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11 April 2009 @ 09:10 pm
Hurt/Comfort-Meme  
A while ago, I promised you a comment-fic-meme as soon as we reached 100 members. And here it is!

Teh Rulez
01. Comment to this post with your prompt and desired pairing(s). Be as specific or unspecific as you like.
For example: "Sam, Dean (gen): hypothermia" or "Jared/Jensen: Jared gets hurt on set, Rating: at least R" or "Dean/Castiel: Castiel comforts Dean after a nightmare"
If you are unsure about a certain pairing or prompt, please go to our profile and read the general rules or ask in our FAQs
02. Post as many prompts as you like - but one prompt per comment only, please!
03. If you find a prompt that strikes your fancy, jump in and write some comment fic for the prompt poster
04. More than one comment fic response to a prompt is absolutely acceptable. (There is no such thing as too much hurt/comfort!)
05. Tell your friends to tell their friends to come and join the fun, add a prompt, write a fic and leave some love for the authors! ^___^
06. Play nice - no flames, no bashing is allowed here! If I see a rude comment to a prompt or a fic repsonse, I'll delete it without further warning.
07. Please no spam-comments and please don't ask questions about the meme here - use the FAQs-post. =)

And most important of all: Have lots of fun - make them bleed, make them cry, make them argue and most of all: let them hug and cuddle to make it all better! ;)


