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Another April, another comment fic meme here on my LJ!



PROMPTS | FILLS


Directions:
1. Post prompts. Any fandom and any pairing, as long as there is potential sneezing involved from a male character. There is no limit to how many prompts you can post.
2. Please warn for anything current that might be potentially spoilery! (I haven't seen a bit of Season 9 of Supernatural yet, so PLEASE don't spoil me!)
3. Prompt posting will be open while there's interest.
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. Please feel free to pimp this on any communities and forums you think would be interested in this.
8. My birthday is April 19. I'm just saying...

All right, let the prompting and filling begin!

Date: 2014-04-06 02:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] senberet.livejournal.com
Supernatural, gen and slash both fine.

Sam's definitely got this one weird allergy to something that they don't encounter very often; in fact, they haven't encountered it since they were kids. Fast forward to adulthood, and Sam is briefly by himself for whatever reason and around whatever that thing is again. He's pretty confused by it -- maybe he thinks he's getting sick, or maybe he thinks he's just sneezing -- until he meets up with Dean again, who (of course) totally remembers but has to convince Sam with a trip down memory lane.

Date: 2014-04-06 03:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] senberet.livejournal.com
Supernatural, Sam/Jess or Sam/Dean or Gen or whatever the author prefers because I am totally indifferent.

Sam never had to be good at taking care of himself - that was always Dean's job. To know what kind of medicines worked best and when to take them, how much rest and water he needed, how to make the foods he liked when he wasn't feeling well. Naturally, the first time he comes down with a cold at Stanford is a struggle because he has no idea what to do.

Date: 2014-04-06 03:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] senberet.livejournal.com
(seriously, I was coming up with so many prompts last week and right now (go figure) I'm super drunk and can't remember any of them... or at least I am having trouble phrasing them all! but stay tuned and brace yourself etc.)

Date: 2014-04-06 03:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] senberet.livejournal.com
for real, that is SO smart... I am not about drinking (I usually just get really bad anxiety from it? not my jam) and I thought maybe just this once... but it turns out to be The Night of the Meme!!! I'm definitely remembering to write them down for next time! (about to spend the rest of the night trying to recall.)

Date: 2014-04-06 03:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboyguy.livejournal.com
Um, writing now. Be back with fic (hopefully) soon. :D

No Scratching (1/1)

Date: 2014-04-06 04:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboyguy.livejournal.com
(So I'm obviously missing my normal beta, and not much actually happens in this, and I'm sleepy, but here you have it.)

No Scratching (1/1)
(Frayed 'verse ficlet)

It was a long sleeves week for Sam. Two days before, Dean had caught Sam scratching slowly at his own arms, and had immediately mandated the wearing of long sleeves until Sam stopped. Sometimes it was like that. Sometimes Sam just couldn’t comprehend the fact that he lived in a world without constant pain, so he started creating his own pain instead. It wasn’t usually very serious — most of the time, anyway — but Dean hated to see his brother hurting himself.

So Sam was wearing all his comfy long sleeved shirts, which mostly helped keep the restless hands under control. Instead, he’d play with the ends of his sleeves, twisting them back and forth in his fingers.

(Rule number 419 in the New Sam handbook: When Sam gets twitchy hands, bundle him up in as many layers as necessary.)

And then, because Sam’s post-Hell body never stopped surprising them, he’d picked this week to suddenly develop spring allergies. It hadn’t been bad the year before, when he first got back, but by then the season had mostly been over. Everything had already bloomed, and they’d spent a lot of time on the road moving from town to town. This year, they were settled in one place, which gave the pollen time to get into Sam’s system and make him itchy and stuffed-up.

This morning, Dean woke up to find Sam sprawled across the bed next to him, both palms pressed against his sinuses.

Nnnnngh,” Sam groaned, low in his throat, an annoyed expression on his face.

“Allergies?” Dean asked sympathetically.

“This is not a good feeling.” Sam nodded, rolling onto his side and lowering one hand to look at Dean. “Can I go back to sleep? Can I sleep until summer?”

“Yes to the first, no to the second,” Dean answered. “People don’t generally hibernate.”

Sam closed his eyes again, scratching at the side of his nose. “It’s just so itchy.”

“Shh, it’s okay.” Dean took Sam’s hands gently in his own, holding them away from his face. “I’ll break out the Benadryl and you can take some of that and go back to sleep. How does that sound?”

Sam nodded, fingers twitching in Dean’s grasp. “Okay.”

“Good. Be right back.” He let go of his brother and rolled out of bed, walking barefoot into the bathroom where they kept all the pills. He dug through the drawer, locating the little pink and blue box, and tore one dose off of the foil-covered sheet. When he turned around, Sam was standing there behind him, blinking slowly.

“Thought you were staying in bed,” Dean commented, amused.

“I… yeah. No. …I don’t know.” Sam replied, rubbing his itchy nose against the edge of his sleeve.

“Uh-huh.” Dean reached up with one hand and held onto Sam’s shoulder, directing him back into the bedroom. “Another sign you really shouldn’t be out of bed yet. Here.” He popped the pills out of their little foil packets and handed them to Sam, along with the glass of water that still sat at his bedside.

Sam obediently swallowed the pills and then stood there, shifting restlessly and waiting for direction.

“What next, Sam?” Dean prompted.

Sam paused for a moment, then glanced toward the bed. He climbed back under the covers, staring up at Dean. “Will I feel better when I wake up?” he asked.

“I hope so,” Dean answered, handing him one of the soft blankets that had been kicked to the foot of the bed. “Hang onto that. No scratching.” He watched as Sam settled onto his stomach, one hand pillowed under his head and the other rubbing drowsily at his nose. “Feel better, Sammy,” Dean said quietly as Sam closed his eyes and slowly drifted back to sleep.

Re: No Scratching (1/1)

Date: 2014-04-06 04:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] senberet.livejournal.com
so much love for this!! i've always always been really in love with your work (not sure if i've ever told you... probably been too shy) and i was so excited to see that you'd be the first fill!! i love the novelty of the allergies and the explanation you give, and sam's gentle complaints about feeling allergic, all confused and sleepy and dependent on dean in so many ways. the besssst.

Re: No Scratching (1/1)

Date: 2014-04-06 04:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboyguy.livejournal.com
Yay! Glad you liked it. I think that's the fastest I've ever written a fic, so I was a little nervous.

And if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go join Sam in the land of the blissfully unconscious until tomorrow. Or... later today. Whatever. G'night!

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Contents of this journal include: sneeze fetish references and lots of hurt/comfort, short fics and/or WIPS, everything from gen and het to slash and femslash, everything from G to NC-17, random ramblings about my life and fandom obsessions.

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