Sneezy Dean Variety Pack (Supernatural, M)

[W.I.N.]

OMG there's more! And Dean! Aww... Poor sad sniffly I-don't-want-to-discuss-this-EVER Dean!

*pets him*

I kind of want to swat Sam. Who texts while their brother is sick? WHO?

~W.I.N.

[crazy_cat_girl]

Season four breaks my heart into tiny little pieces, but I still love your fic.

Concerned Bobby is the best kind of Bobby.

And you write Dean's sneezes out PERFECTLY. Amazing!

[Lady Blessington]

Have another one. But first.

Awwww!! Can I keep him, please?? I promise I'll take good care of him, feed him tea and soup and hand him tissues and cuddle him and everything!! Pretty please!?!?

I think he would be really really into that. Loves him some nurturing.

Thank you!

OMG there's more! And Dean! Aww... Poor sad sniffly I-don't-want-to-discuss-this-EVER Dean!

*pets him*

I kind of want to swat Sam. Who texts while their brother is sick? WHO?

~W.I.N.

Season Four Sam. Season Four Sam who rolls his EYES at Dean's pretty concussions.

Thanks, and, I've been like, several days without new sneezy Dean from you and am going into withdrawal, just for the record, although happily there's lots to go back over and reread.

Season four breaks my heart into tiny little pieces, but I still love your fic.

Concerned Bobby is the best kind of Bobby.

And you write Dean's sneezes out PERFECTLY. Amazing!

Season Four breaks my heart into tiny little pieces too. Sometimes I think I should rewatch it, and then I think, OK this is really obscure but, Steve Martin wrote this... monologue or something about "cruel shoes," a comment on the fashion world I guess or on... no probably other things too because there was that restaurant that treats you badly as part of the "new cruelty" in LA Story and everybody wants to go there... a comment on masochism in general then I guess? And ANYWAY, he had this piece about cruel shoes, where they have razorblades inside and are four sizes too small and tighten with a vice or something, I don't know, these horrible imaginary shoes, and whenever I think of the end of Season Four I think of cruel shoes, and it's like watching those godawful hurty episodes is like wearing the cruel shoes and walking to the end of the season. If that makes any sense at all. And we are so OT now. So. Yes. Thank you so much!

And now another drabble, because more drabbles are better than fewer drabbles.

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"What's wrong?"

Dean shakes his head, gasps and presses a wrist to his nose. His forehead creases, his breath suspending.

"Hello? Can I take your order?"

Dean exhales shakily, drops the arm. "We n..." Another shuddering inhale.

"Sir? Could you repeat that please?"

Dean explodes in sneezes. A cupped hand flies to catch them. His cheeks flush.

"T-Two... HIIIISHJJSHSHUH!... ch-eeseb... HOOOFFFF! Heh-TCHHCHGHKGK!"

Sam frowns, leans in. "Two cheeseburgers, two cokes, a salad and a large fry."

Dean's hunched over his palm, motionless, eyes squeezed shut. Finally he manages some oxygen, wipes his hand on his jeans.

"Thagks."

"And extra napkins."

[W.I.N.]

Have another one. But first.

OMG there's more! And Dean! Aww... Poor sad sniffly I-don't-want-to-discuss-this-EVER Dean!

*pets him*

I kind of want to swat Sam. Who texts while their brother is sick? WHO?

~W.I.N.

Season Four Sam. Season Four Sam who rolls his EYES at Dean's pretty concussions.

Thanks, and, I've been like, several days without new sneezy Dean from you and am going into withdrawal, just for the record, although happily there's lots to go back over and reread.

I am about to post a few more, as it happens.

Season Four Sam needs a LOT of swatting. I felt just as bad for him, mind you, but he needs swatting nonetheless.

I loved the speech Bobby gave to Dean about "Boo-hoo, I'm sorry your feelings were hurt!" in the last? second-to-last episode? They BOTH needed to hear that speech, frankly, and I'm sorry Sam never got it.

Season Four breaks my heart into tiny little pieces too.

Itty bitty tiny SHARDS.

Oh, boys.

And now another drabble, because more drabbles are better than fewer drabbles.

Awww, Dean! Poor bunny, can't even order food. *pets him*

I love your drabbles. Have I mentioned that lately? I love how hard he fights to pretend that everything is Just Perfectly Normal And Fine Thank You, and fails utterly and miserably. Poor bunny.

~W.I.N.

[Lady Blessington]

Awww, Dean! Poor bunny, can't even order food. *pets him*

I love your drabbles. Have I mentioned that lately? I love how hard he fights to pretend that everything is Just Perfectly Normal And Fine Thank You, and fails utterly and miserably. Poor bunny.

~W.I.N.

I love when you call him bunny. Maybe because I have a bunny.

Thank you so much for reading and commenting. It makes me all, "Whee, I'll write more because somebody's enjoying these." You rock really hard for taking the time.

Have another one, in that same vein of "No really, everything's fine, no I swear..."

"Farm."

"Yep."

