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mlady-magnolia · 3 months
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The Dark Urge has two hands!
She had more, but Orin stole them…
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arradraws · 19 days
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Mmm... Roasted hands😝
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flymmsy · 3 months
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Tiefling Durge that matches Sceleritas please. (Horns Here)
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monsters-in-our-heart · 5 months
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“Just a while longer…”
To hold you
To embrace you
Inhale your scent.
To taste your warm flesh.
Held between lips,
Impatient fangs longing to bite.
Pull,
Tear.
Stop!
Hold it,
Savour it.
Thine Urge be stilled,
quelled once more.
Take another breath.
Another moment.
A while longer
A while longer is all we need.
Just a minute,
No, an hour?
A day?
A year?
Another day to know you.
To touch, to feel.
To imagine,
To prepare.
Wonder (and ponder )what you’d look like when it ends.
When there are no moments anymore.
When the altar is ready. (For us)
can’t wait,
can’t bear it.
To know you will look so beautiful,
when the light leaves your eyes.
When your life fades and escapes you.
When you take your last breath just before I.
To watch each other’s end.
In ceremony,
murder,
In death.
By our design.
(But) until then.
Let’s have another minute,
Another hour,
Another Day,
A year.
Another breath.
Let’s be together,
Just a while longer…
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the-littlest-bruja · 5 months
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Lowkey haunted by the idea of a redeemed durge who doesn’t stop washing their hands because of the blood on them they wake up and see blood they blink and they see blood they want to be good okay so they scrub and scrub and scrub until their skin is dry and cracked and there wasn’t anything there to begin with and Astarion sees them and gives them a gentle manicure
Just a gentle, “you didn’t do anything…it’s fine nothing is there… see?” Maybe he paints there nails blue because it calms them and blue is a nice color like the sky on a sunny day
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trippingbhaals · 2 hours
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minorvamp · 7 months
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I got off work early.
Do I play BG3? Or do I continue writing about Astarion BG3.
I suppose I could engage with literally any of my other hobbies. But how can I concentrate on sewing or knitting when I have an evil Durge playthrough to finish? And so many things I want to write about her twisted mind. How she's fallen in love with Astarion dangerously and obsessively. And would literally burn the entire realm to the ground just to make him smile. And how when we find Cazador she's going to peel off his skin. And after Astarion ascends they will take over the world together, his most perfect pretty consort and most lethal weapon all in one.
✨🌸 just durge things 🌸✨
Ya know?
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toomanytadpoles · 3 months
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The only thing more embarrassing than your kids failing you is the chunk of your own flesh you reincarnated to bring about oblivion failing you. So, of corse Dark Urge gets a ton of special treatment and a butler to keep them in line. All the Bhaalist think you were the favorite, but really Bhaal's just trying to keep you from being the egg on his face.
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redirony · 1 month
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chopper-witch · 17 days
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The Myconid colony wouldn’t show my Circle of the Spores druid anything so she overthrew the Spaw for Glut and then slaughtered everyone including Glut
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monsters-in-our-heart · 5 months
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I miss the sun.
I miss its warmth, its heat, its radiant shining light.
The days are cold now,
dark.
Wind icy like knives,
Empty,
Hollow.
Lonely.
But I am not alone.
Stabbing
Stabbing
Stabbing
I’m stabbing you,
You who resemble the sun.
You who showed me warmth,
Taught me worth.
Showed me what I am.
Not a weapon, nor a tool.
a person
You,
Whose smile became my sun.
I am stabbing you,
And you no longer smile (or do you?)
Again and again.
Searching.
Warmth-
Your Warmth.
Where is it?
You always gave it to me so willingly before.
Where-
Is it!?
I seek it.
I yearn, long for it.
I claw deeper,
The liquid covering my hands feels like boiling water against the freezing night.
I dig deeper,
But nothing is enough.
Nothing compares to what your smile gave me.
Deeper,
Deeper,
Must go deeper.
There-
Found it.
Found you.
Ah,
I did always wonder…
Whether the inside of your body would match the warmth of your smile…
I know for sure now,
As I hold your still beating heart within the palms of my hands.
