OhSam November meme 2018!

[ohsam-mod.livejournal.com]

It’s that time again … our annual November 2nd OhSam meme!




BOOST THE SIGNAL

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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.):

<lj-spoiler title="Warnings -- Click to Open">WARNINGS GO HERE</lj-spoiler>

-NO SPOILERS FOR UNAIRED EPISODES. Please be courteous and post spoiler warnings for recently aired episodes. Use the following code for spoilers:

<lj-spoiler title="Spoilers -- Click to Open">SPOILERS GO HERE</lj-spoiler>

-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.

Comments

[cowboyguy.livejournal.com]

Sam always pushes himself too hard. Pulling all-nighters when he's got three papers due the next day. Poring through old lore books until he can't see clearly anymore. Training until his body is ready to give out. Who stops him?

[verucasalt123.livejournal.com]

I think it's Cas. Because Cas is super bossy. And I'm working on this fill...

FILLED - Dimmer Switch 1/2

[verucasalt123.livejournal.com]

Sam doesn’t have an “off” switch, like a normal person.

There had been those few years of his adolescence when his body needed sleep so badly that it overrode his brain. But even then, he insisted on getting up over and over again to spar with Dean or to run a half mile longer. Rebellion was strange; he hated that training but refused to stop until his dad or his brother physically stopped him.

Academics was another area where Sam always had trouble drawing a line. In high school, his studying had been interrupted frequently by a hunt or a move or an injury. Once he arrived at Stanford, he would stay up studying all night before an exam even when he knew all of the material. The research for his papers and projects was exhaustive - easily twice as many hours as most of his classmates. The fear of losing his scholarship had been pervasive.

Jess lacked the same switch as Sam, so she hadn’t made attempts to change his habits. They indulged together, sometimes with Red Bull and sometimes with amphetamines. Get straight As, crash for a day and a half, start all over again.

Dean, of course, tells Sam frequently to sleep more, slow down, give himself a break. Always has. But since Dean doesn’t do much in the way of practicing what he preaches, it’s ineffective even when Sam tries to make it look like he’s trying.

This system had been in place for so many years, it was (and many times still is) Sam’s default setting. After the trials, Dean sidelined him so often that he kicked up his exercise; runs were twice as long, conditioning increased substantially. He needed to get his old body back, build muscle, boost stamina.

After Gadreel...well, several things had happened after that. Most importantly, Sam and Castiel’s friendship becoming stronger than it had ever been in the past.

Cas isn’t a fan of Sam’s routine. Regardless of the state of his angelic grace, installing an off switch in Sam’s brain is beyond his capabilities. Fortunately, there are other ways to help Sam make better choices. And Cas - any version of Cas - when he wants to be, is more bossy than Dean even on Dean’s best day.

RE: FILLED - Dimmer Switch 2/2

[verucasalt123.livejournal.com]

They’re all spending more time in the bunker these days. Dean likes to cook (likes to feed them), and he’s good at it, so Castiel implements meal times. Not down to the minute - he knows who he’s working with here - but in general. Even when they’re eating leftovers or takeout, the three of them sit down to eat together. It turns out that Sam’s appetite is just fine when he’s sitting down with food in front of him and no excuse to skip dinner and keep doing whatever he’s been busy doing all day.

Exercise is a good habit. Like most other activities, in moderation. Dean does a bit of weight lifting but most of his exercise comes from daily activity. The Impala requires constant care, heavy things need to be lifted and moved in the bunker, the garden needs to be weeded, cared for, and maintained.

Sam overdoes physical exercise more than anything else. Castiel is willing to negotiate. For strength training, they compromise at one hour per day. Cardiovascular exercise is a stickier point. If Sam loses any more weight, his health will be in serious jeopardy, but his daily run is important for his mental well-being. This battle is hard-fought, but cardio gets capped at an hour a day as well when Cas refuses to budge.

Alarms are set. Childlike pleas of “five more minutes” and “I’m almost done” are ignored.

Research has to be monitored as well if Sam is going to get into healthier habits.

“Sam. We had an agreement.”

Well, shit.

Sam had found a book of fae lore more detailed and thorough than he’d ever seen before. But his attempt at translation, by chapter seven, had strained his eyes badly enough that he’d developed a splitting headache.

On days when there was no pressing research required for a case, Sam and Cas had agreed on a very generous three hours of study.

With time, Sam has gotten accustomed to these limitations; he’s even grown to appreciate them. Maybe he still doesn’t have that off switch, but there’s a dimmer that works pretty well these days.

He closes his book, carefully marking the page where he left off and saving the translations he’s made so far.

“Thanks, Cas. You want to get a beer? There are new episodes of Great British Bake Off on.”