I had a hard time deciding on a good title for this, as it's my first time ever trying one of these things. I was torn between: Baby's First SPN Comment Sneezefic Meme and What If tg Hosted an SPN Sneezefic Meme and No One Came?
FILLED: Treacherymad_serverMarch 30 2012, 18:47:16 UTC
"Do you think it'll carry a big wooden club?"
Sam looks up from the dirt path they're walking and frowns over his shoulder at Dean. "A wooden club?"
"Yeah," Dean says, his face pink against the huge expanse of sky. "You know, like in the stories."
"You mean fairy tales?"
Dean coughs self-consciously. "Shut up."
:::
"Where would you live?"
Sam steps over a knee-high boulder. "What do you mean?"
"If you were a troll," Dean elaborates wheezily behind him.
"Uh," Sam says. He raises his brows and cocks his head, considering. "I dunno. Wherever I could get what I needed, I guess."
Dean sneezes, and it echoes around the mountaintops.
"Bless you."
"Under a bridge."
"What?"
"I'd go with the classics," Dean says. He blows his nose magnanimously. "I'd live under a bridge."
:::
"Stupid cave troll," Dean says, slipping. Sam watches him regain his balance, watches shale clatter over the edge.
"Wow," Sam says. Dean's white-lipped and big-eyed, arms stretched out to either side. Sam grabs the water out of his pack and sits his brother down in the middle of the path. "Here you go."
Dean looks at the plastic bottle without recognition, then screws up his face and sneezes harshly into cupped hands.
"Bad cold," Sam observes. He pats his shoulder.
:::
"You saw what happened."
"Sabb..."
"I'm not letting you fall off a mountain."
"As if I would fall off a moudtaid."
Sam raises his brows meaningfully. "Gimme ten jump squats."
"What?" Dean scowls. "Yeah right."
"Then take my hand."
Dean looks out at the pine forests below them, at the enormous amounts of rock. He pulls a battered tissue out of his pocket. "You deed a girlfriedd."
"I need my brother alive."
Dean gurgles into his Kleenex and sighs. He sniffs. "You photograph this and I'll end you."
"Obviously."
Dean's hand is cold and shaky. Sam doesn't let it go.
Re: FILLED: TreacherytarotgalMarch 31 2012, 03:37:58 UTC
Dean looks at the plastic bottle without recognition, then screws up his face and sneezes harshly into cupped hands. "Bad cold," Sam observes. He pats his shoulder. YES. Just... THIS!!!! ^^^^ THIS! GAH!
The humor is fantastic. You do such great Sam & Dean banter. And Sam is SO protective and logical and willing to let Dean make stupid points but NOT willing to let Dean sneeze and fall to his almost certain death.
He pulls a battered tissue out of his pocket. "You deed a girlfriedd." "I need my brother alive." ^^THIS ALSO. AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! But mostly that cupped hands sneeze and the simple "bad cold" sympathetic observation and GUH. THAT. DEFINITELY THAT!
Re: FILLED: Treacherymad_serverMarch 31 2012, 16:13:00 UTC
Thank you thank youuuuuu!!! :D
I know that a lot of people get turned on by talk of "I'm going to sneeze" but I don't really, but talk of having colds is like, OH GOD YES. I don't know what that is.
Re: FILLED: TreacherytarotgalMarch 31 2012, 16:24:29 UTC
I know that a lot of people get turned on by talk of "I'm going to sneeze" but I don't really, I totally do. I like to say I have an announcement fetish. I fucking LOVE knowing when something is coming up. A sneeze is awesome, but a double sneeze is better--not just because there are two, but because the first one made me take notice and then I can prepare myself for the awesomeness of the second. When a guy's going to sneeze or going to come, just that build-up in gasps or expression or words... so good. I love the announcements, especially when it's hard for someone to say because he's engaged in gasping or desperately fighting off a sneeze or what have you.
but talk of having colds is like, OH GOD YES. I don't know what that is. Yeah. Okay. I TOTALLY agree there *G* I love that out loud admittance. Really just a classic "I don't feel so good" is enough to make my knees weak. GUH But I also love when other characters recognize it in a guy and call him out on it. It's like an intimate "I know what you're feeling" moment with sympathy and fucking hot words. And talking about all the details of how it feels and what it's doing... yeah.
