ohsam | comment fic meme!

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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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→ 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.
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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.

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From:

glovered.livejournal.com

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

From:

laurificus.livejournal.com

This fits the prompt a little less than I was intending, but hope you like, anyway. :)

***

"Next time, I'll ease us back in with something less deadly," Dean says, mostly to break the silence. "A pack of demonically possessed werwolves at full moon, maybe."

It's a sign of how quiet Sam's been since everything went south that even getting a grunt of acknowledgement is a relief. Hard to tell if it's a grunt of pain or amusement, or some other mysterious Sam thing that Dean's not catching. He's busy trying to stitch Sam back together before he bleeds out, or one of the giant cockroaches in the room crawls in and makes himself at home in the gaping hole in Sam's side; he can't be on perfect translation duty, too. especially when the cut on his own arm has started clamouring for attention. It's an ugly, ragged mess, oozing blood and pain at a steady rate, and it's still got nothing on the clusterfuck Dean's trying to fix. As smooth hunts go, this one failed miserably. About the best Dean can say for the night is that he can't see any of Sam's vital organs, and honestly, the lighting in the room is about as bad as the motel's infestation problem. It's possible Dean's night vision just isn't up to the job.

"You'd mention it, right? If you thought your lungs or something were falling out."

"Pretty sure my lungs aren't even in the vicinity," Sam says. Every word is bitten off and sharp, his voice shot through with pain and maybe annoyance. Dean can't exactly blame him. He won't take the good pills; won't even let Dean dose him up with alcohol, and Dean can't much blame him for that, either. There's a hundred and eighty years of hell lying in wait all over Sam's brain, attacking at random and at will, stealthily or with an arrival parade. If Sam doesn't want to let his guard down and make it easier for them, Dean's not about to argue. Still makes him feel pretty helpless, though.

"Be done soon, Sammy," he says, and gets a glare for his trouble. Not quite a death glare, not when Sam's face is already drawn tight and there are beads of sweat standing out on his forehead, but it's definitely got aspirations in that direction. Little fucker always was a lousy patient. Dean gives up on trying to be comforting, and glares right back, even though Sam's staring at Dean's hands again, mouth set, and fingers knotted in the threadbare towels they keep on hand so they don't leave rooms looking like crime scenes. Dean mutters about ungrateful bastards and needles slipping; he hums a little, soft under his breath in a way that's absolutely not designed to be soothing. When he's finished, Sam's rocking a the kind of paleness actual dead people can only dream of, and he's bitten his bottom lip bloody. But he tells Dean to shut the fuck up when Dean says he can take care of his own arm, and his hands are steady while they apply the last of the butterfly stitches from the kit.

He's still not looking at Dean, though, no more than he has to, still not talking much, and Dean's days of letting that kind of thing go are a failed apocalypse and another trip to hell behind them. Sam's got his back to him now, pretending like he's not struggling to get a t-shirt over his head, and somehow, that makes it easier for Dean to start.

"You okay?" he asks.

"Sure," Sam says, sounding perfectly sincere but for how Dean's met him before. "I'm just distracted planning my victory dance. Because, you know, I look like Frankenstein on a bad day, and we both nearly died tonight. What's not to celebrate?"

"The part where we didn't die is pretty good." Dean goes to Sam, then, yanks the shirt out of his hands and guides him into it. Even after that's done, he doesn't pull away. He likes being in Sam's space these days; there's been too much space for too long with no Sam at all. "It wasn't your fault, if that's what you're thinking."

Edited Date: 2011-08-03 11:34 pm (UTC)

From:

laurificus.livejournal.com

That should go without saying; if it was anyone's fault it was Dean's--for hesitating, for not being fast enough--but Sam's had some pretty fucked up ideas about what he's responsible for for a while now, and it's only gotten worse since the wall fell. Dean figures it's best to make sure they're both on the same page.

