Super-sneezy Supernatural Meme II!

[tarotgal]

It's April! And that means it's time for another SPN meme from tg! I hope you join me again for this one.



PROMPTS | FILLS

Directions:
1. Post prompts. Almost anything goes (see #2 below), any pairing, as long as there is potential sneezing involved from Sam, Dean, Cas, and/or John. There is no limit to how many prompts you can post.
2. SEASON 8 prompts are not allowed! I'm so sorry. It's my meme, and I'm behind on watching! I don't want to be spoiled. Sorry about that!
3. Prompt posting will be open until I feel like closing it.
4. Reply to any prompts you like with art/drabbles/ficlets/fics in parts/links to fics in your LJ. If doing a link to your LJ, the entry must not be friends-locked. Please warn for anything that might be a trigger including something an emetophobe like me might have a problem with.
5. Prompts can have as many fills as people feel like writing. Just because one person has filled a prompt doesn't mean you can't write for that prompt as well. Different spins on the same thing are absolutely welcome!
6. There will be no deadline for fic responses. If you see a prompt you like and want to write it, go ahead! There's no limit to how many you can write either. WRITE THEM ALL!
7. My birthday is April 19. I'm just saying...

Comments

[mamapranayama.livejournal.com]

Who can resist this? I sure can't.

teenchesters: It was just a case of the sniffles until Sam had to jump into a freezing river to save Dean. John's out of town and won't answer his phone and with Dean recovering in the hospital, no one really knows just how sick Sam is getting.

[tarotgal]

Awwwwwwwwww! First prompt! Thank you!

I feel like this must be rewarded with a fill...

[mamapranayama.livejournal.com]

Dean and Sam are cursed to be allergic to each other.

[spitsparks.livejournal.com]

Oh! That's tragic! (And excellent, obviously.)

[senberet.livejournal.com]

It's raining (raining hard. like I mean POURING) outside, and they've just finished a hunt and saved someone in the process. Grateful, the victim/witness/whatever insists that Sam and Dean come inside to dry off and warm up by the fireplace with some hot drinks.

They're soaked to the bone, so the vic. offers to put their clothes in the dryer and give them some temporary ones to wear while they wait. Dean has no problem fitting into the spares just fine, but since Sam is a giant, the vic. has to lend him an old sweater that they had in storage since it's the only thing big enough to fit him.

Since the sweater is so old and neglected, it's covered in dust. Seriously covered. Leaking and shedding dust everywhere. Dust basically woven into the threads. But Sam really has no other option, so he has to suffer politely while he waits for his clothes to dry. Maybe he was also coming down with something to begin with.

Go nuts! I'm not picky!

[shangrilada.livejournal.com]

you are a lovely person.

[shangrilada.livejournal.com]

so what I really need in my life is Sam with a really really hideous cat allergy, but one that doesn't (as much as I love it almost 100% of the time, the heart wants what it wants today) come with any kind of dangerous respiratory risks. Just sneezing, please. Just a lot. A WHOLE LOT. Maybe it's Stanford and Jess has a kitten, or maybe they're doing an interview and he can't help playing with it, or maybe they've got some kind of cursed kitten they have to take on the looong drive to Bobby's...

Filled: Meet the Moores 1/2

[ickydog2006.livejournal.com]

Okay, I need your help on this one. Vote, what will Sam do? Pretend he is sick or allergic to something else, and if you have any ideas as to what feel free to put them. I was thinking this could be set for either spring or Christmas break.

Anyways, here's part one and I'll continue after I have a few votes.

