Halstarion
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Il cuore di lui aveva anelato a quel posto, gli alti alberi del Boschetto in cui le lucciole baluginavano nella dolce tenebra dell'entroterra.
Era rimasto un sogno. La realtà era altrove. Ma lui sapeva che un piccolo momento, non avrebbe rovinato nulla, si sarebbe intromesso in quella serie di interstizi di realtà che era la sua vita.Series
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Directions for use: to be read with a pot of tea, or a glass of something red and full-bodied.
Side effects may include: giggling, feet kicking, warmth under the collar. Feelings.
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…I find the world oddly quiet without the bickering of Lae’zel and Shadowheart. I often think I see Karlach or Wyll dancing at the edges of my vision but my eyes never find them. Every time someone asks a question I find myself pausing, expecting Gale to answer. And I still look up, searching for your eyes…Bookmarked by Nitheliniel
18 May 2024
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Halsin and Astarion find love through letters.
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Halsin looked at him. “This could be…incredibly painful.” He reached out and took Astarion’s hands in his own. “Are you sure you wish to do this?”
Astarion nodded. “Yes. I’m very sure.”
or: after enduring two hundred years of torture at cazador's hands, astarion finds a life renewed alongside halsin in reithwin. but he is still infinitely curious, and when he discovers the fate of his parents, he can't help but pull that thread. to them, he is dead and buried - but maybe some good can come from it after all.
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Halsin looked at him. “This could be…incredibly painful.” He reached out and took Astarion’s hands in his own. “Are you sure you wish to do this?”
Astarion nodded. “Yes. I’m very sure.”
or: after enduring two hundred years of torture at cazador's hands, astarion finds a life renewed alongside halsin in reithwin. but he is still infinitely curious, and when he discovers the fate of his parents, he can't help but pull that thread. to them, he is dead and buried - but maybe some good can come from it after all.
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"I can smell your arousal. Had you been part of our Grove we would have taken delight in your body long ago. But sometimes the Oak Father's will is not for us to understand.”
Astarion is only 39 when he’s assigned to welcome a druid party into Baldur’s Gate. Halsin has a reputation in the city and is all too willing to show the young elf what the touch of another man can do.
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“Excuse me!”
Astarion looked up, squinting, and found a large elf waving at him from one of the stalls.
He blinked. “Me?” he mouthed, pointing at himself.
The elf nodded, smiling as he held out a jar of something golden.
“Some honey,” the elf said as Astarion drew closer. Oh, he was large. Taller and wider than Astarion could ever hope to be. His sun-kissed arms were corded and strong. “To sweeten your day.”
In which Astarion is a fashion model with an abusive manager, and Halsin is a beekeeper with a stall at the Farmer’s Market. A Modern Faerun AU.
Directly inspired by this amazing art by @Malacandrax on twitter!