#so I give all that to halsin 🤭

[tadpole-apocalypse]

This has been in my drafts for months I’m just releasing it so I can be free:

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Thinking about Shadowheart and Halsin getting together post game in her little cottage core ending.

After her mother passes away she starts to fret about her dad being left all alone after she dies and gets a little bit of baby fever. She approaches Halsin to be the father with no expectation of anything further; she knows his lifestyle and he’s busy at the rebuilding of his old settlement. She’s fully prepared to raise the child by herself.

Halsin agrees but after she gives birth it ends up being twins and he just…stays for a bit to help out on the farm and with the babies, she’s not far from Reithwin so he can still get there quick by paw or wing. And then 20 years pass and they have 5 kids and are just like, well I guess we’re in love now!

[moonselune]

Hello! Could I ask for Lae'zel, Astarion, Gale and Halsin with naturally rather aloof reader? Meaning someone who's usually reserved even though (or especially when) they're in love 🤭

Aww this is so so sweet !

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Lae'zel:

Your natural aloofness had always been a part of who you were. Even in the midst of a raging battle, you kept a cool head and maintained a reserved demeanor. It was a quality that had always drawn Lae'zel to you, her admiration for your strength and composure a constant undercurrent in your interactions.

Then as your relationship deepened, this aloofness of yours only grew, particularly when it came to matters of the heart. Public displays of affection were a rarity, and you found yourself even more reserved when you were around her. Yet, this suited Lae'zel perfectly.

She had never been one for public displays of affection either. The disciplined and stoic nature of the Githyanki warrior didn't leave much room for tenderness in the open. Instead, she cherished the private moments you shared, the times when the world faded away, and it was just the two of you.

One evening, after a grueling day of battle and travel, you found yourselves alone by the campfire. The others had already retired for the night, leaving you both in the quiet solitude of the night. Lae'zel sat sharpening her blade, the rhythmic sound of stone against steel a comforting backdrop.

You sat nearby, your eyes fixed on the fire, the flickering flames casting dancing shadows on your face. Lae'zel watched you out of the corner of her eye, appreciating the serenity in your expression. She set her blade aside and moved closer, her movements deliberate and graceful.

"You fought well today," she said, her voice low and steady. You glanced at her, a faint smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

"So did you," you replied, your tone just as measured.

Lae'zel reached out, her hand resting on yours. The gesture was simple, but it spoke volumes. In the stillness of the night, this small touch felt more intimate than any grand display of affection could. You turned your hand over, lacing your fingers with hers.

"I cherish these moments," Lae'zel said softly, her eyes locking onto yours. "The world may see us as warriors - and we are, fierce, brutal and efficient warriors but regardless, here, with you, I can be something more."

Your heart swelled at her words, but you maintained your composed exterior. "As do I," you said, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

Lae'zel leaned in, her forehead resting against yours. The firelight illuminated her face, highlighting the intensity in her eyes. "We do not need grand gestures or public displays, calling you mine is all I need."

You nodded in reciprocation and squeezed her hand once more. Lae'zel pulled away and you rested your head on her shoulder, the two of you staring into the fire. The two of you remained there for the rest of the late evening, content with each other, happy. Just truly happy.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Gale:

Your composure was your greatest asset. Complete chaos could descend upon the camp and you would still maintain a reserved demeanor. You always keep your emotions close to your chest. It was a quality that intrigued Gale from the moment he met you, his fascination with your enigmatic nature only growing as he got to know you better.

As he began to woo you, or rather wow you - like he liked to say, you found yourself becoming even more reserved, particularly when it came to expressing your feelings for him. Not because you didn't care for him, the opposite in fact. It was because you cared so much that you became more.. aloof. This aloofness, however, often led to endearing moments of misunderstanding, especially given Gale's affectionate nature.

One evening, after a long day of travel, you found yourselves alone in the camp. The others had already retired for the night, leaving you both in the quiet solitude of the evening. You sat by the campfire, dwelling over the day, while Gale prepared a pot of tea. He approached you with two steaming mugs, offering one to you with a warm smile.

"A little something to help us unwind," he said, his voice gentle. You took the mug, your fingers brushing against his.

"Thank you," you said softly, your gaze still averted. Gale sat beside you, his eyes studying your profile.

"You know, you don't have to be so reserved with me, love," he said, a hint of amusement in his tone. "I won't bite… much."

You couldn't help but smile at his teasing, though you quickly masked it with a sip of tea. "Old habits," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper.

