#Solora

[thetunesclub]

The talented artist Solora is reviving the magic of the '90s with a modern twist! Get ready to experience a fusion of nostalgia and innovation in her latest work

[thunderclaw100]

Here’s Tallest Solora posing for a new billboard shot and will make a cameo appearance with the announcer in her timeline. Many love to get the chance to meet her, but she’s schedule booked.

[jaykaycreates]

hows it feel for the newest sun bracers ornament kinda gives dragon claws look ? maybe theyre were inspired by ur oc?

LMAO doubtful. Altho when i saw that I gasped excitedly. Its going to be for bright dust next week and I'm definitely getting it and maybe will try to make a dragon/dark themed look for Nora to match her current state of mind.

[btsbabe7]

November Prompt 6: Stargaze

Words: 1.4k | Pairing: Draco Malfoy x reader

You glance down at the folded slip of parchment Blaise had tucked into your Potions book on the way out of class and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t curious. After all, Blaise has never shown any interest in you during your seven years together at Hogwarts, and you don’t even consider yourselves associates. It’d also be risky on his part to initiate anything with you with rumors swirling around about his best friend, Draco Malfoy having a crush on you.

Just minutes later, you stumble outside of class with your friend, Solora Hazelridge by your side.

“What is this?” She asks, giving you no time to respond before plucking the parchment from your book.

“Sol!”

“A love letter, I presume?” She giggles while unfolding the paper and giving it a read with raised brows. “Looks like you’ve got yourself a date.”

“Date!?”

A few students turn in your direction in the emptying corridor and you shush yourself quickly.

“Though, if you’re dating someone, don’t you think that’s something your best friend should know about?” She hums, followed by a pout of her cherry red lips.

You roll your eyes and reply with a sigh, “I’m not seeing anyone, let alone dating.” Then, you snatch the paper from her hands and read it yourself.

“Not what the little love letter suggests,” she giggles while the two of you strut into The Great Hall, going back and forth on who you think the letter is from. “It has to be Draco, Y/n.”

“Because of the stupid rumor?”

“Especially because of the rumor,” she assures. “Besides, Draco’s never been known to like anyone. A rumor like that doesn’t just start out of nowhere.”

You plop your books and quill next to your placemat and slither onto the bench.

“It can when you have enemies.”

She rolls her icy blue eyes before her response.

“I’ll ask him then.”

“Solora, wait… no,” you mutter and grasp her hand before she can stand up. “I’ll just meet this person tonight and I’ll see who it is.”

“All alone?” She taunts and twirls her thick, black curls around her finger.

“Yes,” you tease. “All alone. Besides, there isn’t much you can do on the observation deck of the Astronomy Tower anyways.”

“Trust me, Y/n, there’s a lot of things you can do up there,” she giggles.

Hours later, you find yourself staring at the piece of parchment again.

meet me at the top of the astronomy tower at dusk.

You waited until everyone in the dorm had fallen asleep before grabbing the cloak Harry had leant to you earlier this week for sneaking into the Restricted Section for research. Even being the prized Head Girl had its restrictions at this time of night.

Careful to not trigger any alarms, you slip the cloak on and slither through the corridors without much lighting until you reach the third floor of the tower. From there, you tiptoe up stairs and avoid any open corridors where professors may be lurking.

By the time you reach the observation deck, you let out a breathy pant and pull back the cloak in the darkness to fully catch your breath.

Once your breathing is under control, you glance around the deck, seeing no one, nor anything that would stand out. But from here, you can see even the dimmest of stars in the distance, and this draws you out into the open.

Tiny stars glisten in the sky like snowflakes in the winter, beautiful and infinite. And you settle down on wooden planks, making sure to keep the cloak at arms length before lying back.

You stay like this for a while, completely forgetting that you were supposed to meet someone here until you hear shuffling on the stairs below. You freeze, completely forgetting all defensive tactics you’ve learned over the years, only to sigh in relief at the sight of Draco Malfoy stepping from the shadows.

You stand to your feet, leaving your wand behind to greet him.

“You came?” Draco breathes, almost as relieved as you were when you realized it was him and not a professor.

