#solathi

[bearlytolerant]

“If I were in a different form, would you still love me?”

“Of course I would. It is your spirit that I adore—though I am fond of your form as well.”

I read this fic by @ellstersmash and this idea wouldn’t leave my head. I love them.

[ellstersmash]

Prompt time! Solas and Athi discuss at length if the other would love them as a worm. Please and thank you 🙏

rare and marvelous

Fandom: Dragon Age Pairing: Solas x f!Lavellan Rating: G for General now illustrated :')

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“Are you comfortable in that form?”

Athi’s voice cuts into the quiet of the Fade and Solas’ own silent musings, the path they’re currently on less twisting, and therefore less mentally demanding, than most.

“This form?” he responds. “Or do you refer to another?”

“You know, most people don’t have to specify that.”

“I believe we can agree that I am not most people.”

Athi’s features scrunch together in amusement as she most certainly prepares to tease him—her favorite pastime, not that the Fade provides much of a variety from which to choose. “So true,” she says, the sing-song notes of it echoing in the shifting emptiness around them. “You’re very special.”

“Your approval of my circumstances is paramount,” he states dryly. “Which form are you currently curious about?”

“Your new—or, well, old—spirit form. It’s very… tendrily.”

Solas chuckles. “I can say with great confidence that I have never before been accused of being ‘tendrily.’”

“Love that we’re still finding firsts. Don’t you?” Athi nudges him with an elbow. The self-satisfied smile on her face makes its own light, her playfulness a beacon in the dull dark of this domain.

“You are right,” he says, “and I should hardly be surprised that you are still able to surprise me.”

“Or maybe you should be surprised by my surprising you, otherwise it’s not much of a surprise, is it? But back to my question: do you like to hang around as your tendrily spirit-self?”

“It is not so dissimilar to this one.”

“It floats.”

“Well, yes.”

“And you don’t have hands.”

Solas chuckles. “But many tendrils, as I’ve been recently informed. Besides, one does not need appendages to affect the Fade; only a capable mind and sufficient will.”

“Well, you need appendages to affect me,” Athi mumbles.

Solas grins over at her then, waiting until he catches her eye to lean closer, lower his voice, and ask, “Do I?”

She’s not the only one with the power to tease. It has the intended effect, of course: her eyes widen and unfocus for a few long moments, the air thickening with desire before she shakes it off.

“So is that a yes, then?” she asks.

“Yes, I am comfortable in that form, as I am comfortable in this one.”

“But not the wolf.”

This is not something he’s considered, and he takes his time answering. “The Dread Wolf was born of a specific need to threaten the evanuris and as a show of power and protection for those who would escape or oppose them. And, as you know, it takes a great deal of energy to maintain. I would not call it ‘comfortable’ by any stretch of the definition.”

“Cute, though.”

Solas rolls his eyes at her flippancy. “I refuse to dignify that statement with a response.”

“That is a response.” But she takes his hand and squeezes, warmth diffusing into Solas’ chest as her affection washes over him in gentle waves.

Some time later, it occurs to him to wonder why she brought this subject up in the first place. “Are you comfortable with my spirit form, Athi?”

“I mean, sure. It’s just new. And it is different, at least to me. Not as solid.”

“Different in a bad way?”

“No. I mean, yes in some ways. Harder to kiss you, for one thing.” She squeezes his hand again. “Also I’m never really sure which eyes to look into.”

“In truth, that form does not have eyes, or even sight in the way you’d experience it.” 

Athi looks up at him, a vacant expression which he can only classify as bewilderment on her face.

“There are other senses which allow me to perceive the world,” he continues. “Ones which are very difficult to explain to someone who cannot experience them, but rest assured that I know where you are and what you are doing, whether in spirit form or this one.”

“That clears things up less than I think you think it does.”

“I am sorry. Perhaps you might simply choose your favorite ‘eye’ with which to maintain contact as we converse.”

“Right, I’ll give that a go.” 

“Does it truly bother you? Does it change your opinion of me?”

