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oh-for-fic-sake · 4 years

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Dont Leave Camp

Im not entierly happy with the ending but i hope you enjoys it i have a few different imagines im tweaking atm which will hopefully be up within the next couple of days xx

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Warnings: spanking, swearing, mentions of periods

A certain witcher punishes you for disobeying him

Dont Leave Camp

You huffed as you sat at the fire with Ciri and Jaskier. Yennefer had gone to the village on the other side of the small wood for something. To be honest you were to busy pouting to listen and Geralt had made his way in the opposite direction to take care of a small contract. You werent staying in the village as there had been an outbreak of a pneumonia it had killed four people then apparently the bodies attracted ghouls who were killing more people who was attracting more ghouls. Vicious cycle when you think about it. Which was what Geralt had been hired to get rid of. So the three of you were confined to the camp. You pulled your new black fur trimmed cloak tighter pushing away the hair that fell into your eyes, you cringed it was soo greasy to the point your scalp hurt. Shifting you grimanced as the other reason you were desperate for a bath made itself known. Thats right your pill had worn off and you had your fucking period which probably wasnt helping your mood. You didnt see any reason why you couldnt quickly have a bath in the village then return but no. Yennefer had put her foot down when you had asked. You tried to argue that your immune system was going to be better than theirs and that you knew the appropriate steps to take but Geralt had stepped in agreeing with her then left ordering you to stay at camp and that you could all bathe in the stream tomorrow. They didnt understand that your used to a much better hygiene routine then the people here. You sighed again seething not even aloud to bathe and Geralt definatly knew why you needed one. Having enough you got up going to your tent grabbing your wash cloth, soap and fresh undergarments leaving your cloak on the bed roll catching both Ciri and Jaskiers attentionas you made your way back out.

"What are you doing?" He asked tentatively

"Im going to find a stream and bathe." You said tersely befor making your way out across camp. Ciri got up befor grasing your arm pulling you back

"But Geralt said its not safe, you should wait untill tomorrow" you sighed and patted her hand.

"Im not waiting i really really really need a bath, im only having a quick rinse ill be about 10 mineuts ,if that? besides im going in the opposite direction to geralt and the ghouls" she didnt look convinced turning to Jaskier for back up

"Why do you even need one that bad you smell fine to me?" He offered a weak argument.

"Why? Ill tell you why iv spent all day sitting in blood stained knickers" you growled out at him ,he went a funny shade of green.

"Right then. 10 mineuts .be back before Geralt." You nodded and patted Ciri's head as you walked past

"No wait y/n i really think you should wait you dont want to make him angry" she tried to convince you to stay

"Ciri i'll be fine ok its not that far" you called over your shoulder as you made your way towards a small stream. You frowned as you went deeper into the wooded area and still couldn't hear the tell tale sound of the stream the camp had quickly dissapeared. It must have been nearly 10 mineuts before you heard it the trickling of water quickening your steps before you heard somthing else. You froze scanning the area with a shiver of fear before stepping backwards. As you heard things moving around in the woods the hairs on the back of your neck stood on end. You held your breath as you heard the mix of inhuman growls and bushes and twigs snapping under the weight of what ever it was. Your heart was trying to beat out of your chest. You decided it was time to go back to camp stepping back slowly retracing your steps slowly and quietly. You squeeked out when you saw a hideous creature crawling around the bushes a few feet infront of you quickly spotting another three wandering aimlessly with it. You ducked holding your hand across your mouth trying to quiet your panicking breaths tears flowed freely down your face. You found yourself shaking from quiet sobs as your fear took hold trying to scamper backwards faster. What ever it was began sniffing the air making their way towards you then they found you snapped their gazes locking onto you. You dropped your things hefting your skirt and ran as fast as you could with them on your tail. You screamed as loud as you possibly could trying to get anyones attention looking either side of you as one ran along side you and dived at you, quickly changing direction your thighs burned you jumped over small rocks and logs. You heard them behind you screaming bloody murder as one pounced onto you just clipping your dress you lost your footing crashing to the forest floor skidding down a small slope your vision was blurred with tears as you used the slope to roll up onto your feet staggering and continued running through an opening in the woods you cried out as your foot was snagged again by the one behinde you. Tumbling to the ground you felt its weight on you. Befor you heard an order being barked at you from infront of you.

