#snz experience

[snzyspencer]

Read the tags and saw you don't mind if we talk about your wavs sooooo

If i had a coworker sneezing like that all day i wouldn't get any work done. And the thought of you doing a presentation with such a bad, sneezy cold...nose dripping and sneezing all over the place dear godd i got a lot of feelings from taht. Thank you for sharing the wav!

(And since you said we can be horny...i read your other post and i'm thinking about a presenter with a cold who can't just get out of the presentation. Just before they open the doors, they explode with a fit not covering at all as sneezes pour out of their poor contagious nose since they're alone. Since cold germs can linger for up to ten minutes in the air, the crowd enters without knowing how sneezy the air they just walked through is. The cold is so terrible that they struggle to get their tissue up in time to cover, or maybe their tissue is too messy to be useful anymore. They try their best to cover up but sneezes most often escape their bright red nose and shower the unlucky first few rows with a mist of their germs. Between the pre-sneezed air and constant spraying of aa cold through the long presentation anyone in that crowd would be bound to wake up with the sneeziest cold the next day.)

I’m glad you liked the wav!

Honestly with how many people were exposed to me during my presentations I wouldn’t doubt that a good number of them may start feeling a tickle in their nose or throat a couple days later. I know at least two people who sit next to me in lectures came down with a cold a couple days after I got sick.

#and yes I do honestly love to hear that other people enjoy my wavs/snzario/whatever so never be afraid to tell me #snz kink #snzblr #snz blog #snz fet #snz fucker #snz #snzfucker #snzario #sneeze kink #snz scenario #snz experience #contagion #sick #sick kink #cw illness #cw contamination #cw contagion #cold sneezes

[undercover-horn-blog]

A has a cold that lingers. They've been ill for what feels like weeks at this point. The initial sympathy from those around them has tipped into irritation. The bless yous have turned into shut ups. Friends and colleagues go "you're annoying, you know" when they cough or sneeze, and they're only partly joking.

Everybody is so over it. Except for B. B is as sympathetic as they were when A first came down with this. B still asks "How are you feeling today?" in a concerned tone, blesses them very sweetly, offers tea and tissues... B will always care.

#sicknarios #sicknario #whump #whump writing #can be romantic or platonic #i'm partial to platonic for some reason #just awww i want to experience this in real life omggg <3 #snz #snzblr #snz kink #snz thoughts

[nobodybetterlookatme]

Anyway I feel like there's not enough love for ranch hands and other similar jobs, and there's literally so much there. Someone allergic/sensitive to hay having to handle it pretty much every single day, deep cleaning the barn and getting set off by the dust, allergic to one or more of the animals they have to work with, being outside all day working in the middle of allergy season, not getting even a few hours of rest when they catch a cold because there's too much that needs to be done and there's nobody else to do it, having to sit in the rain and fix a fence post when they're already coming down with something. I could go on, like I really feel like we're sleeping on this too much.

#snz #snz kink #based almost entirely off my own experiences lmao #that's how i know there's substance #also if you're into the more stoic 'if I'm breathing i can work' type people #kinda standoffish and not particularly enjoying human company let alone concern #literally perfect

[mochisnz]

when someone sneezes and you bless them and they give the most embarrassed and whiny little “thank you” ???? man i live for that shit

#not from personal experience #ok maybe from personal experience #i am so down bad for this man #snzblr #snzfucker #snz #snz kink #snz fet #sneeze #sneeze kink #sneezefucker #snzario #snz things

[kushami-hime]

Alrighty! Guys, I think this went way better than anticipated. Only negative is...half stifles make my sneezes really...REALLY messy, lol. BUT! They sound pretty good, I think. Not going for anything too crazy, yknow?

Hope you guys like it! Feel free to give feedback and such <3

#snzblr #snz kink #snzfucker #sneeze kink #kushami wavs #snz wav #kushami experiments

[hachiibun]

Commission for @chaoticfeathers of Ver/gil from D/M/C being a grumpy allergic half-demon guy

If you like my drawings, and are willing and able to do so, please consider commissioning me, pledging to my Patreon, or donating through ko-fi ☕! You're not obliged to, but every bit helps to keep me living decently and I really do appreciate it!

