I'm pretty proud of this chapter of the fic I wrote for #HalsinWeek2025, where Halsin learns the details of my Tav's past. First half is SFW, second half is NSFW
archiveofourown.org/works/65825890
#BG3Fic #BG3Fanfiction #BG3NSFW
Tags and summary for the fan fiction "Hidden Grove" by Binary_Sunset
My final fic for #HalsinWeek2025 ! Some maudlin #HellGrove for the old man yaoi fans out there.
archiveofourown.org/works/66317851
Day 7 #HalsinWeek2025 - Epilogue
"You are more intoxicating than any fare this gathering has to offer"
I bet Halsin is extra cuddly when he's tipsy, there's just the small risk of him turning into who knows how heavy a cave bear is weighted blanket springing up at any moment 😂
Day 5 #HalsinWeek2025 - Protection
Don’t mess with Mama Owlbear! Protect the Bear Man!
(I know I’m late to this at this point but when I had it ready to go originally, I wasn’t happy with the result so I started again. There’ll be one more piece for Halsin week, looking forward to showing it)
Day #7 for the #HalsinWeek2025: Epilogue
After 3 days of work, here we are! It's done :D
The epilogue, for me, means a lot. But, in the comment, you can read more about it. For now, enjoy the party!
#HalsinSilverbough #Halsin #BaldursGate3 #BG3
Halsin is warmer than he remembered, and Val'dran presses close, close, delighting in the presence he has found himself missing so in the time since they were together. It hasn't been that long, only half a year, but Val'dran supposes it must be allowed to miss someone one has spent every day with for a year or so. It has been nice, to see everyone. Even Karlach and Wyll, back from Avernus just for the occasion. But Val'dran can't deny he's particularly pleased to see Halsin. To hear about his endeavours to make Reithwin habitable again with the help of Thaniel the nature spirit and others. "I look forward to showing you around," Halsin says brightly, arm tucking Val'dran close. "There will always be a space waiting for you, too, should you wish it. When you have the time to travel down south." "I'll make time," Val'dran says, and finds he means it. The idea of Halsin keeping a space just for him is too tempting to deny. If only because it means Halsin still wants him, still—still loves him. Like he does in turn. The whole concept of love remains confusing, but with Halsin and Sorn it almost makes sense.
"Oh — and congratulations, you're a parent." Val'dran stops entirely, blinking with baffled confusion. "Excuse me?" Halsin grins slyly at him, reaching out to tuck a strand of his hair behind an ear. "Did I forget to mention? Seeing the wretchedness of Baldur's Gate, the people in need, the children in need, I have offered Reithwin as a place for them. Many of them are orphans, have taken to seeing me as something of a parental figure. So, which role would you like? Father, mother, parent otherwise?" Val'dran shudders, shaking his head. "Do not put me in charge of children, they'll end up dead," he retorts. Not because he'd intend it. But he's not exactly a safe person to be around, and children are both vulnerable and stupid. So he'll not be mother, father, parent or anything even close, thanks very much. Halsin chuckles, pressing a kiss to his hair. "I jest, my heart. I doubt it would go so poorly as you expect, but I know you're not overly interested in children. Still — they may very well come to you asking for help, should you be present. Children are like that, when they are safe."
Val'dran huffs, though a grudging smile lifts his lips. "…I can teach them how to hide. That's a good skill to know." "That it is," Halsin agrees. "And who knows, you might come to find they're not so bad to be around, once you spend some time with them. They may be a bit rough and tumble, some of them, but I've rarely seen braver hearts." Val'dran twitches an ear, rather doubting that — truly more because of himself than because of the children. But if having a space with Halsin comes with the caveat of children, well. He'll simply have to get used to it. It's clear how much they mean to the druid, after all, and that joy… Val'dran likes that joy. He suspects Halsin does too.
#HalsinWeek2025
Day 7: Epilogue
Warm water is an underestimated luxury. Soaking in a tub, Val'dran is more than content to close his eyes and relax. Even more so with the pleasing slide of warm hands over his skin. Halsin's hands are broad and calloused, but oh so gentle. Much like the druid himself. "Enjoying yourself?" Halsin chuckles. Val'dran merely hums in agreement, playing with the surface of the water with a hand. He feels he ought to be allowed to enjoy the relaxation. Halsin has certainly made a point of remarking on his inability to relax in general. "Now let me just…" Val'dran wrinkles his nose when Halsin's hands disappear, but he remains relaxed until he hears the pop of a cork, whereupon his ears perk and he blinks his eyes open somewhat perplexed. He finds Halsin adding a few drops of something that appears to be oil to the water. A moment later, the scent of lavender hits his nose, and he exhales through his nose with a grumble. "I don't want to smell," he protests. "How stealthy will I be if I smell like a flowering field?"
