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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:
→ 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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long, overly specific prompt is long and overly specific
Date: 2010-05-03 02:39 pm (UTC)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 . . .
Not like I demand all those exact details, but you get the idea. Any crossover fans? Pretty please?
Re: long, overly specific prompt is long and overly specific
Date: 2010-05-03 06:18 pm (UTC)Sam watched his cake glow ominously. He gave it a pointed look before looking across the room. Nobody else noticed.
“I’m evil. Grrr. Evil. But nobody gives me a bloody ounce of respect,” Spike was complaining in the corner. He took a bite of his bright pink cupcake with the cabbage patch girl painstakingly drawn on the top and then turned to his purple nurple.
Bobby nodded awkwardly, “Imagine that.”
The cake was jiggling. His birthday cake was jiggling like Jello and was at a glow-in-the-dark level and nobody was paying any attention.
Sam looked at Castiel for assistance – guardian angel and all.
Castiel was not looking at him. Sam followed his eyes to Wesley returning the stare. He looked back at Castiel. He looked back at Wesley. Back at Castiel. Back at Wesley.
He was now convinced he was cursed.
“You know I’m actually an alien, right?” No, wait, Dean was cursed, cursed to remain a horny idiot for all eternity. He leaned in close to Illyria. “It’s weird here. There’s nobody else like me. It’s – It’s lonely.”
She was going to rip out his lungs. Sam was sure of it.
And how did anyone not notice the cake?!
He supposed it could be because he was standing by the cake. After all, how could anyone notice the cake when nobody even noticed the birthday boy? He was being ignored at his own birthday, in favor of identity crisis’, eye-sex, and a death-wish.
He turned a thoroughly dejected face toward Jess or, at least, where Jess had been. She wasn’t there anymore.
There was loud, jingly Jess Laughter and Sam followed it to his girlfriend.
“You don’t look anywhere near that old,” she told Angel. “Trust me.”
Well, that was just it.
The cake was glowing, jiggling, and rising now. Sam walked right past it and out the doors, which he closed and locked behind him just in time hear the muffled, “What the hell is that?!”
There were running feet, yelling, and some banging on the door.
Harmony looked up from filing her nails. She looked at the locked door. Angel pounded on the other side. “A little help here! Harmony”
She gave a put upon sigh and got to her feet.
Sam blocked her path. “That was the worst birthday ever,” he said, sadly. Puppy dog eyes went up to level ten. “They all ignored me.”
Before he knew it, he was sitting on a desk chair with a cupcake in his hand and Harmony patting his head in comfort. “Those bastards,” she exclaimed.
…and Angel pounded on the door uselessly.
Re: long, overly specific prompt is long and overly specific
Date: 2010-05-03 07:09 pm (UTC)Re: long, overly specific prompt is long and overly specific
Date: 2010-05-03 09:22 pm (UTC)-- the glamorous Anonymous of mystery
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Date: 2010-05-04 09:04 pm (UTC)