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Writer vs OC
Tagged by @theluckywizard and @delicatefade.
Thank you for the tags!💙 Here's me and my two OC's, because I love them both.
Linked to the piccrew here.
In the order of Me, Taliesen, then Lex Lavellan
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OC Kiss Week: Day 5 - Tinkering
For today's entry for @ockissweek, Thalia gets a present from @bluewren's master tinkerer, Taliesen. 🥰 Thank you for letting me borrow your girl!!
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Taliesen bent over the clockwork device, goggles mussing her pale hair. She straightened with a proud smile. Thalia stared in awe. The only sound was the rushing falls beneath the Undercroft.
“It’s… incredible. What is it?”
Taliesen tapped a button and the automaton whirred to life. It stood on two legs, its head a globe that glowed softly. “You said it was difficult to read by candlelight. This little guy can sit on the table, or wrap around a bedpost…”
Overjoyed, Thalia laughed. “Oh, Tali, I could kiss you!” She pecked her friend on the cheek. “There. I just did.”
I commissioned @airagitt for a couple scene of Taliesen and Solas. Thank you so much for making them look sooo amazing.🥰 The Crossroads background was definitely the perfect choice!
Happy Friday Wren!!! For Taliesin & Dagna, "Unless you ask me not to in the next five seconds, I'm going to hug you."
hiii Kia o/ This made me think of Tali and Dagna seeing each other again after a year or so apart. @dadrunkwriting wc: 484
The Minratheous sun soon reaches the highest point, and there Taliesen is, sitting on the steps of Dorian’s estate. Dreading the moment that the rays will melt her skin off.
She’s there, tapping her feet, while Sera and Dorian are already out there exploring the markets. Not that she minded skipping sightseeing, Dagna was supposed to arrive soon. She has not seen her mad dwarf of friend in months, closer to a year now. The few times they’ve talked were through raven letters.
She doesn’t need to wait much longer now.
The sound of heavy stepped running can be heard from the not too far distance.
“Tali!” Dagna pops out past the bush, heaving to catch her breath. “You’ve got five seconds to tell me, not to hug you.”
“Dagna!” Tali jumps up to wave, she couldn’t stop laughing at the worn out Dagna. “And I prefer if you don’t.”
“Too slow.” Dagna dashes across their gap, trapping Taliesen in a tight one between her arms.
She hadn’t a second to react, and is now hardly able to breath. Feeling like her friend is flattening her lungs. Taliesen tries to push herself free, but Dagna seems to be quite a bit stronger than she remembers.
Her one arm is barely able to relieve her any space between them. She accepts being doomed to a crushed fate.
“Dagna, please.” Taliesen wheezes. “I can’t breath. You’re hugging me too tight.”
“You’ve gotten weaker.” Dagna giggles, her head resting on Taliesen’s chest. “You used to give the best hugs after coming back.”
Taliesen coughs from more weight on her. “Well I don’t fight Red Templars anymore! It’s what happens.”
“Not good enough. I want to be able to hug you.” Dagna finally seems satisfied to release her from the death grip. “It’s been forever. Anything interesting happen, since we last met?”
“You’ve done more adventuring than I have in the last year.” Taliesen pats Dagna’s shoulder. “I haven’t seen Skyhold in years.”
“Our Undercroft is still the Undercroft, if you can imagine.” Dagna chuckles. “Although I’m not sure those hammers can actually hammer anything.”
They begin walking up the steps and back into Dorian’s home. Excited for finally being able to talk to one other again, even neither felt their time apart.
“Strange to think you got your own home now. Dagna has a big smirk as they walked. “Didn’t the Dalish pride themselves for being nomads?”
“You can leave your bags here, the servants will set up a guest room.” Taliesen shrugs. “Having a home has benefits. I’m not building out of a box of scraps anymore.”
“Val Royeaux seems like the strangest change, your noble neighbors got to have the most flustered faces.”
“They can keep frowning some more. How has traveling been?”
“It’s strange to revisit the Circles I stayed at, the Ostwick one has a new strange smell. No one seems to notice.”
Hello, For DADWC: From the 'small details of fictional kisses' prompt list: "An accidental kiss between two exes" for Solas and Tali.
