"i didnt need to try very hard to do a bad french accent" - GDL
anyways this definitely direct quote from tevinter nights features in the latest chapter of the joplin-inspired fic i'm co-writing with @cursedhaglette: nothing beside remains so. go read it hehe :)
I made a post like this for SilverV a million years ago and wanted to make one for Solavellan as well!
A few of these fics overlap with the ones I have linked in my current pinned post, but there are soooo many fantastic Solavellan fics out there that I decided to make a longer rec post so I could include more of them!!!
Without further ado, here are some of my favorites, in no particular order. Some of them are one-shots or shorter multi chapter fics, and some of them are massive long fics and everything in between. Some of them are new and still in progress, some of them are completed, and a handful of them are older fics. All of them are absolutely worth your time!
walk you to the shore - Scaryanne
A beautifully written post-Veilguard one-shot about Solas and Lavellan having it all out in the Fade. Highly recommend!
the sun to burn - Pip (Moirail)
An Inquisition re-write that goes off canon and does a phenomenal job at exploring a ton of aspects of the lore and story. Features fantastic character writing and takes really thought-provoking directions with the lore!
love is not a victory march - Brunchatthebookstore
A Veilguard retelling where Lavellan is present at the ritual at the beginning that goes off book from there. It's beautifully, heartbreakingly written and off to a REALLY strong start with some truly devastating moments, so this one is absolutely one to watch.
miles below the surface of the dawn - gostak
This fic is one of the most beautiful things I have ever read, period. On its face it's just 6 chapters of "there was only one bed" Inquisition-era Solavellan smut, but I stg the writer was channeling the spirit of Solas Dragon Age himself because it is the most perfect Solavellan smut I can imagine. Read this one, just trust me.
Martyr - widowling
If you like Solavellan angst, this one delivers in spades!!! It's set during Veilguard and explores what would happen if the Evanuris kidnapped the Inquisitor (and more specifically, how Solas would react). It is DELICIOUS and also extremely painful but well worth it!
Requited - cursedhag
A beautifully written, pitch perfect Inquisition rewrite that fully checks all the boxes! Features a lot of excellent Solas POV that incorporates all the new lore reveals we learned in Veilguard. Do yourself a favor and read this!!!!
rook wins in the end - wiltedartist
A great exploration of Rook's relationship with Solas in Veilguard. Solavellan, but focuses on the one-sided unrequited feelings that Rook develops for Solas. Really interesting angle that I haven't seen done better.
And Yet - say_lene
Beautiful Inquisition-era Solavellan one-shot. All of this writer's fics are so beautiful and well-written, so I kind of picked this one randomly but ALL of their Dragon Age fics are worth reading. We stan a good smut character study!!!!!
In the Colours of Your Regrets - scribeofmorpheus
Another excellent smut character study! Solas sadly jorkin' it in the Lighthouse to his own sad murals of his wife. 11/10 no notes.
Roses Where Thorns Grow - Bdafic
This one explores what would have happened if, after Crestwood, Lavellan learned the truth about Solas and they rekindled their relationship. It's a beautiful story that stays true to character and explores some of their messier and more complicated relationship dynamics.
Servitude - niceasspavus
Another really, really solid Inquisition rewrite that explores Solas and Lavellan's romance. Well-written with excellent details and characterization. Highly recommend all of this writer's other fics, as well.
These Hands, If Not Gods - Gefionne
An AU where a pre-Inquisition Lavellan accidentally discovers an eluvian that lets Arlathan-era Solas time travel to her. Beautifully written smut and character development. AUs aren't often my thing, but this one is absolutely worth your time.
Looking Glass - Feynite
This one is theee classic Solavellan fic and probably needs no introduction. It's a time travel Arlathan AU, and it still holds up even after all these years, even unfinished. If you haven't read this one yet, stop whatever you're doing right now and fix that.
