#micro macro snz

[thegiantsneeze]

(Was writing out a scenario and then it turned partially into a mini ficlet hybrid so enjoy whatever the heck this is.)

Also it is inspired loosely by this book cover I happened to see while browsing tumblr:

Imagine a giant who is the protector of a village. He stands taller than the nearby castle and wears an intimidating suit of armor. To the villagers it seems like he never rests and is an eternal guardian. None have seen his face and some even claim him to be a statue but if one looks closely the subtle rise and fall of his chest reveals him breathing beneath his armor.

This stoic aura of his is shattered one day when a particularly breezy burst of wind wafts a puff of pollen into the visor of his helm to be sucked into his nostrils. At first there is no sign of anything being amiss. The villagers go throughout their day oblivious. But soon a battle begins to brew as the giant's nose begins to rebel in irritation.

The towering knight tries his best to fight the urge and to hold fast against this assault of his nostrils. His colossal nostrils flared, twitching slightly, and a low, guttural sound escaped his throat, half a growl, half a groan of irritation. Some of the more vigilant villagers might begin to notice his colossal form shifting slightly. An armored hand tightening around his massive sword, a slight twitch of his helmet.

This knight is a warrior. He has fought mighty battles and served this kingdom for generations. And now he couldn't even hold back a puny sneeze. The irritation and pressure mount as he tries to stand firm but it's no use. A faint, tickling breeze spiraled up from the ground, swirling with more pollen and dust, its subtle caress tormenting the sensitive inner walls of the giant's enormous nose.

"Huhhh- huhhh-" His colossal voice booms with hitching breaths and an intake of air like a great gale. Now the villagers began to stop what they were doing and watch with concern. Air pools in the giant's tremendous chest. His armor creaks against the strain. The first sound was low, drawn-out, and trembling with the promise of something monumental. His breathing hitched unevenly, growing louder and more erratic, the giant's massive chest rising and falling like rolling thunderclouds.

"Uhhh-hhuh-hhh-!!" He can no longer fight it. The battle is lost. His brows knitted together, furrowed with the overwhelming itch that spread like wildfire, deep and insistent. His nose twitched again, nostrils flaring wide enough to engulf entire trees. All of this was hidden behind his vast dark helm. The same helm that begins to tilt back in anticipation.

"The Great Knight!" On villager might call out as she points to their struggling guardian. "He's about to sneeze!"

"He's gonna blow!" Shouts another one. "Everyone find cover!"

Panic ensues below as the giant continues his struggle. His eyes flutter closed. His breath was thunderous, roaring in and out like the tides of an angry ocean. The sensation was unbearable now, prickling and teasing relentlessly at the back of his cavernous nasal passages.

“HHHHHUUUUUHHHHHHHhhhh…” His head tipped back even farther, eyes squeezing shut as his entire frame quaked with the sheer force of his inhale. The sound built higher and higher, a storm preparing to unleash its fury, his breath whistling faintly as it dragged through his nostrils.

And then... the giant's chest settles. Has he somehow won the impossible battle?

"HUUUAAAHHHH… HHHUUUUUAAAAHHHHHH—SSSHHHHHHHOOOOOOOO!!" The sneeze explodes from him with a thunderous roar. The interior of his helm is thoroughly coated in his own mucus. The force of his sneeze is enough to cause chaos below, villagers go flying, and weaker homes are blown asunder. Worst of all the force is enough to send the giant himself pinwheeling backwards. He only manages to completely halt himself from falling and crushing villagers by catching himself on one of the castle's towers... which promptly crumbles under his weight.

The giant groaned, sniffing deeply as the last echoes of his thunderous sneeze faded into the distance. The destruction caused by his sneeze fills the giant with horror.

Even more horrifying; he feels another sneeze coming on.

[guppygiggles]

Just some doodles of various… things, aheh…

[matinbrackets]

Big nostrils.

But, like, BIG nostrils.

Like, so big you can crawl inside them.

So you crawl inside them and feel the sensitive hairs tickling your body, tickling the nostrils as they alert the nose to the intruder. You feel the nostrils grow and shrink around you as they flare, and you feel every detail of the nasal membranes, now moist and oozing mucus.