"HEAD DOWN!!" You obeyed tucking your forhead into the dirt as seconds later you felt a rush of wind across your head the grusome sound of flesh and bone being struck with a blade followed by a gush of warmth on your back. The weight was removed You made to get up only having a foot pressing you back down.

"Stay there!" You could have cried as you saw geralt standing over you staring down the other three things he stepped one foot over you putting you between them feet. They eyed him wearily before all pounceing on him. With ease he twisted around them cutting each one down quickly. He stood back then knelt down collecting you into his arms looking down at you checking to see if you were ok you swore you felt his body tremor but only once.

"Are you hurt?" You shook your head not trusting your voice as you began sobbing into his chest clawing at him he sighed heavily wrapping himself around you tighter. He let you cry yourself out before pulling back scowling at you.The tenderness he had shown was replaced with disapproval and anger.

"What the fuck did i tell you?" He growled at you he shook you by the shoulders you shook your head at him whimpering he grabbed your chin forcing you to look him in the eye

" what .did. i. tell. you?" He grit his teeth as his anger broke throuhg his voice you sniffed placing your hands on his wrist

"G-geralt im sorry" he shook your face lighty his eyes were ablaze and burned into you scalding you with his anger.

"Y-you said not t-to leave camp." You answerd between sniffles

"Thats right i said not to leave camp." He forced you to look at the mix of blood flesh and body parts strewn across the floor.

"Because those ghouls are stalking this whole area , if i hadnt found you they would have ripped you limb from limb, kept you alive as they feasted on you." He explaind as you began sobbing again trying to look away he tightened his grip slightly still carefull not to hurt your jaw.

"No look because thats how i could have found you." Geralt grunted he was unimpressed and realeased your face after a few moments you felt his anger rolling off of him in waves grabbing you by the scruff of your dress and hoisted you to your feet. He growled at you effectively stopping all protest

"where the fuck did you think you were going anyway?"

"I wanted a bath" you said in a small voice. He scowled at you deep as you avoided his gaze.

"So you ignored my orders and warnings about the ghouls and put your life at risk for a bath?"

"....i didnt know that they were this way.... im sorry?" He threw you over his shoulder walking across the clearing.You began wriggling trying to throw of his hold that felt like an iron bar across the back of your waist.

"Geralt im sorry"

"Oh your not sorry ! not yet" he grunted out as he tensed his arm around you.

"WhhaAh" you hissed through your teeth as he stuck your upturned bottom with more force than you'd ever experienced from him before.you put your hands on your throbbing bottom rubbing, tears gatherd in your eyes at the harsh stinging he'd caused.

"I suggest you be quiet" he sat on a stump and lower you to your feet infront of him keeping a firm grip on your wrist. Pulling at his hand looking panicked.

"Geralt, i want to go back to camp." He shook his head at you befor using one hand to unstrap his swords placing them beside him on the floor.

"You dont want me to do this in camp." His words made you stop struggleing. Your eyes grew wide as you realized what he meant when he tugged you across his thigh you bucked at him.

"NO! Nonononono please im sorry! Geralt please you cant! i didnt mean to" He held you firm dragging you skirt high leaving it to pile at the small of your back ignoring your pleas.

"I will put up with a lot but i wont have you putting yourself in dangerous situations like this if i hadn't heard you you'd be dead" He started scolding you as his held you still and struck your rear followed by a second and third each felt like a palm sized brand he quickly laid slaps across the seat of you smalls. You wailed at the instant burning sting, there wasn't a slow build up or easing you in to it. He was only holding back enough of his strength so he wouldnt cause any damage apart from a sore bottom peppered it with heavy spanks. You threw your hands back coving yourself.

"Move your hands" You wriggled against his leg shaking your head he sighed smaking each palm then pulled them up tangling them in your heavy skirt holding them still and laid four much heavier spanks to your bottom. Crying as each one fell onto your swollen bottom you pushed against the floor with your tippy toes trying to make distance between you and his offending palm.

"Geralt pl-please. im o-on my monthly" you called out around hiccups and sobs teribly afraid of bleeding on him.

"Why do you think im leaving these up? you can guarantee you'd be bare if it was any other time." He grunted at you pulling lightly on the material. Unbelievabley even this harsh spanking was setting your body on fire you felt conflicted as your arousal built inside you, it was as if your body was no longer your own, his dominant display managed to control your basic desires even when he was punishing you so thoughrly.

