OhSam November meme 2018!
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ohsamIt’s that time again … our annual November 2nd OhSam meme!
BOOST THE SIGNAL
Step 1: Leave a comment with a prompt. As always, since we are a Sam-focused hurt/comfort community, Sam should be the primary recipient of any of the hurt and/or comfort. Prompts can involve Sam being sick, hurt, angst-filled, grief-bearded, or any other scenario that will put him into a hurt/comfort-y type of position. (Other characters can be hurt if you wish, but Sam is a requirement.)
Step 2: Make all the things! Prompts can be filled as soon as you have a fic or art to fill them!
The rules:
-Post one prompt per comment, please. This makes it easier to track, and easier to tell which fills go with which prompts. If you have several prompts, post them in separate comments.
-Prompts can be as short or as detailed as you like, but shorter prompts give people more wiggle room to create.
-Post as many prompts as you'd like! The more, the merrier.
-Same goes for fills. You're welcome to fill as many prompts as you want to, and multiple people can absolutely fill the same prompt. We love to see different takes on the same concept.
-Like we said, h/c and Sam-centric.
-No real-person fic (RPF), please.
-Anon posting will be enabled. If you came here from tumblr and don’t have an LJ, just leave an anon comment linking back to your tumblr or AO3 post for any fic/art fills to prompts!
-Use the code below if your fic/art contains potential triggers (non/dub-con, abuse, self-harm, etc.):
-NO SPOILERS FOR UNAIRED EPISODES. Please be courteous and post spoiler warnings for recently aired episodes. Use the following code for spoilers:
-Post fic fills as replies to the initial comment with the subject line “FILLED: [Title] (1/1)” for the number of parts your fic will have (If it doesn’t fit in a single comment, then change to (1/2), (2/2) or however many parts you’ll have. If the fic runs away from you and becomes too long to easily fit in comments, you can also link directly its original source post on LJ, AO3, etc.)
-Post art fills with a link to the original source, preferably with a thumbnail image. Please note whether the art is SFW or NSFW.
-Feedback is love. If you liked it, leave a comment!
-Contact a mod if you have a question.
-Pimp this meme! Spread the word to your friends! As with prompts and fills, the more, the merrier!
-No spamming. No flaming. No character bashing.
-Play nice and have fun!
The mods will update the post with a masterlist of prompts/fills periodically throughout the meme. If you notice a prompt or a fill missing from the masterlist, please poke![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
quickreaver or cowboyguy and we'll get that updated as soon as we can.
BOOST THE SIGNAL
Step 1: Leave a comment with a prompt. As always, since we are a Sam-focused hurt/comfort community, Sam should be the primary recipient of any of the hurt and/or comfort. Prompts can involve Sam being sick, hurt, angst-filled, grief-bearded, or any other scenario that will put him into a hurt/comfort-y type of position. (Other characters can be hurt if you wish, but Sam is a requirement.)
Step 2: Make all the things! Prompts can be filled as soon as you have a fic or art to fill them!
The rules:
-Post one prompt per comment, please. This makes it easier to track, and easier to tell which fills go with which prompts. If you have several prompts, post them in separate comments.
-Prompts can be as short or as detailed as you like, but shorter prompts give people more wiggle room to create.
-Post as many prompts as you'd like! The more, the merrier.
-Same goes for fills. You're welcome to fill as many prompts as you want to, and multiple people can absolutely fill the same prompt. We love to see different takes on the same concept.
-Like we said, h/c and Sam-centric.
-No real-person fic (RPF), please.
-Anon posting will be enabled. If you came here from tumblr and don’t have an LJ, just leave an anon comment linking back to your tumblr or AO3 post for any fic/art fills to prompts!
-Use the code below if your fic/art contains potential triggers (non/dub-con, abuse, self-harm, etc.):
-NO SPOILERS FOR UNAIRED EPISODES. Please be courteous and post spoiler warnings for recently aired episodes. Use the following code for spoilers:
-Post fic fills as replies to the initial comment with the subject line “FILLED: [Title] (1/1)” for the number of parts your fic will have (If it doesn’t fit in a single comment, then change to (1/2), (2/2) or however many parts you’ll have. If the fic runs away from you and becomes too long to easily fit in comments, you can also link directly its original source post on LJ, AO3, etc.)