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Masterlist of fics:
lissa_ann : [Dean, Sam (gen): Teen!Sam gets roofied, big brother Dean to the rescue]
shadowofcastiel : [Dean/Castiel (slash, PG-13): Castiel hugs an agitated, distressed Dean]
9_of_clubs : [Dean/Castiel. Castiel gets punished for bending the rules to help Dean]
sinnerforhire : [Sam, Dean: Chickenpox]
authoressnebula : [Sam, Dean (gen), Post 4.18, Sam falls apart and tries to kill himself because of the events of the last few months]
tahirire : [Sam, Dean (gen): Teen!Sam spends some time at a camp while Dean and John are on a hunting trip. One night, exhausted!hurt!Dean sneaks into the camp to check on his little brother]
indigominstrels :  [JDM/Jensen/Jared: Jensen gets a very bad news from his family and won't eat for days. Jared and JDM get worried and don't want Jensen to be sick on top of it all]
persuna : [Gen. Sam gets hurt trying to save one of the seals. Protective!Dean and protective!Castiel]
blualbino : [Dean/Fallen!Castiel: Castiel gets his first dose of human illness and Dean has to take care of him]
maychorian : [Dean, Castiel (gen) - Little!Dean gets hurt somehow and his "guardian angel" Castiel comforts him]
blualbino [Sam, Dean (gen): After 4.18 TMATEOTS Dean reads Chuck's Mystery Spot book and finally gets the full story]
tahirire : [Sam, Pamela: AU of 4.01 or other S4 episode. Pamela can see Sam's strife and comforts Sam.]
charlie_d_blue : [Gen: A demon has a grudge against Castiel (maybe for his role in getting Dean saved, or in killing Alistair). Sam and Dean arrive in time to save their angel, but there's repair & comfort needed, of course]
sinnerforhire : [Dean, Sam (gen) - Dean gets hurt (breaks leg) and Sam has to carry him, much to Dean's dismay]
Anonymous
: [Sam, Dean (gen): Post BUaBS. Sam wakes up, middle of the road, middle of the night, middle of nowhere. Dean's run the tank bone dry]
atimi : [Jared/Jensen: Jensen + sunstroke + worried!Jared]
schwarze_elster : [Sam, Dean (gen): Dean falls down a hole in a cemetery. Sammy helps his big brother]
fhionnuiscetine :   [Sam (gen): what happened to Sam while Dean was in hell]
violet_eyes : [J2: Somehow the boys end up in the middle of a bank robbery and being taken hostage. Jared gets shot. Lots of angst ensues]
autumn_lilacs : [Bobby, Dean, gen. In early Season 2, the Impala is still in terrible shape. The car, she is hurt. The car, she needs comfort. Dean and Bobby provide]
rei17 :   [Dean, Sam (gen) - Dean gets hurt (breaks leg?) and Sam has to carry him, much to Dean's dismay]
parislove27 : [Sam, Dean (gen) - Dean passes out of the wheel of the Impala]
i_speak_tongue : [Dean, Sam (Gen): Dean saves a cat from a flooded storm water drain. Gets cold, wet and scratched up for his troubles; Sam tries not to laugh whilst patching him up]
hope_calaris : [Sam, Dean (gen): One of the guys has a health scare, the other worries and comforts]
ginzai :  [Sam, Dean, Bobby (gen): Bobby is severely injured helping the boys, the boys have to figure out how to save him for once. Bonus points for extremely protective boys]
blualbino :  [J2 or Sam, Dean: During workout/sports/training/messing around one of the boys accidentally hurts the other.]
blueeyedliz : [Jared/Jensen: Jared gets attacked by a stranger and Jensen finds him afterwards]
fhionnuiscetine : [Sam experiences extreme emotional distress after discovering that their fangirls think he's a necropheliac. Dean confronts this problem with his Righteous Brotherly Rage(TM)]
tahirire : [Sam, Dean (gen) - Sam comforts Dean for a change, making sure he knows he's worth it]
tripoli : [Sam (gen): what happened to Sam while Dean was in hell]
ginzai : [Dean, John (gen): Stanford-era, Sam is gone and Dean sleeps too little and eats too little and John doesn't realize how much he suffers until Dean gets sick/hurt]
tahirire : [Sam, Dean (gen): Unhinged, tied up Sam with a side order of badass protective Dean please]
i_speak_tongue : [Sam, Dean, John (Gen): Dean stops eating for days on end for reasons unknown and Sam has to get his big bro to eat again]
tir_synni :  [J2: Jensen gets bitten by a (poisonous) snake, location unimportant. Jared to the rescue!]
maychorian : [Wee!Dean, John, Mary: Dean vs Wasps]
blualbino : [Dean/Fallen!Castiel: Castiel gets his first dose of human illness and Dean has to take care of him]
blue_icy_rose : [Sam and Dean (Gen) - Season 4. The boys wind up in trouble on a case (doesn't matter how). Sam saves Dean at the cost of his own chance to get away, and winds up in danger. Dean comes to the rescue]
tahirire : [Sam, Dean (gen): Sam and Dean get accidentally trapped somewhere (on set or during a hunt) and one of the guys freaks out and gets a panic attack]
hope_calaris : [Sam (gen): what happened to Sam while Dean was in hell]
a_starfish : [Sam and Dean or Sam/Dean, immediately pre-Stanford. Dean can't really take this. He's falling apart thinking about what's about to happen to his family. Enter Sam]
sinnerforhire : [Sam, Dean, Jess: Sam as a modern Cassandra--sane or insane, real or imagined.]
maychorian : [Stanford era Dean and Bobby, gen. Dean gets injured (I ain't particular on this) and Bobby's the one who has to patch him up]
fhionnuiscetine : [S1, please, with Sam cleaning Dean up and badgering him about the scars received while he was at Stanford?]
blualbino : [Sam and Dean or Sam/Dean. Sam's first attempt at losing his virginity (to either gender) goes drastically wrong. Dean makes it better]
woodsbaile_02 : [Jared/Jensen: Jensen + sunstroke + worried!Jared] [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4]
blueeyedliz : [J2: Jared suffers from a chronic illness (asthma, diabetes ... ). Worried!Jensen ensues]
tahirire : [Sam, Dean(gen): Set sometime in season four. Sam has a fever and Dean is taking care of him. Sam also tells his brother he thinks Dean doesn't love him anymore, and Dean convinces him otherwise]
tir_synni : [Kripke, Jensen (gen): sick!Jensen and worried!Kripke, who gives top priority to his star's well-being.]
tir_synni : [Dean, John(gen): Both Dean and his father are injured on a hunt, and Dean tends to the other first and neglects his own wounds, causing complications later]
roque_clasique : [Sam, Dean - Sam gets a bad haircut. Dean to the rescue. Sam only ever lets Dean cut his hair from then on]
roque_clasique : [Sam, Dean (gen): Post BUaBS. Sam wakes up, middle of the road, middle of the night, middle of nowhere. Dean's run the tank bone dry]
roque_clasique : [John,Dean,Sam(Gen):Dean hurts his shoulder]
Anonymous: [Sam, Dean(gen): A curse stops Sam from sleeping, ever.]
embroiderama : [Sam/Jess: Sam gets hurt at Stanford for some reason when he's with his friends, far from a doctor, and he stitches himself up/sets his own bones, and his friends are all WOAH SAM HOW'D YOU GET SO BADASS and he's all *SHRUG*]
roque_clasique :  [Dean, Sam (gen or wincest): Set in S2, Sam passes out during a vision]
rosestoo : [Sam and Dean (Gen). A curse stops Sam from sleeping, ever]
maychorian : [Sam, Dean (Gen) Dean goes missing during a hunt, Sam find him days later dazed and confused]
roque_clasique : [Jensen, Jared (Gen) : Jensen takes Jared's dogs for a walk, and Harley/Sadie gets attacked by another dog. Jensen gets bitten pulling them apart. Jared yells at him for doing something so stupid, but is also super grateful to him for saving his dog]
