#snz thought

[vibing-lizard-nose]

I love depictions of someone realizing they have a bit of temperature:

"I think you have a fever" - from someone else to the sickie. or... "I feel too warm" - from the sickie to another person.

But can we talk about all the other symptoms of someone developing a fever? Those little details make the reading experience so much better. It makes you feel pity for the poor sickie.

I'd love to see more of these golden nuggets:

Glossy eyes/eyes tearing up involuntarily.

Feeling heavy and sluggish all day/struggling with body weakness.

Eyes stinging from the heat, causing them to rub them.

Being told they look restless/tired more than once.

Flushed face AND ears, shoulders and neck are great too.

REDDEN LIPS! have you ever seen a cold person istg-

Dazed / distracted look, like they're thinking all the time.

Little groans / whimpers when moving because it hurts.

Eyes tearing up NOT involuntarily, they feel really bad.

Saying they don't feel hungry/thirsty but downing water like crazy.

Tender throats when drinking cold things, makes them wince.

Given the last two points, choking on water. Classic.

Slow reflexes, they are more clumsy than usual. Swaying on feet.

Stuffed-up headaches, lightheaded and/or having dizziness spells.

Passing out momentarily/knocked out cold. Womp Womp/aff.

Body sore and achy, from fever and constantly banging on stuff.

Nausea from the dizziness, it may or may not end of throwing up.

Tummy aches related to the cause of the fever! Those are good.

Seeking warmth because they feel "cold". They're burning up.

Additionally, someone notices how hot they are. "You're cold???"

Having fever dreams before/after noticing the fever. Daww...

And my personal favorite...

They try to carry on their activities as usual with two extra layers of clothes on them, and feeling off but blaming it on anything other than being sick, then feeling like absolute shit after they realize they are running a fever and, probably, are very sick too.

What's your favorite telltale symptoms from someone with fever?

[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.

[vivxc]

I love the way colds or allergies destroy a man’s ego and make them all flustered and shy bc they can’t help but sneeze and blow their nose every few minutes. Like the idea of it is just 😮‍💨🤌

[sneezarify]

A horny, shy fetishist who’s prone to terrible unstoppable desperate sneezing fits. I’m talking 10, 12, 15 sometimes 20 sneezes in one go.

Well, today they can tell they’re due a fit. A persistent tickle has plagued their nose all day…. and that’s bad, because with that tickles comes that warm flicker of arousal. You see sneezing turns them on, always has, hell even the tickle turns them on, and after 15 sneezes they’re rock hard every time.

They've been sat at their desk for hours snorting, sniffling, jostling and nudging at their nose, but now it’s getting dangerous. Their nostrils won’t stop flaring! The itch has become their sole focus. Their nose feels, somehow, bigger more inflamed as the tickle grows.

Fuck! their breath catches, “HEHH…HEH-NGGGXT - NGGXXT” they groan after two rapid fire stifles slip out…and their cock throbs in response.

At least no one heard, they think… Getting blessed just adds to the arousal.

They try and stay calm, but it doesn’t take long for their breathing to get unsteady and shaky again, they beg not to sneeze again but “EHHH-NGXT… HEH-NGGGXT-CHEW…ahhh..aaahhh… ahhh!! ...AHHHH-NGGGXX-CHEWW”… fuck! Each sneeze is such a horrible, sexy tease. Especially when they loose control of stifling, and a wet mist coats their arm.

This time they receive chorus of “bless yous” and it drives them absolutely wild. His cock stands to attention.

But they can’t focus on that, because at this point their nose feels itchier than ever, and before they can even achieve a full sniffle … “HAHH!! HHHAARRSHU, HAARRSHHHUU….” 9 back to back sneezes expel themselves from their nose.

The coworker next to him blessing each sneeze in shock! Bewildered and concerned at that almighty sneeze display.

He keeps his dripping wet hands clasped over his nose, before he sniffs, and looks up, sheepishly wiping them on his trousers. As expected he’s now ruby red, his heart pulsing, and sniffly. His rock hard cock straining against his trousers. Of course he’s unable to move for tissues until he’s feeling a little calmer downstairs.

“thank you” he stutters. Eyes on his computer pretending to work as his cock strains against his trousers.

[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.”

[immaculatesnz]

Someone who's normally very thorough about covering their sneezes being too exhausted and/or feverish to even turn away from their partner during a fit

When it's over, all they can do is groan and mutter a weak apology, expecting to be met with disgust but seeing only concern on their lover's face.

"You're really not feeling well, aren't you?"

[brandnewcouch]

there’s just something about the intimacy of giving someone a sinus massage to relieve the pressure from a terrible cold. not only does it require physical closeness, but it also requires someone giving you full control of the most vulnerable part of their face. and then if you pair that with sneezing? heaven

[vocalhitches]

why am i so embarrassed to look up “[favorite character] sneeze” like it’s gonna get me on an fbi watchlist or something

[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.....