❗ PLEASE NO REBLOGGING TO NON-KINK BLOGS ❗

#snz #snz art #hachiisnzart #d/m/c ver/gil #chaoticfeathers #hachiibunart #the vest was an experience

[clovesnz]

dude i was reflecting on my childhood, and i feel like the show magic school bus probably served as the childhood awakening for like, so many people with weird, body-related fetishes. like, it was my awakening for snz, and i’ve heard at least one other story of it happening for someone with another kink, and i just kind of hate that for us. like that show was so freaky and i kind of dreaded having to watch it as a kid cause i always knew it was either going to disturb me or make me feel weird. i mean the episodes about like, marine biology or whatever were cool. but dear god, the psychic damage i withstood having to watch the pollen themed and cold theme episodes 😭

#snz #not sexy just the kind of thing that makes you want to crawl in a hole and die #did anyone else experience this?? 😭

[prismaticpollen]

one mystery solved, now I know what not to do with chhinkni.

ahh, chhinkni, the holy powder, full of menthol and various other things perfectly formulated to clear out human airways in the most dramatic way possible. a vital tool in any snzfucker’s toolbelt, but be warned!

whatever you do, don’t try to sniff it directly off the outside of the vial when some of it gets stuck to the rim. don’t be like me, trust me, just don’t.

on the bright side I finally know what a real fit feels like!

#snz kink #snzfucker #snzbian #snz obs #prismatic obs #idk why i did this #it was definitely an experience #might delete later

[snzyspencer]

Little snz experience I had today:

I was in the car with my friend, and they asked if they could say something out of pocket. I said they could.

They then proceeded to drop that they tried filming a sneeze video for me yesterday but struggled to induce..

The way my stomach flipped. I told them not to tell me stuff like that while I’m driving 💀

They’re the only irl person who knows about my kink, but they’ve also never played into it so this came out of the blue. I’m not complaining though…

#snz kink #snzblr #snz blog #snz fet #snz fucker #snz #snzfucker #sneeze kink #snz experience

[nobodybetterlookatme]

So I went to hang out with one of my work friends today bc he's going through it, and on top of everything else I think he's got real bad allergies or a cold right now bc he was a total wreck. Like I swear he was sneezing so much and he had a bit of a cough. And he was crying a lot of the time we were together so I was hugging him bc that's the only thing I know how to do when someone is having emotions, and luckily it was enough but then he kept having to pull away to sneeze. And eventually I just told him it was fine as I was trying not to die, and he just ended up sneezing into my shoulder and then feeling bad and apologizing and crying harder, so that was just a whole cycle for several hours and I'm still just sitting here thinking about it

#snz #snz kink #snzblr #snez #snzfucker #I'm so lucky I'm not attracted to him #but that was a fucking experience

[pixelatedraindrops]

Yuma looks so cute with a cold ;w; 💕

(under read for minor snz content kinda)

don't stand in the rain too long silly 🤧💦

#YAY MORE SPRITE EDITS :D #IT COULD ALSO BE ALLERGIES #rain code #master detective archives: rain code #yuma kokohead #whumpcode #my edits #sprite edit #pixeledits #yeeeaah it was only a matter of time before I dived into this kinda territory or at least experimented with it #sick edit #cold #cold whump #illness whump #sneeze #snz #sneezeblr #snzblr #I felt like I had to tag it because it technically does count right? #IT'S NOT A KINK TO ME THOUGH #anyway look at this poor sniffly baby ;w; #kanai's rain may as well be a torture chamber for him #I pretty much just cut and pasted whenever his nose leaked in his crying canon sprites and made these edits LMAO #someone get him some nose spray cough syrup and warm tea ;w;

[selene-and-the-cold]

So I was playing around with that character ai thing for the first time, trying to create a character. Apparently, he's quite the drama-queen...

