#equalopportunitysolas

[sea-side-scribbles]

When you notice you actually like the guy you'll probably never see again...

My first post for @equalopportunitysolas week is a moment from my fanfiction "Maker Preserve". If you wanna read more about this ship, you're welcome:

[broodwoof]

Learning Curve

Featuring my Cyren Lavellan, a bisexual trans woman, for @equalopportunitysolas week!

This is the day one submission and explores the beginning of Cyren and Solas' relationship and the beginning of Solas questioning his gender identity.

[thejabberwokk]

Equal Op Solas Week

I'm so behind TwT''' I think I'll only have this one to post. I'm halfway through two other prompts, but not sure if I'll finish them by weeks end... -.-'

for @equalopportunitysolas week

Solas x Cassandra

Prompt 1- Dreams / Elation / The Moment They Knew

The moment she felt the Spirit of Faith touch her mind she felt radiant.  

The shining form of Faith gently caressed the Seeker’s face, her eyes glittering with tears of joy. Their depths filled with warmth, acceptance and the spirit's intention burst forth, overflowing. Cassandra eyes fluttered shut, her hands raised in adoration as the shining being brushed fire hot lips upon her brow.

Solas stared at her in turn, eyes steady, the creases of a soft smile at their corners. Fears from ages past ebbed away and the promise of a fleeting, yet achingly tender future eased in.

Faith glanced his way, their expression delicate and telling; keep true, keep fighting, keep living and loving.

They smiled at him, as they withdrew from the Seeker, intent tested and confirmed, as a gleaming hand caressed his cheek, then they were gone.

Left with the after warmth, Cass sighed contentedly, her arms gently dropping to her sides. A whispered prayer and a steadying breath past smiling lips. He moved to join her, his arms pulling her into a tight hug, his mouth at her rounded ear whispering his awe for her indomitable spirit.

[pancakesprince]

@equalopportunitysolas week My posts will be centred around my lavellan, sometimes including dorian (they are a throuple). Not all my posts are following the prompts. Sulevin Lavellan - he/they/any

Day 1 - Dreams

Sulevin is a Dreamer, too- but he's very careful to never venture far, and he mostly helps make sure his clan, his people are safe on the side of the Fade. He learns to be more at ease with Solas, learning how to more safely interact with spirits.

[queenaeducan]

Written for @equalopportunitysolas week. Pairing: Solas x Felassan Prompt: Division

Felassan cups Fen’Harel’s cheeks, once gilded with golden boughs, marvelling at their emptiness.

No. Not emptiness. There are lines beneath his eyes where sleep escaped him, and faint freckles across his cheekbones. A thumbprint of nature which the gods would surely resent.

“How did you…?”

Fen’Harel shines with his answer: Pride. Wisdom knows what must be done, but it questions where Pride acts.

“I believe I could do you the same service, if you would—”

For the first time ever he shirks from Fen’Harel’s caress.

“No. I will make them my own before I change myself for the gods again.”

A short take on my own belief/headcanon that the question of whether or not vallaslin should be removed has always been a personal choice.

[edda-grenade]

when your boss gets Really into the zone when painting and you have to make sure he doesn't get himself assassinated

aka arlathan au, kubide (or halani, in this verse), being the most tired-while-pining bodyguard in all of arlathan

he's pining right back ofc

(kubide belongs to @wanderingnork, and though it doesn't follow any prompt, an entry for @equalopportunitysolas week)

[salesart]

new experiences Solas x Dorian for @equalopportunitysolas week!

[s0up-arts]

what if 😳😳😳 we were at the fade memory party 😳😳😳😳😳 and we fell in love 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳

0.2 seconds later solas reaches out and touches avery's face ☺️

aka my super duper late entry for @equalopportunitysolas week 'day 1'- the moment they knew :3

[zundely]

Hot dwarven lady be upon thee... and upon Solas.

It's Equal opportunity Solas time so I wanted to share who gets to smooch him in my headcanons.

Riona Brosca-Cadash is a gal who has see a lot of shit in her life- tough as the Stone herself, organised, no-nonsense and deeply, unshakeably caring. She has a son whom sadly was left without a father after Carta buissness gone wrong incident. Knowing she might need a back up plan when the Inqusition began to emerge and made contact with the Carta, she volounteered as a representative.