Gale chuckled, shaking his head. "It's endearing, really," he said. "But sometimes, I wish you'd let me see more of what you're feeling."

You glanced at him, your eyes meeting his for a brief moment before you looked away again. "I do… in my own way," you said, your voice hesitant.

Gale reached out, gently placing his hand on your cheek. The touch was warm and reassuring, and you felt your defenses start to crumble. "I know," he said softly. "And I cherish every glimpse you give me."

He leaned in, his lips brushing against your temple in a tender kiss. You felt a rush of warmth spread through you, your aloof facade beginning to melt away.

"It's just… difficult," you admitted, your voice barely audible. Gale smiled, his eyes full of understanding.

"I know it is, but you don't have to hide from me." He pulled back slightly, his hand still resting on your cheek. "I love that blushing smile of yours,"

You felt your cheeks flush, and you looked away, flustered. "Stop it," you muttered, though there was no real force behind your words.

Gale chuckled, his thumb gently stroking your cheek. "I can't help it," he said. "You’re too adorable when you’re flustered."

You sighed, finally allowing yourself to lean into his touch. "You're impossible," you said, a small smile playing on your lips.

Gale's smile widened, his eyes sparkling with joy. "And you love me for it," he said, his voice full of playful confidence.

You rolled your eyes, but the warmth in your chest betrayed your true feelings. "Maybe I do," you said softly.

Gale's expression softened, his eyes filled with love. "And that's all I need," he said, leaning in to capture your lips in a tender kiss.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Astarion:

Your stoicism was something Astarion found enticing. He was so accustomed to people succumbing to his honeyed words, yet you were an endearing challenge. His attempts to fluster you grew more elaborate, and you responded by retreating further into your shell, maintaining your cool exterior. But Astarion was nothing if not persistent.

One evening, the two of you were camped by a river, the moonlight casting a silvery glow over the landscape. The gentle murmur of the water and the rustling of leaves created a serene backdrop. Astarion approached you as you sat at the riverbank, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Darling, have I told you how utterly captivating you are tonight?" he purred, his voice dripping with charm.

You glanced at him, a faint smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Only about a dozen times," you replied, your tone even.

Astarion feigned a pout, placing a hand dramatically over his heart. "Ah, but it is always worth repeating, my love. Your beauty is simply breathtaking."

You rolled your eyes but couldn't suppress the small smile that broke through. "Astarion, must you always be so dramatic?"

He grinned, stepping closer. "Only when I'm around you," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "It's the only way to get that lovely blush to appear."

You felt the heat rise in your cheeks and quickly turned away, pretending to be engrossed in the view. Astarion let out a soft chuckle, clearly pleased with himself. It was the small victories. You regained yourself and turned back to him. "Liar, you are dramatic all of the time."

"What? Me? Never!" Astarion huffed in mock offense and sat down next to you. Despite your best efforts, you couldn't ignore the warmth spreading through you. Astarion moved his hand towards yours, his fingers lightly brushing against yours.

"Tell me, love," he said softly. "Why do you always hide what you feel?"

You hesitated, unsure how to put your thoughts into words. "I… it's just how I am," you said finally, your voice barely above a whisper.

Astarion sighed, his expression softening. "You know, ordinarily I would call you a prude and make some crass remark, but I can't and that's your fault."

"I'm… sorry?" You turned to him, a confused smile on your lips, and he flashed a fangy smile at you.

"All of it is your fault, actually. You've done something rather terrible," Astarion continued. "You've made me realize what love is."

"Oh, what a villain I am," you chuckled, and Astarion rested his head on your shoulder.

"Yes, quite heinous," Astarion agreed with you. "I was quite happy calling love nothing but a fleeting justification for lust and desire, but you have managed to prove me completely and utterly wrong."

A moment of silence stretched between you, comfortable and warm. You felt Astarion's breath against your neck, his closeness a constant reminder of the growing bond between you.

"You know," you began hesitantly, "I'm not very good at this… expressing my feelings."

Astarion lifted his head and looked at you, his eyes full of understanding. "Neither am I, darling. I've spent centuries avoiding the very thing. But with you… it's different."

You looked into his eyes, seeing the vulnerability there. It was a side of Astarion that he rarely showed, and it made your heart ache with affection. "We'll figure it out together," you said softly.

Astarion's lips curved into a genuine smile, one that reached his eyes. "Yes, we will." He leaned in, capturing your lips in a tender kiss. It was slow and deliberate, a silent promise of the future you would navigate together.

