That fanwriter

Hello tumblr fandoms!, I am a fanfic writer that had recently decided to try her luck around here, I write fanfics since I was ten, but English isn’t my first language, I am open for constructive criticism. Some of the couples I like and/will be writing in this blog are Dramiones(Harry Potter), Tomione(Harry Potter), St.Berry(Glee), Caella(Twilight), Zutara(Avatar), and maybe more, I am open for suggestions from other fandoms too.

[thatfanwritter]

A little tease for my new One-shot of Aokiri/Kirinung on AO3 ❤️❤️

Please guys, be sure to leave a comment there if you like it, so I might add some more of them in the future ☺️

Capter Bruises

“You’re insufferable,” she scoffed.

He chuckled softly, reaching over to gently brush a lock of hair behind her ear. His fingers trailed down her neck, causing goosebumps to rise along her skin. Despite herself, Kiri couldn't help but lean into his touch. "Maybe," he whispers, growing dangerously closer “But I know you love my visits…” He continues, leaning closer to her with a carefree smirk. “You like taking care of me…”

Blushing at his implications, she rolls her eyes while carefully applying the necessary ointments on his wounds. Her fingers traced carefully around a shallow cut at the corner of his lips, their eyes met, and Kiri felt that familial mischievous spark igniting between them once more.

Chuckling softly, Aonung caught her hand as she finished. “We could find other ways for you to patch me up,” he suggested with a smirk.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[thatfanwritter]

Another roleplay scenario I recently did with an certain character app, this time I tried to make it into a quick story but I am not 100% sure…

Kiri had slipped away from their nest that morning, hastily gathering a canoe and baskets before embarking on a journey south, toward the depths of the enchanting coral reefs.

The morning sun cast a golden shimmer upon the azure waters as Kiri dived gracefully, exploring the hidden treasures of the ocean floor. She gathered the crackling sponges and bioluminescent algae, each dive a dance beneath the waves.

As the sun ascended past its zenith, Kiri returned, her baskets brimming with the ocean's bounty. Ignoring the soft concern in the Tsahìk's voice, she placed her baskets on the shore.

"You shouldn't be overexerting yourself, my child, especially in your condition..." Ronal advised, her gaze drifting to Kiri's gently rounded belly.

"I'm hardly overdoing it," Kiri countered, rolling her eyes at the Tsahik. "Pregnancy isn't an ailment. Aonung just tends to overreact..."

"I know... he worries about you... hopefully, he won't be mad at me this time around..." Ronal said, a soft smile gracing her lips as the sound of swift footsteps approached.

Aonung appeared, his face a storm of anger and concern as he strode toward Kiri.

"Where the hell have you been?" he demanded, worry evident beneath his anger. "You know the rules! You shouldn't be diving alone, especially at this late stage of your pregnancy!"

"I am fine," Kiri assured him, letting the warrior pull her close, enclosing her in his protective embrace as he assessed her well-being. "I just went for a quick gathering at the reefs..."

"Yeah, right! If you hadn't returned for lunch, I would have sent the boys to look for you! You're pregnant, for God's sake! Why do I even have to tell you this?" Aonung's anger was tempered by relief, and he kissed Kiri on the forehead.

"Don't do this to me again, sweetheart! Understand?"

"I am pregnant, not an invalid," she teased, stepping away from his embrace after a quick peck on his lips to help Ronal with some medicinal pastes.

"You know I can never win an argument with you! Damn, I love you..." Aonung chuckled, his love and concern evident in his gaze.

"I know you're a strong woman, but that's why I worry..." He glanced at Kiri's belly.

"How are you feeling?"

"Tired and moody... this little one hasn't stopped kicking since I got back," she confessed, purring softly as her mate settled behind her, offering comfort as they grounded the algae and seeds together.

"It won't be much longer now," Ronal reassured her gently. "Soon you'll be holding your firstborn, and all the effort will be worthwhile in the end..."

"If our child is anything like you, I'm really going to have my hands full..." Aonung chuckled, feeling the baby's movements within Kiri's belly.

"He seems really excited to see us. At least, that's what it feels like to me..."

"You say it like it's a bad thing," Kiri teased, giggling softly. "And if she's anything like you, we'll be in trouble... She'll be exploring the reef like crazy, just as you used to, meeting boys she shouldn't..." Kiri's teasing earned a disapproving growl from Aonung, echoing in her ear.

Aonung chuckled. "I know I was quite the troublemaker in my youth. That's why I worry..." He playfully bit her neck. "And no boys for our daughter... I don't want to spend nights wondering who she's talking to, or worse, who she's sneaking out with..."

