#cullen x avenia

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Sad Drabble List

(this is a drabble list focusing on sad and heartbreaking quotes. some from movies, song lyrics, tv shows and personal.)

“You can do better than me.”

“Did I change or did you just stop loving me.”

“You were merely wishing for the end of pain, the monster said. Your own pain. An end to how it isolated you. It is the most human wish of all.”

“I just want to feel like I belong.”

“I wonder if you know what you are doing to me.”

“I did everything right for someone that does everything wrong.”

“Yesterday, I was sad. Today, I am happy. Yesterday, I had a problem. Today, I still have the same problem.”

“I guess that’s what saying good-bye is always like–like jumping off an edge. The worst part is making the choice to do it. Once you’re in the air, there’s nothing you can do but let go.”

“Tears come from the heart and not from the brain.”

“Sometimes it takes losing something to realize what you’ve had.”

“They don’t love me,they know me when they need me.”

“My tears are like anchors that sink my heart to the depths of the deepest ocean.”

“Breathing is hard. When you cry so much, it makes you realize that breathing is hard.”

“As the light begins to intensify, so does my misery, and I wonder how it is possible to hurt so much when nothing is wrong.”

“This is what it felt like to have a broken heart. It felt less like a cracking down the middle and more like she had swallowed it whole and it sat bruised and bleeding in the pit of her stomach.”

“The sun kept on with its slipping away, and I thought how many small good things in the world might be resting on the shoulders of something terrible.”

“But grief makes a monster out of us sometimes … and sometimes you say and do things to the people you love that you can’t forgive yourself for.”

“A lot of you cared, just not enough.”

“You were merely wishing for the end of pain, the monster said. Your own pain. An end to how it isolated you. It is the most human wish of all.”

“The marks humans leave are too often scars.”

“Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.”

“There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.”

“Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.”

“The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.”

“One thing you can’t hide - is when you’re crippled inside.”

“You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.”

“Sometimes, you gotta pretend everything’s okay.”

“At some point, you have to realize that some people can stay in your heart but not in your life.”

“No amount of sleep in the world could cure the tiredness I feel.”

“You’re scared to tell people how much it hurts, so you keep it all to yourself.”

“The only thing standing between me and total happiness is reality.”

“Everytime people ask me if I’m okay, it’s just a reminder that I’m not.”

“I need a break from the loneliness that is totally consuming me.”

"I hate getting flashbacks from things that I don’t want to remember.”

“Why does it always rain on me?”

“I don’t want to be fucked up anymore.”

“No one wants to be fucked up, but sometimes it’s the easiest way to be, and that’s the heartbreaking part of it all.”

“You can spend the rest of your life being afraid of people rejecting you. You have to start by not rejecting yourself. You don’t deserve it.”

“When you’ve lived in someone’s shadow for a long time, you kind of get used to it.”

“You would be surprised what lengths people will go to not face what’s real and painful inside them.”

“Her illness had nothing to do with her wanting to be thin, but her having control of what happened to her body.”

“Everyone’s crazy. Everyone has to struggle and fight. They just haven’t realized it yet. At least you have.”

“From now on, people can either accept me for who I am, or they can fuck off.”

“Don’t ever keep anyone in your life that makes you feel less than human. It will never be worth it.”

“There are times when I can’t stop speaking, when a million words leave my mouth in a matter of seconds… a million words that mean nothing… but when I want to find some words that mean everything, I just can’t speak. Like: I miss you. Like: I love you. Like: My world is falling apart and I need you by my side.” 

“You can’t fix other people until you’ve fixed yourself.”

“I’m only human and I make mistakes.”

“When I was younger, I used to envy my sister and her popularity but as I got older I saw that she was only popular for her looks and the way she acted with the boys. I remember crying about how I thought she might have been taken advantage of and when I confronted her, she stabbed me and that’s how I got the scar.”

“When I look around, I see that everyone’s the protagonist of their own story. And the thing about stories is that not all of them have a happy ending. But some do.”

“I can be such a horrible person sometimes. But I think we all are underneath. Sometimes. I only say bad things here. Never to people’s faces. I’ve had that much crap said to me I don’t want anyone sitting in their bedroom feeling shit because of me. Couldn’t live with that.”

“There is three types of pain, one ends in death, one ends in tears and the other ends in change.”

“The worst thing about being alone is that nobody is there to pick you up when you need somebody. Instead you’re wiping your own tears away.”

“We all kept checking under the bed for monsters but we never checked inside our heads.”

