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bloodlust-1 · 1 month

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You’re too sweet for me ₊ ⊹ part 1

Halsin x fem Tav (dark urge) — Explicit 18+

Summary: Tav takes a dip in the river to calm those pesty dark thoughts, hoping it'd help settle these murderous urges. But things turn interesting when Halsin finds her, offering to keep her company in the water. If only he knew just how pure he was in her eyes, a shame it'd be to destroy such an image.

TW: SMUT!

Note: I like this power dynamic. Halsin’s no match for this attitude. This isn't proof-read yet so pls don't bully me :')

AO3

Lovely photo by @moonslittlestar

Tav pushed back the droplets of water with her palms, fluttering her wet eyelashes against the moonlight by the riverbank. Its light reflected white against the ripples of water Tav bathed herself in.

The cool water was almost therapeutic to her, settling those dark urges so late at night. It'd be a shame if another Alfira incident happened again...

A smile crept on her lips.

Whatta shame for the poor bard.

With a menacing giggle, she ran her fingers through her wet hair, enjoying the sound of the silence of night. It was so calm compared to the rapid evil thoughts that tainted her mental.

Tav knew she had to be a good girl.

At least for now.

A crunching of rocks and sticks startled her, and she quickly wrapped her arms around her bare chest; turning her head towards the sound.

Startled, Tav turned to see Halsin approaching quietly. His tall figure was outlined against the moonlight, and his eyes held a gentle warmth as he looked at her.

“Oh - Tav...I didn't know you bathed around this time. Is it alright if I join you?” he asked, his voice carrying over the gentle sounds of the flowing water.

A mischievous smile played on Tav’s lips, meeting his gaze. “Of course, cause that isn't weird at all,” her tone laced with sarcasm as she nudged her head at him.

Why not? If it was anyone who didn't find this weird, it'd be Halsin.

The air between them seemed thick with unspoken desire while Halsin turned away, undressing each article of clothing off his body.

Tav's eyes trailed down from the bare muscles of his back all the way down to his toned ass. A smirk crossed her lips, turning away to leave him to his privacy as he walked into the water.

What can she say - he was beautiful.

Total eye candy.

With a graceful ease, Halsin stepped into the water beside Tav, the coolness of the river enveloping him. The closeness between them felt electric, their gazes locked in a silent pull.

"It's a peaceful night to indulge ourselves." His eyes traced over the contours of Tav's face and into her collarbones, stopping at the plump of her breasts that hid in the water. His lips parted slowly, "I assume you've been here for some time now?"

Tav caught his lingering gaze and nodded with a small smile, "For only about 15 minutes before you showed up." Tav circled around Halsin, cupping water into her hands and pouring the cool water over his shoulders, "I'm happy it was you who found me."

Tav's hands draped over his back, rubbing the water into his skin, "I am a bit of a lone wolf, but your presence is always welcomed." The coolness from her breath hit against Halsin's damp skin causing him to chuckle at her perfumed words.

"Nature spoils me with someone of your bountiful looks." He leaned back slightly, allowing Tav to run her hands up his back, neck, and then hair with water.

"Have you given thought about what I've said the other day?" He spoke with confidence and Tav let out a laugh.

Oh yeah - that.

Halsin confessed his feelings for her some time ago and she never got back to his proposition. Halsin wanted more than just lingering stares. He wanted to feel her, touch her, please her.

The only problem...He was too nice for her.

These evil thoughts and bloodlust for murder made Tav hesitant to pursue something more with Halsin.

He was so pure and she was the darkness of his shadow.

"Oh Halsin." Tav gently scraped her nails down his back, leaving behind faint red streaks on his skin, "You're too sweet for me."

A chill ran up his back before Tav submerged herself under the water, and Halsin turned his head back, looking around the find her.

Just then, Tav slowly rose up from the dark water in front of him, the water rolling off her body like the softest petal of a flower. Her eyelashes battered with water droplets and it rolled off her bare nipples for Halsin's pleasure.

Tav was an absolute tease. A beautiful mess of a woman who gnawed at his deepest darkest fantasies. Halsin never experienced someone like her and he was practically begging for Tav's attention.

His eyes consumed every detail. Every scar and the faint stretch marks on her breasts. Halsin's eyes gleamed at the soft pudge of her love handles when he noticed them. Tav's body was a piece of art; nature's purest gift.

