[identity profile] foolscapper.livejournal.com
Author: [livejournal.com profile] foolscapper
Artist: [livejournal.com profile] quickreaver
Rating: Teen to Mature
Pairings: N/A, Gen (platonic soul mates)
Summary: For the Sam Winchester Big Bang on tumblr this year! "Bar fight. Don't tell Dean. I don't want to hear it. You just... You understand best. You get it best, y'know? You get me." Death brings Sam back — sort of. A domestic, curtain-fic sort of piece that explores different sections of what makes Sam Winchester. An alternative to S07E01, where raising our boy's soul doesn't go exactly to plan.

Warning for psychological issues, mental anguish, mentions of torture, and so on. Also has minor self-harm (unintentional harm) and violence.


ART MASTERPOST (potential spoilers ahoy)
[identity profile] tuesdaytoo.livejournal.com
Title: Amulets for Ornaments
Author: [livejournal.com profile] tuesdaytoo
Rating: T
Characters: Sam, Dean, Cas
Word count: ~3000
Summary: Sam’s trying to decorate a Christmas tree for Cas. It’d be easier if he and Dean were talking. It’d also be easier if he could find some real ornaments. Set after 9x12 “Sharp Teeth.”



Jul. 1st, 2016 03:22 am
[identity profile] foolscapper.livejournal.com
Title: Shade
Rating: teen+
Genre: tragedy/supernatural/horror/family; pre-series/weechesters
Warnings: body horror, illness, death of a character (ssssort of)
Notes: Just a quick awful thing I wrote a while ago, haha. Enjoy!

Summary: Sam’s cursed during a hunt, when he’s in the seventh grade.



Jul. 1st, 2016 03:08 am
[identity profile] foolscapper.livejournal.com

Title: Tether
Rating: Mature
Genre: Angst/tragedy/supernatural/gen
Warnings: character death and lots of sadness
Notes: It's from the samwinchesterbigbang! Thanks again to my artist who made such wonderful artwork. You can find it on AO3 and ff.net! Links below.
Summary: "It's hard to explain, what if feels like to just — stop being whole. I remember thinking about it a lot, when Dad and Dean started actually letting me go on hunts, you know...? I wondered what pain felt like to them, when they don't have the chemicals and nerves for it, no bodies to replicate the feeling. I wondered what tethers them to that kind of hurt, instead of running away from it."

[identity profile] crowroad3.livejournal.com
Title: A Brief History of Optics
Characters: Sam, Dean, others
Genre: gen
Spoilers/warnings:  S11!
Summary: Sam, and light.

[identity profile] twin-feathers.livejournal.com
Title: Fare Me Well
Author: TiTivillus
Word Count: 3,926
Characters: Sam, Dean, Chuck/God (mentioned)
Pairings: None
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: For episodes 2x09 'Croatoan' and 11x20 'Don't call me Shurley'.

Summary: "You've kept it with you this entire time and you never said a word?" Coda to episode 11x20- "Don't call me Shurley". The boys have a much-needed heart to heart after the events of the episode. Hurt/Comfort.

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Fic: Cross

Apr. 2nd, 2016 03:04 am
[identity profile] crowroad3.livejournal.com
Author: crowroad3
: Cross
Genre: gen, h/c...or h/fix?
Characters: Sam, Dean, John
Warnings/Spoilers: 11 x 17!, blood, illness, trauma natural and supernatural
Summary: Keep it stocked. Live.


Fic: Nyth

Mar. 24th, 2016 11:07 pm
[identity profile] crowroad3.livejournal.com
Title: Nyth
Genre: gen, brotherfeels, hurt/comfort,
alternate bit for 11 x 16

Warnings/Spoilers: 11 x 16!
Summary:  Sam, in the walls.

[identity profile] pineapplefan92.livejournal.com
Title: A Pocketful of Posies
Author: pineapplefan92
Rating: PG
Genre/Pairing: Gen
Characters: Sam, Dean
Summary: The boys investigate an art museum where employees are dying from what appears to be the bubonic plague. Set after Episode 2x11: 'Playthings.' Eventual Sick!Sam, Protective!Dean, and quite a bit of angst to go around.
Chapters: 2/?