Athi stops short, her hand still clasped in his tugging him to a halt in turn. “What? No, it doesn’t ‘bother’ me. It’s just different. And I have to be different with it.”

“But I am still…” He is unsure how to ask the right question, but feels it imperative that he discover the answer. “I am still Solas, to you? Even when I wear that form?”

“Who else would you be?”

“Does it change how you feel about me? Your—” It is still so hard for him to accept the concept that even forming the word is a challenge. “Your love for me?”

“Oh.” Athi’s whole being relaxes on a sigh and a soft smile. She lifts his hand to her lips and kisses two of his knuckles. “Don’t be ridiculous. Nothing can change that.”

“Well. That is a relief. Thank you.”

They continue along their path, but the quiet hardly has time to settle back in when Athi speaks again.

“Solas?”

He hums an acknowledgement.

“If I were in a different form, would you still love me?”

The answer is obvious, but he entertains the subject. “Temporarily?”

“No, I think permanently.”

“Of course I would. It is your spirit that I adore—though I am fond of your form as well.”

She laughs brightly. “Good answer! But what if it was really different? Like a fish? Or a worm? What if you woke up one day and I was a worm?”

“Is your spirit intact within this worm?”

“Let’s say yes.”

“Then yes, I would still love you. And I would learn to love your worm form in time.”

“Okay.” She’s silent long enough that he thinks the matter dropped, then: “But what if my spirit was changed, too? What if I had a worm spirit now?”

“That would be an impossibility.” Even more impossible than the premise, but he keeps that to himself. “If your spirit was no longer yours, but a worm’s, then there would be no you within it. I would cherish your memory into eternity, and leave the worm to live out its life.”

Athi gasps and stops again, dropping his hand to match her other one on her hip. “You would leave me?!”

“It would not be you, vhenan. It would be a worm.”

“But I would be the worm!”

“You’re not the worm. Without your spirit, the worm is just a worm.”

“What if I was always the worm?”

She appears genuinely distressed, and Solas isn’t sure he can reason his way out of a conversation this ridiculous. “Then we likely would never have met. You would not love me either.”

“You don’t know that!”

Solas sighs heavily, cradling his temples in one hand. “I fear we’ve stepped out of the incredibly hypothetical discussion we began and into a deeper one.”

Athi starts ahead without him. “You’ve certainly stepped into something.”

[kathrinesadventures]

Update!

Okay, so these past two weeks were pretty good-ish, at least in terms of writing lmao. Been trying to just focus on the game cause it be helping allat. (If I sound like I'm high, I probably am lmao) Anyways, that aside, it's been a really productive week.

I've been trying to hit 2K words rewritten. Again, I am so very sorry for making you all go through what ever I was on when I wrote that XD I'm going to try to push and finish the rewrite on the 1st and then release on the 10th-15th of October (Pretty tall order seeing that I have to rewrite about 70K words) (like Oh my god, Chapter 2 is close to 110K words) Deleted like… 2-4K words, I'm gonna have to keep track of that XD The character section was updated so you can see the character's profile Added an Emphasis on both Solathis and Adrian and did a bit of Lore building without it being a lore dump. Gonna have to manage it efficiently. Wrote how there's a pressure on Vigil on sending the MC and Blaine to the Church even though he doesn't want to because he cares deeply about the two. (Alcoholic brooding guy for the win!) Thinking of making Vigil a Romanceable option (BIG IF DON'T MURDER ME… I mean, the man looks in his late 20's and is handsome AF, why ya'll gonna murder me? Plus it's not like it's gonna happen right now anyways. Big plans for da future) I made slight adjustments to the wording with Vigil, where he encourages you to use the pendant instead of discouraging you. I kind of did an oopsie there and said that you guys shouldn't use itat all instead of "Use it sparingly."

A lot of other things changed obviously, gonna have to drop in the MC's treating Solathis and Adrian as Gods to show the Good Vs Bad side (even though both are very grey and have pretty good reason to do what they do)

Anyways, gonna head out, see you all!

