comment fic meme

[mimblexwimble.livejournal.com]

In celebration of Sam's birthday, we're hosting another comment fic meme!

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.

Example A: “Sam, Dean, gen, set in season 2. Sam has a vision and passes out. Cue caring!Dean and limp!Sam.”
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THE MASTER LIST

tahirire wrote The boys are in a better place emotionally. Dean thinks past his hurt at what he saw in Sam's heaven, and gets Sam a golden retriever puppy for his birthday.

dime_for_12 wrote 5x03 AU. Sam already said yes. He just doesn't know or remember it. Vessel!Sam, Possessed!Sam, Eeery!Lucifer. Please include lots of Dean.

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.

ratherastory wrote Sam discovers an intricate symbol that will allow him to wrench back control from Lucifer. Now he just needs someone to carve it into his back.

maskedfangirl wrote Happy Birthday, Sammy! Pity that it's alternate universe 5x04 and that you're having your birthday trapped inside of your own skin while the Devil ruins the world. Still, it was nice of the guy to sing to you on your birthday and he even got you a gift - he let you wander around in your body for an entire night out in the bleak remains of civilization. Of couse, everyone thinks you're the Devil and you're reviled and feared wherever you go. Worse, you're probably pretty far gone to find yourself weeping at the sound of birds on the wind or the scent of burning tires because it's just been so damned LONG since you've felt anything at all. Hey, I wonder what your chances are of getting Dean on the short wave are?

tifaching wrote The book that changed Sam's life. NOT The Catcher in the Rye or The Outsiders, please.

authoressnebula wrote I kind of have a thing for tired!Sam. And we know from 5x19 he's not been getting a lot of sleep. So, something where Sam is fighting to stay awake, maybe researching or in the car, and Dean's trying to get him to go to sleep?

mute90 wrote Angel/AU Spn crossover in which lawyer!Sam works at Wolfram and Hart. Sam's not evil. Just morally ambiguous in a goofy, adorable way. And now Angel has taken over Wolfram and Hart, and Lorne has instituted staff birthday parties, and it's Sam's birthday. All his work friends are there, and his non-work friends and family are invited, and it's a catastrophe. Dean is trying cheesy pickup lines on Illyria, and Bobby is making awkward smalltalk with Spike, and Castiel and Wesley are having, like, brooding, stubbly, eyesex in the corner, and Sam's pretty sure that still!alive!Jess is developing a crush on his darkly handsome, undead boss. It's the worst birthday ever, and there's something supernaturally not right about the cake...

authoressnebula wrote AU version of 5x10 Abandon All Hope: Sam is the one attacked by a hellhound, not Jo.

dime_for_12 wrote Sam's crazy plan works. He says yes to Lucifer to trap him, and manages to get him into the cage. Somehow, then or later, he is rescued, but he is physically and emotionally messed up from being possessed and locked up with Lucifer. Dean is there for him.

dime_for_12 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.

sistabro wrote Set in or after Sam Interrupted. Sam and Dean didn't get away and the doctor fills out his threat of sending Sam to a facility that deals with violent patients. Lucifer starts visiting Sam in his dreams.

kalliel wrote The book that changed Sam's life. NOT The Catcher in the Rye or The Outsiders, please. [Part 2] [Part 3]

klutzy_girl 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.

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.

lassiterfics wrote Sam starts smoking at Stanford, a slow but inexorable climb towards addiction. He tries halfheartedly to hide it from Dean after Jess dies, but Dean finds out pretty quickly and is shocked and appalled.

caerial wrote The Winchesters spend a lot of time in Humboldt Park (a predominantly Puerto Rican neighborhood in Illinois) tracking down old contacts. John leaves Sam and Dean in the care of a friend and Sam, precocious child that he is, starts learning to speak around then. But Dean doesn't talk anymore, and John's never around, so Sam's first acquired language actually ends up being Spanish. John's beginning to realize it wasn't just his and Mary's life went up in flames. So what now?

m14mouse wrote A Supernatural/Buffy crossover. Stanford-era Sam and recently-chipped Spike save the world. The problem is Sam has no one to tell and Spike has no one who will believe him. So, Spike comes back to Stanford a year later with a whole bunch of bear to celebrate the day they saved the world. Sam loves the company.

