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It's the week leading up to Sam's birthday, which means *drumroll* pain! Pain and horror and terror and illness - and ~~a wee bit of~~ comfort too!

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(with shortened prompts - full prompts at link)

Back to Where We Were by

authoressnebula
After Sam gets his soul back, Dean's become even more mother hen than usual ... Sam can't understand why Dean's so, well ... brotherly, after their downhill relationship the last couple of years...

Creepy-Ugly by

glovered
Sam now has a Thing about cages. A jail cell is a cage.

And In My Soul, An Icy Dread Remains by

authoressnebula
Sam gets himself locked in a freezer. The memories of Hell's frozen lake. Lucifer's icy touch, all those fun things, are banging on the wall and Sam? Sam's not coping too well.

Which Way Do I Steer by

mercuryblue144
Jess was a vegan and Sam has some trouble readjusting to the hunter diet of Mountain Dew and Burger King.

Fire and Ice by

weesta
Sam gets himself locked in a freezer. The memories of Hell's frozen lake. Lucifer's icy touch, all those fun things, are banging on the wall and Sam? Sam's not coping too well.

I'll Be There For You by

cherry916
Sam has nightmares. Dean comforts him. Slash or gen.

Untitled by

erisinia
Gen. Sam is stranded in the middle of the desert. Heat stroke, dehydration, mirages.

Same Time, Same Place by

twoskeletons
Highlight to Reveal Summary - Spoilers for 6.18 [Sam & Castiel... Cas desperately needs to power up a lot and often to fight his war, and the soul of Lucifer's vessel is the most powerful one around. Sam helps him willingly, but it's still extremely unpleasant and draining.]

And Thus Was a Giant Felled by

running_hot
Tall guys constantly get roped into changing light bulbs when shorter humans would need to get a ladder -- like the bulbs in the twelve-foot kitchen ceiling at Jess's parents' house. Sam really should have known better than to stand on a swivel chair to do it.

A Sore Topic by

phx69
Highlight to Reveal Summary - Spoilers for 6.18. [Sam, who is the very definition of a novice rider, had to ride 20 miles to Colt's and 20 miles back. I would love me some saddle sore, limping Sam.]

Here It Comes, There It Goes Again by

lavishsqualor
What with detoxes and resoulings, Sam's memories of the panic room can't be good. So it's unfortunate that they are under some supernatural siege at Bobby's and retreating into the panic room and closing the door is the only way to be safe.

Better On Our Own by

si_star_x
Small fracture in a limb--not OBVIOUSLY broken, but hurts like hell, and no, you really can't use the limb. Sam gets it checked, but the first x-ray misses it.

Carried Home by

samidha
Highlight - Spoilers for 6.18. [Dean, after hearing how soul juice helps Castiel, gets the bright idea to use his own soul to help Sam with the whole wall thing ... And if that isn't Sam-hurty enough for this comm, make the process of healing Sam's soul involve remembering hell. Bonus points if the fallout from this involves le classic telepathic soul-bond.]

Visible Evidence by

authoressnebula
Sam's always spent a lot of time online, researching this and that, even when there's no immediate hunt. Dean doesn't think there's anything significant about it now. Though Sam's getting obsessed. Dean wakes up at three, four in the morning to the glow of the laptop screen and the tap of the keyboard. exhausted!sam

A Certain Beginning by

mimblexwimble
AU Pilot. As horrible as the situation is, Dean's still sort of glad to know that 22 years later he can still carry his baby sister out of a burning building, even if she's now a heavily pregnant amazon.

Shot Down in Flames by

winchesterhaunt
Highlight to reveal - spoilers for 6.18. [In the final shootout, both guns were fired. Dean's shot found it's mark. The Phoenix's shot went wide...and hit Sam.]

