#rylen

[knuttydraws]

No explanation other than that I was in the mood.

#dragon age #dragon age inquisition #rylen #knight captain rylen #dragon age fanart #sometimes the blorbo just has to be drawn #no ragrets

[sammakesart]

Knight Captain Rylen needs more love 💕 

#dragon age inquisition #dragon age #rylen #knight captain rylen #nsft #sammakesart

[nirikeehan]

happy dadwc niri!! how about some Cullen & Rylen for Fluffuary, maybe with either Lyrium or Chant?

WELL here's maybe both, a little.

From an unhinged idea I had over the summer where Thalia disappears and in the aftermath Cullen decides to try to start that lyrium rehab center to try to keep busy. Co-starring Rylen and Samson.

I would like to continue this one day but got a bit stuck on it, so here's what I've got so far.

For @dadrunkwriting

WC: 1285

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Up the hill from Dwarfson’s Pass, three men stand in the sinking afternoon sun, surveying the keep.

Winterwatch Tower fell into the hands of the Inquisition some years ago, when the Inquisitor dealt with some doomsday cult that had holed up there in the waning days of the Mage-Templar War. It’s carved into the mountainside, and has seen better days. The tower on the left has crumbled entirely, as has much of the front-facing rampart. A tattered flag still flutters from the topmost intact tower, a faded souvenir with the Inquisition’s sigil still on it. 

Samson sniffs. “I liked the other place better.” 

Rylen did too, but he won’t say so. Between them, Cullen straightens, jaw set. He’ll dig in now, just because Samson declared for the villa on the northern side of the valley. 

“Let’s go.” Cullen strides forward, between low tumbledown walls topped with long-cold braziers that in better times shepherded inhabitants to the portcullis. Weeds flatten under his boots. 

Left behind, Samson shoots Rylen a skeptical look. Rylen pays him no mind. He isn’t here to make friends with Corypheus’s disgraced general. He’s here to make sure Cullen hasn’t bitten off more than he can chew. 

Rylen dogs his Commander — former Commander, they are all without rank now — under the stone archway. He works the wheel to lifted the spiked gate. Cullen waits, stone-faced. Samson brings up the rear, adjusting the rucksack on his shoulders. They’d granted him freedom from his shackles halfway through the Hinterlands on the condition that he carry and unload the supplies from the horses. Samson made a wisecrack about slave labor that went ignored, then obliged. Rylen has learned the best way to diffuse the man is not to give any of his ideas oxygen. He would have made a fine snake oil salesman — and maybe did, back before Rylen knew him. Men like Samson are a particular breed. 

Cullen ducks under the portcullis before it has fully lifted. The deserted courtyard greets them, silent. Trees and vines have grown up in the absence of maintenance, and bear the brilliant hues of early autumn. The day has been crisp and warm, but there’s the barest hint of chill to the air. Ferelden turns cold so much earlier than the Marches. Days like today always bring Rylen a small tug of melancholy. The winter here will be harsh, but at least they aren’t all that far from the Crossroads. 

Cullen steps over to the statue that dominates the center of the courtyard, of Andraste carved in her full warrior raiment. Ivy has snaked its way up to her face. Samson pokes around an old boarded up well. Cullen goes down on one knee, an action that surprises Rylen, but the Commander always has been more religious than he. 

Samson drops the pack at the base of the well, surveying the balconies and buttresses that rise above them. Rylen follows his gaze. The place is large, and will take a lot of exploring to determine what should go where. A wooden stables stands empty, so at least they’ll have a place to put the horses. 

“Bit of a shit hole, innit?” Samson offers. 

Rylen watches Cullen’s back tense. 

“Thought you’d be used to those,” Rylen counters, to take the piss out of him before Cullen’s temper flares. “Aren’t you from Kirkwall?” 

