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Nothing against people who ship Solas with a Cis!Fem Lavellans, I just think this fandom need more diversity
#dragon age#dragon age inquisition#solas#shipping#solas/trevelyan#solas x trevelyan#solas x adaar#solas x cadash#solas x dorian#solas x francois#francois x dorian#pavelyan#solas x dorian x francois#dread wolf#fen'harel#queer#lgbt#memes
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happy 1 year to this comic i forgot to post feat. my inq basil <3
#dragon age#dragon age: inquisition#da:i#oc: basil#inquisitor cadash#sera dragon age#comic#this is goofy and also dumb but i remember i couldnt sleep til i drew it#basil my beloved. she does her best to try and sound Smart but she's really. something#she's more chaotic than she lets on. she wields an axe like 3 times her size. queen#anyways. posts this late at night. no one sees me being a dragon age enjoyer#solas dragon age#<- i guess i should tag him too#sera x cadash
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ROOOOOOOOO ro ro ro ro happy friday ro
Can we get aaaaaaaa Solas x Cadash "alternatively, touching anywhere but where the person desperately wants to be touched" pleaaaaaaase
It ends kinda suddenly but yeah!! Thank you! For @dadrunkwriting
Pairing: Iron Bull x Tilda Cadash x Solas
Rating: E
Warnings: smutty smutte, mild kink negotiation, roleplay?
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“She likes to be teased,” Iron Bull tells him.
Solas lays with Inquisitor Cadash in her bed, fully dressed against the softness of her pale skin. Iron Bull’s eye watches them, and the man himself sits on the sofa near the bed, his hands clasped between his knees. He looks entirely too pleased with himself, too invested — Solas knows exactly what he gets from this farce, this playacting, this directing game. He pretends not to understand and turns away, towards the woman on the bed.
He draws his hand down Tilda’s arm, watching as the colourless hairs rise with her gooseflesh. Solas glances at her and finds her eyes, unfocused and shaking back and forth in their pale blindness, directed towards his face. He wonders what she sees — shapes? colours? — and leans down to nose into the space beneath her ear.
“Are you alright?” he breathes.
She nods, almost irritably — the Iron Bull grunts with disapproval. “She hasn’t said her word, has she? But you can read her body too, you know. That consent is just as important as the verbal kind.”
Solas pretends once again not to know. His hand smooths down her side, over the swell of her hip. Her feet only reach to his knee. He could touch all of her without shifting in this bed. “How do you mean?”
“She’s leaning towards you. She puts her face up like that when she wants to be kissed. And — yeah, look, when your hand is on her hip like that she parts her legs, just a little.”
She is looking at him. Yearning towards him. He can feel it in how she turns her entire self towards him, and it has been an age since he has felt skin this soft, heard the quick breaths of someone waiting to be kissed, smelled the warm musk of rising arousal. He can see every one of her long, white, tangled eyelashes and the ridges of her raised, pink casteless brand. She leans towards him with trust and desire in equal measure, and he wonders at it — Tilda is his friend, as is Iron Bull, but something here is different than when he laid with friends in a time long removed from this one.
He feels the warmth of Iron Bull at his back before he hears him. The giant moves nearly silently. “Can I show you, Solas? You’re tense — ease up a bit.”
He nods. Iron Bull places a hand over his, and beneath his grasp, Solas touches Tilda — her thighs, her softly-padded ribs, the crease at her waist, the shell of her round ear, the underside of one small breast. Solas thinks, from someplace far away, that he could likely take her entire breast into his mouth.
Solas does not need Iron Bull’s direction, but he is surprised to find that it is what he wants. As far as the Tal Vashoth is concerned, there is no difference. Solas wonders as their paired fingertips graze along the inside of Tilda’s thigh — and she is wet, so wet that when her flesh parts more wetness forms clear threads from thigh to thigh — if Iron Bull knew all along that he was merely being mischievous.
Tilda squirms and finally allows herself a whimper, and all thoughts rush from Solas’s mind. Iron Bull chuckles darkly.
“Will you beg for him, kadan?” he asks the woman on the bed.
Her eyes dart back and forth between the two men who lean over her, their hands linked as they touch her. She swallows visibly, and her lips are dry from panting. “Solas —”
Tilda’s knee grazes his groin, and Solas jumps. He had not realised how hard he had become, simply from touching her.