27_jaredjensen wrote Sam, Dean - season five after "The End". Sam is taking the Impala out to get food when he wrecks the car. He thinks this will be just one more thing that Dean will be mad at him about. Then he realizes he's hurt and ends up in the hospital. Dean takes care of him.

27_jaredjensen wrote Stanford era--Sam is sick during his birthday (could be the first one at Stanford or not) but a birthday present arrives that cheers him up.

roque_clasique wrote Stanford era--When Dean goes to check on Sam, he's shocked to be pointed in the direction of a busy club. Turns out Sam's the lead singer of a super-emo rock band (and, yes, he IS wearing eyes liner. AND leather pants). Sam is mortified to see Dean looking like that (he finds being bombarded by female groupies while he croons melodramatically embarrassing and only joined the band to get some cash for school).

greeneyes_fan wrote Gen. Like we all know, Sam gets his arms sliced up pretty bad by the ghouls in 4.19. BUT for some reason, the stitches Dean put in keep dissolving and the boys don't know why. Dean is afraid that Sam is pulling the stitches out himself and Sam won't contradict him because he thinks that maybe the demon blood running through him is eating the stitches away. Either way, Sam's not healing, just getting worst. All ends shmoopily after h/c hi-jinks ensue.

phx69 wrote Ever since his rape on his birthday, he hasn't celebrated. Sam finally gives into Dean's questioning in why.

dime_for_12 wrote Sam suffers an injury that won't be fatal but that will be intensely painful for some time and/or take a long time to heal enough to get back in the hunt if it'll heal at all. Frustration, h/c, and finally he gives up and asks Dean to kill him, because he knows perfectly well he'll bounce back from that much faster.

sistabro wrote Sam, Chuck, booze, and useless college degrees.

Comments

[kalliel]

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.

[liliaeth]

now that one I definitely want to see

[cordelia-gray.livejournal.com]

Me too. Such a sucker for this trope. Please write it, lovely people!

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[(Anonymous)]

Gas is three cents cheaper here than right in town, and Jed’s stipend is already pretty strained by the conference, so he pulls up the rental at the pump, behind a gleaming, lovingly preserved classic car that would’ve made Liz’s eyes pop out if she’d been with him. The guy filling her up has his back to him. He’s strikingly tall, and something about the height and the slight slump of his shoulders and the way ends of hair sticks out in all directions from a neglected haircut is familiar. Then he half turns, and Jed sees his profile and exclaims “Sam!” God, it’s the mysterious vanishing Sam Winchester.

The guy jerks, startled, and turns round all the way and for a moment Jed thinks he’s made a mistake after all, because this guy isn’t anything like Sam. There’s an ugly scar twisting across his cheek and vanishing under the patch that covers his right eye, and the expression in his other eye is almost worse. Jed’s already moving towards him, though, and the guy is squinting a bit, and finally he says “Jed?” and it’s Sam’s voice all right, though he sure doesn’t sound happy to see him, more like hostile or, weirdly, frightened.

It’s maybe a mercy that Jed has spent the last two days making small talk with the senior professors who have life and death power over his career, because the filters between his brain and his mouth are in pretty good shape right now and he doesn’t actually say “God, Sam, what happened to you?” While his brain is fishing for a better option, Sam puts on this social smile that’s as far from the old Sam’s grin as the grim wariness it’s replacing and he says in the voice that matches the smile, all patently fake ease, “Jed, man, it’s been ages, what brings you to this neck of the woods?” Jed can hear himself babbling a bit as he explains in too many words about grad school and the conference and the paper he’s giving, and he’s so busy concentrating on not looking at the scar or the eyepatch or anything, really, that he doesn’t even notice that another man has come up behind him, carrying a bag from the gas station’s convenience store, till the guy is walking past him towards Sam. Sam shoots a look at the new guy and the man moves next to him and a bit in front of him, too close and a kind of belligerent, like a bodyguard or a jealous boyfriend. He’s inches shorter than Sam, and his face is unscarred and insanely good-looking, but he looks dangerous.

