* SWORN / TEMPLAR

ind. cullen rutherford

[thireaplays]

[lionoath-blog]

like for a starter // short // dragon age: inquisition verse most likely

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“break her bed not her heart” [have ariste being a wing-woman and getting cullen flustered <3]

social media sentence starters // accepting

Pale cheeks flushed with pink, heat rising in his face. Was there really any need to speak of this? A gloved hand was lifted, grasping at the collar of his armour in an attempt to loosen it around his neck. Maker’s Breath… 

a swallow, to recompose himself. ❝ I— believe me, I have no intentions of breaking her heart. Nor… Nor her bed, for that matter. There shall be no breaking at all, I assure you. Now… May we speak of something else?❞

@wxyfxring

[lionoath-blog]

“i am, as the poets say, a mess” //screams at your cullen! HII

social media sentence starters // accepting

He knew the feeling of being a mess all too well. His desperate need for the Lyrium he had ceased taking grew ever stronger with each passing moment — clouding judgement and causing tremendous pain. Cullen, a man of pride, was often left cowering away from his own horrific thoughts and memories when away from witnesses. It was a tough decision to have made, and there were days where he’d wished he’d never even let this come into his mind. The pain, the torment, the nightmares… it was all becoming too much. He felt as if he was becoming less and less human with each day. 

Being reassured and supported by friends, as well as the need to continue his service for the Inquisition was a powerful driving force. Where some days he wanted to give in, there were so many more where Cullen had built up the strength to keep going. It wouldn’t consume him, he was better than this. 

❝ I know all too well how it feels to be a mess. My advice to you would be—❞  a pause in thought. Was he being hypocritical? ❝  No matter what happens, stand up tall and proud and keep fighting. Do not let the darkness consume you. To be consumed, is to be beaten. You should never let that happen.❞

@imnctbad

[lionoath-blog]

offers him a flower !

Taken gently into large hands, Cullen brought the flower to his nose – smiling behind the cover of the petals. ❝ I–I thank you, my Lady.❞

@flowerseller

[lionoath-blog]

❛ — you’re the most interesting person i’ve ever met. ❜ ( e x c u s e y o u . )

subtle romance starters // accepting

Tending to reports, training recruits, stock checks, peacekeeping; all things that had consumed Cullen’s life as of late. The Inquisition grew ever stronger and larger as each day passed, adding to the weight that sat atop broad, armoured shoulders. With very little time to relax and socialize, or even sleep, Cullen had become a machine. Driven by his passion and raw work ethic, the Commander tended to let compliments fall upon deaf ears for the most part — unless they were to come from someone he considered a friend.  

This was one of few times the retired Templar could enjoy conversation that wasn’t related to the Inquisition. Rough fingers grasped at a goblet full of wine, taking the rim to parched lips for that first sweet sip of relaxation. Before him stood Blackwall — a man Cullen had a lot of admiration and respect for. Having taken the chance to become better acquainted with one another, the Commander had spewed all about his younger life and duties in the Templar order. It was a nice conversation, one he had welcomed and finally settled into. Talking about his life, interests and duties was something Cullen enjoyed doing; though he always felt somewhat embarrassed. 

❝ The most interesting person?❞  he stumbled upon the words, an eyebrow lifting in almost confusion. ❝ — although I appreciate the thought, I cannot possibly be. I’m often told my life sounds dreadfully dull, so please excuse my disbelief.❞  A smile tugged at the corners of scarred lips, free hand lifting to grasp the nape of his neck. A habit he had gotten into whenever he felt flustered. 

@vigilsworn

[shittyrpmemes]

* ∘ ∙ — misc social media sentence starters.

“i hit rock bottom once a week”

“i’m working on transcending materiality altogether & becoming incorporeal.”

