#ch: solas

[galedekarios]

I knew him as Solas, a thoughtful mage obsessed with dreams. But long ago, he had a different name. Fen’Harel, the Dread Wolf.

Dragon Age: Dreadwolf -- Who is the Dread Wolf?

#daedit #daedits #solas #dragon age #dragon age 4 #dragon age: dreadwolf #fen'harel #the dreadwolf #ch: solas #vg: dragon age 4 #series: dragon age #gif: myda4

[ashalle-art]

Finally back at home <3 and I finished another Leena x Solas sketch while on the plane q///q

#dragon age #dragon age inquisition #dragon age fanart #solavellan #ashalle art #solas dragon age #ch: solas #solas x lavellan #solas x leena #non inquisitor lavellan

[juniemoe]

»»-----------► cole is unique, inquisitor. more than that, he wishes to help. i suggest you allow him to do so.

#dragon age #dragon age inquisition #dai #solas #solas dragon age #daedit #daiedit #vgedit #yennefre #userophe #vilnaedits #vg: dragon age #ch: solas #video games #gifs #testing out new solas mods.................... #not sure how i feel about it yet #i like the buzzcut

[datarotdeck]

Commission: Solas x Scarlet, After Game by @madnessdemon

#game: inquisition #ch: solas #ch: lavellan #motif: romance

[dragonagecinema]

We finally have news!

#dragon age #dragon age dreadwolf #dragon age 4 #may the dread wolf take queue #da4 news #da4 #ch: solas

[zerofcksgvn]

@mavisolas (location Hotel Transylvania maybe?)

Zane had been a tremendous fucking coward, he knew that, he didn't need anyone else to tell him. It had kept him up at night, finally getting a chance to show Mavis how he felt and then... bailing after what was probably the best kiss of his life. Zane knew it wasn't to do with Mertle--those feelings, those memories had burned into cinders a long time ago and yet something kept him from giving Mavis everything he so desperately wanted to give. In his mind he contemplated what to do for days, rehearsed his speech in the mirror until it was second nature and bought the biggest bouquet of flowers he could carry, marching towards the woman he knew he loved. -- He just needed the balls to tell her that.

"I fucked up-- and you probably hate me, but I just need to you know why." he managed to croak out, his throat closing up at the sight of her beauty. "I have liked you for so long and I was so scared you would find out and it would ruin our friendship.. and then we kissed-- and it changed my world. Mavis I couldn't believe you kissed me!" he continued, a little laugh of surprise at the memory escaping him. "And I got scared because... I ruin everything. I mess up simple coffee orders and laundry and-- my last relationship.. not that you'd want to be in a relationship with me.. but if you did... Mavis I would try so hard to everything right this time." he dared step a little closer sucking in a deep breath and he willed himself to say it. "I uh.. I think I'm-- no, I know that I am in love with you..-- is that okay?"

#mavisolas #ch: mavis solas #remember that time i forgot to reply during christmas #i made it /dramatic/ for the lols ;) #hope you dont mind #love u

[shadowglens]

alone, break, desire, future & guilt for nuala 🤸

OC ASKS: NOT-SO-NICE EDITION

alone: How does your OC deal with loneliness? Have they ever been completely alone before? How do they act when there's no one around to see them?

well🧍‍♀️.... nuala has actually spent a lot of her life alone. after she was ostracised and essentially kicked out of her clan, she spent many years living alone between towns and cities and forests in the free marches - because of those years wandering, she became very accustomed to being alone. it actually brings her a lot of peace, or at least it used to. being so thoroughly surrounded by people for 2-3 years with the inquisition forced her to grow out of that habit, but after she loses her hand and disbands the inquisiton along with it, well. she finds herself slipping back into her old, solitary habits very very fast. it aches more than it ever used to, though.

break: What would cause your OC to break down completely? What do they look like when that happens? Has anyone ever seen them at their lowest?

nuala keeps a very tight lid on her emotions and doesn't like showing vulnerability to others, so if she ever does break down it's always in private. she tends to get angry more than anything, and is prone to shoving everything off her desk, to crying angry tears. the most anyone will ever usually see of that though is her being more curt than normal, or maybe getting a bit too intense in the archery range. it's why her yelling at the advisors towards the end of trespasser takes them all so aback.

desire: What's one thing your OC wants more than anything in the world? Are they open with that desire? Why or why not? What would they do to fulfill it?

