#cullen rutherford x male!reader

[malemacrofics]

The Tiny Protector

Summary: While on a mission in the Hinterlands, Cullen comes across a small curiosity. A man victim from a spell by a darkspawn Emissary that’s left him reduced in height. Luckily, a small size doesn’t mean the tiny guy can’t still help protect his new protector.

Content: Accidental Shrinking, Caring Giant, Fluff

A/N: Hopefully this is the first of many new fanfics! Also, special thanks to @iliumheightnights for letting me use his OC, Finnick!

Cullen doesn’t normally go on missions for the inquisition. In fact, he’d be lying if he said he didn’t detest the idea of leaving Skyhold normally. Sure, its stone brick walls and floor offer little in way of comfort, but between his bedroom and the courtyard of the keep, it truly does feel like home. However, when Leliana’s scouts reported darkspawn activity in the Hinterlands, the Inquisitor specifically asked Cullen to go with his soldiers. In hindsight, it seemed like an odd request, but Cullen wasn’t one to question his superior. At Least not with Josephine and Leliana standing right next to him.

Regardless of what happened back in Skyhold, now Cullen was here in the Hinterlands. And so far, Lelianna’s spies seemed to be wrong. They’ve visited numerous small settlements and none have reported any darkspawn activity. In fact, the soldiers were at the last settlement they had to search through. There wasn’t much special about it so far. There was a lack of people in the settlement when the soldiers arrived, but the lack of any destruction or personal effects in any buildings just caused Cullen to assume people had gradually left. He doubts many cartographers were making it out here to update their maps after the rift opened.

As Cullen approached the town hall, however, he could hear faint sounds of combat. He called over some soldiers before opening the twin doors. Before them was a mage engaged in a fierce magical duel against a Darkspawn Emissary. Each spell cast was immediately dispelled by the opposing party. That was, until the mage’s focus was drawn towards Cullen and the rest of the templars. In the briefest of moments, panic began to set into the Mage’s eyes, just enough time for one of the emissary’s spells to connect to the mage it was dueling.

As a sickeningly green bolt of energy connected with the mage’s robes, it began to wash over the cloth like ocean waves crashing over sand. Immediately, the mage began to fall over, almost as though paralyzed. Once he hit the ground, all that remained was the cloth of the robes.

Maker’s breath… Cullen thought, If only we were able to get here sooner.

As Cullen thought, the emissary began to cast another spell, the same sickly green energy coalescing in its hands. However, after the bolt had been cast, but before it could hit Cullen square in the chest, it was met by a different ball of energy. This one cast from the robes laying on the ground. And in the moments between the emissary’s bolt being dispelled, and it beginning to cast another, an arrow from one of Cullen’s archers found itself lodged in the emissary’s chest. And as it looked down at the wound it now had, it began to dissolve, pieces of its own mass separating and falling to the ground. All that remained of the darkspawn was a small pile of dust and the arrow that had been shot into it.

Returning to reality, Cullen quickly rushed over to the heap of cloth on the floor. He began to search through it, hoping to find some personal effect that they could send home to the man’s family. However, in place of a locket or journal, was something Cullen wasn’t expecting at all. Laying in the cloth, almost in a daze, was the mage. He was still clothed, his undershirt and pants seemed to change with him, but instead of his normal height, he was reduced to mere inches tall. The man looked up at Cullen as a slight smile covered his face before he collapsed. All he remembered before everything went dark was the far off sound of a man ordering soldiers, and the feeling of leather against his skin.

—

Finnick woke up with a start. His head was pounding and he felt drained. Not only physically, but magically. He closed his eyes trying to remember what had happened. He recalled fighting a darkspawn in a wooden building, a strange man appeared, and the last thing he had done was cast a dispel. He looked around his surroundings and it appeared like a tent. Small candles dotted the area, providing scant light into the night. However, this tent was more akin to a fortress or castle. The ceiling above Finnick seemed to be nearly 100 feet above him. And the floor he was resting on seemed to be made of oak, with massive papers stretching it’s surface. Finnick attempted to run to the edge of the surface he was on, and after gazing over the edge realized two important things. One was the fact that he seemed to be at least 50 feet from the ground, and that whatever surface he was on was more akin to a table than any floor. And with those realizations, that’s when it clicked for Finnick.

He is on a table. And the ground wasn’t 50 feet below him, but probably only 3. Just as the fear begins to seat itself in the base of his stomach, Finnick watches as the strange man from the town hall enters the tent. His blonde hair and stubble framed his face quite handsomely, with a faint scar visible across the man’s upper lip. And his polished armor glinted in the candlelight, only hidden behind the large feathered collar. The man looked in surprise at seeing Finnick up and moving. He made his way to the table and sat in the chair that was pulled up. He began to introduce himself.

“Greetings, ser mage. My name is Cullen Rutherford. I’m here on behalf of the Herald of Andraste.” He said with a smile, “We heard rumors of darkspawn operating in this part of the Hinterlands, and upon investigation, we encountered you. May I ask your name?”

“Finnick. Just… Finnick for now. Where am I, and why are you so large?” Finnick asked nervously.

As soon as Finnick had asked that question, Cullen’s smile faded. “Right, your size. When we approached your battle with that darkspawn, it appears he had cast a spell of some kind on you. We don’t have the magical knowledge here at our base camp to have any hope of reverse it. However, with your permission, I’d like to take you to Skyhold. Perhaps the herald or our mages could reverse it.”

“It’s not like I have much of a choice, do I? I either go with you, or have to fend for myself at this size.”

“Unless you have another idea, it appears that way, Finnick. My apologies.”

Finnick thought for a moment, hoping there was some alternative he could think of. However, each time his mind drew a blank. “And I can trust you?” He asked.

“Of course. I wouldn’t wish you any harm. You have my word.”

“Alright then, Cullen. How soon do you plan on heading back?”

“We’ll stay stationed here for the night, and leave first thing in the morning. If you’d like, to can even sleep in this tent with me.”

“That sounds nice. Although, I don’t suppose you have anything extra to cover up with? At this size,  the gentle coolness of the Hinterlands feels more akin to a midwinter night.”

“I’m afraid not, Finnick. I understand it would be unconventional, but if you wish you could rest on my body as I sleep. I don’t move much and hopefully my body warmth would stave off the cold for you.”

Finnick immediately felt himself blush. He turned his face away from Cullen. Did he honestly just offer for me to sleep with him? Finnick asked himself. I suppose he’s right though. It seems like the best option at the moment.

“And you wouldn’t find that too awkward, Sir Cullen?” Finnick asked, his face still flushed.

Cullen notices the slight blush, even in spite of the size difference between the two. He cracks a small smile at the miniscule mage, “Of course not. Would you?”

“N-no, not at all.” Finnick sputters.

“Then it’s settled. Just give me a moment to take off my armor, and you shall accompany me to bed.”

With his sentence finished, Cullen walked behind a folding screen. However, given the height of the templar, his shoulders and up were still more than visible. And Finnick could swear Cullen looked over his shoulder to check if the tiny mage was still watching. Once Cullen was done, he walked from behind the folding screen. His muscular chest bare as he stood there simply wearing a thin pair of linen pants. A small dusting of hair visible across the templar’s broad chest. Cullen approached the table and placed his hand on its surface, palm up.

“Climb aboard.”

Finnick stepped on the palm, grabbing Cullen’s thumb for support. Cullen made his way towards his cot and laid on it’s surface. He laid Finnick on one of his pecs before covering his legs and stomach with a thin blanket. He laid his hand over Finnick, almost like his own tent, before asking the mage “Comfortable enough for you?”