“i feel like i’m already tired tomorrow”

“does anyone else have a resting bitch face™, but kinda enjoys looking intimidating”

“gay? straight? i’m stressed”

“here’s a joke: me”

“fuck a double text i’ll quadruple text u. u think i care????? buzz buzz its me again bitch”

“break her bed not her heart”

“my kink? love”

“this is the least illegal shit i’ve done all day”

“being shut up by a kiss is not romantic you let me finishing talking first asshole!!!! how dare you!!! interrupt me!!! do you know who i am”

“my future husband is going to have the coolest wife lol u go dude”

“movies are so weird people hang out like twice and theyre all like ‘im in love with you’ calm down maybe

“i love the kind of woman that can kick my ass”

“idk who i am but i like girls”

“pro tip: fill the piñata with absolutely nothing to prepare your kids for the letdowns of adulthood”

“next time i’m opening up to someone is my autopsy”

“what that mouth do? eat bitch”

“now this is the content i like to see”

“it’s a beautiful day to give me money”

“if you wear crocs there’s no help for you i’m sorry”

“i’m gonna replace every bone in my body with a knife, if someone punches me they’re in for a surprise (the knife)“

“spooning is out, spatulaing is the next big trend. slide up behind your partner and then launch them out of bed”

“i am, as the poets say, a mess”

“cracking open a cold one with the girls except it’s my icy heart and they’re teaching me how to love again”

[feralise]

‘In the Nude’

Any excuse to draw the commander in the buff. Enjoy said buffness, please. As always, his signature fur cloak can be seen just out of view. Hope y’all don’t mind that I give Cullen body hair, cuz it’s gonna be a regular part of my drawings of him.

Fun Fact: There’s an NSFW version that I might post someday, but for now, please continue to enjoy my soft-porn of him, cuz I seriously can’t get enough of this guy.

Cheers!

[ladyinquisitor-deactivated20211]

― CULLEN RUTHERFORD.

Dragon Age characters [ 21 / ? ]

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@sanguiina // serana.      ❤ ‘d

❝ Do tell me more of Vampirism, my Lady. ❞   Cullen spoke out, positively infatuated with her fangs. He had seen demons, dark spawn, abominations... all manner of creatures really. But for one to feed and live off blood? Rather odd in his books. She seemed pleasant enough thus far, so what harm could there be in a few questions?  ❝ I’ll admit, I first mistook you for some kind of crazed blood mage. Maker knows there are plenty of them about. ❞

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@powershout // dragonborn.       ❤ ‘d

A  small   sigh   rumbled   from   scarred   lips,   a   hand   raising   to   squeeze the   back   of   his   neck ---   tense,   as   always.   No   rest   for   the   wicked and   all   that.  ❝----I   understand   your   concern,   but   was   coming   here really   necessary? ❞  rain   poured   down, soaking   dirty   blond   strands   to the   sides   of   his   face.   For   all   they   were   loud    and   often   destructive,   storms   were   somewhat   calming. 

[money-in-veins]

Kevin Thompson for OUT Magazine

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@finecorpse // companion.       ❤ ‘d

❝ Maker’s breath, we ought to tidy this place up--- ❞  words   spilled   out   as   he wandered   an   old   library   within   Skyhold.   His   distaste   was   easily   recognizable   the   longer   he   stayed;   the   dust   made   him   clog   up,   the cobwebs   clung   to   skin,   hair   and   armour,   the   pages   scattered   along   the   floor   had   him   almost   slip   over.   He   was   in   search   of   knowledge,   a   book,   patchments...   anything   to   read   and    learn   from,   boring   though   it   might   be.   Cullen   needed   a   distraction   from   his addiction   ---   also   a   distraction   from   some   allies.

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@tethrxs // varric.       ❤ ‘d

❝ Yes,   Varric? ❞  he   sighed   quietly,   folding   arms   across   his   armoured chest.  he  glanced   at   the   dwarf,   though   the   smallest   of   smiles   crept along   scarred   lips.   he   didn’t   look   serious   all   the   time.  ❝  ---- come   to lecture   me   again,   have   you? ❞

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