#Hayfever & Allergy

[snzluv3r]

i feel like the worst person in the world for this thought, but i am SO excited for it to get cold enough for my neighbor’s flowers to die…and i think these self obs from today help me explain exactly why.

cw for descriptions of allergic sneezing + mess

i feel horrible for wishing death on this little old man’s plants, but his garden is full of an entire rainbow of multiple different flowers that have made me sneeze every single day i’ve walked passed them since april.

even on the good days when i manage to hold back an immediate sneezing fit, they still make my eyes water and my nose run, forcing me to try (and fail, almost always fail) to balance sniffling back the mess and trying not to sneeze long enough to make it inside my own place, which is not only a race against the clock but a race against nature itself imo.

i felt especially silly and embarrassing today as i fought against what felt like two different seasons of allergic affliction. it was as if my melodramatic nose couldn’t pick just one allergen to contend with, let alone to publicly humiliate me with—so, even as friday brought with it a merciful conclusion to a long work week of fall allergies, i ended up breathless and sneezy once more, my nose caught off guard after passing by these brightly colored remnants of spring and summer. the comforting, crisp chill and damp smell in the air of the incoming autumn had almost made me forget about the flowers and their threat to my already sensitive nose, until their bright colors caught my eye, in stark contrast with the grey evening sky.

i tried so hard not to inhale until i was past the stretch of flower-garden-allergy-torture, but somehow i forgot that sniffling is a form of inhaling, and the strong, floral scented air managed to hit me even through the double-layered protection of my mask and my existing mild congestion. i don’t think i even got to fully sniffle before my eyes were filling with allergic tears and my breath was hitching, the tickle too deep in my nose to hold back.

like all my allergic sneezes, especially the ones that start when my nose is already drippy and sniffly and dramatically irritated, these were bound to be wet, and there was no time to even pull down my mask, let alone scramble for my travel pack of tissues. in a panic i tried to stifle, which only made everything so much worse and only actually worked for about three poorly stifled sneezes before the first desperate, unrestrained sneeze ripped through me. obviously it didn’t have far to go, given the mask still hugging my face and caging my mouth and nose, but there was no way i was taking off the mask now. the damage was done, and i couldn’t risk the embarrassment of anyone seeing me like this.

not when the more i sneezed, the more mess i could feel run down my chin, completely coating the lower half of my face and inside of my mask. feeling the spray of each sneeze against my mask only made my embarrassment about yet another public sneezing fit worse, my ears and cheeks reddening even more than my nose. i tried stifling again but realized it was pointless, resigning myself to walking as fast as i could while remaining upright as my body snapped forward with harsh, uncontrollable allergic sneezes. my only solace was the slight muffle the (now drenched) mask provided, keeping my head down and towards my chest as i sneezed and shuffled my feet clumsily along the sidewalk. i only ended up having to stop my awkward, sneezy speed-walking once in the remaining two blocks home, for a rogue rapid fit that came so fast, all i could do was stop in my tracks to sneeze over and over again into my mask, my chin tucked into my chest as i instinctively held my elbow up as if to cover the fit despite the mask.

by the time i got into my apartment i had sneezed probably 35 times into my mask and the mess trapped inside was clinging awkwardly to my ever flaring nostrils, making the still unsatisfied itch even more unbearable. it felt almost like purposeful torture, as if the sensation of the mask’s now cool, damp fabric against the existing need to sneeze had become someone who was lightly tickling my nose with a feather, playfully torturing my glistening nostrils as they twitched. my nose was so unbelievably itchy and impossible to ignore in those last few steps to my apartment that i couldn’t help but try to rub my nose against my chest as i fumbled with my keys to unlock the front door. it didn’t even register with me that i was doing it until i had the door open and realized how ineffective of a handsfree nose rubbing method that had been, my desperate attempt at relief only bothering my nose more.