“Yes, thank you.” He quickly responded.

And as the two fell asleep, Finnick began to wonder how much he really wanted to return to his normal size. Life alone in the Hinterlands was hardly the easiest thing to have to do. Being under the care of a gentle man like Cullen seemed like a very worthwhile trade. Even if he had to be stuck at the height of one of Cullen’s fingers. Regardless, that’s an issue for another day, for tonight the moon is rising, a soft breeze blows over the hills and mountains, and the two men have a wonderful night’s sleep together in a tent. Wondering what’s going to happen next.

[divine-donna]

inquisition companions react to the inquisitor missing half their arm

because bioware didn’t wanna give it to us, i decided i’d just do it myself. (insert thanos meme) even though i am like years late to the hype.

the game is like 9 years old at this point, but spoilers ahead.

do keep in mind this is my own personal interpretation of each character. it may not be accurate to your own interpretations. (also i know leliana is technically not a companion in inquisition but i included her anyways)

cassandra pentaghast

if cassandra could plunge a knife into the heart of solas, she would. she would not let him get away with betraying you and taking the anchor along with your arm. you had basically fallen into her arms when you emerged from the portal and she had to carry you back to halamshiral. for the days you were unconscious, cassandra was anxious and extra prickly. there were many times where cullen would have to talk her down from her anger. even varric did too.

dorian pavus

the first thing he did was crack a joke. the atmosphere was tense and it just slipped out. “i asked you to come back in one piece, not missing one.” safe to say, the other companions did not approve of his joke. dorian was set to return to tevinter after being notified of his new position as a magister, but he delayed the return to his homeland for you. he sat in your room as you lied unconscious, barely breathing, leg anxious bouncing up and down. when you awoke, you were immediately met with a large and tight hug from him. he knocked the air out of your lungs from that.

blackwall

blackwall admires you. in fact, everyone would go so far as to say he adores you. he thinks of you as strong, capable, almost infallible. you closed rifts, you closed the big green tear in the sky, and you defeated corypheus! what couldn’t you do? all your feats proved to him that you were the strongest leader he could ever know. and yet, you were still mortal. you left the eluvians mortally wounded and exhausted beyond belief, your eyelids so heavy and ready to close so you may drift off into the black void of sleep. blackwall would not let you, not until you were taken away to be cared for. you found him sitting besides you, awake and on guard. your mortality was his reminder that you and him were the same, even if your lives appeared to be completely different. and he understood that the world would need a leader like you and that is dangerous.

iron bull

the bull could feel a stronger kinship with you that day. it appears that the both of you lost something. he betrayed the qun for the inquisition, thus losing a part of himself, his people. you lost a literal part of yourself, something you had to come to terms with after having the anchor for two years. to say iron bull was shaken up would be an understatement. he was getting cassandra to hit him with sticks for days on end while you lied unconscious. he wondered what would’ve happened if he was with you, if maybe...he could’ve stopped solas. but reminiscing never did anyone any good.

cole

as much as he wanted to help you, cole couldn’t. he also understood that you wouldn’t accept his help, no matter how much he insisted. so instead, he did the best thing he could do: help tend to your injuries. what was curious was that he could feel very little of your pain. when he felt your pain two years ago after forming the inquisition, it was concentrated in your hand and forearm. with it gone, you felt at peace. the primary source of pain for you had been washed away. perhaps it was a blessing in disguise, he thought.

sera

sera’s immediate reaction is, like dorian, to crack a joke. everyone is used to her eccentricity. but it felt different this time around. while you laid unconscious, recovering from the long battle, she occupied herself. she had to busy her hands and her legs, keep moving, keep her mind busy. because if she sat too still for even a second, then her mind would think about the worst outcome. she would get images of you, dead, because solas had betrayed you, betrayed her, betrayed the inquisition. hell, he betrayed the world! that knob! thinking he knew what was best! sera’s all the more relieved when it’s revealed you survived. she bursts through the door to see you and hug you tightly, complaining about how much you scared her.

varric tethras

in all honesty, varric should’ve been more prepared to expect...well, the unexpected. he had expectations of you coming out unharmed, untouched. obviously, that was not what happened. and he wondered if he was responsible for this. he had been one of the many people to support you as the inquisitor two years ago, suggesting it. he wondered if he made the wrong decision. but also, part of varric was relieved. he lost someone close to him two years ago. he didn’t know if he could handle losing you too.

vivienne de fer

the court would devour tales of the eluvians and how you managed to survive. that was vivienne’s first thought. people would be talking about you for centuries to come, certainly. and yet, she knew in her soul that was not what you would want. she does her best to minimize what rumors spread when you first emerge from the eluvians and help give you privacy. behind closed doors, vivienne checks on your injuries. part of her is amazed that the anchor was removed so cleanly.

josephine montilyet

josephine has seen many things ranging from serious to just plain absurd. when she was alerted that you had returned with many serious injuries, including the loss of half your arm, she sent messages to get the best possible doctors in all of orlais to help attend to you. the woman was definitely stressed beyond belief. but when she wasn’t trying to get everyone from backing off from you or getting people to look at you, josephine was attending to you herself. you awoke to find her wiping some sweat off your face and when she noticed, she muttered about how great andraste was and embraced you tightly.

cullen rutherford

your knight-commander appeared to take the news very well, much to the disapproval of cassandra. but the moment cullen was alone, in private, he flipped a table, causing everything to crash. all he could feel running throughout his body was regret, guilt, and anger. regret and guilt for not having gone with you. he should’ve. because if he did, maybe you would have came back alright. anger directed towards solas because the apostate had betrayed you, the inquisition. and everything you and him had worked towards was going to crumble. all of his hard work, leliana’s, cassandra’s, josephine’s, it’d all be for naught. cullen ends up spending a lot of time alone while you’re unconscious. he prays to andraste and the maker to distract himself from any wandering thoughts going towards lyrium. certainly the new mabari hound he decided to adopt on a whim helps with distractions at least.

leliana

the woman has seen many things in her lifetime, having experienced the fifth blight itself and been part of that fight against the archdemon. still, things aren’t easy when you come back from the eluvians missing half of your arm. even if it goes against all her duties, leliana stays with you until you wake up to make sure you’re alright. you’re the inquisitor after all and it’s vital that you’re still alive.

solas

he’s the one who took it. you think he cares?

in all seriousness, it gave him no pleasure to remove your arm for the anchor. even if his plan was...well, shoddy we should say, the anchor was going to kill you. he had no choice. carrying your hand and forearm around felt heavy. he could carry it just fine but what made it heavy was the burden that came with his plan to tear down the veil and bring doom upon the world in a desperate attempt to bring it back to what it once was. and also, the burden of having harmed you.

[bigfan-fanfic]

A Stolen Kiss (Male!Reader x Cullen Rutherford)

Can I request a fic where Cullen mets the reader when he was in the circle tower and they kinda live this forbidden love, sneaking back to kiss, but during the blight, the reader escapes the tower and they just meet again during the Inquisition. Cullen, however, is kinda embarrassed to talk with him again because of how he treated mages in Kirkwall but they eventually date again, please?

He tastes like mint.

He just likes to be fresh when you get to kiss, so he makes a habit of chewing on the mint leaves he can pilfer from the greenhouse rooms where the mages practice their plant magic.

There's an alcove where the patrols rarely go. It's hard not to feel like it's a betrayal when you take him there, but it's love, in this dark tower, it's a blindingly bright light in a life where you have none, so how can you resist?