“Solas, touch me,” Tilda gasps. “Please.”
A chuckle comes, unbidden, to his lips. “I am.”
Iron Bull seems to like that — his own chuckle does not sound surprised in the least.
“No — no —” Tilda whines. Her twisting body searches after his featherlight touches, made heavier only by Iron Bull’s grasp on the back of his knuckles. “On my — between — I want —”
“You’ve got her speechless,” Iron Bull rumbles. He sounds pleased. “That takes a bit. You should be proud.”
He is. Solas wonders, in a brief flash of clarity before that fog of desire descends once more, if Iron Bull praises Tilda so readily, or if he has determined that it is something Solas himself likes.
“Perfect, Solas,” Bull murmurs, and removes his hand. Solas slides it between Tilda’s thighs into her waiting wetness — he’s eager to touch her, and to hear more of Bull’s words. “Good. Now —”
Tilda’s back bows, and Solas clutches her small, soft body against him with his free hand at her waist. He works two fingers through her slick.
“Exactly. Keep pleasing her like that and I might even let you fuck her.”
Solas casts a sharp look over his shoulder. “Should she not be the one who permits such a thing?”
“What do you take me for?” Iron Bull does not seem angry — there is only metered impatience in the flash of his eye. “She’s the one who asked for you. She’ll ask if she wants your cock, Fadewalker. And as the one who knows what she needs —”
“Please,” Tilda begs, muffled against Solas’s chest.
“I call the shots,” Iron Bull reminds him.
Solas’s hackles slowly lower, and he curls his fingers until Tilda cries out a short, desperate hah! of suddenly satisfied desire.
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Chapter 167: The Mycologist & the Carver
Rating: explicit
Pairings: Solas/OFC, M!Lavellan/Dorian Pavus, F!Lavellan/secret companion
Fic summary: Agent of Fen’Harel defects to search for an alternative solution and–oh no. An Inquisitor who is Not Well. His sister who likes to complicate things. Time travel with consequences. Lore exploration and expansion. Friends, rivals, lovers, and endless explanations. Do u like bagels, ‘cause this one has everything on it.
Word Count: chapter [~6k] | entire fic: 940k+
Snippet below:
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Thom was smiling under his great beard, thick arms crossed in a thoughtful manner.
"Where'd you learn this?" he asked with a darling softness, gesturing to the runic language at the bottom. "I'm not literate, but I've seen some dwarven writing in my day."
"The dwarven men I travelled with were…worldly." It felt like a script at this point. She wished she could tell the whole truth of what they had been, as their memory deserved.
"Really? I've heard you mention them offhand. Sounds like quite the tale. You should tell me more one day," he said, and she didn't bother to hide her surprise this time. He wasn’t pushing boundaries with potential hurt…and she respected that. He gave her a self-satisfied grin she couldn't resist returning. She quickly wrote out the directions and tore the page out for him. "Funny. I could have sworn I'd seen another healer today with the same thistles and dandelions in her hair. Similar journal too. Looked nothing like you though, save perhaps the height."
Rainier was more perceptive than she thought or she was a full blown fool. How had she not seen him in the infirmary? And furthermore, stupid, stupid me for not removing the weeds. You were so cocksure about not getting caught.
"For what it's worth," Rainier shifted so his back was against the opening, stretching his pained leg out beside her. "Defying Miss Head-Healer Thera to give me that dragon's spit salve you whipped up instead of the same tired elfroot-embrium one–"
"I treated you?" she blurted. And…there went her cover. “ Fenedhis , I must have been high off Enoki’s herb not to have noticed.”
Rainier belted out a merry laugh. If she weren't mildly panicking and reassessing, it would have been infectious. "Don't worry. Genuinely wouldn't have known if not for the flowers." He leaned in until she could smell him—woodsmoke, a bit of spicy dragon's spit, and straw. "But…I’m tickled curious. Why are you in disguise?"
Maordrid plucked up her carving tool, giving him a knowing glance. "I don't think we are so different, Rainier."
