I like you very much. Just as you are.

She/Her | karinabean on AO3 | Angst enthusiast. Here for pathetic men who ✨yearn✨ Fics, silly merch, & original novels: tpseudonana.carrd.co

[tpseudonana]

About Me

Hi, I'm tpseudonana (karinabean on AO3). I am a scientist by day, a Romantasy author by night, and a connoisseur of pathetic men who yearn at any time.

CURRENTLY WRITING

A DA:I fic where the Inquisitor goes for a walk to clear her head, accidentally starts a fake book club, and ends up watching Commander Rutherford dismantle twenty recruits shirtless. High-angst with humor, slow-burn, competence kink, and chaotic Inner Circle banter.

Come for the banter, stay for the angst.

🔗 Read The Skyhold Literary Society on AO3

ORIGINAL FICTION: THE GHOST AND THE WREN

(Series: The Heron and the Wren)

I've also been quietly working on an original romantasy novel, though I've found that process to be a rather lonely one. Ironically enough, it was the work on my novel that finally gave me the confidence to post fanfic.

The magic system is based on the fiber arts because I also love to knit and crochet (very poorly, I might add)!

My MMC, Theron Valemont, is essentially "what if Cullen Rutherford was a Regency-era cavalry officer with a philology degree who accidentally got trapped in a set of standing stones in a 'reverse Outlander' type of situation?"

🔗 You can read more about this project here

(And yes, for those wondering, the protagonist is also named Ella! Think of this as her alternate-universe academic timeline 😅)

HOUSE RULES

Ha! There are no rules! Really though, feel free to come yell at me about DA:I, the Legend of Zelda, Regency romance tropes, optimal forearm visibility ratios, or anything else.

In my other life I'm a mom of two, so I can't guarantee my response rates, but I can tell you my thirst levels overfloweth.

[animezinglife]

Cullen Rutherford + Looking at Her ♥️

[dirtybiowareconfessions]

Confession: cullen's fingers are thick and soooo deliciously rough and calloused i know they are i just KNOW they are

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😏😏😏

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NEW CHAPTER DROP: THE JULY INQUISI-BOOKCRATE HAS ARRIVED

This month's theme is: NATURALLY-BLESSED TEMPLARS AND THE MAGES WHO TEMPT THEM

Inside this month’s box, subscribers will find:

Chapter 20 of The Skyhold Literary Society (available now on AO3)

Three exclusive, alternate-cover editions of G. R. Etta's legendary backlist (see below)

A jar of premium Elderflower & Elfroot Balm by Adan Apothecaries

A tin of artisinal Fereldan Shortbread from the Skyhold Kitchens

A replica wooden practice sword handcrafted by Blackwall & Co.

As a reminder - here are the blurbs for the special editions of G. R. Etta's novels included with this month's crate:

A Chantry of Pricks and Posies

When Dalish huntress Seya is dragged to a cursed Chantry, she discovers her captor is a brooding, well-endowed ex-Templar who refuses to take off his helmet. Can she break the curse before the Rite of Tranquility ruins her sex life?

The Order's Grace

Ser Stephen is a broken Templar who just wants to quietly patrol the battlements of Starkhaven and ignore his hard, aching loneliness. But when he rescues a prickly apothecary with a mysterious past, he realizes his greatest trial isn't fighting the demons of the Fade—it's fighting the demons of his heart.

A Handful of Peonies

A tale of forbidden passion, tempestuous longing, and a Templar who spends seventy percent of the novel completely shirtless in the moonlight. Featuring the infamous 'stable loft' scene that the Grand Clerics tried to ban in three different cities.

Missing some of our past crates?

You can always catch up by reading The Skyhold Literary Society on AO3!

Chapter 20 has come. Cullen, unfortunately, will still be coming later. He really brought it on himself, this time.

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@inquisiorastoria @loreofthedasposts @opheliatrevelyan @priya-san @theluckywizard

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Something’s Gotta Give Revised Edition: 🤬 GIVE RAE BACK 🤬

Chapter 7: As pictured above, Ash is seconds away from losing her shit on Alexius

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Reactions to Ash’s crash out are as follows:

Varric - 🤨

Alexius - 😒

Rae - 😐 (she’s used to it)

Dorian - 😯

The Inquisition Scouts - 😧

Alexius’s Soldiers - 😠

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@inquisiorastoria @loreofthedasposts

@opheliatrevelyan @priya-san @theluckywizard

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[solfeliz984]

I figure Cullen and the Inquisitor don't immediately tell people about their marriage at the Winter Palace.

However I'm also certain that everyone would immediately find out when Cullen starts demanding the location of his wife to every bewildered person at the Winter Palace when the dead Qunari is found and she leaves the meeting.

[tpseudonana]

Moodboard: Chapter 20 The Skyhold Literary Society

“Fire is what got her hurt, after all.”

A moodboard for fire, ice, and a twist of the knife.

Chapter 20 of The Skyhold Literary Society is coming soon. Don't worry. Everything is fun and fine.