Tav tilted her head, watching Halsin’s eyes dart around her wet body and then back to her lustful eyes. “You couldn’t handle someone like me,” she teased, a mischievous glint playing in her eyes. “Trust me, I would destroy any innocence you think of me…and maybe it’s best to keep it that way.”

Halsin hummed to her words. Captivated by Tav’s boldness, he felt a wave of desire but masked it with a seductive charm. His voice was smooth as he replied, his words dripping with honeyed persuasion.

“My love,” he began, his gaze intense yet inviting. “Innocence has its allure, but the fire in your eyes tells a different story...Perhaps it is not about handling you but rather embracing the chaos you bring."

He continued, leaning closer to her, his hands resting on her hips, "Even nature's most dangerous of predators has its beauty. You have hunter eyes -" Halsin brought one of his hands to rest on her cheek, bringing her body against his in a tight-knit, "Piercing. Dangerous. But beautiful."

Her breasts pressed against the muscles of his chest and it brought a fever across her cheeks. The sweetness in Halsin's voice was enough to make Tav question her better judgment.

Tav giggled and tickled his muscular arms with the tips of her nails softly, "Mmm, you're so tempting, druid." Tav gently peeled herself away from him. She clutched onto his hands, leading him deeper into the river until the water reached her shoulders.

Tav splashed a handful of water toward Halsin, causing him to chuckle as he playfully splashed back. Laughter filled the night air in this innocent water fight.

Suddenly, Halsin dove underwater briefly, only to resurface moments later in a swift movement, scooping Tav up into his arms, her laughter ringing out.

Tav held onto his shoulders for support as his strong arms wrapped securely around her thighs, locking her in place. Their eyes met in the dim moonlight, their laughter faded into a comfortable silence.

Tav’s gaze drifted down to Halsin’s wet hair and face, illuminated by the soft glow of the moon above. Her fingers traced over his brow, dipping into the crevices of his scars.

She couldn’t help but admire his rugged charm. Had Tav not felt like such a bad influence on Halsin, he would have already been hers since the night of the tiefling party. It’s not like she didn’t already try.

But he denied her.

Oh how the tables turn.

Without hesitation, she leaned in closer, teasingly hovering the plump of her lips over his. Eyes like daggers bore into Halsin, and he shifted her down enough for Tav to hook her legs around his waist.

Tav hummed with her voice soft in a whisper, “I bet you want to kiss me so badly right now, hmm?”

Halsin chuckled deeply in his chest, clicking his tongue softly against his teeth. “You’re making me feel like a young Druid again…I’d chase you like bait on a fishing line.”

Tav wrapped her arms around his neck, laying her head gently against his nape and purring into his ear, “Maybe I’m just waiting for you to bite the bait then.”

Halsin crooked his neck to meet Tav’s gaze. She rested her head on his shoulder and smiled up at him playfully. Tav pressed her thumb over Halsin’s bottom lip, grazing the skin in small strokes, “Remember what you said to me at the tiefling party?”

She dragged her thumb down, pulling his lower lip seductively until it dipped back up into place. His face went hot and she could feel his muscles stiffen.

Halsin closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath before nodding his head to the memory, “I do.”

Tav traced small circles into the nape of his neck, feeling the goosebumps caress her skin as she planted a single kiss on his neck, “And what did you tell me?”

Halsin shamefully answered her with defeat, “That I will not keep you all to myself.” He tilted his head away, exposing more of his neck to her.

“A shame, really.” She scuffed. Admittedly, Tav still held that against him. Rejection was something she never really experienced when it came to sex.

He was the first.

And to see him now, crumbling at the smallest touch satisfied her deeply.

“Now tell me, Druid…” Tav leaned her head up, coming face to face with Halsin, “How are we going to fix this problem?”

She nudged her hips against him, feeling the tip of his hardened length poking at her inner thighs under the water.

“Allow me to take you out of this river and I’ll show you, bratty love.”

Her lips tugged into a smirk at the word "bratty."

Tav's eyes gleamed, and her hands cupped his jaw, forcing his face closer to hers with a tug. A breathy chuckle left her lips before crashing them against Halsin's.

He hesitated at first from her force, but then slowly melted into the kiss, hugging her tighter than before. The drive in her kiss startled him, and he could feel all the emotions spilling out into a sweet kiss on his tongue.

Tav nibbled down on his lower lip, dragging her sharp canine across his delicate skin; causing him to wince softly as the small cut began to bleed.