-Post art fills with a link to the original source, preferably with a thumbnail image. Please note whether the art is SFW or NSFW.
-Feedback is love. If you liked it, leave a comment!
-Contact a mod if you have a question.
-Pimp this meme! Spread the word to your friends! As with prompts and fills, the more, the merrier!
-No spamming. No flaming. No character bashing.
-Play nice and have fun!
The mods will update the post with a masterlist of prompts/fills periodically throughout the meme. If you notice a prompt or a fill missing from the masterlist, please poke
quickreaver or cowboyguy and we'll get that updated as soon as we can.
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Date: 2018-11-02 01:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-11-02 01:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-11-02 01:28 pm (UTC)FILLED [Poison] (1/1)
Date: 2018-11-02 03:33 pm (UTC)(Sorry I'm not quite sure how to put warnings in. First time doing this. Though I did read the instructions :/ )
The night was cold, and the grass beneath his frail body was a lifeless beige; spreading outwards in its failed attempt at escape. Escape from him. Even at his weakest he managed to kill everything he touched...he was poison: undiluted and starving; consuming everything in his way. He was poison.
It was oddly quiet tonight, no sign of life anywhere, it was like the world had entered an endless sleep: peaceful in its hibernation, untainted by the cruelty of life. Sam found himself wishing he could do the same...just slip away into a dreamless slumber. Hide. Hide. Hide. He didn't want to fight anymore, he knew he would fail; he would kill again. After all, he was poison: undiluted and starving; consuming everything in his way. He was poison.
Pain kept him awake, numb though his body was, allowing him to keep a much unwanted grip on his consciousness. A few tears leaked from his eyes; trailing miserably down his face, icy cold and desperate. If only Heaven and Hell would let him go and he could be free. Bright red blood coated his shaking fingers as they came up to try and stop the flow of liquid life still gushing from his side, as if he were a human fountain: a sudden wave of fear had overcome him...he didn't want to die. But then he remembered he was being silly and he had to, even if he would never achieve peace. He was poison: undiluted and starving; consuming everything in his way. He was poison.
Sam looked up at a midnight blue sky that was filled with stars, and realised he didn't have to make this all bad. Yes, he was dying, agony dancing across his body and a disgusting sense of weakness taking him over, but it was such a beautiful night to die. More than he deserved. He could die with a smile on his face and the knowledge that by doing this, everyone around him could find happiness. Everyone around him would get the chance to share this beautiful world they lived in with someone they cared about. They could look up at the stars and realise life was special. A gift. But only for those who deserved it. He had to go. He had to face the music. He was poison: undiluted and starving, consuming everything in his way. He was poison...
As the sun rose two men could be seen on the grass below the fading stars. One limp and lifeless, the other slowly dying as he cradled the first to his chest: a man so lost and desperate, beyond hope. But that's not what the other saw. The other saw everything he had lost. Someone so full of life. Someone he had failed to save. And he wished he had been able to tell him he wasn't the poison he'd thought he was, but the antidote to the pain ravaging his brother's body.
Every night the stars seemed to get just a little bit dimmer.
- Fin
Sorry if it's not what you imagined. But anywhere. It's done at last. :)
RE: FILLED [Poison] (1/1)
Date: 2018-11-02 03:48 pm (UTC)Re: FILLED [Poison] (1/1)
Date: 2018-11-02 03:54 pm (UTC)RE: FILLED [Poison] (1/1)
Date: 2018-11-02 04:52 pm (UTC)That is beautiful.
Re: FILLED [Poison] (1/1)
Date: 2018-11-02 06:05 pm (UTC)RE: FILLED [Poison] (1/1)
Date: 2018-11-03 02:18 pm (UTC)And now I'm blissfully wrecked...
RE: FILLED [Poison] (1/1)
Date: 2018-12-29 07:55 pm (UTC)RE: FILLED [Poison] (1/1)
Date: 2019-01-01 06:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-12-29 07:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-01-02 10:01 am (UTC)