SN drabbles - gen, R, PG
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tigriswolfTitle: bore his name with pride
Fandom: “Supernatural”
Disclaimer: Sammy, Johnny, and Dean aren’t mine. Just for fun. Title from “Tell My Father”
Warnings: spoilers for pilot
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 200
Point of view: third
Sometimes, over the years, far more frequently as time went on, Dean had thought about leaving. It wasn’t like Sam had the market cornered on dreaming—Dean used to fantasize about what he’d do, once he left the hunt.
Baseball player. Mad scientist. Horror novelist. Rock star.
Fireman. He always went back to that one.
But Dad needed someone to take care of Sammy, and then watch his back. Dean’s hopes for the future paled in comparison to keeping his family together.
Not that his family seemed to particularly care about staying together, but Dean always knew it was the thought that counted. As long as someone tried, there was a chance. Slim and fading more by the second, but still a chance.
So, yeah, he dreamed. Fantasized. Hoped. Then Sam left, not content with half-thought plans, which was all Dean had ever allowed himself, and Dean couldn’t walk out on Dad. Couldn’t leave him alone. It would feel too much like betrayal.
He stopped torturing himself with daydreams after that. There was nothing but the hunt, nothing but watching Dad’s back and checking on Sam.
Dean left the dreaming to Sammy. He’d always dreamt well enough for them both.
Title: hollowed-out victory
Fandom: “Supernatural”
Disclaimer: not my characters; just for fun.
Warnings: AU for “Bedtime Stories”
Pairings: none
Rating: R
Wordcount: 200
Point of view: third
Notes: for whats_in_thebox, to the prompt of nothing gold can stay
whats_in_thebox, to the prompt of nothing gold can stay Sam thinks he’s won all the way until he opens the motel door and sees Dean spread out beneath the rough blanket, eyes wide and staring, chest unmoving.
“No no no no no,” he says, voice breaking and rising, lunging forward to grip Dean’s shoulders and shake him back to life.
He’d been sure, so fucking sure, and he gambled safe in the knowledge he’d win.
“Dean!” he yells, not caring at all if he wakes up the whole world, because Dean isn’t responding, he isn’t moving, it’s like in that damned fucking basement all over again, except then when Sam did the CPR it worked, damnit, it worked. “Damnit, fuck you, don’t leave me, don’t leave—” Last time, it worked.
“Dean!” he howls, trying to breathe for his brother, trying to force him back in.
He’d won, fuck it all. He’d won, killed the bitch that took his brother’s soul, and now she’s had the last laugh, hasn’t she, because Dean’s gone.
“Dean,” he whispers, wrapping himself around his brother, trying to make him warm, trying to keep his warmth in. “Dean, please.”
He’d won, killed the evil and saved the good, and now the good’s gone.
“Dean…”
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Date: 2007-11-04 04:21 am (UTC)Oh Dean. Always the caretaker. Right to the end.
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Date: 2007-11-04 03:34 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2007-11-04 05:03 pm (UTC)The second one: Made me cry it was so awesome.
I really like that these were more Deancentric, and i could see Dean thinking of leaving but staying for his family, he's just cool like that. I LOVED the final scene of Bedtime Stories. The crossroads demon wasn't as good as they usually are, but he killed her anyways, so its all good!
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Date: 2007-11-05 01:43 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-11-04 05:34 pm (UTC)This is too, too true. And just as equally cruel.
hollowed-out victory
This hurts, because it's certainly an idea, a What If, that's certainly a possibility.
Even if I do disagree about Sam feeling like he won anything whatsoever at the crossroads... But then, this was an AU. :)
*reminds self once more to glance at the warnings and stuff*
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Date: 2007-11-05 01:44 am (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2007-11-05 08:50 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-11-04 05:38 pm (UTC)bore his name with pride
Poor Dean, always putting himself last in the Winchester hierarchy.
Favorite lines:
As long as someone tried, there was a chance. Slim and fading more by the second, but still a chance.
Oh, Dean.
Dean left the dreaming to Sammy. He’d always dreamt well enough for them both.
Such a bittersweet ending. *hugs Dean*
hollowed-out victory
So much pain in such a short space, and yikes, what a heartrending AU for Sam.
Favorite lines:
“Dean,” he whispers, wrapping himself around his brother, trying to make him warm, trying to keep his warmth in. “Dean, please.”
This image breaks my heart.
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Date: 2007-11-05 01:44 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-11-04 07:16 pm (UTC)Alley
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Date: 2007-11-05 01:45 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-11-04 10:17 pm (UTC)That was wonderful-
Andrea
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Date: 2007-11-05 01:46 am (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2007-11-04 11:50 pm (UTC)(By the way, I love the song you took the title of the first piece from, "Tell My Father." I get the sniffles every time I hear it!)
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Date: 2007-11-05 01:46 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2007-11-05 01:31 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2007-11-05 05:21 am (UTC)And so short! *cries* Dean....
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Date: 2007-11-05 11:11 am (UTC)You broke me with the second one, just so you know!
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Date: 2007-11-05 12:56 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-06-08 09:19 am (UTC)*Cries*
*hugs you*
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Date: 2008-06-08 03:52 pm (UTC)