[saphylee]

I know I'm late for your anti-honesty hour...but what are your thoughts on Solathi?

I really believe that they’re a very healthy and functional couple. Solas has nothing but lovely things to say about the Dalish that doesn’t make Sylathi doubt her faith, and doesn’t put her on a pedestal of “you’re not like other girls.” He also realizes that the Dalish use of vallaslin could be them reclaiming their history and a symbol of pride and not remind her that they’re actually slave markings, thus not making her feel even more alienated from the Dalish. It’s so refreshing that Solas saw her as an actual living being instead of a means to fix his mistakes. They’ll get married, have lots of babies, and live happily ever after with all of their limbs. OTP 5ever

[ellstersmash]

athi lavellan, lady inquisitor & loml

[ellstersmash]

hi hi hi you may have already explained this but can you also likewise talk about athi’s feelings/thoughts during/post trespasser? and then throughout the decade leading up to vg and then in the MOMENT of The Choice™️? is there any deviating from canon are you happy w their end? IS there a perfect happily ever after for her that you’ve thought of? 👀

well well well how the turntables

I think this is even longer and more rambly than yours 😭😭 i'm so sorry YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THIS

but you did! so, first off, Athi is uhhh passionate and can be quite stubborn, she is very much an act-first-make-excuses-later kinda gal, and she loves with her whole heart. she also ultimately agrees that the Veil has to go, and is pragmatic about what that means for Thedas' current inhabitants. I mean she isn't quite to the same "whatever the cost" point as Solas, and I think she's actually more realistic about what that cost might be than he is, but she is satisfied with a pretty high level of risk. in fact, I like to think this causes a lot of friction with Varric, and then Rook as well. she's maybe gotten a little too comfortable with making world-altering decisions.

anywayyy during and immediately after Trespasser, she is in pain and exhausted and that plus two years of pining after her ex (humiliating) and having to literally hunt him down have made her kinda bitter and resentful [tiny fic]. I mean, a bit pleased, also, to find out he has been pining right back! But mostly pissed off that he left her—again—and is being so stupid and stubborn about doing this alone, and about losing half her ARM, and also she's very very very sick of playing scapegoat for the humans. so she disbands the Inquisition and goes on the hunt again herself. this entire time period is rough for her; she does a lot of traveling, much of it solo, trying to locate Solas and use her connections to find a better way to offer him (magical science is NOT where her own talents lie). she sees her friends when she can, and finds joy with them and in the natural wonders of the world like she always has, but is largely consumed by this task, and it wears on her. I do think she tries to move on romantically a time or two (probably at Dorian's insistence tbh), but it never gets far. by VG she's pretty much resigned herself to living in this weird awful limbo where she loves him and maybe he loves her and that doesn't matter even a little.

the ending i wrote for them [tiny fic, same series as the other one] is for sure a tragedy, which.. I've always viewed them as a tragedy, and Athi's kind of a pathetic, tragic character, but I was really hoping Bioware would write me a happier ending. and they did! I'm mostly satisfied with it, even though a lot of the getting there doesn't make sense to me. the choice to go with him was in-character for her.

so in the VG canon, she steps in to help out the south because i guess no one else has their shit together (and she does?? somehow), and comes back for the big fight. In That Moment, she has never been more sure about anything in her life. kind of like Rome, it's a sense of relief. she's devoted ten years of her life to finding him and figuring this out, and cannot imagine spending the rest of it just. living normally without him. in true Athi form, she does not think this decision through, but would come to the same conclusion either way. whatever happens, they'll figure it out. or maybe they won't! but in her mind, together is far, far better than not.

