Little Solas x Lavellan snippet of my upcoming chapter

So, I'm back from my vacation and am eagerly working on my next chapter and sometimes I think the dynamic of my Lavellan and Solas is so cute lmao

With renewed vigilance, she began setting wards and pleaded with Solas to teach her. Since their encounter in the kitchen, it felt easier to converse with him. And when Dorian praised his warding skills, she swallowed her pride and sought his guidance. Solas, ever smug, agreed readily, though he couldn't hide his skepticism about her sudden change of heart. She brushed off his inquiries, determined to convince him without explanation. He sighed, resigned to her persistence. "Sometimes, I wish I could peer into that mind of yours, lethallan." Leaning against his table in the rotunda, she raised an eyebrow, grinning. "Are you sure about that?" He paused, then conceded, "Actually, no. Who knows what lies beneath that facade of yours." Her grin widened, gesturing animatedly. "The darkest secrets imaginable, Solas. My mind is a whirlwind of madness." His expression remained impassive. "Of course it is. Now, do you want to learn, or not?" Eagerly, she hopped down from the table. "Yes, lethallin! Teach me!" She saluted, earning a gentle smile from Solas.

The way he's just like "you know what, no. Let's leave it at that." 😂

Chapter 13 of my fic is done!

I finally finished my newest chapter, and I'm on hiatus starting now for a month, since I'm off to Scotland for vacation and I need to take a break from writing for a while! Enjoy the chapter!

I read Fourth Wing. And shit. What have I done to myself?

So, fellas, this post is dedicated to Fourth Wing and not Solas. Yes. I know. Shocking. But I gave in to the hype, bought it... and then it caught dust on the shelf. My coworker begged me to read it, so... I did. And holy shit, the book was FANTASTIC! Ordered Iron Flame, still waiting, impatiently. I read Fourth Wing three times now, and I don't feel any shame.

The world is great! I love dragons, and the dark atmosphere of the Basgiath War College is so thrilling. And Im a sucker for military in Fantasy stories.I love Violet, she's not a pussy and knows what needs to be done despite her frail body, love that woman. And her dragons Tairn and Andarna are wonderful. Especially Tairn lmao that grumpy guy

Xaden? I love you. Nothing more to say here

And now to you, you little piece of shit, Dain Aetos. You're dead. I threw my book halfway through my living room after you betrayed Violet. I wish you the most cruel death ever. I never liked you. The first time you were mentioned, I couldn't care less. BUT I GAVE YOU A CHANCE! and you fucked up. Goddammit I'm so angry.

Last but not least — the sex between Xaden and Violet was goddamn glorious, and no one can convince me otherwise. I'm done, guys. Done. That book destroyed me, and I'm obsessed.

Thanks for coming to my Ted talk.

X

Little snippet from my upcoming chapter

So I wrote this little scene yesterday, and even though it's just a convo between two of my OCs, this was so hilarious that I wanted to share this! (Silea will be the main protagonist in the Felassan/ancient Arlathan fic I'm currently working on. And this time, I'll post it when it's done, I can't work on two WIP's simultaneously . My brain will be dead lmao)

"Well, well, my dear Silea, where have you been hiding? I have tasks waiting, you know," he started, but then paused, his expression shifting as he noticed her tears. "You've been crying. Why?" *Damn it. There goes my hope of him not noticing.* Without waiting for a response, he began pacing. "That damn Fen'Harel. Was he unkind again? He only worsens with age. How did he attract so many women? His attitude, I'll never understand. He knows you're still mourning - Oh. Damn. Sorry," he halted abruptly, facing her. "I apologize, Sil." Silea shook her head slowly. "Fen was not unkind. I cried because I miss Felassan, that is all." Isenril scratched his chin, his skepticism evident. "He wasn't? That's odd. Did he hit his head, perhaps?" Then he spread his arms wide. Silea blinked. "What are you doing?" "A hug. You need a hug. Let me comfort you." Silea's eyes dulled, her lips curling. "You are joking, right?" "No. I'm like your big brother. Remember when you used to say that? Come on, let's hug." He moved closer, but Silea backed away. "That was ages ago. Don't you *dare*, Ril. I didn't come here for your jokes." Isenril theatrically clutched his chest. "My dear Sil, your words wound your brother. I bet Solas would get a hug. You always treated him better than me." He feigned hurt, wrinkling his nose. "That is true," she answered. His eye twitched at her retort, and he let his arms fall to his sides. "*Wow*. That stings, you know?" "Isenril, I am an adult, not a child, and your hands have a tendency to wander." He took a step back. "What? I would *never*." "You mean like when you slapped my backside, and Felassan nearly roasted you alive?" "That was an accident!" "Or when you *accidentally* barged into my room while I was changing *without knocking*, and both Fen and Felassan nearly throttled you? Or..." "You're exaggerating! We sorted it out in the end!" "With a bloody nose, yes." "Felassan didn't have to hit me! I didn't know he had such strength." Silea snorted. "If he hadn't, I would have... Thanks for the laugh, Ril."

