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(intentional contagion ahead)...

A has the fetish... and a cold. as much as they'd love to see their partner (B) with the same cold, they take their precautions. they're careful to direct each sneeze away from B, to muffle their harsh, spraying sneezes into a handful of tissues, to use copious amounts of hand sanitizer.

B knows about the fetish. they insist that they wouldn't mind catching A's cold, if it would make A happy. but A, not quite believing that B would really be okay with catching such a terrible head cold, laughs and dismisses them

as the day goes on, it becomes more and more obvious that A's cold is shaping up to be awful. A's nose is running profusely, their nose tickling incessantly, and they find themselves constantly interrupted with harsh, throat scraping sneezes

it's the first day of their cold, so it must be one of the most contagious. they instruct B to keep their distance, continue to politely deny B of their cold. both of them know how hot A would find it if B were to catch this, but A is too embarrassed to do anything about it

that is, until... B has finally had enough.

"whadt are you—" A asks, but they're interrupted by B, cupping a hand around A's cheek and leaning in for a deep, indulgent kiss.

"wait," A says, panting against B's lips. "you should m-move." they attempt to twist away, their chest rising with the sneeze they're fighting to keep contained. "I... hahhh... deed to... hhHAAH..."

B just kisses them harder, unwilling to move out of the way. A has no option to turn away, no option to do anything other than let the sneezes out...

"HhHH'aZssSCHhHEEW! HEHH'EETSHH-yYUE! hh... hahh... hAHH... HHAHH'ASSCHHUe!!"

...right in front of them, drenching B's face with contagious spray, as B continues to kiss them, utterly unbothered... maybe even more fervently than before.

"w-wait," A says, gasping for breath. their nose is starting to run again. "what are you doing?! you'll cadtch my cold... HAHh... hAHH'IIIIITSSSCHHUUE!!" the sneeze comes with barely any warning, showering B with glistening spray. "hHEH... HEHH... HEHH'EETSSHHH-IIYYEW!! ahhH'TTSHHhhiIII!EEEW!!"

"if you want to convince me to stop kissing you, you'll have to work harder," B says, leaning into the kiss again.

despite themselves, A feels warmth settle just below their stomach at the thought of what consequences B might face for kissing them like this, just as their breath begins to hitch and hitch...

#scheduled srb

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(intentional contagion ahead)...

A has the fetish... and a cold. as much as they'd love to see their partner (B) with the same cold, they take their precautions. they're careful to direct each sneeze away from B, to muffle their harsh, spraying sneezes into a handful of tissues, to use copious amounts of hand sanitizer.

B knows about the fetish. they insist that they wouldn't mind catching A's cold, if it would make A happy. but A, not quite believing that B would really be okay with catching such a terrible head cold, laughs and dismisses them

as the day goes on, it becomes more and more obvious that A's cold is shaping up to be awful. A's nose is running profusely, their nose tickling incessantly, and they find themselves constantly interrupted with harsh, throat scraping sneezes

it's the first day of their cold, so it must be one of the most contagious. they instruct B to keep their distance, continue to politely deny B of their cold. both of them know how hot A would find it if B were to catch this, but A is too embarrassed to do anything about it

that is, until... B has finally had enough.

"whadt are you—" A asks, but they're interrupted by B, cupping a hand around A's cheek and leaning in for a deep, indulgent kiss.

"wait," A says, panting against B's lips. "you should m-move." they attempt to twist away, their chest rising with the sneeze they're fighting to keep contained. "I... hahhh... deed to... hhHAAH..."

B just kisses them harder, unwilling to move out of the way. A has no option to turn away, no option to do anything other than let the sneezes out...

"HhHH'aZssSCHhHEEW! HEHH'EETSHH-yYUE! hh... hahh... hAHH... HHAHH'ASSCHHUe!!"

...right in front of them, drenching B's face with contagious spray, as B continues to kiss them, utterly unbothered... maybe even more fervently than before.

"w-wait," A says, gasping for breath. their nose is starting to run again. "what are you doing?! you'll cadtch my cold... HAHh... hAHH'IIIIITSSSCHHUUE!!" the sneeze comes with barely any warning, showering B with glistening spray. "hHEH... HEHH... HEHH'EETSSHHH-IIYYEW!! ahhH'TTSHHhhiIII!EEEW!!"

"if you want to convince me to stop kissing you, you'll have to work harder," B says, leaning into the kiss again.

despite themselves, A feels warmth settle just below their stomach at the thought of what consequences B might face for kissing them like this, just as their breath begins to hitch and hitch...

