#snuffes

[lornaka]

sighs loudly as i hit play on the first episode of the bad batch FINE LORNA ILL WATCH IT GOD

[maggins]

OH SHIT I READ THIS MANGA I DIDNT KNOW IT HAD AN ANIME i'm so excited to be able to relate to a white haired boy of yours!!

LMAO LETS GOOO I’m actually also reading the manga rn since it felt like the anime was actually Very Short in comparison sooo yeah im looking forward to see/read all the stuff that didn’t get adapted 👀

[kleptotello]

i salute you for keeping this ship afloat, godspeed

[pearwaldorf]

i enjoy following you so much but fuck me all these posts thirsting for denmark's goofy uncle mads are making me laugh so fucking hard

hahahaha happy to entertain?

This totally reminds me of this one episode of Frasier where Daphne’s brother from Manchester comes to visit, and Roz is completely charmed by his “classy” accent and Frasier and Niles are like “whut”. I can’t find a clip but I assure you the comparison is apt.

[snuffles-groovy-doghouse]

@doodlebat made me a smol Padfoot

[ponacopuck]

I commissioned the always awesome @snuffes for a drawing of my Inquisitor Alwyne being easily held back from a fight by Iron Bull. I love everything about this. From Bull’s tiny smirk to Alwyne’s flailing feet. It is the literal best and definitely not the only time this exact thing happened with these two. Did I mention how much I love this? 😍 Cause I love it

[lafaiette]

I commissioned this gorgeous, astounding Solavellan artwork from @snuffes: she was absolutely great to work with and her art and talent are fantastic! Look at those clothes, AT THOSE MAGNIFICENT COLORS ;_;

I commissioned a happy ending for Solas and my Scarlet Lavellan: they are happily married, dancing at their marriage party ( ´ ▽ ` )

This is actually part of a fic I’m writing - I included a short snippet below to accompany @snuffes‘ gorgeous work.

“Come. Dance with me, my love.” He brushes his mouth against hers, whispering: “The band won’t stop playing for a long time, today.”

Scarlet’s heart beats faster and she’s sure the flowers she created for Solas are enchanted, because their color gets more vivid. The flower crown on her head is emitting a soothing warmth and she realizes that’s Solas’ enchantment, the one that shows what he is feeling.

Some people are already dancing at the center of the glade, a slow, intimate dance suitable for a marriage; she never danced this dance before and Solas moves a bit awkwardly too at first, but then they find a good rhythm and she tucks her head in the crook of his neck, inhaling his perfume.

Solas presses his cheek on her temple and he plants a kiss on it and her forehead every few minutes.

They sway in each other’s arms and even though Scarlet has just one, she does what she can with it: she rests it upon Solas’ heart, feeling his excited heartbeat, and his hand immediately moves to cover it, while the hand on the small of her back squeezes her harder.

She feels like she is in a dream again and panic briefly rises in her chest; she subconsciously knows this is not a dream, she can feel it, but she needs to be sure or she will go insane. She can’t see Solas’ eyes, now, not like during the ceremony, and that doesn’t help calm her down.

“Solas…” she murmurs and he must sense that something is off, because he holds her closer, his safe embrace tighter than before.

“Ma sa’lath.” he says, worried. “What is wrong?”

“This is not a dream, right?” She swallows. Breathing suddenly feels so hard and the tears in her eyes are not good tears now. “We are not… We are not dreaming, right?”

“No, ma vhenan. This is real. Please, do not fear. You must never feel scared again.” His voice is soothing, calm, but also absolutely confident and almost heated. “Breathe deeply. Feel the humming of magic in the air. Listen to the music. Feel the grass underneath your feet.”

She does so, slowly, one step at a time, but she is still scared. She opens her eyes, wishing to look at him, and then she sees it: her wedding ring, shining under the sunlight, visible between his beautiful fingers.

Serenity and peace come back into her heart and she looks up at him, smiling brightly. Solas is smiling back and they kiss again before returning to their original positions to continue dancing.

“Oh, Solas!” she sobs happily, nuzzling his neck. “I’m so happy!”

His voice is shaky with laughter and joyous tears at the same time when he replies: “As am I, vhenan.” He presses another kiss just above her eyebrow.

“Ar lath, ma vhenan.” she says, still swaying in his arms, and his voice full of love reassures her again:

“Ar lath, ma vhenan.”

[big-ass-magnet]

💌

God where do I even START. Right now it’s TAZ, obviously, but also there’s also just this general sense of acceptance and appreciation that feeds my lonely lonely soul.