His blood tasted bitter and warm, but the druid only encouraged her by mixing the flavor between their tongues.

Finally, Tav pulled away with a soft gasp. Her chest rose up and down with lustful eyes, “You talk a big game...I wonder just how well that tongue works..”

Halsin planted a kiss on her jawline, his voice strong and assertive, “I can show you.”

She lifted an eyebrow, “And risk someone catching us out in the open?”

He nodded with flushed cheeks. His eyes fell hazy as the blood on his lips smudged across his skin. The sting of his cut only bothered him for a moment before it all melted away into pleasure.

This painful pleasure was...intoxicating.

She's such a bad influence and he didn't even care.

Tav’s voice was low and husky as she leaned in closer to Halsin, her breath warm against his skin. Her eyes sparkle mischievously, “Very well…but - you got to earn it,” she murmured teasingly with dominance. “Show me, just with your tongue, and maybe then I’ll reconsider your…proposition."

Halsin’s hands instinctively found their way to her hips, fingers kneading gently into the plush of her skin, "A fair bargain. I would have more faith in me, however."

She pressed her index finger across his lips, hushing Halsin. Leaning into him with charm in her tone, "Tongue, not words."

Halsin nodded.

Next part here

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meanbossart · 2 months

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Lore Ask Compilation: "Every Other Question Is About The Drow's Dick" edition

Oh I LOVE Minthara, her dialogue is absolutely fascinating and in my opinion some of the best written In the game. Experiencing her in my Evil Durge playthrough without having been spoiled to her companion scenes prior was great - the amount of depth they managed to add to her, without it at all feeling forced or rushed, and considering how much less time she gets to develop at our side is really well done. While nearly everyone's quests had me immersed, she was one of the few characters who really made me pause and think about the things she had to say to me, what she truly meant by them, and what they meant for me as an avatar doing an evil run.

We have a lot of characters in this game that are meant to be full of wisdom and experience, who are meant to be the ones who say the right thing at the right time that inspires us to make the correct choices, but I don't think either Halsin or Jaheira (and I love Jaheira) made me feel like I knew so little about life quite as Minthara did.

And, of course, she's absolutely hysterical. 10/10 I wish she had a proper companion quest past being rescued but I understand why she doesn't.

[MORE ASKS UNDER THE CUT]

It doesn't connect to the urethra since the slit in on top, so he nuts and pisses normal.

Also you 100% are not sorry, stop lying to me.

Man, I thought a lot about this one because I play so fast and loose with the content the game gives us that I'm positive there must be SOMETHING I'm completely disregarding, but I couldn't think of anything! I've chosen to pick slightly less obvious interpretations to some lines and text but nothing that completely deviates from canon, I don't think. If anyone has noticed something I neglected to mention, feel free to let me know - not because I want to revise it, but just because I'm curious!

For the second part of the question, not really. Larian did a great job of giving us plenty of room to play around in the dark urge's background, I think I'm yet to see something that I find to truly "not fit" in the ample freedom they've given us. I have my preferences, of course - I'm shocked to find that most dark urge's are NOT big hulking beasts, for example - in fact that seems to be the minority by far, but I realize that I have my... Uh... Biases.

You can see a cute little divot through the fabric if you look closely LOL

And nah, I think his penis has seen enough sharp points for a lifetime.

Well.

Unless someone decided to add some bite-marks to it.

HMMM, I... Don't think so.

He didn't cry as a baby, he didn't cry as a child (and this isn't something I just decided on now - this is a major reason why his foster drow mother even kept him around) he didn't really cry growing up or at any point during the campaign. I think he is capable of it - sadness in him just tends to be far more confusing a feeling than anything else.

He will have emotional moments in ANE, whether or not that will culminate in crying is something you will have to wait to find out LOL

Astarion has noticed this and just took it as a character trait - the drow doesn't cry, he just gets confused, angry, frustrated or simply bottles it up. While he can be demanding of his emotional maturity, he isn't going to try and dictate how he should experience his own feelings. If it did happen it would definitely catch him majorly off-guard, perhaps even shift the perception he has of him to a certain extent.

Oh my god you just know they All managed to be utterly quiet about it for as long as humanly (and unhumanly) possible until like, I don't even know, halfway through the Shadow-cursed lands where one day Karlach finally turns back to the group around the campfire after a half-nude drow has strut past and she's like "SO

"DOES ANYONE KNOWS WHY HIS DICK HAS A SNATCH"

And Wyll is like :0... Karlach you can't just ask people that.