Nostrils SO big that you can lead an expedition into them, your footsteps and those of your peers causing ticklish vibrations like echoes through a cave. You can travel deeper and deeper, bringing that infuriating itch deeper and deeper with you, and the need for a release to builds and builds.

Nostrils SO BIG an army can flood them, with flags flying and banners soaring, teasing, taunting. Nostrils that flare bigger and bigger. Nostrils that twitch and itch with a burning need to-

Big nostrils that quiver and shake.

Big nostrils that hitch unsteadily.

Big nostrils that just can't take the abuse.

Big nostrils that finally get pushed over the edge, and they flare wildly one last time, taking in all the air they can before they release it all with a huge

AH

HAHH

AHAHHH

HI'GYACHIIIEEEEWWWW!!!

Yeah. I like that. 🤤

[sfblah]

Okay hear me out

A nose ring that's actually like a city for tiny people, or maybe like a research station for tiny people to study the giant person's nose.

[quosterswampdregs]

Looks like Nolki won the fic poll! And funny enough, I actually have a 2-year-old fic about Nolki and two normal-sized canines that I realize I NEVER posted!! So here you all go, featuring Nolki, Kyle, and Morse: A camping trip goes wayward when one of them makes a discovery...

"Kyle!! You’ll never believe what I’ve found!”

An arctic fox came jogging out of the shrouded lodgepole pine forest, shrugging off his traveling backpack in favor of a metallic water bottle to press up to his maw. Morse, exhausted from his morning run, had stirred the restless dingo from his camping tent, who peered lazily at the canopy of lush greens and yellows. A proud mountain rested over the crowns of conifers, which all leaned towards the east in a lazy stretch, before stiffening out westward. Strange winds, warm winds, too.

Kyle, equipped in a simple tee and cargo shorts, pushed himself up fully after supporting his upper weight with his forearms. The dingo uttered to himself with great disinterest—what had his friend’s tail flying with great vigor behind him, anyway?

“Why bring it up if I won’t believe it?” Yawned Kyle to Morse, “what, you found another toad in your tent? Good morning, by the way.”

“No no no, I swear it’s more interesting than that, by a long shot!”

“Wh…whhyyy, are your pants covered in dirt? The sun’s barely up and you’ve gotten yourself into something.”

“Augh!!” Morse curled his upper lip and his large ears found their gravity. Kyle gave a start as he was suddenly taken by the wrist and dragged forward by his shorter friend, who was pawing through the dense foliage from the way he came. He still had his water bottle clenched in the leading hand, using it to nudge away stems of ferns and undergrowth. “It’s just gonna be easier if I show you!”

“H-hwuh?! Hey!! Wait!”

Easier, sure, but damn, nothing could have ever prepared Kyle for what sat before him. Only after sampling mouthfuls of forest leaves and branches from being dragged by the paw by little Morse, did Kyle stare forward, aghast with curiosity. In a secondary clearing, only ten minutes of a stride away was a large, chartreuse mass sitting proudly, tucked away neatly with surrounding foliage and trees. Two caverns, both exerting waves of warmth at uneven intervals, sat side by side; caverns by the likes of which Kyle had never seen before. Whatever this was, it seemed almost alive—fleshy, hued in a mossy green tone, and leaking with some sort of liquid that slickened the pinkening walls further back.

A sudden ripple of air combed past the gawking canid and the vulpine, drawing leaves from trees and ferns into the dark depths before them. All of the trees leaned in as if listening in for the gossip of the woods, before relaxing and pointing back to the sky—Kyle, transfixed, watched the leaves spill out lazily against the trembling walls.

“Alright…” Kyle fixed his shark-tooth necklace against his shirt, and Morse shouldered his hexagonal gold-wire glasses further on his face, “Morse, I dunno what the hell you found, but it’s cool…”

“What did I tell you!?” The arctic fox leaped at such a statement, rushing forward to one of the two caverns. It was about five feet in height, which meant that Morse could barely stand up fully once he clambered onto the fleshy surface that sank under his weight. He kept his ears down, as pointing them caused them to brush up against the ceiling.

“No ifs or hows or alsos, you’re just…! Going in?”

