comment fic meme!

[mimblexwimble.livejournal.com]

Following the results of the poll we took last month (don't make it easy on us or anything, guys, haha!), we've decided to hold a comment fic meme once every three months. This gives everyone time to write and prompt to their heart's content, and allows us mods to keep up with y'all. And we're starting right now!

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THE RULES

→ Leave a comment here with your prompt. This is a Sam-focused hurt/comfort community, so Sam should be the one in the hurt/comforted role. Your prompts may involve sick!Sam, hurt!Sam, angsty!Sam, basically anything that results in Sam being on the receiving end of hurt/comfort. (No rules against whumping other characters as well, of course, but you have to whump Sam first. ;) )
→ In your prompt, please state your desired characters or pairings. All genres/pairings welcome, but no real-person (RPF) prompts.

Example A: “Sam, Dean, gen, set in season 2. Sam has a vision and passes out. Cue caring!Dean and limp!Sam.”
Example B: “Sam/Dean, trauma. Sam is injured on a hunt, Dean freaks out when he thinks Sam might be dead.”

→ Post as many prompts as you like - but one prompt per comment. If you've got a couple, comment with each separately.
→ 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.
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→ Have fun!

THE MASTER LIST

Headache by verucasalt123
Sam has a headache and Dean tries to make him feel better.

Taming the Dragon by mentholpixie
Dean finds out Sam has become addicted to some kind of very hard street drug (heroin, meth, cocaine, something like that) and tries (with or without success, surprise me) to help him kick.

Light Will Guide You Home by tahirire
Sam/Sarah Blake, anytime after they parted ways at the end of "Provenance." Because Sam needs non-monster lovin', and he's into dark-haired girls anyway.

The Shadow Dancer by running_hot
Sam has a high fever. A monster has Dean. The rescue would be going much better if Sam could tell which things were actually happening and which were in his head.

Touched By an Angel by mamapranayama
Fill in the gaps between when Cas took down Sam's wall in that alley, until Dean and Bobby get Sam back into the panic room.

Mo Bhràthair E A' Chantainn by ramblin_rosie
Dean and Sam had their own language when they were children, like twins sometimes do. In long car trips, to signal each other, to communicate in close quarters without their father knowing what they were saying. It faded over time, but now, with Sam so often broken form reality and Dean desperate, remembering that language is what saves them. Post 6x22.

In My Time... by jennytork
Sam on a spinal board. Don't mind why, how whatever, but Sam freaking out due to being strapped down, and Dean reassuring him that it will all be ok.

Eternity by emmram
What if the cage were timeless, or outside of time, and returning to time after being timeless had major repercussions? Physiological, where all Sam's heart rate and breathing rhythms and such were fouled up; psychological, where he no longer knows how to follow a conversation or text or train of thought consecutively without jumping about. Go wild: anything from nausea and dizziness to psychosis. Maybe strong rhythms, like waves or music with a regular beat, help ground him. Or sex, if you wanted to go the pairing route.

don't let me know we're invisible by mimblexwimble
ean finds out Sam has become addicted to some kind of very hard street drug (heroin, meth, cocaine, something like that) and tries (with or without success, surprise me) to help him kick.

Real by brokenangel6662
Post-6x22. Sam falls apart. Dean tries to help. That is all.

Folk Rememdies by anonymous
Giant jellyfish. Sam's in the water. Dean isn't. GO!

Into the Night by youaredriving
Sam starts sleepwalking - he walks into the cold night air (not very healthy), he hurts himself while asleep (like cutting or banging his head)

Turn Your Back by vail_kagami
From Cas's POV. Post 6x22. During one of Sam's worst breaks, Dean clings to his brother in just another cheap motel room that make up their lives. He holds Sam and whispers and tries to soothe him, desperation radiating off him as Sam gets worse. Unseen, Castiel watches the two people who'd called him family. He either doesn't know why he feels compelled to watch them suffer like this or realizes he still feels something for them (love/remorse). Would prefer no romantic attachments.

Untitled by verucasalt123
Sam smokes cigarettes. He knows it's a bad habit. He knows he smokes way more than he should. He keeps on smoking anyway.

Automatic Reflex by monicawoe
Sam lifts a car. Of course, Sam throws his back out doing it.

Near Miss by laurificus
Sam does not want to be comforted. Dean is like, 'Yeah well I don't want to make you feel better anyway'

Vegetable Pot Pie by ennyousai
Dean has to feed up a Sam who doesn't trust the world around him. Dean is the only person he sorta kinda trusts; he won't accept food unless Dean is the one who prepares it and offers it. Cue lots of cooking!Dean, talking soothingly and acclimating Sam to a domestic routine.

