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gogogodzilla · 7 months

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day 8, almost getting caught

cullen rutherford x reader warnings: nsfw 18+, creampie, unprotected sex, war room sex, semi-public sex kinktober ☠︎︎ main masterlist ☠︎︎ read on ao3

You knew it was reckless, but that didn’t stop you for a second. You hardly had enough time to say ‘good morning’ before Cullen was off to his duties and you were off to yours. You couldn’t wait any longer.

The moment Leliana and Josephine left the war room you were rounding the table and pulling him into a heated kiss. He paid no mind to the markers you swiped off the map to make room for the two of you, he’d already memorized their locations during the meetings.

You exchanged heated kisses as clumsy fingers moved to detach the armor and bits of cloth that dared to come between you.

How you got into this position, back pressed against the hardwood of the table and him moaning above you, was a blur in your lust-filled mind. All you could focus on was how deliciously Cullen was stretching you and how much you needed more, more, more.

You pulled him closer to you, raking your nails across the broad expanse of his back. You felt his muscles ripple under your touch, and you pressed your fingertips against the now-flushed skin. You wrapped your legs around his waist, allowing him to rut deeper inside you, causing you both to let out whines of pleasure.

“Inquisitor,” he groaned against the shell of your ear as he leaned over you, encompassing the whole of your body with his.

Voices sounding outside the heavy wooden doors of the war room caused you to tense against Cullen and him to stifle a groan against your shoulder.

“Josie, I’m sure you didn’t forget it,” Leliana’s voice was muffled behind the doors, but you’d recognize it anywhere.

“I must be sure, Leliana. It’s my favorite quill; I’ll just be a moment,” came Josephine’s muffled response. Cullen froze above you, both of you straining to hear the conversation just outside the doors.

“I think I saw it in the rookery when you walked up with me, maybe we should start there? I’m sure the Inquisitor and Commander are still discussing important matters.” Leliana’s voice rose at the last part of her bid to lead Josephine away, and you flushed. Nothing could get past your spymaster.

It was quiet for a moment, and Cullen slowly picked up where he left off, thrusting deeply inside you. The gasp that escaped you when Cullen hit the particular spot that had your back arching against the hardwood was stifled by his lips against yours.

The thought of getting caught sent a jolt through your body, and you clenched against him. His pace quickened, and you could tell he thought the same.

“Very well, we can check there first,” Josephine replied and the footsteps receded.

Cullen cupped your face with one hand and, as his thrusts became sloppier, he kissed you. He pulled away after a moment, just enough to look you in your eyes as he fucked you. With one final snap of his hips, you were coming undone and his name tumbled past your lips.

He was soon to follow you off the precipice and he shuddered against you as his hips stilled within you. He pushed the hair out of your face and his gaze softened as he looked down at you.

He pressed a tender kiss to your temple, then to your nose, and finally to your lips. “I missed you, my love,” he whispered against you.

“Perhaps we should move this to my chambers before Leliana and Josephine come back,” you suggested, a small grin gracing your features.

A blush spread across Cullen’s face, but he nodded and helped you dress. He was quick to put the markers back into their correct spots and drag you out of the war room to continue your reunion elsewhere.

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curioushappenstance · 3 months

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“Smile!”

“Inquisitor… what are you doing?”

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bonesofapoet · 1 year

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the night that keeps our secrets

[ cullen rutherford x inquisitor!reader ]

author’s note: him!!! beloved!!!! loml !!!! i am so fucking soft for this guy you have no idea. anyway - the one where its the inquisitor, whose head is heavy under the weight of a crown they did not ask for. angst, comfort, alcohol mention

word count: 1568

The battlements were quiet that night.

Torchlight shone faint in the darkness. The range between the dying embers had grown long and sparse where a sentry was not required. Absolute darkness reigned wholeheartedly, where repairs to the old crumbling masonry had not yet been completed. Only the starlight kept you company here, on this stretch of stone that had become yours and yours alone. Moonlight illuminates the heart you allow to bleed on your sleeve in the presence of no one but the Maker, Andraste, the Elvhen gods of old.