Everything has been taken from you. Family, life, freedom. So when Cullen lets you take the lead, when his lips part at the slightest prompting from your tongue or teeth worrying his lip, it almost feels like the Maker giving you everything you missed out on.

You've never seen him without his armor, nor he you without your robes - there are whispers that the Templar recruits train shirtless outside the tower, but the windows start on an upper floor, and they don't let you see the sun. And yet there's something about it that makes this feel so intimate.

Your fingers tangle in his curly hair, and he moans when you tug it, just rough enough not to be considered gentle, but not rough enough to cause any pain.

"I love you" is said, because how can it not be? This is the only kind of love you'll ever get to have in this tower. A forbidden, clandestine love with a man who tastes of mint, who kisses you desperately, who cannot let himself lose control and gently bite you without uttering a prayer to the Maker and Lady.

But he finally finds a way, pulls you into a discreet broom closet and asks - more like begs, really - to touch you.

It's awkward and uncomfortable in there, but you get his armor off and marvel at him and his tanned skin and his muscles, and he gently removes your robes and what you two do cannot technically be called making love, because it's over too quickly, but you two hold each other close and it's even better, your lips finding his skin, your body protected and warm in his embrace.

He whispers "I love you" against your skin so many times you lose count...

but then, during the Blight, there's a chance. An opening as demons overtake the Circle, and you flee.

Even ten years of apostasy later, you still can remember that first time touching grass on the outside.

The Inquisition needs the help of mages. That's why you go. Not because it's pretty famously Cullen that's their armed force commander.

You accept that he's busy, but after a few weeks go by, it's pretty obvious that he's avoiding you.

So you go to find him.

He looks at you with a bit of... shame? Fear?

"Cullen... it's been a long time."

"I... you haven't changed a bit."

"Really? I feel like I have."

"You still light up a room the way you always have when you walk in."

He blushes after blurting that. Such an honest and eloquent response.

"You knew I was here."

"Yes, but... I wished to respect your distance."

"Distance?"

"I'm sure you... heard of what happened. In Kirkwall... and Kinloch. What I did. What I proposed to do."

"I did. But I also heard that you've... that the Inquisition was helping mages."

"Against my recommendation, I'm sorry to say."

"And you're still forthright to a fault, I see."

"I looked for you. At Kinloch. I thought you were dead."

"I'm sorry."

"I'm glad you did. My fear of magic... of mages. It's... I need to make an effort. To know mages. To understand that - that maleficarum and abominations are an exception and not the rule. That mages are just people. Just people trying to survive, like everyone else."

"Do you still dream of me, Cullen?"

"Yes." he breathes. "Often."

"Look, Cullen. It's been a while, I know. How about... we get to know each other. Outside of the Order. Outside of the Circle. Just us."

"I... would appreciate that chance. Though it may be short-lived, with our battle with Corypheus on the horizon."

"Then let's make the most of it."

"As always, you are right."

You whisper "I love you" as you leave, eager to start your second chance.

Unbeknownst to you, he whispers it at the exact same time.

[iliumheightnights]

Cullen: "It seems like I have won again."

M/n: "It seems so. But don't get too smug Commander. You may win at this game, but I always win at Wicked Grace."

That made M/n chuckle while Cullen grimaced.

Cullen: "Don't remind me. Another round?"

M/n: "For you love? Always."

[freestyle-crocodile-trashpile]

Dragon

Summary:You somehow figured out how to make a dragon not kill you, not necessarily tame

Type:Hcs: Dorian X M!Reader: Cole X M!Reader: Iron Bull X M!Reader: Cullen X M!Reader

Version:Inquisition

Iron bull

Oh, he's super excited

Do you know how cool that is for him? His boyfriend somehow befriend a dragon

Doesn't like how he can't get close, but either way

He finds it super cool and exciting

Cullen

He won't step 500 feet of you

Definitely don't think it's very exciting, impressive yes, but exciting, no

He loves how you found a way to befriend a beast, mainly because it's not eating you

He'll congratulate you tho

Cole

He thinks it's dangerous, like really dangerous, and tells you to be careful

He'll watch you from afar, he's impressed tho

Even though he's not really human, he understands how exciting this can be for you

So he won't ruin your fun

Dorian

He honestly thinks it's kinds hot how you befriended the dragon

Essentially, when you look intermediating with it behind you

But besides that, he thinks it's super dangerous

Almost didn't let you go out of the house after he found out you could befriend a dragon

[A/n:Heh, I love dragons. I hope you enjoyed]

[scarfacemarston]

Pride Month Requests!

My specialties are character x reader mainly because I've never received requests for ships and I'm not experienced in it! If you don't see a character, I can still likely write it. For male characters it will be MLM Reader x character and WLW for female characters. (Trans characters hcs and readers always included. Edit: Non Binary and gender neutral also welcome!) Reblogs appreciated! SFW preferred.

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader Steve Rogers x Reader

Natasha Romanoff x Reader Yelena Belova x Reader Peggy Carter x Reader Arthur Morgan x Reader John Marston x Reader Anakin Skywalker x Reader Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader

Hawke x Fenris Hawke x Isabela Hawke x Merill Dorian Pavus x Inquisitor Cullen Rutherford x Inquisitor Cassandra x Inquisitor Leliana x Warden

More by Request!

[mlm-writer]

Delyrium (Cullen x M!Reader)

Pairing: Cullen Rutherford (Inquisition ver.) x  Former Templar Male Reader (trans-friendly) Rating: General Audiences Words: 1084 Summary: Cullen wakes up from a nightmare. He’s been having those a lot since he quit taking lyrium. Fortunately, his favourite recruit is on nightwatch right next to his chambers every night.  POV: Third Tags: nightmares, hurt and comfort, pre-relationship, hints at internalised homophobia, fluff, mutual pining and pls appreciate how clever the title is. 

There was no air. Blue lyrium filled his lungs with each inhale and it came out red. It lingered in the air and then latched onto his body. He tried to rub it off, tear it off his skin. It did not give. It grew and grew until it swallowed him up and he found himself in darkness. There was light - bright, white and inviting. He ran towards it, but the closer he got, the redder it became. He tried to stop, turn around, but there was no stopping his legs. They felt heavy and yet they kept going. He wanted to scream, but his lungs were still full of red lyrium. There was no air to produce sound with. He was silenced, a vessel, a slave to the crystals and their will. 

Cullen gasped as he opened his eyes and immediately scrambled to sit up. His eyes darted around the room. Sweat covered his cold skin. There was only darkness around him and it felt too familiar. He swung his legs off the bed, feet automatically finding the slippers he kept at the side on top of a fluffy nugskin rug. He nearly fell off the ladder as he went down. He didn't dare to take any deep breaths, until he opened the door to the wall between his chambers and the tavern of Skyhold. Next to a soft orange, glowing torch stood the former templar, who always had the night watch there. "Commander," he greeted with a warm smile that made the torch seem cold in comparison. 

"Recruit," Cullen greeted back with a sigh of relief. He grabbed his coat from beside the door and joined the other on the wall, looking over the beautiful scenery. "Another quiet night?" The recruit hummed thoughtfully. The sky was filled with stars, the moon right in front of them among them. Her light put a soft glow on the dark scenery in the distance. 