spoilers for the fic-to-be, but since i'm not a longfic writer and it might suck in which case i'll keep it to myself, i'm not worried: in MY canon for her, she splits her efforts between supporting Rook as a sort of agent and attending to things in the south, which is for sure suffering but not utterly devastated. athi's actually the one to "recruit" Mythal (which goes predictably well /s) and learns a TON about the blight and the titans and tranquility that she adds to what she's learned from the vir'abelasan and some other people, and realizes that now that the gods are out, there's an opportunity to genuinely Do It Right if they can kill them. so she goes into the final confrontation with much more of a plan in mind, and is way more involved in talking Solas down. and him entering the Fade is not him relinquishing his goals, like it is in-game, but more of a redirection. like, yeah this way will be much harder and take longer, and Solas is going to have to do a lot of healing before they can even start that work, but it will be a true solution and not just an undoing, like he wants, or an atonement, like Rook wants. and then in the Fade they basically have to learn how to love each other all over again, because it's been a decade and they have BAGGAGE. but i love that for them!

ultimately their happy ending is that they heal the blight and the titans and bring down the veil (maybe they convince people in the waking world, maybe not, haven't decided) and the world changes and its cataclysmic (not like everyone dies but. a lot of things change! society gets fucked up) but also whole. still ruminating on the flavor of ending i want for them, but rest assured it is way happier than nomt.

[ellstersmash]

#3 for the character development for couples questions! Any pairing you wanna write about :)

3. By contrast, what was the moment that first made their ~heart~ Soft for the other person? Not necessarily a conscious realization of “I love this person,” but a moment that had them like “Oh...I adore them...”

Our crossover is Solas so I'll stick with Solathi for this one! lol I've actually written this moment in both their canon and modern universes--and just realized both are in chapter 3 of their respective fics... huh. Anyway, despite the fact that their relationship arc is very different in each fic, it seems that Athi tends to have this realization when Solas directly, explicitly takes care of her in some way. In canon, this means helping her clean up after a fight, while in their modern!au it's buying her coffee when she really, really needs it, but both moments melt her towards him.

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couples character development

[ellstersmash]

10. MAYO - What scares them about entering a relationship?

15. SOLATHI - What, for them, constitutes a level of intimacy that they would only rarely share with someone? This can be physical, emotional, etc.

10. MAYO - What scares them about entering a relationship?

Oof. Well, at the risk of semi-spoiling the fic I may never write, Theo's biggest issue with starting a real relationship with Mason is that he's become incredibly important to her and she's afraid to lose him--and she has this underlying assumption that, one way or another, she inevitably will. After losing her dad, then her mother (to work), then Bobby (to betrayal), she's kind of allowed this assumption that people will always fail you to take hold and fester. She hasn't bothered to re-examine it all that much, or to truly consider the impact of keeping everyone at a safe distance, mostly because she's been fully enjoying the single life and keeps herself very busy with work and her hobbies.

15. SOLATHI - What, for them, constitutes a level of intimacy that they would only rarely share with someone? This can be physical, emotional, etc.

For Athi, this would be sex. She was freer with it when she was younger, more out of curiosity and obligation ("this is what you do in a relationship") than anything else. Now that she's more settled into herself, she typically doesn't sleep with someone she doesn't know, like, and trust very deeply.*

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couples character development

[ellstersmash]

31, 32 and 45 of the oc asks for SOLATHI please?!

31. How would they describe one another?

S @ A: You may as well ask me to describe the brightness of the sun as dawn breaks, or the depth of the night sky. How would you describe a wave crashing on the sand? What about a storm, rumbling across the plains? I could try, but no words in any language would do them justice.

A @ S: Bald. Sexy. Smart. More mischievous than he looks. Nice hands.

32. Can they communicate private thoughts whilst in company? If so, how?

Athi's good at reading his cues. Solas understands hers, too, but mostly because they're not subtle. If he can tell what she's thinking, then so can everyone else.

45. What's the worst thing the other can say to one?

S @ A: I don't love you anymore.

A @ S: There's nothing good left in you.

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🙂 and on that note... thanks bear!!!

OC relationship asks

[ellstersmash]

please god just once in my life give me the creative energy and stamina to be a longfic writer

[kathrinesadventures]

Update!

Well, week's passed! And I've survived B) No yappin today for me unfortunately, so let's get to what I accomplished!

The project was a handful but I still managed to get like... 4-5K words?

Chapter 2's 15K read, so that's half of part one!