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[(Anonymous)]

“Jed,” says Sam, “this is my brother Dean. Dean, this is Jed Henderson. We knew each other at Stanford.” Jed’s a bit stuck on the “brother,” first because of the bodyguard/boyfriend thing, and second because brother? Sam Winchester? The man without a past, who had materialized on the Stanford campus with so little backstory that if he weren’t so damn happy and open (apart from how no one ever knew shit about him) you’d think he was some junior mobster in witness protection. But Jed shakes Dean’s hand – the guy doesn’t smile -- and tries valiantly to get through this encounter, though it’s getting more awkward by the second.

“Yeah,” he says, “Sam and I were in a few Latin courses together. Your brother is one amazing Latinist. I was the Classics major, but he fucking ran rings around me.” That almost seems to lighten the Dean guy up a bit, because he kind of pokes at Sam with his elbow and says, “You took Latin at Stanford, Sammy? What, you were homesick or something?” But Sam doesn’t even glance at his brother. He’s staring at Jed with his one eye and this weirdly intense look and he says, “Yeah, Dean, Latin, you know, like Christus, Christi, Christo, Christum, Christo.” And that’s pretty bizarre, because why on earth is Sam reciting the second declension, and why is he using the name of Christ to do it? But it’s almost like Sam relaxes a bit then, and he leans back on the car and smiles at Jed almost like he used to and asks him what the paper he’s giving at the conference is about.

It’s about prophecy and irony in the Thebaid, and Jed is launching into all its glorious detail and forgetting that he’s at a gas station having the most awkward mini college reunion of his life when the Dean guy interrupts with “What the fuck is the Thebaid?” And Jed starts to backtrack and explain that it’s a Latin epic, later than Virgil, and that it’s about this epic, tragic contest between two doomed brothers, the sons of Oedipus. And suddenly Sam is laughing, laughing so much that he can’t talk and he has to wave his hand helplessly at Dean and Jed while they watch him crack up. There’s a bit of a hysterical edge to it, and Jed can’t see what on earth is funny about a gloomy gorefest in Latin hexameters, but Sam looks like Sam, like he used to laugh himself weak and breathless over dorky Latin jokes at Stanford. And Dean is staring at his brother, and it’s like he’s a bit outraged and bit worried, but Jed thinks he can also see some of that sudden recognition – hey, this is Sam -- that he thinks is on his own face.

Finally Dean says, “Come on, Sam, we need to get going,” and he shakes Jed’s hand again and says “It was nice to meet you,” and he actually sounds like he might mean it. Sam says “Yeah, man, good to see you again,” and they get in the car and drive off and it occurs to Jed that he didn’t ask Sam a single question. Later on he calls Liz and tells her about the Sam Winchester sighting and she peppers him with questions, but all he can say is “He didn’t say much.”

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[whitereflection.livejournal.com]

Not very good at this? Pff, this is really good. \o/ A really nice outsider-POV that says a lot about both Sam and Dean. I love all the little details, like Dean being protective of Sam (and it being misconstrued, heh), and Sam sneaking in Christo, and Sam's reaction to the Thebaid. ♥ The concept of Sam laughing at dorky Latin jokes makes me full of glee X3 And both Dean's and an old acquaintance's reaction that it's a very Sam thing makes me even more charmed by it.

Really nicely done. :)

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[tifaching.livejournal.com]

Oh, this was wonderful! Not very good at this? This rocks! I love Jed and his conference and his misconstruing Dean and Sam throwing out Christo and the two doomed brothers and that bit of the old Sam at the end. Great story, thanks so much for sharing!