Wildest Dreams - elf_trash
Finally, this one is mine!!! It's a retelling of Veilguard with Lavellan as the protagonist (aka Lavellan IS Rook) that focuses on her complicated relationship with Solas. Starts near the end of Inquisition and will continue through Veilguard and slightly beyond. I plan on reincorporating a lot of scrapped ideas from Joplin.
This list is in no way comprehensive, as a) there are sooo many good ones and b) I haven't read everything (yet lolol), so please feel free to reblog this and add your favorites!!!
But in the meantime, do yourself a favor and check out all of these fics! Top tier stuff all around.
Wip Wednesday! Thank you @ashillayn for the tag! Got a couple things.
Bouncing off the inspiration from my last fanfic fanart piece of Solas having a mental health bath (here), I wanted to draw something from @crimsonphantasmagoria 's wonderful fanfic works!
Solas inspired by her work. Cropped out with refs bc it is spicy. Go read her story 'It Will Come Back', it is really great! Especially if you like pining, sad sack Solas.
Still working on Cole from last week but he's on the back burner atm.
Finished chapter 3 of 'Perchance to Dream', called Dread Dreamer and posted it today (here). Around 1000 words. Go check it out to read about Solas giving some terrible men their comeuppance in Ilaan's nightmare memory.
Working on the very beginning of chapter 4.
Also these crystal grace dividers at the top and bottom of this post. I have another version that isn't done.
@wickedsnack @haezelnut @vhen-harel what're you guys working on?
A description: Solas is always tender and uninhibited under the blanket
Notes and tags: +18, soft and gentle sex before sleep, unprotected sex (or protected if you imagine it as magical protection or something like that :D), kisses, kissing, kissing, cuddles, elvish, pointy ears meow
word count: about 1k
Leaving one candle burning, its reflections scattering around your room, you tiredly undressed and slipped beneath the cool, thin blanket. The fatigue that had been building in your body throughout the day instantly enveloped you, and the softness and comfort of the bed surrounded you from head to toe. Lying with your eyes closed, you smelled the sweet scent of lavender from the bedding. Through the open balcony doors, you could hear tired voices from the Skyhold tavern and the occasional laughter of those resting by the fire. The birdsong had been replaced by the quick trills of crickets. The soothing night bustle lulled you, but even through the oncoming drowsiness, you heard his footsteps.
You pretended to be asleep, hiding your smile in the pillow when you heard him approach, heard him take off his clothes, leaving them on the couch. You yielded to temptation and opened your eyes to look at him. In the diffused candlelight, in the nighttime mist and the haze of the fading day, Solas looked magnificent. You studied his half-naked body with thirsty curiosity, and when he discarded his pants and turned to look at you, you quickly closed your eyes. This small mischief dispelled your drowsiness. It was replaced by a quickening heartbeat and an exhilarating anticipation of what was to come. You focused on listening, following his steps as he approached the bed, lifted the edge of the blanket, and lay down next to you. His arms enveloped you in a needy embrace. This embrace, homely, tender, and greedy, consumed you completely. Like a soft vine, he wound around your body and pulled you against his chest.
"Are you asleep, vhenan?"
He whispered softly, tickling the delicate skin of your ear with his breath. In response, you slowly stretched out in his arms, settling in more comfortably. You sensed the warmth of his body, breathed against his chest, and, with your fingertips, you began to stroke his back. You felt Solas’s hand move to the roots of your hair, and with a gentle motion, he loosened it, letting it fall onto the pillow behind you. One kiss. Light. Quick. You touched your lips to Solas’s bare chest and felt his hand move to your buttocks, slowly and unhurriedly stroking the tender skin. Did he sense the shiver of goosebumps beneath his hand as they rippled across your skin at his touch?
He did not stop. Ignoring the thin fabric of the nightgown, his hand moved up to your lower back, where you arched pliantly, pressing your chest closer to him. Gentle warmth in light waves of arousal spread through your body from his proximity, and he always felt that, anticipating and predicting your next desires. Solas paused for just a moment, only to find your lips. Reaching for him, you touched his soft lips in a tender and sensual kiss, giving a blissful feeling of tranquility.
