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kiwicidios · 1 year
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☆ ͡ ݂ ۫ . ( 𝕳𝖔𝖙 ) ֹ . 🦴🦷
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crowstormx · 2 years
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Oii, eu amo seu blog! Sério, os layouts são todos lindos demais. Será que você podia fazer um layout do Nath de gatinho, por favor? Desde já obrigada 💕💕
oioii, fico feliz q goste <3 fiz esses aqui :)
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chaislynarchive · 3 days
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chaislyn. messy headers
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mxanigel · 2 months
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An affliction I can't cure
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a Dragon Age fanfic
[Read on AO3]
A simple mission to investigate reports of darkspawn activity ends in disaster and changes Neri's life forever. They never named how they felt for Anders. They thought they had more time. Now, it's too late. Yet Neri must somehow continue serving as Amaranthine's arlen and Ferelden's Warden-Commander despite their soul spiraling into despair.
Prologue: this is the way the world ends
Nathaniel senses something amiss on their darkspawn scouting mission. He isn't prepared for what he discovers when he returns to camp.
Rating: M
Relationships: Anders/Surana, eventual Nathaniel Howe/Surana (it's complicated)
Additional Tags: Angst, Love and Loss, Grief, Self-Doubt, Agender Character, Vigil's Keep
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���There’s no place for me here. There’s no place for me anywhere.”
“Andraste’s ass, listen to me when I’m talking to you!” Nathaniel steps forward and then freezes as Anders’s skin crackles with blue energy.
“I told you, don’t come any closer!” He stares at the ground, then at his hands, visibly shaking.
“I need to know what happened! Talk to me, Anders. Please.”
“I don’t know! This wasn’t what I wanted. I never—” He groans, clutching his blood-stained hands to his head.
Nathaniel extends a hand toward him. “Take a deep breath. Walk me through it. When we report to Neri—”
“No! I won’t… I can’t go back.”
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fyodcrs · 2 years
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Rainy season ✧˖°
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jnefiy · 2 years
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maddiesflame · 2 years
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Empire of Desire headers
like/reblog if saved © maddiesflame
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yuugen-benni · 10 months
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"Shame...? No.''
Summary: Genshin and BSD characters with a S/o who never gets embarrassed/never blushes at anything
Note: It's totally SFW, nothing explicit with neutral writing (''you'' = reader, ''they/them'' = for the characters)
The Header is not mine! credits to the owner
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Oh the war has started. Intentionally or not, many people are intimidated and at the same time embarrassed in their presence (either by his looks or his personality, you choose) and it became a diversion. Before and after you became lovers, they tried in every way - sometimes drastic - to get your attention and see a little pink in your treats, like entering the room while you were changing, kabedon you, kissing you in public….and the list goes on. In all these attempts, you just seemed calm and with a small smile…After these failures will they ever stop trying ? Probably not…
▪️ Osamu Dazai, Nikolai G., Mark Twain, Fitzgerald, Piano Man, Teruko Okura, Doc, Albatross ▫️ Arataki Itto, Kaeya, Kamisato Ayato, Shikanoin Heizou, Tartaglia
They want so much to be just like you. The poor thing is constantly teased and you think they can always keep themselfs together ? No. Maybe seeing you not caring about simple things that people are usually ashamed or shy about, like assuming the relationship in public (they always melts when you call him ''my lover/beloved''~) is…encouraging
▪️ Atsushi nakajima, E. A. Poe, Jun'ichirō Tanizaki, Gin, Mizuki Tsujimura, Lucy M. M., Karma ▫️ Gorou, Collei, Amber, Layla, Sucrouse
They look up to you, as to them it demonstrates a trait of self-confidence and honesty that you can express yourself well and feel comfortable with who you are, although it's also fun to see how you can't be bothered by almost anything while a simple surprise kiss leaves them speechless
▪️ Doppo Kunikida (And blushing harder), Yukichi Fukuzawa, Ryūrō Hirotsu, Lipp Man, Ango Sakaguchi, Sakunosuke Oda ▫️ Zhongli, Baizhu, Kaveh, Xingqiu, Shenhe, Mona, Kuki Shinobu, Jean
They are the indifferent ones…or at least they pretend
▪️ Ryūnosuke Akutagawa, Ice Man, Nathaniel H. , Mushitarō Oguri, Chuuya Nakahara ▫️ Xiao, Wanderer, Tighnari, Diluc, Cyno, Ningguang, Keqing, Kujou Sara
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ephemic · 1 year
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castiel | nathaniel | armin | lysandre | kentin
Headers que combinam: feitas por splendarte
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sugar-phoenix · 9 months
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un-satyr.
