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✧ 𝓐𝓼𝓴𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓢𝓷𝔃 𝓞𝓒𝓼 ✧

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👃 Does the character have an interest in snz? Do they prefer sneezing, or seeing others sneeze, or both?

🎼 Loud sneezes, or quiet sneezes? Is their voice high or low pitched? What does it sound like?

💯 How many sneezes in an average sneezing fit?

🌸 Do they have any allergies?

❄️ How frequently do they catch colds?

😖 What cold symptom is most bothersome for them?

😳 Are they embarrassed about sneezing in front of others? In front of someone they like? Why or why not?

😑 Is it easy or difficult for them to admit to being sick?

🙊 Do they tend to stifle?

🛏️ Are they willing to stay in bed when they’re sick?

🌡️ Would they be good at caring for a sick person, or would they be a little lost?

🍜 How do they like to be comforted when they’re sick? Or, how do they like to comfort others?

🤧 Do they carry a handkerchief/tissues?

💞 Do they want company when they have a cold or do they want to be left alone?

❤️‍🩹 Do they get emotional when they’re sick?

🖤 Have they ever been shamed or neglected for being sick, or have they always been well cared for?

❤️‍🔥 What’s something they would admit during a fever/illness they wouldn’t admit at any other time?

❤️ How sexual are they outside of snz?

💧 How stoic or openly vulnerable are they overall?

💗 Are they a top, bottom, or switch?

🫦 Do they have any other kinks?

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snzario: moving in together

Just some musings on a couple moving in when one is, as the law requires, a sneezy individual

Dust. That’s it that’s the post. No but dust from unpacking those boxes that take a while to get to, dust from cleaning furniture before it gets put in the moving truck, just. Dust.

Deciding who gets which chores in order to minimize the sneezy one’s exposure to allergens like cleaning agents

Navigating pets involved and the need to de-fur more often

Discussing what brands of laundry detergent and dryer sheets set them off

Also, preferred brands of tissues, cold meds, etc

Watching their morning fits pre-allergy meds

and lots more 😊

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Love when a character is already sick, and then they get injured on top of that.. peak misery

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Love logging back on here after weeks of having absolutely no horn due to hormones and stuff to see a creepy message in my DMs, and then finding that the person who sent it deleted their blog anyway (presumably because they were sending people inappropriate messages and got called out for it).

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i need whiny moany vocal hitchy rapid sneezes and i need it now

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Will always love a surprisingly forceful sneeze from a man who looks a bit frail

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i love the concept of checking someone's temperature by feeling their forehead with the back of your hand, pressing your lips to their forehead, or putting a thermometer under their tongue. all the while they can't stop hitching, their nostrils flaring, all leading up to them unleashing a fit of big wet sneezes right in your face. they apologize over and over again, their cheeks red with embarrassment. you assure them it's alright, no need to apologize and send them back to bed while you find the ibuprofen and get a cool wash cloth for their head.

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Hi everyone! Just a little announcement about something new I've decided to try.

Some of you may already be aware of this from some of my posts (although I don't talk about my personal life on here much anyway) but I am graduating from college/university in the next four or five months and will be setting out on my own. I'm currently applying and interviewing for jobs and I'm cautiously optimistic about where I might end up, but the fact of the matter is regardless of where I work I'm going to have to move into my own apartment and probably buy a car. I do have a job currently, but it doesn't pay great and I can only work part-time due to school.

So, as a way to help save up for down payments and rent and the various other things which unfortunately come with adulting, I am launching a Ko-fi! I'll link it below, and if you'd like to support me (and you're able to) then feel free to buy me a coffee on there:

I would like to make one thing very clear- I am expecting nothing from this and no one should feel pressured or obligated to donate. I know many of us are going through some really tough times right now, and I in no way want to add to anyone's burden. This link is just for if you have some extra cash and would like to support me as a creative human on this app. My blog will not change in any way, nor will I put any of my writing or wavs behind a paywall. Again, this link is only to be used if you're able and want to support me.

Thanks for taking the time to read this. I will also add my Ko-fi link to my pinned intro post, so that's where it will live from now on.

Anyway, back to your regularly scheduled snz content!