And then she pointedly turns to Astarion and starts trying to interrogate him on how it works while Gale covers his ears and Shadowheart is like:

This is gonna blow you guys backwards but he does not do those things in front of people and thinks its rude if you do.

HMMM Mostly physically but it's a little subtle. He really enjoys interacting with Astarion's (and previously Orin's) hands - kissing, holding, caressing. Touching hair and faces as well. He can engage in more overt physical affection but usually Astarion has to be the one to initiate.

A disarmingly earnest proclamation of love and adoration here and there as well - he isn't shy in the slightest to tell people how he feels about them, he just isn't constantly reminding them of it unless inspiration strikes.

Most of all I think he expects his loved-ones to see his care for them in his tendency to go out of his way to help them achieve their goals.

He went with them to the Shadow-cursed lands but I never helped him fix the curse, so he stayed behind when the gang went onwards to the city. DU Drow didn't really like him so it was good-riddance as far as he was concerned.

If he had come along and propositioned him during act 3 - uh, you know the really mean rejection line you have as a choice during that dialogue? Yeah, that one lmao.

Alas, DU drow is just monogamous. He could entertain group-sex with a partner for fun at the most, but not ever a third person in the relationship. And In my personal interpretation (but by all means - everyone else have fun with their poly arrangements!) of Astarion and his delivery of the "this is about Halsin" line, I also thought he was lying about being comfortable with it, so I write him as monogamous as well.

Nothing. Nada. Not a thing. Say what you'd like about Bhaal but he sure knows how sculpt them out of his murder-meat.

(Thank you!!!)

#ask compilation #DU drow lore #bg3 spoilers

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iamthunderhearmehowl · 5 months

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BG3 Headcannons: Halsin's Daughter PT3 (Love Interests)

Hey hi, I'm back again for my nightly post! I dunno man, there's just something so therapeutic about writing out my ideas and stories and sharing them ❤️

✨️ Original post and related posts can be found here

So please note; all love interests are adults. I know some of these characters in the game are kids right now - this is like 10 years (ish. add more years if you like) after the events of BG3.

ALSO: I dont have a name for her yet - so imma just call her HD for right now. I would appreciate any suggestions for names.

Mol:

Mol and Halsin's daughter would be the most chaotic power couple ever.

Double trouble and extremely mischeivious

Would probably accidently set the city on fire

Mol would be like "Oops. Well shit, thats my que to go" while running and dragging HD along

HD would probably be hysterically crying and exclaiming that she didn't think knocking over one small candle would set the whole city ablaze

10/10 would do a horribly planned bank heist; HD is definitely one to steal from the rich/evil and give to the poor. Also - she just can't help that she does like nice things.

Again: she's sweet but is definitely an asshole if you're deserving of it; don't be a dick and don't get on her bad side

They would be a couple that would like witty banter and insults - it's VERY flirtatious tho

Arabella:

The sweet book nerd couple

They would love to cuddle up next to the fireplace together and read

Arrabella would definitely be the more responsible one in the relationship

Likes to kiss each other's noses

Love language is giving each other small thoughtful gifts

They leave each other little love notes in their bags

Mol + Arabella (the polycule):

The balanced power team

They keep each other in check and out of trouble

Arabella is 100% the mom of the group; always prepared, always shooting down HD and Mol's dumb implusive plans

Mol is the captain of the dumb plans; HD follows

HD is the glue that binds them together

Cuddle piles <3

Every night is the best girl's night; it's like having a sleep over all the time

HD shows them love via making the best meals for them; always making sure that they have snacks in their bags

Example of convos:

A: DID YOU SET THE BANK ON FIRE?!

M: I mean. . .it's a little crispy but they'll be okay.

A: HOW DID THIS HAPPEN

M: Well. I thought throwing down grease would slow down the guards and klutz over there knocked over a candle

HD: It was an accident I swear! 😭

M: Dude you slipped in the grease and then grabbed onto the candle stand to try to save yourself; fell anways and kept slipping multiple times

Dammon: (Okay this is probably my favorite one. )

Met him when she went to Last Light Inn; he was there for his monthly visit to sell his wares

She was looking for a quiet place to hide and clean some of her cuts; not wanting to make her father worry about her losing control in wild shape. She's crying and freaking out a little bit - she just brutally tore apart a deer. It didn't need to die that way. She has no idea what came over her

Dammon had just come back from grabbing food in the Inn - when he could hear cryng in one of the animal stalls.