As you pulled away, you rested your forehead against his. "I might not always show it, but… I care about you. Deeply."

"I know," Astarion whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "And that's more than enough for me."

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Halsin:

Amidst the camaraderie of your group and the bond you shared with Halsin, you often found it difficult to express your emotions openly. This reserve only deepened as your feelings for him grew, creating a quiet, unspoken but not unpleasant tension between you.

Halsin, however, seemed to understand. Unlike others who might have been frustrated by your aloofness, he accepted it with a calm grace, finding solace in the small, meaningful moments you shared. He had grown accustomed to people throwing themselves at him, their affections often overwhelming and insincere. Your reserved nature was a refreshing change, a quiet testament to the depth of your feelings.

One afternoon, you found yourself in a serene clearing, the sun filtering through the canopy above. Halsin was sitting nearby, working on a small wooden carving. You watched him for a moment, admiring the skill and care he put into his craft. As if sensing your gaze, Halsin looked up and smiled.

"Come, sit with me," he said, his voice warm and inviting.

You hesitated for a moment before moving to join him, settling down beside him on the soft grass.

"What are you making?" you asked, your curiosity getting the better of you. Halsin held up the carving, revealing a delicate wooden bird.

"A gift for you," he said simply, placing it gently in your hand. You turned the carving over, marveling at the intricate details.

"It's beautiful," you said softly, a genuine smile breaking through your reserved facade.

Halsin's eyes softened, his expression filled with affection. "I'm glad you like it," he said. "I enjoy making things for you."

Touched by his words, you reached into your pack and pulled out a flower crown you had made earlier. An array of daisies and dandelions carefully woven with your love for him.

"Funnily enough, I made this for you," you said, handing it to him with a shy smile.

Halsin's face lit up with a broad smile as he accepted the crown, carefully placing it on his head.

"Thank you," he said, his voice filled with warmth. "It's perfect."

One evening, as the sun set and cast a golden glow over the camp, Halsin approached you with a soft smile. "Would you like to take a walk with me?" he asked, holding out his hand.

You nodded, placing your hand in his. The two of you walked in silence, the only sounds the rustling of leaves and the distant calls of night creatures. As you walked, you felt the tension in your shoulders slowly dissipate, replaced by a warm sense of contentment.

Eventually, you reached a small, secluded grove. Halsin turned to you, his eyes full of gentle affection.

"I know you find it difficult to express your feelings," he said softly. "But you don't have to hide them from me. Though I say that I want to assure you that my love for you never falters. I see the warmth in your eyes, I feel the love in your touch, no matter how fleeting. I am yours entirely and I am more than honoured to call you mine."

You felt a rush of emotion, your heart swelling with love for the kind, patient man standing before you. Too many times had your nature caused a rift between you and past lovers, too often had you thought you were doomed to be alone forever.

"Thank you," you whispered, your voice thick with emotion. Halsin smiled, his thumb brushing away a stray tear from your cheek.

"There's no need to thank me," he said softly. "I love you, just as you are."

In that moment, you realized how deeply you had come to care for Halsin. Despite your aloofness, he had managed to reach your heart, filling it with warmth and love. And as you stood there, wrapped in his embrace, you knew that you had found something truly special.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Awww this ended up being a bit hurt/comfort for some of them but I hope you all enjoy this - Seluney xox

[xxhexwolfxx]

My dating headcanons for Astarion, Gale, Wyll, and Halsin with gn s/o request is so good! Don't worry about it being short! I don't mind! I love it especially Astarion loves their scars even more so if it's from him drinking from them 🩸, he would kiss their scars gently after drinking from them 😘, he loves to lay with them in the sun but adores when they're sun kissed, he would bite their lips to bleed a little so he can lick it up 😋 sometimes when he kiss them, he's so dramatic that he act like he's dying from a papercut just to get their attention 🤣, his favourite part of them is their neck is because they allowed him to be near a sensitive part of them 🥹, him preferring cuddling as he wants something soft & comforting ☺️ makes sense considering his past, Gale likes to make origami particularly a bird or butterfly & make it fly to them with magic ✨, he's more nervous about Tara's reaction because he wants her to like them 🥺, he would read to them if they can't sleep which helps because of his soft voice 😴, he would cook their favourite meal if they had a bad day which would make them smile ☺️, he would use magic to give them their favourite things just to see them smile 😊, he always cast a protection spell on them secretly as a precaution whenever they go out 🤭, Wyll enjoys dancing with them that he would dance around the campfire with them when everyone is asleep, he would tell them about his adventures sometimes especially when he had a bad day 😞, he would do his best to keep them a secret from Mizora because he won't know what to do if she hurts them 😭, he would go slowly so he can appreciate them 🤭, he would show them his favourite spots when they reached Baldur's Gate, his favourite thing to bond over is to lay down & watch the stars with them ⭐, Halsin would cuddle with them if they're cold especially as a bear 🐻, he would give a ride as bear if they asked nicely 🥺, he mostly does it because they're tired from walking a lot, he would take them to a flower field if they're free, he would put flowers in their hair while telling them about the wildlife around them 💐, he would take them to lakes to watch ducks swimming which I would love to🦆, he normally whittles their favourite animals for them when he's free 🥰, and how normal it would be to have animals walk in & out in their home if they're living together 🤭 Thank you so much for doing my request because I love it so much :)