“I mean, sure…!” Morse’s voice echoed by the time his tail slipped in after and snuck into one of the trembling caverns, “I wanna know what’s back here!”

Well, peer pressure had its rules, did it not? Kyle was trying his best to speak logistics, but ironically, he was muttering them out as he hoisted himself into the slick, soft, and warm cavern after his friend. It was weird, very weird; to his touch, the ground sank, and the entrance of the cavern lost its solid composure, expanding once, twice, thrice…? And relaxing. Or at least, shrinking again. Thick, clear slime accumulated on the roof of the cave, and Kyle had to hunch down on his hands and knees to avoid touching most of it. His tail dragged along the base of the area around him, and at one point, a shuddering jolt made him flatten out on his stomach, winding himself completely. 

“Yeesh, Morse, it looks like it narrows way up there!!” Kyle huffed in an attempt to catch his breath, seeing that the arctic fox crouched at a certain section with a dip, pinching off the way further—save for a one-foot-tall gap. Morse crouched, lifting his wagging tail that brushed against the slick walls, causing them to visually react and wrinkle away from the featherlight touches. Kyle stumbled uneasily while the floor began to move.

“Morse?”

“I think I could—ngh—squeeeeze in there if I really tried, looks roomy on the other side!”

Not that Kyle had any time to object before he was wiggling and thrashing, kicking his little paws as he tried to worm his way through the crevice offered by this strange cavern. Kyle opened his mouth to speak, but a sudden blast of air came from behind him, throwing him forward against his friend’s backside, who yipped with the accompaniment of a noise only comparable to a vacuum tube being shoved up to a latex balloon.

“Holy hell!!” Kyle shrieked and staggered back, watching Morse’s lower half writhe and kick with confusion. “Morse!! Morse, you good buddy?? What the—?!”

“Mmrggh! Mngghghhh!!”

“What??”

“Mmrkay!!”

“You’re good?” Kyle stammered, receiving a wagging tail in response. Talk about winds today, what on earth?! “-uhhhhh, well! Good. Lemme pull you out…”

Or at least, make an attempt to. His fur had slickened with the strange…mucus-like slime, so his grip wasn’t half the strength it could be. That, and well, telling by the thrashing and little kicks of desperation, he was pretty stuck either way. There was no way he could get him out, not like this.

“Hmm..we got rope back at camp…! I could try to pull you out that way…are you good with waiting like, twenty minutes?” He offered, receiving a noise of acknowledgment and a wagging tail. Kyle nodded—not quite sure why, given his friend couldn’t see him. “Don’t go anywhere!! Not that I think you will!”

Kyle fled from the cave, surprised by the warmth the outside world offered. As promised, he grabbed his bag from his tent, looking to the tree crowns with the two, brown mountains in the near distance.

Two? He swore there was only one before…one of them flicked, mountains don’t flick, Kyle’s ear flicked back as a natural response.

“Mnuhhh…?”

The sound was absolutely tremendous. Kyle wasn’t expecting it, but he watched in fear as flocks of birds fled from the crowns of pine trees. It was coming from whence the dingo came—a beast of some sorts? He took his defense kit with him, grabbing a stray leafy pine branch off of a tree as he bolted after it. Whatever it was, he couldn’t leave Morse stuck in a cave while that thing was roaming around.

“Hey!” He called in a deep bark, charging through the undergrowth with his pine-needle-twig in hand, “you leave my fr…?”

Nothing, just the flaring and trembling caverns before him, sat upon a row of pearly white teeth, green gums, and a tongue that slipped out past the front teeth to shove and lick against a thin but sturdy septum. The line of its septum was unmoving, allowing the skin of its nostrils to envelop the tip of its tongue, before both caverns—both nostrils, hastily flared and shrank, sniffling and snorting with massive irritation. Those weren’t caves, this was a nose that belonged to the steady, sturdy muzzle of some macro canid..! Kyle, quickly turning pink under his fur, took a few hasty steps back. If that was the case, Morse was in there!

“hhHehh..?! HhhHEH?! EHhhschhuhhw!!”