“It’s like you’re screaming but no one can hear you.”

“I think about the end just way too much but it’s fun to fantasise.”

“Why don’t you trust me? Last time you didn’t I got stabbed. I was right before yet you wouldn’t let your guard down and I got hurt.”

“I don’t want to be here, if I can’t be with you.”

“I’m okay, well not okay but I’m surviving and that’s all that matters.”

“Maybe I just don’t belong here with you. Maybe I’m just meant to be alone.”

“My own family abandoned me, so sorry if I’m a little upset at your family get together.”

“the human body is brilliant, it can give life yet just as quick it can take it away.”

“I don’t want to be a mess, crying myself to sleep every night. Praying for it all to end.”

“this was my one chance to prove myself and I blew it.”

“All these things you say when you call yourself worthless and ugly, could you ever say them to your 10 year old self, if she was sat in front of you would you say those words?”

“How can you give me so much pleasure but cause me so much pain.”

“Tell me you love me, come back and haunt me.”

“Life goes on but it gets so heavy.”

“I lied? I’m really not okay at all.”

“I’m sorry I’m such a mess.”

“Nobody wants someone who is broken.”

“I just want to be okay.”

“Tell me some things last.”

“I’m not worth it.”

“I don’t want us to drift apart.”

“Don’t let us fall apart, you’re all I have.”

“There’s no me without you.”

“Are we too far gone?”

“I can’t make you love me.”

“I feel like I’m drowning when I’m not with you.”

“What do I see in you?”

“Just leave me behind, there’s nothing left to save.”

“Save yourself, you don’t deserve to live inside my hell.”

“It’s too late for you to save me.”

“I am a monster, I’ll hurt you.”

“The only thing I know how to feel is pain.”

“Just let me be, okay?”

“No one knows what goes on inside my head.”

“How do you run from your own mind?”

“What’s wrong with me?”

“Am I supposed to watch you leave?”

“Don’t let me go.”

“Do you look at me differently, now that you see what I can be?”

“I cannot carry the weight of a heavy world.”

“The thoughts in my head won’t go away.  I don’t know how much longer I can fight them off.”

“I’m tired of waking up in tears.”

“I’m no stranger to the heart ache and the pain.”

“I’m sick of the past I can’t erase.”

“The more i try to move on, the more I feel alone.”

“Will I ever love again?”

“Please don’t give up on me.”

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Avenia Trevelyan

After the Conclave she was traveling with the rebel mages and after they died she stayed with Inquisition soldiers so her outfits are mirroring her current situation. 

Her clothes are torn and hastily sewn back together, they have holes in them and definitely not fit her perfectly. Most of the time she wears clothing made for men and the only thing that keeps the garments from falling off of her is a belt, firmly clasped at her middle. 

She wears multiple socks so the bigger boots don’t injure her feet and it’s warmer like this, too.

Her only expensive clothes are her underwear she bought from her leftover money she got from home before the Circles rebelled. They’re silk, smooth and lined with lace. And Orlesian of course. Sadly she only has a few pair of them now.

She has a sea blue vest she brought with herself to the Circle when she was still little. It was her older sister’s. It’s too small on her chest now, she can’t button it up because her breasts are in the way but she happily wears it from time to time still. 

She got a chainmail from the Commander when they started traveling with the Inquisition soldiers so at least she has some protection besides her magic. It’s light enough for her to move relatively freely but it’s a bit rusty now from the constant melting snow and blood. 

She’s found a thick velvet coat in an abandoned cottage when they were on the road with the soldiers. The sleeves fit her perfectly even if it’s middle is a bit large for her slender waist. 

She wears sleeveless gloves so she can cast her spells without setting the gloves on fire and she can heal a wound without wasting time for pulling them off.

When she and Cullen get closer to each other she happily steals his shirts and wears them as her own. She returns them only when his scent wears off. The most fun part is that Cullen doesn’t even notice it. 

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A coin, a message and a scout        — Part 1

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“We don’t know what you’ll face before the end. This cant hurt.”

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A little sneak peek of my art for Your Healing Touches. I’m so excited to share the story with you, I’ve been rewriting it for quite some time now and Act I is almost finished so I thought I’d share some art with you until I finish the rest.

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OC Interview: Avenia Trevelyan

I was tagged by the amazing @schoute, thank you so much! <3

The rules: Answer the following questions as your OC of choice.

