heart of wolves. sender intimately licks blood from the receiver's body. / from @shryike eli :) bc yea
the wreckage of the grove settles around them. goblins pick through pockets for coin that was never there, the nightwarden anointing her spoils of massacre in the name of victoria's constructed god. it is done; bhaal is pleased. she can feel it in the tide, in the tingling at her neck.
there is a kind of quiet that falls in the wake of such holy murder, as if the trees themselves fear repercussion. it is this space in which victoria does her very best work, and so she directs her attention now to elidyr - they prepare a ritual away from the others, in what was once zevlor's sanctum. the hellrider laid out upon his war room's own table, his blood decanted and prayed over ... one finds ways of making do on the road, she thinks.
she coats her fingertips in sacrament, still barely warm, and elidyr partakes as he was taught. as she taught him. " be at peace, my slayer - today, you are divine. "
This post has been living in my brain rent free and then it hit me in just the right headspace to turn into a vent thing and made me write poetry for the first time since eight grade anyway enjoy my ramblings under cut
because isn't it fucked up that Durge has no bodily autonomy? That he's nothing (using he/him because im looking at my Durge specifically) without Bhaal because not even his own body is his own but still a part of Bhaal?
And sure it is an honor to be Bhaal's Chosen, but is it really if you never got the chance to choose yourself? Strike, my Durge, was born a Bhaalspawn and grew up in the cult since he was eight. It's all he's ever known, he's worshiped for being a demi-god, he's powerful and on top, and in the end, literally everything he has is only because his Father lets him have it.
The Communion especially shows that, with Strike being still worshiped, but it hurts him, the Bhaalists rip his body apart, use it, consume it, and he needs to think of it as a blessing because how lucky is he, to be the soul that was loaned piece of a god to guard? He'd think of his own body like that.
And it hurts Bhaalists, too! It works both ways! His blood is poisonous and his flesh aches in their throats, but it's a blessing! God of Murder loves his son and his love hurts, and if you love him back, you must let yourself be hurt and know how lucky you are to be allowed to be hurt by Bhaal or his mortal flesh itself!
I'm just very into the whole 'no bodily autonomy' thing that we have going on with Durge, like his father not only can take control of his body via the Urge, but he has Sceleritas to guide him away from anything that could be not by Bhaal's books, Orin and Saverok to be a (although messed up as hell) family to him so he'll never look for another, and to some degree, Bhaal can control Durge's mind...
No wonder he'd run to Gortash in the end. The first one who sees more than a Bhaalspawn when he looks at Strike, more than Bhaal's scion, he sees a person and ngl it's totally Bhaal's fault that Strike ended up like that
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There are some seriously messed up dev notes about a (locked) bad ending in BG3, with a graphic and gritty scene about Durge’s story after they accepted Bhaal and then turned against their father in the Netherbrain fight. Waking up in a pitch-black cesspool, gasping for air, struggling to make sense of their surroundings. Bhaal is turning them into a breeding machine.
Durge is usually shown as this heartless, badass, and beloved character. Sure… Durge is captivating, but it is easy to forget about the deep tragedy that’s a part of them.
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A brief dose of utter disgust:
Bhaals’ mocking words echoed in Raven’s mangled mind. “But why stop there, my little flay-knight? Beneath that shell of carapace is still a tender heart and, I suspect, a hungry belly.“
Raven heard himself sputter, half chuckle, half retch. “Then a displacer maw it is! Surely its teeth will tear through me and suck the brain marrow from my skull! It’ll pop my eyes in the sockets! Peel my meat to the bone and suck my veins clean. Better than fate, worse than death! Oh God! I hope it kills me!”
He shivered when the memory of his mating with another monster haunted him. The hate-filled eyes of this female were terrible. No words were needed. They knew their parts: he was the stud, she was the mare in heat, and both were slaves to the ancient drives of their genesis. With an indrawn gasp, the climax was reached, and with it, he emptied himself into the tight cauldron of this bandy-legged sow.
Flecks of acidic spit were searing through his windpipe. It burned, and he choked and heaved and coughed. His arms and legs trembling beneath him. And the bitter tears and sobbing mingled with the taste of bile and filth.
What is the point?
He rose shakily to his feet. He’d failed in the end. He’d slipped. One mistake. One moment. But it had almost been cataclysmic. A hole inside him that ached, a need in him he feared would never be filled. How many times could this happen?
Confession: we don't talk about bhaal/the bhaalspawn's blood and breeding kinks enough. that entire family is kinky as hell. sarevok literally said 'bhaal's seed must be sown throughout the land that he might wreak murder on the world entire.'
I find it interesting that you have three potential endings with Durge/Astarion, who have similar backstories with loss of autonomy and sexual exploitation (at minimum it's the promise of it being an inevitability, in Durge's case).
One where they escape their abusers, support each other and heal.
Then one ending each, where one becomes their abuser and the other returns to square one, trapped in their original state of abuse.
They can either be great for each other, or each others' worst nightmares, and it's an interesting dynamic where the bad ends compliment each other and contrast the good end.
Enver totally cries while Rhyleth blows his back out over his desk during reunion sex. Enver had thought his lover to be good as dead, and yet, he is not just alive but beautiful as ever. This deiform avatar of death itself is soft for him, and for him alone. How could the tyrant not shed a tear?
