#gortash anon

[waterdeep-weavemoss]

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Tav gagged, the shock and disgust she felt turning her stomach. The hand clapped over her mouth was an iron grip, squeezing as she registered the command.

Die, she thought, going limp against the chains to conserve her strength, running through her options in her head. She could not bite; her mouth could barely move, Gortash's fingers digging into the softness of her cheek. When she got out of this, because she would, she would be bruised and bloodied.

Wrists and ankles bound, chains thick and heavy around her waist. They were tight, but not entirely unyielding.

I could die here, she thought. But I will not obey.

Suddenly jerking forward, she headbutted the tyrant right in his bloodied broken nose. He reeled back, his grip on her mouth lessening. She took the opportunity to get the meat of his thumb between her teeth and bit hard. Blood flooded her mouth, nausea roiling in her gut.

This was not a venomous game of traded insults anymore.

This was survival.

She needed to incapacitate him. Somehow. So she bit down even harder, felt the scrape of her teeth against tendon and bone. He roared in pain and she felt a surge of white hot savagery run through her. If he insisted on treating her as such, she would become a creature, an animal intent on shredding flesh from bone.

All she had was her teeth and she hung on, blood coursing down her throat, the chains biting into her flesh.

He'd snapped his fingers to summon them.

That has to be a concentration spell. Please, Gods.

Somehow, she summoned the strength to bite harder, feeling something crush between her teeth.

'Gah! You tricksy little thing,' he ground out, looking utterly deranged; he was still smiling. He was enjoying this. 'It's been a long time since someone with such fire crossed my path. You're wily as a fox and more stubborn than meets the eye.'

Break concentration, you fuck.

She could not let him get her by the throat. She tucked her head down, wrenching him forward and off balance. They were nose to bloodied nose and still she would not loose her grip on his broken hand. Blood poured from it. Even healed, her teeth would leave a scar. The chains hurt so much, but she would not show it. She refused to show weakness to this man. One thought burned in her head, beyond the pain and survival instinct.

Break.

[taygra5shaon]

Would love to see an au where your durge was able to save orin and they could be siblings who arent doomed to kill one another

Hello Anon, and sorry for the late reply! didn't mean to, but I had a lot of things to do...🥲 still, thanks you for the kind words, you are amazing!❤️

so, an AU were Orin could be saved is not really believable, seen her fanatic behavior, but just for the love of the the 'what if' i think she will join the fight against the absolute only because her brother is set on doing it.

just like befriending Minthara, not everyone will be ok with her ( the companion she kidnapped and Jaheira they will be against her and I think the approval rate of Durge will take a heavy hit because of that), but I think that everyone would do an effort to stand her, just for Durge.

here a scene of this AU that I thought when I read your comment 🙃:

[animentality]

one of my fav crack au ideas is "villains suddenly have to watch a baby" so i had a ooc completely unserious thought: one day durge shows up with a child they in no way could have participated in making (like dragonborn durge with a dwarf or drow baby) and tell gortash "hey this is my baby, can u watch it for a little while i gotta go deal with some nonsense in the temple"

and gortash is completely blindsided he's like "this is your baby???" looks at it sleeping in his arms for a minute and is like "... this is OUR baby."

durge comes back and gortash is carrying the baby in one of those wraps on his chest and drinking from a mug that says #1 stepdad and suddenly doesn't have the heart to tell him they were gonna eat the baby

Anon.

Anon.

You just.

You just fucking

Hit me with a shotgun with that final sentence.

Congratulations on being funnier than I could ever be.

Holy shit.

I'm actually - I'm retiring, I'll never top that.

This is the funniest durgetash shit I've ever seen in my life, and I will never ever beat it.

[vibingandsimping]

I hope this is okay >< but i love the idea of an injured tav x Raphael. Maybe he finds them in Gortashs prison or im not sure, but I love it. 💕 please and thank you if you do it

The confinement you were in was damp. A leak from the stone wall dripping. You knew that the sound would eventually drive you crazy.

You’d have gotten away if your leg wasn’t so mangled. You disobeyed and insulted Enver Gortash. The details of what led to it were lost to you- but he wasn’t a man to sit and take that simply. He offered you a chance for redemption but you turned your nose at it. You claimed you’d have his head. The steel robot was quick to grab you and restrain you. You must’ve struggled in it’s hold too much because it’s mechanic hand clamped down onto your calf. The bone fractured and the pressure left a gnarly bruise. He instructed the watchman to bring you to a cell while he decided what to do. Hopefully you’d have a change of heart when he approached you once more.

