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What a day of unexpected splendor💕

(I finally finished my Veilguard stamp rally prize for Anime Expo woo!!)

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Chuckles and ˢᵗᵒʳᵐ ᶦⁿ ᵃ Teacup

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And flowers grew again

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Chapter 1 of 3 has been posted @jochiemgrace

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if i can find who originally made this triangle i’ll credit them lol

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Have any Solavellan fans ever thought about what flowers best represent Solas? Or the couple in general? I was doing a bit of research for a commisson i've asked for, and also a possible tattoo, and I've decided that Hyacinths are a perfect fit.

Purple Hyacinths are associated with sorrow, regret and seeking forgiveness. Blue Hyacinths with deep love. They also represent new beginnings, as they bloom in Spring, after a period of being dormant.

Would love to hear people's ideas!

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There’s been so much going on lately but I’ve slowly been going through to the night lords trilogy, and omg it’s so good. it’s constantly preying on my mind, haunting me lol

it got me thinking about my wotr dirge bard acanthe if she was a navigator ._.

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Arlen is always getting into something..

(Vanerberries - a berry that halla find sweet but can causes paralysis, hallucinations and cramps if people eat it -Dragon Age wiki)

Mahanon belongs to evansketchbook

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mythal’s favorite

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Solas wearing a corset and making me absolutely feral. You know....a normal Sunday....

Outfit and cropped version under the cut.

Thanks to @ladygelfling for the suggestion over on threads. This was fun. 🫂💚

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You’d think he’d be a history professor, right? But no. He’s actually the chair of the literature department and his Ancient Elvhen Poetry course is very popular with a certain demographic of undergrads. Especially the part of the course where he reads erotic poetry excerpts aloud. 📚

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Solas wearing a corset and making me absolutely feral. You know....a normal Sunday....

Outfit and cropped version under the cut.

Thanks to @ladygelfling for the suggestion over on threads. This was fun. 🫂💚

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Make way for Her Majesty!

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Impossible dream

translate by Luca han @lucadris

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In another world

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Tell the World I’m coming home

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I would of course demand every single one but that seems excessive soooo

a kiss that screams “You’re mine. Even if you don’t know it yet.”

Solavellan please!!

Thanks for the ask! I love these! I hope you like it.

This is going to be a little different.

Veilfire.

The shadow of its ethereal glow danced like seeking spirits as it stretched above- becoming wider and more distorted as it licked up the fresco's like so many devouring mouths; casting the red hue of her recent victories into a tone more closely resembling blood.

She knew she would find him here.

Stepping into the rotunda fully, she shut the door quietly behind her so as not to disturb the birds above. As she turned back, she found his gaze upon her. She swallowed hard at the sudden, naked hunger that swelled within her. Could he see it in her eyes? Did he know? Lavellan bit her lip as her body responded to him- just as it had when he had kissed her breathless in the Fade days ago. She could still feel his arms around her, his thigh between hers- his tongue moving in the wet shape of her mouth as he had taken her for himself.

This was madness.

"Lethallan?" Solas queried, his lyrical voice quiet but somehow made more powerful by the darkness and the light. His strong hands- scholars hands- painters hands- hands that had cradled her-

No. Stop.

"I couldn't sleep." She admitted as she approached him, heart beating too fast to be casual. He had said there were considerations to be made and she said she would give him time. Bare feet moving her to stand in front of him, she couldn't imagine waiting longer. "Solas.." the sigh escaped her unbidden, the sound intimate in the close space. She lowered her eyes, unwilling for him to see her desire. It might destroy her, but to chase him away with it would be a far more terrible fate.

"Look at me."

She looked up despite herself, for never did Solas command anyone- especially not his Inquisitor, and yet he just had; the sound sure and authoritative, as though he had done so a million times. Looking into his eyes, they changed with the veilfire- blue, then gray, sometimes purple- a quiet gasp escaped her as she saw her desire mirrored within the ever changing depths.

"Why have you truly come?" He demanded, controlled and quiet; his tone yet gentle. "How can I be of service?"

And then she couldn't truly say what possessed her. Suddenly his tunic was under her curled fingers as she clutched him, a startled moan as her lips met his giving her the opening she needed to press into his mouth. She did not need Fade tongue- she needed only him; only Solas. Then his hands were on her as well and this time, together, they moaned their hunger into each other. She sucked his tongue into her mouth and he gripped the firm flesh of her rear through her sleep gown as retribution. As Solas began to dip her back once again, as he had done before, she threw her arms around his neck for stability. Arching her back so that she might press into him, her body burning against him- with him-for him- she kissed him until her lungs ached for air and even a after.

He needed to know, she had to show him. She must make him see.

Both gasping as she broke the kiss, she searched his eyes.

And smiled.

"Nothing further." She murmured with languid contentment as she placed her hand over his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart. Looking him up and down once more, she nodded more to herself. "Good night, Solas."

As he watched her walk away, his hands flexing and unflexing at his sides helplessly, Solas knew he was lost.

And now...now she may know it as well.