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Time for a new comment fic meme! Please read the rules as there have been some adjustments due to the recent comment page changes.

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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.
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THE MASTER LIST
Gastroenteritis by

saltfuture
Sam/Dean or gen, any season, Sam has stomach flu, all the nasty symptoms and Dean is just awesome.

Numb by

farfadine
Sam/Dean or gen. A sort of mundane nervous breakdown. Sam has been in awesome!Sam coping mode and suddenly he's just . . . not. But it's not, like, waving a gun around psychotic break. I more have a vision of Sam off doing something ordinary, jogging, an errand, and he just stops. Sitting down on the curb or in the aisle at Walmart or something. And someone gets his phone and calls the first number and Dean has to come and get him.

Everything Flows, Nothing Remains by

minviendha
S7: Dean's dead! Oh wait, no, sorry! It was all a terrible misunderstanding. Everything's fine, Sam. ...Sam?

Weaker by

monicawoe
Season 5 AU. The continuous influx of demon blood into his system completely unlocks Sam's full psychic potential, and his powers basically explode - visions, telekinesis, Andy's mind-control thing, demon manipulation (controlling and destroying). Getting them under control is not fun, especially after he and Dean go their seperate ways.

There is No Spoon by

monicawoe
Season 7, post The Mentalists. Um, what was up with Sam's bent spoon? No, really. Who did that? Subconscious telekinesis is all it takes to turn hallucination into reality.

Make Me Strong Like You by

hillz_85
Sam is acting like everything is fine, that he’s not falling apart at the seams because he needs to look out for Dean who is also falling apart... Dean doesn’t notice how bad things have gotten for his brother and his new coping mechanisms until they are pointed out to him... [author's summary]

Bad Days by

ladybastet92
Sam/Cas (set anytime where Cas is Cas) Sam is sick. Dean’s out doing important things, Cas shows up, Sam has to explain why he’s sleeping in the middle of the day. Cas decides he would like to take a nap as well. Sassy cuddles!

Miscalculation by

si_star_x
Slash. Sam gets some nasty cuts on his face. Dean cleans them. Gentle kissing happens.

By Your Side by

emmram
For some reason Sam get his psychic powers back...but rather than Sam controlling them, Lucifer seems to be able to.

Untitled by anonymous
Pre-series. Sam dealing with the aftermath of rape. Speak-esque, preferably with no graphic depiction of the act.

Out of Nothing at All by

sakura_no_mi
Sam/Dean or gen. Season seven - There are some days Sam doesn't get out of bed at all. Dean's understanding.

If it Wasn't for Bad Luck by

mamapranayama
Sam gets a minor injury- a book falls on his head or he breaks his pinky or something, lol. Dean fusses over him, and discovers Sam is running a fever.

Visit by

saltfuture
Stanford era. Dean visits Sam and finds him sick in bed in his dorm room.

Sleepless by anonymous
Gen or slash, S1 or 2. Sam develops really bad insomnia. Really really realllllllly bad. The sleep deprivation is interfering with hunting and he's all cranky and life just generally sucks but he just can't sleep much. So Sam's exhausted beyond all belief, and Dean is so worried about him. He tries everything he can think of to help and none of it works. But eventually Dean stumbles upon one thing that's actually effective. Bonus points if it's something really small and schmoopy, like stroking Sam's hair while he's lying in bed.

Trust in Me and You'll Trust in Yourself by

hillz_85
After Dean and Sam separate season 5, Sam stops talking. Even if he wants to, he has somehow lost the ability to talk [...] When Dean meets up with him again, he's of course shocked at this new development. Whether Sam starts talking again eventually is up to you, but I'd love to see Dean coax him out of his mental shell in little, big-brotherly ways.

Untitled by

checkthemargins
Sam gets hit with a sleeping curse (it can last for however long you want). After awhile Dean starts waking him up to get him to eat and stuff. Sam is sleepy and adorable and maybe cranky some of the times he's woken up. [WIP]

Life Goes On by

ravelqueen
A super wincesty one: Dean breaks off the sexual aspect of their relationship for a bunch of surely very good reasons, but Sam is pretty sure it's because he doesn't like the idea of Sam hallucinating while they're in bed. Or because Sam is all tainted with demon blood. Or because Sam isn't Lisa. Or because he just doesn't want him anymore. His train of thought doesn't go uphill from there. Big misunderstandings and relationship angst ahoy! My unrequited love kink rears its ugly head. [WIP]

It Happened Like This by

monicawoe
Dean never went and got Sam from Stanford when John was missing. So when Jess died, Dean wasn't there, and Sam went totally John Winchester, left without a word to anyone, and would not rest until he took down Azazel [...] all I'm looking for is the last scene when Sam finally gets his revenge and maybe John and Dean are there and now that Sam's work his done he breaks into a billion pieces and there is withdrawal and severe psychic pains and screaming and Sam hating himself for what he's become but kind of unapologetic for killing the thing that killed his girl.