Hell Shall Not Wash Us Away

brosedshield
The problem with permanent damage to the soul is that death does nothing to fix it. The wall lasts through Sam's life, and he and Dean are in their shared heaven, but there begin to be cracks and fissures. Sam stumbles from happy memories into memories of hell. And because this part of heaven is actually constructed of memory, this is shaking the fabric of things. Just Dean and Sam's heaven for now, but it's going to spread. Cas has a responsibility to heaven; he's going to have to seal off this part and set it adrift. Dean has the choice to leave if he wants to before that happens, but do we really think he'll take it? Cue Dean and Sam in their own bubble apocalypse, where the islands of sanity are fewer and farther between every day.

Panic by

ratherastory
What with detoxes and resoulings, Sam's memories of the panic room can't be good. So it's unfortunate that they are under some supernatural siege at Bobby's and retreating into the panic room and closing the door is the only way to be safe.

Daydreams You Have in Hell by

wave_obscura
Sam now has a Thing about cages. A jail cell is a cage.

balance good, everything good by

de_nugis
Sam and Dean are sparring and Dean slips/misjudges and cracks one of Sam's ribs. Sam doesn't mention it.

Unravelling by

emmram
Highlight to read - spoilers for 6.18 [Castiel has become addicted to the whole soul-touching thing, and Sam's soul? That's something special he can't get enough of. That doesn't make it any more pleasant for Sam.]

Along Every Horizon by

twoskeletons
If Dean were to die on Sam now I don’t think Sam would ... fade, get killed by some random monster, not out of any suicidal drive, but just because he was having trouble paying attention to details like food or sleep or ravening creatures with lots of big, nasty teeth.

Kiss it All Better by

sakura_no_mi
Sam and Dean are having sex and it goes all wrong. Sam falls off the bed and then manages to slam his head against the head board when he and Dean try again. Dean feels guilty and goes overboard in trying to help him recover.

You Have One Saved Message by

killabeez
After Sam gets his phone back, it's time for a new one. The phone company's awesome enough to retrieve his contacts, his address book, his games, his photos, oh, and one voicemail he's had saved for what's now going on almost three years. Dean gets a hold of the new phone with all of this stuff first. Dean hears The Voicemail first. Dean is so not cool with it. Because to keep an email for beyond fourteen days, someone's gotta keep listening to it and making it fresh and resetting the delete date. Which means Sam's still been listening to it.

nothing left to lose by

sikeminatural
When Sam is pulled from Hell by some unknown force (up to the author) a year after the showdown, he has his soul and goes to find Dean who is not living with Lisa but alone, and still hunting. Dean takes him in but its easy to see that Dean depsises Sam, he beats him, verbally abuses him, uses his memories of Hell to hurt him and blames Sam for everything that has happened. Sam becomes brainwashed and at first fights back but then starts to accept it. Would love if Cas or Bobby come and save Sam and make Dean see the error of his ways!

Never Buy Yellow Shoes by

tversan
Sam buys a pair of cursed shoes that squeeze his precious little feet. He hobbles around, unable to take the wretched things off and they seem to get smaller and smaller the more he tries.

Heart of Stone by

mamapranayama
A curse slowly turns Sam into stone. Frist his feet, then his legs - working its way up until he's completely motionless, cold hard rock. Your descision whether or not he's accompanied, whether the curse is broken, or whether he's simply left to turn to stone alone.

Some Guys Have All the Luck by

si_star_x
Gen. S1-S3. Sam passes a Kidney Stone... or a series of them (your choice whether there's only one or several of them) -- and possibly has a kidney infection on top of it. Just give me whimper-y, tear-y Sam trying to piss and failing and the little he manages to pass is bloody and feels like shards of burning glass.

Let it Bleed by

sakura_no_mi
Sam got into a fight (with a person or a monster), he's roughened up a bit, sore, bruised, scratched and dirty, and he really, really doesn't have any strength left. Dean drags him (carries, really) to a motel room, undresses him, grabs a wet washcloth and starts to clean him up in silence. His touches go from caring to sensuous to heated while all the time being very slow, deliberate and careful. Sam lies there and takes it, mesmerized by his brother's touch, his breath catching and heart beating faster.

