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What would Cullen do if Rosalie starts dating?

eat whoever she’s dating , frankly .

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❝It should matter.❞

‘ and perhaps one day it will . now , however , we simply cannot afford to have sentimentality cloud our judgement . mages cannot be granted freedom , and if they continue to remain as is — ‘ for they are all corrupted , poisoned from within by power none have come to fully understand , ‘ then maker help us all . ‘ he’s seen it , first hand — the horror , the rot of a soul ! desire reaching expiry date , decaying slowly , all maggot ridden . he’s seen the worst that can be offered , has suffered through enough . no more , he knows his limits now , is no longer powerless and afraid ; no longer a kid glued into ill - fitting armour . victory is bittersweet , viscous , tar - black . his own chest is empty now ( oh a desire demon ate his heart ! quick , someone , call a healer ! ) , scarred and cracked wide open . he bleeds nothing but regret , lingers in rooms without a purpose , lost in the unbecoming . empty , oh so very empty . you feel it , no ? this hallowed ground now hollow , once sacrosanct and now unsacred , a child buried in an unmarked grave . only ghosts whisper to him now , haunting a mind so damaged it has become an empty graveyard for the forgotten . 

a mantra chanted , hushed — i will endure .  / @theharellan

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     “I don’t see why someone had to tell you not to choose the Orlesianfuckin’est animal on the planet,” the Warden counters, her arms crossing over her chest as she eyes the (former?) Templar over with some degree of suspicion. “I know that you’re… Kirkwallian now.” Is that what they were called? That seemed stupid.

     “But you were Fereldan, once. Or. Actually,” she doesn’t know, and a finger goes to her chin as she tilts her head up and thinks on that. “Where the fuck were you from? Don’t tell me you’re fuckin’ Orlesian.”

‘ i was entirely unaware my choice of a moniker has caused you so much offense , warden . ‘ his amusement is palpable , viscous and sickly , dripping from lips like honey and lyrium . sun settles behind his eyelids as spring finally comes to replace winter , his jovial demeanour anything but characteristic . ‘ but allow me to put your unease to rest — i am fereldan , born and raised in honnleath , a small village in the southwestern part of ferelden . perhaps you have heard of it ? ‘ of how it perished during the fifth blight , taking the lives of his parents as well as countless other victims . family friends , neighbours ... he’d heard rumours , slivers of gossip — 

he’d heard it was a massacre . 

a handful of farmers and a smith ... truly they didn’t stand a chance from the beginning . 

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❝Oh, the things we invent when we are scared and want to be rescued.❞ Character of choice?

richard siken / a .

ah yes , he is certainly well - acquaintanced with that particular emotion . hope , some call it . he , instead , calls it despair . the blind , feral type . ‘ yes , we are certainly all capable of — ‘ fear ? longing to find ourselves in a better , brighter place ? ‘ wanting . ‘ terribly ; wanton and visceral , cutting knuckles on instilled expectations / bleeding hope when reality cracks open your chest and feeds its contents to the wolves . ‘ i take it such words are spoken from experience , inquisitor ? ‘ / @secretsandhushedwhispers

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HC+ Qunari

‘ send me  “HC”  + a word and I’ll write a headcanon about it ‘ prompt / a .

ayyyyy my sunshine , it’s been a good 8 months since you’ve asked me this and now here i am !!! eight months later finally addressing this topic jdhjdgdj . 

let’s do this — 

cullen is mostly unaware of the existence of qunari during origins ( templar in training , locked up in a tower , cut off from the rest of the world , all that good stuff ) and thus doesn’t have any particular feelings towards them ( perhaps mild curiosity ?? just because they are rather different ) .

in dragon age ii , prior to qunari invasion cullen is a little wary of their presence ( much like everyone else in kirkwall ) but tries to overcome that feeling ( cullen is rather selective when it comes to chantry teachings , even in canon , so as far as he’s concerned they’re all andraste’s children independent of race and lifestyle , so he don’t give one ) . after the qunari invasion , however , he begins to loathe them . kirkwall has become something of a home to him by then , giving him another chance to find his purpose as a templar ( and maybe finally begin to process his circle - induced trauma in an environment that provides both safety and stability ) , so when the qunari decide to turn kirkwall into an ever - burning pyre , he doesn’t take well to it . at all . not only does the death and the destruction all around completely wipes any possible progress he may have made during this time , it also adds a lot more pressure onto his already damaged mind . like , i cannot stress enough just how damaged he is by this point . this detestation ends up , in the end , bleeding into inquisition timeline .

