ED Fic
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“I’m especially fond of Sam’s impressive… extensive array of hair products,” The reaper noted teasingly. "Not to mention the three-day old bacon cheeseburger in your room,” She said, turning to Dean.
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Sometimes, when Dean gets stressed, he hides food.
Sam tries to help.
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Sam meant to run away again, but instead, he got to drive his sick brother to the hospital. A guilt trip ensues.
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Somehow it wasn’t enough. Breaking his hand wasn’t enough. Throwing up everything he choked down wasn’t enough. And beating on his bulging stomach while it cramped and gurgled violently from the abuse still wasn’t enough to make his fucked up brain convince itself he was no longer trapped inside Alastair's world of infinite agony.
Or Dean eats his weight in empty calories and throws it all up again because he needs to remind himself he is alive by breaking himself apart.
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The result of their monthly visits to Jim's Nana was a generous stock of fruit, more than enough to share even if Stede hadn’t been inclined towards good manners. That was natural for the Gentleman Pirate, yes? So it was nothing at all to offer Izzy the last of his orange, wrapped in an embroidered silk handkerchief to keep his fingers clean.
The inconsequential nature of the gesture made it all the more shocking when Izzy flinched, staring at the orange as if Stede had just offered him salvation, not a bit of fruit.
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Written for the High Seas event! Each chapter will include one of the prompts. Updated daily until the event is over.
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Hunting is control, fear is vulnerability, be ready all the time. On a hunt, he's ready. It's between hunts, in all the empty spaces, that Dean falls apart.