“Wait… you’re the one that wrote the note? You had Blaise deliver it?”

Draco steps closer to the railing, overlooking the courtyard below. The breeze of fleeting summer nights blows through his blonde tresses and a chuckle slips from his mouth.

“You were expecting someone else?”

Your curiosity guides you closer, next to him, and you grasp the railing for support. You can’t look at him, not with the breeze feeling like heaven against your scorching skin.

“I pondered, but I didn’t want to believe the rumors. A Slytherin and a Hufflepuff?” You scoff. “And even then, most of my friends aren’t a fan of The Malfoys. It’d never work.”

Draco suppresses a laugh and you turn towards him, all the more confused.

“What is it?”

“It’s you,” he manages through a chuckle. “You’re already assuming the worst of me. I haven’t gotten a chance to prove myself.”

“Prove yourself?” You question and cross your arms over your chest. “What exactly can you prove? Everything I’ve stated is true.”

“Exactly,” he admits. “It’s all true. My family doesn’t associate with the Potters, Weasleys or… Grangers of the world. Our houses could coexist on different sides of the Earth if needed, but all I’m hearing is what others think, and not about how you feel.”

All your heat rises to your cheeks and you start to feel lightheaded at the thought of Draco actually being right for once.

He grasps your arm to steady your shakiness and leads you away from the rail until you’re standing where you’d left your belongings in the middle of the room.

“Just spend this night with me and you can decide for yourself. If you never want to see me again, then I’ll make sure to stop the rumors myself. But if you want to continue this, then we can meet here again tomorrow.”

You nod and follow his lead of sitting back down on the wooden floor.

At first you still can’t bring yourself to look at him and this time it’s not because of the beautiful stars or the wonderful breeze. It’s because every atom in your body is craving for him to move in closer, to make some sort of connection that will solidify the rumors.

“You sure you’re alright? You look like Ron did when he ate slugs back in second year.”

“That was ghastly, don’t remind me,” you groan and drop your hand to your stomach, retching at the memory.

Draco clicks his tongue and pulls his robe around him like a blanket.

“Care to join?” He nods towards you, arm outstretched to let you in, and you hesitantly accept.

Draco’s arm around your shoulder is such a foreign feeling, but as the night progresses, you find so much comfort in the small gesture. Soon you’re nuzzling into his shoulder, taking in the scent of fresh apples that linger in the fabric of his emerald sweater.

“You smell nice,” you mutter against him, allowing your nose to linger a bit longer than it should.

“You too,” he chirps. “Like vanilla and toffee… and the books in the library.”

You giggle softly against him. You never knew you smelled this way, let alone knew that he cared.

“Draco?” You breathe, now pressing your chin into the top of his shoulder where his icy irises meet the warmth of yours.

Any thought or question leaves your lips the moment his eyes meet yours. You wonder how you’ve been staring at the stars in the sky all these hours when the stars in his eyes are so much brighter.

Draco’s brows rise and his nose scrunches softly. You can tell he isn’t used to having someone this close, isn’t used to letting someone in, but all that goes away when you gaze into each other. Every layer of bricks he’s built comes tumbling down the moment your right hand slithers into his platinum blonde hair and settles at the nape of his neck.

His breathing hitches against your face and you both lean in slowly, taking in one last breath of crisp air before the warmth engulfs you both.

His robe slips off both your shoulders and he guides you back against it, nestling his hips between your legs without pulling his lips from yours. His hands burn against the flesh that had come exposed on your hips in the shuffle and you moan softly against him.

When he finally pulls away, allowing you both to breathe, it’s as if all the stars, even the dimmest in the sky, have gathered in his eyes. And in this moment, all you know, is that you wouldn’t mind stargazing with Draco Malfoy everyday, for the rest of your existence.

Please be sure to check out my other latest fics:

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~ Navi: masterlist (all fandoms) & (bts imagines/drabbles)

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[soloragoldsun]

I take back what I said about maybe buying Veilguard years in the future when it's on sale. I'm not even doing that now. So many choices made over the course of three games, and they're really going to only have three choices from Inquisition matter, and two of them are in the fucking Trespasser DLC!