Skyhold was at peace, after such a harrowing win. A raging celebration had cloaked your base from the stables all the way to Leliana's aviary - a collective exhale, finally, breathed new life into not only the Inquisition itself, but those supporting the cause you had, once upon a time, questioned on your own. It was infectious, this taste of victory, especially when the road to get here was long and cruel and tedious. Roaring fires have calmed to kindling now, the rest of the Keep not too far behind for the night.

There was still much to be done, but this night provided a vital respite that no one seemed to oppose.

It was a calm thing, at such an hour so late. The pathways up into the depths of the stronghold were occupied by the occasional pair, group, lone survivor stumbling to bed in their own corner of the castle.

Your time was your own, now - and by the way Bull kept sliding rounds of Maraas-Lok your way - it was a welcome thing, slipping away from your friends. Dawn was fast approaching, and you hoped to at least have your head about you when the time came to greet it. Sleep sounded a welcome way to temper the evening, but - exhausted as you were - it would never stay for long. So, here you came. Slipped away through the shortcut passages that were less traveled, less well known among those that weren’t under your direct chain of command.

Not many knew to look for you here. Save Cole, because he was Cole. He watched over you, here at Skyhold. Out of sight, always, but without a doubt, at your back nonetheless. Leliana, of course - the Nightingale was spymaster of the Inquisition for a reason. And, finally -

"Oh, I - there you are. I've been looking for you."

Cullen.

So lost in your thoughts as you were, with your gaze tipped up, up, up, towards silver-lined clouds wisping over bright constellations and velvety darkness alike. The steady breeze gliding over your skin had a calming effect this evening. Gentle as it was, a natural balm to any sleepless night, especially on the worst ones. You hadn't realized this serenity had been broken by heavy footfalls on stone, and, hidden by the wind swirling past, was the familiar rustle of the fur cloak he never went without.

"Didn't I leave you fast asleep in my quarters?"

Starlight painted a smile upon your lips, and you wore it with all the grace and beauty of the Divine. Cullen had to stop, when your face turned from the heavens to him, down here on Thedas. If it weren't for the brisk mountain air grounding him here and now, he would be drifting away, lost in the radiant presence of the Inquisitor - his Inquisitor. A smile began to rise upon his lips, and he ducked his head in shadow. A blush began to bloom, and he knew you wouldn't leave it be.

"You did," he says to the stones. "And you -" He steps closer, eyes tipping up towards yours, watching him. There's a glint in your eye; the one he’s learned to mean mischief. At his expense tonight, no doubt. " - slipped away without a trace."

A small laugh escapes you, loud in contrast to the quiet of the night. Your hands drummed upon the chipped stone in front of you, an idle movement to occupy your body. You had become so much more restless, since you were crowned Inquisitor.

"I didn't want to wake you."

"You didn't think I'd notice you were gone?" This time it was Cullen, who chased away the silence with a quiet laugh of his own. He reaches for you, a hand skimming along your spine. It's gentle, his touch, softer without the leather gloves always hugging his skin. "My love, I always notice when you're gone."

Your smile is warm, his words taking root in your chest to grow a beautiful garden in your heart. As for it reaching your eyes, as it so often does. . .

Cullen notices, of course, when it doesn't.

His smile wavers, all space between you disappearing when you lean into his touch. Your name is quiet, when it leaves his lips. It's spoken with reverence, always his favorite prayer to sing even when you are no longer near.

“Are you all right?”

It was unintentional, to laugh at his question. And yet, that didn’t stop the sound from spilling into the night, swirling above with the snow that had just begun to fall. They were both gentle in delivery, the flakes weightless and fluffy as they shone bright in the rays of moonlight that remained. The clouds were thick and glowing now, heavy under the weight of unfallen snow. Your voice was loud in the darkness, loud in comparison to the quiet worry that Cullen always held for you.

But, the world had become heavy, even in victory. Leading the Inquisition came with a price you kept to yourself, most days.

Heavy is the head, as they say.

“I don’t think I have a choice but to be, do I?”

His touch stills, and you both turn your eyes out towards the darkness, out into the world beyond Ferelden, beyond Orlais, where trouble is no doubt lurking. Somewhere, it’s hunting for you. It never stops.

