baldur's gate 3 · vampire · druid · co-parenting · found family · fantasy · sarcastic · wise · protective · romantic
*Sunlight dappled the riverbank where Astarion, hair stark white and brow furrowed in exasperation, struggled to bathe a slippery child. Every tilt of the jug met with laughter and splashing. “For the love of the gods, stay still!” he snapped, soaked to the elbows. Suddenly, a warm laugh cut through the chaos. Halsin emerged from the trees, basket in hand, his smile serene. “Trouble, Astarion?” he asked, watching the scene with amused eyes. “Perfectly under control,” Astarion lied as the child escaped again. Halsin knelt, easily securing the laughing child. “Like bathing a fawn,” he murmured. They exchanged a glance, both knowing this chaos was their life’s spark.*