To Hold Your Broken Soul by authoressnebula
I just kind of loved remembering-hell!Sam, and would like to see more of him. Especially some physical h/c. Sam’s face is burned and he looks like he could use a Dean to clean him up and take care of him, you know? And if you want to move on to emotional h/c after that, that’s fine too.

Spiders from Mars by anonymous
Sam loses his hair (reason up to you) and he is embarrassed by his lumpy skull. Depending on the cause of the hair loss, I can actually see this as being either really lulzy or really sad and either is okay with me.

Most Likely To... by monicawoe
Sam meets old friends from Stanford and they don't recognize him, what with him and Dean swooping in all huge and violent with guns and knives and arcane rituals to rescue them all from some horrifying eldritch creature. And then his friends are all, "OMG! It's Psycho Sam who was a closet satanist and was wanted by the FBI!" And Sam is very conspicuously injured, but he and Dean can't stop to patch him up because the eldritch creature is still trying to rip their throats out. And Sam's feelings are hurt because his old friends are scared of him now.

And They Cry to See Your Face by honeylocusttree
Sam meets old friends from Stanford and they don't recognize him, what with him and Dean swooping in all huge and violent with guns and knives and arcane rituals to rescue them all from some horrifying eldritch creature. And then his friends are all, "OMG! It's Psycho Sam who was a closet satanist and was wanted by the FBI!" And Sam is very conspicuously injured, but he and Dean can't stop to patch him up because the eldritch creature is still trying to rip their throats out. And Sam's feelings are hurt because his old friends are scared of him now.

Cold Hard Truth by jpunkin
Sam suddenly knows when people are lying.

Bleed as it Grows by transfixeddream
Post-6.22. One comparatively minor issue in the mile-long list of all the ways Sam's been screwed up by the destruction of the Wall is the fact that he can't shave himself anymore. But it's eating at him, not just because he's irritated by the way being unshaven looks and feels so much as it is the principle of it-- the fact that he's so freaking scared to do something that used to be so easy before. But so much as touching a razor freaks him out because of all the unpleasant associations he now has with razors and blades in general, let alone scraping one across his face, and he can't get over it. Dean realizes it's upsetting him and decides to help out.

Alone Without You by tattooeddevil
Sam has a terminal heart condition. Dean rents a beach house.

It's All Fun and Games by cherry916
Sam and the Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Haircut

Do I Not Bleed? by greeneyes_fan
Robo!Sam is still human, even if he doesn't sleep. He comes down with a really horrific case of the 'flu: fever, chills, that nasty cough that settles right in your chest and makes it hurt to breathe, aching muscles, the whole nine yards. Dean knows how to deal with Sam when he's sick, but Robo!Sam is a whole other matter. How do you take care of a guy who not only views this sickness as just an annoying inconvenience and resists any and all forms of caretaking, but also can't/won't sleep which is the main thing that would help?

The Language of Angels by monicawoe
Post 6x22. Sometimes Sam's breaks aren't too disasterous, sometimes they're catastrophic. He'll scream and tremble and speak only enochian. Desperate to help, Dean, haltingly, learns some broken Enochian words so he can try to reach his brother. Gen preferred.

Pandamonium by mamapranayama
Sam gets mauled by an escaped panda or other cuddly animal at the zoo.

The Other Brother by radiumgirl
Sam and Adam are pulled from the cage at the same time. Sam is not right, and Adam, stuck as his caretaker, is not pleased (the reason for Adam not being the same kind of drooling mess is up to the author). Basically, Adam really really doesn't want to care and holds onto his resentment for dear life, but Sam is all psychotic and hopeless so it's kind of hard. Cue grudging compassion and Adam dragging Sam around the country, hitchhiking with truckers and stuff while trying to keep Sam's lunacy on the down-low, in search of anyone else who wants to take him, anyone at all. When he finally gets his chance to be rid of Sam for good and for keeps, he barely has one foot out the door before he notices Dean/Bobby/the psychiatric nurse/whoever trying to calm Sam down and doing it all wrong. Breaking up is so hard to do.

Big Brothers and Hot Dogs Never Mix by cherry916
Sam gets sick in the Impala. Not just a little, we're talking projectile vomiting, splattering and making a big huge mess. Any season, but not pre-series. Gen, please.

Relief by si_star_x
After a bad fall Sam badly bruises and/or cracks quite a few ribs, he's in agony and relies on Dean to help him through his simple everyday tasks.

Misplaced Comment Fic by greeneyes_fan
Hilarious. Cas rocks! No wait, you rock!

Where There's Smoke by roque_clasique
Sam smokes cigarettes. He knows it's a bad habit. He knows he smokes way more than he should. He keeps on smoking anyway.