Sam looks up from the dirt path they're walking and frowns over his shoulder at Dean. "A wooden club?"
"Yeah," Dean says, his face pink against the huge expanse of sky. "You know, like in the stories."
"You mean fairy tales?"
Dean coughs self-consciously. "Shut up."
:::
"Where would you live?"
Sam steps over a knee-high boulder. "What do you mean?"
"If you were a troll," Dean elaborates wheezily behind him.
"Uh," Sam says. He raises his brows and cocks his head, considering. "I dunno. Wherever I could get what I needed, I guess."
Dean sneezes, and it echoes around the mountaintops.
"Bless you."
"Under a bridge."
"What?"
"I'd go with the classics," Dean says. He blows his nose magnanimously. "I'd live under a bridge."
:::
"Stupid cave troll," Dean says, slipping. Sam watches him regain his balance, watches shale clatter over the edge.
"Wow," Sam says. Dean's white-lipped and big-eyed, arms stretched out to either side. Sam grabs the water out of his pack and sits his brother down in the middle of the path. "Here you go."
Dean looks at the plastic bottle without recognition, then screws up his face and sneezes harshly into cupped hands.
"Bad cold," Sam observes. He pats his shoulder.
:::
"You saw what happened."
"Sabb..."
"I'm not letting you fall off a mountain."
"As if I would fall off a moudtaid."
Sam raises his brows meaningfully. "Gimme ten jump squats."
"What?" Dean scowls. "Yeah right."
"Then take my hand."
Dean looks out at the pine forests below them, at the enormous amounts of rock. He pulls a battered tissue out of his pocket. "You deed a girlfriedd."
"I need my brother alive."
Dean gurgles into his Kleenex and sighs. He sniffs. "You photograph this and I'll end you."
"Obviously."
Dean's hand is cold and shaky. Sam doesn't let it go.
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"I'd go with the classics," Of course you would, Deano.
Dean looks at the plastic bottle without recognition, then screws up his face and sneezes harshly into cupped hands.
"Bad cold," Sam observes. He pats his shoulder. Oh, goodness!
"You deed a girlfriedd."
"I need my brother alive." Such perfect SamandDean interaction. HOW YOU SO GOOOD?
Dean's hand is cold and shaky. Sam doesn't let it go.
BLIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSS.
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You write so well, mad.
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*beams*
Thank you SO MUCH!
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YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO BADASS
AND ALSO THE ABOMINABLE SNOWMAN FLASHBACK
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I was only on JJ's Sammy meme and I didn't get any sneezy Dean. Now I know what I've been missing...
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Thank you so much!
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Thank you so much!
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Thank you so much for commenting! :)
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Thank you so much!!
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"Bad cold," Sam observes. He pats his shoulder.
YES. Just... THIS!!!! ^^^^ THIS! GAH!
The humor is fantastic. You do such great Sam & Dean banter. And Sam is SO protective and logical and willing to let Dean make stupid points but NOT willing to let Dean sneeze and fall to his almost certain death.
He pulls a battered tissue out of his pocket. "You deed a girlfriedd."
"I need my brother alive."
^^THIS ALSO. AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! But mostly that cupped hands sneeze and the simple "bad cold" sympathetic observation and GUH. THAT. DEFINITELY THAT!
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I know that a lot of people get turned on by talk of "I'm going to sneeze" but I don't really, but talk of having colds is like, OH GOD YES. I don't know what that is.
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I totally do. I like to say I have an announcement fetish. I fucking LOVE knowing when something is coming up. A sneeze is awesome, but a double sneeze is better--not just because there are two, but because the first one made me take notice and then I can prepare myself for the awesomeness of the second. When a guy's going to sneeze or going to come, just that build-up in gasps or expression or words... so good. I love the announcements, especially when it's hard for someone to say because he's engaged in gasping or desperately fighting off a sneeze or what have you.
but talk of having colds is like, OH GOD YES. I don't know what that is.
Yeah. Okay. I TOTALLY agree there *G* I love that out loud admittance. Really just a classic "I don't feel so good" is enough to make my knees weak. GUH But I also love when other characters recognize it in a guy and call him out on it. It's like an intimate "I know what you're feeling" moment with sympathy and fucking hot words. And talking about all the details of how it feels and what it's doing... yeah.
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