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johaerys-writes · 7 months

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WIP Wednesday

... and I can't believe it's only Wednesday 😅 It’s been a loooong week you guys

But I have been working on the next chapter of you're a walking disaster and yet--, where Achilles and Pat seem unable to stay out of trouble:

“Look, kid, I’m not saying you’re lying,” he says, though it’s obvious that he thinks Achilles is lying, “but I have to tell you, this doesn’t look good. Vandalism is a serious offence.”

“You think I don’t know? Mr. Chiron keeps telling us that,” Achilles counters hotly. “That doesn’t mean—”

“If you aren’t going to be helpful about this, the only thing I can do is take you to the police station, and hope you change your mind there.”

Patroclus’ blood runs cold. He looks from Achilles to the policemen and back. “You can’t,” he says, breathless, “you can’t do that. You—you have no proof.”

“This proof enough for you?” the other policeman says, the older one, glaring at Patroclus as he gestures at the graffiti. “Now beat it before we take you in as well.”

Patroclus can only stare as the man lays a hand on Achilles’ shoulder and leads him to the parked police car. Achilles protests loudly as he lets them walk him there, but still doesn’t make any move to run away or shake their grip off him. Even he knows that trying to stop or resist this will only make matters worse.

The wise thing to do, Patroclus knows, would be to walk away and thank his luck that he wasn’t taken in as well. He should go back home and call Peleus, and ask him to come back to Phthia from his business trip post haste to deal with this. He should keep his head down and figure out a way out of this mess, for both of them.

Just as Achilles is about to get into the police car, Patroclus takes a step forward.

“Hey,” he says. “Fuck you.”

The young policeman turns to look at him in question.

“What was that?”

Patroclus’ heart is slamming madly against his ribcage. He glances at Achilles, who is also watching him with avid curiosity, then at the men looming over him. He takes a breath and swallows hard.

“F—fuck the police.”

Achilles’ eyes go wide as saucers. The older man turns around to face him fully, glaring at him under dark and bushy brows. “Care to say that again, son?”

The policeman’s chest is puffed out and his fists resting at his hips, where his gun and taser are. Patroclus bites back a whimper when the man takes a step towards him.

“All… all cops are bastards?” he tries, mumbling shakily.

The man’s eyes narrow. Patroclus has the strongest urge to cry.

“I cannot believe you swore at a cop,” Achilles cackles as soon as the holding cell door is banged closed behind them. “What were you even thinking?”

Tagging forth to @baejax-the-great @juliafied @vimlos @elveny @mogwaei @figsandphiltatos @pikapeppa @annalyia @darlingpoppet @darlingsart @elemmacil @peggy-sue-reads-a-book @cosmicvoidance @cataliinaa @heypax and anyone else who would like to share a snippet of their work, art or fic! (No pressure as always of course, this is just me saying hi 😁)

#patrochilles #the song of achilles #achilles #patroclus #tsoa #hades game #achilles/patroclus #achilles x patroclus #wip meme #johaerys writes

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blarrghe · 11 months

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A Complicated Match

Rating: E | Category: M/M | Words: 114,881 | Chapters 22/22

I have finished this saga!! Thank you to everyone who has supported it!

Summary: Dorian Pavus met the love of his life, quite accidentally, on a dating app called Matchsies. He resisted and he failed, he fell and he learned, and now he's actually... he's quite happy, impossible as it seems. But he is still from Tevinter, he is still avoiding his parents' calls, and he still hasn't told Taren everything.

Any minute now, something is going to ruin this.

Chapter 22: What Happens Now

Chapter Snippet:

Dorian rolled into the soft, warm comfort of Taren’s side, half out of blankets. He was sitting up, reading his book, drinking his coffee, comfortable and calmly smiling in the pale wash of sunlight that filtered through the room’s white curtains.

He was stunning, though it no longer took Dorian’s breath away to note it. Dorian took this moment of drawn out peace to memorise him; the sculpt of his bare shoulders and their wandering tattoos, the flat of his chest and the tree climbing over it, stretched and wrinkled over the soft, strong frame of his torso in his comfortable recline. The soft, messy fluff of his slept-in hair, the slight curve of his lips in their resting half-smile.

Memorise it. Keep it. Because soon —

But no, he was still there. Still his. None of it would vanish on contact. Dorian propped himself up and leaned himself over him, teasingly discarding his book without asking, pushing kisses up his neck and down over his stomach until he laughed.