"That's your karma, my love," Kiri replied, giving him a quick peck before gathering the powdered seeds. "Who knows, maybe she'll convince some cute boy to run away to Three Brothers one day..." Kiri teased, her eyes dancing as she recalled the nights Aonung had persuaded her to run away with him to Three Brothers.

Aonung chuckled, his heart racing as he heard her mention "Three Brothers." "It seems you can never forget that night... I wonder why...?" he mused, pulling her close and whispering softly in her ear. "Maybe we should sneak out again tonight to remind you..."

She purred, grinning as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her even closer, and began kissing her neck. Their playful mood was about to take a more intimate turn when Kiri gasped, grunting in pain and bending over, one hand quickly caressing her swollen abdomen as she hissed in discomfort.

"Oh, you little rascal..." Kiri growled, trying to breathe through the pain.

Aonung's smile faded as he heard Kiri's discomfort. "Oh gods..." He quickly knelt beside her, caressing her belly with his hands.

"Is everything alright? Has it started?"

"No... I don't think so..." Kiri sighed, taking a deep breath as the pain subsided. She looked at him, her giggle irrepressible, and she quickly pecked him on the lips.

"This little squirt isn't even out yet and already causing trouble... like father, like child, I guess..."

"You're going to have your hands full, that's for sure," Aonung chuckled. "Don't let Neteyam and Lo'ak hear that, though..."

The warrior took one of Kiri's hands and smiled at her. "Just let your body relax right now... It's just a few more days until our child is born. Try to take it easy..."

Kiri sighed, nodding as she allowed him to guide her throughout Awa'atlu. As they approached their shared marui, she looked toward the horizon with a tender expression.

"I have to go help Tsireya with some algae gathering tomorrow..." she mentioned, hearing Aonung's disapproving growl.

…

[thatfanwritter]

Just some stuff I have been playing with an certain generator

Eel’te ~> One of Aonung’s cousins, I have him as a love rival for him in game.

Aonung and Kiri are not bonded,they are secretly dating, Neteyam is alive for now as well

If you have any ideas of promps for those two and you want to read more of them please let me know <3

Oh and both characters are older in this setting (Aonung is 25/Kiri is 24)

[thatfanwritter]

Just something that I have been working on, a sneak peak per say, I am still debating if I should post it or not but we’ll, here comes nothing XD

SneakPeak Shigadeku, No Quirks AU, Rockstar//Band AU, Mafia/Yakuza AU, ABO AU.

He woke up confused, trying to resemble the smooth wooden ceiling under the most comfortable of beds, the strong smell of coffee, whiskey and dew flooding the sheets around him and somehow causing him a certain feeling of warmth and complacency. Unconsciously, the young man sank closer to the pillows, trying his best to escape the deceiving rays of another morning in the tumultuous city of Tokyo. Izuku knew his peace wouldn't last, sooner or later, and by heavens, he prayed it was later, Mr. Toshinori would be at his hotelroom door, insistently demanding his immediate and complete attention for the promising new album to close this season, and then they would go on their annual holiday tour. Of course no one would stop him if he decided to tour with the rest of Plus Ultra, it wasn't a matter of exclusion, and even if, in some alternative reality, he didn't possess the ownership over half of his band's shares, he knew Todoroki wouldn't allow them both to depart over something as futile as finances, no, his real motive was a much more explosive and temperamental one.

Twelve months of dating, almost twenty-four years together. The truth was, Bakugou Katsuki had finally managed to wrest all the possible and unimaginable firsts from Izuku Midoriya, from the first kiss, the first time, and finally, drowning in the worst and cruelest of all, the first disappointment. At first, Izuku tried to reason the boy's actions, after all, he was an Alpha, and how long have they both not found time to be together?, maybe it was the stress that had take him to model Camie Utsushimi's room that night, Izuku knew he didn't had reasons to worry because sooner or later Kaachan would come to his senses, after all, his Rut was coming, and Izuku knew, better than anyone, how volatile the current guitarist and first voice could become during his pre rut, but the blonde would never, ever stop calling for the omega, his omega, for something so significant...

And then, that dawn happened. Kaachan already had his own bags packed when izuku arrived at the apartment, they had a big fight, the biggest of them all, and finally Izuku could no longer keep his insecurities and wounds under the covers, demanding to know if the alpha was really going to Camie's house for the following week. Izuku had given him an ultimatum, something that never worked between them, and in the end, Katsuki had made his finite decision, ending their relationship once and for all, crushing his feelings as if the years spent together were worthless, literal and well-spoken, years of which both exchanged together in each other's company. The worst part, was that Izuku was still doubting his own legs about the decision made. All Kaachan had to do was lift his finger towards him, and the green haired man knew he would welcome the blonde back, in a heartbeat, with open arms...

