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consider THIS !!! - sneezing the glasses off/askew (of course. couldn’t forget this one) - falling asleep with glasses on, someone having to gentle lift them off to not wake them up (they need the sleep) - taking glasses off to RUB AT THEir eyes / so they don’t get in the way in the middle of an allergy attack - switching to glasses because their eyes are too irritated for contacts (it being the warning sign that soemthing is up) - constantly needing to nudge their glasses back up bc all the sniffling & sneezing & rubbing is making them slide down - taking their glasses off for the night & being dead to the world. need u to read the dosage on the medicine bottles/read the time bc the clock is far away etc etc - hands/arm covering over most of their face & somehow directing spray (&….m*c*s…. if ur messy) onto the lenses & needing to hurriedly take them off & wipe them before anyone sees…

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You know which snzario I find really really cute? When one half of a couple is helplessly sneezy from allergies or a cold and they and their SO are cuddling in bed while SO holds them and catches their sneezes. Because the sneezy one is too tired to keep bringing the tissues or handkerchief up.

Aaaaaa my heart

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someone with a cold or allergies having very desperate and hitchy sneezes. they sound like they really need to sneeze you can hear it in their voice, they're not eve begging their nose to let them sneeze but their lil whiny gaspes and whimpers say it all

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Ok but like, a cute and polite girl with the most ticklish cold, she’s just sitting there sniffling and hitching her breath, eyes fluttering closed right before she quietly says “excuse me..” as she takes one final gasping breath and sneezes desperately into her tissue-

Oh my GYATT

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So... I made a wav!

This is honestly something I never, ever thought I'd have the confidence to do (and I'm also not a particularly sneezy person either) but I decided to give it a go and I'm actually really happy with the result!

Like I said, I'm not usually an overly sneezy person, but I've been sneezing a lot today and have a really itchy nose for some reason so I decided to give inducing with a Q-tip a go, and not only was it moderately successful but it felt really good too.

Please let me know what you thought of this, and if you'd like to see (or hear, rather) more from me at some point!

Thanks, everyone!

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So... I made a wav!

This is honestly something I never, ever thought I'd have the confidence to do (and I'm also not a particularly sneezy person either) but I decided to give it a go and I'm actually really happy with the result!

Like I said, I'm not usually an overly sneezy person, but I've been sneezing a lot today and have a really itchy nose for some reason so I decided to give inducing with a Q-tip a go, and not only was it moderately successful but it felt really good too.

Please let me know what you thought of this, and if you'd like to see (or hear, rather) more from me at some point!

Thanks, everyone!

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When a character falls asleep on their bed / sofa, nose all red, cheeks flushed, clutching a crumpled handkerchief to their chest.

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Alright, I know we've talked about sneezy priests on here before (and they are excellent, by the way) but what's the vibe on sneezy nuns?

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A very allergic, red-nosed woman sneezing desperately over and over and over again in an outdoor setting, overwhelmed by pollen but unable to get away from the situation for whatever reason, having completely given up on trying to be discreet because the itch in her nose is just too strong.

😏😈

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The figure skating whump potential is SO underrated

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Aches and Pains (Snzfic, Original Characters)

Cowboy snz?

Cowboy snz.

Brief warning that this story involves a bit of whump in the form of broken ribs (nothing graphic, though). Also as a contextual note, one of the two main characters in this is unable to speak due a previous injury. He uses a little bit of sign language as well as a lot of body language to communicate, so be sure to look out for that.

Enjoy!

Wyoming, 1921

"You're an idiot, Jesse Black."

Jesse met Sophie's gaze over the bowl of soup he was eating while propped up in bed against a small mountain of pillows, looking suitably sheepish. With his dark hair still slightly damp and plastered to his face, rosy with a low fever, Sophie was finding it increasingly difficult to be angry with him.

That didn't mean she couldn't still try, though.

"Doctor Clayton said you had to be either very brave or very stupid to try and single-handedly save a whole herd of cattle from that flash flood like you did, and I'm inclined to agree with him. What were you thinking?" Sophie looked down at her lap. "You could've hit your head, or been killed even, or-"

Jesse cut her off by reaching for the end of the long braid she wore her hair in and tugging on it gently. She looked up into his worried brown eyes and he smiled apologetically at her.

