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Pigment and Plaster: Solavellan smut

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Elia Lavellan watches as Solas paints another fresco. Her gaze catches on his hands, pale with splashes of plaster, his fingers long and elegant and grasping the brush just so. His sleeves are pushed up to his elbows, and she admires the tracing of his veins along the lean lines of his forearms.

Her quixotic lover will toil all night to render a masterpiece in full, but when the candlelight burns low, she discovers that Solas keeps a store of energy for something more than painting.

(Image credit to Dumped, Drunk and Dalish.)

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LET’S TALK SOLAS’ FRESCOES

Solas’ paintings… are not just paintings. They are frescoes.
I tend to be silently bothered by fanfic or fanart of Lavellan or others
related to him “helping” him paint, drawing cute little smileys or something on
them because he would never in a million years would allow that to happen. It’s
a sweet mental image, very cute and fun, and several of them are hilarious, don’t
get me wrong, but I have trouble reconciling those with the frescoes he does.

The rest is under a Read More because this is seriously long.

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Reblogging for Solas and His Interests Day for Solas Positivity Week because I seriously couldn’t come up with anything to top what I did here (I did try).

This… is all kinds of inspiring. Damn, Fen’Harel.

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Solavellan Angst and Smut

Read on AO3: Outside the Realm 

When Elia Lavellan finally finds the Dread Wolf, he’s not what she expects. Or perhaps he’s just not what she hopes.

He glances over his cloaked shoulder at her. “You should stop searching for me,” he says.

“Fuck you,” she hisses.

He looks down at her sharply, his hands folded behind his back. “Words are powerful, vhenan. Do not say what you do not mean.”

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This is a short oneshot that was meant to help me process my feelings after Trespasser but it backfired and now I’m even sadder. Oops. 

Angst, arguing, sex and sadness. Sorry in advance.

Blackwall and Solas having “boy talk”

Blackwall: hey Solas, Sera wanted me to ask you something

Solas: it’s gonna be rude isn’t it

Blackwall: have you had sexy times with spirits

Solas: HOW DARE YOU IT’S COMPLICATED

Blackwall: BAHAHA THAT’S A YES

Solas: SHUT UP

Blackwall: IT’S OK MAN I DON’T KINKSHAME