True Colors tifaching
CRACK. Or whatever. Castiel and Balthazar go on a roadtrip together in order to rediscover their inner peacocks. (Don't ask, it's an angel thing.) Unfortunately, things go horribly awry and Sam ends up getting pecked half to death when the peacocks turn murderous. Luckily for him, Dean is awesome.

Mirror, Mirror purplehrdwonder
There's an old belief that you see your soul when you look into a mirror. Sam's soul has been in the Cage for hundreds of years. What does he see when he looks at his own reflection? What's in the mirror, staring back at him every morning when he tries to shave?

My life on paper glovered
Seems like after what happened when the wall fell, Sam's brain periodically reverts to amnesia under stress. He doesn't go into a coma, but whatever random triggers he has for his hell flashbacks, his consciousness sidesteps them by becoming blank!slate!Sam.

Sam's Soul brokenangel662
Sam's soul watches, terrified and desperately wanting to join his body as it gets dragged from the cage.

Another Point of View ceedeeandco
Post-wall: It’s not that Sam is hallucinating so much as he’s now capable of seeing into other dimensions. Which, of course, to the untrained eye, comes off as Sam hallucinating. Dean, unfortunately, is an untrained eye, and the inter-dimensional being who might have formerly conveniently let Dean in on the secret is currently off playing God somewhere. So, Dean is going to go with the “Sam hallucinates ALL THE TIME” theory and acts accordingly. Does he ever figure it out?

Metronome geek_chic_girl
OK, this is an odd idea I've had kicking around since 5.22. What if the cage were timeless, or outside of time, and returning to time after being timeless had major repercussions? Physiological, where all Sam's heart rate and breathing rhythms and such were fouled up; psychological, where he no longer knows how to follow a conversation or text or train of thought consecutively without jumping about.

Your Name in Lights by honeylocusttree
What torments Sam most about his memories of the Cage, after he gets a tenuous grip on the flashbacks and fear, is how he broke there: in the worst way a Winchester could possibly break. He remembers wishing Dean was there instead of him. Dean assumes that Sam is miserable and ashamed because of something done to him, instead of anything he'd done, and Sam is inconsolable. Does Dean ever figure it out? Can Sam ever move on?

Along Came a Spider by mamapranayama
As many cellars, abandoned houses, rotting warehouses, and other manky spaces as these guys have run through, I figure their chances of getting tagged have to be pretty high. Sam has a run-in with Lactodectrus mactrans, which in turn leads to all the fun and joy of latrodectism. Dean's there to do the motel rool triage (and the big brother thing) when the agonizing full-body cramps set in, of course. Mega-super bonus points and my eternal love for some kind of background plot, especially if it gives Sam occasion to be awesome, but mainly, I'd just love to see him in agony from Black Widow venom.

Lest Thou be Consumed by jpunkin
After being in the Cage, Sam can't even really tell when he's been hurt, no matter how bad it is. He'll get hurt in a hunt and not know till Dean freaks and tells him he's bleeding. He'll wander off barefoot, lost in his head, and Dean will wake up and run after him. His feet will be all cut up and bloody and Dean's panicking that he doesn't know what's wrong with his brother and doesn't know how to help him. Gen preferred.

Unable to Stay by youaredriving
Sam is a bit shell-shocked after a hunt (maybe an innocent person dies? Someone he knew/got to know?) and has blood on his hands, arms, and face. Thus, Dean has to gently remove his clothes, get him into the shower, get in after him, and bathe him. Sam, still very much out of it, is highly compliant. Afterwards, Dean gets him dressed and into bed. Maybe he cuddles with him, and/or tries to coax him out of his stupor.

Just Following Orders by ramblin_rose
Sam shoots his father. On purpose or accident -- repercussions are going to be severe in any case.

You Never Forget Your First by authoressnebula
The boys are arguing. And this happens to be the one and only time that Dean ever takes his anger out on Sam in a violent way. Maybe it was an accident. Maybe he was really drunk. Maybe he was cursed. Maybe he was just really angry and he screwed up. The thing is, Sam actually gets hurt, and it's Dean's fault. Cue massive guilt and general awesomeness afterwards.
Brownie points if Sam thinks he deserved it for whatever reason. Or is angry about it. Or somehow scared of Dean.

The Cancer Inside by purplehrdwonder
Dean tangles with a djinn who grants you what you want most, with a wicked sense of what it probably thinks is humor. Dean's pissed at Sam, angry, just wants Sam to shut up and listen and grovel maybe a little bit more because hey, the guy jumpstarted the apocalypse and betrayed Dean. So yeah, Dean wants that. And in this world, Dean gets just that.