He leaned in slightly, touching his nose to yours, and repeated the kiss, deepening it. He gripped your thigh with his fingers as he gently urged you to part your lips and touched your tongue with his own. Your body yielded, slowly rocking and pressing against his as the kiss became deeper and deeper. His kisses were always greedy, striving to obtain the forbidden at any cost. You liked how he took the initiative, playing with your tongue, pausing to look into your eyes, then continuing again. Each kiss constricted your throat in anticipation, stealing your breath.
He breathed against your lips without touching them as his fingers traveled from your lower back along the curve of your waist to your chest, pushing the nightgown up high. His unrestrained desire resonated in your body, and lifting yourself slightly, you kissed him the way you had been dreaming of all day. Touching his neck and squeezing it lightly with your fingers, you deepened the kiss, allowing each unfulfilled longing to come true. He broke the kiss, gently touching your cheek with his lips, then your jawline, lowering himself to your neck, lightly sucking on the tender skin. Pulling the nightgown down, he kissed the protruding, aroused nipple through the thin fabric. Unchecked waves of arousal filled your mind and body each time he nibbled the excited skin with his teeth. With his free hand, he stroked your stomach, tenderly caressing lower, pressing gently as your body arched to meet his touch. He rose above you as you pulled him closer, no longer willing to follow the rules of his game. Solas lingered for a few moments, gazing into your face and at your moist, parted lips. You ran your hand over his face, his soft cheek, and touched his pointy ear with your fingers.
A quiet, unrestrained word in Elvish escaped his lips with a deep exhale, its meaning lost amidst the overwhelming sensations that enveloped you. He kissed your lips unrestrainedly, and simultaneously with the kiss, he spread your legs apart and slipped his fingers inside. A quiet moan broke out against his lips, and it was met by new, abrupt sentences - quiet Elvish words he whispered into your ear in a low voice, allowing your hips to sway on his fingers.
Each of his words hypnotized you. Your fingers slid along his neck, the back of his head, and down to his shoulder blades every time he broke off and covered the tender skin on your neck and collarbone with kisses. You lay more comfortably when Solas rose above you, settled between your spread legs, and slowly entered to you. Swaying together in ecstasy, every cell of the body seemed to turn into liquid electricity. Desires, insistent and unrestrained, sped up the movements that merged the bodies into a single whole, until the point of ecstasy completely swallowed every thought. A whirlwind of arousal spread in pulsating warmth, and Solas blissfully buried his nose in your neck, breathing hotly.
The long and strong embrace lasted an eternity. You felt how his breathing calmed, how his body pressed more firmly against you. His slightly husky and dear ar lath ma, vhenan scattered into stars within your thoughts. Settling on his shoulder, you caught yourself thinking, just before sleep claimed you, that tonight, more than anything, you wanted to join him in the Fade. With these thoughts, in a blissful doze, you finally let sleep take you, remaining in his cozy and protective embrace, where the world beyond the room lost all significance.
"In this new position, Solas all but towered over them. Dishevelled, unarmoured and unarmed as they were, it was suddenly quite obvious to Dorian just how tall Solas was for an elf. When he leaned forward to hover his lips on theirs, the defined muscles of his back shifted over his shoulder blades, highlighting the dip of his spine."
Or more accurately: what you see when you suddenly find yourself catching your boss and your coworker about to go at it on a desk in the middle of the night
The absolutely insane (affectionate) @opale-scent (check out all their socials here!!) completely killed me again with this comm of Solas and my Ta'revas Lavellan, from a scene from my Solavellan fic lover be good to me 💫
I absolutely needed to see it visualised otherwise I was going to lose my mind, now I CAN DIE HAPPILY
How about some Solavellan fics? Not necessarily smut but smut is fine with me
hi angel - thank you for coming back! after today, i think we need extra solavellan fics for sure.
tagging what is effectively part 1 of this with my initial solavellan fic recs here! i'm also working on remembering to bookmark the fics i enjoy since i use that for others - so if you peruse my ao3 bookmarks, those are generally recs!
