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When the snz video has allergen inducing 👀👀👀

WHEN THE VIDEO SHOWS THEM DOING THE INDUCING 😍😍😍😳😳😳🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

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Getting a few snzcanons out of my system, sorry 🙈✨

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Guess what I just finishhedd 😈

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Explaining how itchy and sneezy their nose is, is soooo hot to me🥰

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-do not reblog to non-kink blogs!-

In which bucky is very allergic and… things happen. This is sorta nsfw idk I mean Buck is literally having an allergen shoved up his nose so 🫡🫡🫡 proceed with caution:

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It’s 10 in the morning on an unusually sunny November day when Steve slides his rolling chair over to Bucky, whose legs dangle off an exam table. Bruce stands off to the side with a clipboard and pen, watching intently with his glasses perched on the bridge of his nose.

“Alright,” Steve sighs with an almost apologetic smile. He looks up at Bucky with sympathetic eyes as he snaps on a pair of latex gloves. “This’ll be good, Buck. Once your system gets used to exposure, it’ll be easier to fight off any allergic reactions.”

Bucky merely shrugs, definitely less than thrilled to be subject to medical tests after spending an eternity being poked and prodded by Hydra. However, he trusts Steve. Perhaps he’d be less nonchalant if it was anyone else, but it is Steve, so Bucky takes a deep breath.

Steve holds up a long, thick and fuzzy rod of ragweed, its pollen potent and strong. “I’m going to put this in your nose, but you have to hold back your sneezing for as long as possible, okay?”

“Okay,” Bucky replies. This should be fun, he thinks sarcastically.

Steve carefully maneuvers the ragweed up into Bucky’s left nostril, immediately triggering a frenzy of quivering from both sides of his nose.

“Woah,” Bucky coughs, flinching. He can distinctly hear the sounds of Bruce’s pen scribbling down some notes from the corner of the room.

“You’re okay, Buck,” Steve says reassuringly. He slowly moves the ragweed farther up Bucky’s nose.

All at once, Bucky’s breathing starts to get erratic. They sound less like actual breaths and more like short, sharp hitches. A few tears spill onto his cheeks, his eyelids fighting to flutter closed against the teasing, stimulating sensation.

Steve bites his lip. He can see how hard Bucky’s fighting to hold back. The poor guy’s nostrils have flared to nearly double their size, both of them wet and pinkish; and each breathy little gasp sounds more and more desperate.

“Keep it together, honey. You’re doing great,” Steve encourages, holding the long rod of ragweed tightly in his grasp against all of Bucky’s squirming.

“It t-tickles…” Bucky stutters, head tilted upwards as if to discourage the building sneezes from reaching fruition. The fluffiness of the plant’s pollen strokes the walls of his nasal cavities in such a teasing manner that he has to grip the exam table as he fights to keep himself together.

I can do this, he tells himself. I won’t sneeze. I won’t sneeze. I won’t—

Then Steve starts twisting the long grass back and forth, and Bucky can’t help but rear his head back.

“Heh’h’hh…! S-S-Stehhh…!”

“I know, Buck,” Steve says, keeping a careful watch over Bucky’s pink, slick, quivering nostrils.

“I-I c-can’t— hehH-! G-gonna— huh- hUH—”

A pitchy gasp makes Steve pull the rod from Bucky’s nose and grab a handful of tissues, getting them to Bucky’s face just in time.

“HUH’TSHCHOO!! huh’AATTSSSHHHHoo!! Oh god, snf, I’m— HAH’DXXT!”

Bucky lets out sneeze after sneeze, his nose barely giving him any room at all to get out a single thought.

“Fuck— NGKXT! NGTSH! H’NGXT! Sorry— NGXT’SH! I’m so— MPKTSHHT! Itchy— huh’ISH-ISH-ISHHH!!!”

By now Steve has stood up from his chair in order to better catch as many of his boyfriend’s desperate sneezes as possible; though he might be there for a while.

“huuuurrrrIIISSCCHH!! hh’RRRSHHOO- ISHOO- ISH- ISH- IH’TSCH!!”

“Bless you, honey. Bucky- jeez- god bless you!!”

Suddenly, Bucky pulls away, leaving Steve momentarily confused. “Buck—?”

“Guh… I’m not- huh- done—” Bucky puts a hand out to keep Steve from coming closer before turning his head away, letting himself sneeze uncovered. “huh’PTSH! HPTSHHH! PTDSHHH! TSH DTSH KTSHH KDSHH!!”

Steve resigns himself to comfortingly rubbing Bucky’s back while the poor guy gets the sneezes out of his head.

“hg’XTSH! g’TSH! ih- iH- IH’GXXT! Oh god,” Bucky whimpers, wet nostrils twitching wildly, his nose desperate to expel every last bit of ragweed pollen from his system. “It tickles so bad…! EIISSH! EHH’SHOO!”

