#iwyn lavellan

[thevikingwoman]

Iwyn Lavellan by @sunshinemage

I'm so in love with this rendition of older Iwyn, ready to tackle whatever comes next for the (ex) Inquisitor. This is so beautiful - the colors, the background, the light, her hair, her eyes and face and the hint on lines in it. Thank you SO much Rory for this stunning commission.

[buttsonthebeach]

A Softer World

I think I may be a little bit early on this, but HAPPY BIRTHDAY @thevikingwoman!! I wanted to treat us BOTH for our birth month with some sweet OT3 fluff and smut. Sorry it’s so short <3

The masterpost for this shared AU can be found here.

Iwyn is @thevikingwoman‘s OC! And, as always, Iwyn and Ellana are not related despite sharing the last name Lavellan.

Pairing: Solas x Iwyn x Ellana

Rating: Explicit for brief sexual imagery

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What Ellana has found that she loves the most about her lovers is their softness.

She does not think that this is what the outside world sees about either Solas or Iwyn right away - they are forceful people, argumentative, passionate, opinionated. Perhaps that is why Ellana treasures their softness all the more. It is something hidden away from the rest of the world.

She loves the softness of them first thing in the morning, especially. Bleary eyed and cozy in their bed, none of them particularly willing to get up. Resetting their alarms and burrowing back into the covers, and sometimes that second time rearranging their limbs and finding comfortable pillows was even better than the way they fell asleep.

She loved the softness of them coming home to the house that was theirs now. Iwyn taking off her shoes and then immediately her bra, putting her hair up if it wasn't already. Solas immediately removing his stiff, formal working clothes and emerging from their bedroom in his sweatpants and his beat up old t-shirt (his favorite was one from his own college days, of a long gone band called Dread Wolf Rising). His colleague, Dorian Pavus, had come over once, seen him like that, and declared him an apostate hobo.

"Well, he's my apostate hobo," Ellana had said, kissing Solas's cheek noisily.

"Ours," Iwyn had corrected from the couch.

Dorian had laughed, a kind sound. It was an open thing now, the three of them, in all their social circles. Welcome and cherished. The subject of sweet and teasing jokes like when's the wedding?

Ellana's heart flutters when they make jokes like that. Because she can imagine marrying this, their shared softness - can imagine celebrating and enshrining the weight of Iwyn's hand in hers when they go for a long walk in the evening. The way Solas sometimes dances with Iwyn in the kitchen if he’s playing music while he cooks. The way he cups her own face and looks down at her like she is precious.

She is precious to them. To both of them. She can imagine marrying that feeling, the one they all share.

(She loves the softness of the three of them in bed, of course. The softness of spread thighs and fingers seeking heat. She and Iwyn love this particularly in Solas - him lying on his stomach, clutching to the pillows and sheets, or to the woman beneath him, while the other spreads him open and fingers him there until he is a shaking mess, utterly spent, utterly soft in every way he can be, deliriously affectionate in his afterglow.)

Once Ellana knows she wants something, she does not hesitate. Usually that's a good thing. This time, it does make her wish she'd been a tiny bit more patient.

"We should get married," she says one morning at breakfast, apropos of nothing. It has been about a year since that first wondrous night, months since the three of them moved in together. She is certain.

Iwyn and Solas both look up at once, not quite shocked - or not shocked in a bad way, at least - but not gasping with excitement either. Ellana feels her cheeks heat up. She should have been more romantic - planned something out.

"I mean - will you? Marry me? Both of you?" Ellana asks, her voice going higher than usual.

Iwyn and Solas look at each other now, smiling.

“Yes,” they both say, one after the other, almost tripping over the words, already standing up from the table and coming towards Ellana, and then she is swept up in their warmth and their love.

Iwyn and Solas each have their turn to ask after that. Iwyn asks them both while they are out on a hike overlooking the city the three of them have come to call home. Solas asks them both in bed the morning after that. Both times the answer is a chorus of yes (and after Solas asks there are even more repetitions of the word, because they are already in bed, and what better way to celebrate than pressed close to each other, bodies wet and aching with need).

There aren’t rings ready for any of the three proposals, but they go out and buy them together after Solas’s. They all choose something simple, durable, with small filigreed designs on the bands that they each approve of. The weight feels unfamiliar and yet pleasant on Ellana’s right hand, where she’ll wear it until they wed.

But the most important part is that nothing changes, not really, after they’ve all agreed to marry each other, while they start considering dresses and suits and venues and honeymoon locales. The softness Ellana so loves is still there. They have all found a place to call home, and it isn’t the walls of the house they’ve rented together. It’s each other. A safe harbor from all of life’s storms, where they can all let their guards down and exist as the purest, most vulnerable forms of themselves.

Ellana plans on holding on to that forever.

[sasshole-for-rent]

Hey oh heyyyy, it's @thevikingwoman's Iwyn Lavellan!!

[noodlingdoodle]

For @bearlytolerablethethird, Iwyn Lavellan as per request.

I’m not particularly happy with the likeness, and I see a few mistakes yet to fix, but I have no idea how to go about it for the moment, so I might revisit it sometime later.

I hope you like it. Thank you so much for the request, you are truly a sweetheart. :)

[empresstress13]

Sketch of @thevikingwoman ‘s wonderful Iwyn!

[ladylike-foxes]

For the outfit meme - pirate and/or a sharp suit for Halesta (or Iwyn if you’re so inclined esp in a suit) 😘

I love her, and I think she looks sharp af

[galadrieljones]

Some Lavellans.

From left to right: Halesta Lavellan (belongs to @ladylike-foxes) | Faeven Lavellan (belongs to @sasshole-for-rent | Sene Lavellan | Iwyn Lavellan (belongs to @thevikingwoman)

[thevikingwoman]

37 and 39 for Iwyn and Solas please?

Thank you bear!!

37. Who is more likely to avenge their S/O if they were hurt or killed?

HEH. I mean, it's so tempting to say Solas - we've all seen the Trespasser explosion, right? - but I think he'd also be more accepting of losing Iwyn than vice versa. He has already resigned himself to losing her once? He'd just be oh my purpose, my duty and be sad and go on.

but Iwyn - Iwyn doesn't give up, and her control freak tendencies grow when pressed. She'd be furious, she'd be determined, she'd call in favors. I don't know if she'd avenge as much as try to change the world itself to get him back. (This is all under the assumptions she's not the one who had to kill him. Then she'd just - well do it)

39. Do they dance? If so, who's better?

They do, and they are both able to. Iwyn enjoys it more, Solas is better.

OC relationship asks!