Samson sneers at him, flashing discolored teeth, but says nothing. He’s built his life around trying to tear Cullen’s down. The two men have history Rylen can barely fathom, no matter how many tavern stories Cullen tells him. Samson gets under Cullen’s skin far too easily. That’s partially why Rylen wouldn’t let them go out here on their own. One or both of them would be dead by spring, he feared, crushed by the other’s ego. 

Cullen remains in genuflect position, the damp grass seeping into the knee of his breeches. Rylen wonders if he is praying, and whether they ought to give him some privacy. Rylen strolls forward, about to place a gentle hand on Cullen’s shoulder, when he realizes. Pity churns in his chest. 

Cullen is clutching the tassel of the faded Inquisition banner, placed at the base of the statue those years ago. Put there by the hand of the Herald of Andraste herself. 

***

Samson is given one of the tiny stone cells for his room. He unpacks his meager belongings — two shirts, one jerkin, one extra pair of breeches, tin of tobacco and rolling papers, and an interesting-shaped rock he’d found on the journey south — and sits on the bed, wondering what the fuck he is doing here. 

When no answers present themselves, he stands and heads downstairs. Twilight is falling over the Hinterlands. Cullen and Rylen pace the courtyard, hauling bits of furniture from one room to another. They’ve lit torches in the one with the loft and the large casks of ale — depressingly depleted, Samson has already checked — and stoked the cooking pit to life. A pot of stew bubbles slowly in the hanging cauldron. His stomach rumbles, though the other hunger is singing through his veins and joints, demanding attention. 

He skips down the refectory steps, shoving hands in his pockets while he waits for the two idiots to emerge from the opposite door. That building used to house a sort of armory, and Samson has been strictly forbidden to enter, lest he take up a rusty sword and make a bid for freedom, or some such. 

A few moments later, the other former Templars appear. Rylen is in front, one end of a long wooden table in his hands. Samson knows little of Rylen; Corypheus’s intelligence reports were scant, but his accent is of Starkhaven working class and his face tattoos suggest a hard youth. What else is new. He’s got dark hair that looks as though it may curl if he’d let it grow enough. Samson is envious. These days he’s lost so much of his hairline he might as well shave his head. 

As if they’d trust him with a razor.

 Cullen follows behind with the other end of the table, and is the one to see Samson there with his hand, metaphorically, on his ass. 

“May we help you?” Cullen’s voice is awfully damn flippant for someone who told him mere weeks ago Samson’s presence here is essential. “Didn’t I tell you to finish unpacking the horses?”

Samson clears his throat. Here it comes, the part Cullen must love, where Samson has to get on his knees and pucker up to kiss the kid’s arse. Metaphorically. 

“It’s evenfall,” Samson points out, reasonably. “Can I have it first?”

Cullen sighs, as though Samson has asked to sacrifice Cullen’s firstborn to the old gods. Well, that wouldn’t be happening anytime soon, would it? Not with the Inquisitor gone. Samson tries not to smirk and ruin the penitent act.

“I got it, Commander,” says Rylen, the brown noser. He’s exactly the sort of Templar Samson hated back in Kirkwall, the sort who are too content with their shitty lot in life. “Samson, just give us a minute.” 

They maneuver the table up the stairs and into the refectory, and Rylen emerges, unclasping the pouch from his belt. Behind him, Cullen hovers in the doorway, silhouetted by the orange firelight within. In the gathering dusk, the cerulean glow of the bottle bathes Rylen’s hand in light. “Catch.” 

The singing blue bottle arcs through the air. Samson snatches it out of the air, smiling as he feels the warm, reassuring weight hit his hand. Maybe Rylen isn’t completely good for nothing. Samson uncaps the bottle and toasts. “Cheers, mate.” 

Cullen watches from the door. Samson can feel, rather than see, his scowl. 

#cullen rutherford #raleigh samson #rylen #knight-captain rylen #fics #dragon age drunk writing circle

[spooky-daggers]

AVVAR AU RYLEN

A redraw of an old sketch. Goodness I need to go back to my Avvar fanfic I started....