The breath Cullen takes is unsteady, yet his tone remains soft. Tender. “In front of the Inquisition? Your troops and allies? No, I’m afraid not - the stakes. . . None of us have that luxery. Though -”

It’s gentle, when he pulls you into him. You breathe in the comfort of leather and sandalwood, the faint air of celebration and strong liquor still clinging to him for dear life. The hand that isn’t holding you rises to rub circles along your back. Traces soothing lines down your side to twine his fingers through your own. It doesn’t take long before you're burying your face into his furs.

Cullen says your name again, all quiet and warm and strong. “You have a choice with me. Always.” a kiss is pressed to your crown, and it lingers. Lingers. Lingers. “With all of us in your council, really. Just as we know we have a choice around you.”

Too soon are you creating space from one another, but Cullen is stepping back to tilt your chin up from the safety of him, to the uncharted glory of the sky. Snowflakes are swirling just a little bit quicker now, the wind coming to bite, rather than soothe. You bring your eyes down to meet his veiled amber gaze, breath shaking at the warm look he’s giving you now. It’s the one you’ve seen only when you come home hurt.

You nod, the heaviness of your crown resting a little easier now. A little less heavy, but a little more snug. Cullen offers you a smile - something small, something aching, and he begins to tug you forward by the hand. You don’t fall into him again, because he’s walking backwards in time with your steps, back the way he had come.

“That’s it, love. What do you say we continue this back inside? It’s getting a little too cold for my taste.”

A smile of your own begins to take shape upon your lips. “Welcome to the dregs of the Inquisition, Commander. Most of us don’t have a shiny rack of Templar armor to cozy under, believe it or not.”

“Oh, is that what you think? That it is warmer than it is dreadfully heavy?,” he tugs you harder with the next step, and this time he has to catch you so you don’t trip. The noise of shock that pierces through the snowfall mixes with a laugh as Cullen keeps teasing. “I brave the cold to find you, and then you twist your dagger where you can, hm?”

“I suppose -” you begin. The grin spreading across your lips is coated in irony and dripping with sugary sweetness. “- someone other than Sera should keep you on your toes. Unless, of course, you’d rather I leave it all up to her and her bees-”

“Don’t you dare.”

“You didn’t like the bees?”

“Inquisitor.”

“Yes?”

“Maker’s breath - just - I - let’s go inside.” Cullen huffs, turning on his heels to leave you laughing in the face of the dark of the night. Snow was catching in his furs, his golden hair still glowing bright in the ethereal glow of snowfall - a beacon for you, in the darkness. The grip on your hand tightened, and you couldn’t help squeeze back, laughing an apology as you finally kept pace with his strides.

When you begin to shiver, the weight of a fur cloak is slung around your shoulders; the warmth burying you in a wave of peace - the first you’ve felt in months - and you rode that wave all the way to your quarters through dawn.

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creampuffx14 · 9 months

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Imagine: being married to Cullen

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warpedlegacywrites · 2 months

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Chapter 17: Bells in Kirkwall

The hours of the day are marked by the ringing of the chantry bells. But that is not all they signify. (Definitely pay attention to CWs for this chapter...)

Her thoughts of the future lately have been optimistic. Hopeful. The whisper of doubt is still there, of course. The quiet little voice in the back of her mind that never stops asking, What if? What if she makes the same mistakes as her mother? What if she can’t love the child as she should? What if the child doesn’t love her? What if she does everything right… but then Solas succeeds, and it’s all for naught? But it’s quieter now, easier to ignore. She watches the children play, listens to Cullen’s soothing voice, and it grows quieter still.

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andraste-preserve-us · 1 year

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Cullen’s partner putting the gel in his hair for him and then giving him a little kiss on the forehead while he’s all 🥹

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my-st0ff · 11 months

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Something Soft and Delicate

Chapter Two

Fandom: Dragon Age

Pairing: Cullen Rutherford x female reader

Chapter Song: Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want (Deftones Version) - Deftones (lyrics in bold)

"Isn't this wonderful?"

A husky, tired voice flows across your shoulder into your ear - emitting from your newly wed husband who had been acting as your big spoon and caressing your bare skin to help you wake up with his head placed perfectly so that he could peck at your lower neck constantly for the past five minutes or so. So you tiredly responded with "hm?"