"Hey what's that, a chicken coop?"

"Where?"

"Full of feathery chickens?"

"Uh."

"All those ticklish feathers, swirling in the air?"

"Are you odd subthig?"

"Chickens that'll get slaughtered and served with lots and lots of pepper?"

"Hih... sud of a bitch."

"Spicy, dusty, drifting pepper?"

"EH-hehhh... I hate you."

"That tickles, and itches, and burns?"

"Hehh-HRR... RRRRRSHSHSH! ETCCHCHHGHK! AAAA-TCCHCHHH!"

"Oh. Are you OK?"

"Where'd you put the dapkids?"

"If only we were in a motel, resting comfortably and doing research. We'd have kleenex."

"You're about to have a handful of snot down your neck."

"They're in my pocket."

[W.I.N.]

I love when you call him bunny. Maybe because I have a bunny.

Aww, you have a bunny? That's so sweet.

Yeah, the way I give people pet names, you'd swear I wasn't Canadian. People become "bunny," "bean," sweetie," "sweetpea," you name it. It's a compulsion. I try to keep it under control in real life. Fictional characters and my cats do not get shown the same consideration.

Thank you so much for reading and commenting. It makes me all, "Whee, I'll write more because somebody's enjoying these." You rock really hard for taking the time.

Have another one, in that same vein of "No really, everything's fine, no I swear..."

*comments like mad so you'll write more*

Also, Sam is an absolute lovable bastard.

"If only we were in a motel, resting comfortably and doing research. We'd have kleenex."

That made me laugh, and laugh, and laugh.

~W.I.N.

[LOSTfreak]

I can't love you enough for writing these! I'm deeply in love with all of them, especially the last one. Probably because it's all shiny, and new, and utterly wonderful....Ooh! I know! I photoshopped a picture of Dean to make him look sick and I'll throw it at you give it to you if you write more . Meh, I'm a horrible person. I was going to give it to you if you wanted it anyways. And you always write more. I have coffee! *dangles it tauntingly and spills it everywhere*

[Lady Blessington]

Aww, you have a bunny? That's so sweet.

Yes. A giant angora. She's like a cross between a rabbit and a sheep and a dog and an emu and a muppet.

Also, Sam is an absolute lovable bastard.

Hee! Great description. Too true.

That made me laugh, and laugh, and laugh.

*purrs*

Thanks so much.

I can't love you enough for writing these!

I can't love you enough for commenting.

I photoshopped a picture of Dean to make him look sick and I'll throw it at you give it to you if you write more

Sick-looking Dean??! I want to see! *runs off to write more*

Mad

[LOSTfreak]

Here's the picture....Of doom! Personally, I don't think that I did that great of a job, since I was just playing around one day when I was bored, and making a picture of Dean looking sick would make me happy. But I hope that you enjoy it anyways!

Link!

*flees*

[Lady Blessington]

AGHGHGHGHHH!!! The red nose... the feverish cheeks... the RED NOSE.

Thank you SO MUCH. And I vote for that to be the first in a series. And here are some sniffly-looking Dean caps that are sort of begging for red noses should you run out of pics to play with.

http://s172.photobucket.com/albums/w6/mad_.../sneezy%20dean/

Mad

[Lady Blessington]

Have another. Big thank you to LOSTfreak for the smokin' hot photo manip, and to W.I.N. for reviewing and generally rocking.

Also? This may be my porniest one yet.

The sneezes are like aftershocks: tight little bursts of air and warm snot, twitching through Dean, making him keep the tissue there, just keep it there because he's not finished, may never be finished.

"'Swrong with you," Sam soothes in the dark, across the gap between their beds.

"TSSHSH! HTCHCH! ...Duthigg. Sdot city. 'Sfide."

"You sick? Take a cold pill."

"HFFFHHSH! Ehh, 'sOK."

A sigh. Sam's breaths even out and Dean's keep rushing out of him, quiet explosions that tingle in his nose and wet his lips.

He blows his nose softly and takes a new kleenex - holds it ready.

[shygreeneyes]

Those pictures are seriously hot, both the photoshop and the collection.

I'm going to Hell, aren't I?

[Lady Blessington]

Those pictures are seriously hot, both the photoshop and the collection.

I'm going to Hell, aren't I?

If you are then I'll be there too and we can look at them some more.

[W.I.N.]

Aww, poor Dean.

And shygreeneyes, if you're going to hell, then I'm driving the bus, so we'll be in good company.

~W.I.N.

[telltale]

Omg those pictures combined with that photoshop and then this drabble have killed me dead. ::

[Lady Blessington]

Aww, poor Dean.

Thank you so much!

Omg those pictures combined with that photoshop and then this drabble have killed me dead. ::

But I like you alive!

[LOSTfreak]

Such loveliness! You have such a profound way with words!

AGHGHGHGHHH!!! The red nose... the feverish cheeks... the RED NOSE.

