When life hands you lemons, slash them with limes

Um, just the one so far. I spent all afternoon drawing blanks and then tried to go to bed and had ideas. As you do. Anyway, I will try and do more tomorrow (Prompt post is here if anyone else is interested in leaving one). There are a couple so far that I'm tempted to make into longer stories. *pleased face* ANYWAY!

For lazy_daze, who requested Sam/Dean, their most important memories of each other.

Dean

Dean has always maintained a certain level of willingness to sacrifice his dignity on the alter of making Sam smile, starting with making ridiculous faces that made Sam laugh as a baby. Things escalated as Sam got older, more emo and subsequently harder to please.

It earned Dean more than one detention and cost him more than one willing lay, nearly got him arrested twice. It's always worth it, because every time Dean succeeds, every time Sam smile, laughs, forgets all of the other crap for just one second, those are the moments when Dean remembers that Sam is his.

Sam

When Sam was little, he believed that Dean could do anything, despite evidence to the contrary.

The first time Dean came back from a hunt wounded, he only smiled, dismissed the wound as nothing. The first time a girl he liked shot him down, Dean shrugged and said she didn't know what she was missing.

Sam remembers every outrageous lie Dean's ever told, the comfort and safety offered in every promise Dean's ever made him. Like the words themselves are protection because Dean will be invincible if Sam needs it.

Part of Sam still believes that Dean can do anything.

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Okay, I'm going to bed for reals now.

I am having some writing issues. IDK. Maybe I will just spam y'all with drabbles until I get my mojo back. Random bits of dialogue, they pop into my head.

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"Hey, Sam," Dean says, apropos of nothing. "Your time at Stanford, do you think—Was it worth it?" He asks with genuine curiosity, no trace of anger.

Sam supposes his more recent transgressions overshadow going off to college. "I was happy there. It felt normal." Safe. "But ultimately, no. It wasn't worth Jess dying." Wasn't worth turning his back on his family.

"But she loved you," Dean says.

"Yeah." Sam nods. "She did."

Dean looks down, rubs the back of his neck. "Yeah," he says, mostly to himself. "What was that like?"

Sam has no idea how to answer that.

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Watching Home right now. I can't decide if it's surprising or not how genuinely enjoyable S1 still is. Oh, Show! ♥ ETA: Aw, shit! This episode still makes me cry! Especially knowing what we know now. Mary!! ♥♥♥