"Are you intending to sneak anywhere right now?" Halsin smiles. "Just relax. Lavender helps ease muscles and makes you rest better." Val'dran pouts, glowering half-heartedly at the faint oily film on the water. "Scents stick to skin and hair both," he grumbles. "Watch me be caught by a tabaxi or a guard dog or who even knows what. Plenty of races with better sense of smell than us." "Relax," Halsin repeats, leaning in to stroke his hands slowly over Val'dran's skin once again. That's rather more effective at making him relax than the lavender. Truth be told, the scent isn't that horrible. Halsin has taken care not to add too much. But Val'dran dislikes perfumes and other such added scents on principle, and he's not about to change opinion on that so swiftly. Not even for Halsin and Sorn and their silly notions.
Halsin's hand slides further down, and Val'dran gives something of a startled squeak at the touch. Halsin, unsurprisingly, laughs fondly at him. "May I, even if I was so rude as to add lavender oil?" the druid smiles. Val'dran gives him another pout, well aware of how childish the expression is. It's meant to express a childish dismay too. He nods, regardless, lashes fluttering when Halsin moves his hand, clever fingers knowingly seeking their target. He supposes lavender oil is acceptable if it comes with otherwise pleasing sensations.
#HalsinWeek2025
Day 6: Lavender
Val'dran only catches it because he hears Karlach yelling. Swivelling on his foot, his shoulders tense as he sees the problem. As he sees Halsin failing to move, even though he has clearly seen the spell aimed his way. So why— The line of sight. Any one of them could be hit if he moves. But that's not an acceptable exchange, doesn't he realise that? He's not a damned shield. Ducking away from a crossbow bolt, Val'dran tries to figure out how to avoid having Halsin outright killed. Shadowheart is caught in her own fight, Astarion is too far away, any of Gale's spellwork that could reach might just make everything worse. If Val'dran was just close enough he could kill the spellcaster, but he's nowhere near close enough and his bow is in damned splinters. "Fucking move, Halsin!" he calls. The rest of them can also dodge, damn it! Halsin looks back to him and smiles. A soft, fond, sad smile. A chill goes down Val'dran's spine at the sight. There's nothing comforting about it, there's only the certainty that Halsin is intending to get himself killed for the rest of them, for him, because he thinks it protection.
Maybe it's desperation. Maybe Val'dran simply gets angry. But from one moment to another, he ceases running and starts flying, turning from drow to drow-demon in an instant. He just needs Halsin to not die. The burst of speed given by his wings makes him just fast enough, combined with the spellcaster jolting back in surprised fright. There's no time to even draw a blade because Val'dran somehow dropped the other, too focused, too angry, but it doesn't even matter because he has claws. Rending the spellcaster's throat to ribbons takes only a moment. Val'dran wants to rip him into pieces beyond that, wants to bite and tear and destroy, but— "Val'dran…" He turns to Halsin, snarling. "Dying is not protection, is not kind, is not good!" Halsin looks… surprised. Or… awed? There's something uncommonly vulnerable in his face. Why would he think Val'dran would accept his self-sacrifice? Why would he think Val'dran wouldn't do what he can to stop it? "You needn't take on the form you dislike so for me," Halsin says after a pause. "I was prepared for what had to be done. With Shadowheart present, it would not be permanent."
Val'dran bares his too many teeth. "It's not for you to protect everyone at cost of yourself, your life, you." Why doesn't he understand that? Death is death, whether permanent or not. And sometimes resurrections don't work and what then? No more Halsin, no more warmth and kindness and loving embraces. "…Thank you, my heart," Halsin says. Val'dran scoffs, trying to pack himself back into being just drow, into receding claws and wings gone, into just the right amount of teeth. "We are talking about this," he warns, shaking his hands to be rid of the prickling feeling. "When this all is over. I won't accept it. You made me care for you, now take responsibility." Halsin blinks, and then smiles again, soft and fond. But not sad, this time. Wondering, somehow. "Alright," he agrees. "We'll talk after this."
#HalsinWeek2025
Day 5: Protection
"I never really thought I'd… have something like this," Val'dran murmurs. Apropos of nothing. Or apropos of everything. He feels safe, shuffled close into Halsin's side, the druid's arm a warm weight at his back. The warmth is only pleasant now, where previously, only months ago, he could only accept so much touch before he needed to flee it, before it scorched. No longer. Now it is only pleasant. "How so, my heart?" Halsin rumbles quietly. "…I'm not… good at people. At observing them, yes. I can parse a lot of information on a person's habits, skills, weaknesses… but I fall short when it's not… work," Val'dran notes. "So why would I ever get a lover? A… partner?" "Two, even," Halsin points out, a smile lurking on his lips. "I can't speak for Sorn, of course, but there are many things that draw me to you. Not the least that you're kind, in your own way." Val'dran snorts. "Kind for a drow, you mean."
