fantasy is to have a clumsy human assistant, etc.

Which don’t get me wrong, is hot. I’m all here for kinky shit, but I do like the tenderness of halflings. Imagine, a human stumbles upon a halfling grove while injured. They pass out, and awake to a group of halflings fussing. They’re tender and kind. One is hurriedly trying to sew their blankets together to keep you warm, another is tending to the fire, one is bringing you soup, etc.

Maybe you groan and protest you’re fine, trying not to hit your head. But you stumble and a worried halfling is tenderly scolding you. As you recover, you learn more about them. You drink with them, share nights under the stars, watch as they dance, and celebrate festivities together. They live such peaceful lives. Maybe you’re resistant. Maybe you’ve had a bad home life and don’t trust the families that love each other without something to get in return.

And yet, when you start a relationship with a halfling, you get their family too. Their siblings, their nieces and nephews, their cousins, and oh you just have to met their great aunt who lives on the top of the hill.

Maybe you stay with them. Or maybe you have to continue on your journey. When and if you do come back, your halfling lover(s) hand you a stack of love letters they write you. They are worried sick and hold you so tightly you’re strangely impressed.

Gah, I’m rambling but I love the idea of a human, rugged and hardened by the world, fall desperately in love with a halfling. I love a tender human kink and would love to get into the smut sometimes, but like I said, thank you so much for humoring my requests!

I'm really happy you liked it! I remember you from the early days of the human kink posts and immediately recognised you when I saw you in the requests <3

And yes, you get it. Halflings are described as the best friends of humanity for a reason! They represent home, security, and comfort, and god knows humanity is desperately in need a break from this cold warm and go to bed in a warm home.

It goes both ways too, halflings adore all the arts, be it painting, writing, music or anything, and humanity is the biggest ever source of it. Which is why so many halfling settlements get built near human cities, they adore their human neighbours creativity and are eternal greatful for the many manu gifts human has created into this world that they can spend a lifetime of exploring it.

Humans are the excitement and entertainment to them, the fun, art and laughter. I imagine halflings to be one of the few races who happily would listen to a human ramble about their ideas and dreams rather then condcendingly shushing them like the elves or infantilising their simple dreams like the dwarves who live complex lives.

Which is why humans are suspicious when they're met with halflings' hospitality after being met with all the other races, some of them even tried to enslave the humans.

And the halflings really live the dream most humans long for. A community of people who live off the lands and help each other, neigbours that know each other and share their celebrations and happiness. Where everyone contributes what they can and no one is left out.

Sometimes being human is tiring, a constant race where you have to prove your worth. To continously create, shine and preform for everyone around you. And endless dance that's expected of you rather than appreciated.

So the fact the halflings will nurse a wounded human back to full health in exchange for nothing comes as a surprise. The fact they opened their doors to you amidst a rainy storm and let you dry near the fireplace inside before cutting you a piece of their pie.

Even when you're back at full health, they don't ask for much of you. Just helping them with the tasks they can't do. Someone's cat climbed on a high tree and you're taller than them so maybe you can shake this bag of treats near the cat until it comes down? Or help them pick apples from this tree?

Especially your halfling lover, they were so patient with you and your wounded trust. Coming to visit you while you recover everyday and bringing you various things from their walks.

Sometimes a piece of warm bread and a warm cup of milk. Sometimes a stray dandelion with a ladybug they didn't notice that was munching on its leaves.

You ask them why and they say why do they need a reason to? You have a kind soul, they can tell, so it's normal for them to like being around you.

And maybe, if you're in the mood for chatting, maybe just maybe you can talk to them about the things you like? You see humans get this cute spark in their eyes whenever they talk about their passions-ah yes they do find humans quite cute but don't worry, they didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anything.

Maybe they hint at how beautiful they find humans, how they like the feeling of their hands, how much their different smiles melts the halfling's heart.

They admit you're just as beautiful as they imagined humans to be, there's unusual shyness in their voice as they admit that.

#♡human reader #♡human kink #♡halflings #♡fluff #♡romance #dnd human kink

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sorcerous-caress · 7 months

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My works

Sorted in alphabetical order based on the character's names, except when a work contains multiple characters, then you'll find it at the end of the list.

The most recent fics will be at the end of the character's list.