( @laraslandlockedblues @knuttydraws I know you both will enjoy this (:

#dragon age #knight captain rylen #dragon age inquisition #rylen #dragon age fanart #rylen x lavellan #avvar au #avvar #avvar!rylen #spooky daggers

[shivunin]

#By the power vested in me by the randomness of tumblr staff #gonna do another one with the romance options in a minute #dragon age #dragon age inquisition #dai #polls #da #lace harding #dagna #krem #maryden #mother giselle #felix alexius #fairbanks #rylen #lord trifles minutiae #how did i choose these? at random #if i missed someone important sorry but it's gonna be okay & it wasn't on purpose

[macolegacy]

❣️💗🥀 for Rylen and Ataqo bc they make me cry already so whats some more tears :)))

even 2 years after u sent me this ask, you have unleashed the rylen/ataqo gates and brother i am drowning in feelings again !!!! 🏊‍♂️

💗— Do they noticeably change once they’re in love? Is it easy to notice or just something their partner would pick up on?

Rylen is very, very hard to pick up on regarding any changes. He’s an Imperial Agent after all — he has full control of his body, facial expressions and (to a degree) emotions. Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them knoooooow. So from the outside, he would appear as always; quite stoic, distant and dry. And boring. So, so boring. (By design). So no, not even Ataqo would pick up on any changes on Rylen’s feelings unless Rylen lets his guard down on purpose. Ataqo is less in control. Naturally, as he has never formally received any agent training and grew up on Nar Shaddaa mainly working in kitchens & bars, there is no need for subtlety or subterfuge where your body could betray you. He only recently ‚joined‘ (questionable, really) the SIS and became their informant fairly recently, and occasionally acts as backup when fights break out. With other partners and crushes he has had, Ataqo had been way more open about his affection once he has really fallen in love with someone and it would be visible to anyone. Spring in his step, good mood, smiling all the time while sunk in his thoughts. But with Rylen? He is so, SO afraid of admitting it, both to him and to himself quite frankly. He’s afraid to tell or show Rylen because he doesn’t want to scare him away, due to the nature of their relationship, their backgrounds and affiliations. So he tries his best to appear ‚normal‘ as always, like nothing changed, however Rylen does pick up on it. And it scares Rylen as well.

Which is why…

🥀 — How well would they handle a breakup?

… Rylen then stops their relationship. Technically it’s not a breakup because they were never a couple to begin with, just an affair that got out of hand when feelings started to blossom (for both of them), but it very much feels like one. and BOTH of them cope with it so badly. so very very bad. Rylen immediately shoves all of his feelings into a corner of his mind and then never thinks about it again, and usually, that does the job for him, but not this time. His own mind betrays him, and he’s quite literally haunted by Ataqo and what they had, and how it changed Rylen’s perspective on life and his desires for life in general. Letting go of those memories and feelings is not as easy as he wants and needs it to be. On the outside, he seems relatively normal to the untrained eye. But he is distracted enough that Vrupet & her apprentices notice something is off about him and that he is less focused when not working than usual.

⚠️ warning for mentions of alcohol overuse ⚠️

Ataqo is doing bad as well, and again, it’s more visible to outsiders than Rylen. He’s been smoking and drinking more, to the point where he had several blackouts after too many nights of partying in a row to distract himself, his insomnia is at an all time high, and as a result he is super unfocused and just tired all the time. During this time he befriends Kronos, who also goes through the same thing as him (break up) so they lift each other up, but also let each other indulge in way too much than they should. It takes Xiame and Daro to get both of them to snap out of this phase, and eventually they do. Ataqo does eventually try to get over it in a ‚fake it till you make it‘ way trying to convince himself that it never could have worked out between Rylen and him, and it is working. somewhat. so in that aspect, ataqo is doing better than rylen.

and then they stumble into each other again and we are SO back at where we started <3

❣️— When do they first say ‚I love you‘?