I chose Avenia because I feel Delia gets all the attention with the memes :���)

For the sake of this thing please pretend that Avenia and Cullen are on their way towards Skyhold in the middle of winter and it’s set in the healing touches AU. 

1. What’s your name?

*Glances at the Commander,*

“Um... Avenia. Just Avenia.”

2. Do you know why you are named that?

“Well, I have three brothers and they all have names beginning with an M: Maxwell, Marcus and Martyn. My mother wanted her only daughter to have something different.”

*She shrugs.*

“My father wanted to call me Maddalena.”

3. Are you single or taken?

“Everywhere I go disaster follows, so I might say we’re in a close relationship. But seriously, everybody I knew is dead. 

4. Have any abilities or powers?

*She leans closer and whispers,*

“We should not talk about this near him,” *she points a finger behind her at the Commander.* “He’s very uncomfortable when the word MAGIC falls out of someone’s mouth.”

*Cullen jumps as she nearly shouts that one cursed word. He looks at her and frowns, disappointed.*

“Okay, okay. I’m a mage. This should be enough.”

5. Stop being a Mary Sue.

“I don’t know her.”

6. What’s your eye color?

“Come closer and tell me what you see. Is it red? No? Good. It will be very soon.”

7. How about your hair color?

“Don’t you have eyes?” *Sigh* “Red.”

8. Have any family members?

“Well I already told you I have parents and three brothers so yes. Quite a lot of family members. And don’t let me get started about my uncle Gregor, the black sheep of the family or my aunt who married an Orlesian marquis and now uses his sovereigns to buy her nugs tiny little dresses.”

9. Oh? How about any pets?

“Sadly the Circle didn’t allowed pets and after my escape I was too busy to have one. But I wanted to own a horse in all my life. My family is quite fond of horses, you know?”

10. That’s cool, I guess. Now tell me something you don’t like.

“Ah... The cold? Oh and Red Templars! Or Templars in general.”

*She looks at the Commander and he arches an eyebrow curiously.*

“Templars with one or two exceptions.”

11. Do you have any activities/hobbies that you like to do?

“I like wine. Is drinking considered a hobby?”

12. Have you hurt anyone in any way before?

*Looks at blood-stained skirt.* 

“Uh I did but I didn’t want to!”

13. Ever… killed anyone before?

“Does self defense count?”

14. What kind of animal are you?

“The Commander says I snore like a dragon. I hope he’s lying but being an actual dragon would be amazing.”

*The Commander smirks a little behind her.*

15. Name your worst habits?

“Accidentally setting people on fire. And touching my hair all the time.”

16. Do you look up to anyone at all?

“I’m traveling with him for two weeks now. “

*She points a finger at the Commander behind her.* 

 “He’s quite tall.”

17. Are you gay, straight or bisexual?

“I had quite some adventures in the Circle, if you know what I mean.”

*She winks and the Commander lets out a loud sigh.* 

“Bisexual.”

18. Do you go to school?

“Well, I did if the Circle counts but running from Templars don’t allow much time to study nowadays.”

19. Ever want to marry and have any kids one day?

“I’m an apostate. I have maybe two percent chance to live through the year. But maybe one day, maybe when the world changes.”

20. Do you have any fangirls/fanboys?

“Oh, definitely!” *She turns towards Cullen with a wide grin.* “He can’t take his eyes off of me.”

*Cullen groans.*

21. What are you most afraid of?

*She looks at the Commander, at his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. She closes her eyes for a moment and exhales.*

“Um... spiders?”

22. What do you usually wear?

*Shrugs and opens her arms, looking down at herself.* “These rags. Oh and silk Orlesian panties.”

*The Commander’s cheeks turn into a lovely shade of dark pink. She smirks.*

23. What one food tempts you?

“We’ve been living on dried meat and salted fish for weeks. I could eat anything properly cooked.”

24. Am I annoying you?

“Not at all.” *She lowers her voice so the Commander can’t hear her.* “But I think he doesn’t like you. Don’t worry, he doesn’t like me either.”

25. Well, it’s still not over!

“Then we should send him to collect firewood.” 

*Cullen frowns again and crosses his arms in front of his chest.* “I prefer keeping an eye on you all the time.”

“Okay, he’s right. When I wasn’t with him he almost died. Twice.”

26. What class are you (low/middle/high)?

“Uh, apostate?”

27. How many friends do you have?

*She turns around, stops for a moment to look at Cullen and then turns back.*

“I have many!” *She clears her throat.*

28. What are your thoughts on pie?

“Do you have some? Give me all of it, I’m starving!”