Hi Towers, I wrote a lot of whump for Taliesen and Solas. XD this is sometime after Trespasser and Tali is now married to Sera, something happens and they are now stuck exploring ruins together. Big mistakes are happening! @dadrunkwriting wc: 1817
Solas snaps his fingers, a wisp of light is brought into this world. It’s a simple spell that he’s casted numerous times, although he used to favor a fire to light his path. Fire can destroy or bring hope, light can only guide but now with this world, her world, he is no longer as steel hearted.
This wisp is a obedient creature, though its sputtering glimmer tells that the curiosity of a newborn kit can still be found within itself.
Solas’s eyes meet Taliesen’s, but that wouldn’t last a second. Taliesen pushes down her gaze, to brush the dust off her coat.
“We should search for a way out.” She uses her one arm to push herself of the rock.
“Let me help you.” Solas fast steps to Taliesen, approaching to extend his hand.
Taliesen catches it in her’s, her thumb presses on Solas’s palm. It shoots his arm frozen, he wanted to step forward, show the woman he once loved that he’s still willing to walk by her side. That would be an empty promise, he could not stay and she moved on.
“You needn’t worry about me.” Taliesen shakes her head. “I’m able stand by myself.”
She doesn’t look at Solas, though her glossy wet eyes are still prominent enough for him to see.
“If that is what you wish.” Solas nods without protest.
He turns around to examine where the eluvian explosion pushed them to. There were rose gold armored statues with pointed ears laid planted on the far corners, some of them fallen from years of neglect. The present statues were simple to surmise, they were in an old Elvhenan fortress but one signicantly smaller than Skyhold.
Although it’s difficult to determine where. He can see the night sky above them, though not the stars. Possibly, a glyph is casted deeper inside the temple to mask its location to any potential spies.
“I can’t feel my bird.” Taliesen tells.
She raises up her stubbed arm, the gem on her armlet is without a glow.
“What should we do?” Solas asks, almost absent mindedly.
“You’re asking me that?” Taliesen snots, raising a brow.
She leans on her right side, her one arm resting her hip. Clearly in a mocking way, although that is earned. Solas is a deity in one of her People’s legends and a leader of spies asking a lowly mortal for guidance.
“Aren’t you supposed to be a great leader of elves?”
“I suppose, that’s a good point.” Solas chuckles. “But I know better than to be rash with my words in front of an accomplished explorer.”
“Then we should search for the glyph.” Taliesen points up at the starless sky, it seems that she’s noticed that too. “It’ll help if we knew where we are.”
“Lead the way.” Solas splays out his hand, inviting Taliesen onward.
They travel deeper into the fortress, carefully navigating the narrow halls while testing the ground for any traps. The fortress feels similar to Skyhold and previous ones he’s visited in Arlathan. The Evanuris were an untrusting bunch, wards are likely hidden everywhere in these halls.
Solas points out the tells, Taliesen has her own extensive knowledge of Skyhold’s infrastructure. She has little trouble keeping up. Most of the wards have decayed after years being dormant, but they still examine every one and Taliesen is quick to disarm them. The mage casts his barrier to isolate the ward, his tinkerer is quick to severe the mana current. She seems to always carry that blade forged from lyrium on her.
There’s a rhythm to their movement, a two step dance, they were quick to dispel any still active wards.
“I’ve forgotten how quick you were with your hands.” Solas remarks.
“Sera said the exact same.” Taliesen jests, she reaches to break the ward but stops before seeing the barrier flicker. “Keep it steady.”
"Excuse me.” Solas snorts, he stiffs his arm to resend the barrier. “I would advise that your words are better chosen, lest we both meet our end here.”
Taliesen slices the ward’s line. “You’re the one who with the dirty thoughts.”
“In what way was that supposed to be interpreted?”[[ “How else was I supposed to interpret that?” Solas scoffs.]] Solas scoffs.
"However you want to.” Taliesen walks on, wearing a crescent smirk.
A infuriating smirk, both irreverent and tender. It made the years apart vanish, sparking back banter filled memories of their time at Skyhold. He will not be foolish, they have been years apart and the two sides of the same coin has been forever split.
