audience: astarion

[mygod]

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[unconsecuted]

[Noooooooooooooo. Now that he has to say it out, he is embarrassed. Opens mouth, closes mouth. Reaches up to rub under his brows with thumb and ring finger. Lowers the hand.]

You and Gale are together, are you not?

[haematocritical]

[ STOP BEING SO SAD AND EMBARRASSED ]

Aside from the part where I died getting in the way? [ he’s quiet for a moment. it’s very new and uncertain to him, this sort of thing ] Yes. I suppose we are.

[ weh ]

[unconsecuted]

[That's what he thought, you dumbass ex-vampire. And because the other mods keep complaining about having no mess, but refuse to make one of their own EXCEPT YESTERDAY I SUPPOSE:

He deals, of course, in timelines of all kinds. In realities. The alternate ones of nonsense aren't a surprise to him really. Several things come blinking forward: a drow wizard picking up a dodecahedron by its golden handles, thinking better of it, then putting it back on its pedestal; a party of seven people preparing themselves to attack him; sitting in the dark of a cold and damp cell, almost unable to sit up from tortured injuries;

Gale leaning in to lovingly rest their foreheads together; but also Astarion drawing him in close by the waist until they are jaw to jaw and cheek to cheek.]

Then be a bit more angry your idiotic curses made me kiss him.

[haematocritical]

[ BITES YOU. aaaaaaaaa.

oh right it’s au verse week. astarion blinks at these snippets of other future that flicker in and out— ones that aren’t familiar to him, people he doesn’t know and situations he doesn’t recognise. and little ones not so far out of reach — gale resting his forehead against essek’s, himself leaning in close.

ah.

rather cruel of this place, to find new and exciting ways to bring up secrets like this, reaching into one’s heart not one’s past and wrenching them forward without asking. without a care. but then again— this place has never cared for the things the want, the secrets they wish to hoard. ]

Darling, it’s a curse. Should I be lining up to rain down my fury on every person who kissed him? Lavi? Camille too?

[unconsecuted]

[DON'T BITE it's funny.

It looks like he might say something, but then perhaps can't figure out how, or maybe thinks it isn't needed. He shakes his head.]

No, I suppose not. I do apologize all the same.

[haematocritical]

[ STOP AAAA MY GALESSK. MY ESSTARION. wow those are some names.

is he corporeal right now or not? ]

[unconsecuted]

[HAHAHAHA it isn't meant to be because the ship names don't work out

i

Yeah, he's corporeal?]

[haematocritical]

[ fights you.

motions him like

come here you nerd ]

[unconsecuted]

[He looks momentarily apprehensive. Maybe he doesn't think Astarion is going to shank him between the ribs necessarily, but...........

???

Hesitantly, he... slowly... ventures to him.]

[haematocritical]

[ yeah he stabs him.

come to the gy ho.


no when he’s close enough he will tug him over and give him a kiss on the head ]

You’re forgiven, if it’s eating you up this badly.

[unconsecuted]

[Do it.

?!

He stiffens for just a second, surprised, and then, he finally releases the breath he was holding. He's, like, dark purple so he can't blush the same way, but his face does get even darker purple.]

It's not--

[...]

There are just... I've... had some awkward, confusing conversations recently with people. And... I didn't want... to get in the way. To give the wrong impression.

[haematocritical]

[ i hope he knows i love him he’s the cutest. also good thing it’s not emotionshare week because this is adorable. he’s cute. ]

Awkward and confusing how, exactly, my dear?

[ if he wants to talk about it. ]

[unconsecuted]

[NO.]

Well, I... Karlach and I... [THIS IS SO AWKWARD. He hasn't moved away, but he does fidget a bit idly with his hands, together.] This was before I... heard what kind of dream is exactly was, as she wouldn't tell me...

But... she... I don't know. I told her you and Gale were together, since it was after she... [WELL. HE KNOWS. ANYWAY.] ...and she asked me if I was upset about it?

But I couldn't figure out why, and she wouldn't really tell me, only that Gale was a one person... um, partner, and she should have sent me the dream because apparently I was bad at "this."

[haematocritical]

[ YES. ]

…

I was aware she sent an explicit dream to Gale, but he was evasive about the topic. [ for obvious reasons, as it turns out ]

I think she’s trying to tell you, in her own strange little way, that you are … bad at considering or acting on feelings, darling.

[unconsecuted]

[Hearing this from fucking Astarion of all people is atrocious.]

That's not-- As I have told her, I prefer to get to know someone better before... simply... leaping into something like that.

I don't understand why she thinks this when no one has shown any interest of that kind to consider.

[It's bad, fam.]

[haematocritical]

[ this is how you know you’re in a fucking mess. ]

……….






[ just stares at him ]

[unconsecuted]

[??????????]

...What?

[haematocritical]

Darling, you have seen yourself, correct?

[unconsecuted]

[This makes him flustered.]

I-- What does that have to do with anything?

[Sometimes, people flirt with you because you're hot, and you do not fucking notice because you're stupid and demisexual.]

[haematocritical]

[ mood though, essek. mood. ]

A lot, actually. Darling, I’ve flirted with you. Other people definitely will have as well.

[unconsecuted]

[He is just a little evil wizard guy trying to do little evil wizard things.]

Wh... You?

[haematocritical]

[ pats his cheek.



oh dear. ]

This is rather charming in its own right, I suppose.

[unconsecuted]

[His face is hot when Astarion pats it.]

...

[WHAT DOES HE SAY TO THAT]

[haematocritical]

[ BECAUSE IT IS CHARMING.

ESSEK, BABE. ]

[unconsecuted]

[LOOK. IT'S FINE. It's fine.]

...............It seems, ah... I am... rather bad at this.