29. Favourite drink?

“Any Vint I can afford.”

30. What’s your favourite place?

“Ostwick’s Circle had a huge library. It was perfect for studying and doing other activities in the dimly lit corners behind the shelves.”

31. Are you interested in anyone?

*Her eyes quickly flick at the Commander and back. Then again.*

“No, my type is definitely not blond, hazel eyed and starving for redemption.” *Coughs nervously.*

*Cullen’s ears turn even more pink.*

32. That was a stupid question…

“Yeah, please give me the next one!” 

*Now she’s flushed, too and fans herself with her hand, despite the cold wind.*

33. Would you rather swim in the lake or the ocean?

“Once I fell into the ocean from a ship and I didn’t like it. So I guess swimming in a lake.”

*Cullen chuckles behind her.*

34. What’s your type?

“Type of what? Romantic interest? Well, it’s not him if you wonder. Definitely not him. Or anyone looking similar like him. You know what, next question!” *She points a finger behind her and looks down, face read as her hair.*

35. Any fetishes?

*Cullen coughs like he’s choking on his own saliva.*

“Are you serious?” *She sighs.* “I’m not answering this.”

36. Camping indoors or outdoors?

“Does this forest looks like some fancy Orlesian castle? No. So camping outdoors it is.”

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Tagging: @magpiesandmabari, @gingerbreton, @a-shakespearean-in-paris, @dickeybbqpit, @laurelsofhighever

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Last line meme

I was tagged by @laurelsofhighever and @dickeybbqpit, thank you so much! <3

I’m overly excited so you get not one but three paragraphs from Your Healing Touches:

She catches him staring and turns towards the Commander but he keeps the eye-contact, steady and confident, even if he feels his cheeks becoming warmer and warmer as seconds pass. Thank the Maker for the fire—he’s blushing like a child who broke something and is waiting for his parents to shout at him. It’s uncomfortable, her gaze, but he’s the Commander, he’s been in worse situations before. So he stares and doesn’t even blink as the fire crackles in front of him, and on the other side of it she burns too, a ginger mage, her hair and eyes as fiery as the magic she wields, the flames she can bring alive with a flick of her fingers.

The archer starts talking again, another ridiculous story from the barracks back in Skyhold and the moment passes, but he still sees the pair of golden eyes shining in front of him, even if her attention is now turned to the other man. That’s the time when he decides that she’s no one like he’s ever seen, that she’s like a storm pressed into a human body and it waits for the perfect time to snap.

She’s dangerous and he doesn’t like danger anymore.

Tagging you back and also @gingerbreton, @magpiesandmabari and @schoute

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ship-a-thon

Tagged by @gingerbreton, thank you so much and I’m sorry this took me forever! <3

1. First ship you ever wrote fic for:

I think it was Cullen x Inquisitor when I was on my second playthrough of DA:I. I needed some fluff after the heartbreak Trespasser caused me with my solavellan romance and Cullen and a mage Trevelyan held good potential. I started with little snippets and ficlets until my healing touches au came into my mind. (I’m still writing that story, but I’m slow af.)

2. Ship you write the most now

Alistair x Warden. Absolutely. They’re such a good ship I can’t not write snippets for them from time to time. (And I think I’m obsessed with my Cousland a little too much.) 

3. Ship you read the most now:

Hm, I think this is Alistair x Warden, too? I used to read tons of solavellan and Cullen fics (and I still do) but as I said, Alistair stole my heart and my Cousland’s forever.

4. Newest ship:

Brienne x Jaime form Game of Thrones. I liked their dynamics from the start and they clearly respect each other and I just love both of them as characters. I shipped them since season 3 I guess, (or season 4?) but after the 2nd episode of season 8 I was screaming inside again when they finally interacted after a really long time. They grew a lot through the series (especially Jaime) and I’m all in for their character development. 

I just want them to smooch, just once, okay?

5. Rare ship you wanna read more of:

Solas with non-Lavellan OCs, especially if he has a relationship with a human. He, an ancient elf who is so proud--of himself and his people too--and he falls in love with someone he despised earlier. Just endless angst and pining. Perfect.

The other is Alistair x Inquisitor. How they meet, how he suffers from the Calling and the Inquisitor from the Anchor, how they still grieve after they lost their loved ones (the Warden and Clan Lavellan), THE FADE... Aaahh just so much potential, so much possibility for that sweet-sweet angst.