Posted on
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[identity profile] themegalosaurus.livejournal.com
Title: Make Thick My Blood
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: M
Wordcount: 20669
Artist: [livejournal.com profile] stormbrite
Beta: [livejournal.com profile] agelade
Warnings: discussion of past noncon, possession, vomiting, seizures, self-harm

“You’re going to kill me, Dean,” Sam says, eventually.
And all Dean can say is, “I think I am.”
A season 10 AU, set after 10x14 (’The Executioner’s Song’). Cas finds a solution that might cure the Mark of Cain; but if they’re going to go through with it, Sam has a terrible price to pay.

Author's note: I wrote this for the [livejournal.com profile] sammybigbang but had to post it here on OhSam, too, because it came out of the five-year anniversary fanworks meme that you guys ran back in (cough cough) Feb 2015. So this is a very, very late amnesty post and I hope [livejournal.com profile] chomaisky can forgive me for the delay!
[identity profile] pineapplefan92.livejournal.com
Title: A Pocketful of Posies
Author: [livejournal.com profile] pineapplefan92
Rating: PG
Genre/Pairing: Gen
Characters: Sam, Dean
Summary: The boys investigate an art museum where employees are dying from what appears to be the bubonic plague. Set after Episode 2x11: 'Playthings.' Eventual Sick!Sam, Protective!Dean, and quite a bit of angst to go around.
Chapters: 1/?

Posted on
: FF.net | AO3
[identity profile] crowroad3.livejournal.com
Title: Lament for Death
Genre: gen, non-linear, episode-related
Characters: Dean, Sam (POV), Darkness
Rating: G
Word Count: 750
Warnings/Spoilers: 11x2 !
Summary: A vessel is one thing; a void is another.

On AO3
[identity profile] center-galaxy.livejournal.com
Title: Under My Skin
Author: Center of the Galaxy
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Sam, Chuck, Dean
Spoilers: Season 11 promo
Word Count: About 2,000 words

Summary: "The Darkness doesn't want you, Sam. It wants your body. That dot? It's going to grow. The Darkness will settle into every cell of your being until the part of you that makes you Sam Winchester is wiped from existence."

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Read on my journal
[identity profile] foolscapper.livejournal.com

Title: A Little Extra
Rating: PG
Genre: Domestic Fluff / Angst / Comfort
Warnings: mention of hell trauma, mentally-altered Sam due to said trauma
Notes: This is some juicy comfort fic of sorts to the hurt that was The Long Calendar! It takes place after the second part of the verse, Through the Seasons (where said date is mentioned, but we never get to see him go on it, booo). It features a Sam first-person POV, because I wanted to give it a shot and see if I could. Plus, Dean’s POV would be him in a far cafe booth being unable to hear anything, hahaha. This one’s for you, anon requester!! Cross-posted from tumblr. You'll wanna read The Long Calendar and Through the Seasons first, probably.
Summary: Sam cleans up, determined to keep up normal appearances, and finally goes on that date.

“Sam,” Dean’s voice wriggles, humming like busted eardrums after an explosion, “Stop unbuttoning your shirt, man. I just got you looking like a model. I mean, as long as we cover your face, she’ll totally be sold on your look.”

Dean’s got a point. I rub my beard, and it scratches across my skin. My fingers’re ugly, too, but I can’t cut my fingers off like I can my beard; kinda need those. I do a lot around the house nowadays, and if I don’t have any fingers, I can’t take Bixy for a walk. Still, I’m just saying, a smooth face is probably preferred.

“I should shave,” I say.

[identity profile] foolscapper.livejournal.com
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is a weird little AU where Sam quits the Trials post-S8, but instead of spiraling into death he’s simply not in shape enough to hunt anymore (so you get hot!sickly!Sam don’t judge me). He retires and goes back to school; obviously, Madison not being a super!dead werewolf is also AU’d, and she is a fellow teacher. YOU’RE GONNA JUST HAVE TO ACCEPT MY CONVULTED AU LEANINGS. Also I am totally unfamiliar with school and college from a teacher perspective forgive me. Also mentions of not-actually-self-harm, just FYI.

Features some sick!Sam and some Madison/Sam.

