fifty shades of fanfiction

[REQUESTS OPEN] | short enough to leave in your will :D | Mod Angel | I do anything except abusive relationships/rape/suicide/etc | You can submit a story yourself! |

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SK x Arsonist (submission)

Arsonist walked into the kitchen, surprised to smell fresh herbs. 

"What are you doing?“ he asked tentatively, as he watched SK quickly dice a handful of rosemary stems. 

 "I’m making roast chicken for dinner!” SK grinned excitedly. “I haven’t cooked in years, but I’m so tired of eating out.” 

“What a great idea!” Arsonist heard himself giggle with excitement. The killer’s chopping form was perfect, the arsonist thought, as he watched his lover’s knife effortlessly mutilate the marinade. The chicken would be delectable when it came out of the oven, with SK’s work behind it. He watched him quickly finish dicing the herbs and preparing the chicken as the couple bantered happily. Finally, SK was ready to put the chicken in the oven, when he looked over to arsonist worriedly. 

“It’s been so long since I’ve made chicken, I don’t remember what temperature to roast it at!” 

“Don’t worry, I’ve got this,” the Arsonist smiled. He took the tray with the chicken from his companion and put it in the oven, before carefully setting it to 4,000 degrees.

“It’ll be really good.”

submitted by @sno-leopard

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I have a headcanon in which the Retributionist and the Medium are brother and sister. Medium being a girl, Retributionist the boy. Powers like that run in the family. Thoughts?

accepted.

“Retributionist, wake the hell up,” Medium hissed, shaking her brother awake. He groaned and rolled over.

“Y’know, just because you’ve got ghost buddies talking to you all night doesn’t mean that you need to wake me to keep them company too.” grumbled the Retributionist.

“You’re supposed to revive the jailor, y’know.” 

“Oh right. Thanks for waking me up, sis.”

- mod angel

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your writing is goals i love it so much like seriously it's so good and your writing style is so unique and in such a short amount of words you can write something with so much emoption that it's seriously impressive

waAAAAAAAAAAHrehfljfdasio safdshrea tHAN KYOU SO SOS SO MUCH THIS MADE ME ALMOST CRY fhusadk i haven’t written anything in a bit bc i’ve putting my focus into my other blog @dreamyarcana where i do a ton of writing there as well <3 but i’ll be back prolly next week with new things THANK YOU riehjfkr3gkje >//////<

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Reblog if you write fan fiction

Doesn’t matter if you write in a frequent basis, or once in a blue moon, just how many of us are there?

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My gosh, your little fics are super adorable and well written! May I request a fem!vigilante and male!mafioso, please? Thank you so much if you do!

jlfjdslfdsfjsafja thank you~! 

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Vigilante x Mafioso

"We’re from two different sides...how are we ever going to work out?” the vigilante asked, her voice breaking off at the end. She loved the mafioso...too much. How could he ever be on the dark side of town? Sneaking off to do God knows what every single night. She clutched her heart, turning away.

"They're my family...I can't just abandon them." His eyes watched her sorrowfully.

"It's me or them."

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Godfather x Mayor

The mayor rested her chin in her hand. It had been an exhausting day. Leading the town was not easy, and she knew it.

Suddenly, she heard the door opening. She jumped slightly, all her muscles in tension, trying to sharpen her hearing. A dark figure came from behind an she felt a cold metal against her head. A gun.

The wielder of the weapon took her chin between his fingers and made her stare into his eyes.

“Even now… I cannot bring myself to do it,” the Godfather muttered and left without another word. The Mayor sighed: she had been spared again.

by procrastination-hell

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OKAY BUT ARSO X ARSO AND TITLE'S SOMETHING LIKE "BURNING PASSION"

this quality idea has been rusting in my inbox for the longest time ;-; - it’s finished

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Burning Passion - Arsonist x Arsonist

She had first caught his eye with her bright red hair that was impossible not to stare at. Underneath her long lashes, lively leaf green eyes gazed back with a fire within them. She blinked back from across the town and glanced down to her coat pocket.

The arsonist squinted to see what she was showing him. They caught a glimpse of something silver...with a small flame briefly flickering, then going out.

She was an arsonist, too. They glanced away, surprised. She was just like them. She must set fires to feel joy in her heart. Fitting, her hair looks like a flame in the sunshine.

The arsonist bit their tongue. A deep feeling of admiration overcame them...it was undoubtedly the start of a burning passion that would rage on forever.

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M!Hypnotist and F!Consigilere? :3 thank you I love your fics!

done! :) it would’ve been out sooner and whatnot but, life xD

Thank you so much for bringing me out of my mini hiatus XD, I made your fic longer as a thank you 

and omg tysm for loving my fics ;-; XD i’ll be honest, i’m not really a writer, so whenever i get support for what little i actually do, it means a lot to me :D

have a wonderful day~

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Hypnotist x Consigilere

“Hey, are you a magician? ‘Cuse every time I look at you, everything else disappears.“ the Hypnotist gave the Consig his award winning smile. She rolled her eyes in response and bent over to continue reading on her next target’s short profile.