6. Your taboo ship:

I think I don’t have one, I just ship whoever I think would make a good couple with someone. It’s not necessarily a healthy relationship of course, but I love good stories more than happy endings so...

7. They never met in canon ship:

Cullen x Avenia (my mage OC). In that worldstate Max is Inquisitor and she died at the Conclave with the rest of the mages so they could’ve never met in canon.

8. Your unexpected ship:

Blackwall x Adaar. I made a Qunari Inquisitor just to romance him. I love stories with different characters falling in love and they’d make such a nice couple. I’m not a huge fan of Blackwall but he deserves a big lady who can crush anyone with her thighs.

9. The ship you always forget to give love to:

Merribela and f!Hawke x Varric. I played DA2 only once (I loved it nonetheless) but I forget to think about them as often as I do with my main ships. Oh, and Blackwall x Adaar. Give me some giant ladies and that beardy man.

10. Ship your OC with a canon character (if applicable):

We do this all the time with Dragon Age sooo...

11. Ship you’re embarrassed to ship:

I ship something because I like it and I have no shame doing what makes me happy.

12. Your most romantic ship:

Any ship with Alistair, really. It’s just has everything I want in a god romance: a caring, honest man with good humor, fighting in battles together, traveling and of course drama and tragedy. *chef kiss*

13. Your sexiest ship:

Cullen x Avenia, definitely. There is so much tension between them, it’s delicious.

14. Your most tragic ship:

Solavellan won first place in this, I think you all know why. The second is Alistair x Cousland remaining Grey Wardens. There is sooo much angst.

15. A ship you want more content for:

As I said earlier, Alistair x Inquisitor and Blackwall x Adaar, I just love them.

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Your Healing Touches  Part 1.

Main pairing: Cullen Rutherford x Avenia Trevelyan Rating: M  Word count: 1300~

Summary:  Traveling with a bloody Templar is all a rebel mage could ask for.

About this AU: Avenia is a mage Trevelyan who escaped the Ostwick Circle after it's fall. She traveled to Ferelden with a group of other rebel mages and she started working as a healer as they journeyed from town to town. One night their camp got ambushed and the bandits killed everyone except her. She got rescued by a group of Inquisition soldiers and they took her in to help them heal the wounded. Cullen is still the Commander of the Inquisition's forces, but he goes on important missions with his soldiers. Now they're sent to Ferelden because the Inquisitor wants to find his lost sister.

Sooo this story will explore how Cullen grows to like his mage companion after all that shit happened to him in Kinloch Hold and Kirkwall.

14th of Wintermarch, 9:42 Dragon

She grabs the hilt of the dagger, and then, without a warning, she pulls it out swiftly, the man with curly, dark hair lying in front of her crying out in surprise rather than pain. She quickly presses her hand to the wound and closes her eyes, the strange pull of her magic already buzzing in the air and sparkling in her fingertips. She channels her healing magic into the man’s thigh, slowly stopping the bleeding and patching up the wound. The dagger not went too deep, so it was not a difficult task for her.

After agonizingly slow minutes, only a small, faint scar is left at the previous place where the blade sank into his flesh.

She lets out a soft sigh, already feeling exhausted and empty. Using her healing magic so many times in the previous hours drained her mana completely and the lack of sleep in the last two days doesn’t help either. She grips the edge of the makeshift bed and sits down on the cold ground next to it, her legs aren't able to hold her weight any longer.

“Thank you, lass” the man smiles down at her, then leans forward and touches the fresh, pink tissue on his left thigh through the huge hole on his torn and blood-soaked trousers. “You’re really good at this.”

“No problem” she breathes, then pulls up her legs and hugs them, resting her chin on the top of her knees, trying to slow her breathing.

“Are you all right?” the man seems concerned for a second, his pale blue eyes examining her face and trembling lips.

“I’m just tired, that’s a…” her response is interrupted by a loud thud as a man lifts the flap of the tent and steps inside in full armor, still covered with small blood-stains and dirt from their previous battle. He rests one of his hands on the pommel of his sword, and when his gaze falls upon her, his grip tightens on it immediately. She knows this man too well. The bloody Templar, all in his glory.

“What in the Maker’s name do you think you are doing?” he frowns at them, his eyebrows knitted together, almost trapping the curly strand of golden hair falling into his forehead between them.

“Using forbidden magic? Luring your men into my bed to use them for blood sacrifices?” She shakes her head slowly, already too tired to properly argue with him. “Saving lives, maybe?” She mutters finally.

