#s/am w/inchester

[sleptwithinthesun]

requests are open! i’d love to see any allergy scenario with either chase or sam winchester!

requests are indeed open !! i haven't written anything here with s/am so i hope you enjoy 1.3K of allergic s/am. i tried getting a bit more... descriptive? with this one? if that's okay :)

Look, it's not really Dean's fault if his idiot of a brother decided that he could handle things on his own and got himself so drugged up on his allergy medication that he can barely see straight, much less fire a gun with any semblance of accuracy. Dean's responsibility, maybe, but certainly not his fault. 

It's not like the accountability changes their current situation, anyway. Sammy's lying down on his bed in their motel room, giggling at nothing and rubbing his nose every couple of minutes, while Dean's covered in dirt and a bit of blood from digging up the grave on his own and getting tossed around by the ghost. He'd thought that the medication would have worn off a bit by now, but apparently, Sam's still high off his ass. 

"Deand!" he croaks nasally as the door closes behind the elder Winchester, his excitement still coming through his tone in spite of the raw stuffiness choking his voice. Okay, maybe it is wearing off. "Where were you?"

"Closing our case," Dean responds. He's being gruff, he knows, but digging a grave up solo is a bitch of a task and he really, really wishes Sam had the wherewithal to realize that before he took his meds. 

Unfortunately, his brother nods sagely, like Dean's communicated secret information to him, and makes an attempt to sit up. It must cause something in his sinuses to shift, though, since he immediately screws up his face once he's upright.

"You okay there, Sammy?"

"I'mb finde," he lies, and poorly, given that he's scrubbing at his nose and flaring his nostrils for a brief moment before his breath hitches. Dean rolls his eyes. So predictable, his little brother is, like he forgets that Dean practically raised him. He knows each and every one of Sam's quirks and signals that there possibly is to know.

He sits down on his own bed as Sam hitches, breaths gradually getting deeper and deeper until—

"hHRRSH'ah!"

"Bless," Dean says distractedly, pulling off his outermost layer before starting on his boots. 

Of course, Sam's not done. His brother gears up for another sneeze, head tipping back as his mouth drops open, and then Sam's bending forward into his elbow with a slightly more contained "H'RRSCHh!"

"Bless."

"Ugh, thangks." Sam, instead of being a normal person and blowing his damn nose, swipes a tissue from the box on the nightstand and wipes at the underside instead. It's not going to do anything, Dean knows that from watching Sam have allergies for years.

He doesn't understand how he can learn all this and Sam, the one who got into Stanford, doesn't ever seem to realize.

Dean sheds his flannel next, leaving him in just a T-shirt and jeans. "Sammy."

He's staring off into space again.

"Sammy!"

"Wha'?"

"I'm going to take a shower. You going to survive?"

Sam waves him off, movements sloppy and uncoordinated. "Yeah, Deand. I was finde while you were ond the case, wasnd't I?"

"You were unconscious for most of that," Dean mutters to himself, but nods in acquiescence. "Just stay on the bed, okay?"

His brother's responding nod almost causes him to fall over, but Sam straightens himself up and shoots Dean a loopy grin.

Yeah, he's most definitely going to be asleep by the time Dean's finished showering.

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"hH-hih? hih'hh... hhkt—!"

Sam pants, loud enough that Dean can hear it from the other side of the bathroom door. He sounds miserably congested, his breaths taken in through his mouth. Dean wastes no time in pulling on sweatpants and another T-shirt and exiting into the main room.

His brother looks awful, his bloodshot eyes puffy and nose tinged pink from the amount of friction that Sam's leveled against it, and that's without even mentioning the additional fact of Sam being stuck in a loop of hitching followed by scrubbing at his nose, scrubbing and scrubbing and scrubbing at it, as if the itch is simply too deep for him to reach.

"Christ," Dean says, rolling his eyes. "You're really in the thick of it, aren't you?"

"Gedd mbe oud of dis friggin townd," Sam mumbles, so congested Dean can hardly understand him.

He chucks the roll of toilet paper he'd carried out under his arm at Sam. "Blow your nose, Sasquatch," he orders, clearing the empty tissue box off of the nightstand. At least he's had the decency to confine his used tissues to the trash can.

Toilet paper tearing off the roll sounds behind him, and instead of blowing his nose, Sam sniffles yet again.

"Sam."

"I'b fide."

"No, you're not. Seriously, are you telling me that all the medication you took did nothing for you?"

Sam's breath hitches again, then settles into another false start, and he shakes his head lightly. "Id worgked for a liddle bid."

