OhSam Triple Play 2016!

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It's November 2, an auspicious (if ominous) day for our darling Sam, so to herald his introduction to The Red Stuff, let's revisit an annual tradition. Welcome to the OhSam Triple Play 2016! This year, we're offering a focus on a reoccurring theme in Sam's life: blood"Blood" could be interpreted in many ways. Family don't end with blood. The demon

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FILLED: Pressure Bandage (1/3)

[themegalosaurus]

Sam’s hands are shaking a little, but you don’t need steady hands to wrap gauze around a leg, and he doesn’t have time for stitches anyway. Of course it would be Wednesday night that the chupacabra showed up on campus; Thursday morning is his only 9 AM lecture and he’s already missed two sessions of that class this term. Those weren’t monsters. They were Brady’s fault. But Sam couldn’t explain, didn’t want to cause more problems than Brady’s already causing himself, and the professor had been pissed enough by his vague excuses to put him on a warning. One more absence and Sam risks failing the class, which means maybe losing his scholarship. If he loses his scholarship, everything falls apart. He’s already working two part-time jobs, constantly frustrated by the sleep deprivation that he’s fighting every night while he writes, every morning as he drags himself to class. It’s like he’s swimming in mud, watching everybody else with their money and their leisure time breezing along. He doesn’t. He’s lucky to be here at all. But he’s

FILLED: Pressure Bandage (2/3)

[themegalosaurus]

He’s scanning the room for an empty seat when he steps forward awkwardly, twists his ankle and the tear on his thigh tugs open and he gasps in pain. For a moment he thinks he can hold it together, but the red hum he’s been suppressing grows louder, grows deafening. The blood roars in his ears, nausea building at the back of his throat. Sam holds himself for a second, fighting it, swaying on the spot; an iron band of agony tightening around his leg. Black spots dance over his vision. Then all in a moment, he feels himself break. His gorge rises, his stomach cramps and he folds over forward, his notebooks clattering on the floor, the room greying into merciful oblivion as his limbs give way. Before he closes his eyes, he sees some girl he half-recognises (Kelly? Keira?), mouth open and eyes wide, her face a distorted, terrified mask

FILLED: Pressure Bandage (3/3)

[themegalosaurus]

Sam closes his eyes, tries to regulate his breathing, but the stifling panic that her words have triggered stacks up heavy, bears down on his chest. He thinks about the deadlines, about his precariously balanced routine; thinks about missed shifts, missed essays, missed hours of class. He’d thought, coming here, that he was coming to something settled. In actuality it’s not so different to life with Dad. Everything still feels tenuous. It’s all hanging by a thread

RE: FILLED: Pressure Bandage (3/3)

[caranfindel]

This is wonderful!!!

RE: FILLED: Pressure Bandage (3/3)

[madebyme_x]

I love every word of this! The idea of Sam hunting solo at Stanford has always fascinated me, and I love how you worked that into the fic, as well as mentioning Jess ad Brady and including some new characters too.

Sam thoughts as he struggling to deal with his life at Stanford ring so true to me; he's idolized this future of normal, but in reality, it's still hard and in similar ways.

Thank you so very much for filling the prompt so wonderfully! Take care :)

RE: FILLED: Pressure Bandage (3/3)

[themegalosaurus]

Oh poor Sam! I wish they showed something like this in the show. How tough it has always been for Sam to balance everything!!
I guess it is easy to infer based on the fact that aside from the trials he always seems to go on no sleep!

RE: FILLED: Pressure Bandage (3/3)

[ever_dimming]

Oh the heartbreak. I loved it. Sam being so used to fighting through pain and to being alone in his distress even when there are others around him is so true to character. Great job.

RE: FILLED: Pressure Bandage (3/3)

[ever_dimming]

(Reading everything way too late) oh my heart. Lovely and touching and ow.

RE: FILLED: Pressure Bandage (3/3)

[ever_dimming]

Sorry, my memory is horrible and I knew I'd read it a while ago already, but didn't think I had responded to say how much I loved it.