Despite being born castless and living the life of a surfacer, Riona has deep faith in the Stone and a complicated relationship with her homeland. This is initially a source of some... polite disagreement between her and Solas. Dwarves are a bit of a mystery to Solas, and being stuck in close proximity to two of those, both with very diffrent prespectives on life would have him struggling a little. But with time snippy remarks between the two would morph into deep philosophical disscussions, wehere they would both realise that they have some core values in common despite coming to them from diffrent prespectives and oh look, now they are kissing.

That's another thing, I am very much a fan of sheepish Solas. That guy hadn't any game in millenias, meanwhile Riona is a widow of a mafia member, she is not playing around. There is no way Solas would stay calm and collected around all that castless, carta swag. She obviously finds getting him flustered hilarious.

So that's them in the happy times ... those don't really last though do they...

@equalopportunitysolas

[blarfkey]

My next fic for @equalopportunitysolas week! This time I got to write for Varric/Solas for the first time. I've always been a bit intrigued by them and now I definitely want more. Hopefully Veilguard will have a lot of opportunity to explore their friendship/situationship lol.

Rating: PG

One nights insomnia leads Solas to find solace in the last person he expected.

Ever since he awoke from Uthenera, Solas has been plagued by constant reminders of the damage he has wrought, but none so worse than the Exalted Plains. Even the name leaves an acrid taste in his mouth, so horrifically ironic that even Dorian points out the hypocrisy and Cassandra stays mercifully quiet.

To see such remnants of his home scattered around veil thin battlefields and tombs and one small struggling Dalish tribe makes his stomach churn and sleep proves fitful and sometimes impossible.

One night, with his heart racing and the walls of his tent feels suffocating, he slips out to the fire, even though he has already completed his watch.

Only Varric remains, scribbling something in a small, leather bound journal close to the fire. He spares Solas a glance before returning to his work.

“Can’t sleep, Chuckles? I thought that was your specialty.”

“Every artist struggles with their craft,” Solas says dryly.

“Tell me about it,” Varric mutters.

He ignores Solas in favor of more scribbling and Solas grows curious, despite himself. Never has he had the inclination to actually read any of Varric’s crime serials or the romance that had so enchanted Cassandra. But Varric also never passed an opportunity to tease Solas or coax him into a ridiculous conversation or tell a story and this blatant avoidance is  . . .

Well Solas is not going to say insulting because Varric’s attention irritates him and he’s grateful that something else occupies the dwarf’s focus that isn’t a bald joke.

Yes.

Read more on AO3

[sea-side-scribbles]

Couldn't come up with anything for today's prompt, so just have them dancing.

Third post for @equalopportunitysolas week

[broodwoof]

Tactics of Intimacy

written for @equalopportunitysolas week, day 2!

trying out different ships every day for this, so for today it's the iron bull/solas, kinda an fwb dynamic.

[thejabberwokk]

Equal Opp Solas Week

So late, but still plugging away~

for @equalopportunitysolas week

Spirits / Emotional Shift / Secrets Shared or Kept -

Solas x Macha (Qunari Female)

The Fade rippled around him, eerie silence, shadowed forms. The forest scene was too precise and void of life, save the windless ripples upon the lake.

“Stop playing games, kossith, it has been a long day.” Instead of staying in the trees as he normally did, playing up his role as dread, he gracefully made his way out into the clearing. Silver light from the sister moons caused his armour to glint, the fur on his shoulders to glow. If the Inquisitor was going to play games after all this time, he would end it here.

Ripples spread, large and hungry across the argent lake, upon its shore they soon break. In a swirl of mist and fade Macha coalesces, her horns twisted and sharp. Eyes shifting between green and gold, fade and ancient. Her face seems to be caught between anguish and defiance at the insult uttered.

At the sight of her, Solas suppressed a twitch of surprise, eyes and brow shifting in scrutiny. 

“I was correct, it was you that visited me that night, tempting me away from my path.” Motioning at her hala horns with a careless wave. Arching a brow she grinned, fangs glinting. Moving closer she inspected her claws. 