(as always - check tags before reading if you have specific concerns!)
now, on to the rest! starting with not specifically smut:
Benevolence: starts as a solas character study specifically through the solythal lens and then shifts to solavellan but just so beautifully written in general, high recommend
Even Gods Need Miracles: gorgeous and shifts from DAI to the end of DAV and is just written so succinctly - like every line is so perfect and crisp, no line overdone? i want to eat it
Schooling Pride: listen i know in the first rec list i said i wasn't a modern AU person and that's still true but something about fun texting in fics just...gets me. and good smut. this one has both. though tbh i did find it to lose a bit of steam toward the end but that was just me! the first 34 chapters i devoured in like two sittings
it is not perfect,: this is for if you want to Hurt Real Bad but goddamn did @mythalism do the damn thing when she wrote it...
Second Chances: what if they stepped through the rift at the end of DAV and ended up at the start of DAI?? @elfbotanist will tell you SO BEAUTIFULLY
versus specifically smut:
The Herald in Nude Repose: @scaryanneee showed me this today and my vision went white with lust momentarily
Bonfire: much more wholesome but still smutty and yet tender and wonderful all the same - insane this is a first time smut adventure for @neonravengames because they are such a natural (and so wonderful)
Studies: virginity loss fic (not usually my taste tbh) and also dirty talking solas is usually not my taste but MMMMM the way this is writtten...and teh solas POV....and literally everything..tasteeey
walk you to the shore: speaking of scaryanne....the queen does it again...the most tender eternal fuck heaven fic to hit the market since DAV's release
The prompt was "Something small and sentimental that is stashed away in your character's bag (either Solas or Lavellan) and the story behind it", given by @cryptid-catt, thank you so much!!!
It morphed into a modern AU somehow:
Lavellan’s messenger bag is a miniature museum. Felassan used to joke that they were an elven-shaped magpie, but she cannot help it if she’s sentimental and loves carrying tiny pieces of stories around. There’s a couple pretty rocks from particularly nice walks on the outskirts of the city, and many dried leaves of peculiar shapes; a shine-in-the-dark bracelet that doesn’t shine anymore from their first time going to a night club with Dorian; a plastic cockroach from one of Sera’s antics… But the worst memento of them all, the one that breaks her heart if she’s not careful and their fingers graze it while looking for chapstick or the subway pass, is a simple scrap of paper. Sometimes enough time passes that they think they might be ready to throw it away, only to make the mistake of opening it and reading it again.
It’s not so much the words themselves, but the memories that come with them. They remember the night of stargazing, and falling asleep with their head on Solas’ shoulder. They remember him in the daze of having just woken up, mumbling about a dream he needed to tell her. She kissed him with rancid breath, told him to write it down so he didn’t forget and tell her later because she had to rush the fuck up to work, then kissed him again because they couldn't help themself. When they came back from work that day, the piece of paper was neatly folded and placed in their mailbox.
Today is one of those days when her fingers accidentally walk into this relic. It’s been months since she last saw Solas, it’s time already, she thinks. They crush the paper in their first (it’s more of a gentle pressure than a crush, but to them, it feels awfully forceful) and walk up to a trash bin. They don’t throw it. They open it and read the absolute nonsense inside, a poetic description of being a wolf traversing a forest of crumbling marble trees and swallowing Lavellan’s heart. What kind of crazy person thinks it’s a good idea to tell your partner that you dreamed of eating their heart?
With a pang deeply buried in her chest, Lavellan smooths out the paper and puts it back in her bag.
I caused myself psychic damage with this one 🥲
If anyone wants to drop another prompt for me, feel free to do so