Sneezy Winchesters - NEW "It's Sheer Force of Will"

[LovelyLinda]

Ahem…hi!

I know that I'm neither a frequent, nor a very good writer,

but I thought I'd rather share my little drabbles with you than to keep them to my own

Maybe you even like a few of them.

Fandom is Supernatural since I'm officially obsessed with these two boys,

and therefore Jared and Jensen

Emergency

"Heehh…"

He rubbed at his nose, the tickle still didn't seem to back off.

Terrific.

"Hehh…Hihhh'ehh..."

He let out a shaky breath, neither able to sneeze nor able to suppress the feeling.

"Oh come ohh…Come on!" he sweared, giving his now running nose a rough wipe with his sleeve.

At this moment the door flung open and his brother Sam entered the room.

"Still fighting this sneeze off? Seriously?" he laughed

when he noticed that his brother was still in the same unpleasant situation.

"Shud uhh…ub, Sabby!" was the cranky answer, his voice getting gradually thicker.

"Why are you staring ahh… ad me?" he huffed and sniffed liquidly.

"Sorry, I can't help it, you're just adorable when you're like this," his brother answered and sat down beside him.

"Uh-huh," Dean answered and pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to starve off the tickling sensation.

"Got be sobe tissues?" he asked, his fingers not moving.

"Sure," Sam answered, grabbed the box out of his bag and plucked a few tissues out,

not handing them to his brother, though.

"Whad are you waih….ihhh….waiting for?! Give them to me!"

"Nope"

"What?! Stop kidding be! It's a freakigg ebergedcy!"

"I know, but I want a kiss first"

Dean tried to snatch them out of Sam's hand, but his younger brother was quicker.

"You are a kiehh…kinky sudd of a bitch, you know thad, dod't you?"

"Yeah, I'm aware. Come on, I'm waiting"

He let out a congested sigh.

Reluctantly, Dean faced his brother and moved a step closer, his eyes meeting his own.

"Closer"

"I'm wo…heh…working on it"

A liquid sniff later, the older one was only a few inches away from his younger brother's face.

His nose was twitching with the desperate need to sneeze,

even his eyes started streaming, but there was no relief.

So he gave in, pressed his chapped lips against his brothers, sensing their unexpected softness.

Sam's lips wandered up his face and he placed a gentle kiss on the top of Dean's nose,

which dissolved in a huge tickle that left him gasping for air.

"Don't ki-ihhh-kiss me the-heh…," he argued and wiggled his nose forth and back,

his face scrunching up in anticipation once again.

Startled, he noticed something soft and white being hold to his face and took it gratefully.

"Heh'DGZSHhh-uhh, Hehh…ihhh'…'gnnSHH-uhh, …heh…ihhh…uhh…Dabbit,"

Loudly, he blew his nose, aware that Sam was watching him with hungry eyes.

"What? Did that seriously turn you on?"

His younger brother blushed slightly,

gave him the puppy dog eyes and nodded in the direction of the bed.

Askingly, Dean furrowed one of his eyebrows, then understood,

"Uhh…I get it. That means fun for you and more tissues for me?"

"Definitely."

"That's my boy."

Edited March 8, 2012 by LovelyLinda

[shygreeneyes]

Oooh, deliciously wicked!

[ID2006]

Yay... another one on the Supernatural bandwagon. These two are just too fun to play with.

[telltale]

Rrrr, more sneezy!Dean.

This is really cute!

[Raining Strawberry]

*Does a happy dance* I think you already know I love this, but I'll say it again. Gaaaah, calculating and kinky Sammy! Few things are more awesome that a tickly kiss on the nose. Oh so tasty.

Edited April 10, 2011 by Raining Strawberry

[27jj]

Ohhhhh my yes. That was ridiculously hot. Dean not being able to sneeze but really needing to, and kinky teasing NOSE KISSING Sam who has soft lips, and the fabulously spelled sneezes. Yum.

[Lady Blessington]

AUGH SNEEZEKINK SAAAAM. The bestest Sam of all.

That was quite the build-up, man. Hoo.

More please. Immediately.

[LovelyLinda]

Here's another one

I love it when colds break the sneeze habits of the guys,

like the sound or the number

Expectations

„Heehh’kshh-uhh,“

Dean’s head bobbed forwards,

leaving him slightly dazed when he launched into a second sneeze.

“Hihh’chhh-uahh”

He blinked and sniffed a little,

his breath still hitching in anticipation of his usual third sneeze.

It didn’t come, though.