The cell was musty and cramped. If you stretched your legs out the toes would practically touch the opposite wall. On your uninjured leg was a shackle that firmly planted into the stone underneath you. You grew used to the smell in there. Which is why it was odd when an overwhelming scent of sulphur filled the air. It was revolting. Head shooting up from your knees, you scanned the area. Outside the cell bars was Raphael in his human form. A smirk played on his lips as he approached the bars keeping you apart. “My favorite mouse caught in a trap that isn’t mine. What a shame I can’t enjoy the torment.” You frowned and looked back down at your feet. Of course he was here to mock you. Slayer of Ketheric Thorm trapped so helplessly. He noticed your shame and chuckled.

“Mouse, I am here to help you. Only I should get to play with you. Especially if the man is Gortash, damned fool.” He growled the last sentence and with a snap of his fingers you flicked from the cell into his arms bridal style. You gasped loudly and cried out when the position your leg in changed. He gave you a pout and tucked a stray hair from your face. “Poor thing.” You weren’t sure if he was genuine in saying that or not. Could you bring yourself to care at this point? It was minutes before he was back in his House of Hope. Leading you down the halls until he was in his chambers. He stripped you of the confining clothes and laid you out into a sauna pool. The water lapped at your skin and eased the ache of your muscles. Within moments your leg shifted back into it’s proper place. You watched as the pain faded and the bruises disappeared. Raphael drew you from the water when he figured you had enough of it and led you to his bed. His touch was surprisingly tender.

You wanted to question him why he was so gentle with you as he dried your skin and dressed you in silk. Who were you to look a gift-horse in the face, though? You were thankful that you weren’t in the cell of Gortash’s prison anymore, at least. Whatever Raphael had in mind could be your forefront later. He offered you some rest and you gladly obliged. Sleep weighed heavy on your mind and eyes. The morning would bring lots to come.

[banes-favourite]

I've seen the idea of Durge basically being Gortash's sugar baby in a way with Gortash using his money to spoil them. But I haven't seen anything about the idea of it being flipped which I think could work too(also I just find it amusing because it would completely subvert any outward expectations).

Durge literally kills people for a living which is very lucrative, as shown by how rich you can get by just being a murder hobo who loots the bodies of those you kill in game. There's also the possibility of Durge taking bounties or being hired for assassinations. If I remember correctly Bhaal also encourages his followers to seek out the wealth that they can gain from murder.

So Durge could definitely be secretly loaded up on cash. Also it would make their possible "murder hobo who lives in the sewer" appearance even funnier since they'd definitely be rich enough to choose to not look like that but just don't for some reason. Maybe they just don't feel any need to use any of their wealth, since they don't need to use much if any of it to survive and they may not have any interest in buying stuff for themself to enjoy for various reasons. So they could easily just have a ton of gold piling up

It's also shown in game through letters and stuff that Gortash basically manipulate mansplain manwhored his way to power and did things like sleep with people to get money(so essentially already a canonical sugar baby). So there's full possibility that he could have power more through influence and manipulation rather than through actually being extremely rich. And even if he's rich at this point he could still be a sugar baby to durge

And it's just overall really funny to imagine this politician/archduke in all of his fancy filigree and clothing be like "oh actually I'm the sugar baby in this relationship. They're the sugar daddy" and he points over at this feral, blood covered murder hobo who's eating someone's severed arm in the corner of the room

(Also Gortash getting a chance to be pampered and spoiled and cherished for once in his life without really even having to do anything other than exist as himself is such a great concept. I imagine durge would give him stuff casually and seemingly arbitrarily. Maybe Durge would feel very pleased seeing Gortash doing speeches and stuff in public while fully dressed in clothing that they got for him)

i am completely normal about this idea i am completely normal about this idea i am completely normal about this idea

in all seriousness, i am NOt normal about this idea because holy shit the potential in this?? the hilarity of durge choosing to look like a gory street rat when they can definitely afford clothes?? gort being showered with gifts just for existing bc he's that hot and cute and endearing?? gortash probably thinking he achieved this by smooth talking durge over, but in reality durge just likes seeing him smile when he gets a new gift?? also just, Lord Gortash proudly parading around wearing the trendiest clothes and Durge watching from the sidelines like 'I'm so proud of you sweetie' IM CRYING ANON THIS IDEA IS PERFECTION

[avernusreject]

hello is there any chance you would post the Gortash arcane pic on its own? 👀 and do you have any more? 👀

Hey Anon! Yeah just uploaded it. I put a song from the arcane soundtrack with it cause I just thought it fit durgetash too well not to, but I can remove it if that's too much. Just let me know.