I won't even go into how utterly stupid it is to take away the primary aspect of the Dragon Age franchise that drew people to it and kept us invested in the first place. Plenty of people have already put it far more eloquently, and I honestly don't feel like typing an essay about it.

I have been falling out of love with Dragon Age canon for awhile now, and have decided to abandon it entirely. That doesn't mean I'm leaving the fandom, of course. I still love Origins, II, and Inquisition, but I'm going to come up with my own worldstate. If Bioware won't let me play a satisfying conclusion to every choice my characters have made over the years, I'll do it myself.

I'm starting an outline tonight. I'm going to write the story of Solora Mahariel, Wren Hawke, and Talvan Lavellan and wrap the whole thing up properly, and I'm going to do what I want with the lore. Stay tuned, friends.

Also, I will absolutely still be writing my series on Finn Lavellan, because I love my anxious, halla-loving boi.

[timelessda]

Dragon Age: Timeless AU

[COVER ART BY: @tobio-fish] Lost In Time (my Dragon Age fanfiction) finally has a proper cover! Took about 2 years to try and sort out on my end before finally biting the bullet so to speak and trying to get it commissioned again and I couldn't be more than happy with the results :> With that being said, what better time to post about the Timeless Series than now!

[ART BY: @/scotch_draws On Instagram]

Timeless is a series based on two elves born during the Breach Age, specifically in the midst of the sixth Blight. Due to mere circumstance and bad luck, both elves find themselves thrown back in time to the Dragon Age. Forcing the duo to live through events the shortest Blight in history as they struggle to find a way back home.

Series Lists; https://archiveofourown.org/series/1934419 https://www.wattpad.com/list/1020295811-timeless-series The Art Gallery; https://toyhou.se/11274884.timeless-series-dragon-age

[ART BY: irus On Toyhouse]

There are currently two "books" for this AU. The first is the "Silent Regrets" One-Shot that takes place before the first book, and the official book one "Lost In Time".

[COVER ART BY: @/luc_open On Twitter]

Silent Regrets (One-Shot)

Even now, as she lie in the bed of a room she rented at a Tavern, that last night never seemed to leave Solora's thoughts. Sometimes…. Some things aren't meant to be. Yet, they hold so much regret.

Where you can read it on each platform; https://toyhou.se/~literature/81241.silent-regrets-dragon-age-fanfiction https://archiveofourown.org/works/26524042 https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13800978/1/Silent-Regrets https://www.wattpad.com/story/256024326-silent-regrets-dragon-age-fanfiction

[COVER ART BY: @tobio-fish]

Lost In Time (Book One)

Neither elf had been paying attention to the Amulet dangling from the mage's hands as it began to pulse a harsher red in response to being in direct contact with the shapeshifter's magic. The mage in question had opened her mouth to respond, but she never got the chance. The enchanted amulet reacted, the charm floating up a bit before a bright red portal opened, pulling both women through it with a flash. The only thing left behind was a burn mark on the floor where both elves once stood. OR An apostate and an assassin from 10:60 Breach find themselves thrown back in time to 9:30 Dragon to face a second Blight.

Where you can read it on each platform; https://toyhou.se/~literature/195229.lost-in-time-dragon-age-fanfiction https://archiveofourown.org/works/27038521/chapters/66010636 https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13801508/1/Lost-In-Time https://www.wattpad.com/story/243496929-lost-in-time-dragon-age-fanfiction

[ART BY: @/scotch_draws On Instagram]

Thank you to anyone who decides to give the series a shot. Timeless is a massive passion project! (plus whats a lil Time Travel AU amongst friends?)

There are currently a total of 4 "books" planned, not including some one-shots that I have in mind but haven't settled on writing yet :>

[ART BY: @/devilbanana55 On Instagram]

[venvellan]

Solora Amell, kisser of women

[enigmartic]

The She, The Solora

[chiefpeanutcat]

Omg, you have no idea how much this means to me!! And trust me their is definitely more drawing that I have done of Helena. I've been kinda using Helena as my muse to try new art styles! But Helena is not the only one that I have been drawing!