To Die For a Memory by

authressnebula
Season five. Sam is captured by a Djiin or some similar creature that keeps its prey docile by trapping them in a mental prison. Whatever the brain spits up as a treasured, wonderful memory becomes the gilded prison that keeps you docile and too happy to fight back. Dean saves the day and kills the creature, but Sam won't wake up. Desperate, Dean whips up some dreamroot tea and goes in after him.

Out of the Dark by

samidha
Sam accidentally gets trapped in the panic room for reasons up to the author. Dean doesn't find him until Sam's in the midst of a flashback with Accusing!Dean and doesn't recognize real!Dean. Dean has to talk him back to reality.

Fade, Far Away, Dissolve, and Quite Forget by

minviendha
Gen or Wincest AU of "The End"- In "The End" when Dean tells Sam that they should stay away from one another, Sam takes it to heart. He cuts off all ties with Bobby and any other mutual acquaintances in order to avoid inadvertently having contact with Dean. Not because he doesn't WANT to see Dean (he does) but he knows that Dean doesn't want to see HIM, and he's pretty sure he's a curse to anyone who cares about him. So it's just better that he disappear.

All is Fine by

moviegeek03
Teen!Chesters. Dean's away on a hunt with Caleb and with Dean gone there's no buffer between Sam and John. Sam isn't meaning to be all angsty and rebelling against his Dad but the new school he's in he's having a hard time because he's getting bullied almost constantly and it's hard hiding bruises and cuts from his Dad but he manages somehow. He didn't want to tell Dean because he doesn't want to appear weak in his eyes and he sure as hell doesn't want to tell his Dad because he knows what his Dad will say No son of mine just get's bullied. Cue John not being a total dick but somehow finding out what Sam's been going through and comforts him/takes care of the problem.

He Ain't Heavy by

beamin_sunshine
After getting his soul back, or maybe after a couple seizures, Sam wakes up in Dean's bed, which is definitely not where he was when he went to sleep. Sam is embarrassed, even though Dean doesn't really mind all that much. But then it keeps happening, with Sam never remembering getting up. Now Dean's starting to get a little annoyed because, as much as he loves the kid, Sam is not the best person to share a bed with, he moves around and makes noises and clings, so Dean gets him his own hotel room, just so he can get some sleep for once. But even that doesn't keep Sam away. As mangled as his soul is, once the brain is shut down, it's going to go find it's mate. Gen, please.

Big Things, Small Packages by

winchesterhaunt
2.06, No Exit. H.H. Holmes doesn't usually take men, but he is getting dangerously close to his lair. Sam's trapped in a space nearly to tight for him to turn his head. His knees ache from being crammed up against the top, his scalp is bleeding, he's pretty sure his wrist is messed up worse, there's a hysterical woman with him for company, and all he can do is wait and hope for Dean and Jo to find him.

Points of Authority by

kiscinca
So the boys have just gotten back together after taking a break, and they're already arguing with each other, or really, Dean's arguing with Sam while Sam's attempting to not argue but still getting pissed off at Dean. Then Dean throws down the trump card: that Castiel was the one who saved Dean, not Sam. Sam was obviously too busy screwing Ruby.

Really Bad Day at Black Rock by

gwendolynd
Dean has to cut off one of Sam's limbs.

Just One of Those Weeks by

authoressnebula
Sam is having a really, really, really, crappy week and just needs a hug...

To Die for a Memory

authoressnebula
Sam is captured by a Djiin or some similar creature that keeps its prey docile by trapping them in a mental prison. Whatever the brain spits up as a treasured, wonderful memory becomes the gilded prison that keeps you docile and too happy to fight back. Dean saves the day and kills the creature, but Sam won't wake up. Desperate, Dean whips up some dreamroot tea and goes in after him. He finds Sam reliving the same memory over and over again - the two of them as kids, playing hooky from training, laying out in a field of grass on a summer day watching clouds and wrestling and just being BROTHERS.