Although for the moment, Solas will enjoy his respite from that truth.
“I would also advise that you don’t move far ahead.” He chimes on, taking long steps to keep up. “We’ve yet to know the horrors lurking here.”
“You’re worrying is a bit much.” Taliesen chuckles. “I’m still a match for any lesser demon.”
“That I believe, but I will feel better to have you by me.” Solas softly sighs, he hopes Taliesen does not notice but it’s unlikely.
“If that’s what you want.” Taliesen says, it’s come out muffled. She slows, keeping the same pace. “Is this fort, somewhere you’ve been to?”
“I don’t recall the layout of this specific one, no.” Solas shakes his head. “But there has been many.”
He tried as much as possible of his time as Fen’Harel, nothing feels familiar about here. It’s more than likely that this was a location, remote and insignificant enough that he never had a reason to visit. Although right now, he wishes that for any modicum of knowledge as unlikely and futile that search can be.
The two elves slowly make their way across the ruins of the elvhen fortress. Eventually finding themselves in the garden, it likely would have been a beautiful one. There are a few trees that still decorate the plot, and several statues still greet them as they walk past the gates. Now the weeds have overtake the turf and all the nutrients, the trees too weak to sprout a leaf and now intertwined with the statues beside them.
“Think someone ever rested under those trees as often as you did under the one at Skyhold.“ Solas asks, he stares with a soothed eyes and a nostalgic smile.
“There had to be one elf.” Taliesen answers, smiling while glancing the same tree and then moving onwards. “I can’t imagine someone getting too rest during your war.”
“We all find our moments of respite.” Solas chimes in, they continued onward around the grass to not disturb the garden. “People find a way to unwind, even in the worse of times.”
“True, but Skyhold has always some distant from immediate danger.” Taliesen turns her smile to Solas.
“You may have a point.” Solas chuckles. “Although I recall Suledin Keep being lively, even with that unforgiving cold.”
“We were always so hopeful about what our outcomes might be.”
They arrive at where the glyph is constructed. From his cursory glance, he can see the exposed the exposed lyrium lines that run embedded into the walls and floor. For certain, this is where all the glyphs and spell circles were casted and leading to all the other rooms. They will need caution here, besides wards and traps, this is home to every system that sustains the fortress. And in the worse outcome, they will need every resource the walls still hold.
“I’m certain that’s the glyph, we’re after.” Taliesen points to the center.
There is a large chunk of lyrium that is polished and caged in veridium arm. It sit atop a glyph, and judging from the looping mana lines it’s likely the one that’s concealing the stars.
“Give me your glove.” Taliesen holds out her hand.
She seems to already be a step ahead, so Solas follows.
He unclasped the buckles and places the glove of Talisen’s hand, holding it up and delicately fastening it. He checks the fit as he goes, assuring that the glove has a snug fit and will not distract from her schemes.
“Be careful with the glyph, we don’t know what else it will disrupt.” Solas warns, he pushes on each finger to strain down the fabric.
“I’m not trying to destroy it.” Taliesen smirks. “We don’t need to level everything to achieve our goal.”
Solas huffs, feeling a bit slighted by her. “I can’t help but feel that remark is more personally directed.”
“That one, no. I don’t think there’s much I can say to persuade you.” Taliesen chuckles, she flexes her fingers until she’s happy with the fit. “We can use the cage to power an eluvian and get back to our people.”
Solas raises his brow, somehow the other elf never ends with her surprises. “What’s your plan?”
“Same as before, but as I lift the cage you cut it free.”
Solas nods, receptive to her plan. He places himself over the glyph, casting his barrier and positioning himself as close as possible.
“My knife is in the right pocket.”
“We won’t have a second chance at this.”
“That’s why I’m trusting you to get this right.”
Taliesen begins lifting up the cage, the pads of his glove sizzled when pushed on the barrier. Solas slowly cuts free the cage away from the glyph, though he finds it difficult to have his mind split on oscillate his barrier while maneuvering the knife to sever the currents. But Taliesen has been steady as he worked, only raising when she sees her blade wayward. It slowly climbs up, until the glyph fully dims out of existence.
