It's our 6-month anniversary!

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OMG YOU GUYS!

Can you believe that it's been six months already? 282 members, 347 people watching! And it's all thanks to YOU! You fabulous people, you!

You know what that means, right?

Comment-fic!

Hurting Sam is a necessary part of celebrating our six-month anniversary. So have at it!




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Master List

wrath_n_raiths: They're in a mine somewhere and Sam's ahead and there's a cave-in. The caveo-in's between them, Sam's trapped and hurt, maybe concussed, and Dean's digging towards him as fast as he can, talking to him, trying to keep him conscious and alert till he can reach him.

faunaana: Sam, Dean. The brothers are on a hunt and stranded somewhere. Sam is seriously injured. They don't have their first aid supplies, because Sam lost his pack, and all Dean can do is sit with Sam, try to keep him warm and hydrated and watch his brother deteriorate.

winyumi: Sam's back from the cage. It's not like he's been tortured on a rack, not like Dean. But Lucifer has been in his head the whole time, appearing as John, and Jess, and Dean, and Sam's mirror image, telling him that he's worthless and a failure and a monster and he does nothing but destroy the people who love him. Dean can't figure out at first why Sam can no longer believe that Dean loves him or wants him. Dean rebuilds him.

faunaana: Dean's not there, Sam has a vision and (somehow) becomes too injured to move.

greeneyes_fan: Sam is a tall motherfucker, and you know what happens to super-tall motherfuckers? Their joints hurt a LOT. (I think. Right?) So as he gets "older" -- older being like, over 30 -- his knees start to give out, and he doesn't hobble, Dean, thank you, but he does have a bit of trouble getting going in the mornings. Elastic knee braces help some, but you know what helps even MORE?

ratherastory: We just got a request for burns. So let's have smoke-inhalation for this one instead. And maybe Sam was already a bit run down with a cough and his lungs weren't at their best for a dose of smoke. And wtf was he doing, anyway, running into a burning motel room when all they stood to lose was some dirty laundry? Does he pull a stunt like that and expect Dean not to chew him out? Dean figures some stuff out when he finds the amulet in Sam's rescued duffel.

wrath_n_raiths: As they're working a case, Dean takes another opportunity to mock Sam's manliness/sexuality, insinuating he's gay to some civilians, but it's the wrong place and crowd, and Sam gets attacked by homophobes; cue protective, guilty!Dean.

authoressnebula: Sam has a lot of dreams about falling into the pit with Lucifer.

lavinialavender: Jess finds out, the hard way, that Sam has a trick shoulder.

harrigan: Sam with a bad leg.

dontknowmyname: Sam is forced to wear a bomb jacket.

moviegeek03: Post 5x18. Sam's been running himself ragged taking care of everyone after the events of 'Dark Side of the Moon' and 'Dead Men Don't Wear Plaid'. After 'Point of No Return' Sam's exhausted and gets sick (what's wrong is up to you) and is cared for by Dean and Bobby.

Anonymous: Pre-series. Sam, John, (Dean). John's always had to raise his voice with Sam, but one day, beside himself with anger, he locks Sam in a closet.

27_jaredjensen: Sam has the cold from hell (literally) when he and Dean are reunited.

starbright73: Sam's always had OCD tendencies, but after having his body worn by Lucifer the tendencies flare into full blown OCD. They can't really get proper psychiatric help, too likely to get committed for all the wrong reasons, so they have to cope as best they can without.

dime_for_12: Sam used to like when Dean called him 'Bitch'. It was Dean's version of a term of endearment and made him feel loved. Post-cage, though, it's just not the same. Not after the torture he endured in hell, demons taunting him about being their bitch while they raped him. Dean doesn't notice at first how the formally-innocent nickname makes Sam flinch now, but soon catches on.

vail_kagami: 5.04 AU. Lucifer possesses Adam, leaving Sam to join Dean and Castiel. The only weapon they have against the widespread Croatoan virus is Sam's demon-killing abilities, and so Dean uses what he has at his disposal ruthlessly, in spite of the toll it takes.

sakura_no_mi: Sam's back is KILLING HIM on Valentine's Day. After failing to score at the bars, Dean stumbles home at three in the morning super super drunk. When he discovers that Sam's back is hurting, he tries with gusto to make Sam feel better. But he's just too drunk. Sam appreciates the gesture (the earnest affection and manhandling is adorably irritating) but jesus, Dean, go to bed!