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[lavinialavender.livejournal.com]

This is a great take! I like how suspicious (poor one-eyed) Sam is - ack, after Brady - but then loosens up a little. Lol, hilarious reference with Thebaid, too. Very nice job!

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[elliemurasaki.livejournal.com]

Oh this is wonderful.

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[kalliel]

This was absolutely phenomenal. I love what you did with Jed, here--how he's so obviously collegiate and just, well. Very much in that mindset. It worked well to characterize him and set the tone of the piece in as streamlined a manner as possible.

And the way you handled Jed perceiving Sam perceiving Jed (with Dean in there, too, and everything!) was just what I was thinking of when I was writing the prompt. Thank you so much for that.

As people above me have said, Sam's inclusion of "Christo" was a nice touch. (Haven't had the opportunity to see 5x20 yet, but I do understand the ep reference, which just made it that much better.)

This was so great, Anon. Thank you!

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[(Anonymous)]

Thank you all so much for the supportive feedback. That was literally my first fic ever (what can I say, I can't leave Sam's birthday uncelebrated), so it means a lot to me that people read it and liked it and commented.

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[pinkphoenix1985.livejournal.com]

you are too modest! this is brilliant!

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[borgmama1of5.livejournal.com]

This was excellent! Loved your outsider POV and the little things he noticed.

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[jesseofthenorth.livejournal.com]

For someone who claims "not very good at this" you certainly hit this out of the park.

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[blubird-pie.livejournal.com]

Sam sneaking in the "Christo" and then relaxing was so sad and yet perfect. I love fic that blends in early season stuff like Stanford (laughing at latin jokes! Oh, Sam...) and the recent apocalypse arc, and this little fic does that so well. And of course nothing's as refreshing as a well-written outsider POV, which this certainly is <3

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[sistabro]

This is great! I have totally done the grad student spout off about weird esoteric things. And while I'm not familiar with the Thebaid, you put in just enough info about it that I don't need to be :) Well, done.

FILLED; the blank remains of disposable men; 1/2

[dime-for-12.livejournal.com]

Okay, so this is a little off the mark, I think, but I couldn't help myself - the prompt wouldn't leave me alone.

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The car's a beaut. Big, shiny, a classic - even Sara can tell that, although her Harold is the car buff, not her. It's almost as good lookin as the two men leaning against her as they fill up on gas.

One's tall, and handsome, too, no lie. But - well, tall is what you're gonna remember after seein him. That, or the grim, contained expression, the shoulders that threaten to strain his jacket, but seem so shrunken all at the same time. Or. Okay, there's a lot you could go by. Tall just bein the first that comes to mind.

The other, well. He's gorgeous. Weatherbeaten, sure, lines around his eyes tellin better stories about the sun and long trips then he probably would if you asked him. But he's pretty in a way you just don't see much in Montana.

Not back here, at a pull up, drive-thru gas station. One crap porter-potty servin as a bathroom. And Sara runs a ten hour shift, surrounded by narrow one person aisles of pop and candy and a back row of beer. Runnin down 'em like they're going outta style, or somethin, every time someone pulls up to her window askin for snacks on the fly. Ten hours of that, and she still won't go out and use that crapper, so she's not surprised when men'll sneak off behind it and piss in the ditch. Hell, she's seen women do it, furtive looks and wincing and a handful of kleenex. As long as they don't leave a mess, she don't care.

So those boys don't linger anywhere but at that impressive excuse for a car. They're stiff, so busy ignoring their awareness of each other that even Sara can feel it from where she's camped out at the window.


Now, that tank might be a monster, but she knows that it's filled by now, and she can see from the tension that they're not even gonna realize it's quit pumping some time ago; content to just stand there, starin off like a bunch of mooncalfs. She's about to yell, has her window slid open and everything, when another car, some Jeep or somethin, pulls up to her station, has her runnin around for two bottled cokes, a bag of Doritoes and twenty on station 2.