#snzblr #snz scenario #sneeze kink #snz kink #contagion #back at it again.. (sighs) #you guys get my uncensored fantasy and after that i am logging off

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I know you’ve done contagion scenarios already, but please do more! I love your stuff!

thank you anon! ♡ i realize it's been a hot while (pls forgive the wait), but i missed writing and posting prompts here. here goes...

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a character (A) who is always snapping at others to not pass on their colds, but who is simultaneously hypocritical about their own standards. they can barely go one cold/flu season without berating others to cover their mouth ('why did you even come in today? i can hear you sneezing from all the way over here!' or 'have you ever thought of covering your mouth?' or 'can you take another step back? i really don't want to catch that' or 'they have a cold? you'd better keep your distance')

on the rare occasion when they come down with a bad cold, though, it doesn't even cross their mind to be considerate. so what if they let out another, spraying sneeze? it's not like they can help it, the sneezes just snuck up on them! you'd understand how hard it is to cover if you had their cold... the sneezes are just so unpredictable!

why didn't they stay home today? well, the world isn't going to stop for a cold, obviously! and what if someone catches this from them? well, clearly someone else wasn't careful enough with their own cold if they have this cold in the first place, so why should they be the first one to pick up the torch? they sneeze openly, reveling in how good it feels to get them out, and blow their nose loudly and with no shame, oblivious to - or unbothered by - the irritated looks sent their way.

but what they don't account for is...

colds can often be invisible. one day, another character - B - comes in with a cold, and has to occupy a space that A is later going to occupy. maybe it's an office cubicle, or an elevator, or an aisle at the grocery store; maybe it's a particular seat on a train, or a table at a cafe.

either way, B - who has a terrible, contagious head cold - finds themselves sniffling incessantly, so much that they have to wipe their nose on their hands to keep it from dripping. and god, their nose is so ticklish... they find themselves with their eyebrows scrunching up, eyes half lidded, to sneeze and sneeze. some sneezes get caught in a cupped hand, the spray narrowly escaping from between their fingers; some they don't even bother to cover, given how fruitless the endeavor feels.

B really wouldn't have shown up if they had any choice, but for whatever reason, they're here, running errands or getting work done, or heading home... best to go through with it, then. it's a good thing there aren't many people around to hear them sneezing.

by the time B is done, the air is heavy with contagious particles. everything they've touched is thoroughly contaminated, every surface gleaming with spray. they pack their things up and leave, but not before unleashing another spraying sneeze into the area

...a few hours later, enter A, unsuspecting, ready to use the space as they believe they're entitled to...

#sneeze kink #sneezefucker #contagion #sneeze scenario #snz prompt #a little taste of their own medicine perhaps...

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ok vanilla twitter we can agree on this one

#snz #snz kink #snzblr #i am but a simple girl #the joy of realizing that an anime you're following has a sick ep is truly unparalleled

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Elevator sneeze scenarios:

A person with a nasty cold is SO tired they just can't bring themselves to trudge up the stairs to 15th floor, as their sinuses are so full and congested that they hurt with every step.

A person unaware of catching a cold, stepping in the full elevator only to feel a sudden tickle overpower their unsuspecting nose, causing them to release the very first sneeze of their cold into the crowded elevator

A person being completely miserable and full of cold, who just spent one hour in a meeting, suppressing sneezes until their sinuses were on fire. They step into the empty elevator, so glad thar the meeting is finally over, and take a deep breath as the doors slide close. Finally, they are alone, not under the scrutiny of bosses or colleagues. It feels so nice to just breathe and... "Hehh'YiiSsHhZzshu!!" Oh God, the sneeze they'd been holding in just escaped... right as the elevator doors had opened on the next floor to let more people in...

Two peolpe stepping into the empty elevator of their apartment building, one leaning heavily against the other, their bright red nose peeking out from behind a well-used handkerchief. "We're almost home, love," their partner reassures them, "then we can get you changed into your favorite pajamas and get you to bed." The reply is a sharp, wet, desperate sneeze, followed by a shy sniffle. "That sounds ndice...."

#oougghh #lovely

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germaphobe lathering on hand sanitizer after a sickly-sounding sneeze is unleashed next to them, but the scent of their hand sanitizer irritates the cold-ridden nose even more...

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OK how about this

A person with an explosively sneezy cold boards the subway during rush hour. They’re quite ill but they have to go to work because reasons. The ebb and flow of people varies from day to day. Sometimes people are packed into the train car like sardines, and sometimes, there’s room to spread out, to sit down, to pull out tissues and blow one’s streaming nose.

Our person thinks today will be a low traffic day. But they’re wrong. It’s a sardine day.

They shuffle off the platform and into the car, and quickly get pinned in the middle between a crush of bodies. They had tried to wedge themselves near the wall, where they could at least direct sneezes away from people, but they’re stuck now.