freedom for the people, a better future for the people, for the people to not be so chained by their past. it's why she was kicked out of her clan (for speaking against the dalish ways so vehemently), and it's what she tries to put her power as inquisitor towards (elevating briala, taking the well's knowledge to keep it in elven hands, supporting elven power as much as she can). it's why, after her arm's fizzled to nothing and bull has all-but carried her back to the winter palace, the only emotion she can really settle with is rage (because it's all she's ever wanted, how could he just leave her behind).

future: What's the worst possible future for your OC? Are they taking steps to avoid that outcome? Are they even aware it's a possibility?

oh boy. one of the worst would be her dying in obscurity, her not being remembered for all she'd done. she fought so hard for so long and sacrificed so much, so for history to wipe her away into a corner to be forgotten would be more than an insult. beyond that, i think another possible worst future is her being so blinded by her love for solas that it destroys her, or him, or them both, and that neither of them actually manage to save / elevate the elven people like they'd initially set out to do.

guilt: What is your OC guilty about? How do they handle their guilt? Do they try to avoid guilt, or do they accept it?

part of nuala feels guilty that she didn't make more of an effort with the inner circle, that she didn't try to cultivate more friendships. she had iron bull, thom, dorian and leliana, but beyond that ... all her other relationships were tense or downright bad. i think a small part of her also feels guilty for disappearing into the wilderness barely a day after disbanding the inquisition. the only person she properly says goodbye to is leliana, and dorian (when he calls in a panic over the sending crystal, but she's already two hours gone).

#oc tag #ch: nuala lavellan #nuala x solas #feeling normal feeling fine i'm not going crazy over here at all 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️ #these were such good questions for her tysm saskia <3

[nightwardenminthara]

WIP Wednesday

“It’s good to be close to an elf again. I mean, there’s Sera but she’s not interested in all the elfy camaraderie. Love her, but she keeps it at a distance.” Faron’s voice is soft in the darkness of the tent, his ever-present chatter breaking the stillness of the night. “Have you ever been close to an elf, Solas? Traveling around like you were? A real one.” He winces, “I mean a flesh one, not a spirit. Not that spirits aren’t real or anything-”

“I’ve been around elves, Faron.” Solas’ response hushes him. 

“Have you, then?” Faron rolls onto his back. “It’s nice. Feels like I’m back home; the tent, the open air, you at my side. Just missing the aravels and the halla.”

“Me at your side?” Solas seems surprised at that. It makes Faron feel sheepish. 

“Yeah, didn’t mean nothing by it. Just… falon’panelan again. Pushing back the baddies, bringing home food. It’s been a long time, it feels… nice.”

Falon’panelan, literally soldier friend, more poetically translated as brothers-in-arms in the Common tongue. The statement rings oddly in Solas’s mind. This is how the man views him? It isn’t quite wrong, but it doesn’t feel right either. His silence must have gone on too long, because Faron whispers,

“Sorry if that was weird or whatever, just feeling sappy I suppose.”

“No, it’s fine, lethallin. Just… unexpected.” He always was. 

little faron & solas drabble thing I wrote, so not really a WIP but here it is

#solavellan #sort of lmao #ch: faron lavellan #solas x m!lavellan #cole writes #writing tag

[hawke-ondary]

some out of context memes for fic im working on The Light Scattered in the Darkness (And I Saw for what it Was)

#the light scattered in the darkness (and i saw for what it was) #dragon age #dragon age inquisition #ch: eleria lavellan #da andraste #da sera #da solas #the dread wolf #fen'harel

[arsuledin]

X | AESTHETIC MEME.   List your muses aesthetic. Anyone can do this, list your muse’s aesthetic from tastes, smells, outfits & sceneries.

X | TAGGED BY: stole it. from myself.

X | TAGGING: @softersinned, @icarusplunged ( for saeris ), @eritvita, @winterfollows, @gracesmuggled, @darkenedblade, @lyfeward, @arainaie

X | TASTES: Sweet wine on the tongue; berries, both tart and candied; warm milk; crisp apples; warm bread fresh out of the oven; spiced meat, lean and bloodied; the metallic taste of blood after one bites their tongue; tiny cakes with whipped cream; herbs and citric spices

X | SMELLS: The smell of mud after heavy rain; the subtle, clinging scent of herbs and tonics; the aftertaste of tart berries, strawberries after they are eaten; buttered bread, still steaming; wine and fruit; old parchment and ink; the nutty smell of drying paint, made fresh by his hand; gentle rain on a gloomy morning; the smell of flowers freshly picked; the sharp tang of magic prickling beneath the surface; the smell of wood and fire, brimming on Solas’s fingertips.