Confused, he sighed and swiped his index finger under his nose,

not feeling satisfied at all.

* * *

“Heh’tchhshh”

Sam sneezed into his sleeve and sniffed wearily,

this cold was really sucking ass.

“I’ksshhuuh,” he suddenly bent forwards with an unexpected sneeze,

not having enough time to cover his face,

spraying all over the screen of his laptop.

“Ughh…,” he lifted one sleeved arm to wipe his screen as a third sneeze caught him,

equally off-guard as the second one.

“Heh’gnnhhshh”

He looked at the mess, crinkled his nose and closed the laptop, defeatedly.

“God, someone must be really thinking of me.”

[Raining Strawberry]

Eeeeeee cute!! I totally loved these when I read them in your e-mail... but I'll say it here first...

As much as I love a good build-up, Sammy not expecting to sneeze kills me. In the best possible way. And the idea of Dean sneezing in triples is awesome. I read a fic once all about Sam calculating how many times Dean sneezed while sick because it was always in triples, so I love the notion.

PS- I also love how they react differently to their sneezes. Dean's focused on his satisfaction, and Sam's thinking about myths. So typical!

Edited April 19, 2011 by Raining Strawberry

[queenie]

I read a fic once all about Sam calculating how many times Dean sneezed while sick because it was always in triples, so I love the notion.

Raining Strawberry, I think I speak for us all when I say you have to find this so I can see it.

[LovelyLinda]

Heh, thanks

I also loved that story, I'm not obsessed or something,

but I'm pretty sure I know which one your talking aabout

Possibly you mean "Progression"

Unfortunately I don't know who the author is,

but this is gotta be one of my verrrry favourite stories,

because I'm also in love with Dean sneezing in TRIPLES. <3 <3

I'm gonna take a look on the internet, maybe I'll find it

[Raining Strawberry]

Raining Strawberry, I think I speak for us all when I say you have to find this so I can see it.

Aaaack... I just checked my files and it looks like I didn't save it. What was I thinking?!

But I believe it's by Hansons_angel, if that's of any help... I copied a couple of my favorite passages from it... anybody recognize or have this story??

Dean had looked at him. "You were counting my sneezes? That’'s kind of heading into creeper territory, dude."

and

He'’s still sneezing but it’'s been dialed down a notch so he'’s only sneezing maybe twice every hour rather than three of four times. Which brings the amount of sneezing down to six every sixty minutes instead of twelve, which means Dean isn’'t sneezing every twelve minutes, and damn, Dean might be right, that is kind of creepy how I'’m calculating that shit, Sam thinks at one point.

(And sorry about going off-topic! I'm done now, I swear. )

Edited April 19, 2011 by Raining Strawberry

[LovelyLinda]

Ahh, I found out that the journal has been deleted for some reason o.O

But the author is Hanson's Angel.

I may be wrong, but I'm pretty sure this is her account at fanfiction.net

http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1518817/Hansons_Angel

I don't know why she deleted her journal :/

But I saved the story in time, heh!

EDIT NOTE:

Hey, Strawberry! This was fucking creepy o.O

I didn't notice that you posted an answer.

And yeah, I saved it. As I said, one of my favourite stories

Edited April 19, 2011 by LovelyLinda

[Lady Blessington]

Deeeean.

Mm, those were quite the spellings. Well done!

[27jj]

Ohhhh my goodness gracious. Expectations was super hot. I love the Dean one, how he is unsatisfied when he doesn’t sneeze a third time. And the Sammy one, SO GOOD. I agree with Raining Strawberry, buildups = hot, but Sam being caught off-guard not once, but twice? GAHHHH.

[Foxfire]

Uhhh, these are delicious - I'm sooo in love with expectations!

Dean always sneezing three time but not this time?

Sam sneezing three times but nor expecting the second and third after the first (and sooo uncovered ROWR!)

[LovelyLinda]

@ MadServer

Heh, thank you

I think this kind of sneeze fits them very well

@ 27JaredJensen

Oh yeahh...I totally love when such things happen

I can totally imagine Sam being surprised by his own sneezes ^^

Cuuteeee <3

@ Foxfire

Aww, thank you very much !!

I'm also a huge fan of Dean sneezing in threes,

for some reason I think it's very appealing.

Rowrrr yourself

So guys,

I've written another...ahem...it's not really a drabble,

it's too long for a drabble, I guess.

