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Mixing Memory and Desire

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Canadian writer/editor/cat&pup mama/dress addict/traveler. My main fandoms are Lucifer (on Netflix), Dragon Age, and Mass Effect. Currently working on a bunch of original fic (including a novel co-written with my bestest bestie: @w0rdinista). My avatar is by the wonderful @aelwen.
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Cullen question for you, if it hasn't been addressed yet. I just did the mission "Perseverance" last night (yes I'm slow) and I'm curious if you chose to have him continue quitting lyrium? Why or why not?

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Ohhhh, I'm 100% in favor of his quitting lyrium. And 100% Gonna Need To Write Fic About That Sometime, incidentally.

I might have been a little more leery if he wasn't so honest about it, and if he hadn't specifically put the safeguard of Cassandra in place. He doesn't hide it, or make it a secret. He doesn't pretend he's immune to the things he's seen others suffer. It is so obvious how much he wants to be free of the lyrium's hold, and I think it's an extremely important bit of forward character development to let him take the risk. I (and my Inquisitor) completely trust Cassandra to be intensely diligent about something like this, and to act without hesitation should something go awry (I mean, she's Cassandra). So, really, as long as Cassandra's got her eye on him, Cullen's in good hands.

Because I am always willing to suffer For Science, I did play the scene every possible way and man, I... I couldn't push him to take the lyrium, even if I wanted to. The way the scene ends if you do is so heartbreaking, right down to the shadows and the camera angle and the bitter sorrow of his body language. 

See, here's the thing: the Inquisition (at least the way my Inquisitor's running things, certainly) is ostensibly trying to make the world a better place. Yes, it may not be the ideal time to stop taking the might-kill-you, might-drive-you-mad drug, but if the Inquisition can't even grant its Commander the same choice it's trying to offer so many others--freedom, hope, survival, second chances--I think it's doing its own message a disservice. And it's doing Cullen a disservice, too. Because he absolutely, 100% does not want to be taking lyrium anymore--that much is exceedingly clear--and though he'll follow the Inquisitor's orders without question (because he's Cullen), I think it does actually kill something in him to do it.

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there's the post about cullen styling his hair everyday and i really think you are the right person to address this

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With regard to this post.

               It takes her a little while to notice the slight curl of Cullen’s hair. It scrunches a little bit at the base of his neck where it rubs against the fur cowl on his cloak. It’s more pronounced when they travel, or after they’ve been in a battle. Sweat, dirt, grime and blood create a filthy balm, and when he runs a hand through it, she can see the kinks forming against his skull. Though the curls aren’t prominent enough to be noticeable unless you were looking for them.

               Dorian catches her staring once or twice.

               “See something you like, Inquisitor?” he asks quietly as she smiles and glances away. But he’s grinning, and his eyes are twinkling like he’s noticed the same thing she has. She wonders if she’s not the only one to wonder what Cullen’s hair would look like curled.

               She starts to notice the curls behind his ears, where he occasionally misses a lock in whatever his morning routine is. And then in the evenings when she makes up reasons to visit, there’s a slight wave to his hair. It’s rumpled from all of the times he’s combed his fingers through it while pouring over reports at his desk.

               And then one day, at some ungodly hour in the morning, Leliana knocks on the Inquisitor’s door. She crisply puts a packet of papers in to her hands, instructs that she take them to the Commander immediately, and turns on her heel and leaves. The Inquisitor, dazed and confused is only left with a groggy morning memory of a mischievous grin and a strange feeling in her stomach. She’s not sure if she’s about to be privy to some joke, or the butt of one. After all, one ought to be weary when a spymaster grins.

               The Inquisitor knocks on his door, shivering in the pre-dawn breeze that sweeps across Skyhold. A slightly muffled,

               “It’s unlocked!” comes from within, and the Inquisitor enters quickly to escape the chill. “You’re later than usual this morning.” Cullen doesn’t look up while speaking, preoccupied with something. He’s leaning over his desk, resting one hand on the edge while the other runs thoughtfully along his cleanly shaven jaw. He’s clad only in his trousers, with a towel slung carelessly over one shoulder. His neck and face have a light sheen, like they’ve just been washed, and his hair. His hair is a mess of damp curls, golden locks turned brown with water. They’re loose rings, pushed coarsely back against his scalp.

               “Commander,” the Inquisitor greets, unable to completely master the slight tremor in her voice. She isn’t sure if she ought to be giggling, or absolutely mortified. Cullen snaps to attention, bumping awkwardly in to his desk,

               “Inquisitor!” he casts his eyes about the room, presumably searching for his shirt, but it’s too late to hide the blush spreading along his body. “I’m sorry—I didn’t—Leliana usually—“ he stammers haltingly. He doesn’t seem to know what to do with his hands, or his entire body for that matter. In fact it looks like the only thing he can think of it leaping out of the window.

               “Our Spymaster asked me to deliver these,” the Inquisitor explains, holding up the papers. To her credit, her voice is absolutely level now, but she’s sure there’s a blush creeping in to her cheeks. Before it can become any more obvious, she steps forward to deposit the papers. “Sorry to have startled you.”

               “You didn’t—ah… it’s no trouble,” Cullen finally manages. And because she knows neither of them will be able to get out any other words after that, the Inquisitor turns and walks calmly out of the room. As soon as she’s out on the battlements she’s grinning. And during the walk back to her chambers, she’s quite warm despite the early morning chill.