Even more poignantly, this happens after Rhyleth leaves the temple and had rejected Bhaal. He's not just getting rawed by his lover, but he is riding his raw emotions as well. He wanted to feel Rhyleth's claws dig into his back without a care of new scars and bruises appearing the following morning.
Perhaps those emotions had been unattended to while he had convinced himself that he wasn't coming back. I'm thinking of Enver spreading his legs further and further so that Rhyleth could fuck him to his core. His heart feels as if it was finally beating again, as if he'd been holding his breath while his lover was away (in the metaphorical sense).
Of course, that remains a figure of speech. Whether or not the tyrant wanted to admit it, he had felt sufficiently empty without his lover around. Enver feels a pleasant fullness by Rhyleth not just being within him physically, but emotionally. He'd suppressed his emotions quite substantially in the absence of his nearest and dearest.
The two of them explore and kiss one another's newly found scars. Enver traces over the scars where Rhyleth had been vivisected, and he awes at his hardiness in order to survive such a thing. He marvels at now just how alive he is, but how much he'd missed this just as much.
Rhyleth traces his lips over Enver's new crow's feet and smile lines and kisses all of the other blemishes which get brushed over in the numerous propoganda posters depicting him as a handsome younger man, for in his eyes, Enver is beautiful with even these perceived imperfections, pock-marks, scars, sun-spots, you name it.
puck not-so-fun fact of the day: he does not get scars ! he also heals ridiculously quickly. if not treated, his wounds will naturally mend themselves within a day's time maximum regardless of what they are. he can still get hurt. really quite BADLY, actually. but any injury he gets will not be there for long. the only scar he has is what's left of his tail after it gets cut off, and that is for a very specific reason. this is one of the ways bhaal claims ownership of him, specifically of his physical body.
puck is very self-destructive & self-sacrificial. one of his earliest memories in the bhaal temple is attempting to take his own life so he would not hurt others ( most importantly, his sibling ) any more than he already has. he does this only to watch in horror as his own hand, controlled by bhaal, forcibly removes his dagger. the stab wounds stitch themselves back together without a single mark left in their wake. every injury, every near-death experience, is a reminder that bhaal has total control over him, and he does not allow others to mark what is his unless he so desires. puck can only truly die when bhaal decides to claim him. especially because puck has a tendency of allowing himself to get hurt or possibly die as a way of rebellion, which bhaal wants to stamp out IMMEDIATELY.
the tail scar: bhaal allows that scar to remain because it is a punishment & also a reminder of the concept above. 1) it is a punishment for puck's failure re: the absolute*; he got the scar while being experimented on by kressa bonedaughter after orin tadpoled him, 2) it is a reminder because the tail will grow back. it is the tail of the slayer form, a physical representation of who it is puck is meant to be / to serve. even after his fall from grace & losing all of his memories, puck still belongs to bhaal. HE CANNOT ESCAPE HIM RAAHHHHHHHH *MY TELEKINESIS THROWS EVERYTHING ACROSS THE ROOM*
* i need to make a post about this whole thing too bc he for sure failed on purpose. that is a story for another time tho.
On a bus and bored so im gonna ramble about Bhaal being an incompetent abusive father
(This is about my Durge specifically, not a general Bhaal thought)
Bhaal made him to be offputting and creepy and then found a lonesome little house in the woods, where lived two women who were hated by general society from birth, people who were abused as kids and still sometimes as adults. Women who used to be pirates, who have killed people, who lived quite far from the City and who had noone outside who would care about them and what they were doing - aka, prime situation for abuse. Bhaal genuinely set his son up to live in as abusive situation as possible, wanting Strike to be brought up hating the world and then at the adult age being 'saved' by the Temple. Classic, ykno? He'd go from being loathed to being revered, and wouldn't that make him so much more loyal to daddy?
And yet, Bhaal misjudged cruelty of mortals, because Rico and Neewa found this tiny creepy baby and decided to love him more than they were ever loved as children themselves. They thought he was a drow, sure; not a Bhaalspawn, but honestly even f they would've known they wouldn't raise him any different.
They kept to themselves, they were poor as dirt, and yet! He was given nothing but love. They never raised a hand at him. When he hurt animals they cried for him because they were scared for him to not understand what it feels like to care about something. When his magic first showed, he nearly burnt down a house with his first spell, and they put out the fire and were so damn proud of their baby showing such talent for sorcery. They would've sent him to a proper school in Waterdeep, but they needed a few years to save up money for it, because their boy was so talented and so smart and they truly believed he would achieve great things - but even if he wouldn't! He'd always have a home to come back to
So Bhaal utterly failed recognizing just how fierce mortals can be in their love, and that's why Rico and Neewa had to die so much sooner; Bhaal would've left Strike there until he was an adult, but because of just how... Not right the situation was, Bhaal sent Sceleritas to test out just how ruined his son was. And when Strike's moms died, he was lead to the Temple, and shoved onto the pedestal almost twice earlier than it was intended for - he was nine when he took over the Temple, with the then High Priestess helping him, until he took over fully at thirteen.
There was also sexual abuse that happened with that Priestess and it's a large reason why Strike detests women infantalizing him, but thats not the post to talk about it
Anyway an au in which Bhaal chooses better and throws his kid off at an already abusive household, like, idk, Flymm's cobblers