#durgetash

[ghost-of-a-dream-girl]

Hand in hand with her lover, Bhaal’s favourite daughter has soared to unimaginable heights, drunk-in-love and wound up in their plot. But the nearing sun grows hot, and her wings drip wax, and none, not even the child of a god, can resist the earthward pull of gravity. There are divine consequences to be faced.

Rating: E | f!OC durge x Gortash | Tags: DDNE, body horror, pregnancy, abortion, religious guilt, internal conflict, angst, hurt/comfort, eventual smut, post-abortion sex, but really it's all about durge's autonomy arc and gortash being put through the feelings blender

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Delilah, Once upon a time, I would get such a terrible thrill in my chest at the mere prospect of calling you ‘darling’. It is the same thrill any man might experience when facing down extreme danger in the name of pleasure, and as you say, I have always possessed a death wish. It is not my fault; not when danger wears such a bewitching form!

Yet now, now the word becomes honey in my mouth. ‘Darling, darling, darling,’ I say, renaming you and claiming you as mine within a few pretty letters. You will likely still kill me one day, but at least I shall die with this sweetness of yours upon my tongue.

I am writing this as I watch you in Reverie, as I often watch you when you believe you are unobserved, as is my indulgence. Forgive me for my sins, for there are many of them and I am, as you know, a wicked man.

There are things I cannot say to you out loud. Not yet. But there are things that must be said, things that twist in my mind and keep me from my sleep. I know that you are scared. I know this frightens you, all of what it means, all of what might be. I’d take the fear from you if I could: I’d reach right into your chest and pull it out and swallow it down into my belly. All I can offer you is myself. I will ask you again, once, twice, thrice, and one thousand times over, but the truth is, putting my ring upon your finger does not truly matter beyond paperwork and politics. We are already married in my head. The rest is just fine print. Yours always, Enver

Read the rest here for the rest of their series:

Fibonacci Hopscotch False Idols Sacrament Appetites Daddy’s Girl Golden Boy Happy Birthday, Darling           ...more to come ;)

[itwasabeautifulwebbing]

the brainrot isn’t real for me unless i’ve made a playlist about it, so here you go—my durgetash musical odyssey. it’s still a bit of a work in progress but i’m pleased as punch with how it’s coming along.

track list and some notes under the readmore 🤘

“psycho killer,” talking heads - obviously a pre-canon dark urge anthem

“hangman’s song,” haunted like human - despite the song title, this is gortash from start to finish

“cold iron,” the blasting company - another unhinged, pre-canon dark urge banger

“the devil went down to georgia” covered by home free - this is self explanatory

“bad things,” jace everett - pre-canon dark urge overtly lusting after the naughty banite, it’s not that deep

“you look like trouble (but i guess i do too),” lisa leblanc - early days of the alliance, gortash POV on what a mess he’s tripping into

“spite,” vandaveer - gortash on a bad day

“destroyer of worlds,” coyote kid - pre-canon or just beginning the canon timeline dark urge, very enthusiastic about this whole murder thing, not quite sure where he’s going with it yet tho

“living proof,” des rocs - listen gortash is an evil little trash can man, but he absolutely did pull himself out of literal hell and claw his way to the top of baldur’s gate society, he’s allowed to have one (1) badass sounding rock anthem

“perfect crime #3,” the decemberists - can work for either the gondian hall of wonders OR crown of karsus heist!!

“breaking,” the blasting company - essentially an instrumental version of “cold iron,” i just enjoy it as a bridge between the individual character-driven stuff and the more romantic content

“once upon a dream” covered by lana del rey - this is so self-indulgent but i don’t care, this is canon timeline dark urge seeing gortash and Remembering, at least a little, what this man meant to him

“the procession,” phildel - gortash having extremely normal feelings about falling in love with murder jesus

“bury a friend,” billie eilish - very stream of consciousness dark urge having a little breakdown about gortash, nbd

“red right hand,” nick cave & the bad seeds - can be enjoyed either as a solo pre-canon dark urge banger, or as a twisted durgetash fucking over the world from the shadows anthem

“the man who sold the world,” david bowie - canon-ish timeline reunion song

“one way or another,” blondie - the dark urge is gonna getcha. one way or another.

“you’re dead,” norma tanega - truthfully one of those songs that could be about either of them

“ocean of noise,” arcade fire - possibly the pre-canon ‘dark urge ruminating on just how deeply he’s deceiving himself about what is going on with him, gortash, and what he’s promised to his father’ anthem

“leather for hell,” bitter ruin - a painfully apt duet; i hear it from gortash’s POV first, then durge’s, but the opposite also works

“blacksnake,” charming disaster - another duet first from gortash’s POV, then the dark urge’s, about their mutually assured ruination

“wrath of the heavens”, darren korb & austin wintory from the hades 2 soundtrack - ok. bear with me. since we will never see the crown of karsus heist and will never know how any of that actually goes down, this song is the closest i’ve ever come to hearing something that sounds close to what that heist was probably like. so that’s why it’s here.

ok the end!!