"Ow! Geralt st-sto-op im sorry" he scoffed as he continued his blistering assault on your cheeks before moving to your thighs. You shreiked as he left your sensitive skin deep red and throbbing. Kicking your feet out like a chastised child. He took it in his stride and tucked them under his calf pinning them down.

"Will you stop this bratty behaviour? next time you nearly get yourself killed i will spank you in camp bare do you hear me?" You cried louder flushing when your pussy clenched at the thought of being punished infront of the others.

"Yes yes stop!" You shouted out at him as he left harder swats against your already bruised bottom rocking you forward.

"No more tantrums and when your told to do something you will do it. No more arguing with yennefer either" you nodded weakly and stopped struggling succumbing to him discipline laying limp over him sobbing uncontrollably a mix of yelps sniffing and shaking breaths babbling that you'd be good and wont argue, promising anything if he stopped he huffed continuing untill your skin was a deep red from your knees to the top of your bottom pulling you skirt back down he rubbed your back.

"What you did today was stupid you could have easily died had i not heard you you would have,we wouldn't have even found your body y/n. There would have been nothing of you left." He said but there was somthing in his voice it almost sounded like fear. You sniffed as he rested a heavy hand on your stinging swollen bottom.

"And i mean it you ever do anything like this again and i wont care where we are or whos there youll get a bare assed spanking then and there."

You shrunk knowing full well he meant every word he slowly sat you up on his legs faceing you.

"This is the last time you leave camp alone,from now on you always have some one with you no matter what. When you get back you will aplogize for worrying them." You tucked your head under his chin nodding still sniffing back sobs as your ass and legs burned. He sighed leaning to collect his swords heaving them back into place before standing with you cradled in his arms.

"I can walk" you said meekly he tightend his hold inhaling your scent

"I know i want to hold you...i thought id lost you" Your heart broke alittle at the crack in his voice he must have been worried when he heard you screaming. It took nearly 20 minuets to get back you camp you used the time to collect yourself wiping your swollen eyes and tear stained eyes. Once you got to camp Geralt placed you by the fire you yelped as your bottom made contact with the ground. Ciri gave you a sympathetic smile knowing exactly how you felt. Yennefer rushed beside you pulling you to her in a desperate hug then leant you back holding you at arms legnth.

"What were you thinking? I dont believe you could be so stupid-" her rant was interupted by geralt

"Yenn iv dealt with it" you blushed at his implication as the others heard to she nodded giving you the once over noting your destressed apperance.

"Good." Was all she said then handed you some thick rags

"I got these for you, there for your well... you know.." you smiled a small smile

"Thank you." You took them tucking them in your pack. Geralt cleared his throat looking at you pointedly

"Im sorry i was a brat and for worriying you..all of you i didnt mean to i hope you can forgive me for being such a bitch." Yennefer chuckled and kissed your head

"Thats ok we all have bad days but its all forgiven" you nodded as fresh tears gatherd in your eyes latching onto her and she returned the hug before she pulled back kissing your cheek then sat behind you letting you lean against her you hissed as your bottom slid along the floor. Jaskier took note and blinked at you

"Did he hurt you? Your really quiet" You blushed and dropped your head embarassed Yennefer chuckled and Geralt sighed already knowing where this was headed. Ciri piped up understanding the situation.

"Jaskier leave it" he frowned watching as you kept shifting uncomfortably then gapped laughing.

"He spanked you" you cringed as the word seemed to make your ass throb even more he laughed.

"Shut up! You little shit" you leant over thumping him he let out a manly squeel and tried avoiding you then laughed again

"Ah ah behave yourself or geralt will spank you again for being naughty" you growled and launched yourself at him and you both began wrestling on the floor

"You sound jealous" you quipped as you landed on him pinning him.He yelped and crawled away from you you growled at him as yennefer pulled you to sit beside her , whimpering lightly as you sat on the hard floor you glared at him as he sat down smug snickering at you.

"Jaskier carry on and you'll join her" he stuttered at the witcher before scoffing

"Youd have to catch me first" Geralt smirked and tilted his head.