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Anonymous asked:

So, likely difficult question, but what was your favorite moment from the Cullen storyline/romance?

DEFINITELY DIFFICULT QUESTION.

I wish I could give you a window into my brain while I’ve been turning it over. There’s a very pinball-esque thing happening where a moment will pop into my head and I think “oh! yes! that one!” and then I remember something different and it’s all “oh! wait! this one!” and then something else is all “but what about me!?”

Can I do two? Can I do a romance one and a storyline one?

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Anonymous asked:

Have you seen the video of all Cullen's ambient dialogue with the companions through his messengers? Almost good as companion banter. It's "DA: Inquisition. Cullen & Companions" on youtube.

Bless you, anon, may you find twenty dollars on the ground and get all the holiday presents you most desire.

(For anyone else as interested as I am, the link is here. ENJOY.)

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There's about an 87% chance I'm going to write a Cullen alphabet fic in the vein of Sebastian's Canticles and Garrus' Just Like Old Times, to be honest. You know I'm a sucker for coming up with whole backstories based on (very short) epistolary exchanges with one's sisters.

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Fic: the words You place in my throat (Cullen)

So this happened. And then Dan was awful as usual but kindly let me steal his ideas. Five drabbles upon a theme, spoilers through In Your Heart Shall Burn.

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He sings softly as he goes about his duties in the Circle. He wants to be the best templar that he can be, and he’s sure that bringing the beauty of the Maker’s praise into a place as grim as this giant tower is part of that. He’s pleased to hear that the sound reflects well off the stone, and he raises his voice. He sees someone out of the corner of his eye, watching him sing. It’s one of the elven apprentices. She flashes a smile at him and disappears. He hopes she might come listen to him again.

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Anonymous asked:

I'm not the anon from yesterday, but since you said we could ask questions and I'm curious, what /are/ some of the ways you think your Inquisitor is different from your Shepard? If you don't mind sharing?

I don’t mind sharing. Um, I don’t know how familiar you are with my Shepard and her various stories, but I’m going to kinda talk as if you have some passing knowledge anyway.

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i have fallen into the pit that is cullen/inquisitor and now i can't get back up...what if inquisition had an "ultimate sacrifice" ending like origins in that the inquisitor has to severe all her ties to the fade in order to defeat cory & close the breach, basically rendering her tranquil. Imagine cullen's confusion and SAD when greeted with a simple "hello, commander"

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why

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Actually, this is pretty much exactly what I thought they would do if an ultimate sacrifice option was on the table. Early on, I would've put money on something like it happening. Tranquility came up so much throughout the game, but didn't really have a payoff/consequence/personal relevance. Even with a non-mage, I think it would've worked because of the nature of the mark. (And then, given Cassandra's reveal of information, there might've been a bit of hope for reversal, so it wouldn't have been 110% TRAGEDY?) 

Dragon Age: An Armory of Chekhov's Guns.

But this is freaking awful and because I'm a horrible person I kind of want to write a(n AU) fic where it happens, because heartbreaking. (And also a kind of awesome way to chew on facets of characterization.)

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Dragon Age: Inquisition Fic: Worship (1/1)

Title: Worship (1/1)

Fandom: Dragon Age: Inquisition

Pairing: Mage Trevelyan/Commander Cullen

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Your Worship, they call her. They are heavy words. Hers is a heavy burden. And yet she never turns away, never falters. She smiles for them, and he knows she means it. She offers her hand, and never balks when they reach out and take it, pulling with all their might. He knows she questions, sometimes, cannot help questioning, but if ever he himself doubted, he looks on this strength of hers, this determination, and cannot help but see the Maker’s hand in it.

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Are you already replaying DAI? Are you gonna romance anyone else? I'm so curious about your playthroughs :D (which is in no small part because I love your writing)

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Aww, thank you

I'm not replaying it yet. I'm going to, but probably not until they get a patch out; the bugginess was very frustrating. I'm going back to Canada for Christmas, and probably won't tackle a replay until I get home in January. I don't want to get caught mid-playthrough. :)

I am pretty sure the next playthrough will actually be a canon replay of Rose Trevelyan. Now that I'm through the game and know what's what, I think I have a better handle on her and what her decisions would be (she and I are both not quite content with the way some things shook out). I'm 99% sure she's going to be my canon Inquisitor because I love her, and usually my canon character gets more than one crack at things as I refine her.

I would like to see the Solas romance, I think, and maybe Bull's. I am also, for the first time in my BioWare life, thinking I might play a MAN, so I can see what's what with the Cassandra romance, even though I am also perfectly content with her as a friend (precious Cassandra, my darling angry Seeker). Buuuut... I don't know. It might be all talk; I tend to be as ridiculously monogamous in video game land as I am in real life. ;D I love, love, love Cullen and am not sure I envision any other pairings leaping to the same OTP status?

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Cullen is the sort of person that needs to be woken up in the mornings by a tiny herd of children running screaming into the bedroom to jump up onto the bed and slither all over the blankets while trying to wake mum and dad who both mumble tiredly to each other about whose turn it is to get up to amuse them before both rolling over and falling asleep again while the tiny horde run squealing from the room

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DEFIRA

I CAN'T REPLY TO THIS PRIVATELY

BECAUSE IT'S TOO CUTE FOR ME TO NEVER SEE AGAIN

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