Until Death Do Us Part by

phx69
I don't care what the situation. I just want Dean carrying Sam bridal style.

All Waters Have the Color of Drowning by

minviendha
Meg captures the boys -- somehow -- and decides to have some fun with them -- because she's crazy. And as she goes to work on Sam, she somehow accidentally triggers a Hell seizure. Her reaction: Ooh, Sammy. Twice the bang for the buck. Let's do that again!

Aim, Shoot, Repeat by

authoressnebula
"There's a pattern in the system,
there's a bullet in the gun.
That's why I tried to save you,
but it can't be done.
It can't be done."

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Please, by all that is good and holy, somebody write this. :D

<3 Thanks!

Still want to see this, so reposting it...
Sam gets hurt badly enough during a hunt to need a blood transfusion. But this is before anyone told him about having demon blood in him and how that can complicate things. The net result is that the transfusion goes very wrong very quickly. He gets really sick, his body starts rejecting the new blood, or whatever you want. (There are a bunch of ways that transfusions can technically go wrong, which you can wiki if you want to find symptoms to use, but it could be wierd and unexplained too.)
Gen please, can be at any point before Sam finds out about having Azazel's blood in him, so pre-series or during series, whenever. Just make sure a certain SOMEBODY is really worried about him. :)

So what if those demons Sam grew up around thought John wasn't training Sam up right and constantly tried to kidnap him for their own purposes. Of course, this means weird stuff keeps happening around Sam, and some hunters get involved...

John gets steadily more paranoid, freaked out, and over-protective. Dean is just trying to calm everyone down, and Sam is mostly oblivious, but completely frightened by John's new temperament.

Sam's not used to riding a horse and after getting back from 1861, his ass and thighs are sore as hell. Dean notices Sam's walking funny and makes fun of it for it until Sam snaps at him and Dean realizes he's really in pain. Then Dean insists on giving Sam a soothing massage. Sexy and dirty times ensue.

Awwwwwwwwwwww!!!

Sam/Dean, based off any Kate Beaton comic (http://harkavagrant.com/archive.php). However loosely.

Aw Sam!

Sam accidentally gets trapped in the panic room for reasons up to the author. Dean doesn't find him until Sam's in the midst of a flashback with Accusing!Dean and doesn't recognize real!Dean. Dean has to talk him back to reality.

Sam!Angst and Dean!Angst abounds. Smoop would be nice. Prefer Gen, but anything will do.

*chinhands*

Dean sighed, thinking his words over. Sam held his breath.

And then Dean said the last thing Sam would even have thought he'd say.

"I'm sorry."

Sam let out the breath he was holding with a gasp of incredulity. "You...wait, what?"

Dean glanced up at him, and there was that look again that Sam still didn't understand. "Yeah, you. The look on your face when I tossed you your jacket. Or when I said I needed to talk to you. You just..." Dean turned away. "Not a look I ever wanted to see on your face again," he said quietly, and for half a second Sam was certain Dean was looking elsewhere, remembering something. And it wasn't something good.

When he turned back to Sam, Sam realized what the look on Dean's face was: regret. "And I managed to put it there, somehow," Dean continued, and when he smiled this time, it was small and tinged with sadness. "So you gotta tell me what I did-"

"No," Sam immediately corrected, his stomach twisting again. God, none of this was Dean's fault at all. "I mean, no, Dean, it wasn't your fault."

"Yeah," Dean said, but his voice was firmer. "And you're still trying to take the fault for something that's not yours. God, it's like you're-"

Dean froze. Sam froze. He wasn't exactly sure why he did, but he knew whatever came out of Dean's mouth next wasn't going to be good.

"You are," Dean said softly, as if just realizing something. He huffed an incredulous laugh before shaking his head. "Oh god, you are. Of course you are."

