Darkurge Stories

She sees Cazador, beaten and broken on the ground. "...I know." The words finally break free from her tightening throat. Her eyebrows furrow just enough as she meets his eyes again, her jaw sets. "That's why I can't, Astarion." "...What?" The dagger held in his palm glistens as it turns. With a tilt of his head, he searches her eyes for any give but he knows her answer is... final. Done. He can't talk her into this, and that more than anything proves to be the first and final nail in the coffin. "Astarion, I need you to understand exactly what it is you're asking me to do. To understand why I'm saying no-" "No." His expression contorts just slightly, grip tightening around the dagger, nostrils flaring in a way she's seen many times - but never once directed towards her. "I understand completely." Elkyra can sense the line he just drew, a valley with it's connecting bridge reduced to glittering embers. The one she so carefully built, gone beneath her feet. ______________________________________________ This is an exploration of a headcanon idea I had, born from a bad dice roll.

(OC Dark Urge x Astarion) Before she was Caine, she was many things. A child marked by blood. A disciple of moonlight. A weapon forged for gods and kings. Then came a knife. Now the past is gone, leaving only a name and an ache she cannot explain. As forgotten memories claw their way back to the surface, Caine finds herself caught between the call of murder and the desperate hope that she can become something more than what she was created to be. But some ghosts wear familiar faces. And some monsters once told her they loved her.

My photo album of Patch 8's newest photo mode! I'm having fun with it, and I hope you guys enjoy the pictures. May contain dark urge spoilers in the game.

Get ready for a cinematic experience! In a Cyberpunk-style alternate version of Baldur's Gate, Astarion Ancunin, a top celebrity and aspiring politician, meets a popular influencer called Shadowheart in a fundraising party. But an unexpected crime soon forces them both into a desperate run for their lives. Meanwhile, corporate enforcer Lae'zel Creche'Kliir and freelance detective Wyll Ravengard are pursuing a slippery serial killer who seems motivated by a dark urge. Includes AI-generated images for fun and inspiration. Disclaimer: we do not own Baldur's Gate 3 or any of the characters. All rights to those belong to Larian Studios and Wizards of the Coast. This story is a work of fanfiction, meant for entertainment only. We're not making a profit from this story.

A spawn meets another, the two survive in Faerun together

headcanons of my characters

She had beaten her urge. She was free of her father. So why didn't it feel... good? Astarion and Durge have a conversation post-Orin.

In the shadows of a realm where love bears a fatal price, Maralinn Daevanora as a Bhaal spawn, surrenders her heart to Enver Gortash, the chosen of Bane. Their clandestine affair defies ancient laws, threading the fine line between passion and peril. Bound by a forbidden bond, Maralinn faces an agonizing choice: cling to their illicit love or fulfill a grim destiny demanded by her lineage. To safeguard Enver's existence, she must navigate a treacherous path. Are they going to take promising absolute dominion over the world or it will end in the most fatal way? Everything is about forbidden desires, unfathomable sacrifices, and the relentless pursuit of ultimate power.

Bhaalists and Banites may worship different gods, they may be enemies by nature...but what happens when the Chosens of their respective cults indulge each other in nights of passion?

Valak knew only 3 things about himself, those 3 things being that he was an absolute unit of a Drow, that he had an illitid tadpole squirming in his brain, and that he craved for the shattering of bones, the weeping of blood, the cries of a brutal end. When he managed to survive the nautiloid, he knew he had to find aid. What he didn't know was how that aid would come in many forms, one of which being a pale elf. ------- I've had a BG3 hyperfixation as of late, and I wanna jump on the Astarion gay romance bandwagon by giving him my Dark Urge character. I mean, after all, who wouldn't want to smash this vampire twink? 😉 Also there are SLIGHT story changes so that I could incorporate the backstory for Valak that I LITTERALLY SPENT 2 WEEKS mulling over.

Zephrya wakes on a living ship with no memory of who she is-only a name and a burning hunger beneath her skin. Infected with a mindflayer parasite and haunted by violent urges. Now, she must navigate a nightmare as her past remains locked away, and the line between killer and survivor begins to blur, Zephrya must decide who she is now-before the parasite, or something darker, decides for her.

This is a story I create in my free time. This is Konosuba story, but with the addition of my characters. P.S. I'm not the owner of any music or pictures that appear in the story. Konosuba belongs to the rightful owners.

What happens when you flirt for survival with the most possessive person in camp? We shall see. Astarion/Dark Urge Fem!Tiefling Warlock Durge Other original characters added later

After losing control of the darkness inside her, she wakes surrounded by corpses. While Baldur's Gate hunts a murderer, Astarion is determined to find her before she destroys herself.

Short Scene Durge and Astarion Ascendant

Astarion Short Stories " Can we talk about... us?" "Us... I still love the sound of that"

The Absolute has been defeated, Cazador killed and urges silenced. But there may still be more trouble on the horizon for the daughter of Bhaal and her vampire lover.