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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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Summary: In which the Commander understands Sister Eve more, but at what cost?
Curiosity killed the nug.
Chapter Three: Haven’s Commander
20 Days Before the Explosion
Moonlight envelopes Haven’s clinic, lighting the path ahead. An echo of childlike giggling reaches his ears, still sensitive from the day’s noise. His shoulders relax a fraction as he draws in the cold air. It stings, all the way into his lungs.
A loud crash, then light thumps follow. His brows furrow, and his eyes narrow through the curtained window. His stride is picking up, as well as his heart.
“Retreat!” Another protest of wood. “That’s the wrong way.”
Cullen huffs, pinching the bridge of his nose. Of course.
Warm candlelight glows behind the curtains. Sister Eve’s silhouette is bent over a small table, the graceful curve of her back shifting to correct something. Another shadow passes her. He forces another deep inhale, pointedly staring at the clinic’s door rather than the silhouettes beyond the curtains.
Haven’s mayhem hammers at his skull incessantly, loosening its grip. Never fully, but just enough to open the clinic door.
This is an entirely different kind of grip than Haven’s. It’s an embrace.
Warm air hits him first.
Candlelight flickers across the room. A chessboard between a chair and a bed. A stack of drawings on the floor that shifts with the wind sweeping in at his back.
A blur of pink lands between his boots. Ser Biscuit pauses, looking back, then hops away. With a clang, Finn knocks headfirst into Commander Cullen’s breastplate. Finn lands on his backside.
The rest of the room pauses. Eve has her fingers hovering over a chess piece. A wide-eyed adolescent girl has her hands darting behind her back, as if to hide something. Some chess pieces peek out from her blankets.
Finn hunches into himself. Hands folding over his forehead. “Ser! Wait, it’s dangerous to go without your squire.” Finn is trying to blink away the welling tears in his eyes, standing. “A mabari will eat you!”
Cullen catches him instinctively, grip faltering for a breath. A spark of pain fires into his temples. “Slow down-”
A chuckle halfway out of his mouth, the wince in his breath follows.
The children's show villain is a figure who sadly is not seen outside the children's show. There are few stock characters who as succinctly declare, from sheer stage presence, "the world is unloveable and it is painful to live here; that which delights mankind is like ash on my tongue" without being too fucking whiny about it.
God will see you at the lowest point of your life, and say "what the fuck I thought I killed that thing." But you skitter too fast and you are too creepy.
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Relationships: Cullen/Female Mage Trevelyan
Rating: Explicit
Chapter: 42: Inkstained I
Word Count: 259,324
Fic Tags: slow burn, yearning, friends to lovers, herald trevelyan, inquisitor hawke, plus size FMC
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Convincing the Inquisition of her innocence was hard enough when she was newly marked, let alone a month after fleeing from their custody. Ophelia Trevelyan has no wish for history to remember her as just one more mage to ruin the world, but when her choices are stay and die or run and live, she knows which option to pick. She doesn’t know how she’ll convince the Inquisition to believe her this time, but maybe closing the rifts and making friends with them all is a start.
ft. non-Inquisitor Trevelyan. Slow burn. Friends to lovers.
A spell shot towards him in a shade of sickly orange, one which cut clear through a still smoldering curtain. It fell with a heavy thump, upending a vase.
Cullen twisted around the pillar and sprinted down the vestibule. The railing was too narrow a shield, and he used pillars and vases. All around him was a slow retreat, and opponents in all directions. Nor could he tell who was ally in need of assistance, and who was an enemy still. He settled against the railing with a grimace, catching his breath. Sitting here left him an easy target, and the allies he knew were too far. If he—
A shadow fell over him as a rogue extracted himself from the darkness. Cullen jolted out of the way, tense, preparing to spring. Their blade struck the pillar near him, and the person wasted no time in recovering, abandoning one blade for another at their belt, lunging for him.
Someone materialized between them. Cullen lurched away, avoiding a collision course with Cole, who cut through their enemy without a flinch. Blood coated and pale, Cole stared, unnerving eyes latched on him. “You—"Cullen faltered, unable to summon a decent reply.
The shiver of another spell struck near their heads. Cullen flinched, but Cole remained steady, unbothered, expression distant and then, finally, focused on him with a disquietening intensity. “Not hiding anymore,” said Cole. “Not hiding, not running. Facing forward with a head held high. Don’t let this be a mistake.”
“Speak plainly,” he said, uneasy, shaking off the usual discomfort that came when speaking with Cole. He yanked on his collar, irked at the tightness around his throat. Blood trailed down his wrist, soaking into the fabric of his sleeve. His sweat slick hair stuck to his neck, freed from the pomade at last.
Cole didn’t clarify. He rarely did. “You worry. You shouldn’t. I will be there.”
Baffled, Cullen found no reply before Cole was gone.
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if you're wondering about the intelligence of earth's future scientists just know that in my attempts to wash cleaning product off the shower floor, I turned the tap on with my entire head and shoulders (clothed) under the shower head. while wearing headphones.
one genre of fanfiction that seems to have mostly disappeared since i became an adult is shenanigans-type fics. like not exactly crack but just "the gang goes to 7-11" type, extremely low-stakes plot stories. the beach episodes of fanfiction. i just feel like i don't see those around so much anymore. whered they go. i miss them :(
I do wonder if we don't see these types of stories in fanfiction anymore because we don't see them in modern mainstream media, either. There doesn't seem to be any room for low stakes, character-establishing bits in books, movies or TV shows these days; everything that goes on in today's stories must Move The Plot Forward or it gets cut.
With that being the case, it might not be so surprising that the kids don't know that stories where the characters just interact with each other to show the reader who they are and what their relationships are like in the absence of anything greater also serve a purpose!
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