“Good morning,” Taren greeted him through his tickled laughter, a hand reaching down to ruffle into Dorian’s hair and then pull his face up by the chin.

Dorian kissed his lips once, light and smiling, and then returned to his work. He kissed his belly, grazed a tease of his teeth over his hip bone, groped his thigh.

“Good morning, amatus,” he muttered, his hands already pulling down the loose fabric of the boxer shorts Taren slept in.

If Dorian had a favourite way to wake up, this was it.

This was it.

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alunamoon · 1 year

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Sometimes I go wild and swipe my fav people’s ocs to draw because I love them

Fan art for the fan artist so to speak

Delphi comes from @ladyofc

Mao comes from @mogwaei

Ellana comes from @haverdoodles

Imira comes from @neotericwitch

I cannot reiterate enough how much I love the care and attention all of these people put into their characters and worlds. I strongly urge everyone who sees this to check out these amazing people ❤️❤️❤️✨

#dragon age #dragon age fanart #my art #lavellan #oc art #dragon age inquisition #illustration #other people's ocs #elves

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theluckywizard · 9 months

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WIPPIE WEDNESDAY

This week it will be art! Almost done with my @artfight attack on @nirikeehan but still need to tweak her face some more and work on painting those dang hands.

Her OC Thalia Trevelyan, enjoying a casual morning at her desk in the privacy of her quarters.

The question is…. Whose hand is touching her shoulder? 👀 😏

Tagging others to share their writing or art works in progress!

#dragon age inquisition #dragon age fan art #thalia trevelyan #dragon age #ex circle mage #excellent posture #such a cutie #but whose hand is it really?

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in-arlathan · 1 year

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WIP Wednesday

After sharing some writing yesterday, I wanted to share some recent unfinished art. I had a clear vision in my head but I'm afraid my imagination outperforms my artistic abilities x3

Sending some love to my creative mutuals like @musetta3, @johaeryslavellan, @yolebrat, @mogwaei, @serial-chillr, @midnightprelude, @starsandskies, @little-lightning-lavellan, @dreadfutures, @pinkfadespirit and all the others. I know life is busy so please do not feel obligated to participate. I just hope you're all well and have fun creating things. 🖤

#wip wednesday

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mogwaei · 8 months

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all the love for the most perfect lass who has never done anything wrong in her whole life

#baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #karlach #karlach bg3 #artists on tumblr #sketch #mogwaei arts #MY WIFE #I fucking love ALL the characters so much. I am going to draw everyone (slowly) between my gaming time lol

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crackinglamb · 1 year

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I posted 7,159 times in 2022

That's 1,391 more posts than 2021!

248 posts created (3%)

6,911 posts reblogged (97%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@lilbittymonster

@ir0n-angel

@sorrelchestnut

@pip-n-flinx

@bitterotter

I tagged 5,578 of my posts in 2022

Only 22% of my posts had no tags

#sound on - 774 posts

#always reblog - 349 posts

#*snort - 342 posts

#this - 310 posts

#cats - 245 posts

#no lies detected - 241 posts

#awesome art - 239 posts

#hahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!! - 210 posts

#solas - 151 posts

#lamb writes - 128 posts

Longest Tag: 136 characters

#... & to all y'all that have to watch could have been better spent monies get pissed down the drain of an overblown funeral & coronation

My Top Posts in 2022:

Til It Squeaks, a Series

Today, on the anniversary of its beginning, Da'Fen Carly Mayers Lavellan's story came to an end. Two years, 337,909 words, 7 works. So I thought I would put together a masterpost of the series, with links to AO3, for all of you.

Twist

The fic that started it all. Carly Mayers, a woman from Earth, gets transported to Thedas and becomes the Herald of Andraste. And she decides that canon needs a hammer. A Solavellan fix-it with a happy ending. Rated E for sexual content. Also contains canon typical violence. ~197K words.

The Cutting Room Floor

A snippet fic, full of little bits the main fic had no room for. Includes screenshots of the ensemble cast. Also includes 'deleted scenes' and versions of the first draft that never got off the ground. Rated T for occasional swearing, adult themes and canon typical violence. ~27K words.

Choice, Pride and Trust

A oneshot of Carly and Solas defeating Imshael at Suledin Keep. Rated M for graphic depictions of violence. ~2300 words.

Waiter, There's a Fluff In My Soup!

