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[girlwithadragonheart]

do you have any current favourite Halsin headcanons that you haven’t shared before? :)

I think I have a few very specific ones :3

- Halsin is a mama’s boy for sure. It’s how he learned to be so gentle and caring from a young age. His mom’s favorite flowers were lily of the valley, and every time he sees them he greets her, especially after she passed. He probably has them growing in his chambers in the grove and keeps a little planter with him in camp just for them. It’s like having a piece of her with him, a small comfort despite all that’s happened.

- If you’re in a place where there are children, he finds subtle ways to slip into their conversations to have subtle check-ins to make sure they’re alright. Generally just very caring toward kids and wants them to know he’s a safe space for them no matter what. (Projecting a little. I started picking up on this habit when I started working at Chuck E. Cheese)

- His body type in my mind changes based on what character I’m playing and different situations. I lean more towards the strongman or softer dad bod build, but occasionally he has his canon washboard abs. Always very hairy tho. Bro’s a bear ffs.

- His mother taught him how to braid his hair. He’ll do yours if you ask.

- I think once the shadow curse is dealt with, he starts letting his hair grow out to be longer like it was in his youth. Cutting it was a way to maintain control over what he could, and he no longer needs that in order to cope.

- On the same path as that, he loves having his hair played with or brushed. You offer to do it the first time and he thinks it’s a bit unnecessary. He can brush his own hair. But you insist, and he ends up loving it so much. He won’t ask for it, but he doesn’t have to.

- I think he carves a bunch of flowers for you over time. The first time he passes it to you, and you ask why, and he says he didn’t know what to do with it while he has a faint blush on his cheeks. Not a complete lie but you don’t need to know he carved it while thinking of you. Eventually you have enough to make a full bouquet, each flower carved from different types of wood, and you keep them displayed to always think of him.

- He gives you his lily of the valley. Not as a test, but as a way for his mother to meet you. She would’ve loved you and you would’ve loved her. He sees the way you diligently make sure she’s watered and in the sun. You don’t know the significance of the flower until years later, but that never stopped you from knowing it was special. He sees your acknowledgment of that in the way your fingers brush over the petals delicately, a warm smile on your face as you whisper good morning.

- He knows how to sew and also embroider. If you have rips in your clothing or armor he’ll fix it up for you without being asked. A silent way to show you matter to him. If you get holes in your clothes he embroiders different flowers or plants. Occasionally a duck here and there.

- I think he gave up on Silvanus for a long time after the shadow curse. He didn’t understand how his god of the earth could allow Shar to so blatantly ruin it. Despite knowing exactly how it happened, Silvanus should’ve been able to at least preserve the world itself. It takes almost a century for him to accept Silvanus back into his heart and his life. Oak father preserve him, he has nothing left.

Hmm that’s all the ones I can think of right now I hope you enjoyed reading my silly little ideas :3 <3

[girlwithadragonheart]

Raw. Next question.

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Gagging on Volt with Eddie desperately rutting into you from behind because you know Volt wants to watch your eyes water as you struggle to take all of him.

Purring in his fucking voice all, “Look at you…”

Meanwhile Eddie’s trying not to cum too fast watching the chemistry between the two of you, Volt lightly smacking your cheek before stroking it gently with affection and lust in his gaze.

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Obsessed.

BOAWRORWORWORWW

That’s me barking btw

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Me @ zevlor

my bravest knighttt... come hither ..... mmmwah !! ok you are dismissed

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“I thought I’d never see you again…”

“Just don’t leave…”

“Never.”

“You need to sleep sometimes.”

“With you here, like this, I’d rather stay awake.”

“However shall we pass the time?”

“Would you talk to me? Your voice is a comfort.”

“I’ll tell you the tale of a charming rogue who stole the heart of a hapless hero.”

“Not even Gods can keep me from you.”

“They cannot even try.”

[girlwithadragonheart]

Thinking about Halsin again.

