#solavellavellan

New Stories

Any Dream Will Do by enigmalea (@enigmalea) - Solas/Male Lavellan - 644 words, complete

Vhenan by Noire12 (@noire-pandora) - Solas/Cassandra - 4,627 words, complete

we found each other hungry by cedarmoons (@cedarmoons) - Solas/Iron Bull - 4,453 words, complete

Ar Lasa Mara Revas: You Are Free, ⚜️Harmless Dalliances, ⚜️The Red Wolf by RosellaWrites (@rosella-writes) - Solas/Female Lavellan, Solas & Sera - 27,867 words, 1st work complete, 2nd work & series WIP

Smoke and Mirrors by TeriTheTacticalUnicorn (@terithetacticalunicorn) - Solas/MGiT - 4,354 words, WIP

As Dreams Fade in the Light by WizardofOzymandias (@wizardofozymandias) - Solas/Dagna - 4,754 words, WIP

Rereads

Together-verse: Iwyn/Solas/Ellana OT3, ⚜️Together, ⚜️Antivan Vacation (Sand & Coffee on Tumblr), ⚜️Possibilities by Viking_woman (@thevikingwoman) - Solas/Female Lavellan/Female Lavellan - 6,584 words, each work complete, series HSE WIP (see Tumblr Reads)

Setting Fires, ⚜️Punch Drunk Kiss, ⚜️Codeine, ⚜️Addiction by cedarmoons (@cedarmoons) - Solas/Female Trevelyan - 17,696 words, complete

Love, It's Summer by jenny_of_oldstones - Solas/Male Trevelyan - 2,954 words, complete

Reflection by jenny_of_oldstones - Solas/Male Trevelyan - 2,579 words, complete

Tumblr (re)Reads

Together-verse, ⚜️First Date, ⚜️Chalk, ⚜️Pleading and Pleasing, ⚜️Here and Now, ⚜️Home, ⚜️Belonging, ⚜️A Softer World, ⚜️Family, ⚜️Closer, ⚜️Neon Lights micro-prompt by @buttsonthebeach & @thevikingwoman - Solas/Female Lavellan/Female Lavellan

Solas gets sent to Earth prompt by @crackinglamb - Solas/OFC née MGiT

Short Solavellan piece by @ironbullsvitaar - Solas/Female Lavellan

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Bloodied and Broken, Dead Pasts and Dread Futures by youworeblue (@dreadfutures) - Solas/Female Lavellan (Ch. 143-145)

miles to go before the fall of night, across the ocean and over the ruins, the forest is dark and deep and i've seen you here before by victoriousscarf (@victoriousscarf) - Solas/Male Lavellan (Ch. 131-132)

Fen'Harel's Teeth, Fen'Harel's Teeth by hes5thlazarus (@5lazarus) - Solas/Female Lavellan (Ch. 12)

Beyond the Veil by Pyreite - Solas/Female Lavellan, Fen'Harel/Female Lavellan, Abelas/Female Lavellan (Ch. 10)

Bloodied and Broken, Our Careless Heads with Roses Bound by youworeblue (@dreadfutures) - Solas/Female Lavellan (Ch. 4)

Diary of a Dislocated Knife-ear, Dislocated Souls: Skyhold by LonelyAgain (@thereallonelyagain) - Solas/MGiT, OFC/ OMC (Ch. 215)

Roses Where Thorns Grow by Bdafic (@bdafic)- Solas/Female Lavellan (Ch. 30), complete

Sugar Honey Iced Tea by AntlersandFangs (@thededfa), Beckily (@beckily), & Celtic_Lass (@thecelticlass) - Female Adaar/MBiT, Varric/MGiT, Krem/MGiT (Ch. 28)

No Longer A Game by Here_To_Be (@nolongeragameart) - Solas/MGiT (Ch. 56)

What We Have Lost, Into the Imperium by midnightprelude (@midnightprelude) - Solas/Female Lavellan (Ch. 19-20) Hope Sprang!

lover, your back is bruised from what you carry, In the face of your light by noverture (@noverturemusings) - Solas/Male Lavellan (Ch. 75-76)

Dovetail by ByJoveWhatASpend - MBiT/everyone (Ch. 6)

