Tag: solas

championsandheroes:

I finally played the DLCs! I never realized that I dragged Solas around EVERYWHERE until he wasn’t there. I spent all three DLCs more or less “Where is Solas, I want to consult with him/show him this.” How do you manage to go 130 hours and not realize how much you rely on a specific team mate? HOW?
Next Inquisitor is going to have to wait with the end game until the DLCs that can be done before that are done, that’s for sure. Or maybe I shouldn’t put all my, ah, eggs in one basket.

UGH so trueeee. Whether I romance him or stay just friends, I HATE WHEN HIS KNOWLEDGEABLE BALD HEAD ISN’T AROUND 😭😭

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pikapeppa:

pikapeppa:

Elia and the Boys

@froschkuss  drew my Elia Lavellan with her favourite boys during her last ko-fi event and I’m S C R E A M I N G. I love them all so much!!!! From left to right we have my shield and shelter, my bestest friend in this world and beyond, and ma vhenan ❤️

Shameless self-promotion: read about Elia and the boys here on AO3, or my alternate Baewall/Arya Lavellan series here on AO3.

Yet another Lavellan joins the crew!

Cole/Lyanna Lavellan romance can be found here on AO3. 

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pikapeppa:

His head is often in the sky, his mind flitting over ancient ruins and broken memories. Pressed against her bed, her lips flit across his ear and fill his head with whispers. She brings him back, towers over him, her weight draped across his lap and holding him firmly to the ground.

She shifts in shapes beneath his hands. Curves that rival the grandest sonallia; fingers arched into dragon’s claws that scrape across his skin; angled knees and elbows and hips, a masterpiece of geometry to put the oldest dwarven thaigs to shame. 

— All New, Faded For Her on AO3

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So many thanks and KUDOS to @nsfwfrosch​ for this insanely beautiful sketch. I’m going out of my mind about all the art you did for me this round… THANK YOU!! ❤️

pikapeppa:

“The balance you need for a lucid dream is like standing on the precipice of climax,” Solas says. “The pleasure rises inside of you, but you must hold it back if you wish to truly enjoy it. It is a heightened state of torturous ecstasy.”

“So you want me to learn lucid dreaming by withholding orgasms?” she asks in a strained voice.

“Exactly,” he replies in satisfaction. “When you feel you are about to come, you will tell me to stop. Then we will repeat. You will not come until I decide you are ready.”

“And when will that be?” Elia retorts. Her voice is sharp, she knows, but her arousal is such that she’s feeling irate already.

“When you have learned this lesson, vhenan,” he whispers.

– “Stop The World And Melt With You” on AO3

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@nsfwfrosch drew me some Dirty Dirty Solavellan™ and I’m in blissful, blissful hell. Thank you and good night. I’m dead. xoxox

“The balance you need for a lucid dream is like standing on the precipice of climax,” Solas says. “The pleasure rises inside of you, but you must hold it back if you wish to truly enjoy it. It is a heightened state of torturous ecstasy.”

“So you want me to learn lucid dreaming by withholding orgasms?” she asks in a strained voice.

“Exactly,” he replies in satisfaction. “When you feel you are about to come, you will tell me to stop. Then we will repeat. You will not come until I decide you are ready.”

“And when will that be?” Elia retorts. Her voice is sharp, she knows, but her arousal is such that she’s feeling irate already.

“When you have learned this lesson, vhenan,” he whispers.

– “Stop The World And Melt With You” on AO3

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@nsfwfrosch drew me some Dirty Dirty Solavellan™ and I’m in blissful, blissful hell. Thank you and good night. I’m dead. xoxox

lavellanlove:

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The weight of a civilization rests on the edge of my blade. 

His voice shakes the very earth, eyes glowing with barely-bridled power, ancient and hoarded, but I can still feel his fingertips tremble as they touch my chin. The last remnant of the man he might have been were he not carrying the weight of a civilization on his shoulders, too. 

Perhaps humanity was just what he wanted me to see. He could have stopped my approach, petrified me in place, turned my weapons to dust and scattered my armies to the winds, eliminating his biggest threat and his only hope for salvation from a distance. Or perhaps he wanted to see how much of my own humanity I had sacrificed fighting for the same cause from the opposite side.

They say history is written by the victors, but there is no victory in this. Whether we will it or not, history will be written: either in his blood or mine. His peoples’ or mine. 

So I take the advice I’m sure he wishes he never gave… 
Harden my heart to a cutting edge… 

And say one last goodbye.

@nipuni​ has blessed me with this stunning depiction of Avira & Solas in my DA:4-era fic, Uprising. It just takes my breath away. Every little detail is perfect: the pose, the composition, the expressions, the atmosphere, the attire…I could cry?! Did cry. Am crying. We’re still a long ways from the final confrontation between these two sad babs, but I was so inspired by this visual that I just had to write a bit of it. Thank you so much dear! You are a gem of a human being and a pleasure to work with. ❤

This art. This writing. Perfection.