"That a challenge?" Jaskier bit back any remarks he had making you Ciri and Yennefer chuckle at the meek looking bard.

#geralt of rivia imagine #geralt imagine #geralt x yennefer x you #geralt x yennefer x reader #geralt x modern reader #geralt x y/n #witcher fanfiction #witcher fic #witcher imagine

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witchcraft-in-wonderland · 4 years

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Poor Little Anxious Crybaby (Pt.13)

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Virgil seemed to be spending more and more time with Remus and Roman, not that anyone involved minded this change. But it wasnt the only thing that seemed to be changing.

This was the third week in a row in which Virgil seemed to be kept up for most of the night by dreams he couldnt understand. Sometimes he could make out the shapes of rabbits cats or mice, but rarely could he understand them.

"Maybe you just wanna be a mountain lion, I mean mountain lions could literally get away with ripping someone limb from limb, I'd wanna be a mountain lion," Remus said, running his fingers through Virgil's hair as Virgil lay across the couch.

"What I don't understand is why it would be waking you up, I mean, it's not like being a mountain lion is generally upsetting, right?" Roman said, pulling the hem of his sweater over his knees.

"Yeah. . . ." Virgil said, burying his face in Remus' stomach.

"Careful there bud, I gotta use that to digest stuff," Remus said, letting out a cackle as Virgil blew a raspberry against the skin.

"Well we dont need to focus on dreams now, anyone up for a game?" Roman said, shaking a controller.

"Ooohhh! I'll order pizza!" Remus said, bolting up off the couch. Virgil let out a whine at the loss of contact as his head landed on the couch pillows.

"Aaaawwweee, sorry Vivi, I'll come back in a little, but can you give me your order, Ro? You're usual?" Remus said, looking at both boys in turn.

"Cheese,,," Virgil mumbled.

"I'm not hungry," Roman said, bringing his legs closer to his chest. Remus seemed slightly upset by the response, but simply nodded and went to call the pizza place. Virgil moved closer to Roman, who draped an arm around him.

"Roro?. . ." Virgil said quietly.

"Hm?" Roman leaned his head on Virgil's.

"When we get back to school are you still gonna have to be friends with 'You-know-who' are you?" Virgil said, he hadnt thought about the kids at school for most of the summer, but it was nearly September, so the memory was slowly creeping back in.

Roman sat there for a few seconds, rubbing circle's into Virgil's back.

"I dont know Vivi. . . He's not exactly easy to get away from y'know?" Roman said sadly, Virgil buried his head in Roman's shoulder.

Virgil had known Inigo since they were kids, and they had never been friendly. But since becoming friends with Roman, Virgil had learned of even more reasons to despise the boy.

"I hope he and Brennan get together," Virgil muttered, casting a distinct glance at the sewing kit on the coffee table. Roman let out a soft chuckle, burying his head in Virgil's hair.

"That can be arranged," Remus said, sitting down next to the pair and draping himself across Virgil's back.

"Guuuyyyssss- you're crushing meeeeee," Virgil said, pouting.

"Not my fault you're so tiny," Remus said, resting his head in the crook of Virgil's neck.

"I'm only 4'8!" Virgil whined.

"Tinyyyyyy~" the twins chimed in unison.

Virgil had to admit that the feeling was nice, he was warm and happy, and for once in his life, he felt safe.

He and the twins spent a good portion of the day beating the crap out of fictional characters in a video game and stuffing their faces with pizza, Remus had taught Virgil how to make a volcano out of melted metal and an ant hill, much to Roman's distress.

"I'll see you guys tomorrow ok?" Virgil said as he stepped out the door to go home.

"Did you have fun kiddo?" Patton said as Virgil walked into the kitchen.

"Mhm," Virgil smiled as he rested his head on the kitchen counter.

"Dont forget to take your medication before dinner Virgil, I'm hoping the doctor will be right about it helping you sleep easier," Emile said, setting the bottle down next to Virgil.

"I wish they made this stuff in liquid form more often- how do you take all your stuff so easily?" Virgil said, raising an eyebrow at Emile.

"Its hard for me to, but usually if I take the water first and slip the medicine in after it's easier because it's already floating," Emile said, shrugging.

Virgil thought on this for a moment before nodding slightly. Virgil liked Emile a lot more than he'd first expected, of course sometimes he was a little different, but usually he and Virgil could just sit on the couch and talk about cartoons, and Virgil could even tell him about his nightmares without getting scared.