Read the whole chapter here
Chapter 1 for new readers
#dragon age#dragon age inquisition#dragon age 4#dragon age fanfiction#solas#solasmance#blackwall#cadash#original character#solas x maordrid#dragon age: ouroboros#mogwaei writes
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Commission I did for gatchayam on Twitter :>
#keeeeeep forgetting to post commissions#doodle#dragon age#also all of the bonus WIPs/unused sketches#solas#cadash#soladash#commission#dragon age inquisition#dragon age trespasser#dai#da#solas x inquisitor#others oc
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Female Cadash/Solas (Dragon Age), Female Cadash/The Iron Bull (Dragon Age), Solas & The Iron Bull
Characters: Rinna Cadash, Solas (Dragon Age), The Iron Bull (Dragon Age), Varric Tethras
Additional Tags: Solas Lovers Exchange, Gift Fic, Established Relationship, Polyamory, A Triad If You Squint, Hurt/Comfort, Blood and Injury, Caretaking, Cadash Is a Mother Hen, Solas Is Exasperated, Bull Is Amused, Dwarf Culture & Customs, Varric Tethras is a Good Friend
Summary:
Solas and The Iron Bull don't always see eye to eye. But when Bull is injured, contention is laid aside for the sake of the woman who loves them both.
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My gift to @wickedwitchofthewilds for the @solas-lovers-exchange!
#Lamb writes#dragon age inquisition#solas lover's exchange#cadash x solas#cadash x iron bull#polyamory#this was a joy to write
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First Sentence Tag Game
Thank you for the tag, @nirikeehan!
Rule: Post the first sentence of your last 10 fics.
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‘Of Trysts and Tarantellas,’ a Sereda Aeducan x Gorim Saelac gift fic
“Princess, where are we going?”
‘Evergreen,’ a Fenris x OC gift fic
Fenris wasn’t, by nature, a morning person.
‘Gray Magic,’ Anders x Hawke
“You were supposed to talk me out of this, remember?”
‘Of Cocoa and Cooking Lessons,’ Fenris x my modern girl in Thedas OC, Rana El-Khoury
Fenris stood at his larder door with a candle, taking stock of the Satinalia leftovers.
The Songstress and the Swordsman, Fenris x Rana, Marian Hawke x Anders, Sebastian Vael x OC (the Teyrn of Ostwick’s daughter)
Fenris wished he’d never come to the Hanged Man, that night.
‘Passing Notes,’ Fenris x Rana
‘dear rana why must i write a letter if you are seated beside me i do not understand the purpose of this sincerely fenris’
‘Under the Linden Tree,’ Aragorn x Arwen (Lord of the Rings fandom)
Ever since their arrival in Rivendell, Aragorn had been swept up in a tempest of meetings, discussions, and strategizing.
‘Of Acemennan and Emmental,’ an Anders and Warden friendship fic
“Owww! Maker’s Breath, Anders, hurry up!”
‘Sub Rosa,’ Solas x Lavellan (rated M )
It happened quite suddenly, on a Wednesday afternoon.
Revka Cadash and the Great Nug Hunt, a friendship fic featuring my dwarven merchantwoman OC, Revka Cadash
When Revka Cadash had agreed to a ‘Wicked Grace night with the crew,’ she did not expect this…
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Tagging: @bluewren @tkwritesdumbassassins @poetikat @midnightprelude @rakshadow @fandomn00blr @delicatefade @anderstrevelyan @tea42 @kittynomsdeplume @cleverblackcat @johaerys-writes and any that would like to do this! Tag me so I can read your fics <3
#dragon age#dragon age 2#dragon age inquisition#fenris#solas#solavellan#anders#hawke x anders#aeducan#aeducan x gorim#modern girl in thedas#lord of the rings#aragorn#aragorn x arwen#tag game#musetta writes
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Ship Type
Mixed Gender 55%
Male Only 21%
Female Only 24%
Gender Stats Per Total Characters
Male 50%
Female 47%
Nonbinary 3%
Top 4 Nominated Characters
Josephine Montilyet 20.63%
Leliana 19.38%
The Iron Bull 18.13%
Anders, Zevran Arainai 17.50%
Top 5 Female Characters
Josephine Montilyet 20.63%
Leliana 19.38%
Cassandra Pentaghast, Isabela 11.25%
Merrill 10.63%
Female Hawke 9.38%
Top 5 Male Characters
The Iron Bull 18.13%
Anders, Zevran Arainai 17.50%
Cullen Rutherford, Fenris 17.50%
Dorian Pavus 10.00%
Solas 8.13%
Nonbinary Cadash, Hawke, and Surana are the most nominated Nonbinary characters!