sexynarwhal : [Dean, Sam (gen): Dean is de-aged and for some reason they can't change him back for awhile. Meanwhile a nasty gets wind of Dean's vulnerability, and he is kidnapped and moderately mistreated + PTSD!Dean]
i_speak_tongue : [Sam, Dean (gen): Dean gets sick during a hunt but keeps insisting he is fine. Only he is ... not]
roque_clasique : [Dean, Sam (gen): Dean on strong painkillers gets loopy and clingy, telling the nurses how much he loves his brother and not wanting Sammy to ever leave him, stuff like that - and yes, Sam is totally allowed to make fun of him afterwards]
cream_fudge : [Dean, Sam, gen, S1-4: Dean hurts his hands or his arms and can't use them and Sam has to feed him and shave him and tuck him in and tie his sneakers and button up his little flannel shirts]
sinnerforhire : [Dean, Sam, John (gen): Dean is hiding that a lingering cold has turned into pneumonia to go on a hunt in the middle of a howling storm]
tcs1121 : [Dean can sense the tension in the months before Sam leaves for Stanford, and he starts smoking heavily. Heh. Sam tries to get him to quit]
maychorian : [Teen!chesters -- Dean is badly injured on a hunt (broken leg/s a huge bonus) but still has to go to high school 'cause he's a senior and needs to graduate, and Sam keeps an eye out for him...]
uhzoomzip : [Jensen/jared - Jensen has appendicitis and collapses in the middle of a scene]
july_july_july : [Dean, John (gen): Teen!Dean is allowed to accompany John and another hunter on a hunt. The hunter keeps putting Dean down. In the end he is careless and does something stupid, so Dean gets hurt himself while protecting him. Featuring angry!scary!badass!John who rips the hunter a new one for putting his sons life in danger]
rei17 :  [Sam, Dean (gen): Narcoleptic!Dean], [Part 2+3]
momentine : [Teen!Dean drops acid (accidentally or on purpose) and has a bad trip, and Sammy has to talk him down off the roof of their house/apartment...]
hope_calaris : [J2: First time is a disaster (every possible accident is fine but nothing remotely non-con or dub-con, please!)]
deluweil : [J2: Jared realizes something's wrong with Jensen when Harley and Sadie wake him up in the middle of the night ...]
Maxine: [J2- in the middle of a scene jensen is stabbed in the stomach with a real knife instead of a prop]             
a_starfish : [Erratically driving the impala crazy/concussed Sam, with pursuing in another car Dean]
roque_clasique : [Teen!Dean drops acid (accidentally or on purpose) and has a bad trip, and Sammy has to talk him down off the roof of their house/apartment...]
iniq : [Stanford era Dean and Bobby, gen. Dean gets injured (I ain't particular on this) and Bobby's the one who has to patch him up], [Part 2 (slash!) ]
sinnerforhire : [Sam, Dean (gen) - Dean has a seizure]
july_july_july : [Sam/Jess. Sam gets homesick at Stanford. He can't tell Jess any details, but he's hurt and she's comforting]
ariadnes_string : [J2: Jared is off doing promo work for Friday the 13th while Jensen stays behind to film. Extra long days and no Jared means no sleep for Jensen and he gets sick]
Anonymous: [Sam, Dean (Gen or Wincest) - S4. Sam starts to sleep way more than usual. Cue worried Dean]
audleyssecret : [J2: Jensen has a very strong headache while filming a scene of Supernatural. He almost faints so the Director tells him to go take a nap in his trailer. Jared takes care of him]
july_july_july : [Dean, Sam, John (gen): Dean is hiding that a lingering cold has turned into pneumonia to go on a hunt (possibly following Sam and/or John without them knowing?) in the middle of a howling storm]
bellatemple : [Narcoleptic!Dean], [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4]
lissa_ann :   [Sam, Dean (gen): Post 4.18, Sam falls apart and tries to kill himself because of the events of the last few months. He doesn't want to go darkside, and believes he will because of Dean's comment about it], [Part 2], [Part 3]
sinnerforhire : [J2: Jensen's in a car accident. Jared tries to make him feel better]
saberivojo : [Sam, Dean (gen): Teen!Sam spends some time at a camp while Dean and John are on a hunting trip. One night, exhausted!hungry!(maybe even hurt)Dean sneaks into the camp to check on his little brother], [Part 2], [Part 3]
july_july_july : [Dean, Sam, Castiel; PTSD!Castiel or traumatized!Castiel, maybe as a result of torture, rape, I dunno. Taken in and cared for]
saralikeme : [RPS - Jared or Jensen gets a bad stomach bug and tries to keep it a secret so shooting doesn't get delayed]
tir_synni : [Dean, Sam, John: AU after first season's car crash. The YED is dead, John didn't make the deal. But after Dean wakes up from the coma he's not the same as before (might be PTSD, physical or mental disabilities or he's in need of constant treatmeant due to some injuries, stuff like that). I'd love to read something where Sam, Dean and John settle down somewhere and try to find a way back into a normal life]
fhionnuiscetine : [Sam, Dean (gen): Set sometime in season four. Sam has a fever and Dean is taking care of him. Sam also tells his brother he thinks Dean doesn't love him anymore, and Dean convinces him otherwise]
dodger_winslow : [Bobby and John, gen. John is injured on a hunt and Bobby knows that he has to get him back to his boys]
fhionnuiscetine : [Sam, Dean, Jess (gen, het): AU (obviously), Jess gets hit on rather aggressively. Protective!Sam&Dean, please]
riverbella : [Dean, Sam, John (gen): Dean loses an eye and has to re-learn hunting stuff with his new, altered depth perception]
embroiderama : [John, Dean, Sam (gen): John gets a call from school, that one of his boys got hurt/passed out during class ...], [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4]
maychorian : [Dean, John (gen): Teen!Dean (16-18-ish) is allowed to accompany John and another hunter on a hunt. The hunter keeps putting Dean down. In the end the other dude is careless and does something stupid, so Dean gets hurt himself while protecting him. I really want angry!scary!badass!John who rips the hunter a new one for putting his sons life in danger]
i_speak_tongue : [Dean, Sam, gen, S1-4: Dean hurts his hands or his arms and can't use them and Sam has to feed him and shave him and tuck him in and tie his sneakers and button up his little flannel shirts], [Part 2]. [Part 3]. [Part 4a]. [Part 4b]
Maxine: [Dean is de-aged (physically) but even though his mind is still his, his body is a kid’s and he needs a nap. Sam attempts to convince him of this; Dean is NOT impressed. But in the end he falls asleep on Sam's shoulder anyway]
sinnerforhire : [J2: Feverish Jensen, Nightmare Jensen, Jared comforts him]
ariadnes_string : [Dean, Sam, Castiel (gen): Dean has a fever or a concussion and thinks he's back in hell. Sam and Castiel have to look after him and try and talk him through it]
deluweil : [J2: Jensen and Jared are in a bar to see Chris and Steve on stage, when a fight starts not very far from Jensen and he gets caught in it and gets hurt]
audleyssecret : [J2: Jensen and Jared are in a bar to see Chris and Steve on stage, when a fight starts not very far from Jensen and he gets caught in it and gets hurt]
tir_synni : [Dean, John (gen): Dean loses an eye and has to re-learn hunting stuff with his new, altered depth perception], [Part 2], [Part 3]
Maxine:  [J2:Jensen has a punctured or collapsed lung]
iniq : [J2: Asthmatic!Jensen]
