Happy Birthday, Sam!

[ohsam-mod.livejournal.com]

Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
We broke you, dear Sammy
But we’re fixing you, too!

Welcome to the OhSam Birthday Fix-It Fest!




BOOST THE SIGNAL

<center><a href="https://ohsam.livejournal.com/947962.html"><img src="https://ic.pics.livejournal.com/ohsam_mod/77003009/5098/5098_original.png" alt="OhSam May 2019 meme banner" title="Fix You"> </a></center><p><center><b>Time for the annual May 2nd OhSam meme! Bring your prompts!</b></center>

The theme for this year is fix-it fics! Or fix-him fics!

Leave a comment with a canon-based moment that you’d like to see fixed or a particular Sam hurt (physical, emotional or mental) that you want to see comforted. As always, since we are a Sam-focused hurt/comfort community, Sam should be the primary recipient of any hurt and subsequent comfort, and this time we’re sticking to canon-based prompts. Got a favorite moment among the many times that Sam has been shot, wounded, or knocked unconscious? Is there a particular hurt Sam bit of canon that you always wish had ended differently? Prompt it!

(Such as, “Red Meat. Sam should not have been that okay walking out of an emergency room after all of the trauma he just went through in the past twenty-four hours. Fix it!”)

And then…

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. And no AUs or non-canon-specific prompts for this one. Start with a canon-specific moment, and it can go as far as it wants from there.

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Comments

[jdl71.livejournal.com]

Sam’s is so broken when he confesses to Dean in Sacrife that his greatest sin is how many times he’s let Dean down. He’s broken and needs to be comforted.

[jdl71.livejournal.com]

Sam is tortured in Mamma Mia and needs to be taken care of once he’s rescued.

[emmatheslayer.livejournal.com]

Sam figuring out ruby is evil earlier listening to Dean and trying to out smart her

[emmatheslayer.livejournal.com]

Sam not going crazy in Sam interrupted

[madebyme-x.livejournal.com]

A scene with Sam in hospital and Dean right by his side in Red Meat.

[maalbor.livejournal.com]

😍😍😍

[madebyme-x.livejournal.com]

Sam lost a lot of blood after the ghouls slash his wrists in Jump the Shark, and he needs a transfusion. Is this something that Dean can tackle, or will they need to go to a hospital?

[madebyme-x.livejournal.com]

What if Jack didn't heal Sam's head wound in Game Night?

Cranium 1/2

[lennelle.livejournal.com]

The bunker gained several new corridors and doorways since he was last here. A turn to the left should take him to the kitchen but he ends up in the garage. His bedroom is number is but the second he steps foot inside he's in a closet he never knew they had.

He's getting better, Dean says. Sam will be good as new in no time, he tells everyone else. These people who come and go and hug him like they know him, but Sam can't even think of a name to match the face.

His fingers scrawl up to his head, curious things that they are, sniffing around his hairline where his skin has been stapled back together. Only a few strips of metal holding what's left of his brains inside his head. Sam tries not to scratch at it as he navigates his way to the kitchen. A left turn, he's sure of it.

He turns left and finds another corridor lined with numbered doors.

It feels like someone is inflating a balloon in his throat and his cheeks burn hot as fresh tears drip down his face. This happens a lot and he's learned not to be embarrassed when the smallest thing sends his emotions hurtling through the roof. He stays there for a few moments until he can catch his breath and wipe his face dry on his sleeve.

He goes back the way he came and turns right. The lights in the war room are overwhelming, as if each lamp has turned to focus on him, gaping at the tragedy that is Sam Winchester.

"Sammy?" Dean says, and stands up from where he'd been emptying a glass of whiskey into his mouth. He sets the glass down on North Dakota and inches closer to Sam. "You okay?"

"Fine," Sam replies. Dean's face says he doesn't buy it, but he nods anyway.

"Cas called," Dean says. "Our friend, the angel," he elaborates at Sam's blank stare.

"Right," Sam nods and takes a seat at the table, tracing the edge of Texas with his finger. "Trenchcoat, intense. I know."

"Yeah, so he thinks he might have a trail on Jack."

Jack... Sam should remember this. The devil's kid, went of the rails around the time Sam's head was bashed in by the devil's former vessel, although the two events are not connected. Jack did something bad enough to warrant being hunted down, but Sam doesn't remember what it was.

"I think I'm going to head out to help him," Dean concludes. He looks anxious, lips pressed together and he looks unblinking at Sam.

"Okay," Sam replies. The look hasn't eased off Dean's face so Sam adds, "I'll be fine. Do what you need to do."

[lennelle.livejournal.com]

Lucifer brings Sam back to life in 13x21, but the journey from the caves to the camp on foot must have been a long one. And being alone with the creature that tormented and tortured him for years must be almost unbearable.