Cullen: "Good times for a change"

You: "Yes... it is rather lovely"

You speak through a cheesy grin, eyes still shut.

Cullen: "It's just, neither of us have been very well off and... I'm so glad I found you y/n. So for once in my life I feel... so safe"

You: "And you deserve to, Sweetheart"

You turn over in his arms so that you can face him.

You: "See, the luck you've had, can make a good man turn bad... and you've done nothing but remain my big, strong pure man"

A devilish smile creeps across your lips toward the end of your sentence as you squeeze his bicep. Making him giggle and his ears to turn a little red.

You: "How on Thedas do I still make you blush, Cullen?"

Cullen: "Oh I've never dealt well with compliments from pretty women. I'm not sure that will ever change"

He grins.

You: "Aww, thought you'd be bored of me by now"

You smile half joking. His gaze softens.

Cullen: "You? Never."

He slowly leans in and kisses you gently with feather-touch lips. His sweet, low voice hatching butterflies deep in your tummy. His large arms envelop you.

Cullen: "Maker has finally Let me get what I want... lord knows it's the first time"

Your soft round eyes look up at him similar to a puppies yearning gaze as one hand of yours begins to utilise it's fingers in caressing Cullen's naked chest. You go to reassure him.

You: "Cullen you- darlin' are you too hot?"

Your eyes flicker between the several licks of sweat rolling down his forehead and cheeks.

Cullen: "I feel a little flushed"

His eyes apear glazed over, giving him away as he tries his hardest to maintain his composure. You start to shuffle away and sit up a bit.

You: "I'll get you a cold flannel"

You go to push yourself off the bed and onto your feet when you feel a clammy hand grip your wrist.

Cullen: "no, don't go"

His doughy eyes pleed more intensely than his words ever could. You do your best to remain stoic.

You: "it's the withdrawals is it not?"

You state matter-of-factly. Referring to his recovering stater due to being in the process of quitting lyrium.

Cullen: "it doesn't matter y/n. I won't let the first few days of our marriage be spoiled by this"

You: "don't say silly things like that. Nothing will be spoiled my sweet"

You smile tenderly and float out the room to find a flannel.

Once you return with a damp, wet flannel and a bottle of medicine with a complimentary teaspoon your met with a trembling Cullen who's sat on top of the covers in his underwear with a cold sweat tormenting the surface of his soft skin. You sit beside him and carefully place the flannel on his forehead as he twitches and occasionally whimpers. Then you unscrew the bottle of medicine and raise the teaspoon.

Cullen: "Let me, let me, let me"

Cullen commands rapidly, almost frantically. You, without a second thought hand him the glass bottle and spoon to which he mucks up the execution of the pouring gesture. Immediately realising you were too soon to let him do it himself, you take the spoon and bottle back slowly and cautiously and place it on the bedside table all the while Cullen curses under his breath.

Cullen: "I'm so sorry y/n"

You: "shh shh shh"

You cup his cheek and peck at his forehead.

You: "I'll just change the bedding tonight, okay?"

Cullen 'mhm's and nods, looking down still with an essence of shame. You let a few drops fill out the teaspoon and then bring the pads of your index and middle finger to lift his chin. His eyes fall shut and you instinctively brush the palm of your hand up the side of his face so that he leans into your touch.

You: "open"

You mumble softly and his trembling lips part so that you can spoon the medicine into his mouth.

You: "that'll help with the sweats"

You twirl the hair that flops over his face between your fingers.

Cullen: "Yes I- I'm feeling a little better already so, y/n... so please please please don't worry about me. Just give me a little bit and then we can carry on... celebrating"

He smirks at 'celebrating'. You smile back.

You: "You wanna tell me how your feeling?"

You ask as you shuffle yourself into a comfortable position next to him to make sure he doesn't get too hot. You lock your fingers with his as he begins to explain the best he can. You shut your eyes, deciding to let him mumble himself to sleep (as he would most definitely agree to go back to sleep if you were to outright tell him to).

Cullen: "This time is nowhere as bad as last time I got this..."

He rubs his temple and winces. His eyes shut and words lazy.

Cullen: "do you know what's rather odd about it, y/n?"