"Really, I'm sure they'll love you. Oh, and if they ask, just say you're a cat person."
"Wait wha..."
Of course at that moment the door opened and wary eyes stared at the tall young man.
"You must be Sam."
"And you must be Mr. Moore," acknowledged Sam politely, trying to not let his voice shake.
"It's so nice to meet you." Mrs. Moore pushed her way through and gave Sam a big hug.
"It's nice to meet you too." Sam sniffed and tried to discreetly rub his nose. He didn't remember it being this itchy when they arrived.
"Well, come on, make yourself at home."
Sam held his arm out, indicating for Jess to go ahead. Closing the door, he came to a complete stand still as he noticed green eyes staring from behind a curtain. Fortunately Jessica was the only one to notice the absence of Sam's presence and doubled back before following his gaze.
"That's just Molly."
"You hate cats." Sam stammered.
"Yes, and my parents love them, so?"
"So, I'm really allergic." Sam had already brought a hand up to rub his nose.
"Why didn't you tell me?" She whispered wrapping an arm around Sam. By this time her parents had realized their guests were missing but Mrs. Moore took the hint that her daughter wanted some privacy.
"It never came up."
"Well, can you just play it off as being sick?"
"You'd rather them believe I am all germy?" Sam looked skeptical.
"Maybe."
"Are they really going to be upset if I just say I'm allergic?"
An emphatic yes squashed that idea.
"Maybe you can hold them back?"
Sam pinched his nostrils shut, " 'shhht he'NGX n'TSHH hu' hep'TSHuh."
"I'll take that as a no."

[spitsparks.livejournal.com]

Okay, it's only cos you said season 8 prompts are not allowed that they're the only ones I can think of, haha. Way to be useless, brain. Um, I wanna play, sooo.


Stanford era. Dean's short on funds and rocking a wicked head cold. He drops by Sam's hoping for a couch to sleep on, but Sam's not there. I'm thinking maybe he sits against the door all defeated like and dozes off? & then wakes up cos Sam's kicking him saying, Dude, what's wrong with you? Ohh, that's what's wrong with you... Why didn't you pick the lock? Come on, off to bed you great big lump.

OR SOMETHING.

[senberet.livejournal.com]

oh man this is too cute!! ohhh man.

hehe i also had a couple season 8 prompts! i'm working on rephrasing them in my head so that they aren't season-specific and won't give anything away! i'm sure we'll all think of a bunch that we CAN use!

[senberet.livejournal.com]

There is a case at a church, and they have to sit through a service (one with several silences to allow for prayer). Lots of incense burning and fresh flowers. Guess who is allergic?

(bonus points if they have to interview someone directly afterward. in the same building.)

[sexualoddity.livejournal.com]

Mmmmmmm... yeah this might have to be my first claim :)

[spitsparks.livejournal.com]

Flu-ridden Dean is give-the-game-away sneezing on a hunt. Sam is fond, and then impatient, and then, Seriously Dean?! SERIOUSLY? This is gonna be the dumbest way we've died yet.

[sexualoddity.livejournal.com]

Just imagining this in my head made me laugh out loud. If this was an episode I that's gotta be exactly what Sam would say.

[spnshannanigans.livejournal.com]

I think I've watched a few too many YouTube videos, but I'd like post-wisdom-tooth surgery dopey Sam, allergic to meds or something in the hotel room. Bonus points for confused Sammy asking Dean to verify what's real and why this is happening to him.

Does this even sound interesting?

[sexualoddity.livejournal.com]

Yeah! That's adorable. I love the combination of dopeyness and allergies and that whole... 'why is my body behaving in this way? Is this normal?'

[sexualoddity.livejournal.com]

Dean is allergic to cats, and they'd always thought of him as the allergic one, but then they have to do a ritual and some of the herbs or oils or something that they have to use makes Sam sneeze like crazy. But he's good-natured about it and at first Dean is like 'heh what do you know, I'm not the only one with shitty genetics.' but then it won't let up, even after they've finished whatever spell they're doing and Dean is really good at looking after Sam because, having lots of experience with his own allergies, he knows all the tricks to make Sam feel more comfortable.

[sexualoddity.livejournal.com]

I met someone a few weeks back who is allergic to those wheat bags you use if you have like a back injury or a neck injury, to heat up the area and ease the pain and I immediately thought that that's an allergy that needs to be supernaturallified. So... yeah that's my prompt. Supernaturalify that allergy!