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first lines of my last ten fics!
tagged by @skyeventide. i’m skipping the ones that i wrote a few years ago but only posted on ao3 this year, so if you for some reason look at my ao3 and find they don’t match that’s why.
Skyhold’s cells were home to a new prisoner. -- The wolf must die for the lamb’s sweet dream, Anders & Solas, Dragon Age
In this corner of the Fade autumn leaves fall in perpetuity. -- Lessons Learned, Solas solo, Dragon Age
The earth shakes like the sky before a storm. -- The Ascent, Solas & f!Cadash, Dragon Age
Once there was a cruel king who ruled from a bald hilltop. -- The Last Laugh from Tales of Fen’Harel, Dragon Age
Charter has never been one for parties. -- Homecoming, Charter & Agents of Fen’Harel, Dragon Age
The dwarf hasn’t said a word all day. -- Remembering Well, Solas & Varric Tethras, Dragon Age
They were twins, alike in every way, down to the finest strands of their DNA. -- Prayers of the Father, Thane Krios & Miranda Lawson, Mass Effect
Morning comes too quickly to their home. -- Because I Asked, Solas x non-binary!Lavellan, Dragon Age (explicit)
Lantos used to say duels were like lovers, and if you didn’t end up soaked it was a sure sign you’d had a bad time. -- 14 Days of DA Lovers, f!Cadash x Blackwall, Dragon Age
The battle had been brutal, or so she’d heard. -- Common Ground, Vivienne & f!Orlesian Warden, Dragon Age
It’s funny b/c I find that some of my sentences get long and overwrought but then I look at these and I’m like. Well I guess you can’t say that about my openers!
tagging: @rosella-writes, @dreadfutures, @oxygenforthewicked, @nirikeehan, @rakshadow, or anyone else who would like to do this!
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Welcome to my blog! Here you'll find OFMD brainrot (particularly Izzy/Ed/Stede) and Dragon Age ramblings.
For context, some of my Dragon Age OC’s. From right to left, top to bottom, we have:
Ambeth Lavellan: an elven warrior, Ambeth has no interest in being the inquisitor. Unfortunately, her protestations have fallen mostly on deaf ears. My only inquisitor who is also a mother, Ambeth is keenly aware of her son back with her clan. Her romance with Cullen was a slow, soft thing.
Alexandria ‘Alex’ Hawke: A soft, diplomatic girl who holds the world on her shoulders and always sees the good in those around her, Alex Hawke has a group of friends that would kill to keep her safe. She is immensely in love with her wife Merrill.
Merripen Lavellan: Merripen Lavellan was born a twin, and when his brother died from the plague, he devoted his life to Falon’Din, Elven God of Death and Fortune. Now, he lives a supposedly quiet life with The Iron Bull, although rumours abound about his close contact with his previous Spy Master and one Dorian Pavus, and what plans he may have for the future.
Aiden Hawke: my canon Hawke, my beloved, my angry boi, my favourite. Full of rage, Aiden started ripping the world apart when his sister was taken to the circle. He fell in love with Anders because of the work Anders was doing for the mage underground, a course he violently believed in. He was very, very tragic and very, very angry and I loved him with my whole soul.
DeLila Cadash: my canon inquisitor, my beloved, my girl, my favourite. The youngest of six, a warrior and a closet nerd, DeLila found a family in the inquisition she never thought she'd have. She misses them all dearly, but loves running rooftops with her wife, infamous Red Jenny Sera (extra pics and info: x x x)
Queen Lillian Hawke: A power hungry blood mage, Lillian finds it mildly funny that her friends, even her biographer, all also kinda hate her. Her relationship with Sebastian led to her claiming the title of Queen of Starkhaven, along with Champion of Kirkwall and Provisional Viscount of Kirkwall.
Aban Adaar: my sweet, shy mage qunari who loves gardening and his wife Lady Josephine Montilyet (extra pics and info: x x x x)
Jenny Hawke: Crazy, sacrastic, and a little obsessed with gold coin (if prone to over-spending with them), Jenny deflected all her problems with sarcasm. She also had a weakness for pirate queens.