The train takes off, people’s bodies jostling into each other. Our person sniffles wetly, their nose already threatening to overflow. They manage to wriggle their wrist up to their damp nostrils and wipe away some of the wetness there. More stuffy sniffling; a few glares from fellow passengers. Three more stops.

The runny nose isn’t so bad, they think. They can probably keep it at bay with some vigorous rubbing. A few more swipes of the wrist, the messiness of the cold smearing on their skin. Two more stops.

Oh no. That telltale prickle of the sinuses. It’s deep and subtle but definitely there. A vigorous sniff could make things better or worse. Our person opts to try it, emitting a terribly juicy squelching sound.

It made things worse. The tickle burns freely through their sinuses now, irritating the swollen, soggy passages. Their nostrils flare involuntarily, eyes fogging over, mouth falling open. “Hehhh…”

Our person concentrates furiously, mentally guiding the sneeze back down. They can’t bear the thought of erupting into a fit in such a confined space, with no choice but to sneeze directly on people. One more stop.

Maybe they’ll make it. The tickling unleashed a flow of congestion, and our person sniffles miserably, scrubbing the runny underside of their nose. But the contact reignites the tingling sensation, and it’s back with avengence this time. The tickle blossoms full force throughout their nasal passages, giving them just enough time to inhale sharply before succumbing to the urge to sneeze.

“Huhh-Uhhhrrssshhhh! EhhhGGGSSSHHHHuhh!! Heh-TCCCCHHHH!!”

The first germy sneeze blasts the person directly in front, unleashing a cloud of spray into their arm. The sneezer turns away, only to direct a wet misting onto someone else’s hand. Desperate, the sneezer turns in a different direction for the third, most powerful sneeze. This one hits a passenger directly in the face, expelling a torrent of illness straight at them.

Our person is a total mess; congestion runs freely down their face, their eyes are watering, and they are red with embarrassment. Quickly mopping up their nose into the shoulder of their shirt, they murmur a stuffy, “I’b so sorry.”

Their stop finally arrives, and they scramble out, stumbling to the escalator while overtaken by another series of cold-induced sneezes. It’s going to be a long day.

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someone who - teary eyed and congested, their sinuses buzzing, their breath still hitching - reaches for allergy medicine, but they're sneezing so frequently that another sneeze jolts the bottle in their hands when they're halfway through unscrewing the lid

#sneeze kink #snz kink #sneeze scenario #snzblr #inspired by a very lewd text i received

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A word To build a scenario around... Steam

thank you for the prompt, anon! ♡ here it is (with some gratuitous references to contagion... you know me)

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a character who's the type to prioritize self care over everything... who lives luxuriously, the type to resort to everything from expensive spa days to unwind, the type who's familiar with every natural remedy in the book, because really, even the slightest ailment is a perfect excuse to take it easy and even pamper themselves a little bit

the same character who feels themselves coming down with a terrible, incredibly contagious cold. but for whatever reason - maybe their boss urges them to come in (it's just a small cold, after all, and so much work still needs to get done), or maybe because they're just so confident in their home remedies to do the trick - they head to work anyways.

their desk becomes a mini pharmacy for the day - soft lotion tissues, three different tins of tea specifically meant to relieve cold and flu symptoms, herbal cough drops, a few cooling salves for their red, irritated nose, hot packs for their sinuses, a humidifier for the congestion. after all... if they're going to have to work with this cold, why not make their time here as comfortable as possible?

but still, despite every remedy, their cold turns out to be annoyingly persistent - they're just so congested they can hardly breathe through their nose, plagued with a tickle (not severe enough to catalyze a sneeze, in most cases, but present enough to be very distracting) in their nose which won't leave them alone no matter what. even worse, every sneeze is irritatingly unproductive; it does nothing to relieve the tickle - in fact, it almost seems to make it worse...

they make it to halfway through the afternoon where they decide they can't stand it anymore - they're not feeling too terrible, but this is certainly annoying, and that's enough of a reason for them to put an end to it once and for good. breathing in steam can be therapeutic, and even better, it's supposed to relieve congestion, right?

after a few moments consideration, they swipe the small vial of lavender essential oil off their desk. they've never been fond of this particular vial compared to the other essential oils they own - it always leaves them sniffly and teary eyed - but perhaps that would be a welcome side effect, just this once.

from there, they head into the break room and boil some water using the coffee machine (so what if they end up sneezing a few times, all over the coffee machine, misting the company countertops? it's not like they can control when they sneeze... with this cold, every sneeze just sneaks up on them; it's not their fault that they're not always able to cover.) they pour the boiling water out into a large bowl, drop a few drops of the lavender essential oil inside, and take a seat at one of the tables in the break room, which - aside from them - is thankfully empty.

the first breath of hot, fragrant steam does wonders for their congestion, which they can feel start to loosen for the first time, making their nose run. they haven't brought any tissues with them... perhaps that was an oversight, but the steam is just so relieving, they can't just stop now...!

the next few breaths, they can really start to smell the lavender, and... oh, the tickle in their nose sharpens with such intensity it takes them off guard.

