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dreadwolf spotted in crossroads

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Vienna and Solas

a solavellan commission that i loved doing

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Wolf Solas guarding his very pregnant wife, making sure she is safe and comfortable 😌

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The herald with her elven servingman <3

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I must be the most inobservant person on the planet.

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Ugh. Psst, Solas, the stairs are to your left babe.

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Here’s a sketch I comm’d of Solas and my Inky Karhará:se from the amazing @miithriilart (tysm again!! 💗)

Casual intimacy, my beloved 💗💗

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Coral Island x Solavellan

I'm playing Coral Island and then I had a thought, what if they're one of Starlet town resident 👀

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Sketch Saturday? Is that a thing...? 🤣

I swear they do more than kiss.... 🤭😅

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I misjudged you ✨

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One day when we're far away From everything that hurts Drink wine and screw is all we'll do Every day 🎶

my lovely @chronicsolasapologist sent me nr. 18 from the kissing prompt list, a.k.a "a kiss while laughing" and i had wayy too much filling it!! thank youuuuu!!! <3<3<3

now if only i could have these grim fools laugh a bit more often </3

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They had another private ceremony in the Fade after their wounds had healed 🥹☀️

Here's their actual wedding, btw

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WIP Solavellan copium

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He's just so immediately and pathetically in love

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For the kiss prompt: “a kiss interrupted by tears, hands holding like they’re afraid to let go.”

Fuck me up Rhoxxie.

One serving of ‘fuck me up’ coming in hot!

Fuzzy halo of twilight widens then shrinks to shape, the softened fringe of lashes an adornment to twin unfocused lenses. She blinks rapidly, as one does in the sun, stumbling forward. She is unbalanced now. Somehow weighed down more but also much less by her love

Solas.

He sags forward. She can only help him to his knees as the veil tear behind closes and now, together- finally, finally, finally, finally together- she goes to her knees before him as well. He is quiet, soundless, as he rips the gloves from his hands; his immortal blood an adhesive he must pry at before they are gone. He uses one to wipe his mouth, to remove the blackened blood of a blighted monster that was once a dragon, and then tosses them both away.

“Sol-“ she began but the word was gone like simple mist over his lips as he takes her mouth for his own- hands cradling her face as the most delicate of things. A blissful sigh escapes her, for has her mouth not always been his? Have they not long belonged- owned- dwelled with one another since time first spun its hands?

This kiss is not like one they’ve had before. The dream kiss with its devouring desire, the balcony a loving yearn, Crestwood more resolution, and when he took her arm- oh, heart sick, she supposed.

This kiss felt of home.

She kissed him back. The bow of his lip shaped perfectly to hers, the fullness of his lower lip a drug. Noses pressed together, breathing each others air, she could have stayed here for eternity- ha! Until she felt the wet press of his tears, the taste of his sob, and pulled away.

“No!” Solas was quick to plea in Elven, hands fluttering gently across the edges of her face as his gaze would not relent from hers. The rivets of tears that flowed from his battered eyes seemed of no consequence. “No, please do not go.” Using tender touches beneath her jaw with his fingertips, he leads her forward to his mouth again. She allows him to, because she wants this more than anything as well.

His tears flow warm down her own cheeks as his tongue finds hers; his sob caught in her mouth. She finds there are more tears now- her own; mixing in trails of sweat down their faces. She is the one sobbing now between kisses- between the presses in and the presses out of his own crying mouth. It is so hard to kiss when both of them are breaking down, but it does nothing to deter them either.

“You are real.” Solas whispers as he finally breaks the kiss, pressing his forehead to hers, eyes wide and wet and beautiful violet with lashes stuck together. He looks at her as though he cannot believe his eyes. “You are real.” He repeats, voice awe filled. “You are here.”

Reaching up to grasp his wrist, she smiles. It is sweet and sure- a certainty. Pressing her lips to his once more, she whispers a vow to him in his own tongue- in hers- in their now shared language.

“And never shall we part again.”

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"Vhenan..."