"I'm sorry," he signed.

Sophie sighed. "I know."

Jesse looked as if he wanted to say more, but his expression grew hazy instead and he ducked into his hand with a soft sneeze. He gritted his teeth afterwards, wincing noticeably as he lay back against the pillows. Something in Sophie's chest squeezed as she observed him, and she only hesitated a second before she reached out and placed her hand against his forehead. It was all damp heat, but he felt a little cooler than he had a few hours earlier, which she took as a good sign. He also relaxed into her touch, and Sophie let her hand linger for another moment. When Jesse's eyes fluttered she reluctantly removed her hand and gently took the almost-empty bowl of soup and spoon from him.

"You should rest," she remarked, though she wasn't sure if he was quite awake anymore. "Only you could manage to break two ribs and come down with a cold on the same day."

A noiseless huff of a laugh, followed by a soft hiss as he accidentally jostled his ribs, was her answer. Sophie smiled to herself and placed the bowl on the dresser next to the bed. "Serves you right."

She turned back to see Jesse glaring at her, though with only one eye open he looked less like the rough-and-tumble cowboy she was used to and more like a grumpy bedraggled cat. His attempt to be fearsome was ruined even more thoroughly by another sneeze, this one more violent than the last. "H'tsh!" A barely audible raspy groan followed, along with a few weak coughs. Sophie winced sympathetically.

"Here." She crossed back to the bed and reached behind his head for a small pillow. She placed it against his left side, where his injured ribs were. "Better?"

Jesse smiled and nodded. "Thank you," he signed.

Sophie blushed. "Of course."

She made to stand and leave him to rest, but Jesse quickly grabbed her hand and patted the empty space on the bed beside him.

Stay? he mouthed.

Sophie glanced at the door, but it was shut firmly against outside observation. She had a little while yet before someone came looking for her. Turning back to Jesse, she nodded shyly, lying down next to him slowly and carefully so as to avoid aggravating his injuries. When they were face-to-face he smiled sleepily at her, and she in turn reached out to place a gentle hand on his chest.

"You should get some rest," she murmured.

Jesse placed his large hand on top of her small one, intertwining their fingers, in answer. Sophie gently pressed a kiss to his hand.

"Good night, Jesse."

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Aches and Pains (Snzfic, Original Characters)

Cowboy snz?

Cowboy snz.

Brief warning that this story involves a bit of whump in the form of broken ribs (nothing graphic, though). Also as a contextual note, one of the two main characters in this is unable to speak due a previous injury. He uses a little bit of sign language as well as a lot of body language to communicate, so be sure to look out for that.

Enjoy!

Wyoming, 1921

"You're an idiot, Jesse Black."

Jesse met Sophie's gaze over the bowl of soup he was eating while propped up in bed against a small mountain of pillows, looking suitably sheepish. With his dark hair still slightly damp and plastered to his face, rosy with a low fever, Sophie was finding it increasingly difficult to be angry with him.

That didn't mean she couldn't still try, though.

"Doctor Clayton said you had to be either very brave or very stupid to try and single-handedly save a whole herd of cattle from that flash flood like you did, and I'm inclined to agree with him. What were you thinking?" Sophie looked down at her lap. "You could've hit your head, or been killed even, or-"

Jesse cut her off by reaching for the end of the long braid she wore her hair in and tugging on it gently. She looked up into his worried brown eyes and he smiled apologetically at her.

"I'm sorry," he signed.

Sophie sighed. "I know."

Jesse looked as if he wanted to say more, but his expression grew hazy instead and he ducked into his hand with a soft sneeze. He gritted his teeth afterwards, wincing noticeably as he lay back against the pillows. Something in Sophie's chest squeezed as she observed him, and she only hesitated a second before she reached out and placed her hand against his forehead. It was all damp heat, but he felt a little cooler than he had a few hours earlier, which she took as a good sign. He also relaxed into her touch, and Sophie let her hand linger for another moment. When Jesse's eyes fluttered she reluctantly removed her hand and gently took the almost-empty bowl of soup and spoon from him.

