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winebearcat
winebearcat
@winebearcat.bsky.social
4 months ago
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Wrote some spicy #nanders for a friend :3

archiveofourown.org/works/72986586

#dragonage #anders #nathanielhowe

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Wankaworm (commissions are so open)
Wankaworm (commissions are so open)
@wankaworm.bsky.social
1 year ago
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It was unfair! Anders was attractive and he was pleasant to be around, when he wanted to be, and he could do this thing with his hands that made people scream, in a positive way, and he was funny, and he was attractive! Therefore, people should like him more and he should get to do something about his raging hard on aside from running off from the one person he really wanted to shove it in the mouth of. He slammed the door closed and shoved his back to it, letting himself slide down it. He wanted to cry. He wanted to touch himself. He wanted to rush back out there and grab that piece of shit by his stupid little goatee and drag him back into this room, tear off their silly little armor sets, and sit on his face. He’d backed himself into a corner.

It was unfair! Anders was attractive and he was pleasant to be around, when he wanted to be, and he could do this thing with his hands that made people scream, in a positive way, and he was funny, and he was attractive! Therefore, people should like him more and he should get to do something about his raging hard on aside from running off from the one person he really wanted to shove it in the mouth of. He slammed the door closed and shoved his back to it, letting himself slide down it. He wanted to cry. He wanted to touch himself. He wanted to rush back out there and grab that piece of shit by his stupid little goatee and drag him back into this room, tear off their silly little armor sets, and sit on his face. He’d backed himself into a corner.

Anders was known for many things, but thinking things through was not one of them. He snatched up the bow and collapsed once more, in Nathaniel’s bed instead of his own. Lying on his stomach, he slipped his leg in between the bow and the bowstring, pulling it up until it was at his hip. He was straight and narrow, Maker, he even had feathers! And, if Nathaniel found out what he was doing with his bow, he would be shot too. He spread his labia with one hand and slid the… grip -it was the part that Nathaniel put his hand on and that made it the grip, he’d learned this – in between the inflamed mounds of flesh. This was what Nathaniel would hold when he took aim. His hand would touch Anders’ wetness, the scent would transfer to Nathaniel’s callouses. Anders shivered. Nathaniel would smell his cunt, he would smell of his cunt, it was like a secret mark he could put on Nathaniel.

Anders was known for many things, but thinking things through was not one of them. He snatched up the bow and collapsed once more, in Nathaniel’s bed instead of his own. Lying on his stomach, he slipped his leg in between the bow and the bowstring, pulling it up until it was at his hip. He was straight and narrow, Maker, he even had feathers! And, if Nathaniel found out what he was doing with his bow, he would be shot too. He spread his labia with one hand and slid the… grip -it was the part that Nathaniel put his hand on and that made it the grip, he’d learned this – in between the inflamed mounds of flesh. This was what Nathaniel would hold when he took aim. His hand would touch Anders’ wetness, the scent would transfer to Nathaniel’s callouses. Anders shivered. Nathaniel would smell his cunt, he would smell of his cunt, it was like a secret mark he could put on Nathaniel.

I said I was taking a break, I wrote this today. Anders fucking Nathaniel's bow for a DA Prompt Event!

archiveofourown.org/works/63126766

#dragonage #daa #nanders #anders #nathanielhowe #mywriting #fanfiction

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reg
reg
@redgi.bsky.social
1 year ago
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Fav Awakening boys (ft. Ser Pounce-a-lot 🐈)

#dragonage #nanders

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gabriel
gabriel
@mrgabel.bsky.social
1 year ago
A red haired man with freckles holding a cat in his hands, lips pursed to kiss her. But the cat is shoving his face away with her paws. The man's partner hugs him from behind and smiles delightfully about this.

A red haired man with freckles holding a cat in his hands, lips pursed to kiss her. But the cat is shoving his face away with her paws. The man's partner hugs him from behind and smiles delightfully about this.

#AndersWeek2025 - Tender Tuesday: Cats / Love / Safety

Anders deserves all the best (which are cats and Nathaniel)

[ #Anders • #NathanielHowe • #Nanders • #DragonAge2 • #DA2 • #ModernAu:BitterTea ]

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Wankaworm (commissions are so open)
Wankaworm (commissions are so open)
@wankaworm.bsky.social
1 year ago
preview of fic

preview of fic

“I’m looking for a set,” he explained to the large woman that owned the stall. She looked like she could bench press him. It made his knees weak. “Daggers, you know? Last time I was through I saw a cute little bear with these little bears on them?” “You fight with daggers?” the woman asked, cocking her head, looking at the gold embroidery on his robes. “Only if my teeth don’t do the trick,” he joked. It didn’t work. He thought it was funny. She pulled the daggers out from the display case all the same, laying them out in front of Anders. The bears were fearsome looking, over four squares where the yellow paint had mostly chipped off. The blades were slightly curved and recently sharpened and oiled, but it was clear that they were not new. Anders blinked at them, confused by why Nate would want something like this. “They’re used!” “They belonged to a noble family around here,” the woman explained, “They’re good for a fight and good as historical artifacts. Though the family fell to notoriety instead of heroics. That’s why they’re so cheap.” Cheap? Anders liked cheap. He looked at the price tag, a little parchment tag tied to the cross guard. They both had one and they were both the same price. “147 gold? For the pair?” Anders gasped, pulling up straight and staring at her, mouth hanging open. “I think you and I have a very different idea of cheap!”

