#Cullavelyan

[inquisimer]

dragon age oneshot fic recs

@dreadfutures said that we should do more fic recs and she's absolutely right, so I'm starting what will hopefully be a series of fic rec lists, leading off with some oneshot recs! These are just standalone stories that don't require a big time commitment and definitely stuck with me after I read them.

Check them out! and leave a comment or kudos to let the author know you did 💜

Feel free to reblog this post and add your own oneshot fic recs! Or make your own fic rec post and tag me in it so I can read and promote your awesome recs :3

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My Lover's Phylactery by FrodaB

Cullen Rutherford/Female Inquisitor | G | 1472 words | No Archive Warnings Apply Author's Summary: She doesn't destory it Mer's Rec: this is an excellent piece that fills the gap DAI left (imho) about Trevelyan's phylactery! There's some excellent introspection from the Inquisitor and a bittersweet but somft and heartfelt ending between Cullen and his love.

Bent, Not Broken by spirrum (@spirrum)

Fenris/Female Hawke | G | 1595 words | No Archive Warnings Apply Author's Summary: In which Hawke doesn't run off to Weisshaupt, and an angry elf turns up at the Inquisition's door. Mer's Rec: this is a little slice of interpersonal relationships that beautifully captures Hawke's spirit! It starts with some platonic Hawke & Varric, perfectly encapsulating the exhaustion both of them feel after HLTA, and transitions smoothly into the heart-tugging reunion between Hawke and a frustrated Fenris who's very much in love.

last man standing (perhaps) by havvke (Wintertree)

Charade Amell & Carver Hawke & Female Hawke | T | 6749 words | No Archive Warnings Apply Author's Summary: Hawke’s teeth glinted when she grinned, except for the gap of her missing left dogtooth. Funny how they did that, even in such poor lighting. Glinting. Hawke barely seemed real. They’ve gone on a mission or two together since that initial, embarrassingly disastrous meeting, and it was still shocking that the woman lived up—if not surpassed—her nearly legendary status. Compared to the other missions Charade led with the Jennies, this was somewhat easier than her normal fare. But while Hawke was a known figure, and by technicality kin, Charade still didn’t know her. Mer's Rec: Okay, I'm admittedly biased toward this piece, because it was a gift for me as part of the 2023 Platonic Ideal Exchange. That being said, it is an INCREDIBLE work of sibling dynamics and I think of it whenever I think about Charade Amell. Havvke explores the relationship between Charade as a Red Jenny, Carver as a Grey Warden, and Hawke as...Hawke, in a beautiful web of complicated choices and found family. Over a year later, it still holds up as one of the best exchange gifts I've ever received.

Doggone by leggywillow (@leggywillow)

Alistair/Female Warden, Alistair & Anora Mac Tir, Alistair & Warden's Mabari | T | 3042 words | No Archive Warnings Apply Author's Summary: Alistair and the Warden are no longer together, but they still exchange letters - through Dog. Alistair struggles to find happiness in his life as king, but he isn't entirely alone. Mer's Rec: I read this one just recently and oh my GOODNESS it both made me laugh and also pulled at my heartstrings. Leggy alters the canon breakup between a King Alistair & the Warden to be somehow even more heartbreaking and the way that he talks to Dog is just so essentially Alistair, I could hear every line in his voice. Add to that several well done bits between Alistair & Anora and this piece absolutely delivers on the "sad" and "heartache" in the additional tags.

That Word You Call Me by thewitchofthewilds (gossamerstarsxx) (@saiyanshewolf)

Female Lavellan/Cullen Rutherford | T | 1768 words | Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Author's Summary: The first time she tells him she loves him is the time he needs to hear it the most Mer's Rec: I love this piece for the intermingling of angst and fluff between Lavellan and Cullen. It leads in with one of the better descriptions of nightmare panic that I've seen and the way that Lavellan grounds Cullen from it is smooth and heartfelt, as is his reaction to her comfort. It caps off with some sweet fluff and a taste of human/elf relationships dynamics, for which I am a sucker, and which end the fic on soft, heartfelt note.

[theluckywizard]

Trotting the longfic out because hellooooo DA fandom, nice to see you perking up!

My multiship Cullenmance, Hawkemance WIP In the Shattering of Things! My girl Rose Trevelyan is funny and plucky and not real talented but doing her best. She comes a loooong way.

In the Shattering of Things

WC: (WIP) 405,305 New chapters biweekly Rating: Explicit Ships: f!Trevelyan x Cullen, f!Trevelyan x m!Hawke Summary: Lady Rose Trevelyan's idle, aristocratic life blinks out in a haze of irrelevance when the breach destroys the Conclave. She may be soft and coddled when she joins the Inquisition, but there's a fierceness inside her she's yet to fully recognize. Armed with only a few relevant skills and the mark that makes her a legend, she is thrust onto a path delivering hope where it’s long been scorched away and finds comfort in the grumpy, handsome stick in the mud charged with her protection and training. As she stumbles her way across southern Thedas, she begins to realize she's tangled at the center of machinations she barely understands, and she's not alone in that. Enter Hawke.

