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a Dean-focused hurt/comfort comment meme (#2) 
31st-Mar-2010 09:18 pm
and i'd do it all again
So, I promised another comment-fic meme six months after the first one, and the time has finally come, yay! ;D



A Dean-focused
h/c comment meme


SPREAD THE WORD!


A few ground-rules:

01. As for what type of thing you should be prompting here, this is a Dean-focused hurt/comfort community, so Dean should be the one in the hurt/comforted role. Your prompts may involve sick!Dean, (yes, please!) angsty!Dean, hurt!Dean, or anything else that results in Dean being on the receiving end of hurt/comfort.

02. Comment to this post with your desired characters or pairings, if any, and a prompt. All genres/pairings are welcome, however this is not an RPF meme. Please focus on the fictional characters only.

Example A: “Sam, Dean, gen, set in season 4. PTSD!Dean has a flashback to hell on a hunt and almost gets himself and Sam killed. Cue guilty, upset Dean and awesome, comforting Sam.”
Example B: “Sam/Dean, fever. Dean has the chills and there is cuddling, naaw.”

03. You can leave as many prompts as you like, but one prompt per comment, please. If you've got a few, comment with each separately.

04. Your prompts can be as short or as detailed as you’d like.

05. Scroll through the comments and when/if you find a prompt you like, write a fic in reply to the comment.

06. More than one comment-fic response to a prompt is totally acceptable, and in fact encouraged. The more fic, the better!

07. Art submissions are very much accepted too! Art larger than 800 px or so should be posted as a thumbnail that links back to the full art, please.

08. When replying to a prompt with your comment-fic or art, put 'FILLED' in your subject line as well as warning for anything that might be triggering, such as non-con, self-harm, etc. You can add anything else you want too, ie: a title if you have one/part numbers. So, your subject line should look something like this:

FILLED: Title, Character(s), genre/pairing(s), Rating, Warning(s) - if any

For further clarification:

Example: FILLED: Untitled, Dean and Sam, gen, PG-13, self-harm

It’s not a big deal if you don’t do all of this, but using 'FILLED' as well as warnings will make it easier for people to find your fic, and for me when I’m compiling the masterlist.

09. Anonymous posting is enabled in case you’re embarrassed by your schmoopiest of schmoopy hurt/comfort fantasies or something, haha. IP logging will also be off during the weeks the meme is at it’s most active.

10. No spoilers for upcoming episodes, please. If you're prompting something from a recently aired episode, please be courteous and note that there may be spoilers before you get to the main part of your request. Or you can use the following code. Just put your prompt/text where it says to:

CODE FOR SPOILERY PROMPTS/TEXT


It will look like this:

Lalalala SPOILER ALERT.


11. Likewise, no character bashing, or rudeness in general. Be respectful – of the characters, and of each other. The mod reserves the right to delete inappropriate comments.

12. Do feed your authors! They’re awesome.

13. If you want to advertise this, that’s fantastic! It would be really appreciated. Just copy and paste the code provided above into your journal.

Oh, and just a few things!

FAQ:

  • Yes, if your fic gets too long for a comment-fic, you can comment with the link to it at your LJ.

  • Yes, you can totally post the fics you write for this meme directly to the comm as well.

  • Because it bears repeating - yes, art is more than welcome as well as fic.

  • As for a timeframe - this post will be open for prompting between one and two weeks or so. There’s no exact timeline, because I play it by ear and don’t close it until I see it’s starting to slow down. In any case, it will stay open indefinitely for new comment-fics and comments/feedback.


Any other questions? Feel free to PM me, or e-mail hoodietime [at] gmail [dot] com.

Have a ball, guys!

Masterlist


ETA: As of April 9th, 2010, this meme is closed for leaving new prompts. It is still OPEN, however, (and will be indefinitely) for comment-fics and comments/feedback, and I’ll keep updating the masterlist as long as people keep writing. ;)


This post was compiled by maypoles and is posted under this account for organizational purposes.
Comments 
1st-Apr-2010 12:38 am (UTC)
Sam/Dean, set in season 5. Sam notices that Dean developed an eating disorder after hell, exacerbated by all the stress in their lives.

