Title: Nessun Dorma (None Shall Sleep)
Genre: Gen, Hurt/comfort, case fic
Warnings: spoilers for anything up to 7x17
Word Count: 9600 (3 parts)
Summary: After his stay in the mental ward, Sam is beyond exhausted, but something has set its eyes on him and sleeping may be the death of him.
Written for spn_summergen as a pinch-hit story for annie46 who requested a story where the guys investigate and ancient myth.
Genre: Gen, Hurt/comfort, hurt!Sam, hurt!Dean, angsty!John, preseries (Dean 21, Sam 17)
Word Count: ~15,000 in three parts
Summary: Sam screwed up -- his father and brother are hurt because of him and he deserves to feel the pain he is in.
For the oh_sam comment fic meme prompt here by nblaque_impala : http://ohsam.livejournal.com/497368.
Sorry, y'all -- this is unbeta'd and all mistakes are completely mine.
( Only Human )
Summary: Sam's creates something that has a use for which it was never intended.
Note: Follows after my other stories about Sam picking up a hobby and if you haven't read those this probably won't make a heck of a lot of sense, so here they are: Sam's Addiction , It's Not Gay , It's a Manly Art.
( Multi-Purpose )
Genre: Gen, humor
Summary: Sam's addiction is not what you think.
A/N: I wrote this based on this pic here http://spn-bigpretzel.livejournal.com/
( Sam's Addiction )
Title: I Cannot Save You, I Can't Even Save Myself
Genre: Gen, hurt/comfort, horror, angst
Word Count: 2500
Summary: My Bloody Valentine AU: The demons sent to Sam while he was handcuffed to the sink can't get to him and his hunger for their blood drives him to go to extreme measures.
Sorry, this is unbeta'd ...
Written for khakigrrl 's prompt at the Anything Goes: SPN Hellatus Comment-fic Meme:Slight change to My Bloody Valentine. Instead of just handcuffing Sam and pushing an armoir in front of the bathroom door, Dean also puts a devil's trap on the door and a salt line around the armoir to seal off the door. The demons still arrive, but they have to figure out how to get rid of the salt line and get through the devil's trap to get to Sam. In the meantime, Sam can smell them and it pushes him to crazy extremes, like all the other affected people. He tears up his wrists, breaks a few bones in his hands/wrists, and badly dislocates a thumb before he can slip off one of the cuffs. He also hurts a knee trying to kick down the door before hurting his arm and shoulder flinging his body against the door before he can get the heavy armoir out of the way. Everything else proceeds as canon, but Sam can't exactly go to a hospital when he's detoxing.
( I Cannot Save You, I Can't Even Save Myself )
Genre: Gen, slight angst, a little humor
Summary: It's way too tight to fit anymore and he hasn’t tried to wear it in over a year, but he just can’t bring himself to throw it out.
A/N: Written to fill strgazr04's prompt at the Anything Goes: SPN Hellatus Comment-fic Meme : Sam's greyhound tshirt post s1. "Dude, why do you even still have that thing? There's no way it'll come close to fitting you now, Sammy." Dean doesn't notice the sentimental look that passes over Sam's face.
( T-shirts and Greyhounds )
Hey guys ...
This summer is just too darn long, so I was just wondering if anyone out there needs more stuff to read and write about this hellatus? I know I do, so I'm gonna start a comment fic meme and this one can be about anything -- and I mean anything goes. You can prompt for hurt!Dean, hurt!Sam, Castiel, Bobby, RPS, crossovers, curtain-fic, angst, humor, crack, slash, het, gen, wincest, teen!chesters/wee!chesters, AU, minor characters ... anything you want as long as it relates to Supernatural.
5. No under-age fic or stories involving the children of SPN actors, please.
Go nuts, have fun, play nice, and spread the word ( the more you share this, the more people we can get to participate.)
Genre: gen/humor, outside POV
Rating: PG-13 (language)
Summary: Written for the Outsider POV Meme at spn_bigpretzel for a prompt by lolaann1 : You see a lot of weird characters when you're a cashier at Wal Mart, but she's never seen this: Two extremely banged up young men with an entire buggy filled with bags of rock salt and table salt. What's the deal with all the salt? And one of them is really cranky!
Sorry y'all -- this is un-beta'd and quickly written, so it more than likely breaks many rules of conventional English.
You also might be able to tell that I have worked as a cashier before and it is not a career I would wish on anyone.
( Check Out )
We're about 10 miles away from the fires, but even this far away we have had heavy smoke and ash come down on us and it is truly like nothing I have ever experienced before and it's very scary to go from sunny, blue skies one moment to an eerie orange haze that blocks out the sun and covers the sky the next. Even though we're lucky to not be in a current evacuation zone, fires like this can be unpredictable and I'm not planning on getting much sleep tonight.
I can't stop thinking about all of those people that have lost everything tonight and about how lucky I am to have what I got. My thoughts and prayers are going out all of those that had to flee their homes, those that have already lost theirs, and with the firefighters that have been working tirelessly for days already to get this under control.
I've already made donations to both of these organizations to help those that have been forced to evacuate from their homes and if you wish to donate as well, here are their sites:
• The Red Cross in Colorado Springs is at 719-632-3563. Those wanting to donate money to the Red Cross can go here.
• The Salvation Army can take monetary donations; specify 'Northern Colorado Chapter - High Park Fire' or 'Northern Colorado Chapter - Waldo Fire:' 303-866-9216, The Salvation Army, 1370 Pennsylvania Ave., Denver, CO 80132.
The first one is from a prompt by purplecarpets :They're suffering through a horrible, evil heatwave, the A/C is dead, Dean's leg is in a cast all the way up to his knee (he might have a couple of broken-off pencils stuck in there, too) and seriously Sammy, stop hiding the remote control and for the love of God, no, please don't read stories to Dean, especially not if you found them on your summer reading list.
( The Stupid Summer )
( Won't See 'em Again Till the 4th of July )
This second one is from lolaann1 's prompt: Some illegal fireworks,Bobby's salvage yard, two bored kids. What could possibly go wrong?