Seeking (1/4)
anonymous
October 13 2013, 19:23:12 UTC
(I hope this is what you were looking for, OP! I have a thing for stuttery, awkward Cullen, so this prompt wouldn’t leave me alone. Forgive the segment lengths, and I hope you enjoy it!) [Suggested tags: dragon_age:inquisition, fanfic:finished, character:cullen, fanfic:not_porn, kink:fluff]
“Is Cullen broken?”
Varric looks from polishing Bianca and up at the Inquisitor. Way up. “I think we’re all a little broken, Tiny, but why don’t you expand on what you mean.”
‘Tiny’ frowns at him, her brows furrowing between her arcing horns. “He suddenly has trouble speaking. His words come like a rockslide-first little pieces, then large chunks all at once.”
Varric finally turns his full attention to Ashtal. She’s easily three times his height, with skin the color of tarnished bronze, dark eyes, and long hands ending in talons. He eyes her up and down, muttering, “Really?” He doesn’t understand humans, or how any of them could be attracted to something so much larger than themselves. Of course, Ashtal could wrap a hand around his head, so
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Re: Seeking (2/4)
anonymous
October 13 2013, 19:24:17 UTC
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Ashtal is not unused to humans being scared of her. Her people have been mislabeled, misidentified, misplaced as Qunari, and so carry the weight of them on their shoulders. Even being a Tal-Vashoth alone has its own burden. So the humans and elves and dwarves all quake as she walks past, and she does not falter. They choose to fear her, choose to see her in the shadow of those who are not her, choose to not open their eyes and see truth instead
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Re: Seeking (3/4)
anonymous
October 13 2013, 19:25:10 UTC
“I apologize,” Ashtal says, lifting her head to meet Cullen’s widened gaze. “I did not hear you approach.”
Cullen smiles. It is small and his eyes remain large, like a spooked deer. “N-no, my fault,” the words tumble from his mouth. “I sh-should’ve announced m-myself. I-I’ve seen your routine before-should’ve realized...” He freezes, and his eyes widen further, and Ashtal wonders if they will fall from his face. “N-not that I-I watch you, or-or anything
( ... )
Re: Seeking (4/4)
anonymous
October 13 2013, 19:25:56 UTC
Ashtal holds out her hand, and Cullen glances down at her briefly when she doesn’t speak. She lifts one white eyebrow at him, and Cullen’s throat spasms as he swallows. His fingers come away from the object all at once, and it lands heavy in her hand. She stares at it
( ... )
I just. Words do not describe! The fill was absolutely stunning, and your Tal-Vashoth inquisitor was so gorgeous! Absolutely love the way she was written, love the struggle with dealing with her upbringing and coping with human culture, and of course Cullen was perfection~ Maker knows I miss how he was before he went blood mage bananas. All in all thank you so much W!anon~! I hope to see more of your work! ♡♡♡♡
Re: Seeking (4/4)
anonymous
November 24 2014, 22:22:58 UTC
I wish I hadn't read this. It makes me wish I could romance Cullen as a Qunari all over again. :'( Seriously though, this is really sweet and well-written and ahhhhhh I love it. <3
Bonus: Cullen's stutter returns and the Inquisitor is super confused by the speech quirk~
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“Is Cullen broken?”
Varric looks from polishing Bianca and up at the Inquisitor. Way up. “I think we’re all a little broken, Tiny, but why don’t you expand on what you mean.”
‘Tiny’ frowns at him, her brows furrowing between her arcing horns. “He suddenly has trouble speaking. His words come like a rockslide-first little pieces, then large chunks all at once.”
Varric finally turns his full attention to Ashtal. She’s easily three times his height, with skin the color of tarnished bronze, dark eyes, and long hands ending in talons. He eyes her up and down, muttering, “Really?” He doesn’t understand humans, or how any of them could be attracted to something so much larger than themselves. Of course, Ashtal could wrap a hand around his head, so ( ... )
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Ashtal is not unused to humans being scared of her. Her people have been mislabeled, misidentified, misplaced as Qunari, and so carry the weight of them on their shoulders. Even being a Tal-Vashoth alone has its own burden. So the humans and elves and dwarves all quake as she walks past, and she does not falter. They choose to fear her, choose to see her in the shadow of those who are not her, choose to not open their eyes and see truth instead ( ... )
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Cullen smiles. It is small and his eyes remain large, like a spooked deer. “N-no, my fault,” the words tumble from his mouth. “I sh-should’ve announced m-myself. I-I’ve seen your routine before-should’ve realized...” He freezes, and his eyes widen further, and Ashtal wonders if they will fall from his face. “N-not that I-I watch you, or-or anything ( ... )
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I just. Words do not describe! The fill was absolutely stunning, and your Tal-Vashoth inquisitor was so gorgeous! Absolutely love the way she was written, love the struggle with dealing with her upbringing and coping with human culture, and of course Cullen was perfection~ Maker knows I miss how he was before he went blood mage bananas. All in all thank you so much W!anon~! I hope to see more of your work! ♡♡♡♡
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