Requested A Cameo From Gdl And Asked Him To Make Solas Say 'fuck'. Enjoy.

Sharp teeth Solas

Wolf Teeth

AO3 FIC LINK.

Summary:

Solas didn’t dignify this with a response. He wrenched off Rook's chest plate with such force that it slipped out of his hands and skidded across the island, landing with a thud among some debris. The armour underneath might as well have been tissue paper for how little resistance it offered Solas’ tearing hands. Rook furiously slammed a fist into Solas' face, blood erupting over his knuckles, and Solas seized him by the hair and smashed his head into the ground so hard that his vision swirled white and red. “Enough, Rook.” Solas bared his teeth, blood staining them pink. “Fighting will only exacerbate the bleeding.” 

Solas and Rook fall into the prison, angry and violent and wanting.

A/N: I challenged myself to write some hatefucking, but they don't really hate each other so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ it's more like passionate anger fucking where they finally address their burning lust for each other and begin tearing off each other's clothes, and then they fall back into fluff territory because I'm predictable like that.

Some Solas photos I took in Veilguard recently.

*please dont repost the audio to other platforms. share link to this post instead

I got a cameo, with male solasmancers in mind. Apparently this falls under an acting commission rather than a cameo (smth about going through their agent instead of a regular cameo..?) but GDL was very kind in reading my script anyway ;w;

Transcript:

Vhenan, will you dance with me? You may lead if you'd like. I would not refuse to be in the arms of a beautiful man such as yourself. You’ve remarkable strength, having forged your identity for yourself. You stand deservedly proud of the man that you are. Let no one tell you otherwise. Ar lath ma, vhenan.

I can't stop. I really like to draw them.😋

.......the helmet stays ON

What if there are more than one Solas? :o

lions are very mean and like jellyfish

apparently everyone is sick of my shit and they’re going to kill me tomorrow. idk it’s just what I heard

Having a bit of a weird day, so here are some self-indulgent Solavellan headcanons:

Lavellan looks for fancy and exotic paints from all over Thedas during her travels, and brings them to Solas as a gift. He acts nonchalantly grateful, but he secretly paints her portrait with every new one she brings. and then she finds the mountain of portraits in the rotunda after he’s gone and falls into a depressive episode I mean what

Whenever they are on a mission near a forest, Solas and Lavellan run off during their resting time. They find a quiet peaceful corner with soft grass, under the shade of the trees. They fall asleep in each other’s arms, and explore the Fade together. Solas knows each destination by heart, but he holds her hand and lets her excitedly lead them anyway.

Tea-lover Lavellan cannot possibly accept that Solas hates EVERY tea. She insistently brings him new teas to try together, and eventually it becomes a thing. At some point, he actually started enjoying it. He does not tell her though, so that they continue trying new teas together.

Solas loves it when Lavellan listens to him talk, yes. But he equally loves watching her talk in return. About her clan, her childhood, her interests, her fears, her day, anything really. He gets to memorize how her eyes shine with excitement, how her brows furrow with annoyance. Each new subconscious quirk of hers he discovers feels like a gift.

We already know this thanks to flycam, but he cannot not hold her hand. Ever. During any moment that does not require certain professionalism, her hand is in his. Their companions tease them for it, but he cannot find it in him to care.

When she goes on long missions without him, Lavellan sends Solas letters describing her adventures in detail. She always makes sure to include words of affection, at first hesitant, but eventually heavy with longing. They are some of the very few things he keeps with him after he leaves.