i didn’t even get the door all the way closed behind me before i was sneezing again, my walk up the stairs made difficult by more sudden rapid-fire sneezes, but i was determined to make it all the way home before i lost complete control. even though i was virtually alone, i still had no intention of taking off the mask until i was truly alone and behind a closed, preferably locked door—the thought of anyone seeing how much of a mess i was behind the mask was unbearable, somehow even more embarrassing than all the actual public sneezing itself. it couldn’t have taken me more than seconds to unlock my apartment door, the final destination and end to this nightmare, but it felt agonizingly long as i sneezed in rapid sets of 3s that felt like they echoed up and down the stairs. literally all i could think about was ripping the mask off, finally freeing my nose of the sort of self-inducing allergic torture chamber my mask had become and burying my mouth and nose into about a dozen tissues at once to have the fit of my life (or at least this week 🤣),

i truly applaud this man for not only keeping these flowers alive but THRIVING to the point they’re still pollinating, even as the temperatures drop and leaves fall in the same backyard, but i can’t deny that i daydream about the day i don’t have to try to hold my breath as i walk down that block…

so yeah, i guess in the nicest and gentlest way possible, i can’t wait for this man’s flowers to die (or be moved to some nice imaginary greenhouse in a land far away)

[sneezarify]

“I already took allergy pills”

-Said sniffling and rubbing their nose after a huge (volley of) sneeze(s)

[overtake]

my favourite daniel ricciardo fact switches between his nut allergy and his fear of dogs. just hard to believe that man could be taken down by a walnut or roscoe hamilton.

[6slatflappy9]

Would anyone here enjoy a little 18+ content with sneezes ? Like sneezing with a little bottom view ?

I always sneeze coming out of the shower so maybe I can record at some point

[snzfanatic]

been super super into b/ones recently and fuckkkk so many random sneezes shoved in there, it’s dangerous

[nametakensff]

Reposting h/arry and k/im now with j/ean 💕 the d/isco e/lysium trinity is complete

[distantdiamondskyy]

It's spring!! I can be happy again!!!

[sunsetsnz]

bruh the pollen must be crazy at the minute because even I’M sneezing more and i’m so chronically un-sneezy

[daisiesonafield-blog]

" Absolutely terrible for my hay fever that" *rubs nose* - Harry at Wembley being showered with flowers by the fans. LOT London, night 3, Jun 16 2023 (x)

[snzluv3r]

have a miserable cold on top of the worst seasonal allergies i’ve ever had in my life and i have to say…i take back every single time i’ve ever called myself a sneezy mess because i think right now i truly am a Sneezy Mess. there’s no better way to describe my state of being right now i simply cant stop sneezing and sniffling and i sound like my nose is three times it’s size (it feels like it is too, with how swollen it is from both cold and allergies)

[sneezarify]

grass is really grassing and boyyyyy my nose has taken note.

I don’t know how else to describe this eternal itch, but it feels like my nose swollen and full of powdery pollen. I can feel it, coursing through my sinuses from the tip right to the top of my nose where my eyes meet the bridge.

I’m on an endless cycle… a constant barrage of fluttery tickles that build and build to an intense itchiness you just can’t ignore. It causes my nostrils to twitch dance and jig on my face as I hitch and itch until finally maybe I’ll sneeze… or just as likely, I’ll false start.

One things is for sure, there is nothing like that all consuming allergy itch, where you face is buzzing with tickling irritation to bring on some wickedly harsh sneezes.

I love the English countryside, but it does not like me.

[finniestoncrane]

Finnie Finnie Finnie !!! I love you <3

BOWIE BOWIE BOWIE i love you too you are the sweetest most adorable little bug and i am forever rooting for you and wishing you the best from afar and hoping that you get everything you want (including zero year eddie i swear if i step through a wormhole and find him i'm bringing him back for you u-u) 💚💚💚

[6slatflappy9]

It was a sunny afternoon, and Lisa and I, along with some friends, were lounging by the lake. The warmth of the sun mixed with the cool breeze coming off the water created the perfect summer day. We had a few beers, the music played softly in the background, and laughter filled the air. Everything seemed blissfully normal, or so I thought.

Lisa, my girlfriend, had always had a mischievous streak. She knew about my sneezing fetish, something that usually remained our little secret. Normally, her allergies provided enough opportunities for playful teasing, but today she had something else in mind. Unbeknownst to me, she had brought along a small vial of “Chhinkkni” sneezing powder, eager to play with my excitement in a new way.

