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!
Hello, sweets! So, after months of absence I check back in with LJ and see this going on. Of course I'm immediately wishing for fills for all these awesome prompts.
But then yours! The muses kinda tackle-hugged me into submission, so I wrote a thing for it. I never did a comment fill before so I hope I got it right-ish. No idea whether it's like anything you had in mind, but there you go.
Much love, hunny, I hope life's treating you kind! <3
\o/ What beautiful day it is - firstly, I'm so happy to see you, and secondly, I get a prompt filled by you!!! Thank you ♥
I'm 100% sure that I'll love it because you wrote it and I always enjoy your writing. I hope all is well with you. Take care :) *dashes off to read fic*
Filled: Can we call it Bob? (2/?)soserendipityNovember 4 2015, 16:08:46 UTC
"I swear to god, Sammy," Dean mutters above, angry, but not at him, Sam hopes, because how is it his fault when the monster just launches itself at him, out of nowhere, and tries to eat him alive?
Then Dean again, louder, "Just, hang on, ok? Hang on, Sam! Gonna, - what the hell, how much fucking rope - gonna come down and get you."
After a beat of silence, there's barely held back panick in Dean's next, "Sam? Sam!"
But fuck if Sam is up to small talk right now. The simple task of breathing hurts. Also, his left leg is slowly going numb. The thing must have found skin, Sam thinks dumbly, fuck"Sam," Dean shouts again, "Sam
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Filled: Can we call it Bob? (3/?)soserendipityNovember 4 2015, 16:11:31 UTC
It's a. Well, a thing. A blob. Something blue-ish purple with no discernable shape, something that obviously doesn't need water to survive because it attacked them as soon as they left the car, vaulting out of the darkness before Sam even made it to the trunk
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RE: Filled: Can we call it Bob? (4/4)ameliacarefulNovember 4 2015, 16:45:45 UTC
SOOOOO TENSE! I wondered if Sam was going to end up in the river and Dean was going to have to dive after him. Love the drug-drunken wordplay on Blob. Love the monster.
RE: Filled: Can we call it Bob? (4/4)soserendipityFebruary 5 2016, 22:48:36 UTC
Sorry it took me so long to reply!
Thank you very much for your kind words, I'm very glad you liked it. It was hard to keep the monster on the creepy yet kinda charming side because I didn't want the fic to be too dark. Seems like it worked for you, yay :).
RE: Filled: Can we call it Bob? (4/4)soserendipityFebruary 5 2016, 22:51:26 UTC
Sorry it took me so long to reply!
Thank you for your lovely comment, I'm glad you enjoyed the story. Fuzzy Sam can be quite entertaining :). I have a thing for getting into people's headspace (or trying to, at least) and this was the perfect opportunity.
RE: Filled: Can we call it Bob? (4/4)laughablelamentNovember 5 2015, 04:27:03 UTC
Wow. The tension here, Sam slowly losing it, physically and mentally. Eek. And then Dean is there, rescue in effect and Sam turns sweet and funny, hopped up on monster toxin. Wonderful, the build up and release. Love.
RE: Filled: Can we call it Bob? (4/4)soserendipityFebruary 5 2016, 22:54:44 UTC
Aww, thank you for your thoughtful comment. For once, I didn't much plan ahead and just went were the muses wanted to take this. I'm relieved that it still seemed to work out ok and that it felt balanced to you. Much love!
RE: Filled: Can we call it Bob? (4/4)madebyme_xNovember 5 2015, 12:45:39 UTC
Love it!!!! Love, love, love it!!!! I loved how you jumped straight into the action and then gradually drip fed us the backstory, Bob the blob, the way you captured Sam's pain and his drugged mind, Dean to the rescue - all of it.
You really expanded the prompt too, adding a case into the mix. Thank you so much, it's perfect and filled with tension, drama and wonderful hurt and high-on-blob-toxin Sam! Take care :)
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But then yours! The muses kinda tackle-hugged me into submission, so I wrote a thing for it. I never did a comment fill before so I hope I got it right-ish. No idea whether it's like anything you had in mind, but there you go.
Much love, hunny, I hope life's treating you kind! <3
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I'm 100% sure that I'll love it because you wrote it and I always enjoy your writing. I hope all is well with you. Take care :) *dashes off to read fic*
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Then Dean again, louder, "Just, hang on, ok? Hang on, Sam! Gonna, - what the hell, how much fucking rope - gonna come down and get you."
After a beat of silence, there's barely held back panick in Dean's next, "Sam? Sam!"
But fuck if Sam is up to small talk right now. The simple task of breathing hurts. Also, his left leg is slowly going numb. The thing must have found skin, Sam thinks dumbly, fuck"Sam," Dean shouts again, "Sam ( ... )
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Thank you very much for your kind words, I'm very glad you liked it. It was hard to keep the monster on the creepy yet kinda charming side because I didn't want the fic to be too dark. Seems like it worked for you, yay :).
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Thank you for your lovely comment, I'm glad you enjoyed the story. Fuzzy Sam can be quite entertaining :). I have a thing for getting into people's headspace (or trying to, at least) and this was the perfect opportunity.
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(Sorry it took me so long to reply!)
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(Also, sorry it took me so long to reply!)
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You really expanded the prompt too, adding a case into the mix. Thank you so much, it's perfect and filled with tension, drama and wonderful hurt and high-on-blob-toxin Sam! Take care :)
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