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two quick sketches cos gay
AU where the Hero of Ferelden joins Rook and the Veilguard for the Siege of Weisshaupt.
oh how i missed my victorian au
As Neve once said, it's good to have a friend who can dissect and examine a suspicious corpse before the incompetent police do
And she wept, because she knew. It finally made sense.
I canât get over the murals in this game. And all the files to read in Trespasser that explain everything. Omg.
this is actually the first drawing i finished this year đââïž
â§ bluesky â§ carrd â§ vgen commissions â§ tip jar â§
She's got that Tevinter Styleâąđ„x x
ANd i should finish this one
Lucanis doodle time
Neve âââ
The Wolf Mates for Life - Part II
[Now you get Solas/Asena. I am shocked I didn't have this in GIF already. Where ARE my priorities? Also, I MAY have gone off the deep end here. I haven't stepped into Solas's headspace in a while, and it's a really interesting place for me to be.]
Honestly, I will never be over the way Solas looks at Lavellan.
He makes sure they are the last thing he sees before leaving to atone.
Briefly closing his eyes as he turns... as if he wishes to sear Lavellan's face in his mind, who they are now, after a decade apart. He has longed for them in a way only Solas is capable. And in that moment, their expression has softened, their gazes meeting as he finally accepts culpability.
Now, in this moment, if this is all he is allowed to have, he devours every detail: every subtle shift in their expression, the way the ethereal light of the Fade reflects in their eyes. There is intent in it. He will recreate their memory, recalling every line of their face as he sculpts their image into the Fade by his own hand.
He turns, the tear in the Veil waiting for him, his atonement imminent, yet each step forward feels heavier than the last. Guilt is heavy, but yearning... hope, love... heavier still.
He wants them with a depth that never shallowed, only deepened with time. It feels less like desire and more like need. He aches for them, and the words linger on the tip of his tongue... but no.
He deserves nothing.
And yet, selfishly, he takes this moment. Draws out the simple act of being in their presence. Revels in the weight of their eyes on his back as he walks away, screaming hope into the silence while silently crying out their name.
Then they speak.
And having that hope gifted to him in THEIR voice? Then they reach out and HE grabs their hands. Holds them in his.
That is his undoing.
They offer him what they always have, and what he has only ever wanted from them: acceptance. Love. Understanding. Empathy.
And yet...
He will not voice his wants. Not beneath the crushing weight of his guilt. This is not something he believes he deserves.
To be loved by them is salvation, and Solas has long since convinced himself he is beyond "saving".
But he reads it in their eyes. In the slight shake of their head.
They accept his grim, fatalistic words with the same clarity they always have, seeing through him as effortlessly as breathing. Not yielding to his guilt, nor recoiling from it, but understanding it fully and remaining nonetheless.
His heart is overcome.
Then they are singing back to him in a language long lost, beautiful words falling from kind lips. A promise passed between them, quiet and unwavering.
Their fates have long since become entwined. Inexorable, impossible to unravel, no matter the years, the distance, or the ruin between them.
Then they step closer, leaning up toward him, yet stopping just short, allowing him the choice.
He does not hesitate. There is no doubt within him. Not about this. Not now.
The love has always been. It will always be.
Bellanaris.
Levity break! Enter Rook.
Damn, Senka. He could barely be bothered to throw you so much as a glance to say âgood game.â /grins. The man only tears his gaze away from Lavellan after the word âthankâ leaves his lips.
Otherwise? Entirely occupied. Understandably so.
Still, manners must be adhered to.
The âkâ in Rook had barely left his lips before his attention had already drifted back to Lavellan.
You da third wheel, woman.
Sen doesn't care, she's saving up shit to tease him about... and maybe, for a very brief moment, resting on her laurels. "I'm damned good," while fighting an internal panic as her deeply held, cynical beliefs on love waver.
Okay, okay.. I'm done. Head for the Fade, you two.
And Senka? Go find Arojan and court the man. Because maybe, just maybe, Solas and Asena have made you question your stance on love.
Ages have passed
got hit by this banter between Taash and Lucanis while playing today and it's so goddamn funny (ofc it doesnt go exactly like this, but I had to adapt it to this iconic meme)
I realize this is all a decade late, but having finally finally played the Trespasser DLC with my Lavellan, I can't stop crashing out over how much the Crossroads revelations would unravel her to her CORE. The impact it would have on most Solasmance Inquisitors, probably. (including male Lavellans because lbh Solas would be pansexual af)
Like, how quickly the discoveries come, that series of mosaics shaking the foundations of the Dalish religion, giving flashes and echoes of rhetoric that sounds eerily familiar.
In this place, you are free. Ar lasa mala revas. You are free. a man in wolfskin standing with a group of freed slaves, clasping one's arm in friendship A wolf jawbone necklace. A wolf pelt around narrow shoulders. You miss court intrigue? When were you at court? Oh. Well, never⊠directly, of course. The gods, our Evanuris, claim divinity, yet they are naught but mortals powerful in magic who can die as you can. You gave yourself into the service of an ancient elven god! I donât believe they were gods, no, but I believe that they existed! The brand of the Evanuris can be lifted from you, that all may know you oppose their cruelties. They are slave markings, or at least, they were in the time of ancient Arlathan. If you like, I know a spell⊠I can remove the vallaslin.
And then, almost right after, stepping into the sanctuary and seeing this:
The absolute gut-punch my romanced Lavellan would feel seeing this. Remembering that night in Crestwood. How he spoke and the sudden breakup and all of it. Personally, for me, this is when she knows the truth of Solas's identity. Other murals and qunari notes add to it, but she already has all the confirmation she needs and her entire world is undone.
Like, the only half-decent comparison I can come up with: imagine being a Christian and finding out the Serpent in the Garden of Eden was actually a guy and that guy just happened to be the one you'd been making out with. Who called you his heart and kissed you like his life depended on it. The absolute mindfuck that would be.
What I really need to do is fanfiction the shit out of all this but I don't have time and I am ALL DESPAIR.
When the Camp Sleeps...
I'll be honest, I'm not a huge fan of this one... I think the lighting is doing a lot of the heavy lifting here. I am very proud of my little embers, though! That was legitimately a lot of fun to paint. Idk, something feels off. Maybe it's the character's anatomy, maybe the pose is too stiff? Constructive criticism from my fellow artists and art enthusiasts is greatly appreciated! Full below:
A Fine Romance
Thank you for the tag @vhen-harel!
Share your favorite romance scenes that you've written. Kisses, dramatic confessions, tragic partings, tearful reunionsâwhatever you like.
Part 2
I divided the post into two parts. Because I couldn't choose. Sorry.
The second picture is a slightly different study. This is a modern version of the Dalish iconography for Fen'Harel and Lavellan. Iconography for the Keeper People. So here I used a motif that is used in paintings and icons dedicated to the Annunciation. (An angel brings Mary a lily, symbolizing the news that God will come to her) (I decided that in this case an angel is not needed, so Dalish depicted Fen'Harel coming to Lavellan). This is the sexiest picture I have drawn on the Solavellan theme. Because after the Good News there was sex. There is a version drawn by Solas, where Lavellan holds his heart. Because everything was the other way around. It was she who came to him with the news.
Although I'm not a Christian, I've always loved the image of The Annunciation as a painting. I especially like paintings of this scene by Jan van Eyck and Dante Gabriel Rossetti. Now I have my own version.
Solavellan is a love story that can be explored from different perspectives. And this is also good for it.