I'm starting a new novel that's based on John/Elizabeth's life before they were John/Elizabeth. It will have 1. Lore of the world 2. Backstory on Adrian 3. Backstory on Solathis. 4. Backstory on Vigil. It'll be a short novel that'll be released periodically, I'd say every month and it'll be pretty straight forward. Here's a sneak peak!

That's pretty much all! Now that project's over I need to work on my assignments and quizes XD See you guys next week <3

[kathrinesadventures]

Hello, i enjoyed lost in your eyes, but i have to say considering that we're supposed to be all strong and powerful and the top students of the orphanage and what not and the kids of one of the strongest vampires, that even the bullies from the start showed respect or something before we went on the mission, we sure seem to get our asses handed to us by everyone and their mother, i like that our stats get commented on, like when we tell V not to talk shit about M and we're intimidating, but then 2 pages later they hit on them again, which confused me cause they said they'll focus on us, again sure we can glare at them but i get the feeling if we tried something else we'd get our asses handed to us again by the person we saved from 4 werewolves that one of them was gonna hand our ass to us if it wasn't for the pendant, which I'm guessing is the reason we ain't powerful and badass unless we use it I'm guessing that's to do with the story, what I'm getting at is I'm mostly confused i guess, I've yet to read your other wip but I'll give it a try after I'm done with other ones have a nice day 👋👀

I'm very glad to know that you enjoyed the book! So, a lot to unpack here, and it really REALLY fills my heart with so much joy that you were this interested haha.

Okay, so first thing is that, chapter 1-3 was literally the first draft, like it is bad. I kinda made the mistake of releasing it like that cause I was so excited of accomplishing something. But I am slowly making it better, so sorry again for the bad writing and plot holes!!

when we tell V not to talk shit about M and we're intimidating, but then 2 pages later they hit on them again,

Okay, so the problem with V is that, if you notice, V is uhh... they're kinda... teensy bit of an idiot. They got a fish brain. What I'm trying to tell you is that they belong in an insane asylum so you're going to have to kick their butt a few times to get the message across. (Though, you won't, cause they're pretty chill but at first, they're going to tease the absolute hecc out of both their team mates)

we sure seem to get our asses handed to us by everyone and their mother,

Hmm, at this point the only one who could beat the MC was an experimental Alpha, which is a foreshadowing to something. Other then that, I don't think the MC got beat up by any one, (though If I am wrong please tell me which scene so I can correct cause that's a plot hole XD)

If we tried something else we'd get our asses handed to us again by the person we saved from

Yeah, this is true, at this point, V is very, very powerful, that's cause he's (Spoiler) a son of the Ordo Solathis (12 people who were bestowed with power by Solathis himself.) You'll see more of this in chapter 4.

if it wasn't for the pendant, which I'm guessing is the reason we ain't powerful and badass unless we use it I'm guessing that's to do with the story,

And yes, the pendant is one of the reason why the MC can't reach their full potential because, if you read the recent novel which involves the MC's father, it seeps away the wearer's powers for... well if you read chapter 4 you'll understand why XD more will be revealed in chapter 4.3-4.4

I've yet to read your other wip but I'll give it a try after I'm done with other ones have a nice day 👋👀

Ironically FDS is better recieved then this cause a lot of it is more of a second draft, then first. Learnt from my mistake here XD Hope you enjoy it!! Tell me your thoughts when you play ♥

[kathrinesadventures]

Weekly Update is back!

Sorry for not updating! I felt bad whenever I had nothing to write on Mondays, but this will change since the Exams finished on the 15th! I also took a break from the internet, coming in now and then, haha! So, without keeping ya'll any further, let's see what I accomplished this past month!

