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Cosimo Galluzzi
cherry valley forever
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

izzy's playlists!
almost home
AnasAbdin
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ellievsbear
styofa doing anything
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

Product Placement
Mike Driver
Show & Tell

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Discoholic 🪩
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@coles-hat
Patient Cullen, patient...
This story of "Wicked eyes and wicked hearts" will go on still.
Did you find all of coins in Winter palace? I didn't.
Inspired by @r0ck-the-casbah's brilliant post. Male living space Cullen :p
cullen’s romance - lyrium vs. no lyrium
Cullen “don’t make me turn this Inquisition around” Rutherford, official soccer mom of the Inquisition
maybe the real treasure was the codependent relationships we formed that led us to do morally questionable things along the way
Favorite Brotp - Cassandra and Cullen
Unhinged Text Posts: Cullen Edition (Part 3)
More Cullen Text Posts: (x)
More Dragon Age Text Posts: (x)
Taking work home is bad for your neck🤫
Cullen Rutherford at the Winter Palace. This was a commission for me by the wonderful GerryArthur.
✨ Alistair Theirin ✨
Unhinged Text Posts: Cassandra Allegra Portia Calogera Filomena Pentaghast Edition
*deep breath*
Me when I’m reminded of The Bullshit
He’s over it, I’m over it, we’re all over it.
Anyway, I’ve found my whimsy again, expect more shit posts (this is a threat 🖤)
(Also, the parapets are about knee height. You can pretend it’s either higher because I wanted it to match the meme, or that Cullen is on his knees smoking on the battlements, take your pick.)
No motto version under the cut
sometimes you just have to think about how in origins, they were just a group of strangers trying to stop the blight together. they didn't know who they'd become, that one of them might be king one day, another divine, the Arishok, or even the vessel of Flemeth. maybe one day they wake up in the quiet of night and wonder how they've come this far. maybe they write letters, maybe they don't even send them all. they're older now, but maybe part of them is still there, in that tiny camp, listening to Lelianna sing, sharing a pint and cheese, wondering if tonight will be their last.
exact recreation of what happens literally every time you make a not-evil decision in early DAO
(tip jar! // comms status)