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Sprinkles and Sneezes (Snzfic, Original Characters)

The triumphant return of my 1890s lesbians, Sara and Esty, in a vaguely winter-adjacent story! No warnings are necessary for this one I don't think, it's really just 1300 words of sneezing and not much else. Happy New Year, everyone!

Boston, 1892

Rain pattered against the parlor windows, drumming a soft but steady beat in Esty's subconscious as she concentrated on the letter she was writing. It had been raining steadily all day, the kind of slimy cold drizzle that made someone uninclined to venture out of doors unless absolutely necessary. It was the kind of weather where someone could catch a cold just by looking at it. Esty certainly had.

Caught a cold, that is.

Up until that morning she had been steadfastly ignoring the sore throat she had developed two days earlier, plying herself with copious amounts of tea and the occasional horehound lozenge and telling herself she was making too much of nothing. It was only when she woke with a damp, drippy nose already flushed a light pink and a slight wheezy cough that she admitted defeat. With a promise to Sara that she wouldn't strain herself too much, Esty dressed in her most comfortable tea gown (a dark orange flannel one), tucked a handkerchief into her sleeve, and spent the day tending to small household tasks as her symptoms continued to be annoyingly persistent.

As she finished the last line of the letter Esty felt a slight dampness under her nostrils, tickling and making them twitch distractingly. With a huff of annoyance she set her pen down next to the inkwell and pulled her much-used handkerchief out from her sleeve. Pressing it to her nostrils, which were becoming increasingly sore for all of her tending, she realized she would soon need a new one. This thought was overshadowed almost instantly, however, as a fluttery itch materialized in the tip of her nose, driving away all thoughts save one- I have to sneeze.

Allowing her eyes, heavy and rapidly filling with tears, to flutter closed Esty rubbed at her nose through her handkerchief, coaxing the sneeze forward. Her breaths became more rapid, her mouth fell open in anticipation, and it was only a moment before the urge crescendoed to fill her whole head.

"H'h'h'h'hih-t'schh!"

The sneeze was relatively small and unsatisfying, as her sneezes had the unfortunate tendency to be whether she was ill or not, but it quelled the itch long enough for Esty to finish her work, at least. Giving her nose a short, sharp blow (and pretending she hadn't felt the stab of increased pressure in her sinuses which spoke of things to come) she tucked her handkerchief away and returned to what she had been doing. Jotting down the last few words in the final sentence, then quickly signing her name, Esty sat back in her chair gratefully. The letter had been the last task she had wanted to accomplish for the day, and now that it was complete she was looking forward to curling up with a cup of tea and a novel until Sara came home.

As if it had been waiting for her to let her guard down, Esty's nose twitched abruptly. She blinked, the sensation mounting rapidly, and barely managed to bring her handkerchief to her face before two more sneezes tumbled out.

"Hhh'tchishh! T'shh-uh!"

The second sneeze was surprisingly intense, causing pain to spark in Esty's throat. She swallowed convulsively, her handkerchief still held at the ready as she waited to see if she was finished. A few seconds passed, then a few more, and she slowly lowered it with a decidedly clogged sniffle.

Strange, she mused to herself. Perhaps several more handkerchiefs are in order.

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Several more handkerchiefs turned out to be an understatement, as over the course of the next hour Esty's cold rapidly took up residence in her head. Congestion set in, forcing her to breathe through her mouth even as this aggravated her sore throat and cough, and the same fluttery, teasing itch as before returned in increasingly frequent intervals. Though she tried to resist it at first, concentrated on the book she had chosen as she was, it always won out in the end.

"Hhhh... hih'tchshh! Tshh-ih! Huhh... UH-itsschh! Ihh'tshh! T'chishhiew-uh! Sngfff..."

Esty rested one hand on her chest as she caught her breath, the fit having left her head spinning. She didn't think she had ever had such an itchy cold before, and it showed no signs of giving her a break any time soon either. Setting her book aside she steepled her handkerchief around her nose firmly and blew once more, hoping (however foolishly) that the itch would abate. It danced around her nose for a moment, leaving her head feeling buzzy and waterlogged, but nothing came of the sensation. Esty rubbed at her nose with increasing ferocity, coughing softly as she did so. She reached for the cup of tea she had made for herself, feeling very much like the mess she was sure she also looked.