Thank you so much for requesting! I’m so glad you’ve enjoy my writing! :]

Also thank you so much for all the notes! It’s so crazy to think people like my stuff. <3

[swordmaid]

wait i kinda like this convo. two things : shri'iia's fake ass going like 'i can't trust someone who hides secrets from me!' 🙄🙄🙄 as if she's also not hiding her whole identity and faith currently!! and she's scouting out her new companions at that moment, seeing who's useful to her and all that but i kinda ijbol giggle at the idea of her getting in her high horse going like i need u to be honest with me! meanwhile wearing the no. 1 liar sash so hypocritical of her makes her downfall much more funnier i think. second thing - astarion going like 'i need you and you need me. it's that simple' it's kinda giving early asos jaime thinking that he just needs to get rid of brienne and run back to kl and his life will be normal again - like it's not the same energy obvi jaime is more deranged (surprisingly) but it's in the same wavelength..!! you're not anticipating the deep bond you're gonna form throughout this journey you fool..!!!! astarion going like i need you and you need me it's that simple vs epilogue line abt how the last six month is a balm to his 200 years of misery and him finding genuine happiness finally cackling im SORRY this shit is cat nip to me like i know im the one picking the options to get this outcome but im like HEHEHEHEHEHE. in my head the convo is a bit longer though, and he'll probably take a jab at her that she's hiding something as well bc i think he'd catch on that she's lying through her teeth about being surface born.. i mean, it is pretty obvious lol and whenever it gets brought up in conversation she just talks her way out of the topic and they do have other pressing matters (like the tadpole dilemma bc they're still hunting for halsin in this moment) so they don't really care too deeply abt personal topics currently since they're trying their best not to transform into a pack of squids. but i kinda like this convo for them 🤭🤭🤭

[galaxymagick]

bg3 playthrough🗡️

met Raphael

cleared some of the goblin camp out

forgot to talk to pain guy in all the killing that was happening.. never mind

meet my guardian 👀

killed 2 of the 3, minthara I just knocked out.. since I knew about her I wanted to meet her later.

rescued volo and the prisoner, didn’t need to find halsin as I already cleaned out the camp so he made his way back there himself

saved the grove, called out kagha siding with the shadows (stopped her killing the tiefling girl) didn’t get my reward because erm a little vampire had already pickpocketed it before 🤭

forgot about the harpy nest even tho I know about them so sorry poor other tiefling child I wasn’t there to save you from them..

lobelia had sexy time and some neck biting with astarion after the trifling party 🫠even if it is just for him to make sure he's protected from certain ppl.. also.. pick him up pick him upppppp!!!!!! PICK HIM UPPPPP

gale wanted to spent time he was jealous like excuse you mr waterdeep we havent hardly spoke since i pulled you out of that magic hole ... back uppppppppppp 🤚 lollllllllll

volo took lobelia’s eye the morning after!!! (If I didn’t know what I would have got in return I wouldn't have allowed him but it hasn’t taken away my fun or finding out new things..)

and not to be bias but i am, shes so prettyyyyy. more bodytype 3 love needs to happen 😭 like i've seen ppl stereotype it too much.. shut your holes.

erm didn’t rescue the ppl from the burning building .. oops

talked my way into the zhentarim hideout, astarion was inspired 😌 killed everyone ofc, let the artist escape, stole all their loot!!

helped astarion with seeing his back scars

meet my guardian again 👀 no... i didn't give him gambit eyes i don't know what you're talking about....kinda hate I know who he is 😭 I made him too .. well he is very nice to look at..🥴 i think i made him a half elf