Meet the romantic leads and art below the cut 👇

Rose Trevelyan

29 years old, plucky, funny, playful. A weird mix of pragmatic and flights of fancy. Bit of a brat really, but she is trying her best at all times. She's got some rich lady hunting skills, and a bunch of other skills that make her a nice catch in the Marcher marriage market, but other than that? She is learning on the fly. Character quotes:

"Yes and with my eloquence, I’ll be lying face first in my own pile of metaphorical horseshit"

"I was always a terrible Chosen One. The Maker was amusing himself."

"You want– what– a fruit basket? A commemorative mug?"

"This is starting to feel like a can of worms. A really gorgeous can of worms."

"There’s nothing quite like a family with a storied lineage that has managed to squander their wealth. The combination of snobbery and desperation is always a joy to behold."

"You’re a couple dozen smolders away from making me your puppet."

"I believe my dignity was thrown from my body when I crashed into you. I think it’s still out there in the bailey somewhere."

Cullen Rutherford

Does he really need an introduction? I'll skip to quotes.

Character Quotes:

"In the Order people were made to scrub the privy floors for that kind of backtalk"

"Am I to learn that I’ve developed wiles next?"

"Oh, were we planning to assault the palace with undead?"

"You predicated a tactical plan on a joke?"

"Smooth? I’m not the common thief caught breaking into an unlocked door"

“Rylen was entirely too pleased with himself. I’m sure he’ll continue to be so today. It’s insupportable.”

Garrett Hawke:

34, warrior. Silly, chaotic, romantic, consummate big brother who just can't seem to keep away from trouble. Deep pool of guilt and sadness beneath his affable, goofy exterior. He just wants a chance to fix things he unwittingly helped break.

Character Quotes:

"Let’s do that again. Backward and inside out."

"Well fuck them. Elegantly. With a crystal goblet."

"I dedicated myself to that place. To the refugees. To the people who needed someone when the law was failing them. I never hid behind a desk and pretended to care while innocent mages were made tranquil on the whims of some clown before his first lyrium hit of the day."

"I only ever wanted two things— I wanted to help. And I wanted to be entertained. And I never seemed to learn my lesson."

"You smell like pie. Or those ginger biscuits from Starkhaven that come in those little tins. Shockingly edible. Was that on purpose?"

"You seem worried about my influence. What could I possibly say to her? Don’t be an arse nugget? Don’t forget all the collateral you could squash as you steamroll ahead?"

Read the fic here!

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[vakarians-babe]

A very happy belated birthday to my dear darling @bitchesofostwick whom I adore to the moon and back 💗 Cullen and Ellinor after Raffaello e la Fornarina, by Francesco Gandolfi.

[plisuu]

WIP Wednesday

A bit late, but whatever? I’ve been drowning in lesson planning and troubled teens, so here’s some stuff, featuring Weston, Connor, and Cullen. 

A bit of a romanticized version of what happens at the Shrine of Dumat ☺️  

[talesfromthefade]

Eloise Trevelyan x Cullen Rutherford, for @dadrunkwriting​ & @evesharmony

“Herald, I don’t think-” Cullen begins hesitantly.

“Don’t think, just swing,” Eloise replies firmly. “Trust that you and Helaine have done your duty in instructing me in how to fight and defend myself.”

“Yes, but-” 

Once, back in Haven, what seems a lifetime ago now they had found themselves in a position much like this. She’d sought his help in teaching her how to fight against those who had training and means of combating magic. The young man terrified and traumatized by what he survived in Ferelden’s Circle during the Blight would never have believed he might one day be teaching a mage how to fight and best his own. Except that they aren’t, his own, not any longer. He is not a Templar, not bound to the Order, or Lyrium. Not anymore. He is free. Free to choose his allegiances, who he follows. And he chooses the Inquisition. He chooses her. This young, unassuming woman, who never aspired to anything like the position and titles she wields now, but he can’t imagine anyone else bearing with half as much competence and grace.

She’d been reluctant to cast a single spell in his direction, afraid she might hurt him. The realization had nearly bowled him over as well as any decent charge or spell without proper care could have done. The idea that she saw him. As more than a former Templar, perhaps even as more than the Inquisition’s Commander. Eloise Trevelyan, one of the scant few mages to survive the purge of the Ostwick Circle, with the battle scars and nightmares to prove it, was afraid not because of what he was- or had been- but because she might hurt him. He’d shared that concern then, but it was a trifle compared to the way his chest pounds now, fear coursing through his veins. 