#not sure how i feel about character ai but I was curious #An entire YEAR?! Now come on... #Snz experiments #Colds

[kushami-hime]

I honestly can't tell I'd these are getting better or worse, I think it's getting worse @_@ he needs to sound rougher but not too rough to where he sounds like B/akugo and I wanted to give a distinct snz? Like if you hear him in later audios you'll know it's K/irishima.

Idk man I'm gettin a little discouraged but I have multiple K/iri audios that I wanna do...!

#Kushami wavs #Kushami experiments #This sucks #Fuck #snzblr #snz kink #snzfucker #sneeze kink #snz wav #k/irishima e/ijirou #SoundCloud

[sneezydarliing]

I know I'm really the only fu/ku/za/wa enjoyer here but I had to post this art by @/just-a-nervous-bean

#dont want to tag and bother her #go comm her its a very good experience! easily the best of all the people ive comm'd before #will be staring at this for ages now #snz stuff #i need a personal tag

[groundcontrol21]

Sicktember #26

Prompt #26: Tickle in the Throat

Character(s): Jonathan Lindsay (remember him?)

Title: Suffering in Silence

Summary: Perhaps Jonathan Lindsay should not have gone into Parliament with a brewing cold; in any case, he is here now, and he will not interrupt the proceedings by coughing.

Notes: If any of you were a fly on the wall back in the day, you may recognize the lines of Parliamentary speech that I stole directly from Edmund Burke’s 1774 speech On American Taxation to the House of Commons. Considering this takes place 20 years before and in the House of Lords, you may be like why, but just remember this is, at the end of the day, a snz fic and I stole the least interesting and most generic bits. 

On a good day, listening to the petty gripes and cosseted rhetoric of his fellow Lords at Parliament gave Jonathan Lindsay a headache, but on a day such as this one when his head was already pounding without such assistance–well, he was beginning to entertain a private fantasy of bashing his temples in with the speaker’s gavel. Sarah had recognized his headache the moment he blinked at her in the morning sunlight (and really, when had they started deciphering each other’s pain based on some sort of invisible semaphore?) and advised him not to go, for he would soon be falling ill. Jonathan agreed with her on the outcome but not the time frame, arguing that he had at least another day of a throbbing head before the rest of his symptoms followed, and so he could last a day in Parliament. 

But now, he was beginning to wonder whether his wife did not possess some powers of divination. Jonathan’s throat was beginning to tickle, but it absolutely would not do to cough. He resolved to do his best to ignore it, but the speech currently being given to the Lords by Baron Lord George Southcote was not providing the type of riveting distraction needed to make such a thing possible.

“It is so said in the paper in my hand.” Southcote held up the paper for emphasis, and Jonathan felt his headache grow. “A paper which I constantly carry about; which I have often used, and shall often use again…”

Perhaps a small clearing of the throat would rid him of the sensation.

“Though I find myself mistaken…”

If anything, the endeavor to clear his throat only increased Jonathan’s urgent need to cough, and so he changed course. Perhaps if he exhaled forcefully, his body would be fooled into thinking he had coughed, and would be satisfied and allow him to be rid of this torment.

“…he will still permit me to use the privilege of an old friendship; he will permit me to apply myself to the House under the sanction of his authority…”

Jonathan tried a half-cough, a breathy, airy little thing, which somehow made his throat itch all the more. 

“...and, on the various grounds he has measured out, to submit to you the poor opinions which I have formed upon a matter of importance….”

If the man continued on in this manner, Jonathan truly did not know if he could survive the session. He had not even glimpsed the barest glint of an argument beginning to form on Southcote’s lips, and already there were tears pricking at Jonathan’s eyes from the effort of trying to restrain his coughs. Still, he focused on controlling them with all the discipline of the harshest aesthetic. 

“...enough to demand the fullest consideration I could bestow upon it.”