X | SIGHTS: Books piled on top of each other, messily and yet organized; delicate but passionate writing on parchment; the diligent way he paints upon the walls; the experienced, dangerous way in which he wields a staff, untold power underlying each movement;  the regal posture in which he stands, no matter what rags he may wear; the curve of his back as he’s bent over a table, intently studying the text of old script; the movement of his lips when he speaks in old elvhen; the hidden pain in his eyes when he omits the truth to those he cares about; the twitch of his pointed ear when something gets beneath his skin and he cannot show it; a star filled sky; an empty meadow and he is alone.

X | SOUNDS: The brush of paint on the wall; his humming of an old elvhen song, comforting and nostalgic; the contempt in his voice when he disapproves; the deep connection, the sadness when he speaks the old tongue; the subtle tone of regret, so very hidden, when he speaks of the past and his intentions; the brush of fabric when he brushes the calf of his leg with the other; the crack of bones when he stretches; the cackling fire in his hands; the whispers from the fade when he casts his magic; old songs sung around him unheard by any else; the anger in his voice with an Inquisitor he dislikes, sass and sarcasm in each word; the affection in his voice with his companions, affection he did not think to have.

X | BODY:  Warm, somewhat deep voice filled with wisdom; full lips, but soft; a cleft in the chin, not too deep, but still noticeable; a scar above his brow, old memories lingering in the skin; a sharp jaw, high cheek bones; lightly dusted freckles on his nose and cheeks, along his shoulders and back; lean muscle beneath skin, shifting with each movement, from thigh to back; broad shoulders, far different than the elves of this era; tall body, but not overpowering; long fingers, calloused and warm; body heat always seemingly heated, as he majors mainly in fire abilities besides his fade magic.

X | MANNERISMS: Fingers locked around each other behind his back; shoulders straightened, back straightened, standing tall; ears twitching at the slightest nose; chin kept high, proudly; subtle arrogance he will not admit to; elegant walk, despite how his appearance represents him.

#ch. study |「 I'LL KEEP MY LANTERNS LIT 」 #aesthetic |「 A WOLF IS MEASURED BY THE POINT OF HIS TEETH 」 #memes |「 DON'T PLAY DIAMONDBACK WITH SOLAS 」

[solasan]

started thinking abt solas/mirae again and something something two sides of the same coin something pride as his downfall and her salvation something something ‘you couldve been me and i couldve been you’ something ‘there is so much of me in you i cant help but love you’ / ‘there is so much of me in you i cant help but hate you’ something something

#so anyway i started writing- [gunshot sounds] #mollie shut up #ch: mirae lavellan #sh: mirae x solas

[druidgroves]

gaius has a red hart mount that he named alas bc it loosely means “dirt” in elven

#ch: gaius lavellan #solas: so you named a rare & magnificent creature......dirt. #gaius: yeah :) #solas: why. #gaius: funny.

[tiimecrash]

tag dump 002.

#out of time [ ooc ]. #what lurks in the mind [ headcanons ]. #inner thoughts [ musings ]. #question everything [ ask memes ]. #beauty in all things [ aesthetics ]. #one [ ch: sola i ]. #two [ ch: sola ii ]. #future [ ch: dax ]. #timey wimey [ verse: main ]. #just a simple human [ verse: fobwatched ]. #into the unknown [ tbt ]. #hearts of gold [ the doctor ]. #the man in black [ the master ].

[dreadfutures]

Done with the designs of Ixchel and Solas's Winter Palace Peace Talks outfits.

I have a piece in mind for Ch 72, after the fight through the alienage, but I needed to figure out all the layers of their outfits first.

Kicking myself for all the details in Ixchel's. Every single time I draw it.

#my art #solas #ixchel lavellan #dead pasts dread futures

[loslentesdepedrito]

Loslentesdepedrito- Masterlist

Please forgive me for this atrocious masterlist. Its purpose is solely for navigation, and I assure you that I will create a better one when I have the time. Thank you for reading 🤎 !

Dave York:

Eres Mía (E for Explicit)

Javier Peña:

I'm Your Wife

Ahora Te Puedes Marchar Sneak Peek (E for Explicit)

4K (E for Explicit)

Feliz Navidad (E for Explicit)

El Hombre de Tu Vida (E for Explicit)

Jack Daniels:

Broken Bottle, Broken Heart

I'm Your Wife: Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch 4, Ch 5, Ch 6, Ch 7.