de_nugis: Sam/Dean, Sam's having a rotten day (what goes on is up to you) and Dean can't think of anything to say to make him feel any better (maybe they had a fight and Dean said something he shouldn't have) and so cuddles him.

sastiel: After suffering a badly broken nose, Sam has to sleep breathing through his mouth. He's always been a snorer, but this time Dean notices that his breathing stops throughout the night and he gasps himself awake to breathe.

radiumgirl: Gen: Sam suffers from insomnia or insomnia with a slice of Very Bad Dreams of his time in the pit with Mike & Lucy. He can't sleep and nothing they try works. Dean's getting worked up/bitchy/worried as hell over it and Sam's starting to get a little loopy and depressed, can't focus, can't find his socks when they're right there on the bed with him. In the end, worried that Sam's going to suffer some damage, Dean beseeches Castiel to put him under for a while, Sam's dreams are too bad and he's too afraid of a sleep he can't wake from. Whether it's Dean's idea or something he chances upon himself, Castiel with his new mojo, gets it to rain and Sam relaxes, then gets heavy lidded, then protests like a sleepy kid that he's not going to bed, not ever, then slowly drops off into sleep that's maybe not perfectly peaceful, but a damn sight better than it has been. Bonus points for platonic bro cuddling, hair smoothing.

cordelia_gray: Sam stopped talking for a long long time.

rainylemons: Sam has some kind of injury and for some reason they can't get any pain pills until the following morning. At first Dean tries to be all cheerful about it, and Sam tries to keep in good spirits, too, but after a while the pain becomes too much and Sam gets all squirmy and quiet and miserable and Dean feels like a helpless failure. Bonus for platonic cuddling (or not-so-plantonic, whatever).

sakura_no_mi: Sam gets back from the pit and he and Dean are hunting together again. Dean notices that Sam has become just kind of unaware of his physical well-being. Like, he doesn't eat unless reminded and just keeps going researching and hunting until he is exhausted, rather than sleeping regular hours, he lets minor wounds get infected and literally doesn't have the sense to come in out of the rain.

radiumgirl: Dean says Yes to Michael. Michael spends a while (months, maybe) hunting down Lucifer, who is increasingly desperate and going after Sam in dreams. But Michael kills him, still in his Nick vessel. Should be over, right? But no, Michael promised Dean he would not harm him and would eventually restore him to himself, but he didn't say when. He is busy cleansing the earth, ridding it of prisons, ghettos, and the less salutary (according to Michael) elements of society, building a brave new world. Sam and Cas are on the run from angels and hunters, trying to salvage stuff on the fringes. But it's a dangerous world outside the tidy, angel-approved bits: hunters, looters, cholera in the ragtag camps of refugees. Sam is hurt or sick. Cas takes care of him. And a sequel

rainylemons: Misplaced comment-fic: His Still-Beating Heart.

harrigan: Gen: Sam + leg brace + partial blindness in one eye + having to traverse difficult foresty, hilly, steep terrain to find Dean after he'd gone off on a hunt alone because he didn't want to put Sam in danger and wound up getting himself fairly whumped. Bonus points for Sam awkwardly and painfully as possible trying to find Dean and Dean remembering how awesome and determined his little brother is.

m14mouse: "Not a very smiley, guy, your brother." Dean's first instinct is to protest -- his set of mental snapshots of Sam feature a lot of big, lit up grins and some gleeful annoying smiles. But then he thinks about it. He hasn't really seen that grin since Sam got out of the pit. Or in the year they were fighting the apocalypse. Or in the year before that, with Ruby and the blood and all. Now you mention it, he misses the fuck out of that grin. Dean's a guy who can think strategically. And no one knows Sam like he does. Operation Get Sam to Smile Like He Means It is underway.

jennytork: So, end of season five gives us Sam standing there outside of Lisa's house and looking in, right? Well, as it happens, he's not looking in. More to the point, he's not looking anywhere because he got out of Lucifer's cage without his sight.

scullspeare: Gen: Sam + leg brace + partial blindness in one eye + having to traverse difficult foresty, hilly, steep terrain to find Dean after he'd gone off on a hunt alone because he didn't want to put Sam in danger and wound up getting himself fairly whumped. Bonus points for Sam awkwardly and painfully as possible trying to find Dean and Dean remembering how awesome and determined his little brother is.