rosestoo : [Sam, Dean (Gen): If your sister or your brother were stumbling on their last mile ~ in a self-inflicted exile]
tripoverhercats : [Dean, Bobby (gen): Pre series : Dean is hunting solo. Sam is at school, not returning his calls, Dad has gone off the grid as well. A big bad gets Dean in the forest, and he knows he is dying -- it's a dangerous gig, but he calls Bobby because he doesn't want to check out alone]
tir_synni : [J2 : Jensen has some kind of ailment that ends up being exacerbated by plane travel. Bring on the in-air hurt/comfort]
woodsbaile_02 : [J2: ared realizes something's wrong with Jensen when Harley and Sadie wake him up in the middle of the night ...], [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4]
sg2009: [Dean, Sam (gen): Dean is de-aged and for some reason they can't change him back for awhile. Meanwhile a nasty gets wind of Dean's vulnerability, and he is kidnapped and moderately mistreated, PTSD!Dean]
theditor : [J2: Jensen has an allergic reaction to something on set & goes into anaphylactic shock & almost dies in Jared's arms]
faye_dartmouth : [Sam, John, Pastor Jim (gen): Ten-year-old Sammy wakes up in the backseat of the Impala to find the car in the ditch; John trapped, bloody and out-of-his-head-confused in the front seat; and the passenger door hanging open with Dean nowhere to be found]
no_apologies_86 : [Sam, Dean (gen): After 4.18 TMATEOTS Dean reads Chuck's Mystery Spot book and finally gets the full story. Because it's never too late for surprise!Mystery Spot codas], [Part 2]
tir_synni : [Sam, Dean (gen) : Weechesters. A training session ends badly when Sam gets hurt trying to meet John's expectations]
geminigrl11 : [Dean, Sam, Castiel (gen): Apocalypse/War timeframe. Dean and Sam have been separated (by choice, Angelic intervention, what-have-you) for weeks when Dean, seemingly randomly, finds Sam in an abandoned church, bloody and half-insane from trauma]
rei17 : [Sam, Dean (gen): girl!Dean, Sam Sam's sister gets hurt and it's the first time he realizes just how fragile his sister really is]
Anonymous: [Sam, Dean (gen):Weechesters - Sam is poisoned by a bite he receives from a supernatural creature during a hunt. Dean to the rescue]    
katriel1987 : [Sam, Dean (gen): Exhausted-to-the-point-of collapse Dean]
uhzoomzip : [Dean, Sam, post 4.16: Dean’s in the hospital and not getting better as fast as he should be due to medical complications/a way overdue emotional breakdown/whatever, and Sam is kind of scarily protective of him and intimidates all the staff/pretty angels]
roque_clasique : [Dean, John, (gen): Dean in traction. Multiple broken bones. Surgery. Weird scary external fixators]
mad_server : [Sam, Dean (gen): Dean is sick and wears one of Sam's hoodies]
a_starfish : [Sam, Bobby, Dean (gen): Sam's S4 powers make him ill]
selene_13 : [Sam, Dean (gen): Sam and Dean are in a car accident and Dean is more worried about the damage to the car than the damage to himself, even though he's actually quite badly hurt]
kiscinca : [Sam, Dean (gen): S4, dealing with Sam's drinking whilst Dean was gone], [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4]
Maxine:  [Dean, Sam, Bobby (gen): I need a story where Dean has been de-aged (physically &mentally).Sam takes him to Bobby's & they both look after the little guy until they can get big Dean back]
iniq : [J2: For some reason, Jared thinks Jensen did something and is mad at him/ yells at him. Turns out, Jensen didn't do anything, and is pretty hurt Jared could think he'd do something like that . ]
Anonymous: [Sam, Dean, (Gen): S4, Dean has an especially effed up relationship with pain now, Sam finds out/realises]
hope_calaris : [J2: Jensen wet and in Jared's clothes]
tir_synni : [Sam, Dean (gen):  Dean falls in a lake in the middle of winter. Hypothermic!Dean]
tir_synni : [Sam,  Dean (gen)  : Dean gets a pretty nasty scar that cuts across his lips (but it's actually extremely hot and badass he just doesn't realize it) and he's really self-conscious about laughing or smiling or anything to do with his mouth, maybe stops talking or something. Sam comforts him]
saralikeme : [John, Sam (gen): Dean is gone for a few days for some reason and when Sam falls sick, it falls to John to do the things that Dean usually does for his little brother]
woodsbaile_02 : [Chris, Jensen (gen): Jensen gets hit on rather aggressively by a stranger in a bar]
sg2009:  [Sam, Dean (gen): Dean has sneeze syncope (faints for a short time after sneezing)]
mad_server : [Sam, Dean (gen): Due to his "rehymenated" body not coming with all the resistance to things his old body had built up, Dean keeps getting sick]
july_july_july : [Sam, Dean (gen): Dean shows up at Stanford Sam's freshman year with a through-and-through bullet wound in his leg (or somewhere else, if you must), and Sam patches him up as his roommate quietly freaks out]
a_starfish : [Sam, Dean (gen): Dean gets a pretty nasty scar that cuts across his lips (but it's actually extremely hot and badass he just doesn't realize it) and he's really self-conscious about laughing or smiling or anything to do with his mouth, maybe stops talking or something. Sam comforts him]
legoline : [Sam, Dean gen): Dean with a limp]
tir_synni : [Sam, dean (gen): Dean has broken up with his boyfriend and is moping - but doesn't dare tell Sam the real reason in case they freak]
kiscinca : [Sam, Dean (gen): Set after "Metamorphosis". Sam has his third cold in two months, and Dean takes care of him]
innocentculprit : [Sam, Dean (gen): Dean has a concussion and a fever and is confused and headachy and tired and sad and sleepy]
Anonymous: [Sam, Dean (AU): Sam is a doctor now,one night Dean shows up at his hospital...] inspired by this graphic (@animotus )
iniq : [Sam, Dean (AU): Sam is a doctor now, one night Dean shows up at the hospital ....] inspired by this graphic (@animotus )
iniq : [J2: Jensen limps and Jared worries]
twasadark : [Sam, Dean (gen): Set sometime in season four. Sam has a fever and Dean is taking care of him]
sinnerforhire : [J2 + Misha: Misha feels like a bit of an outsider when he joins the SPN cast, because Jared and Jensen are so close. He gets hurt on set somehow and finally gets accepted as 'one of the boys']
sinnerforhire : [Jared, Jensen, Misha (RPF) - The three of them are hanging out in the free time, someone starts having heart trouble]
sinnerforhire [J2: One of the boys get sick with the flu and the other takes care of him]
deadmandarcie : [Dean, Castiel (gen) - Little!Dean gets hurt somehow and his "guardian angel" Castiel comforts him.], [Part 2], [Part 3]
weesta : [Jensen, Misha (gen): Jensen and Misha are running lines together when Misha collapses. Worried!Jensen ensues]
deadmandarcie : [Sam and Dean (Gen). A curse stops Sam from sleeping, ever.]
tir_synni : [Sam, Dean (wincesty): Hurt of your choice, but Dean is unconscious or out of it in some way so that Sam has to undress him. Dean is wearing girl panties.]
sinnerforhire : [J2: After some long and exhausting shoots, (bruised/hurty!)Jensen falls asleep on the couch while they're watching a movie together - with an ice pack on his shoulder]
i_speak_tongue : [Sam, Dean (gen): Outsider POV from someone in Dean's junior year ceramics class -- Dean busts one of his arms/shoulder and can't spin the clay on the wheel, so he's stuck making coil pots one-handed. Sam's in the woodworking class down the hall and sometimes he stops by to mock his brother.]