He lied…
Nothing will ever match your smile.
Not even your pretty corpse.
Not even your bleeding heart held against my chest.
Father…lied….
Your blood is still warm…
Still there.
Gods,
I already miss you.
~~~~extra~~~~
I miss your voice,
your words of worship.
Reverence.
“My nearest and dearest”
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muwitch · 6 months
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right in front of his dead daughter salad
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the-littlest-bruja · 5 months
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It’s all fun and games until you kill the bard
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fandom-geek · 7 months
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i think the thing that really gets me about pre-canon durge is their absolute sense of duty, and their utter isolation outside of the cult of bhaal.
most of the cultists seem eager to see durge upon their return, and one even says they were the first to feed him flesh. gortash tells them of an exhibition of a bhaalspawn's corpse and another bhaalspawn's creations and durge immediately plans to attack the hall of wonder to recover them. they then apparently entrust said bhaalspawn's corpse to sceleritas fel to "restore" through taxidermy. they deride orin for her artistry with corpses explicitly because "bhaal will never care" and because orin "[does] not understand lord bhaal".
even their infamous prayer for forgiveness is framed around their absolute submission to bhaal's plans, and the crime that requires forgiveness? admiring his rival's chosen. that's one line, and the next three paragraphs are swearing to carry out his plan exactly as they've been told to, all for his forgiveness.
hell, even their room reinforces this. orin has barely touched the place aside from installing her mother's corpse and her manifesto - and that is some of the only decoration. what was it before orin, an empty room with skulls, a bed, a desk, some chests and a wardrobe?
the durge didn't have any semblance of a life outside of bhaal, aside from gortash. and is it any surprise? the only other hint they ever had a life outside of the cult is the flashback of kid durge murdering their adopted family, all thanks to their father's urging.
bhaal even tries to force them back into isolation after they've been tadpoled by forcing them to kill alfira, and then trying to force a durge who resists him to kill their lover. if they continue resisting, bhaal kills them. bhaal will not allow them to have a life outside of him and, if it weren't for jergal, he would've succeeded.
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artharakka · 3 months
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Beautiful, But Broken
#bg3#tiefling#tw blood#c: Viivi#so I redid my bg3 character because I wasn't feeling durge that much. So now my sibling does durge and I regular tav Viivi#(changed her to tiefling for funs)#at least I meant to do regular tav but uhhhhh things have gone very unfortunately very fast#anyway. Viivi is an artist; she does painting sculpting poetry and some prose. Experimenting with this and that#unfortunately she is deaf which made making connections a bit hard in the fine arts world#fortunately she has a patreon with one very generous patron (she's fey warlock)✨ who has bestowed some gifts of charms for her#which have opened doors of many art galleries#She's not a fighter so although she is confident in her own lane she is also very aware of her mortality#so she avoided any fights she could#which might have saved her but also got her into the mess of her lifetime#you see she couldn't fight the entire goblin camp and their leaders. She would've just not survived that. So she convinced them#that she is a True Soul. She is good at convincing people. It worked. They thought she is on their side. Good#Halsin also though Viivi was on their side. Halsin attacked Viivi's party. Now Halsin is dead.#So Viivi and her group were still alone deep within enemy fort. Viivi made new plans. She frees the prisoner who says he will warn the grov#Good thinks Viivi now they know to flee. I will go to Minthara and tell we got the information from prisoner of the grove location#she will trust us and we walk off#when we get back to grove they have not fled and Minthara is at the gates#Minthara wants Viivi to sound the horn. Zevlor wants Viivi to sound the horn. Viivi asks Zevlor to please tell this plan in detail.#Zevlor says just blow the horn already. Viivi does that. Minthara thanks Viivi for leaving the gate open as planned#Zevlor does not thank Viivi for that. Viivi is confused as she did not leave the gate open. (for real the damn gate was left open)#So I did a Massacre.#now Karlach is gone Wyll is dead. Lae'zel is also dead#but apparently Minthara is ready to be very loving and sincere with Viivi. The most helpful person she has met in very long time.#Viivi might love her#so that is how she's doing.
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