Thinking about looking at him with desperation and despair and him knowing that you just need someone to take the load off of you for one second just so you can breathe.

Thinking about him seeing that look on your face and just sweeping you up in his arms, wrapped up and safe. One thick arm around your shoulders, the other around your waist, hand gripping your hip.

You bury your face in the juncture between his neck and shoulder as he’s bent down to your height. Taking a deep breath of that earthy calming scent with hints of lavender (that he only started keeping for your stress levels).

Anyone else would let go after thirty seconds but not Halsin, no, he just holds onto you. He just wraps you up in the safety blanket that is his arms and keeps you there as long as you’re holding onto him. And you don’t let go either. Your hands bunch up in his tunic, and he presses soft lips to your hair.

You stay like that until your heart rate slows and your breathing evens out. Only then do you carefully let go of him.

He gently sets you steadily on your feet, standing back up to full height. His large palm cups your cheek delicately. Those mossy green eyes gaze at you with all the warmth in Faerûn.

Carefully, he leans down again, pressing his lips to your forehead. “Be steady, my heart. Know that you are not alone in this. None of us are.”

[girlwithadragonheart]

Eddie deserves just as much love as Volt, however I feel that Volt caters to my preference specifically and in an explosive way

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@madschiavelique

me @ my mutuals

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Chat guess what I finally finished…

(Drum roll please)

Oh my GOD

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The look he gives you with his head tipped back OAUGHHH folded like a lawn chair

Also say hi to my Rook, Kalais Mercar

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No one from House Dellamorte kneels

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YOU’RE A GOOD WRITER!!!!

I just reada really good fic but halfway through I realized "oh shit this is really familiar.... didn't I write something like this once?" And as I kept reading I kept predicting what happened next and the further I went the more convinced I was that they'd ripped off my story-

like, copied the ENTIRE plot and re-written it, just better than I had? The characters were more fleshed-out than mine were, and the POV was more interesting, and the pace made more sense- but it was MY STORY?

So close to the end I was like "holy shit.. do I message them? Ask if my story inspired theirs? Should I be angry? Flattered?" Cause their tags and description didn't mention me AT ALL, which, sure, it's fanfiction to begin with, but if you're using my work than at least credit me as inspo, right? Just to be courteous?

But I get to the end of the final chapter, and it's not finished, and I'm kind of disappointed cause I never finished my story and I was really immersed in their version now and had been looking forwards to seeing how they tied up my loose ends- so I scroll to the bottom to leave a comment, and.

It's MY URL.

IT WAS MY STORY THE WHOLE TIME.

THE ONE *I WROTE*.

In *2013*.

And FORGOT ABOUT

BECAUSE I WAS SO INSECURE ABOUT MY SLOPPY, SHALLOW, AMETEUR WRITING

And I'm just sitting here now staring into space thinking about every shitty story I've ever written now like

IT WAS ALL GOOD?

IT WAS GOOD THIS WHOLE DAMN TIME??

I'M A GOOD WRITER?????

[girlwithadragonheart]

Thinking about Halsin and a depressed reader. Someone who knows they aren't alright, and is frustrated with themselves for not being able to communicate that. Someone who, when asked what's wrong? will answer, nothing, I'm okay, or I don't know because that's the only way they can properly communicate that something is, in fact, wrong.

Someone who starts to feel guilty because they can't ease their companions' minds because that would effectively be lying to them and telling them they're okay when they obviously aren't isn't alright. But they also can't just come out and say what the issue is because there is no issue, they just don't feel good.

Halsin sees the gradual change. The way you stop coming out around the others. The way your sentences get shorter and shorter, and you smile less and less. The few times you do, it doesn't quite reach your eyes. You have moments of joy, of course, but it quickly dissipates, leaving you with that emptiness that won't leave you alone.

