#sercullen

[falsesecuritysketches]

So we have many pictures of dorky, cute, happy Cullen.. but there is a serious lack of his.. well.. his serious face/angry face. I have to add it. :x

[hawkearchive]

[blightbound-archive-blog]

+ ser-cullen

Inara sighed as she recognized the distinct shape and shine of Templar armor. "I already told the last group, I'm not harboring any crazed mages or abominations here." She waved a hand vaguely before crossing her arms. "And before you ask, Velanna is not crazed or an abomination. She's just...not all that fond of strangers." 

[knightofhighever]

ser-cullen started following you

The knight heard the heavy clank of armor in the distance, and looked up to see who it was who approached. He noticed the familiar colours and crest of the chantry. A templar then.

"Greetings, Ser Templar." he said, bowing his head out of respectful necessity. "What brings you here?" 

[azurehawke-blog]

ser-cullen started following you

The mage glanced up to see the Knight Captain, she gave him a smile. "Good afternoon, Cullen."

[wanderingapostate]

+ ser-cullen

The apostate moved quickly through the gallows as he made her way back to the docks. Olivia tried to spend as little time around the Templars as she could but her current job had brought her here. She stood awkwardly waiting to see if her client would show themselves as she pulled at her armor nervously. Across the way she saw a certain Templar that she had problems with a few months prior and quickly dashed away. As she weaved through the crowd she ran into a rather large man and he looked up sheepishly. "Terribly sorry, ser." she said, trying to avoid eye contact.

[warm-iceheart]

'I want the K'

5: Firm Kiss

Eoalande blushed hotly as she approached the Templar; she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down a bit to place a solid kiss upon his lips.

However she broke away after a moment, pulling away, blushing profusely, all the way up to her pointed ears.  She poked her fingers together as she glanced down shyly towards her feet.

[rivainiscoundrel]

+ servantofthefaceless + ser-cullen + ser-gilmore + nathan-howe

"Now, one of you I know... Sort of, by proxy really. And the rest of you, well... I most certainly would like to know a little better. Captain Isabela, at your service. Whatever service," the woman purrs, a sly smirk twitching along her lips.