Of course there were some things he still didnt know about Emile, but if Patton or Emile didnt want to tell him things, he wasnt about to ask for information he shouldnt need.

Settling down for bed that night still felt bad, but Virgil didnt mention it, he didnt want to bother anyone.

Virgil awoke in a patch of soft grass, which upon closer inspection, seemed to be more of a dull teal color than the green it ought to have been.

"There you are! We've been looking everywhere for you!" Said a voice, Virgil looked up to see what looked to be a girl with white rabbit ears, wearing a waist coat and khaki shorts, a boy with a hat, a tux, and hair that varied from shades of brown and blonde on one side, and various other colors on the other, between the two was a girl with brown bunny ears, her outfit seemed to be an attempt at formality which only ended in the tattered remains of what could have once been a met gala dress.

"Who are you?-" Virgil said, sitting up and shaking his head slightly in confusion.

"Aaawww, you dont recognize us?" Said the brown bunny.

"Well of course he doesnt! When's the last time you saw him at the tea party! I mean look at his clothes! Hardly appropriate for such a special event." Said the man with the hat. Virgil looked down at his clothes, he was still in his pajamas.

"Come on- we have to get you dressed first, I cant imagine what would happen if we brought you to the king dressed like that!" Said the white rabbit, dragging Virgil off the ground and marching toward a small house on a hill.

It seemed like hours before the mission the three people seemed so set on completing was finished, and by the end of it Virgil found himself in a dusty purple dress with white sleeves, a black bow and buttons on the chest, white lace on the skirt hem, white stockings, and black boots. If he was being honest with himself, he'd never been happier to look at his reflection.

"Well come on then! The king is waiting for you!" Said the boy with the hate.

"Now hold on a second- I dont even know your names, how am I supposed to trust that you'll take me to the right place?" Virgil said.

The three figures in front of him exchanged glances.

"Hes right you know, I'd never trust someone without a name,"

"I made friends with a nameless person once, they stole my cat,"

"But if we give him our names outright then it's no fun!"

Virgil looked between the three of them in confusion, waiting for the conversation to end.

"Ok, we wont tell you our names, but you can guess them," said the boy with the hat.

The white rabbit stepped up first, she mimicked placing a crown on her head, and then mimicked a sword being pulled from something and swinging it around.

"Well- it cant be Arthur, you dont strike me as an Arthur- so is it. . . Gwenivere?" Virgil said, the girl shook her head but made a motion of begging him on.

"Gwendolyn?" Virgil said.

"You got it!" Gwendolyn said excitedly, clasping her hands together and bouncing from foot to foot. She stepped back and allowed the second rabbit to take her place.

This one held out two fingers first, dropped one, and began to imitate what seemed to be waves.

"Waverly?" Virgil said, the girl nodded and held up two fingers again, proceeding to drop them and hold up a full hand, pointing to calendar that had floated down from the ceiling.

"Waverly-Mae?" Virgil said, the girl nodded and spun on her heel to walk back next to Gwendolyn.

"And that leaves me for last I suppose," said the boy with the hat, making a sort of disappointed face to the girls as he walked up to Virgil. He mimicked both a face that Virgil would describe as angry, and one he would describe as having a few screws out of place.

"Mad?" Virgil said, the boy nodded and kept going, placing one finger on either side of his head and digging his foot into the ground.

"Maddox?" Virgil said, tilting his head. Maddox smiled and nodded.

"Well now that you know our names, you'll have to meet our king!" Gwendolyn said, grabbing Virgil by the arm and rushing off.

It took ages for them to reach what Virgil believed to be the palace. It was large and black with red and green accents along the sides, this left a sinking feeling in Virgil's chest.

"I present to you, his most gracious majesty, King Rhea!" Gwendolyn said, backing into a line with several guards dressed in red and white. Maddox and Waverly-Mae fell in line with the knights in black and green.

Virgil looked forward, in front of him and sitting on a throne was a man who shared much to many similarities with the twins to be comforting.

Though one eye was green and one eye was red, and rather than red or dark brown hair, his was black and white, but he still had the same smirk, the same demeanor Remus and Roman had when out on the town.