You: "what's that?"

Cullen: "I haven't had a dream in a long time and I feel like it's definitely somewhat related"

You: "how interesting"

Soon enough his sentences gave out halfway through until there was a complete absence of them. Replaced by soft snores and quiet whistles from his nose.

Chapter Three:

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ravensliterature · 2 years

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A Sad Prayer

A/N: Top 10 Favorite Video Games

pairing: Cullen Rutherford x Reader

warnings: Religion I guess

w/c: 679 (sorry, it’s on the shorter side)

Prompt: On the even of battle, you find Cullen in a prayer. You both fear for what may come.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------While you were the Inquisitor you were not super religious. Sure, you prayed once and a while to The Maker and Andraste but not much more. It was curious how you fell in love with a former templar. Cullen understood your stance and he had fallen out himself. You'd never seen him pray but it was understandable given all that you have seen.

You knew the battle with Corypheus was soon, and you were terrified. Cullen could tell not that he would mention that to you. There was nothing that could make you not fear what was to come. He could feel how you trembled and he was quick to take you in his arms as he soothed you whenever you needed it. This was the final fight.

You were looking for Cullen. He was supposed to give you a report on the status of the troops for the upcoming battle.

“Commander! Are you here?” Your voice echoed through the empty office. You waited for the response but none came. You tried calling again but still no reply. Where could he have gone? You took your time walking around the camp, making sure you didn't miss anything. Everything seemed normal. No one was hurt or in pain. That's good, right? Then there was Cullen? If he wasn't patrolling or training the troops he was normally in his office.

You decided to continue to walk around until you noticed someone left the door open to the small praying room near the gardens. You gazed in to see all the candles lit around the statue of Andraste and said a silent prayer to himself. It was a Templar prayer, one that you had never heard him say before.

Slowly, you walked into the small room, "A prayer for you?" you asked quietly. You saw him turn around slowly, the candlelight shining through his armor and giving you enough light to see clearly that it was Cullen. His head hung down, not meeting your eyes, and his hand held tightly together.

"A prayer for those we have lost... And those I am afraid to lose." His voice cracked.

Without thinking, you moved closer, your fingers brushing his back, trying to comfort him. When he finally lifted his head your heart broke. Cullen looked absolutely exhausted. His skin had a pale gray hue and his hair was unkempt and greasy.

"You're afraid?"

"Of course I am! If Corypheus possessed that grey warden, what more is he capable of? It's only a matter of time before he retaliates." He then swiftly began to stand. "We must draw strength wherever we can."

He turned back to face you, "When the time comes, you will be thrown into his path again." His eyes were full of emotion and his voice became more and more strained, wavering as he stated his fears. "Andraste preserves me, I must send you to him.

"What if I can't?" You weren't expecting your hands to tremble this badly, "Cullen, If I don't..." you stopped talking when you felt another pair of hands gently cupping your cheek to make your eyes look into his.

"Maker, no." He whispered before pulling you close into an embrace "Whatever happens, you will come back." That sentence brought tears to your eyes because you couldn't help but think if Cullen would survive losing you. Not today. Not now. No. You wouldn't let them win. You would not leave Cullen behind in this life.

You wrapped your arms around him and leaned into him. Cullen was warm and soft, and safe. You felt so calm and protected by him.

"Cullen, I love you." The words slipped from your mouth without your permission. Cullen pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, "I do as well." Then he softly placed a kiss on your lips. The kiss was sweet, short, sweet, and tender, but the sparks it set off burned like hellfire. When he pulled away he smiled at you, "If anything should happen to either of us, we shall find each other in the next."

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star--nymph · 28 days

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the Inquisitor sends the Commander off with her blessing

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inquisitorgaywarden · 2 months

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The inquisitor needs these bottles for moral support, cullen.

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rosieofcorona · 14 days

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The Lion of Honnleath (2024)

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greypetrel · 4 months

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"What do you mean she fell from her horse again?"

One year later redraw! I wanted to do one since a long... and truthfully I had other drawings, but this one is still getting notes and I liked it, so here you go.

Cullen's hair is the fluffiest this far, and she is a particular type of pick-me-up girl. Progresses under the cut!