"Another quiet night for me and another restless one for you. Even with the Inquisitor changing the fate of Thedas, there are some things that seem to be just the same, whether someone has physically entered the Fade or not." Cullen watched the recruit keep his eyes on the stretch of land beyond the wall, even though there was very little to see. "If I may be bold, commander, I'd like to ask you something." Cullen hummed in agreement. Whatever this specific recruit wanted to talk about, it always managed to settle his nerves and put a rest to his fears, albeit temporarily. "I may be a little too old for my rank, but that has nothing to do with my skills. You come out here every night, looking almost delirious. I have seen what seeing the demons coming from the breaches can do to people, but this kind of reaction doesn't fit your profile." Cullen felt like a pinned down enemy when the recruit looked at him. "Are you trying to quit lyrium?" 

There was a steadfastness in the recruit’s eyes that made it impossible to lie. It was clear the question was a courtesy to come clean; he did not need confirmation of his suspicions. “Is it that obvious?” Cullen inquired with a heartless chuckle, trying to lighten the mood as he leaned on the stone wall, looking at the scenery again instead of the man with the piercing eyes. The recruit slowly came closer, his hand ending right next to Cullen’s, the side of Cullen’s bare hand touching the leather glove. Cullen found himself wishing the recruit was wearing less, so he could feel his body warmth on this cold night.

“Don’t worry, I have not told anyone that commander Cullen is spending his sleepless nights holding me company on nightwatch.” Cullen could feel a leather-clad finger running over his hand. When he dared to look at the other, there was no judgement, no pity. He turned his hand over and the recruit intertwined their fingers on top of the stone wall. “I just hope our nights here give you the strength to keep fighting. Even though I am no longer blinded by the Order’s indoctrination, as long as I take lyrium, I will still feel like I am in its cage.” The recruit let go of his hand and it suddenly felt really cold. “However, I am still human and still a subject of fear. Stopping…” The man sighed as he leaned on the wall. “Right now, I need to be at my best to serve the Inquisition. I just hope one day, I can be truly free.”

Cullen knew those feelings. He was all too familiar with them. He wanted to say something, but he could not lie that quitting was easy. Him being here, trying to resist the call of lyrium was the evidence of that. Then the other looked at him again with a level of adoration he had never seen before. “But if you can do it, then perhaps I can be brave enough to try.” 

Cullen reached out, holding the other’s hand again. Whatever this new physical intimacy was, remained unaddressed. However, there were other sentiments that could be named and shared. “And when you do, I hope I can return the favour,” Cullen whispered, fear of who might hear his feelings dampening his voice. They shared a smile of understanding, eyes locked and telling the things that were hard to admit verbally. When the moment dragged on too long, the spell that held them uncaring and close seemed to have lost its effect. Cullen took his hand back, eyes averting. 

There was a silence between them, only the sounds of the crackling fire filling it as the rest of Skyhold seemed to be asleep. “I think it is time you return to bed, commander.” Cullen took a deep breath and then realised he agreed. Even though his heart was still racing, it was no longer beating to the rhythm of fright. He could breathe much easier, felt the tension of his nightmare no longer pressing on every muscle in his body. He could sleep now. 

“Thank you.” He gave the recruit one last look, one last smile and then returned to his chambers. Though he did not look forward to the next time his nightmares woke him up, he was looking forward to talking to the recruit again. When he was back underneath the thick covers and closed his eyes, piercing eyes and a warm smile greeted him in his dreams.

[high5nerd]

My Top Favorite Dragon Age Fanfics!

This includes all three (soon to be four--aaah!!) games including DLCs! The list is ever growing, and because I’m a nasty little dirty ho I’m including smut fics as well, at the very end tho in case no one is interested!

Also if any fanfic readers recognize any works I’ve listed with all of my love, affection, and disgusting obsession for more, please feel free tag them so I can immediately follow them! <3

Here we go, my Top Five Favorite Dragon Age Fics!

Trust by The_Tevinter_Biscuit

Rated G, Fenris/Male!Hawke, hurt/comfort, mentions of blood, part of series

I love me a broody elf, and I also love the relationship Hawk and Fenris have if pursued in DA2. The_Tevinter_Biscuit captures the struggle of acceptance of love in this relationship inside Fenris’s perspective, which I’m such a sucker of! 

Project Elvhen: An Elvhen Lexicon by FenxShiral

Unrated (does mention genitalia terms and phrases for sex), linguistics

Does this count as non-fiction? I think this counts as a non-fiction fanfic! As a writer (and a reader that hopes to teach future kids how to speak Elvhen) this was a very interesting read on the structure of the conlang language and how it differs from English (or whichever language you programmed your game to audibly speak). I would also love to list FenxShiral’s second project on Elvhen names, but I figured one is enough! As a nerd that lives for world building to the point of speaking the language, this was definitely the first I bookmarked.

Assassins Make Good Pillows by danceswithhamsters01

Rated G, Zevran/Fem!Amell Warden, fluff, nightmares, marriage

Apparently I really am a sucker for romance. I really love this post-Origins snippet of a married life between Zevran and Amell, and how calm, quiet and comforting the tone is even when she’s struggling with nightmares. (ALSO FANG IS IN IT. DOGGO.)

Once Upon A Dream by love_in_nature

Unrated (eets got smut, HELL YEH). Slow burn, Solas/OC, Modern Girl in Thedas, Elven Inquisitor, fluff and angst I cannot stress how difficult it is to both write a modern oc in thedas fic and also read in some cases, but love_in_nature really sells it through Emma Carpenter’s struggle to accept where she is. Love_in_nature is actually one of my many fic role models to this day!

The Revelation of All Things by EllenEmbee Rated E, Graphic depictions of violence, OC Mage Fem!Lavellan/Cullen Rutherford, slow burn, PTSD, angst, addiction, fluff

Any fic really has to sell to me well to adore someone’s OC, and EllenEmbee succeeded. Evana’s questioning of religion and her reluctance to become a leader of a massive cause is not only engaging and grips you to binge the entire fic, but also you can sympathize with every struggle she goes through. And the amount of times she and Cullen give hints they like each other and don’t get it are INFURIATINGLY ADORABLE.

~And now, reader inserts, because I’m CHAOTIC~

It’s mostly Solas and Cullen cuz I couldnt find any of my boys Fenris and Zevran sowwy

Endearing Curls by  Proxinge

Rated G, Cullen Rutherford/Fem!Reader, fluff

I CANT EVEN FORM WORDS THE AMOUNT OF AWKWARDNESS FROM CULLEN. I CANT. ITS SHORT AND SWEET AND FUCK ME.

Before Dawn by EarlGreyWardens

Rated M, Cullen/Reader, morning snuggles, slight suggestions of previous sex

I often like to pretend I’m all for bed fun and then run away like Fenris but I’m a goddamn sucker for snuggle time stories. There’s literally no plot in these types of fluffy gold nuggets but the whole point is a moment to just be, and I love how well EarlGreyWardens did with this.

Dreaming With You by fatale_distraction, Keturagh, Ladyayla121, lehavashadowsun, RedInkOfShame, Tress13, serpenstone and @dragynfox​ Rated E, Solas/Fem!Reader, smut, angst, fluff

The choice of choosing which outcome after the initial chapter is phenominal. Also congrats on writing an awesome smut fic together! Writing compilations with multiple authors can be super tricky, and these fic writers knocked the roof off the house (is that the phrase?) My ultimate favorite is the fluff chapter.

[ao3feed-cassandraxfeminquisitor]

by InYourFantasyFanfics

This is where I will post all of my dragon age requests from Tumblr as well as any that are requested on here in AO3!