 
 
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i_speak_tongue: dean's head hurtsi_speak_tongue on April 17th, 2009 02:56 am (UTC)
Teen!Dean drops acid (accidentally or on purpose) and has a bad trip, and Sammy has to talk him down off the roof of their house/apartment...
Katie: What?momentine on April 17th, 2009 12:03 pm (UTC)
Ooh I'll do this one, but it might not be up til end of the day... got college work to do first -_- xx
i_speak_tongue: belly upi_speak_tongue on April 17th, 2009 05:18 pm (UTC)
Eeep! I'll wait patiently!
Katie: Voguemomentine on April 17th, 2009 07:15 pm (UTC)
Almost finished (I ended up foregoing my work -_- I shall fail but look good doing it)

Before I finish I thought I'd check, is it okay if I add in Papa Winchester? I know there are mixed feelings throughout the fandom about him so thought it'd be best to check :)
(no subject) - maychorian on April 18th, 2009 02:06 am (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - i_speak_tongue on April 18th, 2009 06:50 am (UTC) (Expand)
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(no subject) - momentine on April 18th, 2009 09:49 am (UTC) (Expand)
Katie: dead weasleymomentine on April 18th, 2009 10:24 am (UTC)
Part I (of about IV :S)
Okay it's really long, and I'm taking longer than I thought, so I'm posting what I have done... I hope it's what you wanted :) xx
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This party was probably one of the better ones Dean had been invited to. Not that he went to a lot, being a permanent new kid had that effect unfortunately, although Dean knew it was their loss, he was the life of a party.

So there he was, sitting on an overstuffed leather sofa, in the Game Room of some cheerleader’s daddy’s ‘holiday house’ next to, well 2 cheerleaders. Both of which weren’t wearing enough considering that it was Fall in Washington State, not that he was complaining, and both were rubbing up against his sides, mumbling things in his ears between nibbles.

Usually he would enjoy being sandwiched between the captain of the cheerleading team, and her best friend, unsurprisingly the co-captain, but he was pissed.

Not pissed-drunk, although he was close, pissed at his family.

Yet again they’d had a blow out; ever since Sam turned 13 a few months ago, he’d been getting more and more confident in the snipes and complaints he threw their Dad’s way. John would never hit his kids, but he’d been close tonight.

‘Stormed out of the motel and hadn’t returned when Dean left for this party.

A party he wouldn’t have gone to if Sam hadn’t turned his bitchiness on him too.

“Hey! Dean-o, how’s it going, my maan?” came a drunken slur from the end of the sofa – when had the girls left?

Dean’s ‘closest friend’, a wrestling team loner known only as Welles by everyone, was leaning heavily against the sofa, eyes wide as he stared at his hand in total wonder. The guy was massive, literally like, the size of a door, standing at no less than 6’5”, and the tattoos coating his biceps only added to his mean-looking demeanour – what Dean had liked about him – but the guy was like a gentle giant, wouldn’t hurt anyone unless they deserved it, and wanted to be a vet for chrissakes – what Dean liked even more about him.

“To be honest, Welles, I’m just not feeling the party, Sammy and Dad are fighting again and I should probably go home and do some recon-” Dean began, slowly getting up and fixing his plaid shirt, only for Welles to zoom around the couch and tackle him back to a seated position.

“Dude! You can’t! Party’s just gettin’ started. Here,” he got a bag holding pieces of what looked like sugar paper with pictured printed on them, out of his pocket, “have one of these, it’ll chill you out, I’ve taken one and, seriously, I’m soooo relaxed. And I found my friend, Reba, he was my elephant friend when I was five! How awesome is that?!?!?”

Dean looked at the paper on Welles’ finger, printed with the Mad Hatter on it, knowing it was a drug, but, skipping through schools like some people do fashion, he’d never been to a drug assembly. He knew it was called LSD, had heard stories of people thinking they were oranges and trying to peel themselves, or thinking they had wings and trying to fly. But, he wasn’t naive, he knew he could probably handle it.

“C’mon, Dean, what’s the worst that could happen?” he asked, moving his finger up to Dean’s mouth and shoving the Mad Hatter in.

He sat there for about ten minutes, deciding whether he was affected or not, watching as Welles talked to someone he couldn’t see about how there was something crawling in the walls and whether he should get it out.
Deciding that he was obviously immune to its effects, Dean waved to Welles (now giggling like a schoolgirl about all the pixies) and walked the half a mile back to his motel room.
Katiemomentine on April 18th, 2009 10:27 am (UTC)
Part II
“Where the hell have you been? Dad called, said he’s gonna watch the Laurent house to see if anything suspicious happens and that you’ve gotta make us some dinner.” Sam bitched from his place at the kitchen table, surrounded by books.

Dean muttered nothings back at him and started getting the mac’n’cheese box out of the cupboard, smacking his hand on a large spider as he went.

Dinner went by with glares and humph noises from Sam, and confused twitches from Dean. He could hear them, crawling in the walls and under the floor, knew it couldn’t be a demon, demons can’t get through Dad’s wards, but rats could. Out of the corner of his eye, he’d see things dash from the TV unit to one of the beds, or across the doorway.

“Dude, I think we’ve got rats!” Dean shouted, jumping up and going for his magnum.

Sam stood up as well, eyes darting around the room. Standing perfectly still for a couple of minutes, only one could hear the squeaks and scratches of rats. “Dean, there’s nothing here. What’s wrong with you?”

Sam flicked Dean on the ear before grabbing his towel and clothes and heading for a shower, leaving Dean to his paranoia.

x

“Hello, Dean.” Came a voice to the left of his position on his bed. Dean, now a sweating, pale mess after the rats finally disappeared after an hour of quick touches against his ankles and feet, scratches by his head, slowly looked to find a sexy looking woman, a Pamela Anderson body, and Madonna’s (when she was singing Papa don’t preach, not any of that new shit) face, sitting on the other bed, dolled up in a black dress and killer stilettos. The only thing ruining her appeal was the Columbian necktie she was adorning.

“Wh-what? You can’t be here, Dad put up wards against evil.” Dean said, sitting up, eyes so wide he had to squint suddenly when he felt them loosen in their sockets.

“Well, who says I’m evil?” she smirked, re-crossing her legs, “I’m a warning, there’s a Torbalan on the roof. It’s here to steal those kids 2 doors down, like it stole my children and killed me.” Her face broke down, tears flooding the room with a foot of water, “Please Dean! You have to save the children, it’s up there!”

He stood up and looked at his powerful, ripped biceps and strong shoulders, much like he’d seen in Batman comics as a kid. Knowing he could protect them, he ran to the window with great speed, wading through the woman’s tears and climbing out and grabbing hold of the drain with monkey-like ease.