"You should rest," she remarked, though she wasn't sure if he was quite awake anymore. "Only you could manage to break two ribs and come down with a cold on the same day."

A noiseless huff of a laugh, followed by a soft hiss as he accidentally jostled his ribs, was her answer. Sophie smiled to herself and placed the bowl on the dresser next to the bed. "Serves you right."

She turned back to see Jesse glaring at her, though with only one eye open he looked less like the rough-and-tumble cowboy she was used to and more like a grumpy bedraggled cat. His attempt to be fearsome was ruined even more thoroughly by another sneeze, this one more violent than the last. "H'tsh!" A barely audible raspy groan followed, along with a few weak coughs. Sophie winced sympathetically.

"Here." She crossed back to the bed and reached behind his head for a small pillow. She placed it against his left side, where his injured ribs were. "Better?"

Jesse smiled and nodded. "Thank you," he signed.

Sophie blushed. "Of course."

She made to stand and leave him to rest, but Jesse quickly grabbed her hand and patted the empty space on the bed beside him.

Stay? he mouthed.

Sophie glanced at the door, but it was shut firmly against outside observation. She had a little while yet before someone came looking for her. Turning back to Jesse, she nodded shyly, lying down next to him slowly and carefully so as to avoid aggravating his injuries. When they were face-to-face he smiled sleepily at her, and she in turn reached out to place a gentle hand on his chest.

"You should get some rest," she murmured.

Jesse placed his large hand on top of her small one, intertwining their fingers, in answer. Sophie gently pressed a kiss to his hand.

"Good night, Jesse."

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Thinking out ghost snz…

someone has dust allergies, and ends up as a ghost….haunting a dusty library (and they quickly find out that allergies aren’t just for living people)

this can easily work for someone with pollen allergies haunting a garden. Dust/hay/animal allergies? Guess who’s haunting a farm. It can also work for sickness…Maybe someone died with a cold and now they’re stuck with it forever. Whatever floats your boat. Endless possibilities.

bonus: imagine ghost cannot interact with physical objects very well so they’re just stuck as a sneezy/ectoplasmic mess. U go into a haunted place expecting spooky sounds and creepy wraiths but it’s just some sniffly, rather miserable ghost that can’t stop sneezing and coughing.

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beep beep! dropping in on a positivity post 💪

Your writing is just *gorgeous* to read. I love seeing anything of yours around, and really need to take the time to go through all of them and properly rb and comment, because it's all always SO good. Your historical snz is simply divine

Thank you so so much! This is such a sweet message to find in my inbox, and also something I really needed to hear.

And I'm throwing all of your wonderful compliments right back at you as well! I'm notoriously forgetful about reblogging and commenting on fics I like (glad I'm not the only one with a backlog XD), but I read your stuff all the time and it's so good! Keep doing what you're doing, and like I said thanks so much for the positivity!

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In spite of recent events I will now strive to be more horny than ever.

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💐, 🌡️, and 😱? <3

Thanks so much for asking, these were a ton of fun to answer!

💐- Most Allergies

Out of all the OCs I've introduced on here, I would say the one with the greatest number of allergies is Kit. He's allergic/sensitive to hair pomade and powder (unfortunate for a man who lives in the 18th century), some specific flowers (lilies, chamomile, and lavender) and certain perfumes also make him sneeze (cinnamon for example). Thankfully for him his allergies aren't the most severe and he can avoid them most of the time, but they are certainly annoying whenever they do act up.

🌡️- Most Illness-prone

Maybe a bit ironically, since the only story I've posted about her so far features her as the caretaker instead of the sick one, this honor definitely belongs to Esty, one of my lovely 1890s lesbians. She's been a bit sickly since she was young, so she's very used to it, but that doesn't stop her partner Sara from worrying about her all the same.

😱- Most Shy About Sneezing

Okay, I'm going to cheat a little bit here and answer this for an OC I technically haven't introduced yet (but I'm planning on introducing very soon!) Her name is Sophie, she lives on a ranch in Wyoming in the early 1920s, and she hates sneezing (her own, that is). Her sneezes used to be embarrassingly loud and violent, so now she's a chronic stifler (but if her nose was irritated enough, well, anything could happen...)