Then the new car's pulling into the second pumping station, and a young hippie lookin kid is hoppin out, fiddling with the nozzle on his gas tank, all the regular stuff. He seems just as interested as her, though, in the two guys on the other side of the station.

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[dime-for-12.livejournal.com]

His neck does this awkward, painful tilt, like he's trying to stretch it out and get a better look. Apparently he does, or he just has a really weak survival instinct, because he barks a laugh and does that flung-arm, back arch routine that even Sara's done a few times on spottin someone she used to know. Like you're so happy at seeing this person that you could hug the whole world.

Which, for all their eye candy appeal, isn't something Sara would associate with the two guys stuck at station 1. And apparently that motion's not directed at both of them. Just the big guy. Hippie sidles over to him like Big Guy's the safer bet, and he's absolutely tiny next to all that overwhelming height. Sara wonders how well Hippie knows this guy, for him to feel safe in front of him.

They talk, Big Guy and Hippie. The pretty one just glares into the middle distance, arms folded. He ain't so good lookin when he's flat out pissed off and jealous, and that surprises Sara, because if anything she'd've thought he'd look dark and dangerous and so hot she could die. But he's just fuckin scary as all get out. Big Guy seems to get it, and so does Hippie, for all the lines of him are tensing, and he's rubbing at his neck all it's on fire.

Hippie doesn't give up, from what Sara can see - and she's starin hard, no shame about it. He's lookin up at Big Guy, and Big Guy's staring down at him like he's trying to figure something out, something that's maybe uncomfortable or half-forgotten. Anyway, somethin about Big Guy's expression almost makes Sara want to cry, which she fights, but she can't quite escape the sudden stinging in her eyes.

"Stanford," she hears, and it's Big Guy's voice, somethin that matches him, deep and caring and knowing. The pretty one just nods, and Big Guy's face shuts down a bit more, somethin that even Hippie picks up on, and she's guessing by the way he steps back over the concrete divider, closer to his car. Pobably feelin a bit safer, too, Sara thinks.

"We gotta go, Sam," the pretty one says, and his voice is hoarse, a growl, and nothin at all of what Sara'd expect. Big Guy nods, waves half-heartedly in Hippie's direction and climbs into the passenger side, while the pretty one slips behind the wheel.

When they zip around to her window, it's Big Guy - Sam, and for some reason Sara likes knowing his name - who hands her the money for the gas. It's more than what her computer is registering but when she makes to get change, he murmurs, "keep it," and his smile is wide, beautiful, heartbreakingly sincere. She nods and waves after them when the pretty one squeals tires speeding off for the highway.

It's only when they're completely gone that she looks over at Hippie. He's still staring, face turned more toward her than before. And she can see the confusion, the hint of distaste, in the lines between his eyes and in the downturn of his mouth.

Life's funny that way, she thinks, and slides her window shut quietly. One smile, strained or easy, sometimes just ain't enough.

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[tifaching.livejournal.com]

Wow! Yeah! I loved this POV. Outside the meeting and the conversation, but getting it spot on just from watching. Great fic.

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[(Anonymous)]

Double outside POV, really clever, I love the angle you took on this.

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[dime-for-12.livejournal.com]

wow, thank you!

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[lavinialavender.livejournal.com]

Awwww, I like this. Your writing, of course - ♥

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[dime-for-12.livejournal.com]

hee, thanks :D couldn't resist another comment fic meme!

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[kalliel]

Outside-outsider perspective! That just means it's DOUBLY on the mark. ;) This was really lovely. I love the voice your observant stranger takes on--I love the outsiders' perspective trope in general (okay, so I guess the request makes that obvious, but) and this was just really lovely. The bit at the end, where the narrator describes how the Winchesters have left Hippie, was perfect.

Thank you for writing this!

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[dime-for-12.livejournal.com]

yay, I'm glad you liked it (it was a lot of fun to write, tbh)

I was a bit nervous about the outsider-squared angle, but apparently it worked here, and avoided confusion, which I was worried about.

Thanks for the lovely f/b - I'm seriously, just like :DDDDDD