Rust Cadash-Rainier: whatever her original name was, it's been lost to time. Now she goes by Rust and is learning to cook eggs with her husband (who, rumour has it, may once have been a war criminal, if one can believe the kindly man who spends his free time making toys for children is the same Thom Rainier that Orlais tried to execute), and also fighting to put a stop to Solas's stupidity (fightings in her bones, she could never put down her daggers) (extra pics and info x x x)
Thank you to everyone who puts up with me talking about these idiots, and the many more I'm no doubt likely to create and talk about in the future - my asks are always open if you have any questions about any of them, from which songs I think fit them to their backstories to the choices they made in game x
Some links to other things you may be interested in (because tumblr only lets you pin one post at a time):
I run two discord groups: a Dragon Age one, and an OFMD SteddyHands centric One. Both are 18+. If you want a link to either, please message me and we'll sort something out. Both are v chill communities.
All my writing can be found here on Ao3
My Mod Recs for each Dragon Age game can be found here (I’ll try and keep these vaguely updated too): Dragon age Origins, Dragon age 2, Dragon Age Inquisition
My Solas Romance Review can be found here (one day when I have time I’ll review all the romances in Dragon Age but alas, not yet)
Some fic rec lists of other peoples fics! Iron Bull/Dorian Pavus , Geralt/Jaskier
The Dragon Age fic data I collected can be found here (Nov 2021): Dragon Age Origins, Dragon Age 2, Dragon Age Inquisition
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2022 in Fics
I did a little fic round-up here, but before the year is out I wanted to make a list of the things I published on AO3 this year because you can never have enough self-promotion.
Satinalia & Harvestmere | G | Dragon Age
Leliana & Zevran & Isabela / Dragon Age: Origins Ensemble
My two entries for the 2022 Dragon Age Annual Calendar. The first is a little celebration between a party of rogues and the second a bonified ghost story told by renown griffon-hater Wynne.
Common Ground | G | Dragon Age
Vivienne & Orlesian Warden
Written for Shellepink for the Platonic Ideal Exchange. Vivienne meets an unexpected former colleague in the aftermath of Marquise Bouffon’s defeat. I liked the idea of Vivienne having a friendly rivalry with the Andras Warden from Awakening, and I inventing a Warden OC for the prompt was fun.
Because I Asked | E | Dragon Age
Solas x Non-binary Lavellan
My first explicit fic ever! Set in Solas and Ian’s much softer Modern Thedas verse. Ian wakes up with a thirst and he decides to make it Solas’s problem. Writing the intimacy in both their domestic lives and their sex was really fulfilling, I love this couple so much no matter what universe they’re in.
Prayers of the Father | G | Mass Effect
Thane Krios & Miranda Lawson
Written for CelestialArcadia for the Spectre Requisitions Exchange. Mass Effect 2 is my favourite of the ME games, but one thing I often find disappointing in it is the lack of dialogue between companions. This fic was one way I sought to explore what I wish the game would. Set after Miranda’s personal quest, but before Thane’s, I wanted to set up the similarities between these characters and their desires and how they might talk to each other about them when Shepard isn’t in the picture.
Remembering Well | G | Dragon Age
Varric Tethras & Solas
Written for the Solamancy 2022 Zine. Solas and Varric are both two characters who are (potentially) mourning the loss of one of the oldest friends. They’re also both storytellers, albeit of different flavours. I wanted to write Solas engaging with Varric’s loss by talking about his own, and keeping Hawke’s name alive in the wake of her death.
Homecoming | T | Dragon Age
Charter & Agent(s) of Fen’Harel
Written for YouWoreBlue for the Arlathan Exchange. Charter attends a party in pursuit of rumours of an ancient Elvhen artefact, and finds herself in a race against the agents of Fen’Harel to find it first. I wanted to depict the agents presented here with sympathy and compare them with the Inquisiton agents still in operation because I am overly fond of paralleling Solas’s forces with the protagonists’.
Onomatology | G | Dragon Age
f!Cadash & Solas
This was written for my roleplay blog a while ago, but I only got around to publishing it on AO3 this year. Solas is a name I headcanon he chose for himself and I wanted to write a conversation of him sharing why with Thora. Despite the secrets between them, they have a close friendship, one where he shares a lot while concealing what he must. Depicting that here was important to me.
