#Snz thoughts

[sky-snz]

Their sweater might be thick, but you can still hear every little thing. The collar pulled up to cover their mouth and nose, their eyes shiny and blinking - the garment isn’t exactly made for that, yet they keep their grip on the fabric, pinching it just above the bridge of their nose.

And their eyes are expressive, shifting, glistening. You hear a thick, marshy sniffle, and a restrained clearing of their throat, bookended by some more quick snuffles. After some quiet breaths in the warm, blanketed air beneath their sweater, they sniffle again, hard and noisily. Their glazed over eyes have stilled. Looking ahead, at nothing in particular.

It’s slow, the resignation, but visibly all-consuming - there’s the crumpling of their brow, and a lengthy inhale that causes their chest to expand, their spine to straighten. A small shake of the head as their eyes shut.

Their shoulders shudder as they fold into their chest with a bursting, ticklish sneeze, their brow pinching with its necessity. Not daring to lower their sweater collar, they snuffle thickly, once, twice, threeee times, and sigh breathily. In the huff is a sound of dread that can only accompany such soupy sniffles - they know it’s going to happen again.

[stifletower]

question to the SF community, do y’all get turned on by *normal* sexy stuff or is it mainly just sneeze stuff? Like for me I get turned on by regular porn or like actual partners, specifically ones that have power dynamics, but NOTHING (and I mean nothing) compares to sneeze stuff. Combine overtly sexual content with sneeze stuff, I’m deceased. I actually kinda worry about that, because I truly want to feel that way irl with my partner, but I don’t rly think he’d indulge me if he knew idk. We’re not bad as we are, and I don’t know if I want him too, it just feels really personal. But holy hell does it do things to me thinking about it.

[warmasf]

Obsessed with sick cuddles. I love it when people have a bad cold and just long for affection and warmth. I love it when someone is sniffly and tired and feverish and cold, their body begging to be held and comforted. I love it when they lean into the touch of their caregiver/significant other with such pleading affection, they just need to be held. I love it when said caregiver holds them close and lets them rest their feverish head on their chest, whispering sweet nothings into their ear, because the poor thing just doesn’t feel good.

[skullysniffles]

A thought about sneezes while cuddling on the couch…

You lay contently upon the couch with a blanket tossed across your legs and your head resting in their lap. It’s been a brutal week so the lazy way they run fingers through your hair, nails lightly scratching your scalp, has your busy mind steadily losing focus. The threat of a nap has weighted your eyelids and the quiet hum of voices from the TV serves as delightfully negligible background noise.

Here you can finally rest.

Just as sleep edges into your vision, your eyes creeping closed, the soothing motion of their fingers pauses. You hear their breath catch quietly and can envision how their hand now hovers expectantly before their face.

One. Two. Three. Four heartbeats later their soft sigh delivers a stroke of disappointment. Your thoughts, all too quick to spark with arousal, begin to dissipate. Just a tease.

Their hand resumes its position, fingers once again combing through your hair. But only a moment later it suddenly stops again. They drag an abrupt gasp, their body suddenly jolting beneath you as a sneeze shatters the calm. They weren’t quick enough and a rush of mist kisses your cheek. Instantly they jolt again. Two more sneezes rattle out of them sounding desperately itchy and demanding. These appear to be better covered since the sound is slightly muffled behind their cupped hand. In the wake, you hear them sniffle and release a vocal exhale of relief.

“Guuhh, sorry.” They whisper with a hint of embarrassment.

“Mmm, bless you,” The words come out as a purr, a dead giveaway to the sizzling arousal now coursing through your veins. Gooseflesh dapples your neck when you rotate to gaze up at them, a smile pulling across your lips when you find them blurry eyed and rubbing a hand beneath their nose.

You certainly don’t feel like napping any longer.

[fetishccinealfredo]

behold, a thought that's inhabitated my singular brain cell:

✨sneezy men in suits!✨

a man in a suit, blowing his poor, stuffed up nose as he suffers a terrible, terrible, head cold.

a man in a suit, sneezing wetly into his sleeve as hay-fever takes a hold on him.

a man in a suit, fighting a huge sneeze, holding back; just for you.

the list goes on & on.....

[sky-snz]

(Overheard in a home decor store, in the incense section)

“No, not that one… *snff!* *sQck, snrFF!* She likes floral scents, I was thih- *g’hm!* I was thhihhnking… g’hh. *sNF!* Yeah, no, I’m, *ahem!* I’m fine. What about that one?”