Halsin gives him a look, something thoughtful in his gaze. "…In some ways, yes. I can't deny I still have… expectations of drow, and… may not be as neutral as I wish to be. But in other ways — you have your own way of being beyond your race. Beyond what your society has said. No one can accuse you of altruism, but you are kind, Val'dran." What lies in 'being kind'? Val'dran supposes Halsin is right in some ways. But when it comes to the rest of it… "Knowing my own kin, you have no reason to be neutral to us," he notes. "Not with what you've intimated. You can pretend all is fine with it if you like, but we both know you were nothing close to 'a guest' as you've previously said." Halsin, tellingly, looks away. "…I did say something between guest and prisoner," he says. "And I'm telling you that you're lying. To yourself, if nothing else," Val'dran replies. Halsin gives a reluctant chuckle. "For a spy, you can be brutally honest. Is this really the time to bring up such things?"
Val'dran shrugs, dropping his head against Halsin's shoulder. "Is there ever any time to bring up what makes us uncomfortable? …Sorry. It was perhaps mean of me. But it's easier. When feeling… safe." Easier to be truthful about that too. Somehow. "…Bonding, huh?" Halsin muses. "You're not wrong, my heart. It is perhaps easier to confront such things, to share and resolve, when comfortable in one another's arms. But I'm not entirely ready to resolve that particular issue just yet, if that's alright with you." Val'dran nods. "We'll leave your issues with drow and my issues with supposed kindness to the wayside for now," he agrees wryly. "…Can I have a kiss?" Halsin laughs, this time by far warmer as he shifts over on his side. "Always, lover," he affirms. He still kisses so sweetly for being so frequently hungry for more. Val'dran sighs and allows his eyes to flutter shut.
#HalsinWeek2025
Day 4: Bonding
Day 6 #HalsinWeek2025
Just Halsin with lavender, I couldn't think of anything interesting
#BG3 #BaldursGate3 #Halsin
Digital art. A sketch of a massive grizzly bear flopped over on the grass having a nap. A white cat is drooped over one paw, and a white winter weasel drooped over a fluffy ear.
Day 4 - First Kiss/Bonding
Halsin teaches Astarion how to Wild Shape in the hopes that he might learn how to sleep instead of trance - to save him the horrors. It works like a charm. A dream, even.
(Featuring Weasel!Orowin and Catstarion)
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🦈✨
#HalsinWeek2025 #bg3tav #bg3oc
#HalsinWeek2025 has reminded me how fun it is to be back in the saddle as a writer.
So without further ado for Sabrae Balaste Ken'virr and our favorite druid...
6/6
Day 7 of #HalsinWeek2025- Epilogue.
I didn't want to write this one. Now I know you're thinking that's a cop out, which is only half right... I simply haven't finished Sabrae's playthrough.
Her story is still unfolding. Has been since Fall 2019. 1/?
#BG3 🍃 #Halsin 🍃 #HalsinSilverbough
Halsin with white hair and a beard and time faded armor.
Day 7: Epilogue for #HalsinWeek2025
I wanted to make some gratuitous old man Halsin art, but didn't quite make it. "Bearalt" if you will. I like to imagine him living a long and happy life. 💜 Here's a screenshot instead.
#Halsin #HalsinSilverbough #bg3 #bg3fanart #BaldursGate3 #cameramode #patch8
Day 7: Epilogue: Adhara takes Halsin to visit the grave of her master, the man who saved and raised her. #halsinweek2025 #halsin
Last day of #Halsinweek2025! I've really enjoyed seeing all the great fan works from this week! Congrats to everyone who participated whether you did 1 prompt or all all 7! 🐻❤️
Tags and summary for the fan fiction Count the Shadows by Binary_Sunset
My fan fic for Day 7 of #HalsinWeek2025 !
archiveofourown.org/works/66097651
Before I’m buried in Pride Month, I want to give my absolute sincerest thanks to everyone who participated in #HalsinWeek2025
I am thrilled that so many folks found inspiration in this silly idea.
To my co-hosts, thank you for helping get this rolling, brainstorming, promo, and everything else-
The final day of #HalsinWeek2025 is Epilogue. Halsin and Aranel attend Withers' party. This whole week was so much fun!