[senberet.livejournal.com]

this is reeeaaally nice because i love weird/different allergies and i love to research stuff and i've totally never heard of wheat bags and also i like you so i'm taking this one STAY TUNED

[sexualoddity.livejournal.com]

Sam is quite a sneezy guy generally but John and Dean could always tell when it was his hayfever starting as opposed to just normal sneezes because he would sneeze in this certain pattern, and then they would buy up antihistamines and decongestants and stuff.

When Sam and Dean go back out on the hunt together at one point Dean is like, 'Your hayfever is starting, we should stop of at a drugstore'

And Sam insists that it isn't and that it's way too early for it. But then Dean just smugly predicts his next few sets of sneezes, and Sam is all stubborn and doesn't want to prove him right and tries really, really hard not to follow this pattern. But in the end they have to go buy allergy meds.

[senberet.livejournal.com]

yuuuuum. YUUMMM.

[etoile-etiolee.livejournal.com]

Dean is used to stiffle sneezes when they're in public, because he's embarassed about it, and after a day of doing this because he has the worst cold ever, interviewing witnesses on a hunt, they're back at the motel room and Sam is like: come on, man let it out, no need to be embarassed. And maybe there are cuddles, if it's slash, or just awesome Sam caring for his brother, if it's gen.

[cuddyclothes.livejournal.com]

Dean is cursed (by who, you pick) to sneeze whenever he tries to say Sam's name. He keeps forgetting, and sometimes there is a lot of snot. And being Dean, he's too much of a man to carry tissues. He even sneezes on Baby!

[etoile-etiolee.livejournal.com]

Messy... I like. <3

[tarotgal]

Dean comes down with something on a certain Tuesday. Sam realizes that if the day keeps repeating, he can tell Dean anything and not worry about the consequences, so he ends up indulging in his sneezekink with Dean for the first time. And second time. And third time...

[sexualoddity.livejournal.com]

Hahaha I LOVE this.

And I also love your banner btw.

[tarotgal]

Conversely, Sam comes down with a cold on the never-ending Tuesday and Dean confesses his sneezekink. Sam is weirded out at first, but after this happens a dozen or two times (that's a lot of confessions), he starts realizing it's no biggie. In fact, it's kind of fun to play around with. And Sam loves how Dean goes from nervous about the confession to wildly out of control and helpless at the sneezes once he finds out Sam is not freaking out.

[ickydog2006.livejournal.com]

I was going to write this and then I watched the episode for research and it broke my heart, so I think I'm out on this one. I am on to the hunt for a different birthdya fic idea, so someone ANYONE else should take this, cause I do adore this prompt.

[tarotgal]

Dean's excited to have Sam back with him on the hunt (Season 1), and secretly excited because he kind of has a thing for Sam's sneezes and they're off to a field or a dusty house or some place that's sure to set them off so that he needs Dean looking after him. But Sam has discovered something while away at Stanford: allergy medication. He takes it daily and no more sneezes! Isn't that great, Dean? .. Dean?

[etoile-etiolee.livejournal.com]

oooh... I'd like to read something like this, but with allergic Dean instead of Sam... *sighs dreamily*

[senberet.livejournal.com]

Maybe Dean is hooking up with a girl and she's wearing some, uh, really strong perfume. And then maybe they go back to her place and she has, like, a whole bunch of cats. And maybe she offers him some red wine, which "can act as a congestant" and "can cause people with allergies experience increased symptoms". (But maybe it's totally okay, because she's sort of into it, and hey, lady, did you do this on purpose?)

[sexualoddity.livejournal.com]

Totally didn't know that about wine, that's kind of cool.

[one-d-mouse.livejournal.com]

Season 7. Sam and Dean are hiding in rental places and abandoned houses to evade the Leviathan threat. Dean gets sick suddenly and they are stuck in an old place with no heat and nothing but power bars and snickers to eat. Sam has to do the best he can.