in inquisition , cullen cannot stand the qunari . if the inquisitor is of qunari origin , cullen will be incredibly reluctant to follow them ( even more so than a mage inquisitor ) , only sticking around in hopes of finally doing some good for the world ( and probably because cassandra told him to , frankly ) . when the inquisitor recruits bull , cullen will be the first to advice against it , citing kirkwall and their unpredictability . he doesn’t want bull there . independent of whether the inquisitor heeds his warning or brushes it off ( both resulting in bull joining the inquisition ) cullen will still ask leliana to keep an eye on iron bull and the chargers . he will , however , mellow out a little as time continues to go by , but even then will never end up trusting bull completely . and if iron bull ends up betraying the inquisitor , cullen is probably the only one who is anything but surprised . / @beefcakequnari

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❝love, for you, is more than the usual romantic love. it’s like a religion. it’s terrifying.❞

richard siken / a .

‘ and here i thought this was a simple game of chess . ‘ with that he leans back and regards dorian not without a hint of curiosity , hands now laying idle on his lap , ‘ alas , i must admit you’ve caught me unawares . at present i am afraid that i don’t have a satisfying answer for you , but perhaps you’re right — love is a formidable emotion , after all . ‘ he makes it a point to dodge whatever lines the other’s observation , not entirely wanting to disclose the contents of his heart . yes , in a way love is a religion . it is well capable of teaching one how to worship , alas he is no longer the type to bend the knee , now unchained and entirely detached from the most holy bride . / @magisterivm

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halloween lovecraft crossover with the templar bois

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“All the people I could be are dangerous. / The blood clotting, oil in my veins.”

— Fatimah Asghar, from “Oil,” If They Come for Us

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RICHARD SIKEN SENTENCE STARTERS [EXTENDED]

– So I really liked the original meme here, so much that I ended up buying the poet’s book Crush to read. 

Inspiration hit and here are 79 lines, categorized by poem. Feel free to change pronouns and any names!

SCHEHERAZADE

❝Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake and dress them in warm clothes again.❞ ❝Look at the light through the windowpane. That means it’s noon, that means we’re inconsolable.❞ ❝Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.❞ ❝Tell me we’ll never get used to it.❞

DIRTY VALENTINE

❝There’s a part in the movie where you can see right through the acting, where you can tell that I’m about to burst into tears.❞ ❝I swallow your heart and it crawls right out of my mouth.❞ ❝You swallow my heart and flee, but I want it back now, baby. I want it back.❞ ❝I’m sorry. We know how it works. The world is no longer mysterious.❞

LITTLE BEAST

❝I like him and I want to be like him, my hands no longer an afterthought.❞ ❝Someone once told me than explaining is an admission of failure.❞ ❝I’m sure you remember, I was on the phone with you, sweetheart.❞ ❝History repeats itself.❞ ❝There are many names in history but none of them are ours.❞ ❝You could drown in those eyes, I said.❞ ❝But damn if there isn’t anything sexier than a slender boy with a handgun, a fast car, a bottle of pills.❞ ❝What would you like? I’d like my money’s worth.❞ ❝Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine.❞     ❝I couldn’t get the boy to kill me, but I wore his jacket for the longest time.❞

SEASIDE IMPROVISATION

❝Tell me you love this, tell me you’re not miserable.❞ ❝You do the math, you expect the trouble.❞ ❝Draw a circle with a piece of chalk. Imagine standing in a constant cone of light. Imagine surrender. Imagine being useless.❞ ❝A stone on the path means the tea’s not ready, a stone in the hand means somebody’s angry.❞ ❝The stone inside you still hasn’t hit bottom.❞

THE TORN-UP ROAD

❝There is no way to make this story interesting.❞ ❝I want to tell you this story without having to confess anything, without having to say that I ran out into the street to prove something.❞ ❝Tell me we’re dead and I’ll love you even more.❞ ❝And he knew it wasn’t going to be okay, and he told me it wasn’t going to be okay.❞ ❝But the minutes don’t stop.❞ ❝And words, little words, words too small for any hope or promise, not really soothing but soothing nonetheless.❞