Cooler Than Me by authoressnebula
Wee!Sam (5-12) catches the eye of an infertile witch. She kidnaps him and casts a spell on him to make him believe that she is his mother.

Not Exactly Clarence by minviendha
Sam, Cas, gen, sometime in Season 5. Sam gets sick, and Cas is the only one who notices. Sam is ignoring the problem until it goes away; cue Cas trying (awkwardly) to take care of him.

To Be Redeemed by brokenangel6662
Sam falls apart. Dean tries to help. That is all.

Draining by 27_jaredjensen
Sam has the mother of all chest colds, a raging headache, draining fever, wracking chills. By all rights he should be in bed, but people are dying and bones need to be burned and Dean can't do it alone. So here they are, in the middle of a forest in the pouring rain, trying to light a stupid match because of course the lighter fluids all gone...you get the idea, right? One of those no good, pain in the ass, nothing going right, suck-the-life-from-your-bones days. Grumbling but protective Dean would be awesome.

Mother Instinct by norahy
Season 2: The boys are forced to crash at the Roadhouse for a time. Sam is hurt/sick/whatever and in bad shape, and Ellen decides the poor boy needs some serious mothering.

Comments

[brokenangel6662.livejournal.com]

For anyone who's seen the Supernatural anime.

The scene where John takes Dean out hunting and Dean almost gets killed by a giant creature after separating from John. The creature suddenly explodes into a hail of blood and viscera and there's Sammy, who they'd left at home asleep in bed, covered in blood and staring at his hands.

Dean asks him if he did that and Sam keeps saying he didn't know. By the time John catches up to them, shocked to see Sam, Sam's eyes roll back in his head and he passes out.

Anything concerning that scene or the aftermath of it would be great.

[(Anonymous)]

…tell me more about this anime. O_O

[roque-clasique.livejournal.com]

Sam and Dean meet up with some old Stanford friends, and Sam is permanently injured in a noticeable way (crutches? a wheelchair? *g*). How does he explain himself? How does it affect him, seeing his old friends again? How do they react?

[vail-kagami.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'd love to read this! I'd even write it, but deadlines are haunting my lower backside.

[harrigan.livejournal.com]

I love this - painful as it is. So believable, and such a fresh take on the outsider POV. Brutally honest and vivid!

angsty birthday fic

[de-nugis.livejournal.com]

Is it too late to prompt? I know it is the wrong time of year, but I have a sudden craving for fic that acknowledges how many terrible canon events have happened on or very close to Sam's birthday. I want gen or wincest future!fic where Dean has figured out ways to acknowledge the mixed associations of the day and remind Sam that it is still a good thing that he exists.

Re: angsty birthday fic

[debbiel66.livejournal.com]

I love this so much! Now that I'm done with my other fic, maybe I'll try... you are so good at prompts. Just saying...

strep throat

[akg42.livejournal.com]

Reposting from the last comment fic:

I had strep throat when I was home over Christmas last year. Because I normally run warmer than than most people and was incredibly jet lagged, I didn't notice that I was actually sick (the fever didn't help with logical thinking either). I was (totally without reason) annoyed at my mom for not noticing (I'm in my 30s, I really should be capable of taking care of myself) and making me feel better (she came through wonderfully once we realized what I had).

So (the point, finally), I was thinking Sam should get sick, maybe in season 5 when the boys weren't that close again yet, and then sad that his big brother didn't notice and fix things right away. With Dean being awesome in the end. I definitely want gen.

(I know there's something similar earlier here with Cas noticing that Sam is sick when Dean doesn't but I'd love one from Sam's POV)

FILLED: The Grief That Does Not Speak 1/?

[purplehrdwonder.livejournal.com]

So, this doesn't adhere exactly the prompt, but I stuck with it as much as possible. Hope it works for you :)

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Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.
-- William Shakespeare

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The day after they burned the picture in Bobby’s fireplace, Sam woke up with a throbbing headache. He rolled away from the afternoon sunlight streaming through the dingy window, feeling miserable. But considering the last couple of days, he was hardly surprised. The hardware store explosion still echoed through his mind like a sick soundtrack while Lucifer’s chilling words played like a song on repeat.

“I think it'll happen soon. Within six months. And I think it'll happen in Detroit.”

“That's good, Sam. You keep fanning that fire in your belly. All that pent-up rage. I'm gonna need it.”

“I was a son. A brother, like you, a younger brother, and I had an older brother who I loved. Idolized, in fact. And one day I went to him and I begged him to stand with me, and Michael—Michael turned on me. Called me a freak. A monster. And then he beat me down. All because I was different. Because I had a mind of my own. Tell me something, Sam. Any of this sound familiar?”