Falls the Shadow by

inheritedjeans
Gen. Post AHBL part one and AU from there. Sam wakes up on that dirty mattress after Cold Oak with all of his memories of dying and going to heaven intact in his head (maybe he was reuinted with Jess or finally got to meet Mary and was just starting to enjoy having a mom) and he's resentful towards Dean for bringing him back to life and taking him from the peace he finally had and he's almost desperate to go back.

Singin' in the Rain by

center_galaxy
Dean doesn't know what to do about the whole broken wall, psychotic break, hallucinating Lucifer thing. Then Sam gets caught in the rain and gets pneumonia. And Dean DOES know what to do about that. Not like he's glad that Sam's sick, but it's just a relief to have something wrong with Sam he can help with. And, since he's there at close quarters taking care of Sam, Sam has his opportunity, too: to broach the subject of Dean's drinking, to try to get him to talk about his despair and his downward spiral. Basically, the manageable hurt/comfort routine goes on while Sam and Dean are tentatively touching on the big, huge hurt-don't-know-how-to-comfort stuff.

Ticking Time Bomb by

center_galaxy
Sam finds out he has an aneurysm in his brain. It could be life-threatening, but for the moment it is stable and the doctors schedule him for a surgery to repair it, but it is weeks away. Dean freaks out by overprotecting Sam and doing anything he can keep his brain from 'exploding' in the mean time. He practically drives Sam insane when he won't let him run, do any physical exercise, or even go to the bathroom with the door locked. Dean mother-hen's him to the point where he can't stand it anymore and Sam takes off for a walk ... of course, now that he is alone and separated from Dean, this is when his brain decides it's time to explode.

The Apple Falls from the Tree by

center_galaxy
He's been in the business a long time and most of that time he knew John Winchester but never really got to know his kids before, so going on a hunt with them is interesting to say the least. Watching Dean and Sam, how in tandem they are, how much they're like John in different ways. One things for sure though, Dean sure can be one scary mother fucker when Sam is threatened.

Fighting Spirit by

center_galaxy
Dean gets his shit together in the drinking department. It was hard HARD work (either on his own--maybe something really traumatic happened that compelled this new lust for a dry life--or via ye olde Twelve-Step program.) And sure, there are painful desires to backslide but dammit, he's got this. And he's had to do it alone because he can't use anything, anyone as a crutch or an excuse any longer. Upon returning to "life", he discovers Sam has drifted into his own addiction (due to the hallucinations or genetics or hey, it's Tuesday or...yeah. Author's choice!) Now Dean has to get through to Sam and save him from himself, without losing his own hard-won sobriety.

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From:

monicawoe.livejournal.com

Weaker part 2

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They found a Jackie Chan marathon and sat on the floor, leaning against the bed, eating pizza.

Lindsey fell asleep during 'Police Story 2.' Sam picked her up, gently, and put her on the bed. He took one of the two pillows and laid down on the floor next to her.

Sam dreamt he was looking in the mirror. Lucifer looked back at him.

When Sam woke up, he was sweating and shaky. It was like an echo of the painful withdrawal he'd gone through after Ruby had cut him off -- back before he'd freed the Devil. Sam walked to the bathroom, and ran cold water over the inside of his wrists. He brought the water up and over his face and avoided looking at his reflection.

He walked back out to the main room and noticed the bed was empty.

"Lindsey?" he said. 'Maybe she left.' he thought to himself. She could've woken up, decided it was better to get far away from him and left. It would've been the smart thing to do. He took a step towards the bed and something crashed into him.

When Sam looked up, he was lying on the floor. Lindsey was staring down at him, with black eyes. She was sitting on top of him, and had him pinned to the floor.

"Sam." Lindsey shook her head, "Even when you stay out of the fight, you're still a trouble-maker." She laughed, "Those hunter friends of yours -- did they come back and thank you for staying away? I told them they should."

Sam struggled to break free from her hold, but her hands were steel grips around his wrists.

"You're not one of them, Sam." She grinned, "You keep telling yourself you are, but that doesn't make it true."

"Yeah? Well, I'm not one of you either." Sam snarled.

Lindsey laughed, "No...no you're not. You're special. You're father's favorite."

Sam closed his eyes in disgust, in shame.

"I'm a gift." She tilted her head to the side, and let go of Sam's wrists.

He still couldn't move. She'd pinned him with her mind. Sam struggled, wishing desperately that the drops of blood from earlier had given him just enough power to break free. He managed to lift his right wrist off the floor almost an inch before it slammed back down.

Lindsey reached behind her and pulled a knife out of her boot. She brought it up to her right wrist and sliced it open. "I'm a gift for you, Sam." She forced Sam's mouth open with her left hand, and brought her bleeding wrist down. "Everything he does, he does for you."

Sam screamed, and tried everything he could to push her away. The light he'd left on in the bathroom flickered and exploded. The blood flowed over his tongue and ran down his throat, and he couldn't stop it. He couldn't stop it.

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Sam drove -- called inexorably towards a destination he didn't know. He thought he heard his phone ring once, but when he picked it up it was completely dead. The battery had melted.