"So glad you could finally make it, your excellency," said Rhea, now turning his head to look at Virgil.

"I-" Rhea held his hand up, Virgil's mouth closed almost immediately.

"I know what you're going to say, and you are absolutely correct, you are not royalty, you are something much more important,"

Virgil woke up in a cold sweat, and it wasnt until he looked at himself in the mirror that he realized, he was still wearing the very same dress as before.

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firemama · 4 years

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theres an extremely specific part of writing or creating fan content over original content that i absolutely adore, and additionally suspect many of the best authors ive ever read share which explains why those amazing writers never venture far inti original content.

i dont have a recognized word to call this particular important part of good fics, but in my head ive always refered to it as "logic building."

in essence, its like as follows:

the original content presents you 8 Hard facts, canons, whatever you want to call it. these are obvious rules everyone knows. like in,,, Naruto, people who use chakra have nature types. or in,,, futurama, mutants are nit welcome on the surface of earth. in adventure time, there was a nuclear war. in undertale, humans have primary soul traits and colors. in rick and morty, there is a ln absolute inifinity of timelines, for every different variable. so on so fourth. Content Makers establish absolutes, rules, finite truths in their world building.

and then theres existing blank spaces, of course, because content creators cannot addres an absolute infinite number of questions, inifinite situations, in the limits of whatever their medium. limited by their air time, page count, or the constraints of entertainment or the medium itself. things will always be unexplored. in adventure time, we know that fins favorite color is blue, but we dont know jake's. in undertale, we know frisk was a red soul, and was Determination, and the souls of the other mentioned humans, but we dont know the absolute extent of possible souls, because the knowledge we see is only derived from the monsters direct experience with the humans they h a v e seen.

even more over, for the longer a story goes, theree will always be plausible inconsistencies. conflicting statments or hinted things that cant fit with the laws established. finn was colorblind, and this is pointed out by Jake, who is a dog; dogs are colorblind, jake would be unable to tell. in pokemon, pikachu learns moves that are not actually learnable for pikachus.

logic building is filling the gaps to explain where canon never could, or supporting the holes the story left by using the storie's own canons and logics. and its my favorite part of fic writing.

finn is red green colorblind, and his favorite color is blue, and that makes sense because blue is outside the red-green range, and it would stand out best in his vision. it makes sense he would never realize he is colorblind, because he was raised with dogs, and his dog family cannot see colors. adventuretime is set in a world that has large traces of the nuclear war, such as toxic radioactive rivers. jake has lived in the toxic land all his life. Jake, birthed from dogs, is already a mutant- capable of shapeshifting at will (due in part to what is a spoiler, so we'll call that "parentage"). i could write a story about adventure time- and one of my favorite things to write would probably be a conversation between the two of them talking about colors. Jake, as a mutant, seeing more colors than anyone in the family, including finn, his colorblind brother. Jake could talk about how hed always realized finn was colorblind in a /different/ way than the rest of the family, because jake could see than finn had always gravitated toward the dark and bright shades of blue, dressed in blue, and so on. Finn could talk about how Jake taught him about colors and their names well after they were babies, because his adopted parents didnt See or Name colors at all, and how jake helped him differentiate colors he couldnt truely see and name them. they could have a conversation about why jake never really t o l d finn that he was colorblind until the ruby/emerald incident- maybe it was because jake didnt want fin to feel like he was missing out, or maybe he didnt want to ostracize his brother any more than finn already had been as a kid- a human amound dogs and often teased by their dad for being a "baby" since he didnt grow as fast as his canine brothers. they could talk about things like how to finns eyes, princess bubblegum had always looked /blue/ and that flameprincess had been the sheer opposite of his limited color spectrum, that her coloring looked muted and not-blue. they could talk about how maybe jake could see even more than the normal visiual spectrum, and hiw truly amazing Lady looks to him even amoung other rainicorns, because she has more colors then they really do.

i could write on and on and on about the inbetween establishments of the shows rules, and logic, and how it could fill in a gap as simple as a favorite color of a character. it is infinitely interesting to me to build that logic and explore the whys and to look at a plot hole and explain it. and in people who write passionate, slow build pieces, i see SO much of that, too, of writing to fill in the gaps between walls that already exist. its a challange and an enjoyment to figure out the whys.

and maybe thats why original content isnt for every amazing fanfic writer. maybe you can write absolutely spectacular characters and plots and concepts and emotions. but maybe the interestingnpart isnt MAKING walls. maybe the interesting part isnt building the world, starting it all. maybe the interesting part is the hyper complexities and building the network, and thats so much easier to do when the walls are already built.

i call that kind of writing "logic building" in my head because i dont know what else to call it, but fuck do i love that freeform exploration of limits and explanations.