Echoes Across Time by JLHall (@jlhallares) - Solas/MGiT (Ch. 232)

Til It Squeaks: A Modern Girl's Take on Thedas, Twist Some More by CrackingLamb (@crackinglamb) - Solas/MGiT (Ch. 6)

Overgrown by luzial (@luzial) & maerisk (@maerisk-writes) - Solas/Female Lavellan (Ch. 18)

Sweetened by the thorn by elo_elo (@junkbabelna) - Solas/Female Lavellan (Ch. 3)

The Guardian by HumblePeasant (@solas-disapproves) - Solas/OFC, Dorian/Male Lavellan (Ch. 139)

Solas/Ayala, Seventh Time's Not a Charm by Fairfaxleasee (@fairfaxleasee) - Solas/Female Trevelyan (Ch. 1), complete, series sub

The Taming of Fen'Harel by beaubashley (@beaubartley) - Solas/Female Lavellan (Ch. 8)

When the World Fell by Psalacanthea - Fen'harel|Solas/Female Lavellan (Ch. 11)

» side note - multiple chapters may mean multiple updates; or might just be me refreshing my memory, reorienting myself in the story, or rereading some for fun. 😊

Ellana Lavellan x Iwyn Lavellan x Solas by @galadrieljones

(Ellana and Iwyn are not related)

Ellana, Iwyn and Solas from @buttsonthebeach​’s and my shared ot3-verse, in a loving moment. 

OT3 Masterpost here!

Ellana (mentioned), belongs to @buttsonthebeach!.

Fandom: Dragon Age Words: 818

Iwyn Lavellan x Solas x Ellana Lavellan | Modern AU | family/romance rating: teen, for one (1) swear word. Family, unspecified Dalish holiday, ot3, polyamory, unrelated Lavellans, also related Lavellans, 

Family

Iwyn wishes she had brought Ellana with her. Or Solas. Both of them, really. But Solas is working – it’s not like the university in Kirkwall is having a break for a Dalish holiday, and Ellana is celebrating with her own family.

This means she is alone in her old room in her parent’s house back in Wycome. The rain is heavy outside, water running down her window, obscuring the fall colors of the maples beyond. She loves the garden of childhood, but she wishes she was in her own, or even in the orchard.

She twists the ring on her finger. She wants to tell her parents and her brother. She’s engaged, and she is happy, and she wants to share that joy. Her family is part of her, and part of the family she is creating, with Ellana and Solas. It is forever for the three of them. She wants it all to be connected, and it will be. She just doesn’t know how.

Her family knows about Solas and Ellana already, of course, and it shouldn’t be a big surprise. But she is still nervous. Her dad might go on about the the possible ways to make them legally bound to each other, and which of his family lawyer friends to consult. She knows he means well, but it’s just another reminder that they are different, and she doesn’t really want to think about it yet. Not that she shouldn’t, and her dad is probably right, they do need to figure those things out. Eventually. Her mom will either say it’s not traditional or try to organize everything. And Branwen – Branwen will not like to have this sprung on him.

Ellana and Solas are not here, and she needs backup. The rain has settled to a drizzle, and the sun peeks through the clouds. She turns from the window and her room, and she finds Branwen in the living room where he is reading, of course. Something boring and theoretical.

She rips a sheet of her mom’s on-the-wall shopping note block, and folds it carefully. She aims the paper airplane at Branwen’s cheek, and it hits right where she wants it to.

“What the fuck?” He never swears, his girlfriend must be rubbing off on him. She grins.

“Brannie, let’s go for a walk.” She needs the outdoors for this.

“It’s raining.”

“Not really anymore. Are you afraid of the outdoors?”

“No.” He sighs, and closes his book.

Dressed in warm jackets and scarves and boots, they venture outside. They walk down the sidewalk, past the big white house on the corner, up two streets to the park. The gravel walkway is covered with a layer of fall leaves – there are enough Dalish in Wycome that the day is a city holiday, and no one has been out clearing the walkways. Their footfalls are quiet, and the leaves are soft to walk on. It feels like they’ve stepped outside the city, and he she breathes a little easier.

“So, what did you want to tell me?” Branwen finally asks.

She doesn’t know how to start, now they are here. The trees are pretty, in their reds and yellows and browns.