m14mouse:
The fight goes down like it was supposed to. Michael kills Lucifer. Somehow, Sam manages to cling onto a little bit of life. His wounds are fatal; Dean helps him let go.

dime_for_12: Gen - Sam comes back from the pit afraid of fire. Seriously, seriously afraid of fire. Like waking in the night screaming, flinching away from a candle or lit match, suffering panic attacks afraid of fire. Really shitty time for some hunters with a bad impression of Sam to take to wanting to burn him alive. If you can get some Dean all backlit by flames description, smoldering with rage, and trying to coax Sam out of a burning whatever for me, you get my eternal love.

minviendha: Jus In Bello AU. The demons never attack. Sam and Dean never escape. They are seperated and send to prison as planned and Dean dies there when his time runs out. Sam's not having such a great time himself; he gets ill, perhaps beaten up, and slowly loses his mind knowing his brother must be dead by now.
By the time Bobby gets him out (and takes care of him - or tries to, anyway) he's in a pretty bad shape and no longer cares what happens to him.

Ruby being involved somehow (in a not entirely negative way) would be awesome too, but is not required.

Comments

destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash

[de-nugis.livejournal.com]

I'll stop now for the time being, I promise. I originally posted this as a Blindfold prompt, but it is totally unporny and works just as well Gen as slash:

Sam's back from the cage. It's not like he's been tortured on a rack, not like Dean. But Lucifer has been in his head the whole time, appearing as John, and Jess, and Dean, and Sam's mirror image, telling him that he's worthless and a failure and a monster and he does nothing but destroy the people who love him. Dean can't figure out at first why Sam can no longer believe that Dean loves him or wants him. Dean rebuilds him.

Any level of schmoop is acceptable and welcome.

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 1/4

[winyumi.livejournal.com]

Uh, it doesn't really fulfill the prompt exactly, so sorry about that. I kinda adored this prompt, so I hope someone else answers it with more rebuilding!Dean. I just couldn't get that part to work for me. This is what came out instead. :)


Sam read a scientific study once, about how the act of smiling could elevate your mood, even if you had no reason to be happy. So Dean says, "C'mon, bitch," and Sam smiles, hoping that if he does, he'll feel the old warmth the term of endearment used to bring. And when Dean jokes, "That's my brother, he's a little slow," to their witness, Sam smiles, even though all he can think about is the truth behind the joke. He was slow enough to let himself be tricked into letting the devil loose.

And when Dean says, "Can it wait, Sam? I gotta call Lisa back. Can you believe Ben just got himself booted from the new team?" Sam smiles, though it's hard as can be to make it look real, when all he feels is guilt that he has Dean here with him, and misery, that he can't bring himself to let Dean go.

Dean always smiles back, so at least maybe it's elevating Dean's mood.

At night, the real Dean's gone, finding some private corner to talk with Lisa for an hour or two, and Sam lays back and the Dean in his head says "Godammit, Sammy. Friggin' worthless. I was out of the game and you had to pull me back in. You know I'm freakin dying to get back to Indiana, right?" And Sam smiles, painfully. "Yeah, I know. I'm sorry, Dean," he answers aloud.

He flips channels on the TV, but he can't focus on anything, because Dean leaves and Dad comes, and Dad always shouts. Dad roars "You couldn't leave him alone? After all that he's done for you... What the hell kind of son did I raise, Sam? What kind of man?" Sam bares his teeth and grins, eyes stinging. He turns up the volume to earsplitting. Answering his Dad never does any good. The man's never listened.

Through the din, Jess's voice cuts into him like a blade "It hurts, Sam. It hurts so much, baby. Why are you letting this happen to me?" And she starts to cry, softly. He can hear her blood trickling. The TV should drown it out, but it doesn't at all. Sam locks his jaw and lets the tears trickle from his own eyes, and his smile is a rictus, because he doesn't know how to stop it anymore. "I'm sorry," he whispers. He stops himself from repeating it louder, though that's what he wants to do, because he's free now, and they aren't real, and everything is fine, just fine.

The real Dean comes back, rolling his shoulders. "Fuckin fighting, again. After that whole speech I gave him and everything," he sighs. He'd probably crammed himself into some uncomfortable chair or dingy corner, looking for some privacy, lost track of time. He usually does when he's talking to Lisa, especially about Ben.

