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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.
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→ 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: the runaway bunny 1/2
--
For you are my little bunny.
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1986.
--
"I am running away," Sam announces. Words go out of his mouth and fingers go in. He sucks on one hand and twirls soft wisps of his hair (not the back, which is tangled and carseat-matted) with the other.
Dean is unimpressed. "You hafta say the first part. He said to his father. Say it."
"But I saying it to you," says Sam.
"Pretend you're not. If it's on the page, you hafta say it. That's what reading is. You can't skip any of the words, or they notice. Now say it."
"He said to his father, 'I am running away.'"
"Good. Okay, say this one now. 'If you run away,' said his father 'I will run after you. For you are my little bunny.'"
"If you..." Sam stops. That was a long one. He chews his fingers instead.
Dean whips the book against the ground with a snap, and Sam jumps. Teeth rake against the wrinkled skin of his knuckles, which hurts. He'd say as much, because Sam is three, and has discovered that he likes talking quite a bit, but Dean still has him on speed, if not quantity. "Cripes, Sammy. Why are you so bad at reading?"
"If I get to see the book, I--"
"You don't know the alphabet, anyway. Whaddayou need the book for?"
"Reading is looking at books" says Sam, very seriously.
"Nah," says Dean. "That's what you have me for. You're gonna learn how to read this book, and you can skip the alphabet completely. It's faster that way. Look, I'll go slow this time. 'If you run away,' said his father. 'I will run after you.'"
Sam takes his fingers out of his mouth and takes a deep breath.
--
Sam has the whole thing read. He can read the book and he doesn't even need it in his hands. Which is a good thing, because according to Dean the school library stole it back, so they don't have that book anymore.
"What book?" asks Dad.
"The Runaway Bunny, by Margaret Wise Brown." Dean seems awful pleased with himself, even though he's not the one who's going to read it now.
"What's it about?"
Sam freezes. He's not sure.
Dean saves him. "Rabbits."
Sam doesn't remember any rabbits; just bunnies.
Dad shakes his head. He is too tired for this. He is too busy. "'S about family. Not rabbits." He goes back to his own book, flipping the pages. But he's not saying anything, so he's not really reading. "You gotta look at what's really there, Dean."
Dean looks stung, cheeks flushed, and Sam's afraid he's not gonna get to read, 'cause Dean didn't know what the book was really about, so Sam just starts in.
He said to his father, "I am running away."
"If you run away," said his father, "I will run after you. For you are my little bunny."
--
Dad says he's done good. Then he tells Sam not to forget about the bathroom, and points him out towards the toilet. That's the end of it, at least for Sam.
To Dean, Dad says, "There's no bunny and his father, in that book." As he slinks down the hallway, Sam chafes, because that means his brother is a liar.
"Yeah, well now there is," says Dean, defiant. Then he adds, "Sir."
Margaret Wise Brown, Dad says. You know what 'wise' is? And Dean does not. "Means you're smart. You know how to fix things."
Dean beams. Sam doesn't really understand, but he doesn't have time to think about ti, because he really does need the bathroom after all. Dad knows what he's talking about.