#accidentally got poetic in the tags of someone else's durgetash post but i had to post this independently too
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Gortash & Durge in bed together. Naked. In the dark. Starting at each other.
Gortash looks at Durge and sees a killing machine. All teeth & nails & violence. Consciously created by a god. Made by intelligent design. Measured & planned to achieve a specific purpose. Unholy blood flowing through mortal veins. Efficient. Ordered.
And he says, "You're flawless."
Durge looks at Gortash. Sees his wear & tear. His rougher edges. The marks of a life where nothing was ever handed to him. Where he had to work for every single advantage. The definition of self-made. Will & spite & audacity. Refusal to ever settle. Unrelenting insistence on his own self-worth.
And Durge says, "So are you."
#durgetash#bg3#enver gortash#the dark urge#accidentally got poetic in the tags of someone else's durgetash post but i had to post this independently too#no one inspires me like them istg#like not even close i genuinely have never cared this much about any other ship#anyway this describes default durge better than my durge 'cause she's a half elf and she's tiny and looks like a pretty blonde cheerleader#but whatever lol#anyway i always write her as feeling far more at home in slayer form than in her half elf body#she's always like “father why didn't you make my natural form more menacing”#same reason he let her be raised by a noble family in baldur's gate#she's supposed to be able to blend in & take them by surprise
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