The comm hosted this little event a couple of years ago, and as November 2 is an auspicious day for our darling Sam, today would be the perfect time to revisit this challenge. Welcome to the Triple Play 2015!
Filled: untitled (1/2)caranfindelNovember 3 2015, 19:16:28 UTC
Dean waits until Cas leaves to resume working on the lock to the newly discovered closet in storeroom five. It's bad enough listening to Sam yammer on about the Men of Letters knew what they were doing and if they locked it up that tight, they must have a reason and didn't you learn anything from the fucking Werther Box, Dean? He doesn't want to deal with Cas's crap too. But now Cas has been gone for at least half an hour, Sam's somewhere doing Sam stuff, and Dean's free to explore this closet, as soon as he figures out the puzzle keeping it shut. And he's SO close
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filled: untitled (2/2)caranfindelNovember 3 2015, 19:17:06 UTC
Dean knows he's supporting most of Sam's weight, but after a few minutes, his brother is still trembling, still spitting blood with each feeble cough, and now standing in a puddle of blood. "Cold," he whispers.
"I'm sorry, man." Dean wants to take off his own shirt and wrap it around Sam, but he's afraid to let go of him. He unbuttons his flannel with one hand and tries to cover as much of Sam as possible. "I'm sorry," he says again. "I should have listened to you. I should have left the goddamn lock alone."
Sam's still for a few minutes, then he sighs and slumps harder into Dean, gasping a little bit as he puts pressure on the bolt, the bolt that's fucking impaling him. "I know you're not him, you know."
"Not who, Sam?" He's probably delirious, but keeping him talking seems like a good idea.
"I know you're not Dean," he mumbles. "You always do this, trying to make me think Dean's hurting me
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RE: filled: untitled (2/2)crowroad3November 3 2015, 19:49:13 UTC
Literally so visceral (!) oh man. The wound you can't fix without wounding more(!) and these boys and locked boxes, locked rooms... Dean POV makes it even more painful, I think, that layer of unworthiness of his brother's anticipated forgiveness. Damn.
RE: filled: untitled (2/2)madebyme_xNovember 3 2015, 21:02:09 UTC
\o/ You really nailed this (Yikes, sorry!)
I adored the secret booby trapped closet, and you perfectly captured Sam's agony and shock. Using a Dean POV worked so well, giving us an extra dimension of his feelings of guilt and helplessness. And you added in a hell trauma twist - what a bonus treat!
I loved loved loved this fic, and I so happy that you decided to write for this challenge. Thank you for filling my prompt :)
2. Dean
3. Impaled
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"I'm sorry, man." Dean wants to take off his own shirt and wrap it around Sam, but he's afraid to let go of him. He unbuttons his flannel with one hand and tries to cover as much of Sam as possible. "I'm sorry," he says again. "I should have listened to you. I should have left the goddamn lock alone."
Sam's still for a few minutes, then he sighs and slumps harder into Dean, gasping a little bit as he puts pressure on the bolt, the bolt that's fucking impaling him. "I know you're not him, you know."
"Not who, Sam?" He's probably delirious, but keeping him talking seems like a good idea.
"I know you're not Dean," he mumbles. "You always do this, trying to make me think Dean's hurting me ( ... )
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Dean POV makes it even more painful, I think, that layer of unworthiness of his brother's anticipated forgiveness. Damn.
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Well THAT was unexpected, good work on the Feels! *sob*
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I adored the secret booby trapped closet, and you perfectly captured Sam's agony and shock. Using a Dean POV worked so well, giving us an extra dimension of his feelings of guilt and helplessness. And you added in a hell trauma twist - what a bonus treat!
I loved loved loved this fic, and I so happy that you decided to write for this challenge. Thank you for filling my prompt :)
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Thank Heaven for Cas, knowing Dean needs looking after just as much as Sam.
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