Since attempting to suppress his coughs by sheer force of will was clearly not working, Jonathan tried to meet the next paroxysm with a well-timed swallow. Unfortunately, this led to a veritable burning in his throat, as well as a split-second eruption, before Jonathan could clamp his mouth shut and reign in the sound once more.

The interruption turned a few heads, but did not capture the attention of Lord Southcote, who droned on as unflappably as ever. “He has stated to the House two grounds of deliberation…”

As Southcote continued on, oblivious to Jonathan’s private misery, Jonathan found himself increasingly willingly to trade not-insignificant fineries for a throat so robust as his. For here Jonathan was, throat dry as a tobacco leaf and struggling to keep quiet after scarcely having said a word all day, meanwhile Southcote could prattle for hours about nothing at all with a voice smooth as silk and strong as iron.

“But before I go into that large consideration, because I would omit nothing that can give the House satisfaction…”

With no end to either of his present miseries in sight, Jonathan resolved to grant himself a real, albeit controlled cough in the hopes that it would satisfy the infernal urge once and for all. The instant he did so, however, he realized it for the folly it was. Once the cough burst forth from his lungs it was louder and wetter than he had intended, and it took far longer to get under control than he had anticipated.

To finish it out, and insult him further, it culminated in a sneeze, which he pinched between his fingers. “Heh’PSHH!”

Brilliant, he thought, feeling suddenly exhausted and swelteringly hot beneath his collar. Now he would have to find a way to ward those off as well.

Jonathan was working out a way to swallow around his prickly throat without coughing yet again, when he felt something bump against his thigh. “You sound like you desperately need this,” Lord William Petre said lowly, his handkerchief extended across Jonathan’s lap.

It was only when Jonathan took the proffered cloth that he realized why William had offered it the way he had; stowed within its folds was a small flask, embossed with gold and ivory. Jonathan bit back his smile and took care to keep the flask covered, raising the handkerchief to his face as if to tend to his nose and carefully drinking from the hidden flask. Warm liquid trickled down his throat and offered him the first relief he had felt all day.  

“Thank you,” he murmured once he had finished. 

“If I have to listen to you and Southcote like this for another hour, I am in serious danger of stringing myself up by my hair ribbons and ending my misery.”

Jonathan almost scoffed before he thought better of it. “Your misery!”

William’s mouth was open to reply, when the speaker’s gavel shook the room like a minor earthquake. “Does the Baronet Petre have an objection to Lord Southcote?”

“None at all, sir,” William said mildly, with a courteous inclination of the head. Once Southcote had begun to speak again, he leaned closer to Jonathan and whispered, “That would require there being a point in the first place for me to object to.”

 Jonathan stifled a laugh, and the action was his undoing. In its place sprang forth a violent fit of coughs he was absolutely powerless to suppress; he could merely clutch William’s handkerchief to his mouth like a talisman and wait for the spasms to pass. He was dimly aware that Southcote had stopped speaking again, but far more pressing at the moment was the need to gulp in air at any available moment. Once the fit was finally beginning to settle, and he could draw in breath with shaky gasps, he felt his breath hitch, and he tiredly resigned himself to the inevitable. At least the handkerchief was already in place.

“HETCHOO! Hihh’TCHHH! Ihhh’TCHHH!”

The speaker regarded him with a disinterested mien. “Perhaps Lord Viscount Lindsay is too ill for the day’s proceedings?”

“I think I am indeed, sirs,” he said, sounding, if possible, as though his voice had been raked along hot coals. “If you will excuse me.”

“Lucky bastard,” William said as Jonathan slipped the flask back into his lap before standing to take his leave. “Maybe I should start coughing. How quickly can you catch a cold?”

#my writing #ocs: jonathan and sarah #though she's not really in this one #sicktember 2022 #sicktember day 26 #the world needs so much more historic snz fic #as someone who'd rather die than cough in a silent setting like class etc. #i've got a LOT of experience with this #snzfic