A multi-ship collection of prompt fills for Fluff-uary 2021. Pairings include Carly and Solas, Varric and Marian Hawke, Dorian and Iron Bull and more. Rated E for sexual content. ~28K words.

Twist Some More

A sequel to Twist. Carly and Solas continue their work rebuilding the Dales, taking down the Veil and having a surprise baby. Incorporates events from Tevinter Nights, but is overall self-indulgent and fluffy. Rated E for sexual content. ~67K words.

Earth Pizza and Qunari Street Food

Takes place four years after the events of TSM. Carly and Solas welcome Dorian and Iron Bull for a visit. Cooking and family fluff ensue. Rated T for some adult themes, but with a happy ending. ~4600 words.

Make It a Good One, Peaches

50 years post-canon, mortality affects Carly's inner circle. A final send off including the generation to follow that of the Inquisition. More sweet than bitter. Rated T for major character death. ~1700 words.

Thank you to everyone who has read these fics and come to love Carly as much as I do. My heart is full. 💕

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Six Sentence Sunday

Tagged by @noire-pandora, thank you! 💕

Tagging @about2dance, @a11sha11fade, @sinsbymanka, @mrscullensrutherford, @dreadfutures, @mogwaei and @espressocomfort. No pressure!

R&R grabbed the Muse this morning. Have some Lark Cadash in Skyhold.

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Something had happened here, some cataclysm that broke the magic of this place. That sundered it.

The Veil.

What she felt under her fingertips and saw in her mind's eye was like the aftermath of a shockwave. A burst dam of energy, exploding outwards from a central point deeper in the bowels of the Stone. Traces of the spell lingered like a taste on the back of her tongue. She didn't recognize it, but felt like she should.

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WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @noire-pandora, thank you!

Tagging @fiadhaisteach, @lilbittymonster, @sinsbymanka, @serial-chillr and @about2dance. No pressure!

It's Fluff-uary, folks. I am neck deep in somft and silly. Have a peek.

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As often happened, a bolt of inspiration hit Varric while he was bathing. He gave a rueful sigh, wrapped himself in a towel and rushed to his desk without even bothering to swipe his dripping hair out of the way as he jotted down the idea before he lost it. He was never more grateful to Imogen than in that moment, since having his own suite meant having his own bathing chamber in it. He didn't have to traipse halfway across the keep to get back to his room, the mad gleam of words in his eyes. He didn't need that kind of blow to his reputation.

He got lost in the idea after a while, eventually snagging his reading glasses so he could see the page better. His hair stopped dripping onto his bare shoulders and he didn't even notice he was getting chilled sitting there in nothing more than a damp towel. He never heard the door open.

He certainly didn't hear the low, needy hum that Hawke made. If he had, he might have been warned.

Her sharp teeth sank into the ball of his shoulder and he jumped, thoroughly startled. “What the...Hawke!”

She cackled, leaning on the back of his chair. At least she'd bitten the off arm, so the only splotch on the page in front of him was his own fault. He glared at her over the rim of his glasses.

“Oh, your face! That's a weighty look, serrah.”

“What are you doing?”

She smiled at him, warm and loving and he almost melted. Almost. Then she spoke. “Haven't you ever just wanted to bite someone? You looked so delicious sitting there, I had to have a taste.”

Half his blood rushed southward. The rest seemed to have taken up residence in his cheeks. Either way, it left none for his brain and he gaped at her like an addled nug. He scrambled to find anything to say, anything at all.

“Andraste's flaming knickers,” was what came out. Hawke laughed again.

“No, I don't think I'd want to bite those.”

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WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @noire-pandora, thank you!

Tagging @lilbittymonster, @natsora, @blueboxness-art, @whataboutbugs-art, @espressocomfort and @serial-chillr. No pressure!

While The Fluffs(tm) have been keeping me busy, I've still been working occasionally on new chapters for WG. I made myself very emotional with Cole's personal quest recently. And by emotional, I mean angry. I could rant forever (and will in the author's notes), but here, have a snippet.

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“You!” Cole shouted, advancing on the man. “You killed me!” The Templar scoffed and tried to push him away, but Cole wouldn't be deterred. “You forgot. You locked me in the dungeon in the Spire, and you forgot, and I died in the dark!”

“The Spire?” the man replied. Imogen heard the others behind her.

“Cole, stop,” Solas commanded. The Templar took advantage of his hesitance and ran.