"Blow your freakin' nose, Sam," Dean orders, dropping his voice into the tone their father used to use when he wanted them to obey him without any further hesitations or questions. "I'm serious. You're only making yourself miserable. Either that, or you're going to give yourself a sinus infection."

Sam honest-to-God whines at him, pouting with those big damn puppy eyes and everything.

Dean rolls his eyes. This kid. "Blow. Your. Nose."

Finally, Sam relents, taking up a wad of toilet paper and pressing it to his twitching nose. Dean glances away, if only to let Sam hold onto the illusion of privacy as he exhales into the tissues. There's a couple long seconds of nothing except for the painful sound of air struggling to force its way through blocked nasal passages, and then a wet, gurgling blow as it turns productive.

It's like a dam breaking. Sam's barely taken in another breath, already halfway through folding the stack of toilet paper to keep clearing out his sinuses, when his chest expands, rising and falling rapidly as Dean's giant little brother tries to contain the barrage of sneezes brewing inside of him.

"De-hhe'eh! Deand," he gasps out, although Dean's already moving, ripping more strips of makeshift tissue off the roll and shoving them into Sam's hands, overtop the damp wad already in his hands.

"Just sneeze it out, you'll feel better after," he advises.

Sam shakes his head, eyes pinching closed as he tries in vain to postpone the inevitable sneezing fit. His entire face is contorted with the desperate attempt he's making to hold it off, nostrils flared wide and mouth hanging open as he takes increasingly shallow breaths. "Dohhnd't wadda... hih'hh'HUH!"

"The longer you hold it back, the more you're going to sneeze," singsongs Dean. Seriously, Sammy. One would think that the guy would have gotten over it by now.

"hh... hH'HAH'HUH—"

Sam manages to crush the first sneeze into near-oblivion between his thumb and forefinger, the only thing giving it away being the soft "hkt'ff!" From there, however, it's a losing game.

"hh'hRR'SCHH! HR'RSCH'uh! uKT'SHH'Hh!"

Dean can only go and rub Sam's back, at a total loss for what to do. Sam's allergies haven't acted up quite this badly in a long while, and to be honest, he's not sure if there's anything he can do besides wait the fit out.

"HK'SHH! KT'SCH! TSHH! TSCHH'uh! hh'huh'hHRR'SSH!" Sam pants, bending forward with his hands cupped over his nose and mouth, toilet paper a soggy mess in his hands. "h'RR'SCH-huh! hh'hDT! HRSSH! USCHH!"

"Christ, Sammy, how much do you have left?" asks Dean.

His brother only shakes his head, emerging from his palms, the outer rims of his nostrils slick with mess. "Cadd't... stob... hGKT'SHH! HH'SHAH! ATSCH'uu! TSCH'iu!"

It's a good sign when his sneezes get open and pitchy like that. Sammy's winding down, even if he doesn't realize it yet. He's clearly exhausted, though, given by how little his back is expanding with every sneeze that comes barreling out of his lungs.

"hDT'SHuu! H'ASCHH'iew-ADTSSH'uh! hh... h'HH... huh..."

Sam looks up and blinks, then, sniffling furiously. As if he hadn't just learned his goddamn lesson.

"Bless you," Dean finally offers. Sam only glares through watery eyes, though the effect is diminished by how spent he looks, with mess still outlining his nostrils and making his upper lip shiny. "Come on, dude, let's get you cleaned up."

[softsnzstuff]

Here’s something I’ve thought about for 11 years that no one asked for 💁🏻‍♀️

In S/upernatural when Sam and Dean get physically close to locating Pestilence (one of the four horsemen), they start getting sicker the closer they get. I think this scene tells a lot about how they are if they get sick.

Like for example - Dean gets more fatigued, feverish and has the sort of desperate dry cough. In the episode Faith, Deans the same way. More quiet/tired/feverish.

And then Sam! - He seems to get more congested. In this scene and in the episodes in season 8 for his trials, he’s got the more chesty cough but also in one of the later seasons when he has a cold he sneezes a lot??

Idk why it’s so intriguing to me that J2 seems to have made character choices early on and stuck with them but I appreciate it.

Scene I’m referencing linked here - TW: mess ((skip to 1:52 to bypass)), brief emeto (not Sam or Dean), blood

[scrrcwdestined]

me, quietly consulting the wiki while remaking my s/am w/inchester blog: the wiki:

[proshippersstimming]

I wanna know what mod stems favorite Character is

Oh!!! Thank you for the ask. Well lol my favorite character is S/am W/inchester from S/upernatural but a very close second, if not equal, is L/ucifer from S/upernatural. I wonder if you can guess my favorite ship?