Close to 11K words were written in the short story "The Healer's Legacy" which gave lore for Adrian, John/Elizabeth and Solathis! I decided not to work on it until I push new chapters in the main book, which will hopefully introduce the other two characters! Once the other characters have been properly introduced, I'll continue to work on it <3 I am however working on the background of Nathan and Natasha! The parents of Alex/Alice and the MC, about 8K words in, will probably be released for the Patreon story tomorrow! About 40K words have been read in the main book, chapter 2 part 1 was finished, and working on Chapter 2 part 2, gonna try to push to finish at least 20-25K words at the end of this month. Added a few choices during the scene where Marcus/Melissa are asking to go out with food in mind. The part where Alex/Alice and you are trekking through the mountains has been changed to give it a much more in-depth story rather than just mini fellowship of the ring XD

That's pretty much it, my internet has been causing problems for me but it's good since I can't be distracted and focused more on writing lmao see ya guys next Monday! Stay safe, stay hydrated, and stay loved cause I love you! <3

[ellstersmash]

let me hold you

Fandom: Dragon Age

Pairing: Solas x f!Lavellan

Rating: M for Mature

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Magically gifted or otherwise, any healer worth their salt knew how to mend a wound. Rest, fluids, time. Certain flora could be applied directly or brewed as a tea or dried, ground, boiled, and refined into a potion. There were spells to ease headaches, knit broken skin, set and fuse bones. The exceptionally skilled could even grow new limbs.

Solas knew thousands of remedies, all of them useless. Even if he could somehow help, Athi would not even look in his direction.

His own wound was nowhere. Everywhere. It scabbed over in the frenzy and cracked in the quiet—in the time he couldn’t fill. Though well-meant, the kind gestures of his friends, all their questions and platitudes, only quickened the drip of wistful self-pity that stained his sleep like inkblots on a page. He did not have to dream in such a passive untrained ordinary sort of way, but when he did, he dreamed of her. And it always hurt, in the end. To tear himself away. To accept the loss, over and over, again and again.

Yes, it always hurt—but not until the end.

So he slept, and opened his eyes in the Oasis. The falls thundered down, glittering and gleaming and cleansing his pores of the stench of sulfur and the stubborn sand that had dogged them all for weeks and rubbed both skin and tempers raw. Nearby, Athi combed her fingers along her scalp. Deft, ginger strokes, then she pulled her hair to the other side and repeated the process. Tipped her head back and closed her eyes, blissful. Solas remembered this. The water lilies and blinding blue sky and the play of light and shadow across her face.

Forgive me.

He focused on her reflection.

Fell through.

Surfaced.

She writhed underneath him, tender busy touches that traveled his body like a long-awaited reunion. He recalled this, too. How she giggled in anticipation and grinned at him from the pillow as he slowly kissed his way down between her breasts, her ribs, her hips, her legs. Two fingers sunk in deep, curling and coaxing her towards climax while he drank of her greedily. Of her heady taste and her noisy little ecstasies. Of her lower lip drawn between her teeth. Of the pleading press of her thighs, tight around his head as she tried to pull him ever closer, then remembered to let him breathe.

Breathing be damned—he wanted her. Desired her.

Loved her.

He could stay here tonight. Could immerse himself in this memory, this vision shaped by spirits of love and nostalgia and intimacy, but to what end? Her ghost was not, would never be, enough.

Alone once again, he wandered.

He would tell her. Once it was over. Once he possessed the orb and the power therein, and the fate of the world no longer hung on her acceptance of one man’s word. He would tell her the truth and tell her he loved her and then he would do what must be done.

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The Song: Let Me Hold You by Nick Wilson

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The Series: Tumblr | AO3

[ellstersmash]

the night we met

Fandom: Dragon Age

Pairing: Solas x f!Lavellan

Rating: T for Teen

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One year to the day.

Not that Solas was keeping track of such things; sentimentality was an indulgence he could not afford. And had he stuck to his intended route, the occasion would have been safely overlooked.

Fate, however, had other plans. Ones that involved a weak seam on his pack’s shoulder strap, a broken tree branch, and a sewing needle with a death wish—at least he had learned not to attempt repairs by a water source when one has already lost one’s spares. Luckily, he was close enough to a town for a detour.

