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→ 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:
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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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Re: Filled! Dental floss
"What the hell is up with you? I put in new stitches four hours ago, and now they're gone again. They didn't burst, Sam. They're just gone. And even without them, the wounds should have started to heal by now."
Sam turned to look at him. "I don't know," he replied levelly.
"And how bad the bruises are? That just ain't normal." Dean shook his head. This time, he wrapped it tightly without restitching and left it propped on a pile of pillows.
"I'll be back," he announced. "Don't go anywhere."
Sam raised his head and glared, but dizziness quickly pulled it back down.
It's the demon blood, Dean. It's running through my veins so thick it dissolves thread.
Not half an hour later, the motel door flew open and Dean burst through, carrying a shopping bag.
"I called Bobby. He says it's the ghoul saliva. Apparently it's an anticoagulant, among other things. Some waxed dental floss should hold the wounds closed long enough to heal."
"That's the arm it kept licking," Sam added slowly. "That makes sense."
Once the arm was restitched and covered in fresh gauze, Dean looked at his brother closely. "You've lost too much blood. I can barely feel the pulse in your other wrist, and I think you're going to faint if you try to stand up. You really should have a transfusion, but if I bring you in with those cuts, they'll think you tried to off yourself, and you're too big to smuggle out of the psych ward under my coat."
With the wound closed for the third time, Dean helped him out of the tub and into bed, keeping Sam's head low. Once Sam was settled and his eyes refocused, Dean reached for the shopping bag again.
"I got one other thing, too." Dean pulled out giant bundle of leaves.
"You bought vegetables?" Sam stared.
"Antitoxin. Vitamin K is the best way to get you clotting again. Grocery store didn't have vitamin pills, and the health food store is closed until tomorrow, but this cashier told me kale was the next best thing. And you love all that green stuff, right?"
"Ah, Dean? People don't usually eat raw kale."
"Dude, normal people don't eat friggin' kale. Microwave?" Dean suggested, stuffing a fistful of leaves into a coffee cup.
The first batch came out a little overdone, and Dean didn't have any garlic or oil to flavor it with. Still, Sam managed to get down about half a cup of cooked leaves, which would hopefully start to counteract the ghoul poison. Along with the bland, limp heap of greens, Dean pushed a full quart of apple juice into him, trying to make up for the frightening amount of blood that had washed down the drain.
Still, without a transfusion it would take a while for Sam to get his strength back. Time, those veggies he was so fond of, and, absolutely, DVDs. Dean didn't particularly want to talk about the whole Adam mess, but it had been months since the Winchesters had even seen a movie together, and the thought of spending a few days stuck in one spot didn't quite sound as boring as it usually did.
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