Dean needs some control in his life and not eating is how he's chosen to get it; to him, food doesn't taste like anything. Sam is massively concerned, guilty it took him so long to notice and determined to help Dean somehow. Cuddling is encouraged, as is supportive!Sam.
1st-Apr-2010 12:48 am (UTC)
I AM ON THIS LIKE JELLY ON PEANUTBUTTER. I will have this in the next couple of days----the usual real life/school conflicts!
1st-Apr-2010 12:38 am (UTC)
Sam, Dean - gen or slash, writer's choice - Dean needs oral surgery. Afterward, his face/jaw is puffed out like a rabid chipmunk [cue horrified onlookers!] and Sam has to mash all his food and buy him ice cream/soup etc.

mwahahaha.
1st-Apr-2010 11:02 am (UTC)
Believe it or not, I have something started already that could work here. I'll post the first bit in a sec, and the whole thing once I finish it up. :)
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1st-Apr-2010 12:39 am (UTC)
Anonymous
How about some pre-series Dean getting impaled on something. The more detail and freaking out, the better. Sam and John do their things. Also, don't make John an a$$hole. Purty please?!?
1st-Apr-2010 08:41 am (UTC)
I've always wanted to write about this. I am so doing this one :D
1st-Apr-2010 12:43 am (UTC)
Gen with Dean, Sam & John set sometime in the show's timeline (not pre-series). Mary, Bobby and others could also be added. Dean was born with autism. How does that change things for their family and their destinies?
16th-Apr-2010 02:17 pm (UTC)
omg i might possibly do this after big bang :D love this prompt
1st-Apr-2010 12:44 am (UTC)
Gen or Slash, writers choice - If someone can figure out a way for Dean to have to wear a patch [omg, I can hardly type this I'm laughing too hard] for like a week? while his eye heals from something, I would love you forever....

I need to read about Dean in a patch. and I need Sam to make pirate jokes.

erm, that is all.
1st-Apr-2010 01:06 am (UTC)
Ahahaha, awesome!
1st-Apr-2010 12:45 am (UTC)
So excited!

I'd love for Dean to be blinded for anywhere from a couple of days to a couple of hours, from a spell/curse/whatever. The supernatural creature that did this to Dean is actively hunting and trying to kill Dean. It's up to Worried and helpful!Sam and John, helping Dean not only with everyday activities, but also protecting Dean.

Set either pre-series, or near season one.
4th-Apr-2010 12:55 pm (UTC) - Into the Darkness: Part 1
Couldn't resist this prompt!

"Sam, lay him down on the couch. I'll go get some hot water."

Dean could feel the panic in his father's voice as he was gently deposited on the ratty old couch in the run down hunting lodge they'd decided to utilise the previous day. The whole place looked as if it hadn't seen a human being in decades and was a sneeze or two away from collapsing.

"You okay?"

"Peachy," Dean grumbled, flailing his arm out until his hand made contact with his brother's shoulder. "Not your fault."

Sam sighed a shuddering breath and sank to his knees on the dusty floor in front of the couch. "I should have stayed closer, I'm sorry."

"Hey," Dean frowned, "I'm pretty glad you didn't. It might have blinded you too and your ass is too big and heavy for dad to have managed us both."

"Jerk," Sam smiled at his brother's teasing tone.

He raised his hand slightly, finger tips ghosting over the red, sore skin around Dean's watery, unseeing eyes.

Their dad had been called about a spate of gruesome murders in Idaho. The bodies of three men and one woman had been found within a five mile radius of each other in a section of the Panhandle. All of them had been stripped of their skin and dumped in water, no clothing or skin remains had been found.

Not really having the first clue about what they were dealing with, the three had gone hunting, armed with amulets, shotguns filled with rocksalt, a handgun carrying silver bullets, holy water...pretty much everything but the kitchen sink.

John had decided they should split up, informing Dean that his top priority was keeping his younger brother safe, much to Sam's annoyance. Dean may be a few years older, but Sam had already passed him in height and felt more than capable of taking care of himself. He'd opened his mouth to say as much to his father, but one stern glare from John had silenced him. This was an argument for another time.

"It's okay Sammy," Dean had murmured, patting his brother's shoulder lightly. "We'll watch each others backs yeah?"

Only slightly mollified, Sam had huffed and allowed himself to be steered into the darkness.

A few minutes in, Sam's attention had been caught by a fleeting shadow and a small rustle in the bushes to his right. Instinct had taken over and, without thinking, he'd veered off to investigate, his brother unknowingly continuing down the uneven path without him.