I decided to swallow my perfectionism and just write out a short story without making it special or anything, just writing all the parts that I wanted to write and finishing. I might edit/add more but honestly I'm pretty happy with what I wrote and I wanted to share it.
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tw: gore/violence, mentions of blood + wounds + pelting + pain
Sitting on the riverbank, I carefully brushed my platinum locks. They fell over my shoulders in strands, and on all sides of my head. I hated having my hair cut. If I could, I would wrap them around my horns to keep them out of my eyes. 
But I didn’t have horns.
I dipped my hooves into the water, and continued straightening out my hair until it no longer looked like I had tossed and turned all night. Only my family and the village doctor knew I had been suffering from terrible migraines. It was one more defect to add to my list of flaws. One more reason why I didn't belong. I hoped to hide my problems from the rest of the world.
Alas, brushing your hair out did not fix the dark circles under your eyes, and against my sickeningly pale skin, it was wildly obvious I was losing sleep.
I frowned as I felt a painful throb inside my skull. Why was I born this way? Blindingly white, horn-less, and now, having terrible migraines. Instead of being a regular, normal satyr, I was the village abomination.
I rose from the riverbank to walk.
The smell of the lavender field cleared my migraines a little bit and made it better. Here, I was further from the village, from the feeling of being out of place. Here, I belonged.
I laid in the grass and rested. 
And then they began to pelt me.
Younglings, picking up pebbles and throwing them at me. Telling me I was a freak, a monster. Taunting me with their little nubs of horns on their heads.
Although nobody had ever outright expressed their distaste of me in the village (fae such as us were loath to express anything that might make us seem ungraceful), the behavior of the children spoke volumes of what they thought of me. I rose from the lavender field. A pebble struck my forehead. I ran, blood dripping down my face.
The pain was immense. I clutched my forehead in bed, gently bandaged by my mother, and screamed as my father sent for the village doctor. It didn’t hurt this much initially, yet ever since I came home, the pain had only steadily increased. I struggled to hold still as the doctor unwrapped my bandage, checked my forehead, and reported nothing out of the ordinary. The pain was merely a product of the concussion combined with my migraines. Nonetheless, he re-bandaged it, and gave me a potion that was sure to knock me out as cold as a corpse.
I slept.
I woke up free of the pain that plagued me only hours ago, to a dry, crusty pillowcase. It was stained a deep, dark red. I gasped, and jumped up from my bed to inspect my wound in the mirror. 
My reflection’s eyes stared back at me, the eyebags underneath them gone. My skin glowed, pale as ever, yet it was… sparkling? The hair that fell around the wound was caked red, yet the rest of my hair flowed flawlessly. In between my bangs, I saw something else. Something new.
Ivory and pearlescent, it tore out of the bandages that had unknowingly held it back. A single, solitary horn.
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dividers by @cafekitsune here. Header is Young Lady with Roses by The Bank of a Lake, Nathaniel Sichel, from this post here.
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crowstormx · 2 years
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Oii, vc teria alguma header que combinasse com esse icon? Obrigada, adoro seu perfil <333
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oii, eu tenho esses aqui:
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archxngxl · 10 months
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Hello and welcome to my rules! Please read these before interacting with my blog!
Highly selective , Mutuals only! 
This is a +18 / +21 blog. Mature and Dark themes will be present. Dark themes can be a part of the characters backstory, and can be explored in threads but I never go too far with them and expect the same from partners. 
Triggers are: rape, dubcon, incest/stepcest, anything taboo, ddlg or anything like that, extreme gore etc.
Genres present here: Crime, Supernatural, Dystopian, Fantasy, Historical. Historical and Fantasy plots are carried out in my side blog! 
I will not write with muses or muns under 21.