Sam’s stomach turned and he stumbled out of bed in a desperate dash to the bathroom. He crashed to his knees and heaved violently into the toilet, every single drop of alcohol he’d consumed in the last day and a half coming back up in a painful torrent. The moment he and Dean had gotten back to Bobby’s minus Ellen and Jo, all three had hit the bottle, stopping only to burn the picture in the only gesture of a hunter’s farewell they could muster up for their friends and then eventually pass out.

He’d had never been able to hold his alcohol like Dean or Bobby so the hangover really didn’t come as a surprise to Sam. The older hunters could drink him under the table and still not be affected the next day; once that had been a source of consternation for Sam, but at the moment he was just glad no one else needed the bathroom to puke. Plus, if they were drowning out their sorrows, it meant they weren’t paying attention to Sam; just as well since sweaty and trembling on the bathroom floor was not how he wanted to be seen.

Sam draped one arm across the toilet seat and rested his damp forehead on it as he rode out the tremors racking his frame. He felt like he’d been turned inside out, but couldn’t tell how much was from the vomiting and how much was from Lucifer’s words. The moment the Devil had stirred and knocked Dean into that tree, a cold, dark pit had opened up in Sam’s chest, sucking in everything but grief and despair. Even the angry fires that had long raged in his gut were tempered by the frigid hopelessness.

He shivered as another wave of nausea passed over him, and he dry-heaved into the toilet until he was sure he’d been systematically hollowed out like some twisted Sam-o-lantern, ready to be filled in by Lucifer to celebrate the Apocalypse. Sam choked back a broken sob at the thought and shakily pushed himself to his feet. He rinsed his mouth out and splashed some water in his face then glanced up. He hardly recognized the pale, sickly man looking back at him in the mirror.

Drunk or not, Bobby and Dean didn’t need to see him like this, so Sam headed for the second floor library that Bobby kept some of his more obscure tomes in. He’d abandoned the thing since being paralyzed, occasionally needing Sam or Dean to grab an item from it for research. Sam had taken to the room as a kid, holing up in it for hours when Dad had dropped him and Dean off during a hunt. Bobby didn’t use it often—more for storage than anything, though there was an ancient easy chair set up for reading that Sam had loved curling up in—so it felt like a secret refuge from the family Sam was starting to realize he didn’t belong in.

And right now, what Sam needed was refuge, real or imagined.

He slipped into the room, turned on the light, and shut the door behind him. Dust jumped into the air as Sam moved around, and he sneezed. He crossed the room and opened the window that probably hadn’t seen a washing in well over a decade.

[4422shini.livejournal.com]

Sam is a hypochondriac.

Dean sometimes can't help but get him started because it's so funny.

But sometimes he goes too far.

Aaaaaand GO!

SAM AND BOOZE!

[(Anonymous)]

Winchester way! You deny any problems or you drink!

Sam allergic to flowers

[(Anonymous)]

Any season, any pairing is fine.

The guys have to do a hunt involving some type of flower that Sam is horribly allergic to. Or maybe, if you go the slash route, Dean gets Sam flowers as a romantic gesture.

Silly, schmoopy h/c

[(Anonymous)]

Let's see some silly or extremely schmoopy hurt/comfort! Maybe Sam has some minor scratches and Dean insists he needs band-aids and some kisses to make it better. Maybe Sam is sick. which requires lots of cuddling. Maybe you can think of something even better! Go for it :D

[(Anonymous)]

Sam vs. the common cold. The setting: Somewhere very cold and snowy. Sam is extremely shivery. Gen, please.

Anyone still reading/filling these?

[khakigrrl.livejournal.com]

Ok, I had a bunny strike last night, and thought I'd try passing it on:

What with well over a hundred years of hell memories, soulless memories, and just trying to cope and come to terms with all the traumatic stuff that's happened in the past six years, Sam gets lost in his head from time to time.

That's ok, though. His body's used to getting along without him.

Re: Anyone still reading/filling these?

[emmram.livejournal.com]

OOOOOOOOH. O.O So much potential.

Another bunny...

[khakigrrl.livejournal.com]

I was rewatching 5.22 last night, and was struck by something I thought Lucifer said. He was talking to Sam about how they're MFEO and reminded Sam of how he's always felt "odd" and out of place in his family. Well, I heard it as Sam's always felt "hot" and out of place in his family.

It reminded me of the fanon that Sam is uncomfortable for Dean to share a bed with (even as a kid) because it's like sleeping next to a heater, and the canon that Lucifer runs cold and his breath can form ice on a window. So, together, it would make sense that they'd be a normal, comfortable temperature.