“I’m sorry, Solas,” she  canted her head to the side, I didn't realize you would have picked up on that so quickly.

 She moved to caress his chin,  but he tilted his head away at the last moment, denying her the chance to ensnare him.

 “You are absolutely inseparable, Macha.  You take the guise of desire, and yet you only had to ask.”

She clicked her teeth, her grin shifting to  sultry pout. “It was your own pride that conjured the form of desire. I much prefer delight. Though I must say the Dread Wolf's eyes are quite pretty when he's sated, his ego fed.”

Solas  grasped her hand, entwining fingers with elegant claws. “My hunger is far from sated. And you appear far more true to form than prior rendezvous.”

She's scoffed, her voice light and full of mirth. “I am as I appear nothing more, nothing less. An object of desire called to you and this fade conjured realm.” She raised their hands to her lips, brushing soft kisses to his knuckles, jade eyes watching him intently.

“I know from the weight on my horns, the scent of scotch on your breath and the warm flush on my cheeks,” she paused as his eyes darkened, his  tongue darting our to wet his lips. “Should we wake now, I would be in your chambers,” He swallowed hard, breath catching.

“And I am sure,” she raised on her toes, lips nearly touching. “We are right where we want to be.” 

Solas closed the distance between them in a rush, a snarl of desperation in his throat.

The Fade bled around them as they came too, the fire crackling in his fireplace, her hands on his thighs, his hands at the base of her curled horns, fingers tangled in her hair.

[pancakesprince]

@equalopportunitysolas week My posts will be centred around my lavellan, sometimes including dorian (they are a throuple). Not all my posts are following the prompts. Sulevin Lavellan - he/they/any

uncensored here on poipiku

oct 7th is my birthday and i get to draw pp for myself!!!

[queenaeducan]

Written for @equalopportunitysolas week. Pairing: Solas x Felassan Prompt: New Experiences

“You’ve never been kissed?” Solas’s brow rises with the curious turn of his voice, eyes deliberately falling an inch to examine the turn of Felassan’s lips.

“I’ve been preoccupied,” he answers. “A little busy helping others live their lives to reflect much upon my own.”

Pity winds up Solas’s throat, like a trailing vine of ivy it stifles, but does not smother the emotions at play. “A… familiar sentiment,” he says. Beneath the surface of their minds, the memories of their almosts play in harmony. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. There’s a first time for everything, I’ll be sure of that.”

[equalopportunitysolas]

The event has officially ended. Thank you to everyone who submitted. It was great seeing all of your content throughout the week! (The tags page has been updated!)

If you wanted to participate but didn't get to, late submissions will be accepted through the remainder of October! Just tag @equalopportunitysolas, and I'd be happy to reblog! (note: I'll be on vacation Oct 13-Oct 22, so I may not check notifications until I get back).

I also plan to keep this blog up with more equal opportunity Solas content throughout the year (lots of reblogs saved in drafts!). And definitely need to run another event sometime with Veilguard coming out and all the new Solas shipping we'll be getting.

Stay tuned! Happy October!

Equal Opportunity Solas week

Taking Place Oct 6th - Oct 12th

Equal Opportunity Solas Week seeks to promote the Solas romance as inclusive and diverse. We wish to celebrate the possibilities of the Solas romance for characters of all races, gender identities, gender expressions, sexual orientation, and disability.

The event supports content involving:

Solas rare-pair romances

Solas romances with queer characters

Queer Solas romances (in which Solas himself is queer)

Asexual & aromantic Solas pairings

Solas romances involving characters with mental or physical disabilities (beyond missing anchor arm)

Due to the tendency within the fandom to view the Solas romance within heterosexual and cisgendered norms, the event will exclude all depictions of heterosexual cisgendered (cishet) fem!Lavellan

Queer representations of fem!Lavellan or female-presenting Lavellans are valid and encouraged within this event, including:

poly romance with Solas and another character(s)

aromantic or asexual relationship with Solas

bisexual Lavellan

nonbinary Lavellan

trans Lavellan

gender fluid Lavellan

See Event Info & Rules for content guidelines as well as Themes for more information!