Uraraka didn't call him a masochist for nothing after all.

It had been hers the idea of ​​trying something risky like that feat, going to enjoy his newest unrestrained bachelor status, stirring up the communities of Roppongi, spending some of the millions accumulated after many sleepless nights for the band's success. He remembered the smoke of dry ice, the bright flashing lights, the loud sound and the endless sea of ​​unfamiliar smells in the air, something in his head alerted him to a pole, and he knew he was leaving something very important behind in the moment, but by God, how he wished he could go back to sleep.

“Bunny… we'll have to wake up…”

“Another half an hour…” He mumbled, trying to get away from whoever was stoking his long rest.

“Hmm... let me think if you deserve it... “ Izuku was unable to contain the strange sound leaving his lips as the hands of whoever was in his room traveled from a gentle cuddling, to a sordid grip on his. hips. The boy tried to contain the sound again, putting his hands to his mouth as the insane situation continued to unfold. His entire body shook as the man, and by God, there was no way those hands belonged to a woman, finally found the boundary between his shorts and legs. “Do you really think you deserve to hibernate for more hours, bunny? After everything we did last night, are you sure you deserve it?”

[thatfanwritter]

Sneakpeack of work I’m thinking of writing, please, fell free to live constructive criticism!

He had been flying for days, his wings would ache for a break, but the huge black beast could not permit himself to rest before reaching his desired destination. They had passed through the city once, Volantis, house of the red priests and witches, that had once pledged their alliances forward his mother. He could feel the fire, burning deep within himself as the massive black creature approached the city, roaring in desperation, demanding the presence and help from the red witches. Kinvara was the first to reach him, the woman would touch his muzzle without fear, questioning his state within an almost motherly tone. Dragon trusted his mother’s body to the priest, mumbling short snarks at the woman, pleading for the revival of his beloving mother, the last connection that he had.

”You know the costs for such magic, my dear, the price is far too high…” She tried to reason with the beast, only to receive more pleads from the poor, desperate creature. ”If that's what you want…” the priest sighed, guiding the animal into the temple.

They followed the well-designed stone corridors, until reaching two wide stone altars. Kinvara directed her followers to go lay the dragon queen on the right, while more four priests prepared the one on the left. He felt uneasy when they caged him with wide strong iron chains, restraining him to the ground in every possible way. When the red priest started to sing for her Lord, Drogon tried to keep himself quiet, as the fire within himself would then start to shift, but the process was far too painful for the creature, he could fell his fire sculping out of his body, while the right altar would start burning. His roars turned to screams, his wings grew fingers and muscles, he bend down when his spine cracked and started to be reconstructed, everything with himself burned and ached, and, for one moment, Drogon felt just like an hatchling again.

[thatfanwritter]

Just some aesthetic headshots for a fanfic that I’m thinking on writing.

Jeyne Snow >Bastard daughter of Sansa Stark and Ramsay Bolton, even though her parents where married Sansa never accepted her as a true born daughter, she is blind and just like every Stark, is a warg, her wolf is called Frostbite, and she can warg on him to be able to see things sometimes.

Drogon >From some recent videos from YouTube, the vengeance of Drogon, he is transformed into an halth human by the witches of Volantis, and swore to bring justice to his mother’s murder, he later decided to take Westeros as a form of vengeance.

Lyra Storm > Daughter of Arya and Gendry, she was abandoned as a baby by her mother in Winterfell, and never got to know her father, she doesn’t even know who she is. Lyra is an excellent archer, some would say the best one in Winterfell, she loves to go on huntings with her uncle Jon when he visits from Castle Black, but she hates being reminded of her mother. She also has a wolf named Fawn.

Lyaella > She was brought to life after her mother’s death, and put under the care of Drogon, whom practically raised her, she does know who her father is, and usually ends up bringing up fights with her brother, since Drogon is so determined to bring justice to Jon Snow, her dream is to be able to learn more about her father.

Tytos Lannister > Technically a Bastard, he was legitimated thanks to his uncle Tyron, he isn’t that much aware about the wrong doings of his parents, since Tyron would often paint them as heroic and selfless people to the boy growing up, he is an excellent knight thanks to Ser. Brienne, Tyron is also trying to convince Bran in taking him for a heir since the Stark king doesn’t have any children.

Some Ships that would be explored from this would be:

Drogon\Jeyne

Tytos\Lyaella