The prompt is, write a story about this idea. Either Sam, post-hell, is always too hot and sweaty, not used to his body sans Lucifer, or Sam (at any time) is more prone to hypothermia because his regular temperature has to be maintained at a higher level than most people.

Re: Another bunny...

[(Anonymous)]

I'm still reading!

I really love this idea and this prompt:)

[(Anonymous)]

Sam is attacked by a wild animal and has to be treated for rabies. It's about as fun as it sounds.

[goldfishie1.livejournal.com]

I would love Sam with a really bad migraine that makes him really sick and pukey. I love a puking Sammy! Dean is there taking care of Sam. Maybe some cuddling thrown in.

Fill - It'll pass

[familybizness.livejournal.com]

Maybe it’s the abundance of eye candy, or maybe he’s just forgetful with drink, but Dean doesn’t bother to check his cell phone until he’s left the bar and started walking home.

Seven missed calls.

“Shit.” Dean thumbs down the list. Seven missed calls, all from Sam. Who wasn’t supposed to leave the motel room, who told Dean he was going right to bed.

Something’s not right.

Dean punches Send on the phone. “Pick up, pick up,” he mutters. The line rings and rings. And rings.

“Shit!”

Dean shoves the phone into his jacket pocket and takes off at a sprint.

He’s out of breath when he reaches the room. All the lights are off, but the light from the hall illuminates the room enough that he can see the absence of Sam in either bed. “Sam!”

He almost doesn’t hear the answering sound, a soft whimper from the corner farthest from the window. Dean flicks on the light.

“N-nnnn!” Sam cries aloud.

He’s balled up on the floor between the bed and the wall, eyes squeezed shut, face streaked with tears. Dean’s at his side in an instant. “Sammy, what is it? What happened?”

“Off…” Sam gasps, turning his face into the rough ply of the carpet. “Please…”

“What?”

“L-li…”

“Oh!” With sudden understanding, Dean jumps to his feet and extinguishes the light. He hears Sam draw a deep, shuddering breath and returns to his brother’s side. “What hurts, Sammy?”

But Sam’s gripping his temples like he’s holding his head together, and Dean knows.

***

It’s been three years since Sam last suffered a migraine, and they’d allowed themselves to believe he’d grown out of it.

Apparently not.

He’s lost track of how long he’s been here, curled in the dark, trying not to move, trying not to breathe, praying for his phone to vibrate and let him know Dean’s coming. It must have been hours. He’s lost to pain.

“Okay,” He hears his brother whisper, somewhere above him. “Okay, Sam, it’s fine. You’re okay.”

This is probably true – he doesn’t disbelieve it – but he’s divorced from the reality in which this will pass. This pain is all there is.

Dean’s hands are on his shoulders, gentle and sure. “Come here, Sammy. I’m going to move you, okay?”

“You…came?”

“Of course,” Dean says. “Sam, I didn’t…I didn’t get your calls. I’m so sorry.” He sounds it, too.

He doesn’t protest as Dean eases him upright. Being vertical has helped in the past. But his head…Dean can’t expect his neck to support his head right now. It’s a minefield in there.

Then he feels Dean apply pressure to his forehead, pushing his head back gently, and Dean’s palm is behind him, cradling him. Tears slip down his face. “I know,” Dean says quietly. “You’ll feel better soon.”

Sam slips outside of time.

At some point that, he feels his stomach give a lurch.

His eyes fly open and catch a blur of motion – Dean pulling a trash can under his nose – before he slams them shut again. His body heaves, and he feels Dean’s arm wrap around his chest, the other hand still supporting his forehead. Sam surges forward in his brother’s embrace, stomach clenching, heaving, empty.

Dean brushes his hair back out of his face. “It’s okay, Sammy, I gotcha.” He can feel his brother’s heart pounding against his back as Dean holds him over the trash can.

He chokes, heaves, retches.

“Easy,” Dean whispers, heart thrumming steadily.

***

Sam gasps for breath, groaning. “Sorry….sorry…”

“Just rest,” Dean pulls him close, sits back against the wall with Sam tucked under one arm. Sam leans into him instinctively, just as he did when they were children and trying to get some sleep on an all-night drive. Dean’s amazed Sam still fits here. He hasn’t held him like this in years.

“Can you sleep, Sam?”

“Maybe,” he can feel the tautness of his brother’s muscles. Sleep is probably still several hours off. Dean sighs.

“I’m so sorry I wasn’t here.”

“’s okay…”

It’s not, really. He could have helped, could have spared Sam the worst of this, if he’d gotten here sooner. But there’s nothing to do now but grit their teeth and get through it. And he’ll get Sam through this. He will.