As we sat on the sand, chatting and enjoying the day, Lisa suddenly turned away from me and buried her face into her bag. I noticed her taking a deep breath through her nose. When she turned back, I could see the glint in her eyes, slightly watery, and the hint of a smile tugging at her lips. My heart raced; I knew what she had done.

“I’m curious to see how you’ll handle this, dressed in just your swim trunks,” she whispered with a playful smirk.

Before I could respond, she was overtaken by an uncontrollable sneezing fit. “Ah-choo! Ah-choo! Ah-choo!” She sneezed over and over, each one more intense than the last. My friends, initially amused, started to count her sneezes after the first ten.

“Wow, Lisa! Where’s that coming from?” one of them asked, genuinely puzzled.

Lisa, barely able to catch her breath between sneezes, explained that something must have irritated her nose. No one had any idea that she had secretly used the sneezing powder.

Meanwhile, I was struggling to keep my composure. My pulse quickened, and I could feel my body reacting to each sneeze. Desperately, I flipped onto my stomach, hoping to hide my growing arousal from our friends. The sneezes kept coming, almost rhythmically, as if Lisa was in on some private joke only we understood.

After what felt like an eternity, the sneezes finally subsided. There was a brief pause, long enough for me to hope it was over. But then, with a sly smile, Lisa sniffed and triggered another round of sneezing, this time ten more in quick succession. I could feel my friends’ eyes on us, counting along as if it was all just a bit of fun.

“Forty-nine!” someone exclaimed as the final sneeze echoed across the beach. Lisa took out a tissue, blowing her nose and giving me a knowing glance.

I stayed on my stomach, pretending to be engrossed in something in the sand, waiting for my body to calm down. It took a full ten minutes before I dared to get up, by which time my friends had moved on to other conversations, unaware of the silent game Lisa and I had been playing.

As the day wore on, I couldn’t shake the image of Lisa’s eyes, filled with that mischievous glint, each time she sneezed. It was our little secret, tucked away in the warmth of the summer sun by the lake.

[whump-it-like-its-hot]

Whumpee laying sprawled out on the couch, wheezing, coughing, teary eyed. Their skin is red and blotchy, and their chest aches with each breath. They look absolutely miserable.

Caretaker walks in, appalled at the sight. This same morning, Whumpee was absolutely fine! What the hell happened?

They approach Whumpee, immediately putting a hand up to their forehead to check for a fever, but Whumpee swats their hand away. Their voice is hoarse as they speak, but it’s just audible enough for Caretaker to understand the two, simple words they mutter, a weary smile on their lips.

“…spring cleaning.”

[ghoul--doodle]

can we hear silly fun facts about bailey,,,

(like. fav color. any pets. allergies ,, etc.)

His favourite colour, probably unsurprisingly, is purple!

None as of yet! I had been debating on giving him a service dog but I’m still undecided on that :}

I think regardless of having a service animal if he was to pick an animal that he’d definitely want it’d be a dog anyway

Allergies! The wheel spinner I just spun says ‘no’, so he has no allergies

Most of the time he’ll sleep with a night light on! He hates it being completely dark, it freaks him out

He tends to avoid most public transport-! He’ll go most places on foot if he can manage it, if not he can drive, he’s just not a fan

His leopard plushie is called Bongo

He does not know why he named it that, he just knows that’s its name

He’s right handed

He doodles a lot!

He doesn’t classify himself as an artist or anything, it’s just something he does pretty passively when he’s bored

He draws in a more old cartooney/rubberhose style

He’s fairly short sighted! His glasses are perfectly functional- the right lense matches the left despite not particularly needing it to

He just doesn’t wanna wear a monocle JHSJFJ

He and Veronica first met when they were both relatively young!

He disappeared on her for a while after his accident but they found each other again :}

Oh!! And:

His favourite food is cheesecake 👍🏻

[nando161mando]

Bit of gardening before all this pollen knocks me the fuck out shortly.