“Cole,” Imogen said gently, reaching out but not quite touching him. “He didn't kill you, he killed the human Cole. You came to him, as a spirit, to give him comfort at the end. He was not you, not the way you are now.”

“A broken body, bloody, banged on the stone. Guts gripping in the dark, dank. A captured apostate. They threw him into the dungeon in the Spire at Val Royeaux. They forgot about him, and he starved to death.”

“Yes,” Imogen said. He turned to her, his watery blue eyes boring into hers with all the power a fully realized spirit possessed. “And you crossed the Veil to help. But you couldn't make food out of nothing, so all you could give him was yourself. Your compassion. You became him when he was gone. Cole.”

“Let me kill him back. I need to.”

Imogen cupped his face in her hands, the Anchor flaring against his skin as it touched the Fade within him. “No, baby. That won't help you.”

“Then what do I do?”

“You need to forgive him.”

“What?” Varric sputtered. “He can't just forgive the man who killed him!”

“You can't,” Solas said. “But Cole is a spirit. His nature works differently.”

“Stop it, both of you,” Imogen snapped. She focused back on Cole. “Make him forget, it will remove the ties that bind you together. You will remain you, and he will no longer carry the pain of his guilt. Can you feel it? Cole, concentrate. Can you feel his pain?”

“'Don't worry, we'll erase his records'. They clap him on the shoulder, smell of oiled metal and blood. They smile at him like Louis did when he made him drown the kittens...”

“Go to him Cole. Help him. He's in pain, and you are a spirit of Compassion.”

She let him go and watched as he disappeared down the path the Templar had run. Varric was staring at her like she'd fallen from the sky – always that look, she thought idly – while Solas looked at her more pensively. She wondered if he guessed that she'd taken his words and spoken them herself.

“I hope you know what you're doing,” Varric muttered.

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My #1 post of 2022

Dash did a thing.

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yolebrat · 1 year

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WIP Whenever - Mammon commission

I was tagged by @dreadfutures

Tagging @haverdoodles| @mogwaei | @midorisa and anyone else who wants to show a wip!

#my wip art

#my art wip #wip #illustration

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pikapeppa · 3 years

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WIP Wednesday

[singing] FOR THE FIRST TIME IN FOREVER...🎶😂 I am participating in a WIP meme! Thanks to those who have kept on tagging me despite my Dumblr inactivity - most recently @little-lightning-lavellan @elveny @ashalle-art @varric-tethras-editor @in-arlathan. I love and admire every single one of you!

A couple of WIP bits to share today. From the chapter of Inadvisable (professor Solas AU) that I just posted today -- Abelas and Athera being adorkable:

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Abelas sidled into the kitchen. “Do you find older men attractive?”

Athera’s heart jammed itself in her throat. “What?” she squeaked.

He frowned. “I apologize. That was blunt. There was… a remark made during the evening that I have been thinking about. So I wondered whether you find older men to be attractive.”

Spirits save her, her face felt like it was melting. She swallowed nervously before replying. “N-not like as a rule or a fetish or anything. But, um, there are some older men who are attractive. Like you!” she said brightly. “But you’re not attractive because you’re older, you’re just attractive because you’re, um, attractive.”

“I see,” he said slowly. His expression was thoughtful now instead of being so focused on her, and she exhaled slowly, relieved at having gotten through that minefield of a question.

She placed a clean dish into the second sink and picked up another one, then shot Abelas a sideways look. “What was the remark? The one that made you think?”

“Tamaris commented that some women find older men to be attractive, and that some couples take advantage of their age differences to enhance their sex lives.”

Tamaris, Athera thought darkly. I am going to murder her tomorrow.

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And from Until We Meet Again, my Geralt of Rivia x Reader fic: Geralt brooding about having to go to a formal party.

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“Where are you going tomorrow night?” you ask.

Geralt sighs. “A masquerade out at the Vegelbud place.”

“A masquerade?” you say in surprise. “Like a masquerade ball?”

“Mhm,” he grunts. “My favourite.”

You smile. “Oh yes. I forgot how much you love the bragging and the small talk with pretentious noblemen.”

“Mm,” he grumbles. “Don’t forget wearing a doublet. Really looking forward to dressing up like a trained monkey.”

His voice is utterly flat with sarcasm, and you can’t help but laugh. “Oh, Geralt. I’m sorry. I wish I could help.”

“You could pretend to be a witcher and go for me,” he suggests.