Madison sits calmly at the diner with a pen at her teeth and a laptop in front of her, getting herself lost and distracted by the hum of conversation and the smell of coffee beans; she loves this place, enjoys the sort of isolated togetherness, if that at all makes sense, even if her guard is always up (because when it comes to matters of restraining orders, it still pays to be watchful). It’s 4:30 and she still hasn’t even breached the bulk of reading through the whirlwind of essays and Q&A’s that her students are too certain are concocted simply as torture.

Maybe if she hadn’t caught sight of a familiar hulking figure in her peripheral, she would have had a better chance at being professional today. Someone’s ordering a coffee — someone who’s mane you could spot from pretty far away. She couldn’t help but smile at the thought, watching the oh-so-familiar man step aside, fiddle with his vest and coat as he anticipated the caffeine."

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Title: Measure My Life in Coffee Cups
Rating: T for language
Genre:  H/C, fluff, Family
Word Count: 13,787
Warnings/Spoilers: Vague spoilers for entire series, and specifically Season 10 (more specifically Soul Survivor).
Summary: Ten chronological snapshots, measured by ten significant cups of coffee in Sam Winchester's life.  Written for [livejournal.com profile] spn_bigpretzel's recent fic exchange; now allowed to cross-post.  Full prompt at my LJ.

A/N2: My muses tend to take on a life of their own and this kept wanting to go in directions entirely inappropriate for the bigpretzel community but very appropriate for this one.  I will probably be posting deleted scenes on my own LJ sometime soon, as I have like 8,000 words of scrapped fic still on the cutting floor.

Thank you to my fabulous artist, just_ruth, whose lovely banner you see above.

I have measured out my life with coffee spoons. ~ T.S. Eliot

(a oneshot, but in three parts due to length limits) Part One  | Part Two  | Part Three

[identity profile] familybizness.livejournal.com
Title: All These Things We've Done
Summary: AU starting immediatately after S8. Sam is sick from the trials. Cas is human. Dean drinks too much. There will be guilt, love, and my usual heaping helpings of h/c.
Word Count: 1300ish
Rating: R
Author's Note: Part One of Three. This will be Sam/Cas by the end.

Read at my journal.
[identity profile] yuriookino.livejournal.com
Title: I see fireworks (and you are there too)
Author: [livejournal.com profile] yuriookino
Word count: ~ 4,000
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Gen
Characters: Sam, Dean
Warnings: Death!fic, some blood and usual Winchester language.
Disclaimer: Fortunately not mine. Or this it what would have happened.
Summary: Episode tag to 8x23. The rush towards the hospital is suddenly stopped by something unexpected. Dean has to deal with the time ticking, Sam fading, and things that need to be said, before it’s too late.
A/N: I combined a special mix of heatstroke and internal bleeding just for Sammy.
This fic has not been beta-ed, and I’m not a native speaker, so I apologise for all the mistakes.

Read it here
[identity profile] crowroad3.livejournal.com
Title: Somebody’s Got to Tell the Tale
Author: crowroad        
Word Count: 1900
Genre: gen, AU, fairy-tale-ish
Rating: PG
Warnings: Season 3, blood, hellhounds.
Summary:  All the hellhounds are dead. Or: Dean goes to hell. Sam brings him back.

His back's to the door and his shoulders are hunched up tight when Dean steps back in out of the stiff Illinois wind. He can hear the plastic bag crinkling over Dean's arm, smell diner grease and prairie earth and, very faintly, showered-off blood. All the hellhounds are dead, he thinks nonsensically, puts a hand quickly to his cheek, to his mouth.
"What's wrong?" Dean says.
"Sick, I think," Sam says, clicks the keyboard, closes the spellbook with a soft snap.

On AO3
[identity profile] crowroad3.livejournal.com
Title: Like Salt
Author: crowroad3
Word Count: 2200
Genre: gen, h/c
Rating: PG
Warnings: Season 8, trials, brooding, memories of hell and purgatory.
Summary:  Feverish Sam in the bunker, worried Dean, memories, flashbacks, quests, demons, ghosts, blood, broken glass, stained shirts, salt, stars, and corrupted apple pie.

Thing is, suffering is an offense, no matter who’s doing it.

“My eyeballs are on fire,” he says.

“Copy that,” Dean says, rough, worried, and Sam remembers, the clutch that pulled him from the granite-scented Maine woods, carried him home.

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