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It’s hard to go alone. Take your Bhaalspawn. Even of they have a falling out with their family and are extremely bad at what they’re doing.
#art tag#baldur's gate 3#durgestarion#astarion#baldurs gate fanart#art#bloodurge#astarion x durge#baldurs gate 3#baldur's gate iii#baldurs gate astarion#bg3#bg3 astarion#bg3 durge#bg3 dark urge#astarion acunin#Ebony Darkness D'urge
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[durgestarion] kissing the murder puppy 🐶
#bg3#astarion#baldur's gate 3#astarion x durge#bg3 durge#bloodurge#astarion will never get tired of playing with durge’s tail i think#and durge just lets him <333
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sometimes you gotta let the silly out
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stargazing ✮⋆˙
hc romance scenario of my durge x astarion.
#baldurs gate 3#bg3#astarion#bloodurge#durgestarion#tavstarion#astarion x tav#bg3 fanart#renders#my art#oc: carys#bg3 renders
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Astarion killed Cazador, burned down his palace in a final rejection of his toxic lifestyle, and rose from the ashes like a phoenix. Astarion lost the sun, but still has a chance to get it back.
Durge got a new life but lost all the people of his past. Orin as a sacrifice on the altar of freedom. Gortash as the last link to his former life. He's a clean slate, but at what cost. And it’s irreversible.
Both have destroyed something of the past to build a future. In Astarion’s case, it feels inspiring. In Durge’s case, it's a victory with a hint of bitterness.
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Bitten Lips
a/n: happy Astarion brainrot—two silly blurbs for both Tav (#1, w/ Spawn A) and The Dark Urge (#2, w/ Ascended A) using the same keywords (see the title; like, also don’t ask how and why, pretty please). Summaries and additional warnings per blurb below. As always, proceed at your own risk. Minors DNI! Masterlist xoxo
spoilers for Act 3
warnings & contents [for both]: depictions of self-harm (non-suicidal); mentions of blood; the reader could be any gender; Tav/Durge could be any race or class; age gap (hard not to with a 200-years-old vampire); could’ve been a headcanon
[1] : lucky one
Spawn!Astarion Ancunin x Tav!Reader
summary [1]: Tav is nervous, and somehow it makes Astarion climb a wall.
+warnings & contents [1]: unadulterated comfort with a pinch of anxiety; silly bad habits driving Astarion insane; cheeky Tav
soundtrack [1]: måneskin — honey (are you coming?)
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Astarion snaps when you bring wandering fingers to the bottom of your face again.
“Stop it,” the elf demands, mouth pressed into a thin line as he attempts to keep his frustration in check. You wince slightly, picking a string of dry skin from your wounded lips once more without realising the gravity of your actions.
“Sweet hells,” Astarion grumbles. “Why would you do it? It’s disgusting.” A bizarre mix of annoyance and worry is almost palpable in his well articulated voice. He’s seen worse sights, but you hurt yourself—that’s what he finds appalling.
As thin blood gushes out of a fresh rip on your lip, unadulterated guilt floods your essence instantly. You feel your cheeks heat up, and anxiety crooks your fingers, while you finally realize how sore your lips are since you kept violating them repeatedly in the past half an hour, agitated and a little bit overwhelmed. A prospective of turning into a mindflayer with no lips whatsoever soon down the line would make anyone nervous after all.
Astarion gives you a long stare, so you look away and mumble, “I’m sorry.” To be honest, you didn’t expect him to pick up on your silly bad habit; no one ever pays that much attention to it—there are always bigger problems to tend—but somehow he does notice.
Your tongue runs across your bottom lip, and you taste metal.
“Seriously, what’s wrong?” The vampire frowns, his voice rising an octave. He frets, however hides the feelings behind a playful facade everyone’s been so used to. “Otherwise you’re ruining that pretty face of yours for no reason.”
He asks difficult questions, so you huff, unsure of what you’re supposed to say. You’ve never been great at talking about your feelings, bottling up your emotions deep down instead, where no one would ever think of rummaging.
“You didn’t expect me to always be a damned ray of sunshine, did you?” You revert your gaze to him reluctantly.
To be fair, usually you’ve smiled inappropriately often. If there were any expectations in this regard among the party members, you are the one to blame for it.
“Gods, no. Also, too much sun is bad for my health, so...” Astarion shrugs off your cynicism without a second thought. “You do you, lover.”
The pale elf’s stare lingers on you way too long for your liking, mildly unfounded uneasiness growing inside you. You want him to drop it; you want him not to care, when you don’t have answers for him. Of course, it’s too much to ask. You lose your patience at once, rolling your eyes in defeat.
“You won’t let it go,” you acknowledge, and his lips curl into a faint smile in response.
“I will if you stop doing that,” the pale elf retorts with a hint of desperate outrage as your finger innocently slides over your sore lip unwittingly, probing before the next torture.
You turn your obsession into advantage, and there’s a mischievous spark in your eyes. “I won’t be able to stop by myself.”
He catches up almost instantaneously, with his gaze fixated on your bloody, tortured lips now for all the wrong (or right?) reasons.
Astarion eliminates the distance between you two with a shameless smirk forming on his face—the smirk you knew quite well.
“Darling, aren’t you lucky,” his voice sings, and he wraps his arm around you, pulling your bodies close, leaning forward meaningfully. “I might just be willing to help you out.”
[2] : broken one
Ascended!Astarion Ancunin x Consort!Dark Urge!Reader
summary [2]: Astarion’s partner falls a victim of their dark urges once again.
