Writing Masterpost

I write Solavellan. You may see some other stuff on my AO3 and I love that stuff too but let’s be real, I’m pretty much just the one thing and I am obsessed. It used to be all Angst and UST all the time but now there’s plenty of Fluff and Smut as well. Asks are always open. I love prompts. Chat is also fine.

Here’s the stuff I wrote that I’d love for you to read:

Ellana Lavellan is an investigative journalist assigned to cover an excavation in the Arbor Wilds. Her editors have received a tip that the dig may uncover new information about the “Final Inquisitor,” a mysterious figure from the Dragon Age about whom almost nothing is known. Ellana teams up with a history professor to investigate the story.

Roots
(sequel to Overgrown)
Solavellan | Modern AU | Idiots in Love | Occasional Smut
Rating: E | Actively Updating (aprox weekly)

With the identity of the Final Inquisitor now revealed to the world, Ellana Lavellan (an investigative journalist) and Solas (a history professor) team up again to dive deeper into the mysteries of the Dragon Age as well as a series of strange phenomena that have been reported across Thedas.

the best of you, honey, belongs to me
Solavellan | One-Shot | Smut
Rating: E | 3,759 words

Hunt well, he told her. And she has. She may as well wear their pelts like trophies across her shoulders.

They have lined up to dance with her, to offer her gifts, to make her promises - all of it hollow. They want her for the power and the pleasure she can bring them. They want the world to see her in their arms as they swirl her across the floor. They want to feel the press of her body against their chest and imagine an intimacy which is his alone to claim.

Solas gets jealous at Halamshiral and his pride nearly gets the better of him.

I tattooed everything you said to me on my still-beating heart and while that may sound like nothing more than hyperbole, I swear to you that if you clawed open my ribcage you would see the truth in the ink that spilled through your fingers.

A Solavellan take on “This Is How You Lose the Time War.“ Two unlikely correspondents reshape infinite versions of Thedas, each manipulating events of the world’s past to create the future their faction desires.

in the cracks of light / i dreamed of you
Solavellan | One-Shot | Angst | Pre-Veilgaurd
Rating: T | 2,731 words

He slips into a cafe to pass the time. It is an alluring place on the water where lilac lanterns spill light on lovers and assassins alike. In the distance, something bright catches his eye. Two felines, perched side by side on the base of a pillar that overlooks the canals. One of them is such a vivid white he swears it’s glowing in the afternoon sun.

By day, Solas investigates an irregularity in the Veil in the Streets of Coin and encounters a spirit cat. By night, Lavellan dreams of Treviso.

More than 20 years after the Exalted Council, Thedas is in ruins. Finally, a hardened and desperate Lavellan conjures a dangerous spell that has the power to stop the Dread Wolf once and for all. But when plans suddenly change, Lavellan and Solas find themselves transported back to when everything began - one year before Corypheus opens the breach - and given "one last chance” to set things right.

Miscellaneous Solavellan

Solavellan Prompts

Short one-shots collected from various prompts. Mostly set in Inquisition, one in Veilguard.

First/Second

Who fell first prompt. Four short scenes, two from Solas’ POV and two from Lavellan’s.

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Chapter 15 - Roots

With the identity of the Final Inquisitor now revealed to the world, Ellana Lavellan (an investigative journalist) and Solas (a history professor) team up again to dive deeper into the mysteries of the Dragon Age as well as a series of strange phenomena that have been reported across Thedas. (Sequel to Overgrown)

Solas x Lavellan || Modern AU || Read on AO3 || Read from the beginning

Excerpt:

After a round of drinks Solas was considerably calmer, though his tongue had loosened accordingly.

"When we return to Lydes," he said, leaning forward over the table with the flat bottom of his glass perched only somewhat perilously in the palm of his hand, "there's a new restaurant that just opened a few weeks ago. Antivan. I'd love to take you there. They make a fantastic paella."

"I remember. You told me about that place when you first tried it. Actually, I think you sent me a picture of that exact paella," Ellana laughed before taking another sip of her drink.

"That's right," he nodded. He had done that. He knew it. Why was still talking, he wondered, as he continued.

morning reblog

refrainee

He yearns for her presence, like a moth to a flame

solavellan oh the hair the movement in this

firlachiel

phantomrose96

Being blocked on tumblr isn’t important unless it’s by the OP of a funny post in which case it’s the same suffering as what they’re doing to Jesus this Friday

phantomrose96

Scratching and scrabbling at the door like please I will renounce whatever take of mine annoyed you please can I reblog the funny post please please

rosieofcorona

femmeharel

Me, fourteen and making OCs: okay she can’t be a Mary Sue! I can’t make her too cool or everyone will think she’s unbelievable and hate her :((

Me, thirty-two and making OCs: Every person I think is hot in this video game is into this OC and also she gets to be a Special Princess. I’ll commission a propaganda portrait of her as an imperial saint.

fadedsweater

rosieofcorona

crying my way thru it

(wip)

solavellan just call me taylor cause i'm ready for it

virshiral

shift-shaping

I know he wants to look cool and sinister now but if Solas met the rhyming tree in Origins he would rhyme right back at it. You know he would. He would get really into it.

solas goddammit

Chapter 15 - Roots

With the identity of the Final Inquisitor now revealed to the world, Ellana Lavellan (an investigative journalist) and Solas (a history professor) team up again to dive deeper into the mysteries of the Dragon Age as well as a series of strange phenomena that have been reported across Thedas. (Sequel to Overgrown)

Solas x Lavellan || Modern AU || Read on AO3 || Read from the beginning

Excerpt:

After a round of drinks Solas was considerably calmer, though his tongue had loosened accordingly.

“When we return to Lydes,” he said, leaning forward over the table with the flat bottom of his glass perched only somewhat perilously in the palm of his hand, “there’s a new restaurant that just opened a few weeks ago. Antivan. I’d love to take you there. They make a fantastic paella.”

“I remember. You told me about that place when you first tried it. Actually, I think you sent me a picture of that exact paella,” Ellana laughed before taking another sip of her drink.

“That’s right,” he nodded. He had done that. He knew it. Why was still talking, he wondered, as he continued.