I actually found your account because of @thoughtfullyrainynightmare and i found @lyranova through your account! And I am so glad that I did. All of you guys really bright up my day!

I actually have a drawing of Solora and of Neva that I have done a while ago that I never finished😔 but I still want them to see it!

Evil Siren Solora and Neva!!

Thank you to @thoughtfullyrainynightmare, @kalolasfantasyworld, and @lyranova so much. You guys have really inspired me❤️

Trust me, it took a STUPID amount of time to have the courage to post my art 😞 Even in the digital world, I am still very socially awkward.

There are SO many questions about Paper Heart that I want to ask, like...What if Helena did take that offer from Nozel so she can return back to the Diamond Kingdom, what would Nozel do once he found out that the Diamond Kindom was under attack?? Would he try to get her back to the Clover Kingdom, or would he just let it happen????

On chapter 45, the gem that Helena found when she was younger and on chapter 47 the gem that her dad gave to her mom... Is it the same one that Evil Helena has embedded in her chest??

Sorry, I've been blabbing on long enough!! You guys are amazing artists and writers, and thank you again!!

I would like to show appreciation for @kalolasfantasyworld and her work and the fact that she is an amazing person! I love her work and always look forward to her post

She is an amazing writer and artist! Here is a drawing of Helena and gablriel and something I drew a while ago... Evil Helena😈

One thing you should know about me is that my art style changes Evey. Single. Day.

These characters are not mine!!!

Helena and Gabriel

Don't know why their grumpy, but they are!

Evil Helena

Oooh... I would let her keep me chained in her dungeon if I got to see her every day 😏

[thetunesclub]

Get lost in the beats of "The Crazy One (Uptown New York Mix)" by Solora! 🎧🔥 A track that’s perfect for any vibe. Listen now on Spotify!

[thunderclaw100]

Name: Solora

Sex: Female

Position: Tallest

Bio: Solora is one of the rare female tallest ever to rule the empire. She worked up quite a name for herself over the years. Both good and bad, according to older drones that looked after her. As a mere smeet, Solora was very focused on her upgrade studying while most of her fellow smeets wanted to leave the simulator and explore the surface. She made great progress once becoming a cadet. Solora met another drone named, Vervain. The two of them become close and are a team when given the chance to. Solora’s skillful with weapons,especially bladed ones. She keeps a couple of them under her body armor. During her final assignment on Hobo 13, she and her team are to take the flags of their enemy teams while killing off a giant glorba beast. She was the one who took it down while her teammates got the flag from the others. This has given her the rank of high general. While the scores are being checked, Solora decided to get her own place in the city. She was spotted and hired to do some modeling for a while. Her face was on billboards almost everywhere. This could be because she became a taller. Solora had just the right height and face for the shots.

This when on for some time. Solora even found a passion for singing. She likes to do this whenever it fits her mood. Later in time, she got a callback from her superiors. Tallest Blits is dead. Fallen at the heat of battle by an enemy of the empire. Solora had no chance to mourn about this because SHE was chosen as the new tallest. She was rushed to be measured and geared up into her new robes. Irk needed a new leader. Especially now that one of their enemies has entered their fly zone in orbit. Solora had much to do with such little time. She appointed Vervain as one of her body guards. Pyper as her jester/entertainer drone. Solora leadership did help irk win the battle and she made an example with this victory by having her camera crew snap pictures of the heads of the high ranks soldiers on a stake from the enemy and sending it back to the ruler’s of their planet. A warning to never cross the Irken empire. A ceasefire was settled and there were no further bloodshed. Solora’s reigned for about 500 years before her death, after her pak went under a static shock malfunction that drained out her charging cell. It triggered her automatic 10 minute countdown.

Knowing this is her final moments, Solora made a request to Vervain. She wanted him to go to the control brains and request that they recognize both Magnus and Spectra as potential future tallest. Either one of them is fitted to replace her. Solora also wanted both Vervain and Pyper to work with those tallest. Keep them on track and to not lose themselves in the heat of the moment like she almost did two centuries ago. Her request was granted and both selected irkens were given the same position as tallest. After Solora’s passing, her body was carried off to be recycled back Into the system. While her pak was download into the collective for future generations. There is a monument of Tallest Solora in the city’s square. She’s wearing the very first body armor given to her after she became the new tallest. Others of her generation still pay their respects to that statute and take a moment to remember how things were different during her reign compared to now. Vervain visit that sight more often than most. He had a crush on Solora since they were still trainees. Pyper is the only one who knows this and kept it between them.