Sam nods and keeps his eyes fixed on the TV.

"Hey, you alright?" Dean asks suddenly.

"Oh, yeah, fine," Sam says. His eyes are dry now, but maybe to Dean they look a little red still.

Dean watches him skeptically for another minute.

"So, you gave Ben a speech about non-violence, and he didn't take it in?" Sam asks finally, innocently puzzled.

Dean studies him a second. "Oh, fuck you," he decides on.

Sam smirks. Dean grins as he flips him the bird on his way to the bathroom.

Everything's fine. Sam thinks. Yeah, you've stolen your brother away from his new family, and you hate yourself so much you can't even enjoy the time you're spending with him, but whatever. You can still make him smile, so everything is fine.

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[winyumi.livejournal.com]

Sam must not really believe that though, because on the next hunt, he finds himself falling from a second story balcony, and he's praying as he goes that when he hits the ground, it shatters his skull.

Of course, he lands ass-first in a hedge instead.

"Hey, Sammy, you alright?" Dean calls from above.

He looks a little shaken, but his voice is steady. He's holding it together until he knows how bad it is. Sam can hold it together for his brother, too. It's the least he can do for his brother.

"Fine Dean." He lifts a hand and gives a shaky little wave. "Go nail that sonofabitch. I don't need your heavy ass landing on me, okay?"

Dean nods and disappears.

Sam shifts in preparation for levering himself free, and a thousand raw scrapes whine at him, but they're all drowned out by the nerves in his right thigh, screaming Red Alert. He looks down. It's dark out, only a sliver of a moon, and his eyes haven't finished adjusting yet. Before he fell, he had a flashlight, but he doesn't know where it landed. He can't see anything, but his thigh sure hurts like a bitch.

The Sam in his head is disdainful. "God, it's just a scratch," he sneers.

"Yeah, thanks," Sam snaps. He starts struggling his way upright violently, and almost calls out as something buried in his leg twists and tears free. There's a rush of warmth and wetness in his jeans, way too close to his crotch for comfort.

"Or not," the Sam in his head says. "But whatever. It's not like it would be the end of the world if..." he drifts off.

"If what," Sam hisses. He lunges and lurches out of the hedge, falls to all fours almost instantly, panting. Whatever got his leg, it ripped out from deep. It's really bleeding now. He should get himself up, stagger to... somewhere. The car, for the first aid kit. Dean, for assistance. He should. He has to.

"You know what, Dumbfuck," the Sam in his head says, and smirks.

"Dumbfuck, there's the word I was looking for." Dean's voice comes from inside him. "Are you seriously going to sit around with your thumb up your ass, after impaling yourself on a hedge?"

He's lazy, we've always known that," Dad says to Dean. "That's always been his problem. When the going gets tough, he whines and gets sulky. Makes it harder on the rest of us, but he doesn't care. You never have cared about what you were doing to the family, huh son?" Dad asks him, and Sam shakes his head. He never cared, not enough. He made it harder on everyone else, and thought it was his right to do so.

"I'm gonna get up," he promises them, even though he knows they're not real. "Just give me a minute, Dean."

But Sam stays down on his hands and knees. He needs a few minutes to gather his strength. The grass is thick and the turf is wet under it. The area's been having heavy rains up til today. There's cold water soaking up into his jeans, and warmth has spread down his inseam to meet it. He shivers. He feels lightheaded, but it's too dark to tell if the world is actually spinning or not. He needs to get up and find Dean, like he said he would.

Instead, he lowers himself down and rolls onto his back. He's just going to rest for a minute, then he'll find his brother. With the moon so weak, the stars seem brighter than usual. He stares up at them idly. He's cold, and now his back is getting wet, but he's been colder. It was much much colder in the cage. Burning cold. Like the stars twinkling above.

"Hey? Sam?" Dean calls. He sounds far away.

"Yeah. I'm right here." he answers. His own voice echoes in his head. It's empty, with Dad and the fake Dean gone again.

"What are you doing?" The real Dean's approaching, feet swishing in the grass. He's not running, so he must've taken care of the ghost already.

"Star gazing," Sam says. He'd lift his head and take a better look at Dean, but he doesn't feel like moving.