Weirdly enough, Sam jerks back out of Dean's hands. He promptly looks like he regrets moving so fast, but it doesn't stop the death glare this time. "Of course it wasn't my fault," he says, sounding more like Sam than he has since the wall came down. He gestures at Dean, irritation writ large all over him. "It was yours, you moron."

So. Definitely on the same page. Dean nods, no hesitating now. It takes the edge off Sam's anger, but that just gives that God-awful, miserable look Dean's been seeing for too long a chance to sneak in, and that's infinitely worse. He doesn't step away from Dean, but Dean can feel him withdrawing, after weeks and weeks of bringing him back. Dean grabs for him, like he might actually be trying to get away, wraps a hand around his shoulder and squeezes.

"You didn't--you didn't think it was really there," Sam says. "When I yelled at you, you didn't. That's why you didn't get out of the way in time."

"Maybe I'm just old and slow."

Sam doesn't smile, and Dean didn't expect him to. He can't even say Sam's entirely wrong, because, yeah, Sam's spent a lot of time recently freaking out about shit no one else can see, hell twisting up reality as efficiently as it does everything else. Dean would never have taken a job if Sam hadn't been doing better, but it should've been the kind of thing they could do in their sleep. A few overly active house sprites, that was all he had in mind. So when they'd cleared them out and Sam had started yelling about fiery spirits and axes, Dean had looked over his shoulder instead of moving. He's in one piece now only because Sam's weight crashing into him shoved him aside.

"I was an idiot," he says. It's a terrible apology, but it's no less true for that.

Sam shrugs, winces. "I don't blame you," he says, and the bitch of it is, he doesn't. "It's just. We'd just gotten to be--you know. Us again. If I'm not reliable, you can't hunt with me. It'd be--"

"Dangerous?" Dean says. "In the first place, a spirit on fire came at me with an axe tonight. Danger isn't a dealbreaker. In the second, you're getting better. In the third--" He stops. In the third place there's no one he trusts more than Sam; no one else he wants at his back. That's true no matter how messed up Sam is, and it's still not even the important thing. If Sam couldn't hunt, if he gave it up tomorrow to open a cattery, that'd be okay. Dean would deal; hunting isn't why he needs Sam with him.

Fuck if he's saying that out loud, though. This self-doubt thing Sam's got going is coming to an end, one way or another; Dean's going to make sure of that. He's got form for saving people, after all, and when Sam's gigantor ego is fully operational again, he's going to be insufferablly smug if Dean pledges undying devotion here and now.

"In the third place," he says, "I totally want you as an alternative target when I fuck up. You're bigger and slower. Like I'm letting that go."

Sam's smile takes its sweet time showing up, but it eventually does, spreading as Dean slides is other hand around the back of his neck and leans in. "You're so fucking stupid," Dean says, and maybe Sam's gonna get to be smug anyway, because when Dean kisses him, it's full of all the promises he's never stopped making.

From:

greeneyes-fan.livejournal.com

Oh! I feel the LOVE!

From:

laurificus.livejournal.com

Thank you! <3

From:

glovered.livejournal.com

Aw thank youuu! Love the mix of humor, tragedy, and in-character bickering. Love this line:
"You'd mention it, right? If you thought your lungs or something were falling out."
Great fill!

From:

laurificus.livejournal.com

Thank you! Both for the lovely feedback, and for the prompt. :)

From:

de-nugis.livejournal.com

Ah, I love it. I love Sam's loss of confidence and fear that he is a liability, and that what he doesn't realize is that Dean needs him for something much more fundamental than warning him about fiery axes, and I LOVE it when they are all bickery and insulting to each other in order to pick their way conversationally around the giant epic love elephant in the room.

From:

laurificus.livejournal.com

Ahahahahaha. I am totally changing my LJ name to giant epic love elephant in the room. <3 <3

Thank you for the lovely comment. I love it too when they are all bickery and insulting to avoid making their horrifically sappy declarations (in case you hadn't guessed. *g*), so I'm really glad it worked for you.