…

“*snnnfff* Hmm… oh- *koff, koFF!* ‘Scuse me, heUh-?? hUHd!!’gxXckk!!-chieww -nNN’GxXGkk!!-unhh…. *snnrff!* ‘Scuse me. *snrff!* Ndo, I- *ah-hemm* thigk I’ll be fine, it was just a bit *ahem!* strong. *hsnrff!* *sqk-sQck*”

…

“You burd them? *snff* How? Oh, that’s… h-hahh! Oh, that does bake it sbell- AEH’CHIEWW!! -Ohh, excuse beehh’EEISSCHHh!! *sdrff!* Sorry, just give beehh… *snnrgk* Just give be ode seco’d…”

…

“eeEEsshieww!! … isschieww!! *hsnnrff* hAEH’SSCHHIOOoo!! … *sddrff!* unhh…”

…

“Sorry about that, whew. *snrk!* That ode was *k’hm!* a bit buch. Doe, I, haha! *sdrff!* Probably cad’t sbell too well right dow but I cad still… unhh, *sdrffh!* I cad still t-try…”

…

“Maybe lavender, I dod’t… hheh’I dod’t kdow if… hahh, *sNRFF!* If I could ha’dle bei’g arou’d it. Cuz I’b aller… hh’I’b ahh… HAEH’gxXGN!!-chiuh -ohh, excuse be. *snrf!* HAAD’KTCHggn!!-unhh, oh by god, *snNrk!* Allergic to lavender, and… *hsnngk!* Thagk you, by gosh. *snrgk!* Pardod be… yeah.”

…

“heiHHhh-? haAAHt’CHIEWWw!!! … *hsddrff!* Ugh… Oh god, *sdrf!* Thagk you. Baybe I should look at sobethi’g else for dow. *ahem* I’b getti’g a little *snrk!* lightheaded. Oh, thagk you... You sure? Heh, yeah, I really do deed it.”

[brandnewcouch]

there is something so violently hot about muffling a sneeze into a blanket

[warmasf]

Not snz but just general whump

The idea of someone literally “waking up with a fever” is so sweet to me. Just imagine whumpee at their partners house, having a slight headache and a weird feeling in their throat, but thinking nothing of it, taking a nap with partner and blaming it on being tired. In a few hours, whumpee wakes up to partner placing a cold flannel to their forehead and whispering their name into their ear.

“Hey, you gotta wake up baby, you’re burning up. Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t feeling good?” In a hushed voice.

Whumpee lets their eyes close as partner feels their cheeks and embrace them again. They feel terrible, but maybe waking up sick was the perfect catalyst for the love and care they so desperately desired.

[skullysniffles]

Hmmm, what of morning sneezes…

You wake to their body shifting closer at your back and a warm arm curling around you. Just as sleep starts to pull you under again, you hear their breath stagger. A quiet throaty sound right in your ear. You can feel their chest swell against you at such close proximity. Another shuddering breath followed by a short pause… arousal sizzling through you. When they duck against you, sneezing helplessly against your neck and shoulder, their whole body trembles from the force. Even their arm tightens around you as if they needed something to hold on to as this gnarly cold rattles them.

With a wet sniffle they curse in a raspy voice plagued with congestion. “Fu’gg, sorry.”

[his-tamine]

showering with your partner is already super intimate by itself... but what about showering with your SICK partner? not fucking around like usual, just making sure they stay safe and get clean, because they just feel so weak.

letting them lean on you to keep their balance - because their legs are all wobbly - while you scrub their back and shoulders. having to keep making sure they're not dozing off while you gently wash their hair. them sneezing so messily that you need to rewash their face, but you don't mind as long as they're taken care of.

idk idk I love domestic snz sm <3

[holdencaulfieldthinksyoureaphony]

Ok so here's what I'm thinking about tonight.

The intimacy and vulnerability of one partner telling the other exactly how they want their nose tended to. Hesitantly at first, and then with more detail as they realize that their partner isn't bothered and might actually be kinda into it?

"Ihht's so itchy... could you like... pinch it?"

"yeah just like that... maybe wrap the tissue around your knuckle and put some prehh- ehh -shit sorry, some pressure under the tip?"

"gahh that feels good. Really scrub it, ok? Seriously, you're helping so muhhh- ugh, so much. Fuck I really gotta sneeze though, is that ok? It's nooot feeling like it's guhhh- ooh, sorry. Not feeling like it's gonna be pretty..."

[sky-snz]

An itch that takes multiple good tries sneezes to get rid of.

One, to break the surface tension, a first hard hammer swing at the carnival game contraption, just barely enough to ring the bell at the top.

Two, to help it along. It’s followed by a mindless sniffle, and those have been much more plentiful, generous even, sometimes scratching the itch and sometimes shifting against the sensitive nasal membrane just the wrong way, and then they’re leaning back in the chair, knowing they’re about to reach-

Three, and at this point, they’re panting a little. Eyes that were once softly focused are now blinking, and wincing at the pressure and burning pressing into the left side of their sinuses, they sniffle again, gently pressing their fingers against warm, wet nostrils. 

Four and Five tear out unapologetically, seeming to barrel like cattle through a flimsy gate. They suck in a rather soupy sniffle, and sigh. Annoyance swims in their bleary eyes, which dart around for a couple of seconds before their other hand quickly reaches to pull a tissue from the box on their left. But the box’s contents are dwindling, and they have to shake the white delicate three-layered sheet for it to come out. They know they’ll need a second one, the fetching of which requires the same silly method. Quickly, they layer the tissues, and with their chest heaving with more preparatory breaths, lift them with a fairly dramatic gasp.

Sihh- Or... No. Not… Not yet? Siiii…. Sihhh’HIHH’—- No. Fuck.