“I’m getting married,” she says.

“Married? To who?”

“Ellana and Solas, who else?”

“Can you do that?”

She shrugs. “We decided we’re going to. We’re going to have a commitment ceremony, all of us.”

“I suppose you can do that.”

It’s going a little better than she expected, but not by much. She sighs, and stops to look at the view, the city spreading itself beneath the park. Branwen stops too.

“Do you know what you will do?” he asks, frowning. “Solas isn’t Dalish, will you even have a Dalish ceremony? The traditions…”

“Ellana is Dalish. And we haven’t worked out the details. That’s not the important part. It’s… very new. I haven’t talked with anyone else about it.” She can feel heat raising in her cheeks. It’s not that new, but new and wonderful enough.

“Oh. Thanks for telling me.” He turns to her. “You really love them, right.”

She nods. She can’t speak. Branwen looks like he is thinking, then he nods too.

“Then it will work out. I’m sure.” He grins and elbows her. “Congratulations, Iwyn.”

“Thanks, Brannie.”

Then he hugs her, and lifts her off her toes.

“You’re getting married!”

“I am.” A huge grin is splitting her face. It’s more real, somehow, now she has told someone else. She knew Branwen would support her, as will her parents, but she was still nervous. Now she wants to shout it from the rooftops, her heart buzzing with elation.

“Do you know when? How? Wait - you’re not eloping, are you?”

“No, as I said it’s quite new. I mean we’ve talked about spring, and looked at some venues. We want a celebration of some sort. You are invited, Brannie.”

Fandom: Dragon Age Words: 512

Ellana belongs to @buttsonthebeach <3

Iwyn Lavellan x Ellana Lavellan x Solas | Modern AU | romance rating: teen. ot3, alcohol mention, unrelated lavellans!, fantasy academics, 

Belonging

It’s far too late when Solas finally is home. Their house is dark, and he fumbles with the key in the lock. Dorian and him had been staying late at work, making the final edit on their paper before the final submission deadline.

Dorian had suggested drinks after, and with Bull unavailable, Solas had not wanted to invite Iwyn and Ellana. One drink had led to another, and when he texted Ellana, she had said not to worry, her and Iwyn would not wait up, and he should of course go relax with his friend and collogue.

They didn’t need him, of course. They had each other.

He hangs his coat next to theirs, and toes of his shoes in the entry way, next to all the other ones.

There is an empty bottle and two used wine glasses next to the kitchen sink. He takes a glass of water, and then another. He can sleep in tomorrow, but he is old enough to know when he had one too many drinks. Dorian is wrong about the polarity of dreams, by the way, it is more of song than a current, and he hums to himself. Dorian is right about the subject of their research, though, and he has full confidence their paper will be accepted. Hopefully it will be heavily cited too.

He puts his glass next to the two wine glasses when he is done. It’s different and unmatched, a common thing next to the elegant stemware.

Solas shakes his head. He puts the coffee out for tomorrow, and considers washing the glasses, but it can wait.

He quietly opens the bedroom door, and it doesn’t make a sound. It had been squeaking, when they moved here, but someone fixed it one day. With the three of them, it sometimes feels like too many things are happening, there is always someone who has time to do the things that needs doing. The house is taken care of without him knowing, just like Iwyn and Ellana can take care of each other without him.

He undresses, and Iwyn and snores a little, her arm thrown over her face. He smiles. Ellana is next to her, her red hair dark against her satin pillow.

There is plenty of room for him, in their big bed, and women have left his part of the bed empty, waiting. It looks unbalanced, the two of them taking up only part of the bed, a vast emptiness of pale sheets in moonlight next to them.

They might be asleep, but they’re waiting for him. They all balance each other out, fills space they have. All of them together, and as Solas crawls into bed, he wonders if the glasses and spaces and all the coats would be incomplete without each other, and he decides they would be.

I’m not good a consistently tagging this, and since it is a shared universe, I felt I needed a post to keep track of everything! I will try to keep this updated :)

Together-verse

a modern au, featuring my Iwyn Lavellan, @buttsonthebeach​‘s Ellana Lavellan (un-related!) and Solas in a very happy relationship. 