At first, the cause for the widespread festivities had not been apparent. But while he perused a stall full of cloth, yarn, and spools of thread—and, hopefully, the needles he sought—a child’s shout of “Gut him, Inquisitor!” turned his head toward a crowd surrounding a nearby marionette show. Wood and paint and string made a marked improvement on Corypheus’ figure even as they did the Glorious Herald of Andraste no justice whatsoever.

Solas watched for a while, amused by the dramatic reenactment, then made his purchase and left.

Later, at camp, with the necessary repairs made to his gear, he struggled to take his mind off the memory of that day. The magister’s gruesome end. The sense of triumph followed by a crushing defeat. The touch of Athi’s hand on his shoulder as he had cradled the dead fragments of his plans. The misplaced guilt on her face.

It was never your fault.

He intuitively reached up to grasp his shoulder as though her hand were still there. Insides aching at its absence, he leaned over and pulled his sketchbook from the pocket of his pack as well as a charcoal pencil, tip still sharp.

The first empty page stared at him, so he turned back a few to remember how the lines used to go and instead recalled the reason he stopped. Each attempt had somehow turned to her. What once had been a simple, gentle act of creation had become painful. Solas flipped once more to that clean new page and set his pencil to its blank slate, resolved on a plan of action: he would draw her. Intentionally, this time, and perhaps, like an itch finally scratched, his folly may at last be laid to rest.

He drew her eyes, filling two full leaves with every expressive iteration he could conjure. Her face, mid-smile. Then that miserable creature she always fed, curled up in repose underneath her throne. The view out her balcony. Her hand, extended as if to close a rift, fingers splayed and strong, magic threading out from the palm toward the paper’s surface.

Toward him.

He tossed the leather-bound pages aside and buried his head in his hands.

It was no use. Even if she were no one of importance. Even if he never again heard her name uttered aloud or saw her likeness carved of marble, he could not forget her. Not in one year, nor in thousands.

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The Song: The Night We Met by Lord Huron

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The Series: Tumblr | AO3

[ellstersmash]

fandom: dragon age  ·  pairing: solavellan  ·  rating: explicit 

summary:

allies, friends, lovers, enemies. an accident of fate. plans interrupted; lives intertwined. between the chaos, little moments. beyond it all, a song. [x]

chapters:

· way out there ·

i been unraveling since my birth gonna wander out there and see what i'm worth find me way out there

· let me touch your fire ·

i'm cold, sick and i'm tired so baby let me touch your fire

· broken over you ·

i don't really care when i hear your words sounds so sweet that it kind of burns

· meet me in the woods ·

i can feel it in my bones i fucked with the forces that our eyes can't see now the darkness got a hold on me

· hold me down ·

things unsaid and feelings I'd died for just help me to go slow

· moon ·

it's a cool night; farther my eyes hold the rope tight; steady that light wake up

· honey, fire ·

we built a dam but the levee breaks when I hold your hand

· trouble i’m in ·

pretending is not enough i wanna feel us together so i'm giving in

· you and me ·

whisper, please take this right cause we're bashful we'll forever burn inside

· hold on ·

when you twist and you turn and teach me to run i grab and hold on

· may i have this dance ·

all the people we passed through now we're down to the last two

· anyone else ·

my blood once was my own but in one touch you made it yours what have you done

· the yawning grave ·

oh, you fool there are rules i am coming for you

· cold ·

i think it’s gonna rain tonight cover up these stains with white

· dawn ·

you broke me like the dawn breaks through the night that didn't even know that it needed light

· spiritual man ·

a little you goes a long way and i hope you stay

· alone ·

can we go back can we go back before you go

· let me hold you ·

just let me hold you i’ll run my fingers through your hair let our ghost loose

· bare ·

i've spent too long blind and now i'm trying to hurt you but you've seen me bare

· the night we met ·

take me back to the night we met and then i can tell myself what the hell i'm supposed to do

· love like ghosts ·

all the spirits that i know i saw do you see no ghost in me at all

· wrong side ·

fool me a thousand times because you still look like silver and gold though that photograph is four years old

· we are infinite ·

the hope outweighs all my sorrow i believe