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I usually follow back once we’ve had some sort of interaction, so please answer open starters and send memes!
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This is not a smut blog. While smut is present here, it's not that important to me. I care more about writing plots, developing character relationships etc. I am completely okay with fading to black / skipping those scenes.
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I write fxf, fxm, fxnb, nbxnb etc. However, I am selective with MxM ships and will not write smut for them.
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catty-words · 1 month
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Every. Single. Time. I see your header it makes me laugh. oh nathaniel u twat INDEED. 💛
it still gives me a good chuckle, too. the gift that keeps on giving!
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sulky-valkyrie · 1 year
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happy friday / dadwc sulky! i just noticed your. pasta header. anyway, for a prompt, something serious for Anders/Justice or Anders/Nathaniel Howe: "things you said that I wish you hadn’t"?
Thanks! Here it is for those who don't use tumblr on the desktop and want to know wtf Syrup speaks of:
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And now, without further ado, for @dadrunkwriting 1200 serious words of Nate & Anders & Justice
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Just a quick trip to Amaranthine to give Aura the rest of Ser Pounce-a-Lot’s supplies, Anders had said.  And bringing Justice because she's fond of him in her own way.  Be back by sundown at the latest.
It was midnight now, with no sign of him.  Nathaniel had checked the entire keep twice, once mid-afternoon, and again after dinner before leaving instructions that the sentries let him know the moment Anders returned and then had gone off to pace the library.  The fortress felt downright oppressive now that the Aedan had been summoned to Weisshaupt and Warden Constable Kader had been assigned to Ferelden in the interim.
Nothing against him personally, of course.  No, that was a lie.  Getting rid of Anders' cat had been the start of a series of 'Change for Change's Sake' decisions to bring home the point that Aedan wasn't in charge anymore.  Allowing Rolan to Join had been a mistake, and they'd all argued against it, and perhaps if they hadn't been so vocal in their protests, he wouldn't have grumbled about backwater Fereldans who don't trust their own order and too-soft predecessors who let everyone run roughshod over him.
Nathaniel supposed that, to his mind, the Wardens needed all the bodies they could get to clear out the Thaw, and after King Alistair’s success at using smites against emissaries, he wanted more Templars in the ranks.  Former Templars, Kader had admonished Anders for his vehemence.  They're leaving the Chantry for this and you will work with them like any other brother or sister in arms. 
Anders has been so pissed off that Nate had needed to cover his mouth and drag him from Kader's office.  He had every right to be furious, given the Chantry's attitude toward apostates in general and Anders in particular, but summoning a lightning storm in the acting Commander's office wouldn't help his argument.  Nate had tried to explain to him that night that he needed to pick his battles, that Kader's decision had been made and fighting with him now wouldn't help, but it only made his anger worse.
It's not a battle I have a choice in! Anders had snarled right before stomping out of their shared quarters.  Rolan wants me dead, and you want me to just, just, wait for him to try?  What sweet fucking vindication we'll have when there's a sword in my chest!
They hadn't shared a bed since.  In fact, they'd barely spoken in the last two weeks, except to discuss the duty roster.  Nathaniel missed him.  Not just the sex, but everything else.  The fact that Anders had gone out of his way that morning to tell him he was leaving had given him hope that this rift between them was mending, but now, hours after his expected return, it only made him worry.  He'd wanted someone to know where he was.  To look for him if he disappeared. Nathaniel checked Anders' corner room again, then the clinic, then the barracks.  No Anders.
Also, more concerningly, no Rolan.
When had he last seen him?  Was it before or after Anders left?  Didn't matter.
He didn't remember making the decision to leave, or saddling up a horse, or riding out, just suddenly found himself already on the road, looking desperately for any sign of Anders or Rolan.  He was about to give up when the faint smell of burning hair caught his attention.  He followed it carefully, guiding the horse off the highway and through the trees until it refused to go any further, then tied its reins to a tree and kept going on foot.  The moonlight was enough that he could see a clearing up ahead.  As he picked his way closer through the underbrush, the reek of fire and smoke gave way to the stench of battle; blood, offal, and the lingering electrical smell of too much magic.  