Barely having any time to react, a forceful sneeze caused Kyle to fall flat on his tail, misted over by a spray of warmth and moisture. It dispersed like a morning fog, leaving his fur standing on end.

“A-! Woah! Hey hey hey!!” Kyle attempted shakily, rushing forward to grab the Macro’s septum with both his paws. He gulped as peach-toned fur and thick whiskers led the way for the green eyes that lazily and tearfully fluttered open. “Easy big guy!! Don’t uhhh…! Don’t panic!!”

See, this wasn’t Kyle’s first encounter with macros; they tended to roam these areas, and Kyle had had a few close encounters with them…don’t ask. Or do, he just won’t tell.

“Udh…mnhHhgh??” uttered the macro, whose gaping nostrils flared to reveal poor Morse, his upper half still stuck, tail thrashing about with defiance. He had his feet planted though, which meant he had slipped out a little! His tail was wagging high, high enough to spark a light bulb in Kyle's head.

Oh, how incriminating this was, Kyle was blushing at the thought—if he could tickle the nose of this big guy, a good sneeze could set his friend free—not often would he get such an excuse to do this, but hey! When the opportunity strikes.

“Yeah, that’s my buddy. I’m gonna get him out, okay?”

He couldn’t tell if his tiny voice could even register, but Kyle stepped into the flaring nostril nonetheless. The twig in his hand was brushing feverishly along the responsive, trembling nasal walls, his tail coaxing against his inner septum with all of his strength and irritability. 

“Hehh…h-h-hHdhk! Hhuhh?”

The sound was frantic and desperate, reverberating all around him in this tunnel of irritation. With his free, remaining hand, he held onto Morse by the base of his tail, guiding it to the tissue that had him pinned and stationary. It began to loosen as the nose flexed, and he was slowly slipping out against the suction he was bound to.

“Udh..hhuh…! HhHHUH- Hh-hhHUH!!”

“Please work…” wince Kyle, who braced for impact. He grit his teeth and pinned his ears in as much of a brace he could muster.

“Huh- hHUEESHHhhuhhw!!”

With enormous force, Kyle was launched out of one of the Macro’s nostrils, his arctic fox friend in tow. The two tumbled, end over end, and Morse was the first to sit up dizzily, coated in mucus and soggy leaves.

“Get down!!” Kyle hissed, grabbing Morse by the scruff and yanking them behind the bush as the Macro hazily stood to full height, towering hundreds of feet above the trees. Runny nose, lazy eyes, and a short, tucked tail. He rubbed his nose from above, wiping his palm on his chest fur with a bit of confusion. He likely didn’t even notice them, by the tells of it, given how he quietly and begrudgingly lumbered away.

“Morse…?” Whispered Kyle, laughing to himself with an exasperated face.

“Uh-huh…?” The fox was on the ground, staring up at the sky with shock.

“Remind me to second-guess things more, if you would?”

[maxsnzsblog]

can't stop thinking about micro crawling through macro's nose and every little movement making the nose twitch and itch, getting redder and runnier as micro gets deeper

[kitti-bun]

Seeing a micro character inside a big giant’s nose 🫠 im developing a kink

Or

Reading a fic about it and it’s in specific detail

[his-tamine]

i just wanna leave bite marks/imprints all over a huge man's arms and titties, but nooo i have to like go to "work" and shit like what the fuck even is this dawg

[sneezygiant]

Got a sudden burst of motivation. One shot with two random characters

A little over 1,000 words

Mess and a single bong hit

_________

Sammy was  laying on his couch, eyes closed with a stupid smile on his face. Aimed at nothing. He was chilling with his best friend, Blade. Blade wasn't an average best friend, no- Blade was a mere three inches tall, and lying lazily on the bridge of Sam's nose.

 Sam gave a lazily hum, blinking his eyes open, and stretching out his arms and legs. That led to him sitting up, of course followed by little protests from the borrower. Who had to right himself so he didn't fall right off of sammy's face.

  "Hey! Warning next time? I could have fallen…and I was comfortable-you jerk!" Blade protested as he gave a harsh tug to the piercing implanted into the bridge of Sam's nose. Right between the brows.