When they get back together again, it’s actually Rylen that says it first. It’s a conscious decision and full on confession and declaration of love on his part — in a 20-minute speech about his life and ‚how he never even considered this was a possibility for someone like him to desire and experience and that he was so so incredibly stupid to ever deny himself and ataqo this relationship and that he wants to be with him forever‘ kind of way. <3 its one of my favorite scenes to think about, because it would happen in such a seemingly random moment — ataqo would have just made them breakfast, nothing fancy or super hard to make, and everything seemed normal. but rylen, sitting at this small table in this super small apartment thats WAY too expensive than what it’s actually worth, being served breakfast that was made with such love and care, rylen would just explode in this moment from all he’s feeling and just rant his heart out until he’d come to an abrupt stop, breathless for a few seconds, before just saying ‚i love you‘ which is THE most agitated and emotional ataqo would have ever seen him. in his life.

i care them. thank u so much for asking. ❤️

#ur wifi gets cut out and here u are answering 2-4 yo asks. lol #hope you enjoy !!! and i hope its readable and understandable #ataqo #rylen #askbox #uldren-s0v #alcohol #drinking #to be safe

[gugle1980]

Sassy Knight Captain 😉

#knight captain rylen #rylen #dragon age inquisition #my screenshots

[fereldan-kestrel]

Thorugh mud and blood I crawled to make it happen.

Please remember that Farie Lavellan is not an Inquisitor.

#dragon age #rylen #knight captain rylen #lavellan #rylavellan #rylen x lavellan #farie lavellan #screenarchery #knutty takes screenshots

[zulefandomgaming]

Rylen, modded hair for PC (via NexusMods). This is my imagined 'When the Storm Breaks' version of Rylen, and he takes the place of the Master of the Hunt. Chapter 24 posted.

#dai #dragon age inquisition #dragon age #avvar!cullen #knight captain rylen cassandra pentaghast #avvar #knight captain rylen #rylen

[knuttydraws]

Can I talk to y'all about something for a sec

#dragon age #dragon age inquisition #knight captain rylen #rylen #dragon age fanart

[dragonagethistle]

Tadaaaa! I finally finished it! Enjoy some gratuitous threesome smut with a bit of fluff at the end.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Rylen (Dragon Age)/Original Female Character(s), Cullen Rutherford/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Cullen Rutherford, Rylen (Dragon Age) Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Threesome - F/M/M, Smut, Shameless Smut, Oral Sex, Oral Fixation, Enthusiastic Consent, Mild BDSM, Biting, Bruises, Spanking Summary:

Rylen never thought Farrada would agree to a threesome, much less one where he means to sit back and watch her with another man. But thanks to his patience and reassurance, he gets to fulfill a fantasy he never thought he would see.

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 "I want to watch you," the words left his mouth before Rylen realized it.

 Farrada turned from where they had been getting redressed with a slight smirk on their face. "I'm right here, love. Are you trying to tell me to go slower?" They asked with a wink.

 "No, I mean," Rylen blushed but he sat up and reached for Farra's hand to pull them close. He had already started - might as well put everything out into the open now.

 "Mutual masturbation?" They offered, smirk even wider now.

 Rylen took a steadying breath as he brought one of their hands to his lips and kissed the inside of Farra's wrist.

 "You know all the lovely noises you make as you fall apart for me? The way you come completely undone as you stop caring about everything else?"

 It was Farra's turn to blush. For as crass as they could be mid-fuck, they always seemed so shy about it outside of the moment. Their gaze dropped to where Rylen's hand held theirs, and Rylen gave a reassuring squeeze.

 "I want to watch every detail of your ecstacy… with someone else."

 The smirk was gone as their breath left them all at once.

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#dragon age #Dragon Age Inquisition #Rylen #Cullen Rutherford #Farrada #Rylen/Female OC #smutty fanfic #Thistles writes

[nirikeehan]

Chapter 13: A House of Cards

Summary: Samson recalibrates.