Nathaniel steeled his nerves and took a slow deep breath.  Anders and Justice were probably dead, and probably surrounded by Templar and Warden corpses.  They'd fight tooth and nail rather than surrender, and, realistically, Rolan would never have given them the option.  It was going to be awful to see, but someone had to.  And he owed Anders that much.
He pushed through the last few trees and bushes and stopped, aghast: he'd been prepared for a battlefield, but a massacre.  Charred body parts were strewn about like macabre Satinalia decorations: littering the ground, hanging from branches, and, in at least two instances, bones had gone through tree trunks.  Blood and shit were splattered on everything, and what little grass remained had been scorched and trampled. 
The only figure not obviously missing a limb was Anders himself. He was on his hands and knees, and retching.  There was an enormous wound in his back closing up before Nate's eyes as he neared.  When his boot crunched something (please let it be a twig and not a body part), Anders' head jerked up, revealing a mouth full of blood.
“What have you done?” Nate winced as soon as the words left his mouth.  That wasn't the question he meant to ask, but those bloodstained teeth and haunted eyes had been too much of a shock.
Anders wiped his mouth with a filthy soot-covered sleeve and stood up unsteadily.  “They started it.”
Nate spun in a slow circle, trying to examine the carnage clinically.  "And you finished it.  Where's Justice?"
He laughed harshly, an ugly rasping cackle that sent shivers down Nate's spine.  "Why do you think they attacked me?"
It took several seconds for the implications of Anders' words to make sense.  "He's . . . you're . . . he's inside you?"
"We are one."  Cracks of blue light spread across Anders' skin as Justice’s voice boomed out from his mouth.
Nate felt sick.  This wasn't right.  None of it was.  From Templars joining the order, to then trying to kill Anders, to Anders and Justice's spirited self-defense, pun horribly intended, to this?  His lover (though perhaps former lover was more accurate) willingly becoming possessed?
"You have to go."  It was the wrong thing to say, but it was the only thing he could say.  "Kader isn't going to - if Aedan was here, this would never have happened."
Justice frowned.  "He is a man of honor, and we simply defended ourselves."
"No," Nate said, shaking his head and stepping close enough that the energy crackling off of the abomination made the hair on his arms stand up.  "You literally tore them apart, and their blood is on your lips.  This is unnatural and inhuman, and he'll execute you for it."  He cupped his cheek with one hand, and the contact made his skin tingle.  "There's no safety in the Grey Wardens for you, not anymore, maybe there never was."  He glanced around the clearing again.  "I'll cover this up, say I couldn't find you, suggest Rolan probably killed you then deserted, but you have to go.  Now."
The blue light faded away as Anders' knees buckled and he sagged against Nate’s chest.  "They started it," he said again, plaintive and angry.  He spat blood on the ground then stepped out of Nate’s arms.  "I'd ask for a kiss goodbye, but . . ." he trailed off.  "For whatever it's worth, I didn't want to be right.  Tell them I'm sorry."
He felt hollow inside.  "I can't, you're dead."
"I suppose I am."  Anders pulled his tattered robes tighter as he turned to walk out of the clearing.
"Where are you - Anders, what are you going to do?"
Anders paused but didn't look back.  "You can't have it both ways, Nate.  Go home, let me die in peace."
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randomestfandoms-ocs · 7 months
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Putting it below the cut!! I’ve tried to update it from the list I made way back when but I’m sure I’ve missed some 🥺😭 I’m sorry in advance if mobile makes the format wonky I will pretty-ify it after work to have headers and bullet points and a nice setup I just didn’t want to wait 4 hours 🥺
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shanti-ashant-hai · 1 year
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Whats the name of the ship in your header, it looks interesting
OK SO ITS ACTUALLY FROM THE BOOK 'SORCERY OF THORNS' BY MARGARET ROGERSON THAT IM READING AT THE MOMENT
THE GIRL IS ELISABETH, A 6'3 NERDY BOOKWORM AND AN ABSOLUTE QUEEN
THE BOY IS NATHANIEL THORN LOML WHO IS A SARCASTIC KING AND IS CANONICALLY BI
AND THERES A DEMON SERVANT NAMED SILAS WHO IS MY POOR LITTLE MEOW MEOW
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