Added slashes so it won’t show up in the tags

[moonlayl]

That time S/am W/inchester became a cannibal for a season but people still found ways to defend him by saying “he was in a bad place” “it made him feel good” and my personal favorite “he thought he was doing the right thing”

[twinderellla]

@resilientsovl​     /     sam winchester .     ( closed. )

         “ you , ”   you’re  new ,  she  doesn’t  say .   maybe  today  ISN’T  the  day  we  convince  strangers  we’re  crazy ,   liv .   (  but�� there’s  only  so  many  times  you  can  see  the  same  exact  faces  before  new  ones  begin  to  jump  out  at  you .  )    “ are  you . . .  okay? ”   perhaps  it  doesn’t  hold  the  same  concern  it  would  if  she  were  talking  to  luke ,    but  if  you  look  hard  enough ,   there’s  a  glimmer  of  it  all  the  same .    speaking  of  her  darling  twin  brother ,   there’s  a  fresh ,   hot  coffee  in  hand  with  his  name  (literally)  on  it .   ( but ,  if  she’s  honest ,   she  thinks  she  might  be  in  danger  of  smothering  him  since  his  face  transplant . )   without  a  second  thought ,   she  slips  it  from  the  cup  holder  and  places  it  down  a  foot  or  so  away  from  him .   “ you  look . . .  tired . ”   perhaps  more  insulting  than  caring ,   liv .   “ sorry ,   i ,  uh . . .   i  think  it’s  vegan  or  pumpkin  spice ,    or  something ,   but  caffeine’s  caffeine . ”   she  doesn’t  sit ,   doesn’t  invite  herself  into  his  space .   in  fact ,   her  gaze  slips  briefly  in  the  direction  she  had  previously  been  moving .   “ ANYWAY . ”   she  offers  a  small  smile ,   an  attempt  at  being  nice .   “ if  you  don’t  want  it ,   toss  it .   it’d  go  right  in  the  trash  anyway . ”

[scriptoplures-a]

“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.” (For stefan BUT ONLY if you want to! I mean it! Don’t force yourself to answer if you don’t have muse!! 💜 I’ve got my eyes on you 👀)

Stefan listens as she speaks, his lips pursing into an almost disapproving frown, though there’s understanding behind it. It wasn’t like he hadn’t known what it was like to not want to feel- or like he hadn’t shut it all off time and time again, when things got to be too much. he also knew what it was like to be alive, and to feel everything. even before he had the choice to flip a switch. 

he’d seen Gwen ‘flip’ a switch of her own at times, and it reminded him of his brother. the way he’d turn it off, even before they had become members of the undead. how cold he could be. how much he hated himself every time he came back- for the things he said, mostly. sometimes, the things he did. Stefan didn’t want to watch Gwen battle with that, too. There was an ache in his own chest, at the losses they had faced- at the threat they still faced, and had to live on to fight. Dean, sacrificed himself to save Sam, another death they’d had to live through- even if he was back now. 

well, he was living again. he never really had been the same since- none of them had. Damon, off and gone after committing yet another ruthless act to prove how much he didn’t care. Tired arms cross over his chest as he leans on the doorway. “I used to think that’d be better too.” he fights the urge to flip the switch, even in this moment. anytime his heart truly ached, the thought was always there. it would be easy. the air in his lungs feels like acid rain, and the breath he exhales nearly trembles. 

now, he wasn’t sure if he was talking more for her, or himself, though he seemed to have a better grip on it these days. Damon needed him. They all needed Dean. “I’m going to fix this.” his voice is stern, like he has no other option but to believe that things are going to be righted. “I don’t know how-” he didn’t care if he died in the process, just so long as Dean was back. The Winchesters needed to come back. there’s a fire brewing in his core, dulled by the ache in his heart. the fire was good, that, he could use. another reason he had to keep it on. without thought of consequences, he wouldn’t care who got hurt in the process, just as long as he made Damon pay for what he’d done.  “I will get them both back.”

[sousarchive]

i've done nothing since i got home except save urls for a possible oc and s/am w/inchester

[siriusement]

10 Characters Tag

I was tagged by the very lovely @hogwarts-school Thank you Boo !! ^^

RULES: List ten of your favourite characters in ten different fandoms, and then tag ten people.

1. Minerva McGonagall - Harry Potter

2. Sam Winchester - Supernatural

3. Zuko - Avatar : the last air bender

4. Daenerys Targaryen - Game of thrones

5. Leia Organa - Star Wars

6. Reyna  Avila Ramirez-Arellano - Percy Jackson 

7. Erik Lehnsherr - Marvel Universe

8. April Ludgate - Parks & Recreation

9. Gina Linetti - Brooklyn 99

10. Arya - Eragon  

I tag @crimsoncosmicdust  @park-thatasshere @melqomene @hermionegrangcr @alarkling @deanscolette @suho-mochi @beyvenchy @pen-of-a-daedreamer @saoirse24

[sleptwithinthesun]

❤️🖤🎵🧚‍♂️?

hi hello hey thank you for sending an ask!!