They’re so much closer now, she’s more than just the Herald of Andraste, or even the Inquisitor now. There are moments when she can’t be, when those positions must come first and what they are and mean to each other has to be put aside. It’s a sacrifice both of them were aware of well before they decided to make it together, but that doesn’t make moments like this one any easier.

He doesn’t want to hurt her. Not for a moment. Not even by accident. And she’s too relaxed standing there. Not even bracing for an attack. And if she’s not ready, if he’s not careful, he could…

“Cullen.” A gentle, infinitely patient hand reaches up to cup his face, and he has to fight the urge to jump. She closed the distance between them while he’s been lost in thought and anxiety. A thumb caresses his slightly stubbled jaw as she waits for him to refocus his attention and meet her gaze.

“I could- I would never be able to forgive myself if-” She stops the rest of his words with a kiss. Soft and warm, slow and soothing. Cullen knows better by now than to think she’s given up, but allows himself to melt into the touch for a moment, one hand reaching out to grasp her arm, to keep her close.

“Nor I you,” Eloise smiles softly, pressing her forehead to his. “Trust me. Trust that I know that. I can defend myself. You won’t hurt me.” He lets the arm that’s wrapped around her drop reluctantly back to his side, nodding as she takes several steps back and waits.

He rushes forward and swings, sword sparking as it collides with a loud crack against a shimmering translucent sword summoned at a moment’s notice from the Fade and force of her will.

“Again.”

“Is that an order?”

“Yes. At least a few more times,” she adds, not entirely unmoved by his reluctance. “It’ll get easier.”

“I don’t want it to.”

“That’s why I trust you.”

“One day, I’ll learn how to say no to you,” Cullen sighs, shaking his head, and it’s almost worth it for the bright, happy laugh this earns him.

[gugle1980]

Rate these ships: Cullevelyan, Adoribull, and my Sunny Stories ;)

Cullavelyan - adorable / sexy / perfect / beyond flawless / hot damn

all of these for Cullen and Trevelyan, as for me, I really love Cullen with some lucky random female :)

Adoribull - sexy / perfect / hot damn / screaming and crying /i will ship them in hell

I love them as a couple, I love their dynamics, this could be a wonderful long term relationship

Okkkk, I never considered Varric and Bethany together , I never even considered them before you mentioned it, and OMG, I love everything about it so: adorable / sexy / perfect / beyond flawless / hot damn / screaming and crying /i will ship them in hell

[a-shakespearean-in-paris]

3 fandoms

The rules are pick three fandoms and answer the questions. thanks for the tag @galadrieljones :)

I will do the Dragon Age series, The Witcher, and the since I’ve been re-watching it like the trash bag I am...Charmed.

Your OTP

1. Cullen x Inquisitor. Obviously I’m partial to him with my OC, but I like Cullavellan or Cullavelyan (is that a thing? lol.)

2. Geralt and Yen.

3. Uh, I guess Piper and leo? Not too attached to them though.

A character you liked at first but don’t anymore:

1. Anders. I am really sorry :(

2. I don’t think I have one. 

3. Phoebe Halliwell. Oh. my. god that is one selfish person.

Three Favorite Characters (in order of preference):

1. Cullen, Fenris, and the third one switches depending on my mood, but I think right now it’s Merrill. 

2. Yennefer, Geralt, Dandelion.

3. Drake the demon teacher from season 7, Paige, and Chris.

The Character You Never Expected To Love So Much:

1 May come as a surprise, but Cullen. I played Origins when it first came out and I was genuinely very, very surprised he had a fan base. By 2 he still didn’t have an impact on me. Come Inquisition he was my first romance (and also my only :p) because I thought he was hot and I liked the history with him. Come his stupid “i never felt anything like this...” yeah... here we are. alternatively we can also say Blackwall. 

2. Dandelion. can’t resist a foppish bard with a silly hat.

3.  I’m going to say Paige, because upon rewatching the series, I really like how she embraces her witchly duties and actually seems to care about others. Unlike Phoebe. (cough.)

The Character You’d Slap:

1. ...Bianca. not hard, but someone needs to tell her her behavior with varric is abhorrent. at least let me give her a piece of my mind.

2. The baron in velen.

3. Phoebe. especially, especially in season 6.

The Character You Relate/Understand The Most:

1. I’m so boring with these questions, but since I spend so much time in his headspace...Cullen. who am I the most like? maybe josephine. 

2. probably ciri because she has so many expectations thrust upon her.

3. Drake the demon teacher from season 7 as played by Billy Zane, because he teaches literature, quotes Shakespeare, and believes in love.

tagging @skyholdherbalist @out-of-the-embers @sassylavellen @elevanetheirin @agentkatie and whomever else :)

[vakarians-babe]

The Inquisitor as The Star, a recent commission.