[one-d-mouse.livejournal.com]

Teenchesters: John catches Dean "slacking" and makes him run laps in the rain. He doesn't realize Dean has the flu until maybe Sam comes home and yells at him and they have to go out and find Dean and bring him home, in whatever shape he's in.

[tarotgal]

Have you read this of mine: http://tarotgal.livejournal.com/820655.html
The middle is kind of close...

[(Anonymous)]

Sam falls asleep in the Impala. Sick!Dean stifles all his sneezes because he doesn't want to wake Sam, BUT stifling only makes him sneeze more XD. So Dean stops at the side of the road so he can get out and let his sneezes out. And then... well, it turns out that he is in the middle of a field of some plants he's allergic to, so he's going to sneeze his head off whether gets back in the car or not. OH DEANO :O

[tarotgal]

I love this!

[space-monkey52.livejournal.com]

I would really love to read something that goes more into Dean's allergy to cats as seen in "Man's Best Friend with Benefits" (I hope that doesn't count as a spoiler). Could be backstory, like when they discover he is allergic to cats. Maybe Sam even finds it amusing.

[tarotgal]

You're safe; I was spoiled about that already *G* And this would be backstory, so totally works. No worries!

[space-monkey52.livejournal.com]

weechesters: Dean comes down with a bad cold while John is out on a hunt so little Sammy decides it's his turn to take care of his big brother for once. Bonus points for cuteness.

FILLED!

[nanoks.livejournal.com]

Sam doesn’t remember his mom, and if it weren’t for pictures he wouldn’t even know what she looked like. Still, as he carefully fills the bowl with warm homemade chicken noodle soup, he’s certain she would smile proudly. Chicken soup is good for the soul, like puppy kisses and snuggle hugs, and while he might never have known her ways of love he is certain she would do this for Dean if she were still alive.

Dean might be a badass hunter when he’s healthy but he’s sick now; he’s weak and feverish, freckled cheeks pink and warm. He’s been sneezing frequently for the past half hour and his nose is red and runny. Sam’s had to listen to the crackling of congestion clogging up his lungs all day. He’s been pampering Dean, bringing him fresh soft Kleenex’s and lots of orange juice, and he’s been rubbing his back soothingly, trying to ease the body aches. He’s doing pretty well, he thinks, and his mother would be proud; brother’s are supposed to take care of one another and look out for each other, keeping them safe, healthy and happy.

Sam’s determined to make Dean well because when his brother feels good a radiant bright smile twinkles on his lips as he grins and his vibrant green eyes sparkle with joy and happiness. Seeing Dean smile is one of the greatest joys of Sam’s life.

Carefully, so as not to spill the soup, Sam brings the tray of food over to the bed. Dean grumbles miserably, but he happily accepts the warm soup when Sam begins to spoon feed him. The youngest breaks a few crackers as well and soaks them in the soup to make them gooey soft so they aren’t hard for Dean to swallow, and his brother seems to make little nom-nom-nom sounds as he slowly eats.

When Dean has finished, Sam turns out the lights and slides into bed with Dean, spooning him from behind. He’s still the shorty, all skinny legs and arms, but his body fits perfectly around Dean’s as he snuggles him. Sam rubs Dean’s tummy as they lay together, lazy soothing touches which quickly lulls Dean into a blissfully sleepy haze.

“Go to sleep, Dean,” Sam whispers softly, nuzzling his brother’s neck sweetly. “I’ll be here when you wake up, big brother.”

“Promise?” Dean’s groggy, eyelids heavy as his body succumbs to the blissful warmth of a cozy bed and the loving sensation of his brother’s arms wrapped around him.

“I promise.” Sam kisses Dean’s neck to seal the promise, smiling kindheartedly.