 "So wha' if ye fall off me face? Ye got wings, an' tha' cute itty bitty tail." Sam teased with a bit of a laugh, leaning over to pick up a gorgeous,glass bong that had been sitting on the floor.

 Sam held the bong to his lips, fishing around the couch for a lighter, until he found one. A deep breath out, a click of a lighter, a deep breath in, and of course- more protests from the little man sitting atop his nose.

"So what if I have wings? I could have been asleep! You're just careless and I don't want to hit the ground!" Blade whined, poking a pointer finger into Sam's eyebrow.

Sam gave a snort of amusement, before giving a slight huff through his nose, blinking thrice heavily. The snort had pushed the smoke into the back of his nose, starting a teasing tingle.

"Ye snore like a , snf!, Like a black bear in tha' middle o' their wint'ah sleep." Sam tried to tease playfully, much to Blade's annoyance. Blade's tail gave a few upset flicks as the little man crossed his arms. That wasn't helping the tickle in the bigger's nose.

Sam quickly put his bong down, not wishing to break it. He gave a strong sniff, bringing a hand up to knuckle at his nose. Being mindful of the septum piercing he had. Blade started to put his situation together as soon as Sam's eyes got hazy with a distant look, and it wasn't because he was high. It was all confirmed when Same spoke up airily, breath starting to hitch.

"I'm..g-goon…nuuuuuh! Huuuuh!... Gonna…sn-snu…snf! Huuh…uuhH! Gonna sn-snee..snuuuuuh!"

 

Sam had tried to warn, but ended up trailing off as his eyes fluttered closed, chin tilting up. It was too late now, the sneeze was the only thing dominating Sammy's mind. Blade, and where he was sitting, momentarily escaping his mind. 

The 'giant' huffed and puffed, pointed ears tipping down as he lazily brought up a hand to his face.

"Hey hey hey! You can't sneeze now! Stop!" Blade squeaked out in a panic, raising his wing to try to fly away, but it was too late. two more lazy hitches forced themselves out of Sam's throat, leading into a sloppy sneeze right into the palm of his hand. The action flinging Blade into the palm of his hand as well.

"Hiiih….huuUUH. HUH'DHiiih….huuUUH. HUH'DTSHEIIW! "

Fortunately for Blade, the sneeze had been dry. Unfortunately, Blade knew Sam wasn't done. Sam always sneezed in multiple, often odd numbers. Not to mention how mindless Sam could be. For these reasons, Blade tried to scramble out of Sam's hand as fast as he could.

Lady luck was not on Blade's side, as soon as he got the slightest bit up, he was met with a sneeze. A sneeze that misted spray onto the small man. Sam's sneezes were showing signs of becoming wet, and that definitely wasn't good.

"Heeeeh…heeh…snf! Huuuuh…HUUUH! HUH'DTSHIEEEW! snf…! SNF!....hiiih….HIIIIHH?" 

"Turn your head away at least, you mindless beast!" Blade snapped, glaring up at his friend's pre-sneeze face. He knew Sam wasn't listening, consumed by the need to sneeze. Mouth slack, nose scrunched and starting to run, nostrils flaring as Sam took uncertain-itching breaths, eyes squeezed closed.

"HIIiiih! hhhhhh! HIH'TSHEEIIW!! Snnnnfff! Huh….huuuhh….snf…..huuuh…snf…snnNNFF!"

A third sneeze, a wet sneeze, assaulted poor blade. The clear spray plastered his hair to his face, drenching his clothes; making them cling to his small body, as well as sodding his feathered wings. Trapping him until the itch cleared itself from his best friend's sinuses.

Blade just wanted Sam to stop sneezing, but the runny nose, distant look in his eyes, and all the huffing puffing, and sniffling Sam was doing, it wouldn't be likely.

"Snnnf…. Huuuhh…hhh!! Hiiih…." Sam's breath continued to hitch, his eyebrows knitting together as the sneeze momentairly played with him. He then abruptly gave two final sneezes, yet again onto the palm of his hand. Each wetter than the last.

"HIH'TSHIIEEW!!! huuuh….huuuh! hhuUHHHDSHHHEEEW!...snnnnff…guuhhh.." 