I don't have a ton of screenshots anymore but based on what I have these are what I could create with the filter. Absolutely would love to see what you or anyone else comes up with

[archduke-enver-gortash]

time for me to be a cunt i guess. gortash is not some emo ya book bad boy, gortash is an absolute nightmare of a character—a proud fascist, slaver, oppressor and man who has horrific torture/dissection/science experiments as one of his top hobbies. he kidnaps several women and children and mutilates them and ruins their lives beyond recognition. he views himself as judge, jury and executioner of the world he’s violently conquering after his image and everyone else is at best a tool in his hands and at worst a mistake to be discarded. and those things are STILL only parts of the horrors this man enjoys inflicting on people. woobify him all you want, but that will not change this lmao.

[shaykai]

Hexxat/Baeloth anon sez: Your comment on Durgetash complimenting each other. Being old, I am reminded of Riddler and Two Face from Batman Forever. Riddler: Go ahead, you can say it. Two-Face: You're a genius.

That’s exactly them, thank you

Btw telling your definitely-not-boyfriend that he’s super smart means you have to kiss him, trust me I asked

[naughtybg3confessions]

I have watched an unreasonable amount of Jerkoff porn since getting weirdly into BG3. I look for dudes with similar builds to my favs and just watch them go at it. Gortash. Gale. Halsin. Rugan. 10/10 bringing the voyeur out in me. I just need someone to grow a tiefling cock and I'll have all my desirable bases covered.

[primopinku]

Wait if we just ask you if someone eats pussy can we summon a drawing?

Trying something out: does gortash eat pussy

I'd say it's a 50/50 chance lol

also,

obvi, he strikes me as the type that wants you to sit on his face.

[waterdeep-weavemoss]

He returned the next day as promised, little yenna at his side. The girl's eyes shifted about nervously. She'd been terrified on the ride down, but he was quite glad for it, usually she could not shut up and thankfully she had been mercifully quiet.

'Yenna,' he said coldly and she flinched, but he ignored it. 'You are to serve a great lady. You are to follow her instructions to the letter, is that understood?'

'Yes, lord Gortash,' she squeaked.

'You are not to babble on about your own concerns, you are to listen to her, speak only when spoken to, but be charming, polite and courteous. Understand?'

'Yes, lord Gortash. I'll be good, I promise. Will I get to see-?'

'We will discuss the matter of your mother in due course, but first I will see how well you serve the lady. She is to be my future wife.'

'Oh!' Yenna said, suddenly smiling. 'Will there be a wedding? I've never been to a wedding, but my cousin Markus has and he said-'

'Yenna, what did I say?'

'Oh, yes, sorry, my lord.'

He allowed the girl into the room first and smiled when he saw Doe, her cheeks were flushed and she slowly lifted her head. He was so close. She would break and it would be delicious. The other servant followed them with the many bolts of cloth, from swathes of bright, cherry red to somberest burgandy, some embroided with gold thread, and all sorts of materials, gossamar silks, cool satin, rich velvets. Gortash gestured with a lazy hand for the servant to place the fabric on the bed. Another servant began to lay the table for breakfast. Yenna did an awkward, clumsy curtesy, but the effect was quite sweet and endearing.

'Good morning, Lady Doe,' she said. 'I am Yenna, Lord Gortash says I'm going to be your maid and I'm very excited to serve you. I'll be really good, I'm very good at helping, mum said so-'

'Yenna,' he said, a slight warning tone in his voice, but more jovial. 'The lady has only woken up, let her have a chance.' He gestured to the table. 'Come, sit, my dear.'

Doe smiled softly at Yenna; she was adorable, and would be good company for the foreseeable future. However long that is. I have to get out of here. I have to protect her. She wrapped the sheets around herself and addressed the girl.

'Good morning, Yenna. I have a feeling you and I are going to be good friends.' She reached out to gently touch her hair, noting that the poor girl seemed desperate for some kind of real connection. 'Thank you for helping me. I'm sorry about my current state of undress. My old clothes...' she gestured vaguely. 'No matter.'

Rising to her feet, she ensured the sheets were secure around her body and padded softly to the table, sitting down. She was so hungry, despite managing to keep her dinner down.

'Are you hungry?' she asked the girl softly, giving her another smile. She wanted so badly to make sure this little girl would be alright. Her eyes rose to meet Gortash's. Tentatively, she said: 'The fabrics are beautiful.' But gold is not my colour, and you are not my future husband, no matter how much you wish it to be so.

[taygra5shaon]

Jacq, wearing the Wavemother's Robe and standing over Goratsh on the floor as he points a sword at the man's neck: This is the end of your tyrannical reign-

Gortash: *absolutely not listening because Jacq went commando and he can see up his dress*

⬆️ this would happen if Jacq presented himself dressed like that

[animentality]

yeah yeah yeah I know Gortash is "ugly," you know, the way human beings that don't look like boilerplate final fantasy anime boys are ugly.