❤️: how tall are you?

roughly 5' 6" ish

🖤: favorite hobbies outside of your blog

i play music!! big hobby of mine; i like to write and cover songs, and work on audio mixing in my spare time if i feel like recording. i've been playing instruments for almost three years now, and sing in addition to playing ukulele and guitar, learning bass, and messily attempting midi drums. i've also been ringing handbells since eighth grade, since my college has a group

🎵: favorite artists

oh my god so many. if you couldn't tell, i'm a HUGE music person (i fear the day spotify wrapped comes out this year) and have just explored so many genres + artists but my absolute favorite band is l/ovejoy. i haven't seen them live yet but i really want to, so hopefully they'll go on tour again in a year or two near me and HOPEFULLY i can do sound check for them. fingers crossed

other artists would definitely include foxing, chloe moriondo (whom i've seen live twice), cavetown, and boygenius!

🧚‍♂️: favorite characters of all time

ngl i panicked because the little fairy was a different color. okay. honestly, i dive in and out of fandom so quickly it's ridiculous but! t/im d/rake from d/c is definitely one (+ it is his birthday today), along with s/am w/inchester. i also really like o/smp w/ilbur s/oot because there's so much angst potential

[softsnzstuff]

pls drop the list of episodes of supernatural where characters are sick/sneeze or the actors are sick. i need it desperately

I gotchu!!! It’s a long list pls bear with me 🫡

S1E12 “Faith” - Dean is pretty sick and they try to heal him with faith

S2E11 “Playthings” - Sam is hungover (tw emeto)

S4E6 “Yellow Fever” - Dean gets an illness that makes him scared of everything but also I think there’s some coughing if I recall

S4E8 “Wishful Thinking” - Dean food poisoning (tw emeto)

S5E12 “Swap Meat” - Sam switches bodies with a teen who is allergic to gluten (?) (tw emeto)

S5E15 “Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid” - loved ones are rising from the dead to be reunited with their families, however after a certain amount of time they “go bad” and get sick before turning on them

S5E19 “Hammer of the Gods” - I remember hearing J/ared P/adalecki was sick during this episode and you can sort of hear it in his voice. It’s subtle tho.

****S5E21 “Two Minutes to Midnight” - episode opens with Sam and Dean hunting for Pestilence, the fourth horseman of the apocalypse. As they get nearer to him they get sick, feeling faint, phlegmy coughing, etc. It’s honestly wild. But also (tw emeto other characters, not them)

S6E5 “Live Free or Twi-Hard” - Dean turns into a vampire and in the end v*mits out the vampireness??? (Tw emeto)

S7E?? - One of the episodes where Castiel is a leviathan; specifically the one where he stands there and black goo comes out of his mouth eyes and ears - Misha Collins had a stomach bug or food poisoning or something while filming

***S8E19-21 “Taxi Driver” thru “Great Escapist” - Sam is battling trials against Hell or something and he gets sick and develops a cough. Dean comes at him with soho and a thermometer and it’s all v domestic and classic sick episode

S10E5 “Fan Fiction” - NOT a sick episode but I love this one. 10/10 recommend.

——please note I stopped watching during S11 cuz I feel like it went downhill. Personal opinion sorry, but probably there’s episodes in the middle here that have illness or whump——

S13E13 “Devils Bargain” - Lucifer is in a weakened state

S15E10 “Heroes Journey” - Sam and Dean’s luck runs out. This whole episode Sam has a cold and is sneezing and such

At some point the kid, Jack (?), I think gets sick but idk what season or episode that is if someone else can weigh in.

ALSO there are definitely YouTube clips of the main 3 sneezing (Jared, Jensen and Misha) -KB

[malykotek]

44, 57 n 59 >:3c

44 -age you get mistaken forthe last time i got age mistaken was when I was 15 and somebody thought I was older, like, in lyceum57-favourite animal(s)sharks, elephants, tigers, cats and bunnies59-why i joined tumblrwhen i was young and naive i thought i should google S/upernatural that I saw on TV......................... and that's how I lived through mishapocalypsei still remember the person that got me into tumblr, she loved S/am W/inchester a lot for some reason and shipped D/estiel lmao 

[someoneoffthestreet]

even after being out of the spn fandom for a solid year

me: *sitting here minding my own business*

*a wild gif of S/am W/inchester appears*

me: still want to hit that moose over the head with a freakin' folding chair