Dean is soon sound sleep, resting peacefully in his brother’s arms. Sam smiles. His mother may be in heaven with the angels watching over them but she’s here in spirit, and because she is with them, Sam is certain he hears her whispers, “I love you, my precious boys.”

(END)

[tarotgal]

There's this job in town (for once) but John comes down with something and isn't up to fighting (though he'd be the last to admit that). So Dean covers for him on the hunt AND does what he can to take care of his dad. It'd be nice if Sammy'd help out a little, but he and Dad aren't on the best of terms, plus he's got senior year final exams to study for. So Dean squeezes in quizzing his little brother around the hunt and taking care of the house and a sick/demanding father and everything else and Dean's just about to his breaking point when Sam ends up catching whatever Dad has.

[sexualoddity.livejournal.com]

Awww Dean!

[senberet.livejournal.com]

There's a bonfire or something for whatever reason, and the only lumber available is wood from cedar trees. Sam is extra sensitive/allergic to the smoke from the burning cedar.

[tarotgal]

Teenchesters: it's a small apartment and Sam & Dean share a bedroom. One of the boys sneezes a lot at night. Maybe he does a bit during the day as well, but his allergies are ten times worse at night (maybe some night-blooming something outside the bedroom window? or a neighbor's cat who likes to wander in during the day and use a certain pillow to snuggle up on?). The other lad is insanely frustrated and unable to get any sleep; he knows it isn't his brother's fault... but when you're a teenager, logic isn't always your best friend. Especially not at 3am when your brother wakes you up sneezing his head off for the fifth time that week and you can't complain to Dad about it.

Filled: Cats

[ickydog2006.livejournal.com]

This came to me this morning and it seemed so fitting with Dean now having a cannon cat allergy. Hope you have had a wonderful birthday month.


"H'NGSHHH eh'PTSHH huh H'RSHHHAH!"
Not again. Sam tried to bury his head beneath a pillow, but it did little to muffle the sound of Dean's sneezes.
"aHTSHOOuh uN'KTSHHH!"
Sam opened an eye; '3:00 am' glowed red on the nightstand. Sam groaned. So did Dean.
Brief silence. Then there was the zip of another tissue box being opened.
"r'SHHH n'TSHHH heh'NGXHST!"
"Jesus Dean! I have a biology test tomorrow; can't you take some benadryl or something?"
Dean looked over, past the tissues that he held bunched against his irritated nostrils.
"GottaMPSHH kee' keep aTSHHuh an eye out for you." Dean snorted into the tissues before grabbing another handful.
"Yeah, cause you'd be any good right now sneezing your head off."
"M'PSSHHT hu'RESCHT ugh dammit."
"I'm not a little kid anymore. I can defend myself, and you if you'd just let me get some sleep."
Dean rubbed his palm up and down against his nose.
"God you are pathetic." Sam got up and surveyed the scene. Dean hardly sneezed at all during the day, but come nighttime, it seemed never ending. They both knew it was that damned cat next door. Why it had a thing for Dean's pillow was beyond him, but that window was getting fixed or boarded up tomorrow if it was the last thing he did.
"hUH'APTSHUUUAH!"
Sam sighed.
"Get up."
Dean looked up, bloodshot eyes trying to focus through the tears.
"I said GET UP!"
Sam pulled his brother to his feet and shoved him into the other bed. Sam's nice clean dander and tissue free bed. Dean buried his nose into the sheets and Sam rolled his eyes as his brother sneezed helplessly into the mass of cloth, and threw the box of tissues over, not that it mattered anymore.
Eventually, Dean's nose seemed to give up and he collapsed down against the bed. When he finally opened his eyes, Sam's figure loomed over him and planted a damp cool cloth on his face, gently pressing it into the crevices around his eyes.
"Bless you jerk."
Dean smiled, "Bitch," before pinching his nose to stifle another few sneezes.
"What am I going to do with you?" Sam's fingers ruffled at Dean's hair. And after one last look at his brother Sam climbed into the other bed, relishing the sound of nothingness.