You laugh again at the thought of trying to impersonate someone so unique as Geralt. “I’m not quite sure I can pull off your charming scowl.”

“Charming scowl, huh?” he drawls. “What happened to me smiling like sunshine?”

Funnily enough, he is smiling now, and your heart is feeling warmed as though by the sun. You giggle and fondly pat his arm. “That too. There’s no imitating that smile.”

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Tagging back to all the loves who tagged me, and forward to @crackinglamb @johaeryslavellan @cartadwarfwithaheartofgold @mrscullensrutherford @mythicaitt @mogwaei @charlatron @alyssalenko @kittynomsdeplume @hollyand-writes @musetta3 @lethendralis-paints and anyone else who sees this and is in the mood to share!! ❤🥰

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johaerys-writes · 8 months

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WIP Wednesday

It's that time of the week! Now that I'm back from vacations I've been working on the next chapter of you're a walking disaster and yet-, which is very close to being finished (but augh, the heartbreak):

“So this is how it’s going to be now? You’ll just sit there by yourself and not talk to anybody?”

Patroclus glances up at Achilles, his humble lunch of bread and cheese forgotten in his hands. The sun blinds him and hurts his eyes. Achilles is glaring at him, arms folded before his chest. His eyes are hard and his jaw is set, a muscle playing at his temple.

“Not anybody,” Patroclus says. “Just you.”

“Well, too fucking bad, you’re talking to me right now. So just give up the act, okay? It isn’t funny anymore.”

Patroclus' anger flares hot. The fucking mouth on him. “Get out of my face, Achilles.”

Achilles tsks, planting his feet even more firmly on the ground. “What did I even say to you, huh? What did I say? I just said—”

Patroclus doesn’t wait to hear the rest of it. He shoves his lunch back in his bag and gets up. Recess will be over soon anyway, he doesn’t have time for this pointless conversation.

Achilles catches his arm.

“Why are you being like this?” he asks, his voice hard, but Patroclus thinks he can detect a sharp and desperate edge there. “I told you I didn’t mean it like that. If you’d stayed for just one minute…”

The words peter out into nothingness. When Patroclus doesn’t turn around to look at him, he lets out a shaky sigh. “Pat, come on,” he whispers. “Please.”

This is the moment, Patroclus thinks. The moment to take the hair tie off his wrist and toss it at his feet, to trample it in the dust for good measure, to pay him back with the same coin. It would be so good if he could do that. It would only be fair. It would make him feel so much better about… all of this.

The moment the thought crosses his mind, he knows it for the lie it is. He can’t do it. Can’t find it in his heart to cross that line. Maybe he’s just a coward deep down, soft and weak like his father always told him, but he doesn’t want to hurt Achilles, not even in retaliation. Whatever twisted fantasy he had of doing that tastes bitter now that he’s near him. Hurting him would only hurt Patroclus more. And deep down he knows that even though Achilles didn’t keep his promise, Patroclus is still so desperate to hold onto his own. So desperate for this, for him, that it shames him.

“I have to go,” he mutters, before he can lose his nerve. He slips free of Achilles’ grasp and hurries back to the classroom, with minutes until the end of recess to spare.

Tagging forth to @baejax-the-great @juliafied @vimlos @pinkfadespirit @elveny @mogwaei @figsandphiltatos @mary-aries @pikapeppa @midnightprelude @annalyia @gloriesunsung @darlingpoppet @darlingsart @elemmacil @peggy-sue-reads-a-book @crunchyncrumbly @sketchass @cosmicvoidance and anyone else who would like to share a snippet of their work, art or fic! (No pressure as always of course, this is just me saying hi 😁)

#wip wednesday #patrochilles #tsoa #the song of achilles #hades game #the iliad #achilles #patroclus #johaerys writes

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fiadhaisteach · 3 years

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Things I’ve Read This Week* - 2021.10.16

New Stories

Trio AU, even afraid, we build our home by apfelgranate (@notenoughdragons) & bluebeholder (@wanderingnork) - {Solas/F!Adaar/F!Adaar} - 4,635 words - complete

Salt, Flesh, Heat by hes5thlazarus (@5lazarus) - Solas/Iron Bull - 2,105 words - complete

BTV Artober 2021 by raven4138 (@drag-on-age) - Solas/F!Lavellan - 5,343 words - WIP