He heard a gasp from in the motel room, but when he looked down, all he was a little girl, giggling and pointing up to the roof, silently urging him on.

Right, he had to protect the children.

He reached the slanting tiles of the roof and began looking around the wooded area, searching for the dark and evil bogeyman-monster that wanted to eat the little children in room 205.

Dean!” He heard from the edge of the cliff; a dark, gravelly voice, taunting him from the ground below.

“Dean, Dean, it’s Sam, wh-what are you doing up there?” came a different voice from below, one he knew.

He peeked over the edge of the massive plate he was in and shouted, “Sam! Sam! Be careful! There’s a Torbalan up here in the forest somewhere, I have to save the kids in room 205! Madonna Anderson said so.”

He could see Sammy now, short and dumpy with lots of brown curls, like when he was six, hands on his hips, a look of disapproval on his tiger face paint face.

Katie: gagreelmomentine on April 18th, 2009 10:29 am (UTC)
“Dean, there’s no kids in room 205 ‘cause there is no room 205! Wait there, please, I’ll call Dad and we’ll get you down.”

Dean nodded and turned around, only to find a man that gave Freddie Krueger and run for his money on the face-front, standing directly in front of him, a grin on his face as he reached out impossibly long arms and grabbed Dean around the neck, bringing the world closer to Dean until he was an inch from Dean’s face.

Dean looked for his strength, but all he was were noodle-like arms attached to a skinny pre-teen chest. He started to hyperventilate. He couldn’t win against something like this. He could see blood oozing from between the monster’s razor sharp teeth.

“Dean! Dean! It’s not real, focus on my voice, please! Dad’s on his way, but you’re close to the edge and if you fall, you won’t fly!” he cried, begging Dean with his voice to be careful.

But Dean couldn’t control where he was, the edge was getting closer because it was crumbling into the ocean of lava beneath him. He could hear Sam still calling out to him through the smoke surrounding his head.

“Dean! Listen to me, I need you to breathe deeply, close your eyes and tell yourself it isn’t real!” His voice was closer, Dean thought idly as the monster licked his face, burning away the skin it touched, leaving muscle and bone bared.

A five-legged spider clamped around his arm, massive, dark and powerful. Another claw grabbed his other arm, just as firm as the one wrapped around his left arm, gripping tightly, pinching the skin. A low, gravelly growl comes from behind him, setting his heart racing again, and his mouth calling out for Sam.

“Dean, it’s Dad, he’s going to get you down, just relax! I need you to breathe big, deep breaths, I need you to or you’re gonna pass out...” Sam’s voice drifted as he felt himself being lifted and swung over King Kong’s shoulder, his legs being strapped to a belt so he couldn’t escape or fall.

The rats were back though, raving towards him in a big sea of fur and tails, making him feel like the Pied Piper, although rather than the Piper, he feels like the town he set the rats on, or the river he lured them to.

“C’mon, Ace, we’re getting you down from here and putting you to bed, but tomorrow I’m killin’ ya.” He heard from the tiger-man’s mouth, his tail flicking up and whacking him in the face. The rats were still approaching, so halfway down the winding ladder that resides against a large extensive bookcase, filled with books that were barking and growling and smacking against each other like angry dogs in a pound.

Mumm-ra, the transformed version, sighed as Dean began to freak out against his back, and jumped the mile difference between their place on the branch of a redwood to the pebbles and shards of rock below.

He’d never been so terrified.

He could feel his heart trying to climb rope up and out of his mouth, his lungs were training together and his chest felt like it was about to collapse in on itself.

Katiemomentine on April 18th, 2009 11:50 am (UTC)
Part IV
Captain Planet, a superhero he never liked, purely because he had a mullet, swung him suddenly onto a cushion of bubbles and flower, eyeing him distastefully before disappearing into the smoke surrounding him.

Sam turned up by his side, his face looking older with glasses on, his suit finely pressed, he also looked at Dean with great disappointment, putting his hand on Dean’s face, fast like a slap. “You’re so stupid Dean, worthless, a complete waste of space and I’m leaving to become a rich doctor, leaving you...” before running off.

He curled up, face covered in blood, world around him filling up with his tears for hours, sobbing his heart out , feeling alone and unloved, until a hand touched his back, he rolled over to look at who it was, only to scream, louder than when he got his arm gnawed on by a black dog, louder than when he fell down through a rotten hole in a haunted house, and louder than when he realised his mom was never coming back.

But there she was, looking at him with a sad smile, hair still smoking, black clumps on the side of her burnt and blistered head. She looked like a burns victim he was once unfortunate enough to lie next to in a hospital when he was 10 years old, when he fell out of a tree, trying to get Sammy’s ball down. The girl had been basically near-death, her body covered in what had looked like cling film, body orange, red and black, charred and sore. He was only in intensive care after a reaction to the anaesthetic when they reset his arm, but he’d damn near freaked out when he saw the poor girl.

“Oh Dean, you are such a disappointment, aren’t you? Not very smart, not much of an achiever.” She said, smoke seeping from her mouth, out of her lungs, voice surprisingly quiet over his screams, “Where’s my happy, active and bright little boy gone? The one who taught himself to read so he could read his books to his brother? Where’s he?”

He was suddenly turned over in the bed of nails, eyes meeting the angry ones of his father, who looked large and powerful next to his puny noodle self.

“Shut. Up.” He said, voice quiet as an earthquake and filled with a command that even his tripped out self knew to obey, “You, Dean, will close your eyes, sleep off what ever stupid-ass drug,” he closed his eyes here, jaw ticking with held back rage, “you took, and then we are gonna have on hell of a talk, boy.”

And he did, like his body and mind were under He-man’s angry gaze. So he slept, dreams of fires, werewolves, and all monsters and creatures under the sun, attacking him, yet through it all, he could hear Sam’s voice, comforting him, talking to him soothingly through the mist of sleep and hordes of evil.

Sunlight woke him from his nightmare-ish sleep, slanting tauntingly into his eyes. He brought a hand to protect them and groaned, rolling to his side and standing as nausea hit him. He ran into the small bathroom and emptied what was left in his stomach.