Those two are the light of my heart with all the tension between Solas and Lavellan. I already can't wait to share that fic, Arlathan Solas will have to deal with so much shit. Believe me

Solas, you're an idiot

I just rewatched the scene after he kisses you in the Fade because I was a bit researching for my fic and... that idiot just send me laughing. This is just..

"You were the one who started with tongue."

"I did no such thing!"

"Oh, so it doesn't count if its just Fade tongue?"

"It has been a while and things have always been easier for me in the Fade."

1. DUDE, THATS YOUR EXCUSE??

2. I bet it is, mister I don't want to answer the "Were you more than friends with some spirits"

(Am I broken for laughing?)

I DID IT! I DREW SOLAS

So after writing down some things for my fanfic and talking to a friend about Solas... I got the sudden urge to draw him, and here we go!

I tried... okay?

Chapter 12 of my fic is up!!

Hell fucking yeah, my new chapter is out! (The one with angry Solas and the heartfelt letter) I had so much fun writing this and the end is very satisfying for me lmao

A lil part from it (for those who are curious):

Solas crouched beside her and gently caressed her cheek, stained with blood and marked with deep scratches. *What anguish drove you to inflict such harm upon yourself?* He observed her bloody nails, a testament to her suffering. Running his finger along her skin, he allowed his magic to flow into her, gradually initiating the healing process. As his magic worked, her face began to mend, the wounds disappearing without leaving a trace. Suddenly, she began to twitch and cry out in pain, a single tear trailing down her cheek. He wiped it away before withdrawing his hand. Her eyelids fluttered, and it seemed she was finally regaining consciousness. Amatisha's eyes found his, and she managed only a hoarse whisper. "Solas? Ar... somnial? Ar din?" (Am I dreaming? Am I dead?) He couldn't help but chuckle at her words. Even in critical condition, she managed to be ridiculous. Despite her weakened state, she narrowed her eyes in response. "You are being very dramatic, lethallan. No, you are alive. Just as you promised."

Another snippet of my Solavellan fanfiction...

Okay, since I noticed there were some guys who liked my snippet of Solas being angry at Mother Giselle for not letting him through to the Herald. Here is the letter Solas wrote before that. Before the Herald was found. He thought she was dead. ENJOY

*Lethallan,* *I find myself compelled to write this letter, though there is no one left to receive it. Haven lies buried, as do you. Corypheus has escaped, leaving behind only death and the glimmering snow, smoke rising from the extinguished flames.* *Days have passed, yet there is no sign of your survival. Despair grips my heart, much like the Inquisition... they lost their Herald, their guiding light. What have I lost? A friend, perhaps more, had I not been such a coward. Now, I am left to wonder what could have been.* *Am I mourning? I cannot say. It is as though a bud of hope, newly sprouted within my heart, has been mercilessly torn away and trampled.* *I should never have allowed you to go alone. I understood the risks and knew you would willingly sacrifice yourself for those you hold dear. Your resolve was unwavering, and I could not — would not — stop you. Your words rang true; Corypheus sought you, yet it is I who bear responsibility. My foolishness led us here. Ir abelas.* *No apology can bring you back. You have given your life for everyone, and now the sun of Haven stopped shining forever. I failed to save you, to cherish you as I should have. Always angering you. I should have followed my heart, disregarding the guilt and the self-loathing that plagued me.* *It is too late. Regret and sorrow are my companions now. Forgive me. You were the one soul I wished could have illuminated Thedas with your warmth for longer.* *Yet, I must press on. I cannot falter. Your sacrifice will not be in vain. I swear it.* *Solas*

A lot of my friends loved this so much, so that's why it's in the next chapter. I actually wrote this on a whim, lol

That chapter will be out on Thursday, I'm so excited to share it!

Little snippet of the chapter I'm currently working on and DAMN SOLAS

I lovingly call this snippet "Fuck the Chantry"

"I must object vehemently. While I understand the severity of the situation, the Herald is revered as divine by many here. It would be unseemly to leave her alone with a man, especially given the rumors surrounding you both. Furthermore, she is not fully dressed, and her dignity must be preserved. If necessary, I will assist with the healing to ensure propriety," she declared adamantly. Solas' expression hardened as he confronted Mother Giselle, his face mere inches from hers. "I am sure you have noticed, Mother Giselle, I am an apostate and an elf. I hold no belief in your ridiculous Maker or Andraste. I care not for your opinions *or* your faith. The Herald is injured, and I *will* heal her. I will not heed the dictates of the Chantry. I *despise* the Chantry and its blind adherence to outdated beliefs. I have held my tongue for the sake of cooperation, but I harbor nothing but contempt for those who cling to their faith without question. You mean *nothing* to me. Now, step aside and leave before I lose my patience," he stated firmly, eyes cold.