+warnings & contents [2]: Durge is durging; mentions of murder; mild descriptions of death; unhinged kisses; implied power struggle?
soundtrack [2]: bella poarch — villain and dutch melrose — runrunrun
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Tonight the palace giggles in your voice, and It can only mean one thing. Astarion hears what you did well before he steps into the bedroom, blood champing under the sole of his exquisitely made shoe. Right there, in the epicentre of massacre, your figure is hunched over maid’s body, now lifeless. Her head hangs limply from your lap, while your twitching fingers are sorting through strands of gore stained hair.
Astarion takes stock of the committed atrocity for one moment before he begins to approach. “What a mess,” he sighs, slightly wrinkling delicate features in annoyance, making his verdict. “Why, little love—this one is particularly sloppy.”
You have not come to senses yet to argue; there is a dreamy, unsettling smile on your face as you glance at your beloved glassy-eyed. Astarion smiles tenderly in return, his fingers gripping your chin to lift your head.
“Poor thing,” the man cooes a tad condescendingly, seizing the moment, when you are incapable of biting back.
Animalistic grunt escapes your throat, and you snarl, but the vampire lord holds you in place tightly. He covers your bleeding, bitten in heat of the urge lips with his own, fangs dragging over your sore skin, making you gasp, almost weep instead.
At other times headstrong and fierce, able to fight back against his caring tyranny, at this point you are exhausted. You cling to his embellished doublet with the last of your strength, pleading, surrendering yourself at his mercy.
“My lovely consort,” Astarion mutters with affection, satisfied with your obedience to the point of one’s disgust.
The pale elf kicks back maidservant’s body with his foot and picks you up in his arms, holding tight to his chest as he carries you to your shared bed. You can feel the urge leaving your body, taking your consciousness away with it.
“It’s going to be over soon, my love.” Astarion whispers soothingly, although you can’t hear him anymore. “It’s going to be over soon.”
#sorry I didn’t mean to#honestly I don’t know what is this#bg3#astarion drabble#bg3 spoilers#astarion ancunin#bg3 astarion#bg3 tav#bg3 durge#astarion x dark urge#durgestarion#bg3 imagine#bloodurge#astarion x reader#astarion x tav#baldur’s gate 3#reader insert#ascended astarion#spawn astarion#astarion fluff#astarion angst
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Lines of salt around your bed, smile sick and smile kind
Your bedroom filled with music and your cries
Sanctify your bedsheets with the sweat along your hips
Cause everybody knows that teeth are where your heart was, love
I am a degenerate, and so I proudly have to show one page off. Those two are deranged, broken and horny idiots. Another prev here.
"Make me beg" has 8 pages so far and counting on my patr*n!
#astarion#tav#bloodurge#male tav#bg3 tav#bg3#fanart#comic#astarion x tav#astarion x durge#astarion x reader
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What do you mean Gortash’s coronation didn’t have a ball? I’m PRETTY sure that happened.
My pretty boy Durge Ambrose and a mildly jealous Astarion. I’m thinking of making this scene into a fic or comic, so this is a WIP of sorts.
Bonus Mushy Gushy bullshit from two bloodthirsty fiends.
#bg3#baldur's gate 3#durge#durgestarion#bloodurge#astarion#dark urge x astarion#baldur’s gate oc#bg3 comic#durge: ambrose#bg3 fanart#we need a ball/masquerade mission for them.#please larian#spawn astarion#durgetash#enver gortash#gortash x durge#durge x astarion
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Training dogs
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And it’s done lol! Have some Astarion and durge p*rn
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#bg3 fanart#baldur's gate 3#baldurs gate 3#bg3#dark urge#astarion#durge x astarion#durgestarion#durge#astarion x durge#bg3 durge#the dark urge x astarion#the dark urge#bloodurge#scalie#scalie art
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I need to talk about Durge/Astarion, and my fucked up headcanons about them.
WARNING: FUCKED UP.
Ever since I learned that Durge was into necrophilia before his brain got wormed, I haven't been able to stop thinking about that in regards to Astarion. We know that Astarion hides the smell of his dead body under specially created perfumes. What if Durge can smell the death underneath all that? What if one of the things that attracts him to Astarion is the faint scent of death? What if one of the things he likes about having sex with Astarion is his cold body, because it feels like having sex with a corpse?
Anyway, my Durge Gethin said no to daddy Bhaal, but the fact that Astarion is undead is still absolutely a bonus to him.
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Spawn of the world, unite!
You have nothing to lose but your chains.
#art tag#durgestarion#baldur's gate 3#astarion#baldurs gate fanart#baldur's gate iii#baldurs gate astarion#bg3 astarion#bg3 durge#astarion x durge#Ebony Darkness D’urge#bg3 fanart#bg3#astarion ancunin#dark urge#bg3 dark urge#bloodurge
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[durgestarion] 200kg
#astarion x durge#durgestarion#bg3#astarion#bloodurge#baldur's gate 3#bg3 durge#the dark urge#astarion does not understand the gift of being crushed by a ginormous dragonborn#durge: [aggressively licks and sniffs astarion]#astarion: (i need a shower tomorrow)
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and i want it all
(this is cropped. full version is on twitter)
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Do you think you could trust me just a little further?
#wasd playing#baldur's gate 3#the dark urge#astarion#astarion x durge#bloodurge#resist!durge#roux the murderbard#precious little bhaal-babe#ironically this happened in a spooky bat cave this time
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Astarion is afraid and believes he has no choice but to dominate the weak. Durge had no choice and forced themselves to love the world of violence and domination in order to have some control over their life. Durge knows what it's like to be on top of the world, but still feel chained and afraid. Durge has been in Astarion's shoes and they had no choice, but he does. Durge knows Astarion's feelings too well and doesn’t want him to fall into the same trap. Durge knows that they will not survive if they reject Bhaal. They want to ensure Astarion a truly free future, which they will not have.
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