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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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Re: FILLED: Bordatella Blues (4/4)
The doctor hums and putters about, but other than the fact that Sam has dropped five pounds, not much is different. “Sometimes these things just take a while to resolve,” he says, amicably but Dean gets the sense that he says this to a lot of overprotective parents. “I'll write a prescription for a different cough syrup...”
“No,” Dean interrupts.
“Dean,” John warns, but his son isn't listening.
“No, you need to see Sam cough.”
“Son,” the man says slowly. “Sam hasn't coughed at all. I know that it seems...”
“No,” Dean repeats. “You need to hear it. You need to see it.”
John tries to reason, but Dean won't be budged, and Sam is as always taking his cues from his big brother. They sit for another five minutes and John has begun apologizing for wasting the doctor's times when Sam begins to cough.
The doctor looks stunned once Sam is done, lips tinged blue and listing on the table, but Dean doesn't have time for him because his little brother looks miserable. Sam's wearing the exact same expression that he does when he's done something wrong and that's just too much for Dean. He gets up and goes over to the exam table and puts an arm around Sam's shoulders.
The doctor is much more serious now, as he asks Sam to lie back. Dean nods his okay and Sam does so. The doctor takes a long, thin swab and places it gently in front of Sam's nostril. Dean lays a comforting hand on Sam's arm and the doctor's hand plunges down quickly, swab disappearing into Sam's nose and coming back out just as fast.
Sam's coughing, but they're small and once Dean convinces himself that it's not another fit he asks, “What was that?”
The doctor puts the swab away. “A nasopharyngeal swab. I'm going to run some tests and get back to you tomorrow, but I'm going to write you a prescription for some erithromycin. It's an antibiotic. I think it'll help.” He scribbles on his pad of paper and gives the sheet to John. “Make sure that Sam takes all of the pills, even if he stops coughing.”
“What do you think it is?” John asks.
“Pertussis,” the doctor replies. “Whooping cough. I won't know until I get the test back, but I want to make sure that we start treating it right away, if I'm right. It's highly contagious.”
“Highly contagious? Will Dean get it? I thought people didn't get that anymore.”
“It's rare, now that there's a vaccine. Were your children vaccinated?”
“Dean was,” John replies confidently. “I think Sam got some shots, but... his mother died when he was six months old and... you know.”
The room is quiet. Dean strokes his hand along Sam's arm. Their dad does the best he can and sometimes things fall by the wayside. Dean understands, he does. But he's looking at Sam sitting hunched in on himself in the tiny exam room and he isn't feeling very forgiving.
-*-
Sam doesn't like being sick, but he sure doesn't seem to mind the perks. John buys them real food, good food, like steak and potatoes and ice cream. It turns out that he could've been home a few days earlier, but even as Sam was coughing and throwing up he was touring the area bars and cheating the locals out of a few hundred dollars. With a new surplus of cash, they live well as Sam finishes up his week of antibiotics.
Two weeks and they leave the town and it gets categorized as yet another thing that Winchesters Don't Talk About, but Dean never forgets the sight of his brother's face turning slowly blue. He loves his dad and even more importantly he understands his dad, but from then on there's only one person he trusts with Sammy's health and safety, and that's himself.
Re: FILLED: Bordatella Blues (4/4)
Re: FILLED: Bordatella Blues (4/4)
Re: FILLED: Bordatella Blues (4/4)
Re: FILLED: Bordatella Blues (4/4)