FILLED: let me be your shelter (1/1)

[hollyhobbit44.livejournal.com]

Not five minutes after he walks into camp, Sam goes down. Hard. And fast; so fast that he's sprawled on the dirt, legs bent beneath him, before Dean even registers what's happening. He drops down next to his brother, quickly scanning him for any signs of injury (aside from the blood still coating his neck, but Dean's trying to ignore that).

It's only then that he notices just how fucking pale Sam is, and how pronounced the shadows under his eyes are. He looks a world away from the guy who had walked through that portal not too long ago, but Dean supposes that's what dying and being resurrected by your worst enemy will do to you.

Speaking of, Lucifer's watching them, smirking from the treeline. Dean flips him off, which makes him laugh, then turns his attention back to Sam, cursing himself for not noticing anything sooner.

"You okay?" he asks brusquely, taking Sam's face in his hand and turning it up towards him. Sam's aware enough to slap him away, which is a good sign at least.

"I'm fine," Sam says, not at all convincingly. "Just tired; I've been walking for hours."

That, Dean can believe. Sam looks exhausted, right down to his very soul, although Dean also knows that it's not just the walking that's done it. But. He'll play along for now.

"Yeah? Well, hate to tell you but you ain't gonna get much rest here. Come on, move your ass."

Sam glares at him, which Dean takes as another good sign, then starts struggling to his feet. As he does so, Dean sees him catch sight of Lucifer, and suddenly Sam's back on the ground again, face even paler than before if that's possible. Dean watches him quietly, then carefully puts a hand on his shoulder. It's a testament to how shitty Sam's feeling that he doesn't immediately try to push him off.

"You ready to talk now?" Dean asks.

"There's nothing to say; I'm fine," Sam says stubbornly, keeping his eyes firmly fixed on the dirt in front of him.

Dean barks a harsh laugh. "Yeah, and I'm Madonna."

Sam scowls again, but something in his eyes gives, and he sighs heavily. "It wasn't... Waking up and seeing him... Then the walk... I couldn't -"

"He hurt you?" Dean interrupts, sensing how difficult it is for Sam to speak. He's surprised when Sam lets out a laugh.

"He didn't hurt me, Dean," he says, and there's something like steel in his tone. "He saved me."

Dean grimaces, almost tasting the bitterness with which Sam speaks. He can't imagine how it must have been for him, to wake up from the dead, confused and disoriented, with only Lucifer for company.

"He didn't stop talking," Sam continues quietly, and Dean snaps back to attention. "The whole way here, he just kept talking about Jack and Mom and - other stuff."

"The Cage," Dean supplies, then immediately regrets it when Sam's whole body flinches and curls in on itself. "Right. Sorry. Wanna talk about it?"

As expected, Sam presses his lips together tightly and shakes his head. He's never wanted to talk about what happened down there and Dean doesn't blame him for it. Hell, he didn't want to talk about his own trip below, and he's pretty sure that was a beach vacation compared to what Sam had to endure.

Dean nods, then pushes himself to his feet, offering a hand to help Sam up. Sam takes it and gets to his feet, still somehow managing to look small despite the way he towers over Dean. Lucifer waves from the trees, so Dean glares and flips him off again for good measure, then guides Sam away towards a group of huts, keeping a careful eye out in case his brother decides the ground is comfy enough to take a nap on after all.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up. I don't know if you've noticed - everyone else has - but you stink, dude."

Sam's lips quirk up into a brief smile, and it looks like he's regained some of his old humour. "Yeah, not too bad yourself," he jokes.

Dean holds up his hands and puts on his best innocent face. "I'm serious! I mean, why else do you think we're alone right now?"

"You're a jerk," Sam says, shaking his head in exasperation.

"Bitch." Dean grins, and Sam grins back, and, for a brief moment, it feels like everything will be okay.

[lennelle.livejournal.com]

7x17, Cas can't take on Sam's hell trauma. Maybe this time angel healing can't help him. Sam stays in the psychiatric ward.

[lennelle.livejournal.com]

Sam between season seven and season eight. What was he up to before he ran over the dog?

Fill (link)

[verucasalt123.livejournal.com]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18726892

[lennelle.livejournal.com]

s14 finale, Sam has better aim when he shoots Chuck.

[madebyme-x.livejournal.com]

Sam gets strangled by a poltergeist with a cable in Home (1.09) - but if Dean arrives a moment later, and Sam passing out and stops breathing?

Fill (link)

[verucasalt123.livejournal.com]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18740743

[(Anonymous)]

post s14 finale hopefully this counts as canon based. If I were Sam and Hell opened I'd be worried about Lucifer/other Big Bads returning, what might Sam's feelings have been and how might Dean have helped him?

[verucasalt123.livejournal.com]

Sam needs help coping with having been sexually assaulted in the Cage by Lucifer. Who will recognize that he needs this help? Who is going to help him? Or who is going to find him help?

