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**This was done for the 10 Days and 10 Nights in MysMe Hell challenge; it was written over the course of 11 energy-drink fueled days. It has been edited but it is still a collection of individual drabbles to tell an overarching story.**
Someone would have to be in a very bad place or almost criminally gullible to go to a stranger's address. You are the former. Nothing feels like it's going right in your life. You're in a rut, personally, professionally... in all ways. So when you get a suspicious message, you go for it... and find yourself caught up in a world that seems straight out of one of your over-wrought stories. But what you find there makes the whole ordeal worth it... more than worth it.
You tried to escape the darkness, and in so doing, you found the sun.
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Just another elf come to serve the Inquisition... That's what you hope to be, anyway. But you're an elf with a secret, and a little bit too much pride to just blend in peacefully.
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After Wisdom had gone, I hadn’t been sure that Solas would ever return. In time, he did, offering no more explanation than to say, I could hardly abandon you now. Even then the word seemed to catch in my ear. Now. Maybe once before and perhaps one day soon, but not just yet. On that point I had no illusions. Solas was not a man to promise forever, though he was afraid of dying alone.
Chapters 68 through 82 cover the Protect Clan Lavellan war table mission, the canon story resumes with chapter 83.
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Bookmarked by Adlya
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This is one of the best Solavellan fics in existence. All who like Solas need to read!
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flower/ink by timeforgetsyou
Fandoms: Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age - All Media Types
26 Apr 2020
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Well, I guess I wrote that silly tattoo artist/florist AU that was making its round on tumblr. I don't know, you guys.
Lavellan is struggling to make it from tattoo apprentice to tattoo artist, and in the meantime she's stuck tattooing flaming skulls and infinity symbols on the inside of eighteen-year-old girls' wrists. Not to mention her favorite Peruvian chicken place just got replaced with a /florist's./ Everything is the worst, everyone is awkward, everyone drinks coffee and adjusts their plastic-rimmed glasses.