[mad-rigals]

Unfortunately I have more of these

[evergreenpristine]

I never thought I'd see the day I'd be writing a Durgetash fic, but here I am, with the first part/ chapter plotted out.

I'm very excited to introduce Jinn's backstory soon and the Trashman's persistent effort to be noticed by that hot Bhaal babe. It takes place before the events of the game and is Durge in his prime as Bhaal's Chosen and Gortash as he's making a name for himself in Baldur’s Gate.

[saylofwaterdeep]

Ｏｖｅｒｒｉｄｅ ＆ Ｕｎｄｅｒｇｒｏｕｎｄ

Rating: Explicit 18+ Pairings: Durgetash (active pairing) | Gale/Durge (exes & endgame) (banner image by @fireflyeyes <3)

Chapter 6: Let's Move Word Count: 6,773

Gale squints, suspicious of this change in orders from the ones he’d received from Jaheira. “That’s not likely to go over well with my employer,” he warns. There is already no semblance of trust here, and the man is straining it further. "We have as much at stake here as you; she will not be keen on waiting without so much as a confirmation that everything is going according to plan." "She will be informed." Gortash goes colder. Not angry, but severe. “You may have your own agenda, but your primary purpose is to provide a cover that no one will think twice about. We are using your vehicle because it will raise no suspicion if the plates are run, due to its lengthy registration and lack of notable incidents.” His lips downturn, as if it's no longer worth the effort to keep up a facade of pleasantry. “If you start making calls or sending messages about work, you create a paper trail that will draw unwanted attention. As far as anyone in your life is concerned, you’ve taken time off work to destress. And you are alone.” Gale wants to protest…but the effort goes dry on his tongue before it can form words. He could not care less about Gortash’s anonymity, particularly not at the cost of his own goals. However, he does not want to put Tavrin in any more danger than she is by default. Jaw set, he grinds out a single word. “Understood.” Gortash’s smirk returns. “Excellent. I’m sure you’ll prove you’re more than equal to the task. After all, I understand your nature. We are both men of machines and ambition.” His hands spread aside in a grand gesture, as if they’re old friends and he is not implying he’s well aware of Gale’s past folly. “We understand the importance of not only our minds, but of our hands.” Menacing sharpness taints his grin, gone predatory in a blink without changing the timbre of his voice. “And as you know, misuse of one’s hands is a sure way to lose them.” Gale’s teeth clench, his gaze narrows. He knows exactly what that threat is referring to. Some foolish part of him hopes that Gortash is, in fact, not Tavrin’s lover; just her employer or cohort who desperately wishes their relationship were more interpersonal again. But he doubts it.

VP by @carnivaley

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[drmace]

Poor guy wasn't given any instructions on how to properly interact with a god's daughter x)

[victoria-strangelove]

WIP - Whenever

The week I meant to start these back up again I had too many things going on yesterday to post on Wednesday. But here's a preview for Haunted One - Forgive Me chapter 3:

Ophelia's stomach turned. They were not to fit in, herself and Orin, as well as the rest of their family. They were elite, the top of the food chain of society, the hunters, the stalkers, the predators. They culled the weak like wolves and hyenas. Soon, she would reward Father's people with her flesh and blood and it would be an honor to do so. Her stomach flipped again but then she felt that tiny flicker of pain in her head. It was an honor. She should be looking forward to it. And yet... Her heart skipped a beat.  And yet as she wandered the back alleys of the Upper City, smelling the night air, she found herself blasphemously trying not to think about Returning Day, and looking forward instead to the trip back to Moonrise where she'd travel again with Enver and his people, just herself and them. Sleeping beside Enver on the road and in the towers, and spending so much time with the people she was growing to enjoy being around. … She did so look forward to the journey. And strangely, Father's displeasure in her head was only the ever so slight twinge of pain. Ophelia rubbed her head and then went on. Forgive me, Father. But you do know that my life is for you.

You know the way it throws about. It takes you in and spits you out It spits you out when you desire to conquer it, to feel you're higher To follow it you must be clean, with mistakes that you do mean Move the heart, switch the pace Look for what seems out of place —Peter Murphy, "Cuts You Up," Deep, 1989

[caramelized-creampuff]

Low effort durgetash world domination

Yes this is an au where Orin never got her way (c’mon he’s the chosen of Bhaal, Durge can fend off some measly slaughterkin right?). The absolute invasion happened. They killed Ketheric off last second because obviously Ketheric was never really in the loop (he didn’t fetch the crown of karsus! He just stumbled into the plot as a well known general!) and Durge and Gortash share something ✨special✨ he’ll never have. And the Chosen of Bhaal and the Chosen of Bane rule together in tyranny and ride off into the sunset… of course Durge is probably going to betray him later but he’ll enjoy his company for now until his father forces his hand.

I love them so much but unfortunately I’m out of my element. Not used to drawing handsome young men with easy smiles and fake dragons… So low effort it is!

I read TimonTomato’s “A Memory of Your Blood” a few days back and fell in love with durgetash. For the uninitiated it’s an au where amnesiac Durge is discovered by Gortash at moonrise and slowly gets the hand with scheming. I love the idea of them calling each other their lieges and companions but never lovers haha. Tickles my brain.