Halsin would like to say he knows how to help that because he's lived it, but the truth is he doesn't. He spent a century feeling how you feel and the only way it lifted was to solve the root of the problem---the Shadow Curse. But how do you kill the weed if you can't find its roots?

He doesn't know, and watching you sleep more and more, becoming less inclined to solve anything that's a threat to you, it just kills him inside.

He finds himself approaching your tent one night when you skip dinner. He finds you near-asleep, rolled away from him with an arm supporting your head. Halsin kneels down beside you, resting one hand on your shoulder and the other on your hips, gently squeezing you awake.

You roll toward him slowly, and he looks down at your bleary eyes. "I'm worried about you."

You huff, sitting up and throwing the blankets aside. "Everyone is. I don't know what you want me to say."

"Can you at least talk to me about it?" Halsin asks gently.

Gods, but you want to. "I don't know how. I don't know what's wrong with me," your eyes tear up.

Halsin's brow furrows. The last thing he intended was to make you cry, but perhaps letting something out would do you some good. "Come here," he says in a gentle, commanding tone.

Following directions is all you know how to do right now, so you crawl over to him, settling yourself against his chest. He shifts his weight as though you aren't even there until he settles, wrapping his thick arms around you. He's soft. Comforting.

Gradually, your tears start to fall. Everything comes out as though a dam has burst and you can't reel it in if you try. Halsin pets your hair gently, smoothing it down, his other hand wrapped protectively around your waist where you straddle him.

The hand in your hair moves to your back, rubbing and massaging his fingertips into your taught muscles. "It's okay to not be okay," he says quietly. "All you have to tell me is 'I'm not okay' and I'm right here, alright, little dove?"

You nod blearily, sniffling against his shoulder.

"We'll get through this together. One step at a time, even if I have to hold your hand the whole way through."

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This got so much longer than I thought it would oops, I'm having a night.

@halsinsgate Daddy Issues, rise!

[girlwithadragonheart]

I’m starting to see a pattern…

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Do you have any headcanons for caregiver Halsin? 🥺

I'm not ignoring you sweet anon! I was asleep <3

I don't have any hc's specifically for caregiver Halsin, but I do have some that go with that !!

~ Braiding your hair! I imagine considering elven traditions, he got very good at the intricacies of braiding hair, and if you ask him to, he'll do yours in any way you want. I think it would be calming for him as well to be able to take care of you in that way.

~ He always makes sure you've eaten before you fall asleep! More often than not, you're so exhausted you end up passing out before having a proper meal. Halsin sits you in his lap, practically spoon feeding you just to make sure you eat. "Can't have our fearsome leader starving, now can we, love?"

~ He helps you wash when you're too tired to do it yourself. His poor cub is barely able to sit up straight, let alone scrub the dirt from your skin and hair. He's remarkably gentle for someone so large and his palms though callused are soft for you. He makes sure to use all the scents you prefer and does your proper hair routine. (He took care to learn it just to take care of you better)

~ Can't sleep? Don't worry, Halsin is already making tea for you. Lavender and licorice, since licorice root is helpful to make your body settle. He'll bring the steaming mug to your lips, running his fingers through your hair as he coaxes you to drink it. "It'll help, my heart, hush now."

~ Daddy? Daddy. Need I say more? I will. He doesn't have a super strong reaction to it the first time. I mean, he's not surprised in the least, and it kind of slips out of you one day while you're super tired and out of it, so he shrugs it off, not wanting to embarrass you. But in the event that it happens again whilst you're more aware, he might even tease you about it cause he's a rascal like that. He'll just raise an eyebrow and smirk. "Daddy, hm? Not the first time I've been called that, but it certainly is nice coming from you."

~ He's a caretaker even in bear form! Especially during the night. Some days you just need that extra fluff that comes from cuddling up with him in wildshape <3

I hope this lived up to your expectations anon! This was fun to really think about. I've had those things floating around in the back of my mind for awhile, but putting them to paper makes it more real<3