The urge to get up and flee had never been stronger, but Sam hadn't so much as given energy to his muscles before Dean was focused on him again. "You listen to me," he said quietly, but it wasn't a resigned tone, or a defeated one. Not even the upward swing of elated that Dean had taken for months when he wasn't one of the others. No, this was all big brother who knew what was right and what was wrong and how the world worked. This was the big brother he'd kept believing in.

"You've been gone for...awhile," Dean said vaguely. "And I've had some time to pull my head out of my ass, all right? You were gone, Sam. Straight down that hole into the Pit and..." He swallowed convulsively and blinked hard for a minute. "And I didn't think I was getting you back," he added. "But I did. And it's not gonna be like it was before, all right? This is it. No angels between us, no demons, nothing. This is us, the Winchesters, just doing the family business. And I'm not doing it without my little brother. I fought hard to get you back, and I'm gonna fight just as hard to keep you."

It was Sam's turn to swallow hard and turn away. The hand that fell on his shoulder this time definitely wasn't reluctantly put there as an obligation. It felt like the rest of the times Dean had caught him or patted his shoulder for the past few days: it felt like a reassurance that Sam was still there, and that Dean was still there and not going anywhere.

Just as Dean was about to pull his hand away, Sam's hand shot up and caught his brother's tightly. Dean gripped back just as hard. "It's over, Sammy," Dean said softly.

And for the first time since he'd opened his eyes and found his brother hovering above him, not the darkness as he fell, Sam truly believed it.

He glanced over at his brother, his big brother, and Sam gave a genuine smile. "I know," he said, and Dean grinned back at him.

It was over. And they were picking up right where they'd left off.

~Nebula

Thank you! I've added the last two sections, so hopefully that fills out your request in full! :)

~Nebula

LOL exclamation points are totally okay! I love exclamation points! :)

~Nebula

yes yes yes omg

*is filled with love*

~Nebula

Oh man and I just finished a prompt above...

As soon as I saw this one, though, I knew I was gonna have to do it.

Y'all give good prompt.

~Nebula

Kinda related to crazybeagle's post earlier:

Sam gets admitted to the hospital for a traumatic head injury, and the doctors start up with their tests, blood work, CT skull scans, ECG monitoring, EKG monitoring, temperature monitoring, the whole nine yards, and find things wrong with him. Not like compressed skull fracture wrong with him: really freakishly wrong with him. Incompatible with human life wrong with him.

So Sam is woozy, disoriented, pumped full of muscle relaxants, nauseous, shaved half bald, and alone, and the doctors are all circling the room, watching him like he's some newly discovered deep sea creature, asking question after question after question . . .
It's all news to Sam, and he just can't stop thinking about Azazel, Ruby, and Lucifer, and what kind of unholy abomination he's become now that they've all had their hands on him. And where the heck is Dean?

YAY!

Seconded. Want want want. Making Sam get stuck is a personal favorite of mine.

*waits with popcorn*

~Nebula

wee!Sam discovers a hunting knife. Dean yells at him (in fear and worry) and startles Sam who drops the knife, slicing himself open rather badly.

John has to stitch Sam up while Dean has to try and keep him still, whilst trying to comfort him at the same time.

I put this in a meta post, but now maybe I don't so much want to write it as want someone else to write it so I can cry a lot:

If Dean were to die on Sam now I don’t think Sam would go crazy or vengeful or try to open hell gates or drink demon blood or anything. I think he’d even try to go on, knowing that that’s what Dean would want and really, really not wanting to fuck up Dean’s last wishes again. But I think he’d just fade, get killed by some random monster, not out of any suicidal drive, but just because he was having trouble paying attention to details like food or sleep or ravening creatures with lots of big, nasty teeth. (Yes, it is possible that I now want to write this fic, what with being a sick individual. The one where Sam parks in the motel parking lot and pauses a moment to get up his energy to go into the office and gradually realizes that it’s morning and he’s been sitting there all night staring straight in front of him and he never actually got out of the car and got a room.)