Good-bye Kiss | M | Dragon Age
f!Cadash x Blackwall
Originally written and published on my multimuse roleplay blog. It’s a little scene exploring Thom and Thora’s intimacy post-Revelations. Him leaving without saying good-bye rocked Thora almost as much as everything else about that quest, and when they eventually reunite good-byes become an important part of their daily rituals as a reflection of that.
The Storyteller’s Game & The Last Laugh | T | Dragon Age
Fen’Harel & a Miscellaneous Cast
After a long hiatus I finally got around to writing more Tales of Fen’Harel! I love writing fables, and two myths I heard about Aengus inspired me to create Elvhen interpretations. The Storyteller’s Game veers much closer to the fable I heard, whereas the second I lean into Fen’Harel as the noble’s nightmare, divvying justice where Mythal can’t (or won’t?) intercede.
The Ascent | M | Dragon Age | In-Progress
f!Cadash & Solas
My first proper longfic! I’ve had this idea in my head for a while and deciding I wanted to start publishing it this year. It’s an expansion on a drabble I wrote years ago. Thora’s faith in the Stone and her ancestors is an important aspect of her character, and it dovetails beautifully with Solas’s own interest in remembering the past. Given Cadash Thaig’s history with ancient Elvhenan, them travelling to it together just feels right. I’m looking forward to continuing this fic in 2023!
Ten fics may not be much by some estimates, but I’m really actually kind of proud of what I’ve written. I’m looking forward to the stuff I have in the works for 2023 and I hope it’ll be another good year for writing. I even have a WIP I began yesterday which isn’t Bioware-related.
Thank you to everyone who has read, commented, and promoted my fic this year. I appreciate each and every one of you. 💖 Have a happy New Year!
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I have a bad habit of restarting Inquisition, I think I’m going to have to make characters and align them to specific romances even if I don’t play them all. So I think this is how it’s going to go
M!Cadash x Dorian (Rogue)
F!Cadash x Sera (Warrior)
M!Adaar x Iron Bull (Mage)
F!Adaar x Blackwall (Rogue)
M!Lavellan x Cassandra (Rogue)
F!Lavellan x Solas (Mage)
M!Trevelyan x Josephine (Warrior)
F!Trevelyan x Cullen (Mage)
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Happy Friday Ro!!!! For some combination of Tilda Solas and Bull "loud, so everyone can hear" (from the ways you say I love you prompts)
Whew this does NOT properly fulfil this prompt BUT. It is here lol. Thank you 💚 for @dadrunkwriting
Pairing: Solas x Iron Bull (background poly)
Rating: M??? (not super explicit smut)
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Solas is so fucking quiet.
There’s just these soft little breaths with each of Iron Bull’s movements, like he’s driving them out of Solas’s lungs. Solas’s mouth is open in a silent moan against Bull’s neck, his cheekbone sharp beneath Bull’s jaw, and Bull wishes he had hair to pull so he could yank his head back and bite that damn throat. Maybe then he’d scream.
There is no control or power in how he fucks Solas — or whatever their arrangement is, since it feels beyond fucking sometimes. Iron Bull saves that for Tilda. Inquisitor Cadash needs to take off that heavy hat, and Iron Bull’s happy to serve. But Solas? Bull thinks if he did half the things he did to Tilda to the man who twists and pants beneath him now, he’d break.
Solas needs different things, and Iron Bull’s still figuring out what those are.
Maybe it’s just being touched. He responds to it like he’s starved, like he can’t bear it… or if it stops he’ll keel over dead. And there’s a lot of Iron Bull to touch him with.
Maybe it’s dick. Solas has shown absolutely zero interest in topping Bull, but takes it surprisingly well for a man Bull was certain was low on the sexual encounters scale. The kitchen girls had been similar — they really did just want to bounce on it and be told their tits looked nice. But something tells Bull that Solas isn’t quite the same. He imagines how red and purple he’d go if compared to them.
Maybe it’s pressure. He seems to love having Bull’s weight on top of him, even outside of anything involving dicks. Bull didn’t expect Solas to be much of a cuddler, and he’s not, but nothing makes him shut up and go still like getting squashed by someone twice his size.
That might be the problem.