FINALLY went back to auntie ethel it was so much easier to defeat her this time, stole all her stuff, woke up zombie collin and gave marina the wand 👋 good luck

came upon the gur, let astarion do what he wanted, but decided to knock him out not kill

went back to the goblin camp to finish off the left over goblins that were outside..

changed out karlach and shadowheart for gale and lae’zel

spoke with voss persuaded him to leave without a fight astarion was again inspired ~ lobelia is becoming so charming and persuasive ~ 😌

astarion pick pocketed lady ester of as much of her goods as possible then we erm.. displaced her. no gith egg for you laaady

baby owlbear came by and astarion wasn’t happy the little snack ran away. I love how astarion says the line "oh now look, you’ve scared off the little snack"

killed some skeleton big guys and made our way to the creche and came upon the monastery

if you couldn't tell i'm having so much fun with this game and i haven't had that in such a long time 😭

[gaysindistress]

I'M FREE TO COMMENT!!! My suggestive headcanons for Gale, Wyll, Astarion, Halsin, Dammon, Rolan, and Zevlor with shy female s/o who would go out of their way to help others whenever they can request is so good! I love it especially how Gale can praised her so sweetly as he's making her excited as him 😳, he would make her wait for hours & finding every reason to stall for time while making her worked up 😁, he would ravish her chest & leave marks first before cooking dinner 🍲, Wyll would have to wait for his advice as he needs to fondle over her clothes first 😏, Wyll is so innocent that he didn't know how much it affects her 😇, I would feel hot too with how he encourages her 🥵, he thought she was nervous & tried to help her sweetly but accidentally made it worse 🫦, he would be embarrassed if she told him about it ⁄⁠(⁠⁄⁠ ⁠⁄⁠•⁠⁄⁠-⁠⁄⁠•⁠⁄⁠ ⁠⁄⁠)⁠⁄, he would give his stunning smile before leading her back to camp when the fact settles in ☺️, Astarion would be so clumsy 🤭, just how giddy he is as she told another person that she doesn't have the cure for smelly armpits 😁, he burst into laughter when she's right in front of him 🤣, he would give an apology he doesn't really mean & a kiss that's more than one 💋, he needs all of her kisses because he's aware she doesn't expect anything to continue 👍, there are times he wants to have more like now 😳, he pulled her to semi-dark alley as he pawed her clothes O///O, he didn't plan anything but he's not done with her yet ⁄⁠(⁠⁄⁠ ⁠⁄⁠•⁠⁄⁠-⁠⁄⁠•⁠⁄⁠ ⁠⁄⁠)⁠⁄, Halsin would be glaring at anyone right behind them 😠, he may be a gentle giant but he won't let anyone get in between him & her 🐻, he would respect her opinion although he doesn't have concerns of making love to her in nature as it's safest to him 👍, he would search for a hidden meadow & made a bed if his desire for her hasn't completely taken over him 🛏️, Dammon is the sweetest which I agree 💯, he would make sure she's completely taken care of first before doing anything 👍, how he's bathing her but it slowly becomes more handsy 🧼, he would tease her with his hands & words 😁, there will be a mess to clean in the morning 😂, he won't let them return the favour as it's about them only 😤, I can see why you say low-key hate sex as it's Rolan after all 🤔, the song you choose described it so well & it's so catchy too 🤯, Zevlor is experienced but out of practice which I agree 💯, he knows how to relax her yet make her worked up until she's teary 🥺, he would have her wait a bit as perfection can't be rushed 😏 Thank you so much for doing my request because I love it so much :)

I’m so glad you liked it! 💓

[moonslittlestar]

ahh, i don’t know a lot of the names but i’m going to say of moon, echo, the twins, and i forgot how it’s spelled but darragh

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Sorry in advance this will be long 🤭 I'll try to keep it as short as possible! Also, their stories are very angsty, so just a prewarn that these are not light of heart. TW for violence, physical and mental abuse, murder, death, substance abuse and hurting animals (willow's tale).