The Sound of Steel on Stone, ⚜️In the Wolf's Shadow, ⚜️Lost Elf by lavellan22 - Solas/F!Lavellan - 8,922 words - 1st work complete, last work & series WIP

Rereads

In Another World by fenkyuubi (@fenkyuubi) - Solas/F!Lavellan - 81,513 words - complete

The Dread Wolf's Heart, ⚜️The Dread Wolf's Heart, ️⚜️Sanctuary, ️⚜️Subtle by Feynite (@feynites) - Solas/F!Lavellan - 186,784 words - complete

All the Time Before Us by bluebeholder (@wanderingnork) & art by apfelgranate (@notenoughdragons) - {Solas/F!Adaar/F!Adaar} - 6,911 - complete

The Sound of Steel on Stone, The Fresco by lavellan22 - Solas/F!Lavellan - 1,948 words - complete

Tumblr (re)Reads

What happens to Dog if the Warden dies fighting the Archdemon? prompt by @blue-eyed-jenna - Falon the mabari & friends

Subscription Updates

Lingrean Rosal'sule'din, The Future Is Not Yet Set In Stone by angelslaugh (@skyerie) - Dorian & F!Lavellan, F!Lavellan/F!Warden, past?Solas/F!Lavellan (Ch. 63-65)

Wicked Things, What a Wicked Game to Play by Cracking Lamb (@crackinglamb) - Solas/MGiT (Ch. 51-52)

Unwritten by UnrealRomance - Solas/MGiT (Ch. 226-227)

Emerald Eyes Amidst Golden Vows - Bound Brighter by Elysia45 (@emerald-amidst-gold) - Solas/M!Lavellan (Ch. 13)

The Well by SerialChillr (@serial-chillr) - Abelas/F!Lavellan (Ch. 5)

Love, Delivered by beaubashley (@beaubartley) - Solas/F!Lavellan (Ch. 8)

Scars of Light by Kallypso (@kallypsowrites) - The Darkling|Kirigan/Alina (Ch. 55-56)

beware the forest at night, when there are miles left to go, the forest is dark and deep and i've seen you here before by victoriousscarf (@victoriousscarf) - Solas/M!Lavellan (Ch. 171-172)

Vena Eolas: The Journey of an Elvhen Spirit, Sule Tael Tasalal - Until We Meet Again by faerieavalon (@faerieavalon) - {Solas/OFC, Felassan/OFC} (Ch. 69)

She's Lived a Good Life by Kinako - MCiT (Ch. 20)

Dreams, In Waking Dreams by AParisianShakespearean (@a-shakespearean-in-paris) - Cullen/F!Trevelyan (Ch. 88)

Into the Cosmos, Into the Chaos by Pakhet (@shiver-the-tiefling) - {MGiT~MBiT, Solas/MGiT, Solas~MBiT} (Ch. 82)

Til It Squeaks: A Modern Girl's Take on Thedas, Twist Some More by CrackingLamb (@crackinglamb) - Solas/MGiT (Ch. 33)

The DA Alternate Universe Chronicles, Vir'vhen'an by RogueLioness (@roguelioness) - Solas/F!Lavellan (Ch. 3)

✔️ All the Time Before Us by bluebeholder (@wanderingnork) & art by apfelgranate (@notenoughdragons) - {Solas/F!Adaar/F!Adaar} (Ch. 2), complete

Bloodied & Broken World State, Bloodied and Broken, Rogasha'ghi'lan (The Brave Guide) by youworeblue (@dreadfutures) - Solas/F!Lavellan (Ch. 13)

lover, your back is bruised from what you carry, In the face of your light by noverture (@noverturemusings) - Solas/M!Lavellan, past Dirthamen/M!Lavellan (Ch. 101)

Just Like Fire by CrackingLamb (@crackinglamb) - Solas/F!Lavellan (Ch. 16)

Echoes Across Time by JLHall (@jlhallares) - Solas/MGiT (Ch. 235)

Shameless With a Side of Egg and Noodles by Cease_Sphire (@csphire) - Varric/MGiT (the slowest of burns), also Solas/MGiT, M!Hawke/MGiT (Ch. 8-9)

The Guardian by HumblePeasant (@mogwaei) - Solas/OFC, Dorian/M!Lavellan (Ch. 149)

Coiling Time by Enceladus (EspressoComfort) (@espressocomfort) - Solas/MGiT (Ch. 28)

» 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.

*TIRTW & can recommend (previous weeks & TIRTW Key/Legend)

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