So must have hnnnnng

They were fine for the first couple of minutes. Sam was pissed off as much as Dean was, and together they were banging on the door and hollering for the hunter who'd locked them in. So they pushed and they shoved at the door and searched the walls, but nothing else was in there besides them and a few frozen chunks of meat hanging from the ceiling.

As soon as they sat down, though, Sam started acting different. "You okay?" Dean asked, watching as Sam shifted on the ground, trying to get comfortable.

"Yeah," Sam said, then shifted again. "Just...cold."

"And gonna get colder," Dean said, and Sam shivered. Dean frowned but stuck to his side of the freezer. It wasn't that big, and even on the opposite side of the wall Dean could easily tap Sam's boot with his own. "You want my jacket?"

Sam didn't respond right away, eyes focused on his hands. "Hey, Sam," Dean said, concern growing. He tapped his foot against Sam's one more time.

Sam blinked and jerked his head up. "Yeah?"

"You want my jacket?" Dean repeated, still frowning. Cold or not, hypothermia didn't set in that fast, and that was the only thing that could slow someone's reaction time like that.

Sam made a face and shook his head. "You're gonna need it," he said, then glanced towards the meat hanging from the ceiling. They were long, perfect slabs for punching, and Dean imagined himself having a Rocky moment, complete with his own theme song.

"Hey, Sam? Wanna hum the theme to 'Rocky' for me?"

Sam didn't respond again. Dean turned his gaze from the meat to Sam and found his brother staring at the meat with growing trepidation on his face. His hands kept falling to rest on the floor, then jerked up and away, only to fall back down and repeat the whole process again.

"Sam," Dean called. Sam didn't move. "Sam," Dean called again, more fervently this time. Sam still didn't move or give any indication that he'd heard his brother.

Concern was quickly growing into tiny tendrils of panic. "Sammy," Dean said, and kicked hard at his brother's boots. Sam's legs fell over onto the floor, and Sam hissed in surprise and fear before he curled them up against him.

All the while his eyes never left the slabs of meat.

Dean pushed himself off the floor (and god was it cold against his hands) to sit beside his brother. "Sammy," Dean called again, and he knew there was panic in his voice now, but his brother was attempting to go comatose in a freezer and hey, not cool, Sam. "Sammy, talk to me."

"So cold," Sam whispered, and Dean was so surprised to hear him respond that he almost missed with Sam said next. "I expected fire, you know? But it was just cold."

Oh god. Oh god no.

"Sammy, look at me," Dean said urgently, his fingers tapping on Sam's frozen cheeks. "Sammy, look at me, dammit!" Because he didn't have to look at the meat to know exactly what Sam was seeing. He'd been to Hell. He didn't think much was different in the Pit.

Except it had probably been Sam on the hooks, trussed up like meat, and if Dean finished that thought he was going to throw up.

Sam finally allowed his head to turn away from the meat. "Look at me," Dean insisted, trying to lock onto Sam's gaze. Sam dutifully looked at him for half a minute, and then his gaze went glassy, and Dean knew he could talk until he was blue in the face. He wasn't going to keep Sam's attention there with him until they were out. The icy floor, the cold air, all of it was going to keep reminding Sam of where he wasn't, of where he used to be.

Dean had to get them out.

Cas said that Sam's soul had been skinned basically. The physical consequence is that Sam's very raw emotionally.

Tall guys constantly get roped into changing light bulbs when shorter humans would need to get a ladder -- like the bulbs in the twelve-foot kitchen ceiling at Jess's parents' house.

Sam really should have known better than to stand on a swivel chair to do it.

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Pre-series Hunted!Sam

REQUEST: Frontierland aftermath, sore Sammy....

Re: Pre-series prompt 2

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Re: FILLED: Which Way Do I Steer

Slightly Different Panic Room Panic Attack

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FILLED: Back to Where We Were Pt. 5 - End

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grief! death!fic! what more could you want?

Re: REQUEST: Frontierland aftermath, sore Sammy....

FILLED: And In My Soul, An Icy Dread Remains

Sam has no emotional barriers

Stanford Fic!