Words: 450, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age: Origins, Dragon Age II, Dragon Age: Inquisition

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Zevran Arainai, Alistair (Dragon Age), Leliana (Dragon Age), Morrigan (Dragon Age), Sten (Dragon Age), Fenris (Dragon Age), Isabela (Dragon Age), Varric Tethras, Aveline Vallen, Merrill (Dragon Age), Cullen Rutherford, Josephine Montilyet, Dorian Pavus, Sera (Dragon Age), Vivienne (Dragon Age), The Iron Bull (Dragon Age), Cassandra Pentaghast, Solas (Dragon Age), Cole (Dragon Age), Blackwall (Dragon Age)

Relationships: all x reader - Relationship, Zevran Arainai/Female Warden, Alistair/Female Warden (Dragon Age), Alistair/Warden (Dragon Age), Leliana/Warden (Dragon Age), Female Inquisitor/Leliana (Dragon Age), morrigan/reader, Sten/Reader, Fenris/Hawke (Dragon Age), Isabela/Reader, Female Hawke/Varric Tethras, Varric/Reader, Female Inquisitor/Cullen Rutherford, Female Inquisitor/Josephine Montilyet, Male Inquisitor/Dorian Pavus, Sera/Reader, The Iron Bull/Lavellan (Dragon Age), Female Inquisitor/Cassandra Pentaghast, Female Inquisitor/Solas (Dragon Age), Cole (Dragon Age)/Original Female Character(s), Blackwall/Female Inquisitor (Dragon Age)

[ratonnhhaketon]

Full Writing Masterpost

Full Archive of Our Own Works  &  Full Tumblr Works

~ FANFICTIONS ~

- Assassin’s Creed

Revenge Is A Fool’s Game (Connor Kenway x Original Female Character) (Ao3 or Tumblr) 

Born to two Assassins in the Colonial Brotherhood, Eleanor Price was destined for great things. That is, until the disaster at the Davenport Homestead leaves her family in hiding and her parents’ pasts long forgotten. She is determined to find and kill the men responsible for her father’s death, no matter the cost. Revenge may be a fool’s game, but Ellie plays to win. And the prize might just be a blossoming relationship with the boy training alongside her.

- Marvel

Still Breathing (Bucky Barnes x Original Female Character) (Ao3 or Tumblr) (Masterpost)

Six months after the defeat of Thanos, the world is still in chaos. The threat of the Flag Smashers combined with the new headstrong Captain America means it's time for Valencia Zicari to help save the world one more time. But, in doing so, she also has to pick up the pieces of a broken relationship.

- Red Dead Redemption 2

See The Fire In Your Eyes (Arthur Morgan x Original Female Character) (Ao3 or Tumblr) (Masterpost)

Catherine Hays grew up in a picture-perfect, high society family in Virginia. She had her whole life planned out for her and was about to get married to a man she could not stand. When her brother uncovers a murder plot and has to pay with his own life, Catherine decides she can’t continue playing along. She takes control of her own destiny and goes south to a pretty little town called Blackwater.

~ ONE SHOTS ~

- Apex Legends

It’s Always Been You (Bloodhound x Gender Neutral Reader) (Ao3 or Tumblr)

- Assassin’s Creed

Give Me Love (Connor Kenway x Original Female Character) (Ao3)

Death Doesn’t Discriminate Between the Sinners and the Saints (Connor Kenway x Original Female Character) (Ao3)

- Dragon Age

Wait For Me to Come Home (Alistair Theirin x Female Cousland) (Ao3 or Tumblr)

- Mass Effect

I’m Scared (Kaidan Alenko x Female Shepard) (Ao3 or Tumblr)

Now That It’s Over (Kaidan Alenko x Female Shepard) (Ao3 or Tumblr)

- Overwatch

Old Shadows and New Beginnings (Gabriel Reyes x Female Reader) (Ao3)

~ DRABBLES ~

- Assassin’s Creed

Frye Twins Training Sessions (Frye Twins - NO ROMANCE) (Ao3)

I Happen to be Saving Your Arse (Frye Twins - NO ROMANCE ) (Tumblr)

Secret Hidden Talents (Frye Twins - NO ROMANCE) (Tumblr)

One Rainy Night (Connor Kenway x Female Original Character) (Ao3 or Tumblr)

Snowflake On Your Nose (Connor Kenway x Female Original Character) (Tumblr)

Things You Said When You Thought I Was Asleep (Connor Kenway x Original Character) (Tumblr)

- Dragon Age

Keep Your Eyes On Me (Cullen Rutherford x Female Trevelyan) (Ao3 or Tumblr)

Helpless (Dorian Pavus x Male Trevelyan) (Ao3)

- Mass Effect

Things You Didn’t Say At All (Kaidan Alenko x Female Shepard) (Tumblr)

You’d be a Sexy Pirate (Kaidan Alenko x Female Shepard) (Tumblr)

[ao3feed-handers]

Video game characters x Reader

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2u7mEvJ

by EllanaRavenwood

Title is pretty self-explanatory!

Words: 5844, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Uncharted (Video Games), Metal Gear, 龍が如く | Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza (Video Games), Resident Evil - All Media Types, Mass Effect Trilogy, Dragon Age (Video Games), Deus Ex (Video Games), God of War (Video Games), Tomb Raider & Related Fandoms, BioShock 1 & 2 (Video Games), Dishonored (Video Games), Fables: The Wolf Among Us (Video Game), The Last of Us, And Many More - Fandom

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Samuel Drake, Nathan Drake, Victor Sullivan, Joel (The Last of Us), Ellie (The Last of Us), Elena Fisher, Rafe Adler, Nadine Ross, Chloe Frazer, Cullen Rutherford, Fenris, Solid Snake, Otacon, Garrus Vakarian, Blackwall, Iron Bull, Dorian Pavus, Sera, Anders, Hawke, Commander Shepard, Kratos, Lara Croft, Bigby Wolf, Snow White, Booker DeWitt, Jack Ryan bioshock, Kiryu Kazuma, Majima Goro, Adam Jensen, SO MANY CHARACTERS GAH, I probably forget a lot of them...

Relationships: Samuel Drake/Reader, Nathan Drake/Reader, Joel (The Last of Us)/Reader, Bigby Wolf/Reader, Solid Snake/Reader, Big Boss/Reader, Kazuhira Miller/Reader, otacon/reader, Chloe Frazer/Reader, Nadine Ross/Reader, Rafe Adler/Reader, Ellie (The Last of Us)/Reader, Revolver Ocelot/Reader, Harry Flynn/reader, Fenris/Female Hawke, Fenris/Male Hawke, Female Inquisitor/Cullen Rutherford, Blackwall/Female Inquisitor, Female Inquisitor/Iron Bull, Iron Bull/Male Inquisitor, Female Shepard/Garrus Vakarian, Male Inquisitor/Dorian Pavus, Anders/Female Hawke, Anders/Male Hawke, SO MANY RELATIONSHIP !, Requests open for them just ask, chances are I'm in the fandom of the video game ya like, Kiryu Kazuma/Reader, Majima Goro/Reader, Adam Jensen/Reader

Additional Tags: Smut, Fluff, x Reader

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2u7mEvJ

[divine-donna]

knight in shining armor

pairing: cullen rutherford x gender neutral! reader

premise: a royal au, featuring cullen as a member of your royal guard.

♡ cullen rutherford, your knight in shining armor since you were young. a righteous boy who grew up into a righteous man, protecting you from dangers beyond the walls of your castle and imperial spies.