The sneezes blasted out of Sam, him giving a sniffle,and a soft groan. Poor Blade was absolutely drenched in clear, warm slime, and he definitely wasn't happy about it. He stood up and purposely shook as much clear mucus as he could off his arms and wings.

The little man scowled up at his bigger friend, who still had a bit of a dazed look in his eyes, but that was just a post sneeze daze. 

Sam also had mess running down his face unashamedly, strands over his parted lil, and drinking down his chin on just a few drops. Not to mention the utter mess in his hand. If he pulled his fingers apart they would have webbed.

"I'mb…snf! I'mb so sorry Blade, tha' smoke…made me nose….itch." Samuel apologized, a sheepish smile on his face, absentmindedly bringing his other hand up so he could swipe at his nose with his sleeve.

" Health." The borrower growled through clenched . "Now put me on the ground, I need a bath." Blade huffed, pointing to the floor to empathize his point.

Samuel gave a soft pout, feeling a tad guilty. He gave a nod and ever so carefully placed his buddy onto the ground, repeating "I'm sorry Blade" then mumbling "realla I am" 

Blade marched to a mousehole, going in them peeking out again, softening just the slightest. "It's fine, you're just an idiot. I don't even know why I'm friends with you." The borrow said in an annoyed huff.

"Now clean yourself up and blow your nose!" Blade then slightly snapped before disappearing completely into the walls, going to go take a bath.

[nametakensff]

Just curious!

Something I've been thinking about for a while to fill the periods where I'm out of work between contracts (London expensive), and also because I've had fun with non-fet commissions in the past!

I'll put together a price sheet if there's interest, but for the kind of things I draw, see below! Some more details under the readmore 💫

- OCs / fanart / self inserts all good!

- Happy to draw furries!

- I know that all the above examples of art are men but *so* happy to draw all genders

- NSFW is fine

- Goes without saying, one would hope, but no minors - as commissioners or to be drawn. MUST be 18+ to commission me!

- Just focusing on snz art for now (overlapping kinks welcome as long as snz is the main focus eg macro/micro)

- Won't draw real people (live action characters fine)

I'll provide further details if there is enough confirmed interest. Thank you if you've read this far <3

[thegiantsneeze]

Thinking about tinies at the mercy of giant sneezes in the way that humans are at the mercy of any force of nature.

Trying in vain to get an unaware giant's attention, their miniscule voice far too small to reach them, only to see the slightest twitch of the giant's face, the twitch of their nose, as a storm brews within them. They move forward, ever curious and maybe a bit concerned for the giant whose head hovers above them. The giant's eyes flutter shut as some force overtakes them, a tickling in their nostrils.

By the time the tiny realizes what's going on the giant's nostrils are already flaring many times the tiny's size and all encompassing. The pressure builds. The tiny tries to run but air swooshes around them rushing like a powerful gale as, unaware of the chaos they are causing below them, the giant sucks air in and the sneeze builds and builds, "Ahhh- Ah- Ahhhhh..."

Then with a monstrous roar the giant's sneeze finally explodes out of them, "CHOOOOO!" It's like a thunderclap of raw power rocketing the tiny away and spraying snot far bigger than any raindrop upon them.

A barely memorable moment to the giant. A simple sneeze. Yet it rocks the tiny's whole world like a hurricane.

[chaos-proffessa]

Ok guys I don't post about hazbin hotel or helluva boss much

Spoilers for the new helluva boss ep btw so feel free to scroll or save for later

Ok so .... SATAN KINDA HOT NGL

Like literally and holy shit bro so many snz ideas man ok so like

First of all

He BIG!! like stature wise so many ways for micro macro sort of fun things and then also also WHEN HE HUFFS OUT HIS NOSE ITS LIKE GALEXY LIKE SPACE UO IN THERE!! IMAGINE THE SNZ ART OF THIS MAN WOTH HIS GALEXY ASS SNEEZES OMG SOMEONE NEEDS TO DO THAT!!

Imagine stary mess and galexy spray guys omg

[dustynrosy]

❧ [ ♡ LIBRARY | TAGS | RQS/COMMS: RQS CLOSED, COMMS PENDING ♡ ] ☙

Hi there, darlings! I’m Rose, your effeminate adult nonbinary trans man guide -- my pronouns are he/him and my age is in the blog description -- and welcome to my tickles + sneezes blog!