He stopped whenever his car ran out of gas, and no matter where that was, there was always someone there -- with black eyes, a smile, a bleeding wrist and a new car for him to use. He fought them, at first -- exorcised them with a thought and tried to get in the car and drive off. He never made it onto the road before being held down and force-fed.

He couldn't stop it.

Sometimes, when he was tired, he'd pull into a motel. The clerk would hand him a key, and sometimes all the cash in the register. He never had to pay for the room.

He drove for days, until he got to a Biggerson's restaurant. He didn't know what state he was in, and he didn't particularly care. This was where he was supposed to be. There was one car in the parking lot, other than his borrowed Honda -- an enormous, black Cadillac Escalade.

Sam entered the restaurant, the halogen bulbs shattering above him. He saw an ancient man in a wheelchair, who turned towards Sam and smiled at him with yellow teeth. "Sam. I'm so glad you're here. Won't you join me for dinner?"

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From:

monicawoe.livejournal.com

Weaker part 3

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Dean and Castiel tracked Famine through four states. The Horseman left a trail of corpses miles-wide. The demons they captured and questioned gloated, and spoke of Famine and his Guard with reverence.

They finally found him in Iowa. Castiel had gone in to take Famine's ring from him, but when he didn't come back three minutes later, Dean rushed in after him, and found Castiel in the meat-locker, (door thrown wide open), eating frozen ground beef.

Dean walked past the angel into the main room of the Chinese all-you-can-eat buffet, and froze. Famine was sitting in a booth, watching Sam drain a demon.

Sam let the demon fall to the floor and reached out his hand. The soul flowed out of the demon's mouth and into Famine. Famine smiled at Sam and said, "Are you still thirsty, my sweet boy?" Sam wiped the back of his hand across his blood-stained mouth and nodded. Then he saw Dean.

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Dean woke up, with a worried looking Castiel standing over him. Dean sat up and opened his hand. He was holding a ring. "Is this...Famine's?" he asked Castiel.

Castiel nodded.

"Did you -- ?"

Castiel shook his head and sighed, heavily. "Sam placed the ring in your hand, after he killed Famine."

"Sam..." Dean tried to remember -- he'd seen Sam, and he couldn't remember. Not exactly. All he remembered was Famine lying on the floor, broken -- catatonic. Sam crouched down next to the Horseman's body, slid the ring off his finger, and shut his eyes. He walked over to Dean, covered Dean's hand with his own, and closed Dean's fingers around the ring. "I didn't want you to see me like this...I couldn't stop it, Dean." Sam said. His face was bloodstained, but his eyes were hazel, and human. "I couldn't stop it. But I can end it."

"Dean, we need to talk about your brother." Castiel said.

"No." Dean said sadly, "We don't."

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Sam said yes to Lucifer in Detroit. Dean found out from Death, who paid him a personal visit to give him his ring. It was the last of the Horsemen's rings. Dean had gotten the third from Pestilence with Castiel's help. Death told Dean where to find his brother and made him promise to let Sam jump into the Pit.

Dean gave Castiel the four rings and said, "You need to make me forget, Cas. Make me forget the rings even exist."

"Dean --" Castiel started, "If you fail --"

"I won't." Dean said. "Go to Bobby. I'll see you tomorrow."

Castiel laid his hand on Dean's forehead and disappeared.

Dean bowed his head and prayed.

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From:

monicawoe.livejournal.com

Weaker part 4

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Lucifer walked through Stull and enjoyed the feel of the wind on his vessel's skin. His power thrummed through Sam's veins, screaming for release. He turned when he heard the flutter of wings behind him.

"It's good to see you, Michael."

"You too. It's been too long." Michael answered. "Can you believe it's finally here?"

"No. Not really."

"Are you ready?"

Lucifer took a breath, and answered, "As I'll ever be. A part of me wishes we didn't have to do this."

"Yeah. Me too."

"Then why are we?" Lucifer asked.

"Oh, you know why!" Michael said, angrily, "I have no choice, after what you did."

"What I did? What if it's not my fault?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Think about it. Dad made everything. Which means he made me who I am! God wanted the devil." Lucifer said, his eyes wide.

"So?"

"So why? And why make us fight? I just can't figure out the point."

"What's your point?" Michael snarled.

"We're going to kill each other. And for what? One of dad's tests. And we don't even know the answer. We're brothers. Let's just walk off the chessboard."

Michael flinched, like he'd been struck, and Dean answered, "Good plan."

Castiel appeared behind Lucifer, threw the Horsemen's rings on the ground and started chanting.

Lucifer turned towards Castiel, angrily, and snapped his fingers. Castiel exploded.

Bobby finished the chant -- hidden behind a nearby tree.

The Earth opened wide, and Lucifer tried to step away from the edge. Sam stopped him. He looked at Dean, and whispered. "It's okay, Dean. It's gonna be okay. I've got him." Sam stepped backward.

Dean ran forward.

And they fell.