LITANY IN WHICH CERTAIN THINGS ARE CROSSED OUT

❝You will be alone always and then you will die.❞ ❝So maybe I wanted to give you something more than a catalog of non-definitive acts, something other than the desperation.❞ ❝I’m sorry I came to your party and seduced you and left you bruised and ruined, you poor sad thing.❞ ❝You want a better story. Who wouldn’t?❞ ❝I can tell you already think I’m the dragon, that would be so like me, but I’m not. I’m not the dragon. I’m not the princess either.❞ ❝Who am I? I’m just a writer. I write things down. I walk through your dreams and invent the future.❞ ❝And yes, I swallow glass, but that comes later.❞ ❝Shut up. I’m getting to it.❞ ❝For a while I thought I was the dragon.❞ ❝Okay, so I’m the dragon. Big deal.❞ ❝You still get to be the hero.❞ ❝What more do you want?❞ ❝Are you there, sweetheart? Do you know me?❞ ❝Here is the repeated image of the lover destroyed.❞ ❝There is something underneath the floorboards.❞ ❝I arrived in the city and you met me at the station, smiling in a way that made me frightened.❞ ❝This doesn’t look that much different from home.❞ ❝Love, for you, is more than the usual romantic love. It’s like a religion. It’s terrifying.❞ ❝Okay, if you’re so great, you do it–❞ ❝Unfortunately, we don’t have that kind of time.❞ ❝I have told you where I’m coming from, so put it together.❞ ❝When I say this, it should mean laughter, not poison.❞

A PRIMER FOR THE SMALL WEIRD LOVES

❝And you know that a boy who likes boys is a dead boy, unless he keeps his mouth shut, which is what you didn’t do.❞ ❝Because you are weak and hollow and it doesn’t matter anymore.❞ ❝And the boy who loves you the wrong way is filthy.❞

UNFINISHED DUET

❝He wants to be tender and merciful.❞ ❝He meaning you.❞ ❝Do you love yourself?❞ ❝I don’t have to answer that.❞ ❝It should matter.❞

I HAD A DREAM ABOUT YOU

❝I don’t think I can take this much longer.❞ ❝In the dream I don’t tell anyone, you put your head in my lap.❞ ❝In these dreams it’s always you: the boy in the sweatshirt, the boy on the bridge, the boy who always keeps me from jumping off the bridge.❞ ❝Oh, the things we invent when we are scared and want to be rescued.❞ ❝I borrowed your shoes and didn’t put them away.❞ ❝You didn’t show up. I kept waiting.❞

STRAW HOUSE, STRAW DOG

❝You have a cold cold smile.❞ ❝Watch me, just watch me.❞ ❝I swallowed crushed ice pretending it was glass.❞ ❝I don’t really blame you for being dead but you can’t have your sweater back.❞ ❝You can sleep now, you said. You said that. I had a dream where you said that. Thanks for saying that. You weren’t supposed to.❞

PLANET OF LOVE

❝And you play along, because you want to die for love, you always have.❞

WISHBONE

❝You saved my life. I owe you, I owe you everything.❞ ❝Let’s not talk about it, let’s just not talk.❞ ❝Don’t bother. You never mean it anyway, not really, and it only makes me that much more ashamed.❞ ❝Please, for just one night, will you lie down next to me, we can leave our clothes on, we can stay all buttoned up…❞ ❝Do you see what I mean? Do you see what I’m getting at?❞ ❝If you love me, _____ , you don’t love me in a way I understand.❞ ❝Do you want to go home now?❞

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@cul-en liked for a banter

Her hands on her hips, her eyes are narrow as she stands there in the man’s office. It’s been a minute. A long, painfully slow minute, since she stormed in there just to stand and stare like she’s got something very important to say. Her hair is wild, her eyes are a storm, and her lip is bitten ever so slightly as she waits, builds up to these few words:

     “Lions are fuckin’ Orlesian. Why couldn’t you have been the hound of Ferelden?”

it catches him unawares , the stark contrast between her appearance and the words next spoken . it’s not quite enough to force a string of faint laughter out of him , but is certainly enough to warrant a soft curl of scarred lips and a gentle shake of his head . cullen had thought that something especially dire had transpired upon her ( untimely , really , ) arrival , alas —

‘ the hound of ferelden , ‘ he recites then , mulling over the way each word rests on his tongue , foreign , ‘ a worthy title indeed . had you brought it to my attention earlier , ‘ at least half a decade ago , if not more , ‘ perhaps i would have considered it . ‘ he won’t say aloud that it is a worn title , torn at the edges , more suited for someone who he used to be . hounding mages ... yes , the irony is thick and sickly sweet , like honeycomb and tar , but truth be told he would much rather be a lion than a dog . 

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Sexily poses to welcome you back

regret.png / @beefcakequnari

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Sexily poses to welcome you back

regret.png / @beefcakequnari

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praeceptore-m > cul-en !!

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