♡ cullen rutherford, who was brash and outspoken, who would talk back to his superiors for interacting with royalty when he himself was nothing more than a peasant.

♡ cullen rutherford, a boy punished for rumors untrue.

♡ cullen rutherford, who became a knight and popular amongst your kingdom subjects.

♡ cullen rutherford, who became a hero in the war against an imposing empire that threatened to swallow your country whole. you were a hero strategist and he the heroic knight-commander.

♡ cullen rutherford, who gained a promotion from your father. “any position.” he said. it almost seemed too good to be true.

♡ cullen rutherford, who asked to be part of the royal guard. “nothing would bring me more honor than to protect you and your family, your greatness.”

♡ cullen rutherford, who also got a mabari with his promotion. he was more than ecstatic considering that he’s wanted once since he was a kid.

♡ cullen rutherford, who learns it was you who got him the mabari hound he’s wanted. your act of generosity would not go unnoticed.

♡ cullen rutherford, who participated in many tourneys representing himself. his experience gave him the upperhand against the nobles who had never even stepped foot on a battlefield.

♡ cullen rutherford, who asks for your favor. you smile cheekily and toss him the wreath of flowers. “may the maker smile upon you today.” he notices the wreath has daisies woven within it.

♡ cullen rutherford, who is assigned by your father to watch over you personally especially during the treaty signings. maker forbid something happened to you, the heir to the kingdom.

♡ cullen rutherford, who finds his love for you deepening, a love that has been building since he was a child and saw you all those years ago. he can’t help the smile that continues to form on his face. leliana and josephine are always pointing out his lovesick grin when you’re around.

♡ cullen rutherford, who continues to polish his chess skills. it drives you a little stir crazy that he has only beaten you. 10 to 0 is the current score. you’re determined to win at least one game.

♡ cullen rutherford, who finds you reading up on chess strategies and asking other people that have played him for advice on how to win. it amuses him and he decides to leave you alone.

♡ cullen rutherford, a man who feels pride when you finally beat him. you outmaneuvered him in almost every way. it was a little scary actually how you beat him.

♡ cullen rutherford, who meets you in the gardens at night. it’s just the two of you. alone. no one around. he could hear nothing but your breathing and his own and the gentle hum of insects.

♡ cullen rutherford, a boy who grew into a handsome man. the scar adorning his face added a charm to him. and his eyes were warm, gentle, inviting.

♡ cullen rutherford, whose touch put you at ease and made your skin flush. your heart would pound against your rib cage and it threatened to burst from your chest.

♡ cullen rutherford, who felt like forbidden fruit. you should be dallying someone of your status, someone born into nobility and with titles and lands. he was a man with neither (outside of his current titles, of course).

♡ cullen rutherford, who cupped your face gently. the two of you were so close. so very close. if you moved further just a little...

♡ cullen rutherford, a man surprised when he felt your lips against his. he suddenly couldn’t move, body frozen. he had become putty in your hands, maleable by your will.

♡ cullen rutherford, who kissed you back with such fervor that it felt like you were about to explode. with happiness of course.

♡ cullen rutherford, your lover. a secret affair you had to have. and sure, were you breaking your promise to your father to marry someone adequate? yes. but you knew what you felt and it would never be with any of the nobles that send proposals every day.

♡ cullen rutherford, who is content to be your lover in the shadows of the night. you were his liege. he wanted nothing to happen to you. he understood the responsibility on your shoulder.

♡ cullen rutherford, who always deflects from the rumors and questions surrounding him and his liege. people are talking. it wouldn’t be long before such whispers reached the greater nobility.

♡ cullen rutherford, who is surprised at your forwardness and openness during your name day ball. you ask him for a dance. openly. in front of all the suitors that had lined themselves up for you.

♡ cullen rutherford, who takes your hand and ignores the looks being sent his way, ignores the hushed whispers behind elegant masks and large hand fans.

♡ cullen rutherford, who utterly melts when you whisper to him, “i love you.”

♡ cullen rutherford, a man interrogated by your father because of the rumors of his liaison you. he gives vague answers that only further frustrate your father.

♡ cullen rutherford, a man saved when you enter the room and give your father clear answers. you are firm on your stance and on your love for cullen. he feels flutters in his heart watching you argue with your father. it appears you had become his knight in shining armor.

♡ cullen rutherford, a heroic knight-commander promoted to a member of the royal guard and now, your husband. he says his vows with enthusiasm and love. his whole body shakes with enthusiasm as he says, “i do.”

[bigfan-fanfic]

Windows Through the Past (HOF!Reader x Cullen Rutherford)

Requested by @iliumheightnights for  Another fic request! Cullen reuniting with his long time crush the HOF. Now the hero is a super powerful mage capable of fighting entire armies himself and he's been invited to help the inquisition for a mission?

"I believe the Commander is quite well-acquainted with this ally," Leliana smirks, still not revealing her plan, and Cullen has just about had enough of it.

She gives a giggle behind her hand once more before she states that she has invited the Hero of Ferelden himself to join the Inquisition's march on Suledin Keep.

Cullen is absolutely stunned.

And not all in anticipation of seeing the Hero again.

He had been stationed in Kinloch Hold, where the Hero had spent most of their years before the Fifth Blight took hold.

And had a quite awful experience with abominations as the Circle broke and demons ran rampant, capturing and tormenting him, using the image of the Hero himself to toy with his mind and heart.

He hadn't been kind, last he saw the Hero. And couldn't imagine that anything that Warden Amell may have heard would change that.

After all, he had acted with, shall we say, less than graceful manners at the uprising among the mages in the Gallows, and only when presented with the city's destruction did he take a stand against Meredith.

Cullen immediately resolves not to engage with the Hero. After all, he was trying to be more sensitive of the feelings of the mages serving in the Inquisition, and did not want to bring up any traumatic memories.

But then Leliana states (with an infuriatingly offhand tone) that Amell was actually quite looking forward to seeing Cullen, and now the poor man can't think at all.

It causes him no small amount of stress, puzzling over why Amell would wish to see him, and he comes to the conclusion that it's to enact justice for his crimes.

He can't even bring himself to argue this theoretical point, and resolves not to resist. He'll even alter the guard patrols to make sure Amell has a clear escape.

The Hero of Ferelden shall be his judge and executioner, a hand of the Maker given flesh.

Amell was rather stoic, last time he recalled seeing them. A side effect of the Harrowing, a temporary disorientation. But now, ten years later, the mage seemed... well, downright peppy.

Amell has decimated armies in fire, wiped out a darkspawn horde in a whirl of wind and ice, and summoned a rain of holy light, but now he - you - seem so... soft. Happy.

Cullen smiles despite himself. "You look well, Warden Commander."

"There's no need to be formal, Cullen. I've known you since your hair was still curly." you tease, and Cullen actually laughs.

"My apologies. We have not seen each other in so long, and our parting was... under unfortunate circumstances."

"I understand. I was glad to hear you were with the Inquisition."

"May I ask why?"

You tilt your head and sit. "Well... after Kinloch. I heard about you and Kirkwall. It wasn't great, what I heard."

Cullen nods. "It wasn't great living there, either."

"I feared you had lost your way, but seeing you here... working with mages once more - free mages at that! - I knew the man I once saw was still there."

"The man you once-"

"You weren't very subtle, Cullen. I know how you felt about me in Kinloch."

Cullen blushes. "My deepest apologies. I had never meant to-"

You raise a hand. "I liked you too, but... you were my jailer, Cullen, no matter how handsome and kind you were. I hoped, that after the Blight, you might come to see the truth."