He finds here there, surprised. He nose and her cheeks are red from crying, tears are still welling up in her doe eyes. He notices she's covered in blood AND scars from her life in the underdark.

He grabs a warm damp rag and gently wipes her tears and the blood on her face. She begs him not to tell Halsin . He doesn't.

He grabs a blanket and wraps it around her. He sits next to her and tells her he's there to listen if she wants to talk

Normally she wouldn't speak of her problems to strangers, but something about Dammon's gentle tone and facial expression makes her spill her heart

From then on out; she makes sure to bring him his meals to his little forge; he works so hard that sometimes he forgets to eat

They get really close and their first kiss was very tender and sweet.

She playfully grabs one of his tools; he tells her to give it back but she giggles and runs behind his work table. He chases her around the table and catches her by the waist and places her on the table. (In my head, she's actually really small and petite, but her wildshapes are monsterous)

He hesitates a little bit but everything about her is just so damn cute. Not to mention she is absolutely beautiful. Her skin is perfect, a pale blue that makes her cheeks look bright and rosy when she blushes. She's batting her long eyelashes and looking at him with her doe eyes - the color of caramel. Her silver hair is half up but small pieces are perfectly framing her face.

Dammon swears she could be a drow princess. She's perfection.

He goes for it; even though he may get a threat or two from Halsin

How does Halsin feel about her and her possible love interests:

I aint gonna lie the man is probably super over protective of her

She may be an adult (an old lady even) in human years; but is essentially still considered a young and naive child to elves.

He more than likely is this protective because he feels like he's failed her; He wasn't there for most of her life and because of that she was subjected to the worst tortues and abuse

His blood boils when he thinks about her mother selling HD's body for political gain and favors

If they were ever out and about and someone was eyeing her or getting a little too flirtatious, they would recieve a death glare from him

He refuses to let anyone ever take advantage of her again

Okkkaaay. That's all I have for tonight! I hope you guys enjoyed this! Feel free to add other possible love interests to this <3 I love interacting with ya'll!

Also again: please send name suggestions otherwise she may just be called HD lmaaaoo

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hal-from-hell · 4 months

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little random things about Haltyrr and little random screenshots with this grumpy ass drow

random questions from this list (thank you, @cassieuncaged !) is under the cut

Where in the Faerûn is your Tav from?

Haltyrr was one of the daughters of House Symryvvin, noble house of Menzoberranzan, so, that's it. She believes it is the most beautiful place in the whole Multiverse and continues to love Menzo even after becoming an illithid;

What companion are you platonically close with?

Gale! Haltyrr appreciates his gentleness and diplomacy, as well as his good cooking skills. She thinks it would be nice if all men were like Gale. (A woman can be taken from Menzoberranzan, but the drow matriarchy cannot be taken from a woman.);

Romantically close with?

She had complicated feelings for Shadowheart and Lae'zel, which have never led to anything. And then she met a squid of her heart;

8: Who are they suspicious of?

Halsin. For some reason he scares Haltyrr. She thinks he's crazy and unreliable;

Weapon of choice?

Hal has her favorite dual swords, almost obsessed with them;

What is their orientation?

aggressive monsterfucker If Haltyrr wants - Haltyrr takes, she doesn’t think about what to call… things.

What are their thoughts on killing? Is it a necessary evil or do they enjoy it?

It is a necessary evil but sometimes she really enjoy it!

What hobbies does your Tav have?

Books and blades! You can't tell it by her, but she enjoys reading and prefers serious historical literature. Hal really wants to know more about world around and always listen attentively Gales infodumping. Also Hal is good in long philosophical conversations and happy to share her vision with others (even if they actually didn't ask lol). In general, I think Hal's favorite hobby is getting new knowledge, ANY type of knowledge.

15: What NPC's do they like? Which one's do they dislike?

Hal likes Mol (rogue with AMBITIONS, just like Hal herself, just.. smaller one), Barkus Wroot (Hal actually cannot explain her warmth to this gnome, its unexpected for a drow), Z'rell (bc she`s hot). dislikes... well, actually Haltyrr dislikes everyone with a rare exception, but she especially doesn't like other drow: Nere, Minthara, those twins from brothel...

#bg3 #baldur’s gate 3 #oc: haltyrr symryvvin #bg3 tav #game screenshots #virtual photography #character development

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