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Another year, another November. Once again, it’s time for our annual November 2nd comment meme!

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In honor of the final season of Supernatural, the theme for this meme is “firsts and lasts”.

Here’s how it works:

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, angsty, or any other scenario that involves him in a hurt/comfort type of position. (Other characters can be hurt if you wish, but Sam is a requirement.)

To fit the theme of the meme (see what I did there?), the prompt should either be a “first” or a “last” -- such as, “Last thing Sam notices before losing consciousness”, or “Last time Sam eats gas mart sushi”, or “Sam’s last words to Dean”, but could also be something like “Sam’s first encounter with a ghost”, or “Sam’s first broken bone”, or “First time Sam hunts solo”.

Step 2: Make all the things! Prompts can be filled as soon as you have a fic or art to fill them!

Step 3: Post it here! Post as a comment to the prompt, or post a link directed to the fanwork you have created to fill the prompt.



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-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.

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-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.)

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Filled : Moments 2/2

Date: 2019-11-04 04:50 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
The brothers spent a few hours bickering back and forth, sometimes they fell into a comfortable silence just studying each other , nurses kept checking Sam's vitals and neither brother dared to look at the nurses' faces let alone ask questions, they both knew the answers..

Few hours later Sam was having trouble keeping his eyes open..

And Dean was scared but he didn't let show .

"D'n ? "

" I'm here Sammy " he squeezed Sam's hand comforting him .

"D'ya think , we'll still have eachother in the afterlife, y'know the empty and everything "

And that was the part that Dean was trying hard not to think about ..

"I'm scared Dean , not of dying , not the empty ... it's just the idea of you not seeing... "

" Shhh , Sam , you know what I believe ? I believe that nothing , not the empty , not billie , not even the angels or demons can come between us , you know Sammy many things tried to separate us and we dissapointed, why is this any different, huh ? "

This was different , Dean knew this , but he didn't lie to his brother though, he really believed that somehow they will be with each other, eventually, if he didn't believe that he will go crazy , so just believes ..

" 'kay , I'll wait for you "

Then Sam fell silent .. for a few moments Dean thought that he was asleep ( asleep nothing else ) .

But he suddenly opened his eyes and looked to Dean seriously..

" Don't do anything stupid Dean , I know I lost the right to ask you to have a normal apple pie life a long time ago , but just don't do anything stupid , promise me "

That caught Dean off guard , he didn't have time to think he just nodded .

His eyes were getting moist and he knew they will stay this way for a long while ..

" I promise Sammy , okay , don't worry about it " he choked the only words that would comfort his brother .

" good " Sam's voice was barely a whisper now .

Dean looked at Sam's monitors , he was no doctor, but he knew that the numbers weren't good news .

He swallowed hard , trying to get rid of the lump in his throat .

Sam was losing the fight , he could see pain lines on his face , Sam has refused to take anymore painkillers as he knew they would put him to sleep , a sleep he wouldn't wake up from . And Dean felt proud that his brother was fighting the pain to stay with him , but they both knew it was a losing fight .

" It's very late Sammy , good little brothers should be sleeping right now "

Sam's looked at him with these sorrowful puppy eyes and shook his head .

Dean let his fingers ruffle Sam's hair , something he never did since Sam was a child .

"no sleep , stay with you as long as I can "

"It's okay Sammy , you are tired , I understand.. "

He kept running his fingers through Sam's hair , that always made young Sam sleep easily .

" You used to do that when I was a kid. Staying beside me and doing your big brother tricks " Sam commented

" that's because I'm an awesome brother "

" Yeah , you are , thanks for that Dean , for everything , including now , thank you "

And nothing was spoken again ..

Sure enough few minutes later Sam's eyes closed and didn't open again ..

Dean looked at the monitors , the numbers were falling ..

But Dean still felt Sam presence , stubborn little bitch still fighting even after closing his eyes .

Dean stayed beside Sam's bed one last time trying to treasure these moments with his brother , and Sam too kept trying to soak as much of his brother's comfort as he could , until he couldn't anymore .

The End

RE: Filled : Moments 2/2

Date: 2019-11-05 01:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kettle-o-fish.livejournal.com
Yaaaaaay! Thank you for such a sweet fill!

RE: Filled : Moments 2/2

Date: 2019-11-06 11:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madebyme-x.livejournal.com
Such a sad but poignant fic! Thank you for sharing :)

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