Moon Personality wise Moon is very cold, stern and quiet intimidating when you first meet him. He's got this presence that feels almost royal, but grounded, it's a very heavy presence that surrounds him, and although he no longer owns his wings their weight is still carried on his back. Moon's got this electric field around him too, fuelled by the magic that runs through his veins, when he uses magic the smell of Jasmine permeates the air and lingers sometime afterwards too (this is how Astarion realized that Moon was near when the ship crashed). Moon carries himself like you'd expect a demi god to, he's majestic. Once you get to know Moon the coldness doesn't change, he is not one to let his guard down, only Astarion has seen him in vulnerable state. I imagine as Cazador ripped his wings off that he still held his own, just so Astarion wouldn't have that be his last memory of him. Moon, much like Aylin is centuries old. Born the son of a god and a moral, Moon spent a lot of his life fighting in the wars between gods, sometimes being summoned by mortals to wield is sword by their side. He was unstoppable. That is, until he descended, tales of why he descended are unclear and many ballads tell different tales. No one is sure why Moon ended up living amongst mortals. Moon and Astarion's backstory goes way before Cazador, which is why the Emperor is trying to trick Moon with a pre-Cazador Astarion disguise. They randomly found each other, and in a twisted turn of fate fell in love. What was meant to just be some fun, a get away from the harrows of daily life, turned into two souls crashing together, bound to each other. When Astarion was turned by Cazador, Moon did everything in his power to reverse the curse, but the gods had abandoned him and they had to look for other avenues. Moon started research how to remove vampirism and who he needed to get a hold of to help them. What Moon was able to do in that time, was cut off Cazador's ability to control Astarion for short periods of time, in those moments they spent hidden away, in their own little world. Cazador found out and Astarion pleaded that Moon go into hiding, that he leave and never return, no matter how much the idea hurt him, Moon refused to give up on Astarion but Cazador had other plans. He made a pact with Bhaal, Moon's life for information on how to become the Vampire Lord. Bhaal agreed. Moon was caught and tortured in front of Astarion, his wings ripped from his body, never to return again. His life, his memories, were sacrificed to Bhaal, who claimed the newly born Moon has his chosen. And Astarion would never see him again, locked away and punished for disobeying his Master...

Echo Echo's always been a softie, even during their darkest times, deep down all that Echo ever craved was love and acceptance and someone to show him there's more to life than pain. Echo is shy, closed off and quite, mysterious and intimidating to those who don't know them. They would do anything to be just held, have someone run their hands through his hair and tell them everything's going to be alright. Echo lives in fight or flight mode, constantly alert, ready to go on the defence if needed. Echo suffers from C-PTSD and has frequent panic attacks and flashbacks, thankfully Halsin and Astarion have learnt how to calm them down and help them get grounded again. The child of a Drow (father) and a High Elf (mother), they have one older brother. Echo's mother passed away when they were just a child, a naïve and innocent, none of them took it well. Oilibhéar (father) grew cold and distant from his children after their mothers death, unable to show either son's any sign of affection. Torán, Echo's older brother took his pain and grief out on Echo, a punching bag for the feelings that Torán could not put into words. Torán blamed Echo for the downfall of their family. Blamed by his brother, ignored and abandoned by their father, Echo could never amount to anything, always living in the shadow of his mothers death. Home life was harsh and cold, there were no safe spaces for Echo and outside family life it wasn't much better either. As Echo aged, they suffered at the hands of many, adults and peers alike. A victim of physical and mental abuse throughout their life, used for their body, often returning to an distance household, bloodied and bruised. One day whilst heavily intoxicated Echo snapped. A switch flicked and during a fight with Torán, whilst defending himself from Torán's brute force, Echo took a knife from the kitchen counter and ran the blade across Torán's throat, leaving him to bleed out on the kitchen floor. Echo ran away from home that same day. Soon after, Echo found comfort in the cult of Bhaal, able to take a life time of anger and resentment out on strangers with no names and no families to mourn for them. Slowly climbing the ladder and becoming Bhaal's favourite little killer, his Chosen. This also lead him to their relationship with Gortash, who was the first person to really and truly show Echo devotion. Gortash was smitten, praising Echo and accepting Echo for all their flaws. Thus their evil plans began to play out to the downfall of Baldur's Gate...