He stood and washed his face, washing away the dried sweat and tears and fear, and letting it swirl down the drain, much like he did after every hunt. Turning, he came face to shoulder with his dad, who was leaning against the doorjamb, mouth downturned, his Head Vein of Ultimate Anger (as Sam had so fondly named it after running away when he was seven) in show.

“Get out here, you and I are gonna have a long chat.” He growled, grabbing the scruff of Dean’s shirt and propelling him out of the room, towards the kitchen table, where Sam was sitting, eyes wide and lip chewed to pieces.

They sat there for what felt an eternity, either glaring, averting gazes or staring in wonder. John coughed pointedly, a sure sign that he wanted Dean to talk. Now.

Katiemomentine on April 18th, 2009 11:53 am (UTC)
Part V of V
“After you left, I was so mad, I went to that party you said I could go to. And before you get mad at me about that I’m not psychic and I don’t know when you’re just going out for a quick cool off with Metallica, or to investigate, so that’s not on my shoulders.” He breathed a sigh, his dad nodded his consent to continue, although his mouth was severely pursed, “I went to the party, but I couldn’t enjoy it ‘cause I was so mad at you both that I couldn’t relax. My... biology partner came up and gave me some sugar paper. I knew it was a drug, but I didn’t know what it would do, I just thought it would help me relax, ya know? Forget about that fact that you two were probably in each other’s faces without me there to stop it. So I took it, thought it’d be like weed – which,” he laughed shakily, “I haven’t tried. And that’s all there is to it.”

Sam was sitting closer to him, not touching, or rubbing his back or anything like that, but just using his presence to keep Dean grounded, stop him from losing it or something. John was leaning an elbow on the table, rubbing his face tiredly.

“Get the weapons out of the Impala, you’re on cleaning duty for the next six weeks. I’ll be back with breakfast.” And with that, he grabbed his coat, and left.

Dean leant his head in a hand, feeling the dread seeping into his skin. His dad had given him same look the night he let Sammy almost die to the Schtriga. A look of disappointment and betrayal. It had taken him almost 3 months before his dad even looked at him without that look.

He didn’t think he could go through with that again.

“It’s okay, Dean, you didn’t know. How were you meant to? You’ve missed every Drugs tutorial at every school we’ve been to. Can’t learn something you aren’t taught-” Sam comforted, turning to look his brother in the eye, or trying to, one hand on his shoulder.

“I could have taught myself, or hell, just not taken it. I’m such a screw up.” Dean interrupted, glaring at the cracked plastic of the green tabletop.

“No! You aren’t, and I’m sick of you saying you are every time you make a small, rare mistake!” Sam shouted, punching him hard in the arm, “Everyone makes mistakes, and you’ve made so few, that karma caught you up with a big one.
Come on, I’ll help you clean the weapons, we should start before Dad gets back.”

An hour and half the guns later, his dad returned, whistling for him to follow to the kitchen. He looked slowly to Sam, who smiled encouragingly because, let’s face it, if he was still mad, he’d have just pulled Dean by his shirt collar or growled at him.

They sat opposite each other, a paper bag filled with books lying between them. John took a deep breath and blew it out before, still looking out the window, avoiding Dean’s eye like he couldn’t bear to look at him, began talking.

“I screwed up,” he began, the mere words pulling all the air out of Dean’s lungs and making him think he was still tripping, “I should have taught you this kinda stuff. I spend my time teaching you how to protect yourself from monsters, how to understand them, their motives, the patterns, that I never taught you about more...” he laughed bitterly, “normal dangers.”

He pulled one of the books out, face tinged pink under his scruff and dirty tan, still not looking at Dean. It was a book on drugs, another on human murderers throughout the years. He placed them all out in front of Dean.

“You are to read them, and properly, not that scanning crap you pull, and I’ll test you on it tomorrow. This is your punishment for doing something so stupid.” He growled out, standing slowly.

Dean just stared at the books. John raised a hand, like he was going to run it through his eldest’s hair, the way he did so long ago, to soothe him, but thought better of it, clapped him on the shoulder and left the room.

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I hope this is okay!! It got away with me (3,177 words, and my OCD self wanted to add more to make it 3,180 :S) I didn't really know how to end it, and I added John because, from experience by proxy (druggy friend *tsks*) it's hard to coax someone down from that, because nothing seems real, and Sammy would still be too little to pick his brother up... so I deviated, hope it's to your liking n___n
You bitches best be cryin’ me some havoc: dean faith 2sinnerforhire on April 18th, 2009 12:08 pm (UTC)
Re: Part V of V
Wow. You are twisted. But in a good way. :)

This is impressive. Good job!
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maychorian: Dean crusadermaychorian on April 18th, 2009 03:50 pm (UTC)
Re: Part V of V
Nice job! Very scary, and I would certainly be disoriented, too. John was good, if a bit harsh, imo. It fits his character, though.
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i_speak_tongue: soapy!deani_speak_tongue on April 18th, 2009 05:45 pm (UTC)
Re: Part V of V
WOW.

You have some imagination! That was awesome. And of course Dean would hallucinate himself into a hunt.(Oh, Dean...) I liked your OC, Welles, and Dean seeing rats, and the burn victim thing was really effective and gross!

You're right of course, about it being rather hard for Sam to actually get Dean down from there. And hey, in my prompt I never said Sam had to be successful. Although I think he does end up takling Dean down metaphorically. From being so hard on himself. SO YAY you!

And Yeah, John is hard on Dean. But I think most parents flip out even worse when they find out their kids have done drugs. I think John showed a lot of restraint actually!

also:

So he slept, dreams of fires, werewolves, and all monsters and creatures under the sun, attacking him, yet through it all, he could hear Sam’s voice, comforting him, talking to him soothingly through the mist of sleep and hordes of evil.

Awe, Sammy!

ANd:

ohn raised a hand, like he was going to run it through his eldest’s hair, the way he did so long ago, to soothe him, but thought better of it, clapped him on the shoulder and left the room.


Fine. Break my heart on the very last line!


Thank you so much! That was above and beyond!
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roque_clasiqueroque_clasique on April 18th, 2009 06:50 pm (UTC)
Re: Part V of V
Woah, this is super freaky!!!
So visceral... the description of the burns victim especially had me shuddering.
Poor Dean!
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roque_clasiqueroque_clasique on April 18th, 2009 06:41 pm (UTC)
Dean's Last Acid Trip 1
Oh, no!