He doesn't know why he's surprised when Dean doesn't say anything to that. Dean in real life is not Dean in his head. Sometimes he forgets, but he shouldn't. Dean in real life doesn't call him a dumbfuck for watching the stars.

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[winyumi.livejournal.com]

Dean lies down next to him. After a minute he shifts and says, "Yuck. It's frickin wet down here, Sam. You couldn't have warned me?"

Sam turns his head slowly. It feels like lead. He smiles. He needs to warn Dean that he's not actually fine, but he's happy, and he had forgotten what that was like. He'll say something in a minute. Just one more minute is all he needs. His eyes drift closed.

"Sam," he hears. "Hey, Sam? Sammy?"

*****

He's in the hospital when he wakes up. Dean is sitting, grimfaced, by his bedside. There's an IV in the back of his left hand. He studies it for a minute before glancing back up at Dean's face. From somewhere, he dredges up a smile.

"Hey," he says.

"Hey, Sam." Dean doesn't smile back. His voice has a real edge to it, though his eyes are blank.

"Femoral artery?" Sam asks, when he can't take the loaded silence anymore.

"Yep," Dean says. The 'p' really pops.

He waits for Dean to start yelling, but there's just that awful blankness, and quiet stretching out into eternity.

"I thought it was just a scratch," Sam offers, weakly.

"Uh huh." Dean's hand twitches once on his thigh, some kind of involuntary spasm, then goes still again.

The explosion Sam's waiting for never comes.

Dean spends the morning silent, instead. He answers Sam's questions in monosyllables, and refuses to introduce any topics of conversation of his own. Around noon, he leaves, saying he needs to call Lisa back. It's the most he's said in one go since Sam woke up. Sam wonders if he's finally succeeded in making Dean angry enough to leave him and go back to Lisa. He forces himself to smile widely at the idea. Right now, he's probably telling Lisa to clear out the Impala's space in the garage.

On the wall, somebody's put up a bland picture of an old mill and a bridge. Sam's looking at it when Dean comes back and sits down beside the bed again.

"Will you fucking look at me," Dean says wearily. Sam obediently looks over. He thinks his eyes are dry enough to pass muster, especially since Dean probably can't wait to get this over with and be rid of him.

"We're going to Indiana," Dean says sternly. "Tonight. As soon as they release you. We're fucking going to Lisa's, and we're getting you some help."

"Dean, I'm fine," Sam says, dumbfounded. "The doctor said-"

"I'm not talking about your leg, Sam." Dean scoffs. His voice is harsh, sounds like the fake Dean, but the fake Dean's eyes are always a little bit dead. The fake Dean's eyes never get stormy, like the real Dean's are by now. "You space out, all the damn time! Did you know that? We're in the middle of interviewing a witness and you're off to lala land, nobody home for ten freaking minutes, and then suddenly you're back, like nothing happened. I've had to tell people you have a medical condition, absence seizures or something. And you talk to yourself, Sam! You know that? I leave to talk to Lisa for five minutes and I come back and I can hear you talking to yourself. Arguing with yourself! For like, an hour... And the shit you're saying to yourself..." Dean shakes his head. "I'm sorry Sammy, but you are... you seem to think I won't notice if you just slap on a happy face, I won't notice that you cry every time I leave the frickin' room... you are fucking crazy if you think I haven't noticed that shit. And it's gone on long enough. It has. We're getting you help, and we're fixing it."

Sam wants to deny it all, and send Dean off the Indiana alone. He is crazy, and now Sam knows that Dean knows it, and the only thing Sam can't figure out is why on earth Dean thinks it's a good idea to bring Sam with him to Lisa and Ben's home, to bring his crazy brother into their lives.

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[winyumi.livejournal.com]

"You can't," he blurts out. "You can't because Lisa and Ben, I could hurt them, I..." He's crying, suddenly. "You said yourself..."

"No. You are not that kind of crazy, Sammy," Dean says softly. There are tears in his eyes too. "I'm not worried about that, and you shouldn't be either. And Lisa wants you there, she and Ben both want you there-"

"They don't even know me."

"They do." Dean's voice is calm and sure. "I've told them about you enough times. They know you, Sam. And Lisa, well, she seems to have no problem letting broken down hunters crash on her couch, you know? She's got her crazy streak too."