Not super new to the sneezing community, but especially not new in the tickling community as I formerly go by squishypunks, punkdelicacy, phezantly and gaygalesis from what I can recall.

This itty-bitty space of mine is 21+ ONLY, as while it’ll have SFW content, it’ll ALSO be filled with NON-SFW content, for tickling and sneezing are both kinks for me while simultaneously are stuff that I’m obsessed with the fluffy, wholesome and tender aspects of them as well.

Anyone around 18+ can interact with my posts if they want! But I prefer to talk to and receive messages with those around my age group. Those under the following ages AND/OR have no age/indicator anywhere on their blog will be blocked!

Sometimes I’ll post drawings, fanfics and headcanons. Other times I’ll mostly reblog content, or misc. posts from other people. Although more scattered out than organized.

It will be male-focused, as I'm a gay homosexual for men, but I do plan to make female-focused content at some point for the women lovers!

❧ INTERESTS & DISINTERESTS:

✅ - Ace Attorney + Great Ace Attorney // Apex Legends // Bayonetta // Dead by Daylight // Devil May Cry // Dislyte // Ghost Trick: Phantom Detective // Hi-Fi Rush // Identity V // JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure // Metal Gear Solid + Rising // Monster Prom + Camp + Roadtrip + Con // No Straight Roads // OFF (game) // OK K.O.! Let’s Be Heroes // Palia // Pokémon // Psychonauts // Saints Row // Sam & Max // Scott Pilgrim // Stardew Valley // Smile For Me // Skullgirls // Space Channel 5: Part 2 // Team Fortress 2 // Yakuza

❌ - danganronpa // Hazbin Hotel + Helluva Boss // Homestuck + Hiveswap // Mouthwashing // Anything that's popular or horror-based, really. Sorry--

❧ YAYS & NAYS:

✅ - sick and/or hurt + comfort -- allergies -- sneeze-inducing, cheer-up tickles -- interrogation -- tickle torture -- tickle fights/wrestling -- T4T -- consensual, build-up/hitching/staving -- humans, humanoids, monsters, maybe anthros? -- aftercare, ticklegasms -- sneezegasms -- teasing, tickle talk, baby-talk + mock sympathy -- usage of tk + snz tools + machines -- doctors + scientists (bonus points if Evil) -- bondage -- micro/macro

❌ - emeto (!!!) -- pregnancy (!!!) -- excessive mess -- under 18 -- feedism/weight gain/fat kink -- fatshaming/bodyshaming -- discrimination and sexualization towards race, gender, sexuality, mental disorders and disabilities -- diseases/other illnesses -- choking/aspyxation/breath play (!!!) -- noncon -- hypno -- distress/pain -- old/elderly characters -- use of animals (furries are fine, and yes, this does include use of Pokémon in content of the sort or anything similar) -- CGL/mommy/daddy stuff -- puppy boy/girl stuff -- sissification/forced-feminization (!!!) (Because of these, please don’t use the word f3mb0y around me nor refer to me as one. Thanks.) -- irl people/celebrities + v/pngtubers -- sexism/misanthropy -- piss/omo -- scat, diapers -- vore

Anything not listed you’re curious about? Feel free to ask/DM me about it!

[sfblah]

Friendly wholesome woodsman x shy clumsy giantess wife.

And naturally lots of stuff makes her sneeze.

She tries to stifle, but every now and then one gets away from her. I imagine her sneezes being more loud and blustery than destructive, but still pretty forceful ofc. She needs a hug but she's too beeg.

[accidentalmistress]

New Intro Post - Read before interacting

Since my Master Post seems to get longer all the time, I thought it might be a good idea to separate out my little "about me" section into its own post so I could go into a little more detail without making my Master Post cluttered.

Hi there! I'm Reed, a disabled, femme enby on the asexual spectrum. Welcome to my snzfucker blog! This is where I post stories, wavs, and other nonsense that has to do with sneezing (and the occasional non-snz post). Let's establish a few overall ground rules:

Please do not interact with me/my content if you are a minor. I can't stop you from looking, but please keep it to yourself for now. Stay safe out there, and come back when you're older.