[de-nugis.livejournal.com]

This is a bit vague and freeform, but I hope it's OK:

I've always liked the idea that Sam having a real breakdown could follow something seemingly trivial -- everyone is expecting him to fall apart after a Lucifer encounter or being tortured by the BMoL, but instead a minor thing on a regular hunt triggers it.

So choose your favorite small, ordinary canon moment and use it for collapse and then fixage on the seemingly unrelated big stuff.

[quickreaver.livejournal.com]

Makes PERFECT sense, and I'm gonna chew on this...

[madbadandplaid.livejournal.com]

It's often been speculated that post 05x03, Sam may well have tested Lucifer's casual statement that if Sam were to die, he'd just bring him back. Suppose Sam did test it, and found it to be true.

How handy would that be?

Sam is seriously injured in the course of a demon battle or the like sometime during S5. Maybe it would be survivable, if he got help in time, but the Apocalypse is on. Sam doesn't have time for the aggravation of emergency surgery, or to recover from one. He certainly doesn't have time to maybe be crippled afterward.

It's really just a lot more efficient to hurry up and die.

Of course, Dean's not going to be happy when he finds out.

No last-minute saves, please. This prompt is for Sam to actually die and be resurrected, whether Dean finds him before or after he draws his (not actual) last.

[backrose-17.livejournal.com]

The voicemail has hunted Sam since he first heard it. He needs to know if Dean still feels that away and finally learns that Dean never felt that way about him.

FILLED: One Saved Voicemail (1/3)

[dontknowmyname.livejournal.com]

Sam was grateful that Dean had finally acknowledged they were nothing more than gullible pawns in the pissing contest between heaven and hell. His brother had even asked Sam if he wanted to drive, which was the the largest olive branch Dean could ever offer. Still, Sam couldn’t get those words out of his head. That awful message played on repeat, constantly reminding him what his brother really thought of him.

Dean saw him as a monster. He placed Sam in the likes of all the other evil sons of bitches they’ve hunted over the years. They may be side by side again, but he couldn’t help thinking that no matter what Dean said now, he was only keeping Sam close to make sure his pain-in-the-ass little brother didn’t go dark side again. Maybe he should just be thankful that Dean hadn’t killed him yet.

“Earth to Sam,” Dean was staring at him when Sam finally tore his eyes away from the road. “Did you hear anything I said?”

Sam shook his head, gripping the steering wheel a little harder. He could still feel Dean’s questioning stare, but he didn’t bother saying anything.

“I suggested we stop for the night,” Dean took the silence as his cue to continue. “I’m not really suggesting it as much as I am insisting it.”

“Yeah, okay.” Sam didn’t disagree, but really he just didn’t care. He could have kept going, would have honestly preferred it, but he couldn’t deny that he needed to sleep eventually. Though the thought of awkward silence in a motel room seemed more uncomfortable than the silent drive considering he at least had the radio to drown out his thoughts.

As soon as he spotted the next motel, he pulled into the parking lot without even giving his preference another thought. It was simply instinct to follow Dean. Obviously that hadn’t changed.

Without a word, Dean stepped out of the car and shuffled to the office, leaving Sam in charge of gathering the essentials and making sure everything else was safely stowed away. By the time the older Winchester returned, Sam was leaning on the hood, his bag thrown over his shoulder and Dean’s sitting beside him,

“Room 108.” Dean traded Sam the motel key for the keys to the car, nudging him toward the room. “You look like shit, dude. Let’s go.”

“Okay.” Any energy he had just completely disappeared and with his head hung, he let Dean steer him to the room. Even if he wanted to argue, he just didn’t have it in him.

He managed to open the door and drop his bag on the table before crashing like a fallen tree onto the furthest bed. Thankfully, Dean didn’t argue either, he simply went right to work laying the salt lines and setting up the laptop. Sam continued to stare as Dean took a liquor bottle from his bag and tossed back a Dean sized shot.

[caranfindel.livejournal.com]

Nick shouldn’t have been able to overcome Sam in “Game Night.” What did he do to Sam before that fight, physically or psychologically, to throw him?

Filed [1/1] Red

[flowersyourway.livejournal.com]

It wasn’t supposed to go this way. No, not really. Sam injured and dying of a gut shot had once defeated three werewolves single handed. This was the same man who demons trembled before because they would rather return to hell than face him. The same man who had once sliced through a vampire’s neck with only a thin wire and shear strength.

A man as small and puny as Nick should be no problem. With the rage in Sam’s heart, he had no doubt he could tear into Nick at any moment. In fact, he welcomed the opportunity. Sam wondered if sometimes his kindness reached too far. This man he once pitied was now just as bad as the angel he once hosted. Well, nearly as bad.