I got really excited when I saw this prompt, because I used to do TONS AND TONS of acid in high school, then stopped like three years ago because I had a bad trip.

But I wrote this prompt, as well, without realizing it'd already been written. So, here is my version. I'm sorry.

Also, there is no roof. My roof is a metaphorical roof.

:::

Sam’s lying on the couch sucking on an ice-cube, trying to decide which is worse, being so cold that your fingers fall off, or so hot that the only thing you can do is lie on the couch and suck ice cubes. Right now he’s leaning towards hot… it’s gotten to the point where he’d almost trade a pinky for a cool breeze.

He hears a thud in the kitchen, figures Dean must be home. Fuck Dean. He’d left early that morning to go swimming, wouldn’t take Sam no matter how much he begged, and Sam’s still pissed at him. He never lets Sam come with him anywhere, even when he’s just going to the lake and it’s four thousand degrees out.

He hears a familiar high-pitched cackle and rolls his eyes, can’t help but smile a little. Sam pretends to dislike Ray Montagne, Dean’s newest best friend, a tall, skinny kid with a Mohawk and weird holes in his earlobes, but really he sort of thinks he’s cool, and funny, though he hates it when Ray calls him Deanita, which apparently means “Little Dean” in Spanish, which Ray doesn’t speak. Dean doesn’t like it either, chuffs Ray on the back of the head and says “Little Dean” sounds like a nickname for his dick, not his little brother, and though Sam really wishes Dean wouldn’t compare him to a penis, he kind of has to agree with him on that one. But Ray’s pretty smart, though he hides it, and besides the nickname he’s nice to Sam, talks to him like he’s a grown-up instead of Dean’s thirteen year-old kid brother, takes him seriously. So he’s okay in Sam’s book.

Sam pushes himself to his feet and pads into the kitchen, prepared to whine about the heat and see if he can get Dean and Ray to spray the hose on him to make up for leaving him behind this morning.

Dean looks up when he comes in, and Ray goes, “Oh, shit.”

“Sammy,” Dean says, eyes wide, and there’s something about them that makes Sam pause, do a double-take. His pupils are HUGE, obscuring almost all the green, and they track Sam strangely as he comes into the room.

“It’s so fucking hot,” Sam says, throws himself down at the table across from Dean, their crappy half-dead kitchen chair squealing a little underneath him.

“Like soup,” Dean says, makes a weird motion like he’s parting the air with hands. “It’s like the air is made of soup.”

“Yeah,” Sam says. Weirdo. “Soup.”

“Dude,” Ray says from across the room, and he and Sam both glance up to see Ray gripping the shiny handle of the refrigerator with this wide-eyed, amazed look on his face. “Dude, I think your fridge is breathing.”

Sam laughs, though he doesn’t really get the joke, but Dean is up and at Ray’s side, arms crossed over his chest, examining the fridge.

“Holy shit,” Dean says, reaches out a tentative hand. “I never… it’s like… it’s like…”

“It’s like everything is alive,” Ray says in awe. “It’s like… it’s like the whole world is connected and it all has the same rhythm, like, we’re all breathing at the same exact time.”

Dean doesn’t say anything, just puts a palm flat to the white belly of their busted, fifties-style refrigerator, leans his head on the back of his hand and closes his eyes.

::continued below::

roque_clasiqueroque_clasique on April 18th, 2009 06:41 pm (UTC)
Re: Dean's Last Acid Trip 2
Sam, watching at the kitchen table, looks from Ray to Dean, trying to figure out what’s going on. As he watches, Ray slithers to the floor and cocks his head, stares at the ceiling.

“Why do they keep humans in houses?” Ray asks. “Like, we’re always covered. We wear clothes, we have roofs, we drive little boxes around… what are we trying to protect ourselves from?”

“Lots of stuff,” Dean says suddenly, looks up from where he’s leaning against the fridge, opens his eyes. “Lotta stuff, man. There’s… there’s a lotta shit out there.”

“Dean,” Ray says. “Dude, I can see your words. They’re like… I can see them. Like, in color. You’re green, man, did you know that? You’re one hundred percent a green person. And a little bit of purple. Green and purple. Mostly green. But some purple. It’s…” Ray waves his hands, frames Dean between his thumb and pointer finger. “It’s everywhere.”

Dean moves back to the kitchen table, slow and careful, like he really is moving through soup. His pupils are even bigger, if that’s possible, and Sam feels this irrational panic for a second. Black eyes, acting freaky, this shifty, weird look on his face – he’s gotta check. Better safe than sorry.

“Hey,” Sam whispers from across the table, and Dean looks up. “Christo!” Sam hisses.

Dean just blinks at him, eyes going all sad and his face falling. “Sammy?” he asks, opens his mouth, looks like he wants to say something else but can’t quite. So he says, “Sammy?” again, in this little, questioning voice.

“Sorry,” Sam says, embarrassed, but no less confused. “It’s just…” he trails off as Dean slides a hand across the table to hover in front of Sam’s face.

“Dude,” Ray says. “I stepped on a spider yesterday.”

Dean drops his hand, swings his head slowly around to look at his friend. “Woah.”

“Yeah.” Ray is flat on the ground now, hands raised up towards the ceiling, doing something weird with his fingers. “I did it… I did it on purpose. ‘Cause it jumped on me. But I’m never doing it again, man. It’s just fucked up, you know? Like – it’s not my right to kill anything. Can you imagine being a soldier? I mean, can you imagine shooting a gun?”

Sam darts a glance at Dean, who is sitting frozen in his chair, face gone a little pale under his tan and the sunburn across his nose.

“Even spiders,” Ray continues. “No way, man. Never again. We’re all connected. It’s not my right to kill anything, even bugs. Fuck, no. Never again.”

“Dean,” Sam says, because Dean is clutching the edge of the table, looking like he’s trying to keep himself from flying away. What the fuck is going on? They’re acting so fucking weird, and their pupils are blown, eyes bloodshot, and…

“Hey,” Sam says, realization hitting like a lightning bolt. “Are you guys on drugs?”

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