Title: Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence
Fandom: Supernatural
Prompt: From
checkthemargins at
ohsam here.Summary: Sam's back. He's in one piece. That's the problem.
Warnings: self-mutilation, hellferences, random use of Latin
Notes: In which, once again, my attempts at both slash and hurt/comfort turn out way more horror than either. Oh dear. Still, sick of staring
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I think having that much space in your head might actually be dangerous, yeah. Considering how much Hallucifer has been taking up, there's a vacuum now, and something's got to take its place, and it only makes sense that it'd be the rest of the damage.
God, Sam, you're such a mess. The more I write about it the more I want to roll around in it forever feel sorry for him.
I am not entirely convinced by the end either. Sam is trying to convince himself, but I don't think he really believes it either. I think he knows that it might last for a little while, but not forever. That he'll have to find new coping mechanisms. And yes, that's exactly it - there'll be no warning for Dean, nothing, because as far as Sam will show everything will be peachy-keen right up until the moment he bleeds out.
...so that's my depressing tl;dr for this fic. XD Thank you, as always! You are lovely and say lovely things.
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