So when Sam hears Nick’s latest lie he is beside himself with anger. Face reddening, voice raising, fear surfacing. Because as much as he tries to hide it, Nick does scare Sam. Sometimes the murderous glint in his eye has Sam forgetting that Lucifer was ever killed in the first place.

So yeah, Sam is ready to rid the earth of this scum. But when hears Nick’s words, he freezes.

“Search your feelings Sam”

No. No. No, no, no, no, no. It’s not possible. It can’t be him.

“He’s awake”

And if that statement doesn’t freak Sam out, then surely no other words will be capable of doing so. How many nights had Sam lain awake telling himself over and over again that Lucifer would never touch him again? How many of those nights had Lucifer been staring right back, unbeknownst to him? Suddenly, Sam feels eyes on him. It’s not logical, he knows, but that’s just what Lucifer does to him.

“Sam, nobody stays dead anymore”

Sam should’ve known. Damn it, why didn’t he know? Because of course Lucifer is awake. Of course, every time Sam shows someone mercy it fucks the world over. All those nights he spent fighting his mind’s image of Lucifer’s true face with the joy of seeing his burnt wings plastered to the church floor was all for naught.

Handcuffs clatter to the ground. Dean. He needs Dean right now.

In his panic, he doesn’t even see the punch coming. He barely feels it land. But it’s enough for his training to take over. Before he even has the chance to process what’s happened, he finds himself straddling Lucifer with his hands around his neck. Lucifer? No that doesn’t sound right. This is Nick. The man who deserves to be strangled. Forget the fucking gun, Sam wants to feel the breath leave his body. He wants a front row seat to the light leaving his eyes. This man doesn’t deserve to fear a bullet or a gun in his last moments. He deserves to fear Sam freaking Winchester.

Sam is positioned to do so. Nick’s cries of pain bring him joy. But he hesitates. Lucifer’s taunts ring in his head.

“Do it Sam. Show me what you’ve got. You know how much worse this will end for you if you keep fighting. I’ll have my fun either way, bunk buddy.“

He can’t do this. It’s a mistake. Lucifer will win every single time so fighting doesn’t matter. Lucifer? He knows that isn’t right. Nick? This is Nick. Either way, his rage frightens him. Is he really about to kill a man with his bare hands?

That hesitation is all the time it takes for him not to notice the rock flying towards his head. Pain blossoms in his temple. He can’t see straight. Lucifer is punishing him. He’s still in the cage. Oh god, he never left. He can see the hooks shimmering in from behind the trees. The illusion is crumbling.

Dean. He needs Dean right now.

So maybe he is in hell. Maybe it was all a lie. But there is still a chance that it’s just his tattered mind playing tricks on him. Either way, he knows he cannot remain in this place, this realm much longer. If he’s going to die or if Lucifer is going to finally rip the veil from his eyes, he wants only two things. The safety of the impala and mostly, his brother.

Lucifer beats on the window and challenges him to come play. No, Nick beats on the window and challenges him to come play. This is Nick. The car horn blares.

And when Sam closes his eyes against the pain, he sees red staring right back at him.

[(Anonymous)]

Post 14x20. Sam processes the full implications of knowing that God always just toyed with them for his own amusement. Namely that God got some type of enjoyment or satisfaction at seeing Sam in the Cage.

[spnshannanigans.livejournal.com]

When Sam had a severe head injury in Game Night, he would've been confused and incoherent. It would have really freaked Dean out. (Particularly with Dean noticing the sheer number of concussions Sam has suffered in recent years.)

[spnshannanigans.livejournal.com]

SPOILERS GO HERE


This is the first time Sam remembers losing his mom - last time he was much too young. This time he's not handling it so well. Dean won't even sit and have a drink with him to reminisce, he wants to go out by himself. How does Sam cope once Bobby and Cas leave? What does Dean come home to?

[spnshannanigans.livejournal.com]

When Sam's organs were shutting down and his body was failing after the trials, he was horribly, inexplicably awake for much of the time - aware and in agony. Dean could only watch, helplessly.

Filled: As I lay dying (don’t let me lay alone)

[flowersyourway.livejournal.com]

Here is the link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20227180/chapters/47936488

[hollyhobbit44.livejournal.com]

After the final showdown with Gordon, Sam's hands are torn to ribbons from the wire and he's looking worryingly pale

[samgirl90.livejournal.com]

pre-series what if john angered someone and they wanted revenge. what if they take sam. torture and do awful things to him. can be any one human,creature,etc. this could be a reason why he ends up going college.

[justine fun (from livejournal.com)]

After Michael releases his hold on Dean the adrenaline wears off and the months of not sleeping, not eating and over all not doing anything except looking for his brother catch up with Sam with a vengeance and he gets really, really sick. I would love to see a freaked out Dean and a freaked out Jack, anyone else can be there too.