[vibing-lizard-nose]

"You're allergic to that?"

So I have this scenario in mind: TW allergies, a bit of mess.

Character A comes from a family of metalworkers, their whole family has worked on a blacksmith making iron tools for decades. A is the youngest of their family and moves out to study/work on the city, away from home.

Some days later, they meet Character B who, much to their surprise, come from a line of carpenters. A moves in with B because they both go to the same college/workplace and living together is convenient.

There's one catch though: B does their wood related projects on their shared living room. A doesn't particularly mind this as they're used to the noise of electric tools going on and off all the time.

But as time goes by, A realized there's something off about this place. Ever since he moved in with B, they've been feeling weird.

The first sign was the weird pain in their ears, almost as if they were blocked and pulsing. They thought it was a tooth cavity, but upon coming back from a check-up they were sure that was not the reason.

Then the pain migrated to their face, and they found themselves congested beyond explanation. Might be a cold, moving from one place to another makes travelers sick as far as they know. But weeks go by, and there was no fever or another symptom that suggested the presence of a viral infection.

Except… the sneezing. They had never in their life experienced something like this. In a small town with only their family around, they had only ever seen people get like this when they got sick. But they knew there were more hints of a cold than just sneezes and sniffles, specially if they were the ones that made the person lay in bed for weeks.

But this was different.

And only then did they realized something else.

The day that everything stopped. The uncomfortable feeling on their ears and face, the unceasing drippy nose, the congestion. Everything stop almost too quickly. They might've gotten used to it by now.

Up until this point, they wasn't been a word about it with B. When they manage to have a bit of a chat one day during B's day off, B brings up the fact that they had finish working on those wooden crockery. The client had been very specific about the wood kind and shape of the cups. But at least it was over and they could rest. A congratulated B for finishing.

Although, internally, they had the brief thought that maybe this had something to do with the weird ordeal they had been dealing with, but they quickly brushed the idea off.

It wasn't too long until this idea sparked in them again after they woke up one morning, feeling worse than they had ever felt, the electric chainsaw a faint rattle in the living room.

Now this had to be some sort of wicked prank someone has playing on them, they didn't have a single week of freedom for this curse and the bloody thing came back? Unbelievable.

A decides is time to ask B about this. Maybe there was something in the apartment ventilation that was not functioning correctly. Or maybe they had some sort of pest that was going around spreading gems and gross stuff. They weren't sure but they knew B must knew a thing or two about the house.

As soon as they open the door of their room and step out to head into the living room, a scent flooded the air.

Wow. A was not away that carpenters had to use chemicals THIS strong, it was only wood for someone's sake! Unbelievable.

A aproches B and this hints B to turn off their tools, take off their mask and face their housemate for whatever inquiry they had.

A takes a breath, ready to unravel the secret of their mysterious problem to the only person that might give them an answer. It takes just one breath for chaos to break out.

The familiar tickle of a sneeze overwhelmed them, but instead of feeling like a small mouse softly trailing around, It felt like a stampede of elephants running eagerly to escape out of their nose. One sharp hitching breath later and a loud, obnoxious, desperate sneeze rushed out of them like it had been waiting to be let free for ages. It took them their last bit of control to turn their head as to not spray snot all over their companion.

This was ridiculous. THEY were specially ridiculous. And if they weren't, they sure looked like it.

They tries to say something, to apologize for their lack of manners when another sneeze, equally scandalous, came out like trying to catch up with the first one. Then followed another one, and another one. Soon it looked like they had only came to sneeze in front of their housemate who, needless to say, was slightly confused by what was happening.

A was running out of air. Oh shit. But every little breath they took in, it came right off with double the force. This was an unstoppable cycle of gasping and sneezing, and they were growing more worried about it not ending with every passing sneezes.

Finally, after witnessing enough, B takes A by the shoulders and guides them towards the kitchen. They help A by turning on the water on the sink and pressing on their back, a sign for them to bend and rinse their nose and face.

That was instant relief. Not that they hadn't tried this before, showers tended to ease whatever was bugging them. But in this particular moment and very particular situation, it felt like heaven for a second. After a few minutes, they had regained enough strength and air to straighten and grab the towel that B was offering them to dry their face off.

"Well, that was something." B started, arms crossed and a look of their face that was a mix of concern and a bit of a smirk. "I got worried when you reached the 20th one, thought you would faint or worse."

"You were counting?" Said A, baffled. "You're a bit of an ass."

"What? I needed to make sure you were actually dying or something, and not having really bad seasonal allergies." Argued B, rolling their eyes. "Coffins are hard to make and you don't get a free one just for living with me." There's a hint of sarcasm to the way B said that, and this made A stare at him for a moment.

"I don't have allergies-" Said A, sounding very much congested. They winced at the quality of their own voice and sniffled. "At least, not that I can think of."