Darragh Runt of the litter, or so they liked to tease them, the smallest Cervitaur of their herd. What Darragh lacks in height they make up for in personality. A clumsy little thing that often trips over their own feet or gets their horns tangled in forest vines. Their warm hearted and radiate kindness, though it took them awhile to reach this point. Darragh spends most of their time stoned, a keen eye and taste for magic mushrooms granted him more abilities than the rest of their herd, allowing them to communicate in ways they couldn't. Darragh's veins work like roots, from their head to their feet they send signals and messages to the world around them and other creatures, via mycelium. Darragh's hair consists of about 80% moss, leaves and twigs tangled between their horns. Their skin marks a pathway for the magic that flows inside them. When Darragh uses their magic their veins glow in a bioluminescence light. They stay barefoot so they are able to keep communications open as they wonder. Their roots also allow them to communicate with other creatures and beings via touch, through micro electric pulses, meaning they can completely tune into someone's body and mind all through their finger tips. Darragh wanted more from life than being a part of the herd, seeking freedom from their circle, Darragh travelled to Baldur's Gate in search of someone to help give them a more humanoid form. One their journey Darragh stumbled across a Hag, who, for a price, gave them their wish, only to tease that they'd never lose their antlers as a reminder of the part of them they so easily gave up. What else the hag stole from them remains a mystery. Darragh's wild shape remains a deer.

Hunter & Willow The twins are polar opposites. Hunter's alignment is Lawful Good whilst Willow's is Chaotic Evil. Their story is two sides of a coin.

Orphaned at a young age (roughly 6ish), Hunter and Willow lived on the streets. Hunter, being the "older" of the two took it upon himself to do whatever he could to keep his sister safe. Hunter would find them shelter amongst derelict houses, dingy back alleys and abandoned factories/shops, ect. Whatever he could find to put some sort of roof over their heads. By night they'd rummage through trash, bins and all sorts just to find a meal, no matter how old or moldy it would be. They wold drink sewage water and dirty rain water. After several years of living on the streets, they were taken into foster care. Originally homed together, until Willow started showing signs of being anti-social. She found it difficult to blend in with the other kids. Hunter tried to do everything he could to help his sister, but her aggressive side only grew stronger as she aged and obsessive behaviours began to show. This got them passed around several different foster homes for a few years. By age 10, Willow's obsession with dead and dying animals had grown significantly. This obsession only grew, until one day their foster family came back to their cat, dead and displayed in their living room, with Willow sitting across from it, covered in it's blood. Willow got taken away after that, and Hunter got thrown into a different foster home, unable to know where his sister was taken. Hunter, feeling useless and like he failed his sister packed his bags one day and showed up outside the Flaming Fists training ground, where they took him in and gave him shelter. Hunter spent years training under the Fists, hoping to climb through the ranks and find a way to help his lost sister. During Hunter's time with the Fists, he met Wyll, a young boy roughly the same age as him. Wyll's father took a shining to Hunter, and Wyll trained with him regularly, the two becoming extremely close. Hunter and Wyll's relationship grew to something more emotionally (not physical) intimate, though the two were still young and figuring out who they were in the world, their bound had been sown, and the two of them were inseparable. That was until Wyll left, leaving Hunter behind and alone... again. After Wyll left, Hunter started becoming suspicious of his disappearance and without any answered, he left the Fists. During this time, Willow had only grown more chaotic, after being torn away from Hunter she got put into an asylum, where she managed to escape and go underground. There she found a guide, and joined that for awhile, robbing and thrifting her stolen goods. But it wasn't enough for her, she needed more. Her hunger wasn't sated and she became an assassin, finding joy of taking people's lives and watching the light fade from their eyes. Before Hunter left Baldur's Gate in search for Wyll, he heard rumours that Willow had become a Bhaal cultist...

[parvulous-writings]