Gorgeous ot3 art by @galadrieljones <3

These fics are given in approximate chronological order, not the order they were written. 

Together, by @thevikingwoman​. Explicit. (Read on AO3). 

Iwyn and Ellana are old friends, and happen run into Solas in a bar. It turns out they have both been casually dating him. 

First Date, by @buttsonthebeach​. Teen. 

Iwyn and Ellana goes on date, trying to find out what a change in relationship means for them. Also with art! 

Chalk, by @buttsonthebeach, Mature

Iwyn, Solas and Ellana goes climbing

Pleading and Pleasing, by @buttsonthebeach, Explicit

Some bedroom play between the three of them

Possibilities, by @thevikingwoman​, Teen

Morning confusion with three people in a small space

Here and now, by @buttsonthebeach, Explicit

Iwyn and Ellana are having some sexy times with a new toy

Sand, by @thevikingwoman​, Teen

Ellana, Iwyn and Solas goes on vacation

Coffee, by @thevikingwoman, Mature

More vacation time! 

Home, by @buttsonthebeach​, Teen

Iwyn, Solas and Ellana decide to look for a place to live together

Belonging, by @thevikingwoman, Teen

Solas come home late, and wonders where he fits in. 

A Softer World, by @buttsonthebeach, Explicit

The threesome finding their way together.

Family, by @thevikingwoman, Teen

Iwyn goes to see her family. 

Closer, by @thevikingwoman​, Explicit

Thank you @idrelle-miocovani!  I had this little scene in mind as soon as I got this prompt - just a tiny fragment but I hope it works.  @dadrunkwriting.

Ellana belongs to @buttsonthebeach <3

Fandom: Dragon AgeWords: 500

Iwyn Lavellan x Ellana Lavellan x Solas | Modern! AU | RomanceRating: teen, sweet fluff, sex mention

Sand

“I got snacks and wine,” Solas says, holding up a canvas bag. Iwyn and Ellana are both resting on beach towels, their heads in the shade and their feet on the bright white sand. Iwyn is reading, and Ellana has her eyes closed, but she is not asleep. Both of them look at him and smile at his announcement, brilliant happiness that makes his heart stutter.

“What did you get?” Ellana asks, and sits up, cross legged in the shade. He sits across from her, on his own towel.

“Wine sounds great,” Iwyn says, and puts down her Lyread.  

He pulls the chips and nuts and dates he got at the store from his bag, along with the white wine and the plastic glasses.

“Hopefully this should last the entire afternoon.” They have nowhere to be but here, and nothing to do but relax.

Ellana goes for dates, sticky and rich in flavor – he already tried them on the way back, and then some nuts.

“Hopefully the wine is cold,” she says.

He shakes his head.

“The one I wanted wasn’t in the fridge. But it’s not a problem.” He grins and calls a small bit of magic. Frost covers the bottle, melting in the hot air as unscrews the cap and pours three glasses. It’s been a while since he used this trick, but he still knows how. He smirks.

“Useful,” Iwyn says, and grabs a glass.

“I knew we kept him around for reason,” Ellana says, and takes a sip of her own.

“It’s not the only one.” Iwyn leans in and kisses Ellana, and when she is done, Ellana kisses him, all sweet dates and tart wine and soft lips. He feels hot and it has nothing to do with the Riviani climate.

“Thank you, harusha, for going shopping.”

They sit awhile, drinking and eating and then Ellana declares she wants to go swimming. Solas decides against it, and Iwyn returns to her book.

He falls asleep, he thinks, for when he opens his eyes again, Ellana is back. Water and sand cling to her body, she is lying on her stomach, letting the sun dry her. The wine is almost gone. Ellana’s back is so inviting, and he reaches so he can run his hands over her, brushing the sand from the small of her back. He kisses her there, and he wants to kiss her further down, to slide her bikini off.

“Solas,” Ellana sighs.

“Are you too hot, ma lath?”

He breathes frost on her spine, and she shivers.

“That feels so good. Go on.”

He does it again, and again and Ellana turns over, and he kisses her stomach. Iwyn has put down her reading, and she watches them intently.

“Too bad this beach is so busy. I’d fuck you both right here if it wouldn’t get me arrested,” Iwyn says. He groans, and his cock jumps, and Ellana laughs.