Thank you SO MUCH. And I vote for that to be the first in a series. And here are some sniffly-looking Dean caps that are sort of begging for red noses should you run out of pics to play with.

http://s172.photobucket.com/albums/w6/mad_.../sneezy%20dean/

Mad

I thought long and hard ( ) about what you said and decided to make more. I have many problems....Present! Flying monkeys!

I hope that it's OK to keep giving these to you guys here, because I'm not so sure that they could really count as art and since you're pending, I have no way to PM these to you, Mad. Besides, other Dean fans may want them too....Shutting up. *1 millisecond later* I hope that I didn't overdo or under-do them!

[telltale]

Besides, other Dean fans may want them too....Shutting up. *1 millisecond later* I hope that I didn't overdo or under-do them!

They're PERFECTION, as far as I'm concerned! I just want to eat them up.

Thanks for sharing them with all of us!

[Lady Blessington]

They're PERFECTION, as far as I'm concerned! I just want to eat them up.

I'm with telltale. They do Things to me. Things.

Art section vs. here with the Dean girls? I guess the mods would know best. I'm happy wherever they are, just as long as they're somewhere I can say "BABY!" to see them.

Mad

[crazy_cat_girl]

SUGAR COOKIES! Those pictures are so hot that I am actually BLUSHING! Oh, joy! Thank you for sharing those with us!

[Lady Blessington]

Have another drabble. You know you want it.

SUGAR COOKIES! Those pictures are so hot that I am actually BLUSHING! Oh, joy! Thank you for sharing those with us!

If you mean the caps, you're very welcome! I love (love) that there are other people who get excited about a folder of photos where you can pretend Dean is sneezing. It's so obscure.

If you mean the manips... I really really agree. And am greedily hoping for more.

Drabble:

Nobody breathes. Nobody breathes, and Sam stares at Dean and Dean stares at Sam in this dark corner of the subway station. Nobody's here except (thhhk, thhhhk: dragging footsteps) the wraith, the wraith who's sniffing them out. Sam's sweating and Dean's sweating and Dean's up against the wall and Sam's got him pinned there, has got his finger jammed up under Dean's nose, Dean's flushed nose that wants so badly to sneeze. Watery eyed, Dean's biting his lip, he's stepping on his own big toe.

The footsteps blow away down the tunnel. Sam releases Dean.

"AATT-CHSHHCHCHHHOOOOOO!"

Dean snuffles.

They're gone.

[crazy_cat_girl]

I love that you gathered all those caps together. It IS kind of obscure, but our brand of love is simply unique! :-p And the manips are fic-inspiring, life-alteringly sexy. Thanks to BOTH of you for sharing them!

Wonderful wonderful drabble, too. Love the urgency, and the desperation...! You write so well.

[Lady Blessington]

With this next one, I think boys-in-costume and Sam-dressing-Dean may have been on my mind because of W.I.N.'s very distracting drabble thread.

Wonderful wonderful drabble, too. Love the urgency, and the desperation...! You write so well.

*blushes*

Thank you!

"This is the worst pladd ever." Dean scratches at his ruffly neckpiece and sniffles.

"Do you have a better idea?" Clown Sam looms with a handful of goopy, chilly face paint.

"That stuff itches. Add I hate these shoes."

"Kids love them. Deal."

Sam assaults Dean with a purple fro, thrusts out a clown nose. Dean complies, scowling. "They're gudda laugh at us."

"Yeah. And they're gonna tell us what they saw."

"That or their paredts will call the c-cops..." Dean's eyes close. "Hh... hhHHH... HH-HETCHH-CHCHHHUUUHHH-huh!"

The foam ball flies.

Sam softens. "It was redundant, man. Sit this one out."

[Lady Blessington]

crazy_cat_girl, I didn't mean to post the last two drabbles as direct replies to you. Sorry. Awkward. I'm still figuring out how this place works.

Also, mods, I have the impression that the more times I post, the more work I'm creating for you, although I'm fuzzy on this. Here's another drabble... I just wrote it now... merge it with something else if you need to? Or tell me to not post as often if it's making problems, 'kay? And otherwise I'll assume everything is fine.

"Hhhh... hh-hh-RRRSHSHH-oooh!"

"That's not good."

Dean snuffles, blushes. "I duddo. I'd have givedd it add eight out of ted. Baybe eight poidt five."

Sam rolls his eyes. "Maybe you should call it a night."

"KRRTCHCHH!" Dean shakes his head muzzily, settles deeper into the couch. "A dight." He smiles brightly, keeps oiling his sword. Too many more blades glitter on the coffee table.

Sam rubs his face. "I'll bring you jello?"

The cloth stills. Dean stares, hawklike. "Dot lebudd?"

"Not lemon."

The back of Dean's hand hovers near his throat, then drops.

"Why Sabby. I do declare."

"Yeah, yeah. Bed."

[telltale]

Oh, Dean, BABY. All of these are fantastic, as always, but I love the last one the best, I think. It's just so domestic and lovely with the hanging out and the jello and the... sword. Okay, the Winchesters' version of domestic!