Durge Stories

As a major fan of the character of Boba Fett, I found the prospect of his own series to exciting with all the character's rich lore in expanded material. In my rewrite, I will keep accurate to what is shown in the Mandalorian and even keep a few ideas which I think were not properly executed in Fett's series. These chapters will not be very 'fanfiction like' as I have kept as much of the original plot as I can the same while improving what I consider flaws and acknowledge the larger universe of the criminal underworld. I hope you all can enjoy what I made and feel free to tell me what you like and dislike!

Short Scene Durge and Astarion Ascendant

THIS IS AN AU. Hardly anything will be different, the only thing I am changing is the Dark Urge storyline and pacing. Most everything else will remain canon. Also will completely change certain scenarios our gang gets themselves into to be more severe/dramatic. Specifically involving Tav or Astarion. After crash landing the nautoloid ship, Niamh (Tav/Dark Urge) builds alliances with unlikely people she finds along the way. A certain vampire spawn in the group is very obviously trying to seduce her, but she can see through the lies. What happens when their adventures force them to break down each other's walls and trust each other. Will a deep bond between the two form? Or was it doomed from the start? Astarion/Tav romance with lots of angst and hurt/comfort true to their characters. expect this to angsty, tragic, and traumatic. Niamh is pronounced Neeve.

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.

If Astarion and Tav met earlier, before the mind flayers, would things have been different? Would Vampirespawn or Bhaalspawn instincts allow an encounter to *not* end in one of the two being murdered? Or would the pair discover their own autonomy through each other? Maybe a third secret option?

In an AU, Obi-Wan is the chosen one and Anakin was Qui-Gon's apprentice, in this different take on the vast and amazing Star Wars universe, you'll see an original and different storyline that would make you tremble!. (Work in progress) I would love to know what you think of the story, if it needs more development in characters or overall plot itself needs more pizazz.

Astarion is falling in love, but he doesn't know what to do with those feelings after centuries of torture at Cazador's hands. He tells himself this cannot be, and yet... every day he falls just a bit harder. Note: This fic is from the POV of Astarion.

This is based of the book my girlfriend wrote (the never ending mission)you should read it it's a good book also if you have read it this takes place in the same universe so expect a cameo or two and yea p.s. I can't write so yea I'm sorry but this will suck bad

A book about our pride Bharat. Our India. Here we will discuss the significance of various rituals, symbols, myths or superstitions, ancient historical facts, and festivals.

This is gonna go real well

Individual Rp of Baldur's Gate 3

Sirena has no memory of her past as she awakens on the nautiloid. She doesn't just feel the tadpole behind her eye, working its way into her brain. She also feels something deeper...darker. The worm is being overshadowed by the constant desire- no NEED to kill...kill...KILL. Her only mission is to get revenge on those who have left her with only a name and this need to destroy. Everything else, her experiences, battles, and relationships will slowly reveal her past; whether it is useful or disturbing is another problem. However, her past is known to a select few. She will go on to find out she does indeed have a reason for the twitch she feels when a knife is in her hand. A reason why her body sings along with every strike of a blade against anything that moves. She is the daughter of Bhaal himself, the lord of murder. He sired not only her sweet name but the incessant desire for murder. She was trained in the arts of delightful music aswell as blades. Why? Because Bhaal's chosen must be so despicable that they can use honeyed words to convince their prey to commit their own murder, command a room of people to drop with the most angelic of Melodies. Her power resides in words because it was his desire, but her skills were moulded into something far more deadly. How she became lost with this urge is the main question pounding against her skull, but whoever did this didn't think of one thing. Sirena may have forgotten...but she will never forgive. Will she decide to resist this urge and get her revenge? Especially when it comes to those she will grow to love? Well...let's hope the dice roll in her favour. (This is a series I've created in honour of my durge run that I just had to write about. All inspired by conversations, events or areas through the course of the game. This is meant for mature audiences, due to the amount of violence, language, character backgrounds, etc. There are sexual scenes but don't expect many as I'm VERY new to writing. Thank you and enjoy!)

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.

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.

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

Trissara, a Lolth sworn drow, awakens in a mysterious chamber filled with an unnatural shimmering light. She is shackled, her head throbbing with pain, and overcome with a sense of panic without understanding why. As her eyes adjust to the dim light, she sees distorted figures and writhing tentacles dancing in the air. She struggles to recall her past, but her memories are fragmented. She knows she is a hunter-a Gloom Stalker-but feels lost and guided only by a "Dark Urge" within her that pushes her to move forward and defend herself. This urge seems to control her actions, driving her towards unknown goals. She is on a living Nautiloid ship controlled by Mind Flayers, a setting filled with horrors and madness.