He reaches over and covers his brothers eyes gently with his free hand. Sam leans into the touch, letting Dean hold his head until the pain passes.

Dean won’t sleep until it does.

Post 6.22 gen prompt

[khakigrrl.livejournal.com]

Have you seen Farscape? BSG? Both shows featured an imaginary "friend" inside the head of another character: Harvey in Farscape and Inner Six (among others) in BSG. It's a pretty popular trope in genre shows, and I'd love to see it in SPN.

The prompt? Give post-season-6!Sam an inner Lucifer or Adam or Michael. Someone from the cage that he can interact with but no one else can see. Is he just going insane? Is it some deeper connection back to the cage? Is there someone else going on? I'll leave it up to you. ;-)

aftermath of AHBL part 2

[(Anonymous)]

Dean's deal to save Sam's life wasn't with his life.It was a promise that they would never hunt any crossroad Demons. But demons lie right? Sam was back but he wasn't back 100%. he wasn't healed fully.He had major lower backaches ever since.But he always tried not to show it even going as far as to dig up a whole grave to show Dean that he could do it. yes he could. but the aftermath was bad.Sam couldn't stand straight once the adrenaline rush wore down.only Dean's magic massage gave him relief.Wincest or Gen take your pick :)

[rhymeswithway.livejournal.com]

I'd really like a fic in which Sam is going through some major angst and is trying to carry the burden all by himself, and Dean desperately wants to help him. I'd love it if there's a line like, "You don't have to do this alone." or "You don't have to get through this by yourself."

The reason for the angst could be illness/injury/abuse/anything.

Preferably Wincest, but gen would be okay as long as there is lots of hurt/comfort.

[killabeez.livejournal.com]

Hi there. :) I'm not sure if this is exactly what you had in mind, since it doesn't really involve injury or abuse, but your line of dialogue inspired this:

http://killabeez.livejournal.com/380871.html

I hope it hits the jones, a little bit?

[ladyjane]

(Possible duplicate post.)

Sam is accidently shot with the Colt. Turns out that between the YED & Ruby, Sam's got enough Demon blood in him that even a graze from the Colt can become life-threatening*. Dean (or whoever) has to find a supernatural cure before it's too late.


*My first thought was gangrene or necrotizing faciatis and the possiblity of amputation. However, anything is fine with me, including mental, psychological, or spiritual damage instead of physical.

[kettle-o-fish.livejournal.com]

Oh my god, yesssssss.

[sanshal.livejournal.com]

Dean's stomach wouldn't stop churning, fingers and alcohol tracing over all the damage he'd done. God, he'd done this to Sam. Not some demon, not some angel. Dean. In an ironic sort of way, the same alcohol that had wound up hurting Sam so much was helping clean him up.
Adore the details...
NO wonder you are my favourite author on LJ.

[ladyjane]

Oops, you might want to try again, so the author knows how much you liked it. (I remember that fic, and you're right, that line ripped my heart out.)

[mamapranayama.livejournal.com]

I hope it's not too late to leave a prompt because I had another one hit me this morning. I'm sorry it's so long, but here it is anyway: Sam (maybe about 16-18 years old)is on his way to school when he is kidnapped by a group of shapeshifters. One of them takes on his form, but Dean and John have no idea he has been kidnapped nor do they realize that the Sam that returned honme form school that day isn't the real Sam. Somehow (it's up to you how this happens) imposter!Sam tries to kill John and Dean, but instead they wind up killing the shapeshifter. Dean and John think they have killed the real Sam and hate themselves mercilessly for it (maybe they try to reason it out by thinking he was possessed or under a spell, but they still don't realize that it wasn't the real Sam). In the mean time, the real Sam has no one to save him and has to find his own way to escape from the other shapeshifters and make his way back to Dean and his father.

[ladyjane]

Yes, please! Someone write this!

I hope I'm not too late

[(Anonymous)]

During or after S6, Sam, Dean, and Bobby somehow find out that Sam's soul is longer welcome in heaven. Ever.

FILLED: To the Woods and the Waters Wild (1/2)

[ramblin_rosie]

Something's got me on a Yeats kick lately. No idea why.
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Dean never did figure out how Ash managed to get a message patched through to his cell phone. He only wished he could respond with more than an occasional fleeting thought of thanks and a hope that Ash could hear it.

Big trouble in Little Heaven, amigos—Sam’s persona non grata up here. The way is shut. I’m really sorry; ain’t the same up here without you two. Hope you’re able to find an afterlife that suits you better than this mess.