She was contemplating changing into a nightgown and her dressing gown and retiring to bed for the rest of the evening when a cold draft snaked around her ankles, and Sara's voice called through the house.

"I'm home!"

"I- ahem! I'mb in here!" Esty rasped, taking another sip of her drink in an effort to soothe her throat. Sara appeared in the doorway then, still dressed in her muddy boots and wet cloak. Esty frowned. "Are you goi'g to track mud all through the house, or just ind here?"

"I see you're not so ill as to forget to lecture me, how reassuring," Sara teased, though she reached down and unlaced her boots anyway. "How's your cold?"

"Ngh... a nuisance," Esty replied as she ran her finger underneath her nose. It was twitching once again.

"They usually are," Sara said sympathetically, toeing her boots off and coming to stand behind the couch where Esty sat. She gently wrapped her arms around Esty's shoulders. "Anything I can do to help?"

Esty shied away from Sara's embrace. "You can stay away, ind case it's catching."

"If it is catching then I'm already doomed, seeing as we share a bed." Sara pressed a kiss to the side of Esty's neck. "Or had you forgotten?"

Esty shivered at Sara's touch. "Ndo, of c-course n-n-ndot... hih'h'h'h'hhh... hih-itsch-uh!"

"God bless-" Sara began, but Esty held up a finger and shook her head as she continued to hitch.

"I-I-I'mb ndohhhht quite f-fihhhh... Iht'chsh! Itschh-ih! Huh! Huh'ktschiew! Kschh-uh! H'h'hihhh... Hiht'yischhh-ih! Hehh...oh. Excuse mbe..." Esty blindly groped for her handkerchief, tears dotting her cheeks and clouding her vision. Sara pressed it into her hand with a concerned frown that Esty couldn't see.

"Bless you, gosh. This is a really itchy one, isn't it?"

Esty's nose made a honking sound when she blew it this time, and she groaned. "Ugh, you have ndo idea. I feel as though I've got a bunch of bees up my ndose."

"Poor thing." Sara gently smoothed back a few strands of Esty's hair that had slipped from her bun. "I'll cut it off for you, how does that sound?"

"I mbay claw it off if you don't, so it's probably for the best." Esty closed her eyes and turned to kiss one of Sara's hands which still rested on her shoulder. "Combe to bed with mbe soon?"

"Of course. How about you go up now and I'll join you after I clean up down here?"

"Cleand up? Are you sure you're feeling alright?" Esty regarded Sara with mock suspicion. "Who are you and what have you donde with mby Sara?"

"Very funny, thank you." Sara squeezed Esty's shoulder. "Now go, shoo. I won't be long."

"I shall count the minutes," Esty promised, slowly leveraging herself up and off the couch and making for the staircase. She was halfway up in her slow but steady climb when she paused, her breath shuddering.

"H'ktschoo! Kt'schiew-uh! H'huh'itsch-schuh!"

"Gesundheit!" Sara called up.

"You'll soon tire of that," Esty called back, giving her head a shake and continuing to the warmth and comfort of her and Sara's bed.

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Something extremely hot to me: When someone can't stop hitching enough to tell the other person what's bothering them.

"Suh- sorry it's the c- it's the cah- the cahh- ehh- eHH-"

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A couple sitting propped up in their large bed in their favorite pjs. They both came down with the same terrible cold, their noses bright red, streaming and full to the brim with sneezes. Used, balled-up tissues are scattered all around them like a halo, and they've sneezed so much today, that person A has given up on tissues altogether and is just giving themselves up to the sneezes, letting them fly uncovered for why bother anyway if both of them are sick already?

B is adamant that all sneezes should be covered, so when A's breath hitches helplessly, B reaches out a hand to catch A's desperate "Aaahh'TIISSHU!!!" in their hand, only to feel a sneeze blooming in their own nose. Without thinking, they hold the hand A has just sneezed into in front of their own nose and sneeze a spraying "Heh'PTTSSHIEW!!!" into it, so now their palm is shimmering wet with both their colds.

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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!