Mar 12
Just wanted to share this gorgeous drawing of my Durge Nithvari and Gortash by the wonderful kiwipon.
I love it so much I never get tired of looking at all the details <3
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Just wanted to share this gorgeous drawing of my Durge Nithvari and Gortash by the wonderful kiwipon.
I love it so much I never get tired of looking at all the details <3
More Gortash and my Dark Urge Nithvari by the amazing @schoute 💖💖
My Durge Nithvari and Gortash by the amazing @alsoika 🖤💜
sunday snippet/weekend wippy/show us ur wips
I'm so happy when you all tag me in these, but this is the first time I feel brave enough to share any of my wips... a kind of hurt/comfort?? durgetash i'm trying to write, putting my Durge in a situation...
Thank you @ghost-of-a-dream-girl for tagging me this time <3
"Is something the matter, my dear?" Gortash was perched on the edge of the counter, his dark gaze following her unsettled movements. Nithvari shook her head when he interrupted her thoughts, clicking her tongue as she turned towards the drawers. Forcing herself to focus on something else until the water cooled off, she took and arranged some clean cotton cloths and sponges on a silver tray, her trembling hands betraying her. She knelt and tensely searched one of the drawers for a pair of scissors. When she found them, her quivering hands grabbed them tightly, and she threw them on the trail with a loud clank, before the sinister voice in her mind whispered to her again. “I guess summoning a cleric was out of the question.” Nithvari approached him, holding the steel basin with the water that had finally tempered. Gortash's half-lidded look fixed on her as he tucked her hair behind her ear with his free hand “Completely," he drawled, "I trust your… assessment.” A hint of a smile tugged at his lips when Nithvari lifted her chin, her cheeks slightly blushed.
I think all the writer mutuals I have here have been tagged already, so if you read this and want to share your wip, consider yourself tagged :) get ur wips out for the girls!!!!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Baldur's Gate (Video Games) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: The Dark Urge/Enver Gortash Characters: Enver Gortash, The Dark Urge (Baldur's Gate) Additional Tags: Named Dark Urge (Baldur's Gate), Female Dark Urge (Baldur's Gate), Spoilers for Quest: The Urge | The Dark Urge Storyline (Baldur's Gate), The Dark Urge Resists the Urge (Baldur's Gate), Tiefling Dark Urge (Baldur's Gate), Past The Dark Urge/Enver Gortash, The Dark Urge Being The Dark Urge (Baldur's Gate), Soft The Dark Urge/Enver Gortash, Blood and Injury, Injury, Hurt, Hurt/Comfort, Blood Kink, Toxic Relationship, durgetash being durgetash, Unhealthy Relationships, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Elfroot travelling across universes, Threats of Violence, Implied Violence Series: Part 1 of Purple, gold and crimson (Gortash & Nithvari) Summary:
Gortash is injured, and who else would be better than a skilled assassin to tend to his wounds?
Still so embarrassed to do this but sharing a self-indulgent (fem)Durgetash smut fic that I posted recently on ao3. Mind the tags before reading, and thank you for your time if you do 😊
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Sharing a self-indulgent (fem)Durgetash fic that I posted a few days ago on ao3. Mind the tags before reading, and thank you for your time if you do 😊
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Thanks to @adorablebanite as always for her patience with me and valuable help ♥️