[tired-truffle]

Something’s Gotta Give Revised Edition: Bosoms On The Mind

Chapter 6: Cullen is definitely NOT looking at Ash’s chest, thank you very much 😤

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"I fail to see what the problem is with a mage wearing mage's robes." All the others around them pretended with varying degrees of success not to appear as though they were listening in—nosey brats.

"That doesn't mean you should be left unprotected." Gruff insistence darkened his eyes, and Ash cursed him for how handsome he looked, even while reprimanding her for her choice of attire. "I will commission the blacksmith to have something made, a chest plate, perhaps."

She nodded sagely, glancing at her chest and the useless buttons of her vest. "Thinking about my chest, were you, Commander?"

Bright pink suited his complexion; it complemented the hazel of his eyes and brought some life to his colourless cheeks. His eyes darted down to her chest before quickly scampering away to just about anywhere else. "No, um, I…I was not thinking about…" He pinched the bridge of his nose, avoiding looking at her directly. "I simply meant…I was concerned about your safety, that is all."

"Maybe you're right, I should protect my assets. Someone has to be responsible for giving you soldiers something to fight for." Her grin nearly split her face, her arm under her breasts pushing them up, if only to fluster the Commander just a little bit more.

Leliana's musical giggle fluttered up from behind her, and triumph coursed through her veins. Cullen threw his hands up in exasperation. "Maker's Breath, why do I even bother?"

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@opheliatrevelyan @priya-san @theluckywizard

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[oldpaintings]

The Antiquary Shop, 1879 by William Merritt Chase (American, 1849–1916)

[tpseudonana]

chapter 20 wip - the commander has been located

“Maker’s breath, Leliana, was there something urgent or have you just come here to gloat?” “I would think you’d be the one gloating, Commander, given your… escapades over the last twelve hours. Do you know how much damage I had to cause in the Great Hall just to keep anyone from spotting you crawling up to the Inquisitor’s balcony like a sad dragon?” Cullen rubbed his neck, duvet slipping slightly. “I—” “I had to promise Josephine another two weeks of your velvet coat on your behalf.” Cullen’s lips flattened. “So you did come here to gloat.”

@wingedblack you inspired me with your comment on a previous chapter about everyone in Skyhold searching for the Commander when he's just sleeping in Ella's bed. This one is for you ;)

Read The Skyhold Literary Society on AO3.

Chapter 20 is coming soon. Cullen will be coming later.

[tired-truffle]

Something’s Gotta Give Revised Edition: Eldest Sister Syndrome

Chapter 5: Sisterly smackdown distracts Inquisition troops, and Cullen says Ash’s full first name (spoiler: it’s hot)

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Dear Reader,

While you might be tempted to take my furless mamae’s side, I would advise extreme caution. All I have done since arriving in this chilly place is point her in the direction of a man who might, for once, give her some stability. Yet, she spurns me at every turn. I can scent her interest, but she refuses to follow through. It is maddening, and I will be stealing her chicken as repayment for all my unappreciated hard work.

Stay sharp as my claws,

-Sweetpea

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@inquisiorastoria @loreofthedasposts

@opheliatrevelyan @priya-san @theluckywizard

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[tired-truffle]

Something’s Gotta Give Revised Edition: Mommy Issues ✨

Chapter 4: Ashvalla gets a visit from mother’s past, and Cullen protects her honour 😏

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WANTED: Someone for Ash to take her irritation out on

MUST HAVE: A fur mantle, broad shoulders, lip scar, a past as a templar which makes him unattainable, name that starts with C and ends in ULLEN, and to say something stupid so she can be justified

REWARD: Getting pestered by a buxom blonde

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@opheliatrevelyan @priya-san @theluckywizard

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[dogot]

FIC UPDATE!

I haven't published anything in a hot second. Can I offer you a prologue to my longfic in this trying time?

Have a little amuse buche.

To Live on the Cusp of Death

Word count: 3,871

Rating: Unrated

(Series rating: Explicit)

Notable tags: Crisis of Faith; Survivor Guilt; Intrusive Thoughts; Suicidal Ideation; Cullen Rutherford Needs a Hug

“Have you ever witnessed a Templar in lyrium withdrawal, Knight-Captain?”

He scoffed. The concern on her face was almost sweet. “Oh, yes.”

I already know this dance, all too well.

He was unsure how much of his past Seeker Cassandra was already privy to, but he supposed if she had known the details of the disaster at Kinloch Hold she wouldn't have asked so asinine a question. Only he himself knew of his repeated—

Failed.

—attempts at weaning himself off of the substance, the drug, that he'd put himself through since the day Meredith died.

“Are you attempting to give yourself the penance of an agonizing death?” she asked carefully.

He shut his eyes tight and let out a defeated breath, “No...”

Then why did her words strike such a chord within him? Why did they sound so enticing?

“I... I don't know.”

Silence. Crashing waves. Distant wheeling gulls.

“You are a good man, Ser Cullen.”

“Am I,” he hummed his sarcasm rather than say something untoward. Drummed his fingers on the wooden planks holding his body above the water's reach.

