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!
FILL - f Only (warnings for gore, torture, cage stuff)foolscapperNovember 30 2015, 10:11:40 UTC
"... You want me to lie to you?"
Strange echo, sounds like Cas, trickles into view to sit in front of him as he huddles away in the corner. Blood drips down between his fingers, from his mouth, because his teeth are broken and his jaw is smashed, talking too hard, focus is split like the skin on his arms. Cas doesn't notice, never notices. That's okay. Sam's eyes flutter open while Lucifer coils up like a snake, hissing and bickering with his brother; these are the good moments. Good, because he's forgotten, and Sam would rather everyone forget him than their eye turn on him again. Sam releases his misshapen jaw, curls his fingers around the metal bars jutting from the walls.
Cas. He's sitting patiently, cross-legged, trench laid out behind him across jagged metal. It doesn't cut at his feet, at his calves. Sam used to see Dean, but then Lucifer began to use Dean's face, too... and now it's hard to look at him and remember what Dean's hands have done down here. Sam just nods. Please, yes, he says without words. His tongue twitches,
( ... )
RE: FILL - f Only (warnings for gore, torture, cage stuff)ayrdaomeiDecember 17 2015, 09:08:12 UTC
Wow, I don't think I've ever read anything that captured how horrific Sam's experience in the Cage must have been - definitely not in as few words as here. Well done! My heart broke for him. Loved how you used Cas in this too.
Strange echo, sounds like Cas, trickles into view to sit in front of him as he huddles away in the corner. Blood drips down between his fingers, from his mouth, because his teeth are broken and his jaw is smashed, talking too hard, focus is split like the skin on his arms. Cas doesn't notice, never notices. That's okay. Sam's eyes flutter open while Lucifer coils up like a snake, hissing and bickering with his brother; these are the good moments. Good, because he's forgotten, and Sam would rather everyone forget him than their eye turn on him again. Sam releases his misshapen jaw, curls his fingers around the metal bars jutting from the walls.
Cas. He's sitting patiently, cross-legged, trench laid out behind him across jagged metal. It doesn't cut at his feet, at his calves. Sam used to see Dean, but then Lucifer began to use Dean's face, too... and now it's hard to look at him and remember what Dean's hands have done down here. Sam just nods. Please, yes, he says without words. His tongue twitches, ( ... )
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