They sigh, and sniff loudly, blinking down at the soft, neatly-folded landing pad they’ve acquired. In their frustration, they lift two fingers to scrub aggressively at the sore, indecisive appendage at the centre of their face, which can only offer a watery stream down their upper lip, through rounded nostrils that blush more deeply at the abuse. Clicking, squeaking, and another harsh sniffle whistles through the troubled, swollen passages, introducing cool air against newly aggravated, reddened stretches of irritated nasal membrane, their fingers finally relent, and-

Six. Seven. Some watery blinks, and an improvised series of eighth note breaths, and-

Eight, Nine, Ten; wrenching and useless,

Then a long, high-pitched gasp, pulled from the depths of their thorax, and out bursts Eleven, which mercilessly tears through damp layers of tissue. They feel the heat of a tear create a thin trail down their stiff, reddened face, before they sniffle again noisily and reach for more tissues that pull the poor, steadily hollowing box with them, tumbling across the table. Clutching the sodden wad of tissues to their disruptive nose, they one-handedly fold the new tissues and have to pinch the mess away from their warm, still-leaking nostrils before replacing them.

Twelve rips against the roof of their mouth, scraping the back of their throat and sending a hurricane blast of air and moisture that the tissues can barely contain. Awful, and the same time delicious - it sweeps the ticklish sensation away in one violent, punctuating go.

A pained, shaky mix of a sigh and groan creeps from their lips. That one must have hit the bell. Sitting there in a soft daze, they can feel the brass reverberations ringing between their temples.

[sniffli-danni]

ohhh my god... just thinking about stealthy/assassin/thief characters with allergies/loud sneezes and always having to stifle them... but around their partner they can finally let loose.

[skullysniffles]

Hnnggg, how about pillow talk sneezes.

Lying face to face as close as you can while still able to see one another. Listening quietly as they express their exhaustion from battling back their cold all day at work. You keep running your fingers through their hair, lightly scratching their scalp. Then a soft concern mixing with undeniable arousal when they cut themselves off abruptly, hurrying to bury their face into the pillow to muffle a trio of aggressive, body-shaking, sneezes only to resurface sniffling and whispering “S’cuse mbe.”

[oh-no-my-hand-slipped]

in your pinned post you said you help with the more academic side of things. Can you help explain good sneeze spellings and descriptions please? I use the same two in most of my stuff and I want to give the OCs in my head specific sneezes. I know how they sound but I don’t know how to write it down if that makes sense. Please send help.

Of course! I’m not exactly the expert on that sort of thing, but I am more than willing to help you out, especially since I’ve totally been there — you would not believe how I used to spell my sneezes.

Here’s a short little cheat sheet that you can use…although, if you need more specific examples, feel free to send another ask!

Releases:

______’CHNX! — a harsh stifle

______’CHH! — a less harsh stifle or more “polite” sneeze

_______’ TSH! — not quite a stifle, but a more controlled release

______’CHNXIEW! — failed stifle

______’CHNX’iew! — successful stifle with a false ending

______’CH’HIEW! — cartoony, or just more dramatic sneeze

______’CHIEW! — slightly cuter, but can be a basic sneeze

______’SHIEW! — basic wet sneeze

______’PTSHIEW! — can be cute based on volume, but can be used as basic

______’CHOO! — basic big sneeze

______’CHUH! — unapologetic, big sneeze

______’CHHHIEW! — big, wet sneeze

Build-Ups:

HUP’______! — caught off guard

HTCH’______! — basic, but usually leads to a bigger or wetter sneeze

HETCH’_______! — take cover; big and wet sneeze is on the way

HA’_______! — the jeans of build-ups; can go with pretty much anything; can also allow for bigger flares of the nostrils

GAH’______! — really caught off guard, or really didn’t want to sneeze

HIH’_______! — quick build-up; usually used for quicker, smaller, or cuter sneezes, but not always

RAH/GRAH’______! — animalistic; I usually just reserve this for furry content or monsters

Also, experiment with what gets capitalized and what doesn’t. Quiet parts can be completely lowercase, and louder completely uppercase. For example:

h’tsh! sounds a lot quieter than H’TSH!

Based on what part you want to emphasize, you can also bold or italicize. For example:

H’tsh! focuses more on the build-up, while h’TSH! focuses more on the release.

There are also COUNTLESS combinations, including within the same category (e.g TSHIEW!), so I would recommend experimenting to find what you like to use! Everyone’s spellings are different, and it depends a lot on style, tone, and plain personal preference.

Also, this is all based on my personal experience. While I tried to make it as foundational as possible, it is still quite possible you’ll have sneeze spellings very different from mine and other writers. And that’s okay! Just keep writing what makes sense and feels good to you.

Don’t worry, this gets easier with practice, I promise!

(And hey, if you are a more…auditory learner, maybe I’ll make a wav showcasing these different types of sneezes.)

[his-tamine]

a sneeze causing someone to cum earlier than intended >>>>

whether that be someone sneezing, whilst edging, and accidentally cumming before they intended to, OR someone sneezing on someone else, being what causes *them* to >:]