Chocolate Cake (E for Explicit)

Frankie Morales:

Broken Bottle, Broken Heart

Tim Rockford:

4K (E for Explicit)

Marcus Pike:

Eres Mía (E for Explicit)

Medicina De Amor (E for Explicit)

Dieter Bravo:

Sola (E for Explicit)

DB 2 (E for Explicit)

Zach Wellison:

Seven (E for Explicit)

Din Djarin

Paleta (E for Explicit)

Javi Gutierrez:

Sola (E for Explicit)

Joel Miller:

Que Vuelva (Hoy me muero yo)

A Restless Night

JM 3 (E for Explicit)

JM 4 (E for Explicit)

#pedro pascal fanfiction #not rpf #dave york x reader #the equalizer 2 #marcus pike #marcus pike x reader #javier pena x reader #javier peña #jack daniels x reader #agent whiskey x reader #jack whiskey daniels #kingsman fanfiction #frankie catfish morales #frankie morales x reader #no y/n #i literally whipped this up in mere minutes #like two #joel miller x reader #tim rockford x reader

[theluckywizard]

In the Shattering of Things, Ch. 55: The Dead Outnumber the Living Part II

Chapter summary:

Rose, Hawke, Blackwall and Varric contend with an undead ambush and then continue onward to dine with the mayor. Their humble dinner in little, seemingly insignificant Crestwood village is tenser than Rose ever imagined it could be.

Fic Summary:

Lady Rose Trevelyan's idle, aristocratic life blinks out in a haze of irrelevance when the breach destroys the Conclave. She may be soft and coddled when she joins the Inquisition, but there's a fierceness inside her she's yet to fully recognize. Armed with only a few relevant skills and the mark that makes her a legend, she is thrust onto a path delivering hope where it’s long been scorched away and finds comfort in the grumpy, handsome stick in the mud charged with her protection and training. As she stumbles her way across southern Thedas, she begins to realize she's tangled at the center of machinations she barely understands, and she's not alone in that. Enter Hawke.

Excerpt Below the Jump ⏬

The following morning I delegate most of my companions into crews to accompany scouting missions— one resource gathering mission further to the north consisting of Solas, Vivienne and Cassandra another along the lake shore with Bull, Blackwall, Varric, Sera, and Hawke to further investigate the undead problem. Dorian remains in camp with Harding and I and I assume that Cole is around somewhere in the ether. He didn’t attend our morning meeting but he’s never far. 

“I’ve been meaning to catch you alone,” says Dorian, leaning against my desk where I’m scanning through an update missive from Leliana that Harding has decrypted for me. “How are you?”

“I’m keeping busy,” I say, pitching him a half smile.

“It’s been a week and a half. Have you heard anything from him?”

“You mean beyond his parade of dismally dry requests for signatures and permission to buy toys for our army?” I say. “Why? Do you think he’d send anything different?”

“You both care about each other.”

“I still have a foolish amount of hope inside me, but he drew a clear line. And logically I know I should accept it. Maker knows I’ll be more productive if I do.”

“If he weren’t such a self-flagellating sad sack—”

“ No . I don’t know what he told you, but he’s entitled to feel the way he does. I don’t like it, but I understand. It hurts . But I understand.”

“ Fasta vass , Rose,” Dorian sighs. “You two are infuriating. Whatever happened to talking things out like grown ups? Fighting for one another?”

“I’m sorry if we’ve disappointed you, Dorian. But some things aren’t a matter of fighting,” I tell him. “And clinging to hope is foolish. He made that perfectly clear.”

“Let me see these notes of his,” Dorian says, scanning my desk like he might stumble upon them.

“ Dorian .”

He sighs.

“I just need someone to be happy around here, I suppose,” he says into his folded hands. I reach over and squeeze his upper arm.

“And what about you?”

“ Me ?”

“Don’t tell me you haven’t been making eyes at Bull these last several weeks. I may have prodded you about it while it was still a fleeting thought, but it’s a little harder to mistake now.”

“Rose, you were an appalling matchmaker then, you’re an appalling matchmaker now,” he says in an obvious deflection. The man never seems to blush, but he scratches his forehead in the sort of tell that satisfies me.

“Then I shall leave your stolen glances be for the moment. No harm in them.”

“Certainly no more numerous than your obvious looks at a certain celebrity hero.”

“Obvious? He’s the second biggest thing here next to Bull. There’s no avoiding looking at him.”

“And now you understand me!”

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#cullen x trevelyan #in the shattering of things #rose trevelyan #dragon age inquisition #hawke x trevelyan #dragon age fanfiction #cullenmance #cullen rutherford #dragon age fan fiction #dragon age #theluckywizard