[jaykaycreates]

After discovering you can now hide the subclass menu and thanks to the help of some friends. I've been able to make some cool GIFs of my OCs and their respective subclasses.

Nora Solora: The Dragon

Ruen, the once Frost tamer

Now the Puppeteer

Raymond: The Synapse

Taura-5: The new light

[btsbabe7]

November Prompt 30: Roadtrip

Words: 491 | Pairing: Golden Trio, Fred & George Weasley x reader

It isn’t until you find yourself walking up to the old, rusted blue Ford Anglia that you realize the two Weasley twins were very serious about this roadtrip. But come to think of it, you can’t remember a time they’d mentioned doing something and not following through.

Walking alongside a yawning Harry, you can make out Fred and George’s hushed argument about who’s to drive the car. You glance over wearily at Harry, but the darkness is enough to shield your slight irritation.

Ron and Hermione join soon enough with the four of you already waiting inside the warmth of the car as they pack their trunks inside the trunk. Thanks to the car’s extension charm there’s enough space for the belongings of more than six. Even your best friend Solora would be tagging along too on the way back from the cozy cottage near the seaside far from here.

You stare out the window, feeling excited once the car finally takes off, courtesy of George. You’re happy you’ll have your best friends by your side for one last adventure before the start of your adult lives and with graduation now behind you all. The sky is painting salmon pinks and golden yellows across periwinkle colored clouds on the early morning horizon and seeing it from the view in the sky makes it much more awe-worthy.

Fred and George had planned the entire thing out. They knew how much you loved the sunrises and sunsets, so everything had to perfect. You can imagine their chuckling as they browsed for snacks, probably even throwing a few prank ones from their shop into the basket for added fun for everyone once you reached the cottage. Their spontaneity is the very reason you agreed to the pair coming.

Laughter floods the front of the car on Fred and George’s behalf and Ron seems to have made himself a makeshift bed against Hermione’s shoulder. His soft snores gaining a giggle from her as she attempts to read a book while occasionally stealing glances of the sunrise from the window. Harry rests against your shoulder as well, watching the sunrise with you and holding your hand underneath the blanket he’d brought along for the ride. It’s fit across the four of you in the backseat, keeping you all warm in the coolness of the frosted morning.

Flying through the air for this trip reminds you of the time Ron had broken Harry out of his aunt’s house in your second year. That was the last story you’d heard of the car. And reminiscing on the old times brings your attention from the sunrise to Harry. He’s so close, you can feel your breath mixing between the two of you and that closeness makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside. The closeness makes you think of all you’ve been through together and makes you ecstatic to see where this roadtrip called life will lead you all now.

Please be sure to check out my other latest fics:

⚡︎ November Prompt Challenge (days 1-30)

⚡︎ For You Always - reader x Snape

~ Navi: masterlist (all fandoms) & (bts imagines/drabbles)

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction, but please don’t copy! Written purely for fun :) Please only repost to other socials w/my permission and credit! Reblogging w/credit is fine. Thank you! ♡

[voidbirds-fr]

Solora Lore Snippet 👀

Their story involves travelling great distances, and yet they somehow keep ending up at the same tree with a swing atop a hill,, mysterious!

[snapplescribbles]

Blegh 

[soloragoldsun]

So, I was just thinking about couples and hoodies and was like “Since Rayla is taller, would Callum be the one to always steal her hoodie?” Then, I was like “But Callum has a wider build. Would his hoodie be too short, though?”

Then I fixed it by realizing that Callum would totally be the type to wear baggy hoodies in the first place, so Rayla could cocoon herself in one and pull her hands into the sleeves if she so desired.

Conclusion: Rayla is the one to steal her partner’s hoodies. Callum is the one wondering where the heck all his warm clothes keep ending up.