That had been some time ago, when the Being Formerly Known As Cas (Dean refused to call him “Godstiel” or anything similarly ridiculous) was still trying to get the brothers to worship him and Sam had managed to torque him off. Dean had suspected then that the decision was less punishment than blackmail—“submit and I’ll let Sam back in” was never stated, but Dean inferred it.

He would have thought the whole supernatural world would know by now how he reacted to blackmail.

But time went on, and there was no indication that Cas’ Purgatory equivalent of a PCP overdose was wearing off much. Sam, Dean, and Bobby were running out of hiding places, out of steam... out of time. As valiantly as Sam fought the aftermath of the Wall coming down, Dean could tell he wasn’t getting any better. And Ash hadn’t written back to say that the Pearly Gates were open to Sam again.

Dean hadn’t liked Heaven all that much the first time around. He definitely wasn’t going back alone, without Sam. No way they were going back to Hell, either. And Bobby made him swear that they wouldn’t hang on as ghosts.

Both brothers were wrung out after a bad hunt and a worse Hell spell this particular night, with a wrenched knee for Dean and bruised ribs for Sam plus assorted cuts and scrapes and who knew what internal injuries, and Sam probably had the flu on top of everything else; but as exhausted as Dean was, he couldn’t sleep for worrying. In years past, he might have been willing to give up and let the injuries claim them both, but if death was no longer any kind of release, what could they do?

His morbid thoughts were interrupted by a high-pitched laugh like a peal of silver bells. “Ah, ’tis a funny one you are, Dean Winchester,” said a highly amused young woman’s voice with what sounded like an Irish accent. “You’ve not forgotten the fair folk, surely?”

Dean sat bolt upright in shock and found himself staring at a reasonably human-looking woman sitting on the foot of his bed, dark-haired and grey-eyed, clad in green and glowing with moonlight—perhaps the most human-looking fairy he’d ever seen, apart from that stupid leprechaun and the even more stupid Tinkerbell wannabe. “What do you want?” he demanded hoarsely.

“Why, ’tis my birthday tomorrow, and I thought to invite you to feast with us.”

Dean blinked. “Do I know you?”

“No, no, we’ve not met. But ’tis the talk of the courts you are, my bold one, and I wished to see for myself what manner of man you are.”

“Courts? There’s more than one?”

“Aye—and I’d like naught better than to steal you from Oberon’s.” Her smile turned slightly seductive as she reached out and caressed his face. “If you’ll consent.”

Dean swallowed hard. “I’m not goin’ anywhere without my brother. Not this time.”

She glanced over at the other bed and blinked. “The tale was, he had no soul.”

“He didn’t then. He does now.”

She got up and walked over to Sam, who was making pained noises even in his sleep. Her face grew troubled and sad as she looked at him, then hardened in anger as her fists clenched. “They’d no right to treat him thus. None.” Then she gently brushed Sam’s hair back from his forehead, and Dean could see him relax into a deeper, painless sleep.

“’Tis a fair geis you ask, Dean,” she said as she turned back to him. “I must ask my father, but if he agrees, we’ll come for you both tomorrow at sundown.”

“Sundown,” Dean agreed.

She came back to him and kissed him... and that was the last thing he knew for several hours.

[honeylocusttree.livejournal.com]

Here's one! 'Cuz I know I'll never write it...

When he was a kid, Sam loved those cheap suckers they gave away all over the place, the ones that come in butterscotch and lime and cherry and are always in a little bowl on counters and desks. He comes across them again as an adult...but now they're so small. Were they always this small? Or is it just that he's so much bigger now?

[rhymeswithway.livejournal.com]

Something a bit unconventional...

Probably Teenchesters or Standford era during which Sam is gay and in an abusive relationship. Dean starts to notice bruises and other signs and has to get him to end the relationship by showing Sam that he's doesn't deserve to be treated cruelly, and maybe by beating up the other guy. Heavy on the angst and h/c. If it ended in Wincest, that would be really awesome, though not mandatory.

[crazybeagle.livejournal.com]

This is...well, mean, which is why I'm probably not gonna do it myeslf.
Tag to 6.22. What if Cas decided to punish Sam for having tried to run him through with the angel sword? And how much worse would said punishment be simply because Sam's seeing Hell everywhere he looks?
(I'd prefer gen and I'd definitely prefer no noncon or anything like that.)

[wardrums1511.livejournal.com]

After the fight and he leaves for college, Sam comes back to John and Dean a few days later, hysterical, in tears, saying 'You were right, I shouldn't have left' and 'please let me come back'. He wont come clean about what happened, but John and Dean want to find out so they can kill whoever/whatever hurt the youngest Winchester. Gen or Slash, I don't mind either.

[mentholpixie.livejournal.com]

OMG, someone write this PLEASE!