Sorry If This Makes No Sense I Am. Under The Influence - Tumblr Posts

(twirling my hair around a finger) I dunno... just, like, them getting together before either even knows they have a chance to make their respective decisions. it's something to do—and effective stress relief. in real time astarion watches gale catch feelings for him and finds the whole thing terribly funny, how pathetic he is, how endearing... okay, so he likes him too, the way you can't help but like the runt in a litter of puppies, rooting for him against the world that's disadvantaged him.

it's astarion, first, who gets the chance to ascend, and it's gale's watery eyes and scuffed knees that talk him out of it, saying it's freedom astarion wants, not power, that he wants him as is, loves him as is, and doesn't want to see him corrupted. something something being reflected so fondly in another's eyes—how could astarion possibly go through with it?

so when gale finds out godhood is on the table—when he's actually considering it, astarion almost thinks it's a joke. where was the gale who spoke so reprovingly of power?

but gale's always had freedom, and it's power he wants. it's power he takes, when he becomes a god—and power he promises to share with astarion.

astarion resents him for it, a little bit, always. but even the proximity to gale's godly power is intoxicating, and how could he not stay, when he has nothing otherwise?

(whispers in ur ear) god gale x non-ascended astarion