Your answers about your ocs is so good! I'm glad you're excited about it! Good thing you can ask character creator 👍 I love it especially Renton is quite strong because he has done a lot of physical labour at his farm which makes sense 🤔, he's unusually not a charismatic bard until later on 😲, he only knew how to play the ocarina at first (Interesting musical instrument 🎵), he's a great eater who would try new food 😋, his favourite food are homemade food like bread 🍞 & cake 🍰, he would be amazed at a crowd especially from a distance but he would be nervous if he's in a crowd because he never experienced it before which makes sense 🤔, he loves animals especially Scratch that it's difficult to separate them 😍, it reminds him of the animals back at home & he needs some furry company 🥹, he's wary about magical animals but he warms up to them quickly 🤭, he's quite naive but he doesn't take long to learn how big the world truly is 👍, he does fall for some tricks though 😅, he never had to think about his sexuality & identity before this adventure 🤔, Michael is from a small community at Rivington, he's the oldest of three younger brothers but he never met them before 🥺, he loves to walk through nature even though he's not a druid 👍, he loves to spend time with everyone especially listening to their stories ☺️, he's not fond of fighting & war although he would talk if someone asks him, he would fight if necessary or to protect someone but he never brag or gloat about it though 👍, his hobby is to write music about those he care about 🤭 although no one would know about it except him, he also enjoys stargazing ✨ & birdwatching 🐦‍⬛, the reasons he took an Oath is because he has seen injustice in his youth as well as his father & elders influenced him to give justice to everyone ⚖️, Markus is bitter because he hasn't been able to do anything to save his home 😭, his favourite wildshape forms are boar 🐗 & stag (I love all the animals 😻), he used to travel with Jaheira, Ilvon and Laenna for awhile before the shadowcurse, He, Ilvon and Laenna settled in Moonrise after that particular adventure & spends time with the locals, Ilvon and Markus teach the locals about the land 👍, he loves to weave beautiful tapestries 😍 but he stopped after running out of thread at the Last Light Inn 😞, his mood would improved greatly if the shadowcurse is lifted 👍, he would blame Halsin & Reader if they failed but he would probably attack Reader 😨, both the sight of his home overtaken & most of his friends are likely dead takes a toll on him 😭, Ilvon would bond with anyone who would be a good friend 👍, he's soft-spoken yet sociable 😲, he would wildshape to a owl🦉, bear 🐻, or wolf 🐺 (I love all the animals 😻), he loves all kinds of books especially romance 🤭 that's spicy 😳, he can never explain it but he just finds trees intriguing 🤔, he enjoys decorating people's hair, to read a good book 📖 by the river is his favourite thing to do 😍 (Sounds nice!), he doesn't like violence but he will do it when push comes to shove 😤, he doesn't talk about it but he misses his home dearly 🥺, and he hopes with Silvanus's blessings for a miracle 🥹 Your reaction is so wholesome that it made my day ☺️ Thank you so much for answering my questions & for letting me know your reactions because I love it so much :) - Fluff anon

Fuff Anon, I am going to be SO real with you right now - I was genuinely overjoyed when I saw that someone had asked about my ocs; Very rarely do I ever get to even mention these characters, let alone have the opportunity to talk about them in-depth, so for this, I give you a thousand thanks! I see your next lot of questions (as well as the other request you've sent before) and will get those out as soon as I can! I've got a few sweet things on the way!

To the Dhampir bard anon, whoever you are... You are bloody brilliant, I love you (/p). I will give dhampirbard!Reader and their LI (keeping that a secret for everyone else teehee) the best I can!!

[lostinforestbound]

My Gale, Wyll, and Halsin Body Worship request is so good! So sorry about requesting Astarion! I'll make sure to not request him again! I love it especially just how Gale loves giving everything he can for them ☺️, it applies in love making with some body worship 😉, he never thought much about being the one to receive since he's so focused on them, he's willing to give it a shot especially with how excited they are, he's experienced but it felt like his first time when they started kissing his neck & chest where the orb lays 🤭, I do love Gale being soft so there's plenty to kiss 😘, they nipped at his most sensitive spots so his breath hitches 😈, they can tell how flushed & riled up he is when he's normally isn't 😳, they weren't so merciless as they gave him the best oral which he didn't last long 👍, Wyll is more of a traditionalist including intimacy, he's surprised at their suggestion but is willing to try as long it's nothing too extreme, he's confused at first to being flustered when they meant for him 😳, I definitely think he would be more used to his infernal traits with time & them worshipping him 👍, them grabbing his horns for whatever reason gets him going 🤭, he enjoys it most when they worship him is while riding him, he loves their kisses & soft touches but he also wants to watch them 😍, he found it hard to refrain from worshipping them but he listens if they said to sit back, he wants his turn next time although he did enjoy it 🤭, Halsin has been around for a very long time so body worship is something he's familiar with, he's happy to let them do what they like, he would lean into their hands touching his neck & chest, he would sigh in contentment if they touch & rub his ears, he would groan if they pinch the tips of his ears, he won't be too flustered but he would let them know if he loves it by being noisy 😳, he would never tell them that he loves to tease them by embarrassing them a bit 😈, they would hear a lot of pleased sighs as they kiss & run their hands all over him 🤭, it's not something he would indulge often 😲, he got so excited that he took control while biting their lower lip O///O, and it's a good thing both of them aren't near the camp because of how loud they are 😳 Thank you so much for doing my request because I love it so much :)

Oh absolutely no worries about asking for Astarion! I completely get it, he's a wonderful character! I'm just not confident in writing for him, I believe there are other blogs that write for him much better than I ever could. Maybe I can try writing for him in the future! I'm glad you enjoyed what I wrote for the other characters though, I had fun exploring them!