#munchatter #im thinking about this cause im trying to figure out #if my books on koyol are even going to have a fucking plot #so far im only rambling about him #about his life #about his details #and honestly i think ive only ever written this way #things like slavetale have general rules like Monster Slavery Exists #but can you say they actually have a solid plot?#a Goal? a Quest?#i dont think so

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fiftyshadesgrl · 5 years

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He saved me/ part 5

Summary: reader is in a abusive relationship. When things take a turn for the worst she finds help in the winchesters.

Warning: this story will have smut, violence, abuse, torture, language, and kidnapping. If youre triggered by any of this i suggest not to read.

I looked from sam to dean and back again. Dean walked over to me. "Well since we dont have anything to do but wait, lets go and get you some clothes."

I shook my head, "oh no, i dont expect you to buy me...."

He cut me off,"im going to buy you some clothes."

His voice left no room for argument. I nodded and walked back towards the bathroom. I looked in the mirror, my hair was starting to dry but it needed a good brushing. Deans clothes hung from me in parts and i guess buying an outfit that actually fit wouldnt be to bad.

A knock on the bathroom door made me jump. "(Y/N), you ready to go?" It was dean. I opened the door and looked down at the sweatpants hanging off of me.

"Do you, maybe have a pair of shorts i can borrow? Maybe i can roll them up." I whispered.

"Sure. Come on in my room. We will find something." Dean smiled as he took my hand. He led me back to his room and started looking in his dresser.

"Here, these might work. They have a drawstring in them to where you can tighten them up." He said as he handed me a black pair of shorts.

I walked back to the bathroom and changed. The shorts were better than the sweat pants. I tied the long flannel in a knot just below my hip bone and rolled the sleeves up a bit. I pulled my hair into a side ponytail and my black hair drapped in a curtain of long curls over my shoulder. This would have to do.

I walked back into the library and found dean back there with sam. They both looked my way and i saw deans mouth slightly open and sam smiled.

I looked down at my feet still bare, i wrung my hands nervously.

"You look great." Dean said in a whisper. I stared down at his boot clad feet. I felt his finger under my chin tilting my head up to look him in the eyes.

Those beautiful green eyes seemed to peer into my soul. My lips tingling from the searing kiss we had shared earlier. I smiled shyly at him as i looked down at the floor again.

Dean pulled his keys out of his pocket and looked back at sam. "We will be back later."

Dean held his hand out to me and i took it cautiously. He led me up the stairs and out to the garage. He opened my door for me. I climbed in, then he walked around the car and got in himself.

"You ready?" He asked with a small smile on his face as he looked at me. I nodded and the engine roared to life. I closed my eyes and realized how much i really love how his car sounds.

We drove in silence for thirty minutes and we arrived in the middle of town. I looked around and saw dress shops, clothes shops, shoe stores, hair salons. Everything.

I turned towards dean with wide eyes. "This is a little overwhelming. Ive never been to places like this before."

He smiled and placed his hand on my thigh. His touch burned me and made my core ache for him. I shifted slightly in the seat slightly. He grabbed my hand and placed a card in it.

"This is my credit card, you go buy anything you want. Everything you need. Doesnt matter just pamper yourself."

I hesitated on taking it and shook my head no. Dean gave me a stern look and pushed the credit card towards me. "Im serious. Take it, go buy whatever you want. Ill be out here waiting."

I smiled and he smiled back. "Thank you dean. Ill repay you i promise."

He waved me off as he shooed me out of the car. I have never went shopping for myself before without parker being there telling me what i could or couldnt buy.

Two hours later i had my arms full of bags. Dean was sitting in the impala his sunglasses on, air drumming to ac/dc. I smiled and felt a pull in my heart at just how gorgeous he is.

He looked over and saw me standing there and jumped out to help me with the bags. He opened the back door and placed all of the bags in there then turned and smiled at me. "I see you found you some stuff. Did you get everything you need?"