Mere seconds later Dean's shout of alarm had echoed through the forest and Sam had turned in time to see a large shadowy figure dragging his brother away into the darkness.

"Dean! No! Dad!" he screamed, taking off in pursuit. "Let him go! Hey! Let him go!"

The figure had stopped, its large clawed hand still gripping Dean's ankle. Sam aimed and fired, not knowing whether the salt in his gun would make even a slight impact, but the shock of it was enough to make the creature let go of Dean with a yell and scurry back into the forest.

Sam ran to his brother, skidding on his knees to a stop in front of the groaning man.

"Sammy?" Dean choked, reaching out blindly. "Sam? I can't...I can't see! What..."

"I'm here Dean," Sam reassured softly, gathering him into his arms and calling out for their dad.

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"Okay, let me at him Sam. Let's see what we've got here."

Sam stood, grabbing Dean's outstretched fingers and sitting on the arm of the couch, to give his father room.

John kneeled, sat the bowl of hot water carefully on the floor and dipped the edge of a clean towel into it.

"Close your eyes son," he instructed softly, dabbing gently at Dean's lids when he complied.

Sitting back on his haunches, John examined his oldest son. The boy's long eyelashes were wet and sticky from the water and whatever substance had been thrown at him.

"What happened?"

"I don't know dad. One second I was searching the trees, the next something large leapt out. It flung some kind of powder in my face and it stung like holy Hell. By the time I realised I couldn't see a damn thing, it'd already started dragging me away."

"That thing was huge dad," Sam enthused, his thumb rubbing absently over Dean's bloodied knuckles.









1st-Apr-2010 12:47 am (UTC)
Sam/Dean, set in season 5. Sam finds out that Dean is dyslexic by accident. He can't believe he didn't know that about his brother, but looking back, it all fits.
1st-Apr-2010 12:53 am (UTC)
Gen, Pre-series, preferably teen!Dean sick as a dog with stomach flu at Uncle Bobby's. Can't get enough puking Dean and gruff but caring Bobby. Protective!Scared!Hovering!Wee!Sam would be doubly loved like gooey melty chocolate! :D
1st-Apr-2010 03:00 am (UTC)
I might give this one a shot. :) I'll see if I can come up with something. (I love me some puking Dean!)
1st-Apr-2010 12:53 am (UTC)
Anonymous
Ever since the hellhounds ripped him apart, Dean has an unnatural fear of dogs. He's kept it hidden, it's ridiculous after all, dogs are harmless, right? Sam helps him deal with his fear.
1st-Apr-2010 12:56 am (UTC)
Anonymous
Sam, Dean - gen or Sam/Dean would be fantastic! Season 5.

The angels bring Alistair back to torture Dean into saying "yes." This prompt sounds pretty gruesome, but I'd love some real comforting too, pretty please. :)
5th-May-2011 02:34 am (UTC)
Oh God, I don't understand why this hasn't been written. I really, truly don't.
1st-Apr-2010 01:04 am (UTC)
Sam, Dean - Gen or Slash whatever takes your fancy I like both!

Boys out on a hunt in the woods for whatever supernatural nasty you like. Both of them are tired and worn out (so could be set S5 or whenever you like), don't research properly or something and end up stumbling into the middle of a drug runners stash or game hunt reserve whatever you can make fit so long as Dean gets shot by a human. Cue Worried!Frantic!Sam who has to try and get them out alive before Dean bleeds out or ends up with a massive infection. Woozy!hypovolemic shock!Dean FTW! Go nuts people!
5th-Apr-2010 03:26 am (UTC)
On it!
1st-Apr-2010 01:04 am (UTC)
Sam, Dean, Bobby, gen. De-aged!Dean.

roque_clasique wrote me this fic in the last comment-fic meme that was like the cutest thing ever that involved de-aged!Dean getting sick and Sam taking care of him, but I'm insatiable when it comes to wee!Dean, and I want more! ;D

