May 6, 2025
Day 2: Memories. Rook whoopsied his way into a spicy memory. You can see the rest below.
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Day 2: Memories. Rook whoopsied his way into a spicy memory. You can see the rest below.
*talking on the phone* Felassan: Remember how I said that Rook and I were gonna have a calm night out for once? Solas: Yeah… Felassan: Well, we’re in jail. Solas: *hangs up*
Fic 2025 Recap
art of Fenrel and Solas by @tommieglenn & @heyitscuteway
Thank you for the tag, @vorchagirl! 2025 was a wild year. Actually, on the 16th, I celebrated the first anniversary of my very first posting on AO3! Absolutely wild, when initially I thought no one would read or care and that I would never get further than the initial 5 chapters. But I did, and here we are. A year and 10 more fics later.
So, the two most important numbers of this year are:
Number of fics posted: 11
Number of Words posted: 331,933
Highlights
Most Popular Fic: The Dread and The Flame
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Rook/Solas
Words: 211,244 (ongoing, estimated to be 350 k)
Shortest Completed Fic: You Are With Me After All
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Rook/Solas
Words: 1,126
Longest Completed Fic: Faithbane: The Last Myth of Elvhenan
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Original Female Elf character/Solas
Words: 46,227
In Progress Fic that I want to work on more: No Gods But You (not yet posted, SD Rook/Fenris. Killing Rook (Solrook Killing Eve AU), Little Lion Man (Lune/Verso, Clair Obscur: Expedition 33, (very working/placeholder title, shh. Also sort of only in progress in my head for now, but the plot bunny is trashing against the walls of my noggin))
Spiciest Fic:
Truly depends on the flavour of spice you are looking for.
Calling the Dread Wolf a good boy? Where The Delicate Ends
Solas in cuck chair, Solrooklassan threesome? Deliriously Lustful
Priest kink, Priest Solas, Nun Rook, prayer as foreplay? sacrilegious
Solas going through all stages of grief and regret, whilst absolutely whipped for Rook and trying not to come prematurely? The Love You Want
Dead Dove Do Not Eat (no, really, put the dove back in the fridge)? In All The Ways That Matter
Fic Which Currently Has My Heart: Always and forever, The Dread and The Flame. It's my firstborn, one that broke a decade-long writing hiatus, the first snowflake that evolved into an ever-growing snowball of fics and plot bunnies. And I just love Fenrel and Solas so much, I don't know how I am going to ever get over them. Also, through it, I met some of the loveliest people in the fandom, and I am still shocked some of my beloved creators are putting up with Dreadcar shenanigans 26 chapters in (they will become less angsty. There is a light at the end of their tunnel).
Passing this tag to beloveds: @amellderiva, @notyourmamasdeerbat, @depmode, @broodwoof, @waxlyricalmoon, @flowersforthemachines, @idunnaldwir, @the-wolfs-ravensong, @woundedsoul12, @davrinsleftpectoral, @virevas, @missriggie, @5arcasmw
Divider by: @cafekitsune
Solas: Rook gave me a get better soon card.
Felassan: That's sweet!
Solas: I wasn't sick, they just think I can do better.
Solas and his dumbasses. He loves them dearly.
*Solas and Rook walk through the Deep Roads, ahead of them Felassan with the torch*
*Felassan stops*
Felassan: I’m afraid we have a little problem here.
Solas: What is it?
*Felassan points at the spider webs*
Solas: That’s just webs.
Rook: ThAt’S jUsT wEbS!
Solas:
Rook: I’m not going anywhere until those webs are gone and the path is completely webs- and spider-free.
Solas: Those are just webs. The spiders have left them long ago.
Rook: Nope.
*Solas rubs the bridge of his nose*
Rook: So? Are you gonna burn it or should I head back?
Felassan: Yeah, Solas do something, my hand hurts.
Solas: You can burn it on your own.
Felassan: But I’m holding the torch.
*Solas sighs exasperatedly, before setting the webs on fire*
Solas: See. And not a single spider in sight.
*Rook gulps and backs away from him*
*Solas turns around and sees a giant spider descending from above*
Solas: I may have miscalculated.
Felasan: I’m sure it’s nothing for you.
*Solas glares at him*
Felassan: The torch.
*Solas groans and turns to the spider*
*Rook and Felassan stand a little away, watching Solas trying to beat the spider as more spiderlings descend behind him*
Rook: Why are you even holding the torch? It’s not that dark here.
Felassan: So I could make Solas do the rest of the work, obviously.
Felassan, gardening: Hey, can you bring me the hoe? Rook: Yeah, sure. *A few minutes later* Rook: Here you go. Felassan: Rook: Solas: Why am I here?
Solas: Due to personal reasons, I will be fucking moving to the Fade permanently.
Felassan: Did Rook say 'I love you' and you said 'Thanks'?
Solas: THE REASONS ARE PERSONAL–