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#BaldursGate3 #BG3 #BG3Fanfiction
#HalsinWeek2025 Aaaand we're done! Just in time for pride month, gang
Thank you for hosting Halsin Week! Loved drawing more of this guy 👋 #halsin #bg3 #baldursgate3 #druings
Hello, darling #HalsinWeek2025 participants!
For the final day of this week we have the very appropriate 'epilogue' as a prompt.
As a host for this week, I'd like to use this 'epilogue' of our own to give a big thanks to everyone for participating and making this such a successful event. 💕
#HalsinWeek2025
Day 7: Epilogue
Everything is fine, everything will be fine. It's the perfect night to "burst into song and declaring love to the first person they lay their eyes on"
One honeymead tankard was enough... chloris is on her 4th xD
#halsin #bg3 #chloris #oakfeather
Messed up the hashtag, so I'm reposting. Day six of #HalsinWeek2025 is Lavender! More smut! Followed by Halsin and Aranel talking about the future
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#BaldursGate3 #BG3 #BG3NSFW #BaldursGate3Fanfiction #Fanfiction
Digital art. A simple greyscale lineart drawing of the main character from Baldur’s Gate 3, in this case a tall half-elf, sleeping on druid Halsin’s shoulder with a leg slung across his. Astarion rests with his eyes closed tucked into Halsin’s other side.
Day 3 - Partner/Lover
Astarion’s trust is hard-won, but Halsin exudes the kind of love he needed so much. The patience and trust he taught Orowin. Together it’s polyphony.
It was forever from then on.
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🦈✨
#HalsinWeek2025 #bg3tav #bg3oc
Officially finished the last prompt for #HalsinWeek2025
I am so pleased with everything I did and honestly impressed with myself! A huge HUGE thank you to the people involved in the project!! It was so good to be able to get into the zone again
A title and description of an AO3 fic: Summer Mead by LulaMillay Summary: As he sets out on his first adventure, Halsin learns how nature can find a sweet balance, even in civilization. Or, young Halsin has a lovely quickie with a halfling in a lavender field.
A NSFW excerpt from an AO3 Fic: Once freed, the halfling's breasts were everything he'd imagined. Pale and expansive, their soft weight shifted as she leaned back in the tilled soil, breathless from their impulsive sprint from the tavern to the lavender field. The rows of flowers were fragrant in full bloom, just tall enough to hide two young lovers as he kneeled before her. Her family’s bees hummed softly above, paying them no mind. His hand worked quickly inside her skirts while the other gently palmed one of those soft breasts, pulling a stiffening bud between his fingers as he buried his face in the warmth of it. Layered with the salt on her skin and the heat of her arousal she carried the sweet tang of the honey mead she had served him a scant half hour ago. It seemed infused into all of her. Her back arched as he found his prize, dipping inside to gently explore and scissor slick fingers. When he was confident she could take his girth if she wished, he leaned back to sample her arousal as it dripped down his hand. Honey mead, again, decadent and sweet.
Meta and tags for an Ao3 Fic: Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: F/M Fandom: Baldur's Gate (Video Games) Relationship: Halsin (Baldur's Gate)/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Halsin (Baldur's Gate)Original Halfling Character(s) (Dungeons & Dragons) Additional Tags: Pre-Canon, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Gratuitous Smut, Short & Sweet, Young Love, Outdoor Sex, Quickies, Service Top Halsin (Baldur's Gate), Soft Halsin (Baldur's Gate), Halsin Has a Big Dick (Baldur's Gate), Halsin is Physically Large (Baldur's Gate) , Enthusiastic Consent, Explicit Consent, Size Difference, Large Breasts, Nipple Play, Vaginal Fingering, Penis In Vagina Sex, Squirting and Vaginal Ejaculation, Come Shot, Sexual Overstimulation, Flowers, Alcohol, Druid Class (Dungeons & Dragons), Halfling (Dungeons & Dragons), Real Science Facts as Foreplay, Bees (but they're totally chill and not the main focus), Referenced Big Dick Problems, Language:English Collections:Halsin Week 2025S Published:2025-05-31 Words:1,318
Day 6 of #HalsinWeek2025 and today it's all about Lavender.
Here's some short, sweet fluffy smut.
There are also some real science facts, so let's learn together my doves.
archiveofourown.org/works/66066889
#Halsin #BG3nsfw #BG3Fanfiction #Ao3Writers #BG3 #BaldursGate3
Day 6 of #HalsinWeek2025- lavender.
archiveofourown.org/works/66043423
#BG3 🍃 #Halsin 🍃 #HalsinSilverbough