Anything involving de-aged!Dean would be great, but I'd love it if Bobby could be involved in taking care of him as well as Sam. I'm on a Bobby kick lately!
1st-Apr-2010 01:39 am (UTC)
Hi - do you have a link to this roque clasique de-aged Dean fic? I couldn't find it in the master list for the last comment-fic meme. Thanks. :-)
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1st-Apr-2010 01:06 am (UTC)
Sam/Dean AU. Sam's the older, overprotective brother. Dean's PTSD after hell and the burden of being Heaven's champion dealt with from that angle. Flashbacks, nightmares and other various symptoms that big-brother!Sam knows all about. Schmoop is encouraged through the angst.
3rd-Apr-2010 11:45 am (UTC)
filling...
1st-Apr-2010 01:08 am (UTC)
Teen!Dean gets a stomach ulcer. When John figures out what's going on, he tries to be there more for the boys.
1st-Apr-2010 01:11 am (UTC)
...damn you.
1st-Apr-2010 01:12 am (UTC)
Gen or Sam/Dean, any season. Hurt/comfort overkill. ;D

Dean has hypothermia. AND a cold/flu. And whatever else you can come up with. And Sam has to warm him up/help him shower/snuggle him/schmoop him up. Sorry, Dean!
1st-Apr-2010 03:08 am (UTC)
"Dean, I swear to God, next time I'm chaining you to the fucking bed."

"I d-d-dod't swig thad way," Dean mutters through chattering teeth. He sneezes twice, swipes a soaking wet sleeve under his nose, and chokes back a noseful of snot.

"Seriously, what the hell were you thinking? It's the dead of winter in Minnesota, you've already got the head cold from hell, and to top it off, you haven't filled your Singulair script in three months."

"So?" Dean coughs, winces, and tries to rub his chest without Sam seeing.

Sam doesn't miss it. "Proventil-and-vaporizer bad or hospital bad?"

Dean digs in his pocket for his inhaler but finds only damp cotton and loose threads. "Shit."

Sam sighs and rolls his eyes. "Oh, for fuck's sake."

"I'll be fide," argues Dean. "We're dot thad far frob the botel." He sneezes and a chill hits him, setting off another round of shivering and teeth chattering. The Impala speeds up beneath him, and Dean has to admit that as much as he loves his baby, he'd give anything to be in a warm bed with about a dozen blankets right now.

After what feels like an hour but Sam assures him was only ten minutes, they finally pull into the motel parking lot. Dean tries to get out of the car, but between the wet clothes and the prolonged shivering, he's so stiff and achy that he nearly falls on his face when his legs give out. Next thing he knows, he's got a mouthful of denim and Sam's hand on his ass. "Hads off the berchaddise," grumbles Dean, but he lets Sam manhandle him into the room and pull off his jacket.

When Sam goes for his belt, however, Dean shoves him off. "I got it." He leans down to untie his boots, but the change in position makes all the crap in his sinuses shift and this time he does actually fall on his face. The room spins lazily around him, forcing him to close his eyes and devote what little energy he has to forcing himself not to puke on his favorite jeans.

"Come on, Dean, help me out here," says Sam. It takes awhile for Dean's sluggish brain to register that Sam is trying to help him up. There's a blur of pain and nausea and cold, then he comes to his senses once he's lying prone on the bed. He starts to cough and wheeze and choke and Sam quickly pulls him to sit upright. "Shit, shit, sorry." He shoves something hard and plastic into Dean's hand--his inhaler. Dean takes the biggest hit he can, but it's nowhere near enough. He waits for the white sparks to clear from his vision and sucks in more of the foul-tasting medicine. Sam steadies his hand with icy fingers. "That's it, good."

"Fugk off," Dean replies, more out of habit than anything else. He's too achy and dizzy and tired to fight off Sam's mother-hen shit. He just wants to sleep for about a year. And breathing might be nice too.

Sam plucks the inhaler out of his hand. "Be right back." Dean closes his eyes and drifts until he hears the familiar hum of the vaporizer kick in. He's just about asleep when the bed dips and Sam starts trying to slide behind him. "Shit, Sab, lebbe alode."

"You're hypothermic. You need the body heat."

"I dod't put out till the secodd date," Dean mumbles. Truth is, between the heavy comforter and Sam the human furnace, the chills have abated and the stiffness in his joints is easing. He gives Sam a lot of shit, but he has to admit that his brother always comes through when it counts.

"Yeah, I know, I'm awesome," murmurs Sam.

Oh, crap. "Shuddup, I'b delirious."

He feels Sam's chest flutter in silent laughter. "Sure you are."

"You say ode word aboud this toborrow ad you're walkid to Bobby's."

"Go to sleep, Dean."

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