He winces. "I fear I am not the man you seek yet. I... the Inquisitor asked me my view of the Circles, and I responded that I see their necessity. For teaching, for ensuring abominations do not occur."

But you are patient. Far more than Cullen deserves. "And yet you saw in the Gallows, in Kinloch, that the Circle as it is does not do that. I agree that the Circles should still exist as places of instruction and learning, but not as prisons. Not to rip children from their parents. Did you know I had a brother, Cullen?"

"N-"

"Neither did I. That I had a mother that wished to see me and a father that never got to. That Irving was tricking young mages into pursuing blood magic. That the templar order, the Chantry, wanted us all turned into Tranquil."

Cullen would've denied it if it were anyone else. But you have lived it, as he had. You say it so concisely that Cullen cannot refute it. Not now that he has seen red lyrium, seen how easily the Templars fell.

"I struggle, sometimes... knowing that the world after this Inquisition will be far different. I am trying... but I have done so much ill towards the mages. I still fear the power of magic even as I know the wrongs the Circles and the Templars have done."

You grin at him. "The Cullen I had known would not even be questioning it. You have far to travel, Cullen, but you are on the road I hoped you would be."

He looks at you and the words tumble out before he can bid them stop. "Would you ever be able to consider me something other than a jailer? I would pledge myself to you in an instant if you desired it of me."

Immediately Cullen winces in horror, ashamed of his outburst, of asking this of you considering your history together, but you simply tilt your head.

"How about we simply see what the new world after the Inquisition holds? Continue on your path, and I shall endeavor to help you see the signposts. And perhaps someday I might see you as a companion."

Cullen nods. "Then let us proceed with the battle plans, Ser. We must hasten the new dawn."

[iliumheightnights]

You’re terrible at cards | Cullen Rutherford x Male!Reader

Fandom: Dragon Age Inquisition

Pairing: Cullen Rutherford x Male!Reader

Summary: After a game of wicked grace, Cullen has to make a decision.

Warnings: Smut (18+)

A/N: I LOVE dragon age and Cullen should have been Bi and I know about the files and all that but still. Let my male inky romance him. I don’t really know how I feel about this. Smut still isn’t my strong suit but hey...I wanted to try.

He should have known better. He REALLY should have known better. Cullen knew he was no good at cards, it was one of the main reasons why he never played. Yet somehow, here he was sitting here down to his knickers while Josephine looked at him with eyes filled with murder. Who would have known the lady ambassador would have knocked down any respect he had earned from the inner circle. “You can always tap out commander.” That was a challenge, he’d know one anywhere. “I can do it, ambassador.” Her smile was like a viper. “We shall see, Commander.” Her words like knives. Cullen in fact, could not do it.

That’s how he found himself fully naked and currently still in the kitchen. The rest of the group had dispersed much to Cullen’s relief. He couldn’t get over the way he practically had his ass handed to him by Josephine. Damn that woman, but he was also glad they chose her as their ambassador now. Dorian and Bull made sure to make some comments towards him before they had left, their comments made him flush. With a sigh he stood and reached for his clothes. However he discovered his clothes which he kneetly put in a pile under the table had been taken, in their place was a note. You lost for a reason curly ;). “Varrick.” That damn dwarf, he knew the writer was probably laughing.

Quickly sitting back down in the chair, he pulled into the table. He tried to cover himself as much as he could. He didn’t want anyone to see him. He started to think of ways to get back to his quarters. He’d have to either go through the library or all the way outside. Either way it was too long and too many people were in the way. “Maker, what am I going to do.” He looked around trying to find something...anything to cover himself. No such luck. He already was embarrassed enough, he didn’t want to be the laughing stock of the inquisition. He was the commander for maker’s sake!

Then it hit him. The inquisitor. (Y/N) hadn’t been able to attend the game of wicked grace thanks to some business he had to finish up. Maybe he’d be able to help. Cullen didn’t like the idea of showing up at his quarters naked. He and the man had only just begun taking their relationship from a friendship to a romantic one, this would be a big deal. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.” looking around, he quickly stood up and booked it to the hallway. Once he reached the end of the hall, he looked into the grand hallway making sure no one would notice him enter the inquisitor’s door, naked, at night. No way that could be taken wrong at all. When he saw there was no one in the great hall he ran as fast as he could to the door, pushing it open before slamming it shut. After closing the door, he leaned against it panting hard. He wasn’t worn out from the run, but from the anxiety of the situation.

Turning to the stairway, he began the long climb to the inquisitor’s chamber. He wondered what (Y/N) would think when he knocked on his door, bare naked. Would he be disgusted? Would he turn him away? Cullen shook his head at that, of course he wouldn’t. (Y/N) wasn’t that kind of man. If anything he would probably make jokes about the situation. Cullen sighed as he mentally prepared himself for the comments that were to come.

Reaching the top of the stairs, he slowly approached the door. Taking a deep breath he knocked on the door and covered himself with his hands. “I’ll be right there.” He heard the man yell from inside the room. Maker, Cullen couldn’t believe this was happening. Maybe if he turned around and left really fast he could find another way. Before he could talk himself through with that plan, the door opened. “Yes-” (Y/N) stared at Cullen, his face was definitely surprised with what he saw. Cullen’s heart was racing now. (Y/N) smirked. “Is it my birthday already?”

Cullen blushed and it felt like his whole body went red. He was barely covering himself with his hands. “C-can. May I please have a change of clothes?” Cullen asked, his voice caught in his throat. This was so embarrassing for him. “Ah but I like you like this.” (Y/N) said before moving out of the way letting him in. “Go on up. I’ll lock the door.” (Y/N) Said. Cullen did as he was told and walked up the stairs to the rest of the room, unaware that (Y/N) was watching how his ass jiggled the entire way up the stairs.

Cullen stood in the middle of the inquisitor's room. He didn’t sit on anything because he didn’t want to make it awkward. “I-I apologize that you must see me this way. It’s not very charming.” (Y/N) let a laugh out. “Oh I think this is very charming. Maybe I should make this your new uniform.” Cullen blushed and wanted to die. “I’m just teasing. I’d never get work done if that happened.” Cullen saw the smirk on the man’s face. “So tell me, what got you into this situation?” The commander wanted to rub the back of his neck from the embarrassing story, but if he did he’d be taking away one of the only things covering his privates.

Cullen told (Y/N) the entire story of how he ended up like that. The entire time (Y/N) was trying his best not to laugh. Cullen also noticed how he would take quick glances to his lower regions, he was not subtle at all. “Cullen, You know I love you but why in the world would you agree to a game of wicked grace with Varrick? You’re terrible at cards!” Cullen looked down at the ground. He was terrible at cards. Then he felt his head be moved so he was looking into his boyfriend's eyes. “Not that I’m complaining. I quite enjoy this look.” Cullen’s blush burned even brighter. “Are you sure you want to get dressed so fast?” (Y/N) started to slowly move his hands down lower. “You look a little stressed, maybe you need some release.” His hands slipping lower. “I want to help you get de-stressed.” His hands were on top of Cullen’s, just waiting for the commanders answer. “I-I...We shouldn’t.” Cullen didn’t looked away from (Y/N)’s face. “Why shouldn’t we?” Cullen gulped. “Because I’m the commander of the inquisition and you’re-” (Y/N) interrupted him. “I’m the man that is hopelessly in love with you. Not the inquisitor, not the herald. I’m (Y/N). And I am so deeply in love with you, Cullen.”

