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THE RULES
→ Leave a comment here with your prompt. Because it's Sam's birthday, I'm going to say that any Sam-centric prompts are okay, even if there's not much hurt/comfort in them.
→ In your prompt, please state your desired characters or pairings. All genres/pairings welcome, but no real-person prompts.
→ Prompts can be as short or detailed as you like. Remember though - more detail means less wriggle room for the writer, which might lower the chances of someone picking up your prompt.
→ Go through the prompts! If you find one you like, write a fic for it. There's no limit to how many users can reply to a prompt, or how many prompts someone can write for.
→ When replying to a prompt with your comment-fic, put ‘filled’ in your subject line and then anything else you want, like a title if you have one/part numbers. It’s not a big deal if you forget this step, but it will make it easier for people to find your fic.
→ Anon posting enabled.
→ NO SPOILERS FOR UNAIRED EPISODES.
→ Play nice - no flaming and no character bashing, period. Any comments that break this rule will be deleted without warning.
→ Feedback is catnip for writers. Leave some author-love!
→ No spam comments.
→ Contact one of the mods if you have a question.
→ Spread the Sam love - pimp this meme! Just copy and paste the code below:
→ Have fun!
→ In your prompt, please state your desired characters or pairings. All genres/pairings welcome, but no real-person prompts.
Example A: “Sam, Dean, gen, set in season 2. Sam has a vision and passes out. Cue caring!Dean and limp!Sam.”→ Post as many prompts as you like - but one prompt per comment. If you've got a couple, comment with each separately.
Example B: “Sam/Dean, trauma. Sam is injured on a hunt, Dean freaks out when he thinks Sam might be dead.”
→ Prompts can be as short or detailed as you like. Remember though - more detail means less wriggle room for the writer, which might lower the chances of someone picking up your prompt.
→ Go through the prompts! If you find one you like, write a fic for it. There's no limit to how many users can reply to a prompt, or how many prompts someone can write for.
→ When replying to a prompt with your comment-fic, put ‘filled’ in your subject line and then anything else you want, like a title if you have one/part numbers. It’s not a big deal if you forget this step, but it will make it easier for people to find your fic.
→ Anon posting enabled.
→ NO SPOILERS FOR UNAIRED EPISODES.
→ Play nice - no flaming and no character bashing, period. Any comments that break this rule will be deleted without warning.
→ Feedback is catnip for writers. Leave some author-love!
→ No spam comments.
→ Contact one of the mods if you have a question.
→ Spread the Sam love - pimp this meme! Just copy and paste the code below:
→ Have fun!
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anonymous wrote After a Narrowly-Averted-Apocalypse, an old friend from Stanford runs into Sam Winchester at a gas station. He's surprised/disturbed by what he sees.
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anonymous wrote A witch the boys meet on a case decides to cast a spell on Sam as a gift for his birthday (she notices the guys have some communication hang ups)--he will not be able to inhibit what he says for a full day. Basically everything he thinks and feels comes spewing out of his mouth without his control. Including many thoughts of self-loathing and doubting Dean could ever love him the same after all that's happened, any other things you want, etc. Sam is mortified and feels exposed and stupid.
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Filled-No One to Listen, No One to Tell (1/2)
No one noticed or had a clue that the world was even in danger.
Expect two people...well...technically one person and an undead person but that would be getting into too many details.
Sam Winchester wasn’t big on details at the moment.
He was too busy getting drunk with his newest bestest friend ever.
“The bear thing was totally your fault, Spike,” He said as he finished up his…fifth…sixth…beer? He lost count…maybe that wasn’t a bad thing.
“Was not!” Spike said as he handed him a new beer.
“Waving your arms around, screaming come and eat me, you sack of fur wasn’t your fault?”
“It saved your skinny ass.”
“Barely…I remembered a lot of running involved.”
“Didn’t think he would summon another bear, mate!”
“Then we had to deal with a sleuth of bears.”
“…Did you just say sleuth…?”
“Yes, that is what a group of bears are called…”
“You aren’t drunk enough yet.”
“Am too.”
“Are not.”
“Am too.”
“Not. You remember things like a group of bears…”
“I am getting there! Just turn on the radio and I will sing.”
“….Not right now, mate…”
“How did we save the world again?”
“I don’t have a bloody clue.”
It was strange. He tried his hardest to ignore the signs. The growing odd weather patterns…the dead bodies…the disappearances…he couldn’t ignore it for long. He packed up a few of his things and headed out. He told his roommate that he was going to get away for the weekend.
Which was partly true, he was getting away from his “normal” life and returning to his old life.