“Aw, come on, please go on one date with me,” he entreated, forming puppy eyes.

“Hell to the no, any girl with any kind of common sense knows not to trust a womanizer,” she retorted. He raised an eyebrow.

“Are you dating someone?”

“No,” The consigliere’s face went red. “I-I’m just not interested in you!”

“Ah, but why deny your attraction when it’s so obvious?”

“Keep on dreaming.”

Over the next few days, the Consigliere noticed the Hypnotist was quieter. Instead of ostentiously flirting with the Consort or Forger, he simply sat reading a book. However, whenever he saw her, he still relentlessly pursued her , which she ignored the best she could without being too mean.

One particular night, the Consigliere was returning back to the base to return her information when someone grabbed her shoulder near the door. Automatically, she screamed and tried to get her attacker off her, to no avail. The hooded figure started dragging her away and she resisted as best she could when the Hypnotist came out of nowhere and worked his magic to distract the shadow. The lady pulled down his hood to find the Vigilante in a trance now.

“T-thank you…” The Consigliere ducked her head in embarrassment and the Hypnotist winked.

“Any time for a smart and beautiful lady~”

“Okay, you can stop right there.”

“Hey, since I saved you, I think you owe me something.” The Hypnotist smirked. The Consigliere scoffed, even though he was right. He did protect her from that guy, so she supposed she (unfortunately) did owe him.

“Like what?” She crossed her arms.

“Like a date.” he answered, grinning cheekily.

“Fine. One date.” she huffed. “I suppose you want to do it now?” For once, the Hypnotist looked rather surprised.

“Well, only if you want to. Do you know any places that could be open this late?”

“It's not fancy, but I know a diner we could go to.”

“Sounds good to me.”

Both were quiet on the walk there, and the Consigliere studied him out of her peripheral vision.

“I have a question, Hypnotist.”

“Yes?”

“Why do you keep on flirting with me and not other people?” The Consigliere crossed her arms again, trying to avoid looking at him.

“Isn’t that obvious? You’re pretty smart, I would’ve thought you figured that out by now.” the Hypnotist winked, teasing her.

“Not really.” she muttered back. He stopped walking and faced her.

“Well - you see - it’s because I like you a lot. You’re pretty and smart and it’s hard not to be attracted to that. You mentioned not wanting to date a womanizer, so I’ve tried to change that.” he admitted softly, his facade dropping.

She stared at him, at a loss for words for once. Silently, with a blush, she took a step and hugged him.

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Necromancer x Potion Master

The Necromancer started creeping out of bed at midnight, for her job. Before she was able to get up, an arm grabbed her; The Potion Master’s eyes were pleading.

“Sorry I woke you…”

“Stay with me. Just for tonight.”

The lady bit her lip, debating. She reluctantly slipped back in, and the brewer held her close, his voice soft and inviting.

“By day, I’m someone who brews. By night, I’m yours.”

Heck, I meant to do this ages ago and never did ;-; sincere apologies! I hope this is okay~

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I dunno if you did this but Necro x PM, I'm new- sorryy

it’s okay! It’ll be done soon Xd I just haven’t gotten off my butt to do much lately >.> but i swear this is going to be my motivation 

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OKAY SO THIS IS NOT A REQUEST OR AN ASK BUT YOU ARE THE FIRST BLOG I REMEMBERED SO HERE I AM. So um, Crusader skin was added. Well duh. And I was playing a nice game where someone with a Crusader skin was shot by a vigilante. And boom, it said "SHE was shot by a Vigilante." And if your skin is like, a female skin it says "she", but if it's a male skin than it says "he" SO THAT MAKES CRUSADER AUTOMATICALLY A FEMALE. ITS AWESOME AND I LOVE IT.

THANK YOU SO MUCH and iKR <3 i should write a fanfic

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Disguiser x Werewolf

"I like you, even when you change," the disguiser reassured the crying werewolf. Her insecurities drove her to self loathing, dark thoughts, and fear of losing her crush’s attention. In turn, she answered shakily, "You don’t have to change anything for me to love you." The disguiser's eyes widened with shock as the werewolf, with mascara and tears mushed together, kissed the disguiser.

inspired by @tareloin

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Serial Killer and Arsonist

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honestly, it wasn’t my best works, but i wasn’t sure how to approach this pairing, but let me know if you have any suggestions ^-^

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SK x Arso

They belonged together, thought the arsonist. They were the perfect killing match - one killing with knives and the other burning down all the houses in Salem. Unstoppable and powerful - like fire and ice. "Your eyes are brighter than the sun tonight," murmured the SK. The arsonist gazed into his lover's dark eyes and kissed him with a passion that could set the forest on fire.