comment fic meme

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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

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]

it was really fun to write, and I'm glad it wasn't too...weird or confusing. Thanks for reading :D

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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