Please have some indication of your age on your blog if you are going to interact with me. You can give a generalization or range instead of an exact number, but please give me some way of knowing you aren't a minor or a bot!

Please don't reblog my posts to non-kink blogs. I know some folks may follow or like posts from their main, but let's keep snz posts within containment!

I'm open to asks and chatting, although I tend to be a bit shy and may not reply right away 😅 I do ask that the following be kept in mind:

I generally don't like going too in depth into kink stuff right off the bat. I'd rather be treated as a whole person than a sex object.

Please don't ask me to roleplay.

Explicit sexual discussions make me uncomfortable, being ace.

I am very fond of compliments, so long as they aren't too explicit or personal.

"Your sneezes are so hot 😩"; "I looove your content 😍" ✅ OK

"God you make me cum so hard"; "I'd love to tease that nose of yours 😈" 🚫 NOT OK

I can't guarantee that I'll get to them, but feel free to send requests and/or suggestions for writing or wavs.

Things I'm into:

Allergies, masc snz, snz that blurs gender lines (especially femboys), buildups, holdbacks, inducing, feathers, dust; skinny, nerdy guys with big noses and glasses who are embarrassed and apologetic about their sneezes 🫠 (I may have a Type)

Things that I'm neutral about/can enjoy in the right circumstances:

Spray, fem snz, photic snz, some illness content, macro/micro, anthro/monster snz, whump

Things I dislike:

Contagion, emeto, screaming "Dad" sneezes, heavy mess, the word "snot", bodily fluids in general, explicit depictions of genitalia

Other things to know about me:

I am not a naturally sneezy person, and the only thing that I have found that will get me to sneeze reliably is chhinkni.

I'm married and in an ethically non-monogamous relationship. This does not mean that I'm "easy" or interested in casual relationships.

Large age gaps can make me uncomfortable. I don't mind generally interacting with people who are younger or older than I am, but I prefer that those interactions remain friendly. Please don't flirt with me if I'm old enough to be your parent 😅

That's pretty much it! Don't be a creep or a jerk, and we should get along just fine.

[nostrildamus]

4, 5, 7 and 15 for the asks? 💕

why but of course~💕

4. Do you like to induce yourself? If so, how often do you do so?

I actually do sometimes enjoy inducing! Tragically though, I rarely have the time or the privacy to do so, so it's usually relegated to special occasions waaaaahhhh. I enjoy sneezing for others, so any time I induce I sure as hell am gonna try to record it and share with fellow snzfuckers <3 Being induced by someone else tho? Now that's where it's at.

5. Do you have a sneezing pattern? (ex. you always sneeze 3 times)

I think I'm kind of inconsistent tbh!! It's always at least 2 in a row these days though. Sometimes they're rapid and back to back, almost overlapping, sometimes there's a torturous pause between them where my nose is just on fire. At most I'll have 4 in a row (naturally), if I'm inducing or using chinkkni tho then it's all out the window, my sneezes are all over the place haha.

7. If someone gets off to your content, would you wanna know?

Oh 100%! Like I said I enjoy sneezing for others, but also making snz art for people to enjoy! I just like knowing that I can make y'all horny one way or another, what can I say I'm lowkey a slut for attention lol. So if u ever get off to my wavs or my art, please let me know, it is immensely flattering (and sometimes hot) to know someone has nut to my content 😌💕

15. Do you have any other kinks?

Oh man I sure do. A lot of them admittedly I only enjoy in combination with the sneeze kink (my main kink/fetish) but just to give an idea:

-size kink (i.e. macro/micro, size difference, hyper, etc.)

-praise/humiliation (I enjoy receiving both but also giving in some cases)

-exhibitionism/public stuff (works great with the snz kink because you can snz for someone in public and nobody will bat an eye LMAO)

-orgasm denial (probably as nsfw as I'll get on this list)

-medical (something about cold, clinical talk gets to me dfgxsfsfd)

Anyhow, thank u for the asks NT!! Hope my answers are satisfactory 💕