Bull raises himself up on his elbows — his knee protests, but he’s good at ignoring it at times like these. Solas takes a deep breath, and he’s all pink in the cheeks and his freckled chest is splotchy and red. It’s kind of cute, actually.
“You’re thinking too much,” he tells Solas, but is really telling himself. “You can make noise, you know.”
Iron Bull moves, his hands curling beneath Solas’s shoulder blades. Solas’s spread legs hug his hips — he wants to dig his hands into those thighs, but he’d slip and make a fool of himself. Shoulders it is. And Solas has them — wide, for an elf’s. He’s made of sturdy stuff. Bull finally looks at his face, and those pale eyes are wide and glassy and stare directly at the one of Bull’s that’s missing.
It finally registers that Solas hadn’t quipped back when Bull snarked at him. He’s quiet even now, and clings with an untethered sort of need to Bull’s body, like how people do when they’re on the edge of dropping into that space beyond whatever pain or pleasure he can inflict on them.
“You just want this, huh?” Bull finds himself saying. He shuffles and finds an angle that lets him go deep and doesn’t hurt his knee — Solas gasps. “Maybe you’re not thinking too much, but what you need is not to think at all. Am I close?”
A tear has welled up in Solas’s eye, but it doesn’t fall. His face is slack, all wrinkles and frowns smoothed away, and as Iron Bull slowly picks up the relaxed pace he’s kept til now Solas’s eyes roll shut.
Bull’s not had this happen during just plain, regular sex. It feels ridiculous — it’s just his dick. It’s just bending Solas in half. He hasn’t hit him, hasn’t commanded him, hasn’t tied him, hasn’t used praise or shame. And yet it feels like a quiet bit of peace between their chests. Just a bit of understanding, now that Iron Bull has found what Solas needs.
“I can give you that,” he mutters, and kisses the corner of Solas’s mouth. “Just feel, Fadewalker, c’mon. Let’s get you outta that head of yours.”
That’s when that little tear slips from beneath Solas’s lashes. That’s when, after Iron Bull pulls back to watch him as he fucks him, a soft moan leaves Solas’s parted lips.
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Wishing for things you can't have
A small comic depicting an upcoming work in a series I'm writing about Cadash and Solas (who really shouldn't be together but are) I'll share the link in the comments, if anyone would like to read it :)
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Inquisitor: Did Solas just tell me he loved me for the first time?
Dorian: yeah.
Inquisitor: And did I do finger guns back?
Dorian: yeah, you did.
#elva the inquisitor#she would do this#not my quote#source new girl#dragon age#solas x inquisitor#solas x lavellan#solas x trevelyan#solas x cadash#solas x adaar#solas#dorian
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December gifts!
December meant holidays! And I noticed that I did many XD SO! This is a hype post (?) or maybe I just want to show what I did for my beloved friends <3 All of these are published in AO3 n.n They are a lot, so I’m putting them after the cut. Also! be warned of one lemon work!!
Cuddling Time - for @natsora <3 <3 <3
Beach Day! - for @wickedwitchofthewilds :D
Seal of Apporval - for @cartadwarfwithaheartofgold <3 with the wonderful fic of @itscadashing :D
Kiss - for @blarfkey <3
Two Liars, One Heart -for @wickedwitchofthewilds n.n
A Father’s Face - for @jarakrisafis :D
Yellow - for @itscadashing :D
Home -for @dismalzelenka :D
Wish comes true! - for @cartadwarfwithaheartofgold <3
Not lonely anymore - for @sunspott <3
Soft Touch - for @curiousthimble :D
WOAH! I almost can’t believe I did all of them XD thank you, all of you guys <3 I love you and I hope we can have a great year together <3 luv you guys <3
#cora harper#femshep#cora harper x femshep#evfra de tershaav#femryder#jaal ama darav#evfra x ryder x jaal#mango the seal#Solas#cadash#solas x cadash#the iron bull#lavellan#solas x lavellan#lavellan x the iron bull#vidaar saelac#josephine montilyet#cassandra pentaghast#josephine x cassandra#nathaniel howe#Journey Hawke#Anders#nathaniel x hawke x anders#nahanders#sereda aeducan#deepstalker#cole#cole x cassandra pentaghast#alistair theirin#hera drakul
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