Taliesen smiles, cheering and snugly wrapping the cage in her arm. “I think we got it.”
Like all her other artifacts, Taliesen shows her affection for another of her finds. It’s a sight that Solas missed being privy to.
Solas walks over, embracing Taliesen in his arms. His lips meeting her’s, he breaths in her genius, her radiance, her spark, and everything that he loved about her. For a brief moment, he can feel Taliesen taking in their moment too. But she is the first to realize that this is a mirage that they both fell into.
“What are you doing?” When Taliesen glares at Solas, pushing him back. He is speechless and just as perplexed as she is. Solas has no answer for her. “We should get back to the eluvian.”
Taliesen rushes out of the room, it gives Solas time enough to replay the longest minute he ever lived. Every breath, every curl of his hand, he scrutinized it all. Was it just his foolish desires, or did she still somewhere feel the same? It does not matter, she has moved on and whatever feelings she once has are superseded by others who have stayed. He has no right to disrupt her life and no right to wallow, tears will be more hurtful to everyone.
“I’m sorry.” Solas whispers, he hopes his voice reaches no one.
for @ockissweek!
For a good friend of mine, @noire-pandora. I drew her amazing Elluin with my Taliesen Lavellan.
Thank you so much for letting me draw her with Tali!!🥰🥰 I immensely enjoy all the lore I read about Elluin, and I hope you enjoyed this piece.
Character Song Tag Meme!
ohhhh👀Thanks for the tag!!! @nirikeehan I've so many songs that I love from Tali's playlists but never share enough. So here goes!
The rules are: Choose one of your characters and list songs that fit them.
I have three playlists for Taliesen Lavellan, one for herself, one for Taliesen/Solas, one for Taliesen/Sera
For Taliesen, the builder told to wage war:
ONE OK ROCK - Stand Out Fit In
I know they don't like me that much Guess that I don't dress how they want I just wanna be myself, I can't be someone else Try to colour inside their lines Try to live a life by design I just wanna be myself, I can't be someone else Someone else
Paramore - Pressure
Now that I'm losing hope And there's nothing else to show For all of the days that we spent Carried away from home Some things I'll never know And I had to let them go I'm sitting all alone Feeling empty
One of Taliesen's biggest struggles as Inquisitor is that she is she felt disgusted at being the leader of religious organization for a goddess that she isn't a believer in. Another moment that her oppressors got to decide who she is. So she lashes out a lot while feeling trapped inside the cage.
Taliesen/Sera: Chloe Moriondo - Strawberry Blonde
Her hair isn't dark, strawberry blonde And when I'm with her, nothing is wrong Takes my hand in hers when the lights aren't on Smaller than mine and oh God I am gone I wanna be with her all day (all day) I'm a bitch to everyone else anyway It's hard to keep a tight leash on my head All I wanna do is kiss her lips in my bed
There's a funny bit of wordplay for this song, Sera and Tali are both blondes. 😆 So the lyrics can apply to both of them. For Taliesen, Sera was the first one that told her that she didn't owe anything to the world and she can be happy for herself.
Taliesen/Solas: SVRCINA - Meet Me on the Battlefield
No time for rest No pillow for my head Nowhere to run from this No way to forget Around, the shadows creep Like friends, they cover me Just wanna lay me down and finally Try to get some sleep We carry on through the storm Tired soldiers in this war Remember what we're fighting for
Solas is the first friend that Taliesen made at Haven, they were the types to instantly get along. 🥺Her own beliefs about elves needing their own culture in the present, meant that they didnt have much to argue on that topic. Solas became the only person who allowed to be just nerd out to in the beginning. That built instant trust between them.
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Tagged by @nirikeehan, @delicatefade, @cleverblackcat, and @melisusthewee. Thanks for all of you!!🥰This picrew was sooo fun
From left to right:
Taliesen Lavellan
Lex Lavellan
Adelyn Amell
My Lavellans are constantly bickering in my head, I love them!
Tagging with no pressure to participate! @noire-pandora, @roguelioness, @seriousames, @musetta3, @milesmentis, @wailing-willow