God forbid you wanna fuck a man that isn't a Genshin Impact face mold shoved on the thin waifish twink body that is our golden standard for attractive to everyone everywhere.

I apologize for thirsting for a man who doesn't look like Ryan Reynolds or Chris Hemsworth, I know that's wrong of me, because your sexual attraction for the mass marketed western ideal of masculinity is more widely shared by consumers, and perpetuated by business executives.

when your sexual attraction is predominantly conformance to societal conventions of beauty, you are of course superior to myself. your human experience truly is the correct way to live.

well done!

but you know you can't be superior to others, if we are all equal.

someone has to exist at the bottom, for someone else to rise to the top.

so be content in having the correct opinion on what is attractive, and stop asking me why I'm attracted to Gortash of all people.

because you're so much better than me, queen. because if I wasn't attracted to Gortash, you wouldn't have anyone to look down on.

I'm doing you a service, my queen. I'm making your mediocrity look exceptional.

[vibingandsimping]

This may be unlikely but what about good, morally upright Tav with Gortash but she isn't pre tadpole Druge anymore? She's all about saving people's lives and standing up for the 'little' man

He despises this. He mourns the loss of his lover. Gortash isn’t sure why he keeps you around at this point.

You’re constantly attempting to foil his plans. Destroying his Steel Watch was the first move you made against him. He spent so much time curating those metallic beasts only for you to explode the factory. Do you have any clue the gold and effort those required? He held out after that and hoped it was a sign that you had a darker side still. That was a power move and when he knew you before you were all about showing your capabilities. He had hope that you’d prevail and become his dark assassin again. His right-hand and soon to be ruler. If he had known the tadpole would’ve wiped your memory, he would’ve done everything to prevent your infection.

You persisted. Doing everything that was unlike the you he knew. Saving lives and nourishing them was not yourself. You were a ruthless and bloody killer. Unafraid to hold your knife to his throat if he said something you disapproved of. The person he had fallen in love with was gone. He thought himself devoid of most emotion. Gortash was convinced his ability to hurt was long gone after the torment Raphael put him through. That was proven wrong every time he saw your face. His nails digging into his palm and his throat tightening. He still held his facade and spoke with a tender gaze. Even if he ached for the you he knew to return- you stood before him.

Gortash vowed to find a way to get you back. So the two of you could return to carefully crafted plans. Little did he know you also vowed. You vowed to redeem him. Make him a worthy ruler and no longer a power-hungry tyrant.

It was only a matter of who would prevail.

[banes-favourite]

Durgetash except Gortash is in the middle of some important meeting and Durge is resting their head on his lap all cuddled up like a cat.

Durge lingers behind Gortash and cuddles him from behind whenever they are just hanging out in Enver's chambers or are visiting the Iron Throne together.

That's all; Durge is the cat boyfriend to Enver

I will never get over the image of Lord Enver Gortash attending a Very Serious Meeting with a gigantic dragonborn head just laying on his lap, eyes closed, purring loud enough for the whole room to hear. Someone draw this and I shall give you my kidney

[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

W-would you write for Gortash? There's so little Gortash content and I need that man to be IN ME in many ways, so pls pls write anything for him IM BEGGING it can be nsfw, sfw, drabble, headcannon im starving mother pls

Man Gortash lives rent free in my head with Astarion 24/7 aaaa he so HOT love him

Rated M

You try not to think about him, about how those golden claws had scratched your skin, about how he whispered the most sinful promises. Promises he intends to keep as Archduke of Baldur’s Gate and you are his marital partner.

A ring, an engagement ring he slipped onto your ring when he had thoroughly exhausted you. You stare at it right now as you lay in the bed in the Elfsong Tavern.

The others were sleeping by the time you returned, outside of Lae'zel. You told her that this is not the time to talk.

Not until you figure out your feelings.

It is strange, you never slept with anyone other than Astarion. He is a friend, the only one who understands you yet… You know seeking more with him will have to happen in the future. Yet, Gortash offers you immediately his hand, his devotion, and his trust.

Maybe it is a trick. You only see how obsessed he is with Baldur's Gate and power, however, that same obsession turns to you.

A vampiric lover, eternal and beautiful, a child of the night.

You look over to Astarion who is meditating a few beds crossed from you, then your eyes return to the ring. The craftsmanship you see is by him, the gem matches the one on his gauntlet, and you can feel his magic.

Dark, and imposing, when you stare into the gem you swear you can feel him looking back.

You take it off and hide it under your pillow before lying down.

You hold your left hand close to your chest, your eyes closing.

That night you dream of him, of a perfect world. The day is his, the night is Astarion and yours. Balance and peace through tyranny.