Let's call it ficlet

I've re-written a scene of "A Very Supernatural Christmas"

The pagan goddess put a spell on Dean because he was swearing way too much,

just read and see what happens

Whew, and a huge Thank You to MadServer who is just a really great, fast and awesome Beta-Reader

Fucking Pagan Gods

„You can’t be serious!”

Sam tugged at the rope that was chaining Dean and him to the chairs in the kitchen of the old couple, who’d turned out to be pagan gods on an undercover mission.

“Let us go, what the hell?”

Dean eyed them furiously, not able to move an inch.

“You, mister,”

the pagan god said, directly looking into Dean’s eyes,

“better show us a little respect.”

“Or what? You’ll eat us?”

Sam remarked sarcastically, still trying to free himself.

“Not so fast,” he smiled at him, giving his excited wife a promising look.

“There are rituals to be followed.”

“Of course. You’re so fucking antiquated, you know that?”

Dean laughed snidely.

“Watch your language, young man. It’s not appropriate for a gentleman to talk like this. Don’t you ever say that again!”

The lady swung her cooking spoon at him as a warning.

Dean was gobsmacked and went quiet.

“Oh, we’re just sticklers for rituals,” she giggled,

“and do you know what kicks off the whole shebang?”

Sam rolled his eyes.

“Let me guess…Meadowsweet.”

Dean grinned.

“Oh shucks, you’re all out of wreaths.

I guess we’ll just have to cancel the sacrifice, huh? What a pity.”

“Oh, don’t be such a gloomy Gus.”

The old woman pinched him in the cheek and added,

“Of course we’ve got some wreaths left.”

Sam groaned in resignation.

She put meadowsweet wreaths around Sam’s and Dean’s necks and asked her man with a contented smile,

“Ahh, don’t the just look darling?”

“Good enough to eat,”

Her husband licked his teeth, “They’re gonna taste wonderful!”

“At least we’ll taste better than you. I bet you taste like old mummy. At least you smell like one.”

Dean snickered and noticed the angry look on the pagan goddess’ face.

“What? Am I swearing too much for your liking or why are you giving me the stink ehh…eye…heh’DGgzshh. Ugh.”

Surprised by the sneeze, Dean shook his head dizzily.

“Bless you, and don’t worry honey, I’m sure you’ll stop swearing soon. I took care of that.”

She gave him a wink.

“Great, what’s that supposed to mean?”

he looked at Sam, who was looking as perplexed and stunned as him.

“Alrighty, let’s go on with step number two,”

her husband produced a knife out of the drawer, eyeing it affectionately.

“Whoa, what’s that? A knife? You don’t seriously want to hack us in little pieces, do you?”

Sam watched the man moving closer to him, the knife raised in his right hand.

“Hack you in little pieces? Actually we don’t like our meat cut in stripes, we prefer it whole.”

Sam gave a choking sound and was not able to avert his eyes from the sparkling knife, that was only a few inches away from him.

Joyfully, the man applied the knife and sliced Sam’s arm despite his screams,

holding a bowl below the wound to collect the precious red essence for their dinner.

“Sammy? Sammy! You okay?”

Dean tried to turn his head so he could see his groaning brother.

When he got only a moan in response,

he gave the married couple a wrathful look and yelled,

“What exactly do you think you’re doing?

Leave him alone, you son of a heh’DGZshh-uhh, bi-ieh-bitch…I’XXTSH-ooo. You’re disgusting, you’re fuckieh…fucking craz…iehI’DGGZsh, ahh, dammit,

what the heh…Heh’GSHH-uhh.”

Stunned, Sam watched his brother delivering one sneeze after another towards himself while the woman seemed to have a good laugh.

“Hear how they talk to us? To gods? I think he really served his lesson,

don’t you think so?”

She looked expectantly at her man.

You’re so right, Madge. Back in the day, we were worshiped by millions,

and now, look how the people have developed.”

In the meanwhile Sam had recovered and took a look at the red trail that his blood was leaving on his lower arm,

barely keeping his composure as he gleefully announced,

“Times have changed!”

“Tell me about it. All of a sudden, this Jesus character is the hot new thing in town,

our altars are being burned down,

and we’re being hunted down like common monsters,”

A touch of sadness crept over the god’s face.

Putting a few more ingredients into the bowl with the blood, his wife added,

“But did we say peep? Oh… no, we assimilated, I mean, we play bingo on Tuesday and Fridays. We’re just like everybody else.”

“You’re not blending in as smooth as you think, lady,”

Dean begged to differ, but she totally ignored him and warned,

“This might pinch a bit, dear,” while she sliced his arm just like Sam’s.