That was all Cullen needed to hear. It was like a confirmation of something he didn’t know he needed to hear. After hearing his boyfriend’s talk, Cullen straightened out and grabbed the man’s hands. He stood there naked in front of his boyfriend, no ounce of shame anymore. “Perhaps, It would be a good idea to get de-stressed.” (Y/N) smirked before pushing Cullen onto his bed. “Then I guess it’s only fair if I get undressed too.” Cullen watched in awe as the man in front of him began to undress slowly. It started with his shoes and socks, then his shirt, then pants, then finally...the underwear. Cullen breath hitched, he had never seen (Y/N) nude before so seeing him now...was special. “Like what you see, my lion?” He crawled onto Cullen. “Very much so inqui- (Y/N).” (Y/N) smiled before he pulled the man into a passionate kiss. The commander could feel the hard cock of (Y/N) rub against his own. He grabbed the back of his lover's head, pulling him into an even deeper kiss.

(Y/N) pulled out of the kiss and began to make his way downward. He kissed Cullen’s neck. Then the next was on his chest. Then his stomach, until finally he came to Cullen’s hard member. “Looks like someone’s excited to see me.” He took his tongue and licked the length of it before taking it into his mouth. Cullen let out a moan, it had been such a long time since he felt anything like this. It was a breath of fresh air. “Maker’s breath, That feels so good.” He grabs onto (Y/N)’s head again and keeps him placed around his cock. He wasn’t wanting him to go anywhere. His lover continued to bob his head up and down on his straining member. “Maker I’m going-” Before he could even finish his sentence he came, filling (Y/N)’s mouth with cum. Cullen was embarrassed, he should have given more warning. The look on (Y/N)’s face however, showed that he wasn’t mad. “I’m glad you enjoyed that. Now-” He stood and sat on the bed, spreading his leg and grabbing hold of his own hard cock. “Would you please return the favor?” He had a cocky grin on his face and it made Cullen weak at the knees. Cullen had never done anything with a man before, so all of this was new to him. He was a little nervous but luckily his boyfriend was with him along the way, encouraging him. Rolling over and getting onto his knees, Cullen tried to recreate what (Y/N) had done for him not long before. He grabbed the straining member in front of him and looked at it. Suddenly he felt a hand on his. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. We can take this slower if you want.” Cullen smiled at his lover. “No, I want to. I just have never done this before.” Before (Y/N) could say anything else Cullen ran his tongue up (Y/N)’s shaft, just like the man had done for him earlier. “Oh..Oh. That’s good.” Cullen smirked before letting his mouth surround the man’s cock. He immediately felt it, and it felt good. He began to bob his head, his pace speeding up. He looked up so his eyes made contact with (Y/N)’s. “Oh Maker, Cullen keep going. Please.” He noticed how (Y/N) gripped the bed sheets. Cullen was getting into it, he hadn’t figured he’d enjoy this as much as he was. Suddenly he felt his face get pushed up and (Y/N) thrusted into his mouth. “Oh fuck me!” Cullen choked a bit on the length and pulled off, gasping for air. “Oh god I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” Cullen let a small laugh escape. “I’m alright. Sorry, I haven’t done this before so I’m not as prepared as you are.”  (Y/N) gently grabbed Cullen’s face. “You are amazing. Don’t worry there’s plenty of time for practice for now, let’s make sure you don’t choke again.” The two laughed at that. “What were you thinking?” (Y/N) slid Cullen’s hands to his aching hard on. “I still need release. But I want you to do it. Touch me, Commander.” Cullen gripped the hard on. “Is that an order?” Once again, (Y/N) bucked into his hand. “Yes, commander.” The man smirked at his lover and began to jack him off. “I love you.” (Y/N) leaned into Cullen’s mouth and pressed a kiss against his lips. “I love you too, now get me off.” 

If anyone saw the Commander walk out of the inquisitor's room the following morning dressed in the inquisitor’s clothes and walking a little weird they didn’t say anything. Leliana would however make sure to speak of it with Cassandra and Josephine. “You did good work. Was it all part of the plan?” Josephine smirked. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

[freestyle-crocodile-trashpile]

Could I request dorian, bull, and Cullen with a lover who has a massive set of horns (no mentions of race plz, no this isn't for an oc of mine WHAT?!)

Like multiple horns all massive, they gotta work out their neck muscles so they're head doesn't just go splat into their shoulders lmao

[A/n: I love giving my ocs horns it's so fun. Thank you for requesting]

Summary:You have massive horns all over yourself

Type:Hcs:Dorian X M!Reader: Iron Bull X GN!Reader: Cullen X GN!Reader

Iron bull

He loves it

Since now he's not the only only one with cool horns

Bonus points if you're not a Qunari

If you're not really sure how to properly care for them and stuff, he'll make sure to get you the best stuff for your horns

Dorian

The moment he got the chance, he touched your horns

He's just so fascinated with all the horns, especially if you're not a Qunari

He likes to decorate them

And help you take care of them, it's relaxing to him

Cullen

He was abit worried at first, since you had so many horns

Even for a Qunari

But eventually, he got more interested with your horns, and started to wonder more about it

He'll definitely ask Solas about it

[A/n:Sorry if it's short, I didn't really know what to put. I hope you enjoyed]

[ao3feed-shakarian]

Video game characters x Reader

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2u7mEvJ

by EllanaRavenwood

Title is pretty self-explanatory!

Words: 5865, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Uncharted (Video Games), Metal Gear, 龍が如く | Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza (Video Games), Resident Evil - All Media Types, Mass Effect Trilogy, Dragon Age (Video Games), Deus Ex (Video Games), God of War (Video Games), Tomb Raider & Related Fandoms, BioShock 1 & 2 (Video Games), Dishonored (Video Games), Fables: The Wolf Among Us (Video Game), The Last of Us, And Many More - Fandom

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Samuel Drake, Nathan Drake, Victor Sullivan, Joel (The Last of Us), Ellie (The Last of Us), Elena Fisher, Rafe Adler, Nadine Ross, Chloe Frazer, Cullen Rutherford, Fenris, Solid Snake, Otacon, Garrus Vakarian, Blackwall, Iron Bull, Dorian Pavus, Sera, Anders, Hawke, Commander Shepard, Kratos, Lara Croft, Bigby Wolf, Snow White, Booker DeWitt, Jack Ryan bioshock, Kiryu Kazuma, Majima Goro, Adam Jensen, SO MANY CHARACTERS GAH, I probably forget a lot of them...

Relationships: Samuel Drake/Reader, Nathan Drake/Reader, Joel (The Last of Us)/Reader, Bigby Wolf/Reader, Solid Snake/Reader, Big Boss/Reader, Kazuhira Miller/Reader, otacon/reader, Chloe Frazer/Reader, Nadine Ross/Reader, Rafe Adler/Reader, Ellie (The Last of Us)/Reader, Revolver Ocelot/Reader, Harry Flynn/reader, Fenris/Female Hawke, Fenris/Male Hawke, Female Inquisitor/Cullen Rutherford, Blackwall/Female Inquisitor, Female Inquisitor/Iron Bull, Iron Bull/Male Inquisitor, Female Shepard/Garrus Vakarian, Male Inquisitor/Dorian Pavus, Anders/Female Hawke, Anders/Male Hawke, SO MANY RELATIONSHIP !, Requests open for them just ask, chances are I'm in the fandom of the video game ya like, Kiryu Kazuma/Reader, Majima Goro/Reader, Adam Jensen/Reader

Additional Tags: Smut, Fluff, x Reader

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2u7mEvJ