Don't fuck with Solas, I guess lmao

Sometimes I wonder...

Am I crazy? LOL

My bf and I discussed DAD yesterday and he had the audacity to say he's gonna play it first when its out since it's his PS5. *shaking my head*

I told him to scram. I have a mission. TO GET MY SAD ELVEN LOVER BACK. I will lock myself into isolation until I'm through with that game. And no one will stop me, not even the love of my life lmao I have things to do, okay? You thought you've got me now Solas? Just you wait, you smug ass. Gonna come for you😂

One-shot with Solas/Lavellan/Cullen (Smut)

Soooo... haha. I had some time and an idea haunting me for 6 months. And I finally wrote it down into a one-shot of almost 4k words. It's a funny, smutty one-shot of Solas, Lavellan and Cullen. (Don't judge me) it's out of my system now, I'm relieved😂

Okay. Solas is hot. Great character. We love him. BUT: HEAR ME OUT! What about Felassan??

Fellas. I'm rereading the Masked Empire for my fic. Also, since I'm kinda planning on doing a side story for my fic. (But that doesn't belong here.)

Anyway. I'm reading, and I'm. WHY DID I FORGET THIS OTHER HOT ANCIENT ELF? HOT DIGGITY DA, THAT ELF IS CHEFS KISS!

I always loved Felassan. He's funny, charismatic, and kinda rude. Totally my tea. And then I've read the part where he's suddenly very serious as Briala realises he's not Dalish. And that paragraph just sent me somewhere where I shouldn't be. I'm simping so hard for that man, please someone help me.

DAMN THOSE ANCIENT ELVES FOR BEING HOT! Solas. Next time. I want an ugly ancient elf, okay? Whatever they are — soldier, agent, I don't fucking care. Make him ugly. I can't take this shit anymore. Have I not suffered enough, you asshole???

100k words, holy shit...

I only noticed now that I've reached 100k with my Solavellan fic, and I'm writing on it for 4 months now, and I'm so glad people seem to like it. That really keeps me going😊

Sometimes, I hate myself and my Slow Burn Solavellan Fic

So, finally my newest chapter (11) is out! And yes, I'm doing a retelling, but I just take some things from Canon and rest is my own shit. I'm finally at IYHSB and even though I have cute scenes with Solas and Lavellan... I, I'm at a point where I'm starting to hate myself and scream at my screen: JUST KISS ALREADY YOU FUCKS!

So yeah... whoever is up for it or is already reading it. Here you go!

I recently had a convo with two friends of mine. It was about what kind of type we have in men, like what physical type. And I started and said:

"Tall, muscular, not too bulky, of course, oh and a beard would be nice, long hair is cool, but I like short hair too."

And my friends said

"So your type is basically not Solas. Just everything not him."

And I just... "Shit. They're right..."

Of course, I was intrigued by him after the DW reveal. And then I actually listened... and... well. Here I am. AND LET'S BE HONEST: HAS NO ONE SEEN THOSE DAMN SEXY THIGHS??

I'd say it's good even though I hated that elf and he wasn't my type, I still fell in love with him. If that isn't a great character, who is

So, I'm writing on my newest chapter, and I'm finally at the events where Coryphe-shit has his major show. And I... I just can't anymore. If I had known it would torment me so after 10 Chapters before they get together, hell nah, I wouldn't have done it. Meanwhile listening to the soundtrack to be in synchro and I tell ya - I just want them to kiss and fuck already, I'm so tired lmao AND I WRITE IT

Just gonna leave this here, still not ready to post but yeah. This hurts me kinda more than them😂

"I accept your apology. But honestly, Solas, I'm not sure if I give a damn anymore," she confessed, her voice softer now. "I can't keep flying off the handle at every little thing you say. I need to rein in my temper, and it seems like you do too. This whole thing has been enlightening for me. I'm sorry if my behavior led to any misunderstandings, but I also find some comfort in realizing that we're just *friends.* And it should stay that way." Now it was his turn to blink at her, his mouth opening and closing, unable to form any coherent words. His lips formed a thin line as he finally responded, "I understand. Your perspective is valid, as always." But it was a lie, every word she uttered to shield her wounded heart. It stung her deeply that he agreed with her, making her feel even worse.

Damn tumblr is bad for my heart. I don't have time for shit, except writing a bit (don't even get me started on drawing, and I WANNA DRAW SOLAS SO BAD) and then I look at all the beautiful DA art and Solas especially and I wanna cry because they're all so beautiful. Damn all you artists making me gape at the gorgeous art y'all make. (JK, it's amazing, I respect you all so much)