Dean screamed in pain, “Ugghh you fucking bitch!”

but sneezed immediately after that, ”Heh’GGZSH…ugh, crap, Ihh’GTZSH.”

“Oh, my goodness me! Somebody owes a nickel to the swear jar,”

Madge exclaimed, giving Dean a sympathetic look as he gave a wet sniff,

unable to touch his nose,

“You’d better stop swearing darling, it’s not good for your health.

Do you know what I say when I feel like swearing? I say “fudge”.”

“Haha, I’ll try and remember that.”

He wriggled his nose, feeling somewhat pranked.

“So, it’s you who’s doing this. Making me sneeze every time I swear?

Come on, this isn’t funny, it’s just nahhh-nasty.”

Sam grunted, his eyes blazing up with hatred because she was screwing with his brother and he couldn’t do anything to help him.

“Hey, I diehh didn’t even say a thing! Why are you maihh…making me sniehhh…sneeze?”

Dean wiggled his itching nose forth and back, trying to stave that tickle off.

“Because your brother is thinking of rude things he could do to us, darling.

Besides, I’m not making you sneeze, I’m just making your nose all tickly.

That’s not so nice either, huh? Not being able to sneeze, not even being able to scratch your nose.

Aww, and it’s all up to you and your brother’s bad manners.”

Both of the boys groaned loudly.

“You suck, you know that?”

Sam said, observing how Madge pulled the knife out once again.

“Now, what is it?” Dean, who had also noticed the knife, asked snidely,

“You still need some blood? Geez, and I thought vampires were pathetic. Those suckers are great people compared to you.”

Before he’d even finished his sentence, she was standing in front of him, holding the knife to his throat.

“Don’t talk to me that way, young man.”

She cut his skin a little to demonstrate her advantages.

“You fudging touch me again and I’ll fudging kill you!”

He screwed his face up in pain.

“Very good,” she lauded him, but didn’t lower the knife from his throat.

“I see you’re getting more and more sensible.”

An evil grin spread over Dean’s face as an idea entered his brain,

“Do I? Proper talk doesn’t help me at all, you know what I gotta do, bitch? I…ieh’TSHshh-uhh, I’b goigg to swear as fucki-ieh-ing mu-heh’GZTshsh much as it takes to conquer you sons of bie’TSHH’es. Ugh.”

Disgusted, she dropped the knife, looking at her arm where most of the spray had hit her and squeaked,

“Uhh, that’s nasty! Bad boy, that is so gross!”

But Dean used that moment of bewilderment to give her a kick with his feet,

the only part of his body that was not bound to the chair, making her crash into the table and fall into the Christmas tree,

one of the stakes piercing her breast as he took her knife to cut himself lose.

“Ahh, finally!”

He hurried to free his brother Sam.

Like a bat out of the hell the man appeared in front of Dean, red with anger over his dead wife, longing for vengeance.

But in a fraction of a second, Sam appeared behind him,

drilling a hole into his heart with a wooden stake and his lifeless body slumped to the ground, next to his wife’s.

“Yahtzee!” Sam said testingly and earned a confused glance from Dean.

“That’s my fucking word!”

“Thank god, the spell is reversed!”

* * * The End * * *

Edited May 3, 2011 by LovelyLinda

[Lady Blessington]

Still... so... hot.

[Foxfire]

YOU. ARE. BRILLIANT!!! Best curse ever - Dean and his potty mouth... mmmmhhhh. And he is so delicious sneezy :

This is such an awesome AU - why oh why didn't that happen in the show?!?! Thank you so much!!!!!

:lol:

Edited May 3, 2011 by Foxfire

[Zwee]

Smeeeexxxy! This was such an ingenious idea! You rock. Plus sneezy Winchesters are my favorite kinds of Winchesters. And Dean all super mad and cursing and sneezing on the Pagan lady? Pushing my buttons.

[27jj]

Ooh, that was definitely hot, with Dean all mad and sneezy and swearing:) Your sneeze spellings are super sexy!

[27jj]

Ooh, that was definitely hot, with Dean all mad and sneezy and swearing:) Your sneeze spellings are super sexy!

[27jj]

Ooh, that was definitely hot, with Dean all mad and sneezy and swearing:) Your sneeze spellings are super sexy!

[27jj]

Ooh, that was definitely hot, with Dean all mad and sneezy and swearing:) Your sneeze spellings are super sexy!

[27jj]

Posting fail! Clearly, my computer felt very strongly about this one... Sorry:)