Unbelievable, thought B. They looked A up and down, and went back up to scan their face. B took a moment to specially take in the red-rimmed, puffy eyes and the flush on their face that seemed to concentrate the most on the tip of their dripping nose.

B raised an eyebrow at A, like pointing out something obvious. "Are you sure about that?" came out in a more condescending way than they had wanted to, but really now. This was all too silly to be true.

"I've lived near forests my whole life and never have I ever felt like this!" A protested. "I never showed any sign of allergies or anything when I was a kid, I can't have any now." They looked too sure of themselves.

"You do realize that you can develop allergies later in life?" Explained B. "And you don't have to live in the forest to know if you have any allergies, you go to the doctor for tests. That's how it works." And B didn't want to brag about knowing basic biology knowledge, but this really felt like teaching a caveman complex calculus.

A remained silent for a moment, processing what had just been giving to them like a slow-running computer.

Eventually they looked up. "But what would I be allergic to? Any kind of metal? Can't be. Worked with those my whole life." They looked more confused now.

B hummed, a naughty idea forming in their head. "Since when have you been like this?" They said, rubbing a hand under their chin.

"Since I moved in." Said A, looking like they probably should've said this earlier. "Oh- but it stopped like a week ago, a bit less probably." They interrupted their own silence. "And I woke up feeling like shit again this morning, that's what- uh... what I wanted to tell you before."

B hummed a bit longer, although they were not thinking anything this time, they were just considering if they could get away with their idea without getting beaten up. "I think I know what it is." They said, smugly, then took out one of their dirty woodwork cloths out of their pocket.

Before A could even ask what were they doing, B shook the cloth right in front of A's face.

The reaction was immediate.

A loud gasp just like before, and a big, rattly sneeze surged out of them. Then followed another one, and another one. It looked like there was a fourth on the way and was getting stuck. Being a bit of a bastard, B delicately swiped the cloth under A's nose. A's nostrils grew wide as their eyes shut and one last powerful sneezes finally came out.

As pathetic as this seemed, B seemed to be enjoying this all too much. They helped A to do the water rinse again, just like the last time. Afterwards, they seemed a bit more relaxed about the whole situation and giggled.

"I think it's the pine sawdust." Said B, handing B a tissue when their nose started to act up again.

"But I've been out when pines bloom and that has never done something nearly as bad as this." Remembered A. "Sure it does tickle a little, but- it's pollen. Everyone feels like that around it."

"Oh I should know, I'm allergic to it." Said B confidently like it was something to brag about. "But not everyone is affected by just the pollen." And with that, B takes a small 10-unit blister pack of allergy medication and hands it to A.

"You're allergic to that?" A scoffed, before lowering their eyes to inspect what they had been handed.

"It's perfectly possible to have little to no reaction to pine pollen, but having a disaster with the sawdust. It comes from the wood, it worked a little different." Said B, kindly. The shift on behavior seemed a little weird to A, but nevertheless sweet. Maybe this was something someone else had told them when they discovered they had allergies.

"well... thanks." A looked at the blister pack, motionless. They stared at it like it was going to bite them. "And thanks for the help. I had no idea about these things, y'know?" A hint of a smile, but they were clearly embarrassed.

"No biggie, it's all cool." Said B, ready to open the kitchen door back again. "I think I'll stop the work on that table for today, that little brat of a customer can wait an extra day." This brought a smile to A's face, and their smile brought an even bigger one to B's face. "Do try to get a mask when you're around the house though, and go get your allergies checked by a doctor when you can." Said B, finally putting their mask back to leave the kitchen, closing the door behind them.

There A sat, on a kitchen chair. Only thinking how could such a messy and unpredictable thing as a weird allergy could bring someone you had barely talked with to form a kind of bond with you. It did felt nice though, now thinking about that too. To feel taken care of an not just another one of the dozen on siblings on a house. It felt special and unique to have this kind of attention.

And to think all it took was a bit of sawdust and a sneeze.

[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.

[snzluv3r]

I know in ur muffled wav you mentioned you couldn't imagine how loud they would be if you didn't muffle them......but I for one very much would like to imagine and/or hear how loud they would be 👀🥺

(Also bless you a TON as always ❤️)

alright anon, here it is!! make sure your volume isn’t on too high because these were extremely harsh and i did absolutely nothing to hold them back or make them quieter 🙈 this was from a few weeks ago when i was off my allergy meds and my sneezes were just so much more intense than usual, but they felt very good

thank you for the request and the blesses, i appreciate it!!

[sneezarify]

People who can’t/won’t stifle. There’s a special place in heaven waiting for u istg <3

[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.

[brandnewcouch]

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

[shivveres]

when someones sneezes are tumbling over each other, one after the other with no time to catch their breath, but suddenly one odd sneeze requires more buildup than all the others and comes out even stronger😩

pls tell me if this makes sense, its my favorite thing😭