“I told you we’ll survive without your help, Avenia.”

“You’re too hard on her, Commander” the dark haired man interrupts him. “You didn’t see the blasted thing in my leg, half an hour earlier!” He turns towards the woman first, then glances up at the Commander again, lips pulling into a mischievous smirk. “Do you want one in yours, too?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Rylen.” he huffs, not amused of the situation. There are three people in the tent, but only two of them is having fun in playing with his nerves. “You are my second in command, but I can still send you somewhere to dig latrines with the other soldiers.”

Rylen gets up from the small cot and reaches for Avenia’s hand to help her stand up. She is still tired, but the day is not over yet. The dark haired man lifts her hand to his lips and presses a light kiss to the back of her palm.

“Thank you, Healer” he releases her hand, and then turns to the Commander. “And you should respect her, Cullen. You owe her your life, too.”

Rylen walks out of the tent, leaving the healer and Cullen in complete silence, Avenia grinning into her palm like an idiot and the Commander frowning. The woman coughs, trying to hide her amusement and looks up at the man, eyes still sparkling. Oh, she loves making him angry.

Cullen’s eyebrows now touch, drawing a deep valley into his forehead with smaller wrinkles. Maker, he is furious now, and Avenia wants to laugh into this face.

What Rylen said was true: she saved his life once, even if he was unconscious and she didn’t want to. The battle with a bunch of renegade Templars was though that day. Those men were stronger and quicker than any of the Commander’s troops or Cullen himself and he got beaten up very badly. That night she patched a huge wound on his side, stopped the inner bleeding and tried to fix his ripped upper lip, too. (But she messed up that part, and it left a sexy scar and she hated herself for it.)

The man still doesn't say anything so Avenia busies herself with organizing the parchments and small flasks of potions and salves on her makeshift-desk. The clinking of plate armor stirs the silence as Cullen walks closer, his hand still resting on the hilt of his sword, ready to draw it out at any moment. The Healer only glances at him from the corner of her eyes and then continues her task. He does this every time they are in the same room and Avenia always reads his body-language like an open book. Maybe he is afraid of her power, or waits when will she turn into an Abomination, or a Blood Mage or Maker knows what kind of terrible thing.

“We discussed it a thousand times but I’ll say it again,” Avenia sighs and shoves the parchments into her backpack “I won’t kill you so you can release that sword.”

Cullen ignores her words and steps closer until he is in front of her. “Skyhold needs healers.”

“So you want to send me away,” she sighs. “Again .”

“Not specifically me, but yes, you need to go. We’ll manage on our own.”

Cullen turns on his heel and he is ready to go but Avenia’s cough stops him in his movements. He looks back at her with an arched eyebrow, amber eyes still filled with anger, but now a bit softer .

“What’s the problem in Skyhold?” She tucks a handful of potions into the pockets on her belt. “Why they need me , suddenly?”

“They not need you , they need a healer. Nobody cares about who you are until you touch them with your glowing hands.” Cullen is still pissed and it shows on his face and in his words. His hatred towards mages is an open secret and he is very bad in keeping it hidden. “We will depart in the morning. Pack all the things you need.”

Avenia almost snaps at him to go and stab himself in the chest but her mouth hangs open and nothing escapes her throat when he ends his last sentence.

“What do you mean by ‘we’ ?” She blurts out, worry rising in her chest, her pulse quickening. Oh no, no, no.

“I mean I have to check my men there too, and I will escort you back to Skyhold. I hope you’re happy about it,” he flashes a cold smile towards her direction, the scar in the corner of his mouth smugly curling upwards. Avenia wants to scream in that moment, but the man is already leaving, the clinking of his armor still audible through the fabric of the tent after he left.

“Oh, Adraste’s tits! ” She hisses and sinks down onto the cot, dropping her backpack next to the makeshift-table.

Traveling through Ferelden as an apostate is one thing, but traveling with the Commander of the Inquisition is a whole new level of aggravation. Avenia hates this man, his cold smiles, his hatred towards mages, his amber eyes, his bloody lip-scar, she hates every piece of him that sings the blasted song of the lyrium in his veins.

And she is afraid, too. In the Circle she always watched the Templars closely, tried to learn their way of thinking, their small movements, their tactics, but she hasn’t prepared for a trip like this.

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whatever happens, you will come back.

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I drew this in January but hey it’s my girl Avenia with her husband :)

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the lake scene 

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the lake scene was cool, but...