Gold ♡ is a traditionally written style fanfic [ usually crossposted to Ao3 ]

Red ♡ is a drabble/headcanon style Fanfic [ Not on my Ao3 ]

Pink ♡ is interactive stories

🎂 is an event related work

[ A -> Z ]

Arnell Hallowleaf

♡ Agape [comfort, romance]

Astarion

♡ To dance with you [heavy angst]

Dame Aylin & Isobel

♡ dealing with an overworked reader [fluff, poly]

Gale

♡ The Hanged Man [angst]

♡ cat food [ended]

Halsin

♡ Faux Innocence [smut]

Karniss

♡ Giving him a bath [fluff, angst]

Lorroakan

♡ general and smut headcanons [smut, fluff, dark content]

Minthara Baenre

♡ Smut headcanons [ Smut, nb!reader, Dom!minthara ]

♡ Secret confession [ Fluff, nb!reader ]

♡ Dead men's thrones [dark, smut, gore, durge!reader ]

♡ sleep cuddling [ Fluff, nb!reader, soft!Minthara ]

♡ Reflection [ smut, drama, cheating, Gale ]

♡ A beautiful webbing [smut, drider, dark]

♡ drider Minthara hc [fluff]

♡ Homewarming gift [smut]

Mizora

♡ Cucking Wyll [smut]

♡ XXX [smut]

Qudenos

♡ Red dragon smut hc [ heavy smut, nb!reader ]

Rolan

♡ Meta Magic Seduction [ smut, nb!reader, sub!rolan ]

Shadowheart

♡ Eager Plaything [ heavy smut, nb!reader, Dom!shadowheart ]

♡ Aftercare bath [ fluff, nb!reader, Soft!shadowheart ]

♡ pearly collar [ dark content, smut, nb!reader, dom!shadowheart ]

♡ she degrades you [ smut, nb!reader, dom!shadowheart ]

♡ shart au's reacting to a petname [ fluff, nb!reader ]

♡ wereshart and the full moon [ fluff, werewolf ]

♡ Werewolf Shadowheart HC [ fluff, werewolf ]

♡ Mysterious bag [ongoing]

Sorn Orlith

♡ Bad at sex [ crack, heavy smut, Afab!reader ]

Wyll

♡ With a shy Tav [fluff]

♡🎂 We die at the same time [angst, comfort]

♡🎂 Soft Yandere HC [dark content]

♡🎂 Heaven was made for two [fluff]

♡🎂 Into my arms [angst, TW: Self harm]

♡🎂 Karlach poly [fluff]

♡🎂 insecure tiefling Reader [angst, comfort]

♡🎂 girl dad Wyll [fluff]

Yurgir

♡ A rabbit braver than any wolf [smut]

Z'rell

♡ x reader headcanons [fluff, angst]

Several characters

♡ Asking to touch their ears [ fluff ]

♡ Putting makeup on them [ fluff ]

♡ How would they drink your blood [ suggestive ]

♡ Finding out you're ticklish [ fluff ]

♡ Giving them a hug [ fluff ]

♡ finding out you enjoyed being tickled [ fluff, fetish, smut ]

♡ reacting to a motherly reader [ fluff, afab!fem!reader ]

♡ Aftercare [ fluff, nb!reader ]

♡ how they act when they're sad [ angst ]

♡ reacting to Tav's younger sibling/child [ fluff ]

♡ tiefling reader losing a horn / eye [ hurt/comfort ]

♡ praising a shy Tav [ fluff ]

♡ with a teacher Tav [ fluff ]

♡ Accidentally calling them mom [fluff, platonic]

♡ Reacting to a fallen aasimar Tav [fluff]

♡ Dealing with a stressed Tav [fluff]

♡ Gifts they'd give you [fluff]

♡ taking you as their fake date [fluff]

♡ sharing a bed [fluff]

♡ taking care of the kids [fluff]

♡ aftermath of the breakup [suggestive]

♡ Companions with a Halfling Tav [fluff]

♡ early morning cuddling [fluff]

♡ early morning cuddling pt.2 [fluff]

#♡my works #♡technical issues

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sorcerous-caress · 4 months

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Drabbles 1.5

♡ Reader concepts

[part one] [part two here]

Innocent/crybaby/bimbo Tav

Bimbo Tav with paladin Minthara