“I’m looking for a set,” he explained to the large woman that owned the stall. She looked like she could bench press him. It made his knees weak. “Daggers, you know? Last time I was through I saw a cute little bear with these little bears on them?” “You fight with daggers?” the woman asked, cocking her head, looking at the gold embroidery on his robes. “Only if my teeth don’t do the trick,” he joked. It didn’t work. He thought it was funny. She pulled the daggers out from the display case all the same, laying them out in front of Anders. The bears were fearsome looking, over four squares where the yellow paint had mostly chipped off. The blades were slightly curved and recently sharpened and oiled, but it was clear that they were not new. Anders blinked at them, confused by why Nate would want something like this. “They’re used!” “They belonged to a noble family around here,” the woman explained, “They’re good for a fight and good as historical artifacts. Though the family fell to notoriety instead of heroics. That’s why they’re so cheap.” Cheap? Anders liked cheap. He looked at the price tag, a little parchment tag tied to the cross guard. They both had one and they were both the same price. “147 gold? For the pair?” Anders gasped, pulling up straight and staring at her, mouth hanging open. “I think you and I have a very different idea of cheap!”

“That’s what gets you going? The idea of me in chains?” Anders scoffed. Everything was moving so fast, too fast, and yet he wanted more. He wanted Nate inside of him. “You want to see me in the dungeons under your estate huh? Want to see me on your Daddy’s rack?” Nate slipped, cock jutting forward and hitting Anders in the stomach. A sore spot, or a hot spot. “You’re sick!” “I’ve been called worse. Don’t forget, Nate, I’m an apostate. Everything I do is against the law.” Another slip, this time lower, the cockhead striking Anders’ dry hole. It wasn’t the tightest it could be, Anders made do with fingers and bottles and the errant magical wand every once in a while, but nothing could compare to warm, thick flesh. That didn’t stop the process from being too dry to work though. “Don’t worry about prep, pretty boy,” Anders mocked. “Just spit on me. That’s what you’d do if I was in the stocks, right?” The world spun again and Anders was on both feet. His face was shoved up against the wall and he braced himself on his hands. Nate was a little bit shorter than him as were most, but Anders knew what to do about that, how to arch his back and stick his ass out. His skirt was pulled up again and a hand pulled one cheek, the one with a long white whip scar over it to the side. Goosebumps sprang out all over Anders and he flushed, ass as red as his face, when he realized that Nate was just standing there, staring at his hole. Then body hot spit struck his hole and he moaned, deep but quiet. They were, basically, in public, after all.

“That’s what gets you going? The idea of me in chains?” Anders scoffed. Everything was moving so fast, too fast, and yet he wanted more. He wanted Nate inside of him. “You want to see me in the dungeons under your estate huh? Want to see me on your Daddy’s rack?” Nate slipped, cock jutting forward and hitting Anders in the stomach. A sore spot, or a hot spot. “You’re sick!” “I’ve been called worse. Don’t forget, Nate, I’m an apostate. Everything I do is against the law.” Another slip, this time lower, the cockhead striking Anders’ dry hole. It wasn’t the tightest it could be, Anders made do with fingers and bottles and the errant magical wand every once in a while, but nothing could compare to warm, thick flesh. That didn’t stop the process from being too dry to work though. “Don’t worry about prep, pretty boy,” Anders mocked. “Just spit on me. That’s what you’d do if I was in the stocks, right?” The world spun again and Anders was on both feet. His face was shoved up against the wall and he braced himself on his hands. Nate was a little bit shorter than him as were most, but Anders knew what to do about that, how to arch his back and stick his ass out. His skirt was pulled up again and a hand pulled one cheek, the one with a long white whip scar over it to the side. Goosebumps sprang out all over Anders and he flushed, ass as red as his face, when he realized that Nate was just standing there, staring at his hole. Then body hot spit struck his hole and he moaned, deep but quiet. They were, basically, in public, after all.

Fulfilled the first #daprompt: apostate/almost caught/hybristophilia! Also my first time writing Nathaniel Howe (I don't know him, sorry) and, really, any Awakening content!

#dragonage #daa #dragonageawakening #nanders #nathanielhowe #anders #fanfiction #mywriting

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Robin Shilvadin 👨🏼‍🏫 🔬 🏳️‍🌈
Robin Shilvadin 👨🏼‍🏫 🔬 🏳️‍🌈
@shilvadin.bsky.social
1 year ago

No sé por qué será, pero espero que lo que sea pase pronto.
Mientras tanto, las y los #Nanders estamos aquí para sostenerte si lo necesitas.

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