“You would not fall to madness or cruelty as easily as did Meredith Stannard, if you were given a command. You have already demonstrated this to be true.”

More silence.

The words simmered under his skin. Should he let them boil over and spill out into the world? They could not be taken back. “If I do this thing—if I agree to help the Divine resolve this conflict—you must promise me one thing.”

“And that is?”

Cullen turned to face her; he wanted her to see the clarity in his eyes as he said this. “That you will not force me to begin using it again.”

There it was. The ultimatum.

“But you'll die without lyrium!”

“Everyone dies, Lady Pentaghast.”

⚶ ⚶ ⚶

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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Apple season

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WELL, I got the highest grade for my thesis and presentation, and a very nice review from my advisor that may or may not have made made me cry. Thank you guys for your patience and support, I feel like y'all played a major role in me staying motivated and not dropping out during that last year. Gotta figure out what to do next after 15 years of just studying... A terrifying thought but oh well

Now that I'm FREE and have some time for myself, I have a few practice shots planned, that's the first one! Wanted to work with perspective and depth, and let me tell you, those legs were a nightmare to draw. Also the apple was hanging from a thick branch originally but I wanted to spice it up so now there are LEAVES and MOVEMENT

Also I've found a toggle in tumblr settings that had been compressing my videos, so now everything's gonna be in full HD like it's SUPPOSED to be

On that note, I have a question: did my drawings become more (or less) saturated lately? I got a new monitor two months ago, which I'm still getting used to, and due to me being stubborn to get a high res monitor no matter what, it doesn't match my tablet anymore so I can't check colors on the big screen as I go.. so yeah, let me know if it's different

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“A daffodil might look plain next to a lily, but on its own there is much to be admired.

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From the Skyhold Kitchens: Gretta's Cherry Crumble Cake The Skyhold Literary Society

“I brought… more cake,” he said, his voice quiet. Ella crossed her arms, watching him quietly. She narrowed her eyes, looking him up and down. “You only brought one piece?” He tried to smile, but it looked more like a wince as he lifted a cloth-wrapped bundle held in his other hand. “And a few more,” he said, “if you’re still in a throwing mood.”

Welcome back to another installment of my cozy fantasy food series where I highlight some of the foods in my Dragon Age: Inquisition fanfic, The Skyhold Literary Society.

Food as a love language is an ongoing theme in my fic, and if there is one dessert that holds absolute power over our Inquisitor (and one Cullen happily weaponizes to please her), it is the cherry crumble cake.

So, I am providing the recipe so you can bake your own, whether you need to apologize to the woman you love, or you just really want some cake.

Also, this is the long promised post for @wingedblack. Thank you for your patience as I finally started pulling these posts together!

~~~ IN THEDAS ~~~~~~~

In Skyhold, the cherry crumble cake is a rare and highly coveted commodity. One the Inquisitor hoards like a feral squirrel as Gretta, the head cook, guards her cherry supply like she does her other secrets: with her life.

However, our dear Commander quickly realizes that if he wants to successfully court the Inquisitor, he needs to secure a steady supply.

His solution? Blackmail/Bribery.

We learn that Gretta is actually the secret author behind the wildly inaccurate, highly smutty romance novel Obeying Her Order.

Yes, the same novel the Literary Society tore apart for its terrible swordplay mechanics (and the one Cullen got himself in trouble with after offering to give Ella a proper thrusting demonstration).

Well... I don't actually think he'd call it trouble any longer, but you'll have to read the fic to find out more.

In any case, to get his Inquisitor her cake, Cullen strikes a deal: he provides expert martial combat reviews for Gretta's future smut novels, and in exchange, she bakes off-schedule cherry crumble cakes for him to give to Ella.

The things a Commander Wife Guy will do for love.

~~~ IN REALITY~~~~~~~

So why the cherry crumble cake? Well, because I love it, obviously.

Really, though, the cake is based on a German Streuselkuchen. This is a cake my grandparents have baked for as long as I can remember, along with any number of other delicious cakes that may or not make an appearance as Ella and Cullen's story continues.

Food as a love language, and especially Kaffe und Kuchen has been a staple in my life since I was a child.

Streuselkuchen is one of my favorite cakes and especially because it can be adapted to include any number of fruits or berries (apples, cherries, strawberries, raspberries, etc etc). The recipe I linked below is one of the closest versions I could find to the family recipe, which is mostly baked on chaos and vibes

(Which, ironically, also accurately describes my writing process).

~~~ THE RECIPE ~~~~~~

🔗 Base recipe: German Streusel Cake With Cherries (Kirschstreuselkuchen) from The Spruce Eats

Changes/Notes:

You can absolutely use cherry pie filling as a quick way to bake this cake that doesn't involve having to pit a million cherries

Best served slightly warm, ideally hand delivered by a feral gargoyle who is deeply in love with you.

~~~ THE FIC ~~~~~~~~

If you haven't already, you can read The Skyhold Literary Society on AO3