"Dean, I can't, I-"

"You're what? Bad luck? Accursed? Well if you are, then so am I, Sam, but I don't believe that's true anymore. Maybe I did, for a while, but..." Dean wipes at his eyes, and fixes Sam with a gaze, solemn and steady.

Sam waits.

"They brought you back, Sam," Dean says finally. "They brought you back to me. They didn't have to, I wasn't expecting it, but they did. You're here, and I'm here, and I don't know how, but for the first time in our lives, we have a chance... We can have a home Sam. We can have a family that's more than just you and me. We don't have to, but if we want it, it's there. For the first time in our lives," Dean repeats. Dean's eyes are burning with wild hope, and they pin Sam where he is. And maybe he doesn't deserve the things Dean's offering, but Dean's begging him to take them. The real Dean. The only person that matters to Sam any more. So there isn’t any other choice for him, really. He’s going to Indiana. And maybe, just maybe, he can leave everyone but the real Dean behind when he goes.

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[lavinialavender.livejournal.com]

Awwwwwww, I love this! It's really well done. Great job. And though it's not the most moving line, I'm really impressed by your description here: "Yep," Dean says. The 'p' really pops.

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[winyumi.livejournal.com]

Yay! Thank you! I'm glad you liked it, and it pleases me GREATLY that you liked that line. Thanks for picking it out. :)

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[mimblexwimble.livejournal.com]

Wonderful. ♥

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[winyumi.livejournal.com]

Thank you. ♥

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[de-nugis.livejournal.com]

Thank you for filling my prompt so beautifully. Single-handed rebuilding!Dean would have his appeal, but there is also something about the idea of the boys getting help, whether it's the backup family of Lisa and Ben or actual professional help, that's very moving. Maybe it's because Dean is so transformed by the realization that they have choices and possibilities and support, and that he can give that to Sam.

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[winyumi.livejournal.com]

Aw, I'm so happy the fill worked for you. Thank you for that prompt. Dean may not admit to wanting normal the way Sam did, but I think he's always yearned for a home and a family, just as much as Sam. Just, I think Dean's aware that he could never truly be happy without Sam in his life as part of that family. If he saw a chance for both, I think Dean would be all over it in a heartbeat.

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[greeneyes-fan.livejournal.com]

Oh, man. I love your crazy Sam. I love the way he knows the difference between hallucination and reality, at least some of the time, it just makes it all the more intense.

And he so, SO deserves the chance for peace.

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[winyumi.livejournal.com]

He does! He really does! And Dean's gonna help him get it, godammit.

Thanks for commenting! I'm so glad you liked my crazy Sam. :)

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[wrath-n-raiths.livejournal.com]

I love this. The way you introduced all of the hallucinations in there, it was really creepy and surreal and cool.

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[winyumi.livejournal.com]

Oh yay! Creepy and surreal and cool! ♥

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[sylvanelfqueen.livejournal.com]

OMG I love this! It's fantastic and was exactly what I wanted to read. Awesome!

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[winyumi.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad that what I wanted to write was exactly what you wanted to read. :) Hooray for commentfic posts and the ohsam community!

And thank you for commenting.

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[alphabet26.livejournal.com]

Very nice! Really great interpretation of the prompt, I enjoyed it very much!

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[winyumi.livejournal.com]

:D I'm so glad you liked my interpretation. (It did kinda veer off-course on me a little.) And thank you for commenting!

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[crayola-fics.livejournal.com]

I have read this three times today... I can't even describe how awesome it is. I'm so happy that you wrote this!

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[harrigan.livejournal.com]

This is the kind of fic that makes me want to remember your name so I can look for more fics by you. (Though with ohsam and hoodietime and summer_sam_love and spn_summergen and spn_j2_bigbang, etc. I don't know when I'll have time!)

But you are definitely an author to watch!

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[sistabro]

oh, oh this was magnificent, just ouch but with a touch of hope at the end.

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[dollarformyname.livejournal.com]

Well, hell. This comm is determined to mangle my lil ole heart. This is really, really fantastic, and I've got a deathgrip onto the hopeful part of that ending 'cause you hurt me in the best way. Wonderfully executed.

Re: destroyed!Sam, rebuilding!Dean, post-cage, gen or slash 4/4

[gidgetgal9.livejournal.com]

This was so good- and captured a distraught Sam so well. :)