Bucky practically moans after those last two sneezes. His whole head feels like it’s stuffed with cotton, and no matter how much or hard or messily he sneezes, the itch doesn’t go away. At this point, he’s not sure if he’ll ever stop sneezing.

“Bucky, hey,” Steve says, holding a handful of tissues at the ready. “Turn towards me, honey.”

With teary eyes screwed shut and nose wrinkled up, Bucky vigorously shakes his head. “I... I can’t—ehhh’shoo! ah’SHIEW! eh’SHHIEWW!!”

“Aw, Buck…” Steve murmurs under his breath. “You poor thing.”

Finally, after stifling about a dozen more sneezes, Bucky starts to slow down.

“Nghh… snfff… god…” he grumbles, all wet and congested. He accepts the clean tissues Steve holds out to him and blows his nose.

Bruce checks his watch then scribbles down a few more notes. He chews on his pen while reading over his papers. Meanwhile Steve rubs Bucky’s sinuses, the latter drowsily slumped against the former’s chest.

“Hm,” Bruce says apprehensively. He pushes his glasses higher up his nose as he lifts his head from his clipboard. “This is going to take longer than I thought.”

“You mean,” Bucky weakly pipes up, “I have to do this, snfff, again??”

Steve moves his pinched fingers in soothing circles against the bridge of Bucky’s inflamed nose, trying to alleviate some of the lingering discomfort and pressure.

Bruce nods apologetically, which causes Bucky to groan and bury his face into Steve’s t-shirt.

“Don’t worry, Buck,” Steve says softly. “I’ll be with you the whole time.”

Bucky just sighs, farther from thrilled than he could possibly be.

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When the person says "Sorry, I g-got to..." or "So sorry, but I hhh-have to...", or "Ugh, excuse mbe, I think I'b about t-hhhoo..." and they want to say "sneeze", but instead of saying it, their body finishes their sentence for them and they erupt into the most ticklish, forceful, desperate, body-wrenching wet sneeze...

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Thinking about a big nose with flaring nostrils. Sniffing and wiggling. Taking a tissue tip and caressing their nostrils. Twitching and flaring.

They sniffle, they snort. Their nostrils flare twice as big and getting all red and irritated.

Until they let out a gigantic sneeze, blowing back your hair and wiggling their nostrils from the force of their gigantic messy sneezes.

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love the "sneezing due to the dust from opening up an old book" trope

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You’d ordered me not to sneeze. A punishment, especially during the worst allergy season of the year. I’d been so good, but my nose pretty much never stopped tickling, and I just couldn’t take it anymore. So you come home to find me with a feather up my nose, hitching and building towards that first release…

…and you slide a single finger under my nose. “No,” you command. “Don’t you dare.” The finger is all I’m going to get, and somehow I HAVE to hold back, even if it feels impossible. You can torment and control my nose all you want. I’m yours.

(please please feel free to respond in ask/dm or replies to this post, snezblr go crazy!)

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How about trunks + ticklish torture >:D

Also your stuff is FIRE love it so much

Keirie and Amalie indulging together...

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Horny ramble ahead, oops

Hey snzfuckers, if you know me then you know I'm forever a slut for gigantic sneezes and huge, impossible to ignore noses. But every now and then my horniness for these things kicks up to. This is one of those times. I have the most intense desire to have someone with a big, unwieldy, sneezy nose and massively wide nostrils to let me tend to it intimately throughout their horrible allergy season (which let's be real, is every season for them). Just marveling at the power of their nose and how helpless they are to control it as they scream sneeze after earth-shattering sneeze.

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do you ever listen to the same wav over and over again to the point you know exactly how to time it so you **** when you get to that sneeze. or are you normal

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Dusty closet❤️

Ce//cil is very allergic to dust, as well as other things-

DO NOT REPOST TO NON SNZ BLOGS, THANK YOU!!!!

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imagining someone inducing another person w a feather, slightly dipping the tip into their nostrils and prickling at their septum mercilessly will do it every single time for me

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dramatic sneezers <3 people who gasp and hitch and let the urge to sneeze overtake them

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anonymous comm of a BIG boy gearing up for an even BIGGER sneeze!!

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FOR ONCE I came up with a character concept and actually followed through with it with art

enter: Quannah! ✨

Quannah is the big nosed, allergic model that has been in my brain forever and I finally put to ““paper”“. So yeah, she’s allergic to most animals and sensitive to a buuuuunch of different fragrances. She usually tries not to let her nose get in the way of her photoshoots but as you can see in the bottom pic, that doesn’t always pan out.

But yeah feel free to look as respectfully or disrespectfully as you choose 😌