I nodded "i think so, im sorry i got so much but i promise ill repay you."

Dean opened my door. "No you wont either. This is a gift from me to you."

He climbed in and started the car, pulling out of the parking lot heading back towards the bunker. He turned the music down to where it wasnt blaring anymore. I turned towards him in the seat, "thank you dean. I have never had someone do that for me before. Parker always picked out what i could and couldnt wear. It was a little overwhelming to be honest."

Dean still had his shades on so i didnt know if he looked my way or not because his head didnt move. "Youre very welcome sweetheart. If you need anything else just let me know and youll have it."

I smiled, he was so sweet. What other man would rescue a woman, stay by her side in the hospital, take her in his home, then give her his credit card and tell her to go buy anything she wants. Dean winchester thats who. I had no doubt he was genuine about everything he has done for me.

Dean stopped and grabbed a couple pizzas on our way back. "I know you love pizza so thats what we are having for dinner." He said as he climbed back in placing the pizzas between us.

"Thank you." I said as i looked down at my hands. He pulled back out onto the road, he placed his hand on top of mine in my lap.

"No need to thank me for everything." He said as he intertwined our fingers.

"Im sorry." I said shyly.

"Another thing, stop apologizing for everything."

"Im sor... Im just used to acting a certain way. I had to be a certain way and I just dont know any other way." I said.

He glanced over at me, "youll find your way again. Just be yourself, find who you truly are and do that. You dont have to worry about anything anymore. The shit you put up with before will never happen again. Not as long as Im breathing."

I nodded which was all i could manage. We rode the rest of the way in comfortable silence. We pulled into the garage of the bunker and dean got out with the pizzas. He opened the back door trying to get all the bags but was failing miserably.

"Here let me take something." I said giggling. I hadnt done that in a long time. Being around sam and dean might just be good for me after all.

He shook his head and growled as he dropped another bag on the ground. I took the pizzas and a few bags from him. "I dont expect you to do everything for me dean. Its sweet but i can handle my own."

"Oh i have no doubt about that." He said smirking at me which made me blush. We made our way into the bunker and down the steps to the library where sam was focused on something on his laptop.

"Honey, were home!" Dean yelled and sam looked up grinning at all the bags we put down on the table.

"So (Y/N), did you get everything you needed?" Sam asked closing his laptop.

I nodded, "thank you both for everything. I promise i will...." I was cut off by dean.

"If you say youll repay us one more time Im gonna have to take you over my knee." Dean said grinning like the cat who ate the canary. His grin got bigger as i pushed my thighs together at the thought of being spanked by him.

Sam rolled his eyes and got up from the table. He disappeared into the kitchen and came back with three beers.

He placed one in front of me, "i dont know if you wanted a beer or not but we have tea, water, and soda too."

I shrugged, "ive never drank before." Both of the boys looked at me in shock, "parker never let me drink."

I took the beer and tried to twist the cap off but i couldnt get it. Dean chuckled and twisted the cap off with ease and handed it back to me.

I nodded a thanks to him and took a swig. Dean grabbed a slice of pizza as did sam and i just sat there watching. Dean pushed one of the boxes towards me, "eat, no need to sit there hungry."

"Besides if you wait to long bottomless pit over there will devour it all." Sam said pointing at dean. I chuckled as dean smiled with a mouth full of pizza.

An hour and four slices of pizza later i was stuffed. I sighed and rubbed my belly, "I cant manage another bite." I downed the rest of my beer as sam got up from the table and took the bottles to throw them away.

Dean moved into the chair beside me, "what would you say to a night out tonight?" He said hesitantly.

"Where?" I asked looking at him.

"Theres a bar not far from here. Me you and sam could all go. I think you deserve a night to unwind." Dean said wiggling his eyebrows.

I laughed, who could say no to him and all his cuteness. I knew i couldnt so i just nodded, "okay, lets go out."

He clapped his hands together and stood up. "Great, lets get your things in your room so you can get all dolled up for a night on the town." He grabbed all the bags and led me down the hall to a room right across from his. He opened the door and placed the bags on the bed.

"Its not much of a room but decorate it any way you want. Make yourself at home. If you need anything im right across the hall." He said closing the door behind him, leaving me alone in the silence.

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