Chapters: 13/? Fandom: Dragon Age: Inquisition Rating: Explicit Warnings: Major Character Death, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Cullen Rutherford & Raleigh Samson, Female Inquisitor/Cullen Rutherford, Cullen Rutherford/Female Trevelyan, Raleigh Samson & Female Trevelyan, Female Inquisitor & Raleigh Samson, Female Inquisitor/Raleigh Samson, Raleigh Samson/Female Trevelyan, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Minor Blackwall/Female Trevelyan Characters: Cullen Rutherford, Raleigh Samson, Female Inquisitor (Dragon Age), Female Trevelyan (Dragon Age), Vivienne (Dragon Age), Thalia Trevelyan, Delrin Barris, Original Elf Character(s), Rylen (Dragon Age), Sera (Dragon Age), Blackwall (Dragon Age) Additional Tags: The Inquisition loses, Complicated Relationships, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Role Reversal, Alternate Universe - Dark, Moral Ambiguity, Whump, Angst, Lyrium Addiction, weird tension between Thalia and Samson that I did not plan for, Non-Consensual Touching, Samson is a creepy sad sack, and I am very sorry, Suicide Attempt, Sort Of, this started as a oneshot but now i'm on board for the whole hideous ride, Canon-Typical Violence, Red Lyrium, Psychological Torture, Spooky, Horror, Obsession, Unrequited Lust, Cullen in peril, Red Templars (Dragon Age), Eventual Smut, Cullen Rutherford Smut, Tent Sex, the shadow of cullen's ass, Unprotected Sex, Birth Control Failure, Pregnancy Scares, kind of, Accidental Exhibitionism, Red Templar Barris, Red Templar Rylen

Work Summary:

What would happen if the Inquisition lost?

Months after a disastrous defeat, Cullen Rutherford and Thalia Trevelyan are imprisoned in Skyhold, the one-time beacon of the Inquisition's power. It is now under the control of Corypheus's triumphant general, Raleigh Samson.

Caught in a cat and mouse game with Samson, Thalia and Cullen must make a desperate bid for escape. Yet even as they search for a glimmer of hope in an unkind landscape, the question remains: what is left of the world, and can they survive there?

Tagging DAFF Crew: 

@warpedlegacy |  @rakshadow | @rosella-writes | @effelants | @bluewren | @breninarthur | @ar-lath-ma-cully | @dreadfutures | @ir0n-angel | @inquisimer | @crackinglamb | @theluckywizard | @oxygenforthewicked | @exalted-dawn-drabbles | @mogwaei | @melisusthewee | @blarrghe | @agentkatie | @delicatefade

#finally an update!! #nightmare!au #thalia trevelyan #raleigh samson #knight-captain rylen #rylen #cullen rutherford #cullen x trevelyan #trevelyan x samson #fics

[spooky-daggers]

"...Watch your step, lass."

#dragon age #knight captain rylen #ariadne lavellan #dragon age inquisition #lavellan #rylen #dragon age fanart #rylen x lavellan #rylen x ariadne #spooky daggers #ibispaintapp #I kind of want to write a drabble for this

[iplaysims4]

Marjai and her Dad Rylen

#ts4 #thesims4 #HSY #Marjai #Rylen #Chadwick Family

[werewolfsmile]

Been working on my canon-adjacent Rylen x Lavellan fic today and my brain is soup. So it was incredibly surprising and reassuring to see I'd actually written 3k all up! And tomorrow I'll see if any of it is coherent 😂

#dai #rylen #knight captain rylen #lavellan #writing

[sarcasmandstudying]

I am so tired of medical malpractice. If I come in looking ill and I don't have makeup on. Suddenly i'm labeled as depressed or drug seeking. And if I put effort into how I look. I just have anxiety and thats the cause of all my issues. No matter what I do, i'm never taken seriously. I have tried everything.

#medical malpractice #rylens musings