"heh... hEhh... HIH-! hheh-Hhehh... heh... hehH..."

god, their nose tickles so badly; it's practically begging for relief. they lean their head down, taking another deep breath in through their nose.

"hehH... hehh-HEH-!" fuck, so close, just a little more... "hheh... HehhH.... hh-heh-Hehh-HEHh-!! HEHH'IIHHSHIEEEW!"

it's as if that first sneeze completely opens up the floodgates, snapping them forward - only for them to inhale a huge breath of hot steam. they wipe their nose on one palm, but even the slightest pressure against their nose seems to increase the tickle tenfold. everything smells like so strongly of lavender, it's - HEHh-! making them - heh-HEHh - h-have to -

"HEHH'ISSSHHIEw! hHAH'IITSHuUH! heh... heh-hEhh-HEHh-hHEH'TCHIIIEEEW! hH... hHIh! hahh-HAh-AHH.... AHH'IIIITTSCHHUueE!"

every sneeze absolutely drenches the table beneath them. they lift their hands to halfheartedly shield the first couple of sneezes, but with the number of particles that escape through their fingertips regardless, does it really even matter? it's not like anyone else is in the break room, after all. they turn their head aside to keep from spraying the table (even if all that accomplishes is spread their cold in the other direction.)

besides... don't they deserve to sneeze after having not been able to sneeze all morning, aside from the few terribly unsatisfying sneezes they'd had to put up with? isn't it only right that they get relief from this annoying cold as soon as possible? they need to get all the viruses out of their system to get rid of this cold... each messy, spraying sneeze sets them closer on the path to recovery. the tickle in their nose is really just there to help them sneeze out their cold as soon as possible, so why not coax it even further, make this process a little faster? really, they're doing their body a favor as they breathe in more steam, as they give in to the tickle in their nose, as they sneeze and sneeze and sneeze...

(maybe that's what they think, but they've left the air so utterly saturated with their cold viruses that it's no wonder that half the office comes down with the same miserable, messy cold in the weeks following, leading to more than a few dirty looks... after all, they brought their cold to work, and they hadn't exactly been subtle about it)

#snzblr #snz kink #contagion #contagion kink #snz scenario #snz prompt #sneeze scenario #snzfucker #sneeze kink #snzario #the research i did to write this sneeze post (what a sentence) says #apparently it is possible for essential oils to make you sneeze if you're allergic to the scent #i also spent like 15 minutes researching humidifiers (usually it's harmful to drop essential oils into the water tank) and diffusers #(neither of which i have ever used but i just wanted to write a character with this archetype ahaha) #before settling on this method which i can only hope is logically sound #also i think this is my longest post thus far? totally got carried away

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❗️gross contagion warning ❗️but a scenario where joyce byers gets roped into a bake sale or something similar for the school and tries to power through making 5 batches of cookies with an awful, contagious cold? washing her hands thoroughly between sneezes and trying her best to sniffle up all the mess, but sometimes just spraying her ingredients with her uncontrollable sneezes? maybe she covers and wipes her runny nose with a dishcloth and then puts it back without thinking? just….joyce byers spreading a sneezy cold everywhere

#contagion #not familiar with the character but the way this is written is #🔥

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having super normal thoughts about someone who doesn’t care at all about contagion or politeness, or who perhaps *enjoys* spreading their snot and germs; they’ll sniffle until their sinuses are so incredibly waterlogged that not a single drop more of snot can be contained, then let it all out in a closed-mouth sneeze that sprays ropes of watery snot all over whatever’s in front of them. forcing all the pressure of the sneeze through their nostrils ensures the contents of their snot-filled nose will coat everything in a ten-foot cone. and they’re perfectly fine with that.

#mess #love how this is described

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someone whose cold sneezes are noticeably different from their allergy sneezes (or vice versa)... in a way that's as inconvenient to them as possible.

someone who's already used to allergy season. they're no stranger to how every spring leaves their nose tickly - always on the precipice of a release - for weeks on end; they're no stranger to the long, drawn out hitches, the ticklish releases, the absolute dread when they step outside and everything's blooming, and they feel the dreaded - but not unfamiliar - itch start to form.

but when they come down with a cold...

all of a sudden, their sneezes are forceful enough to snap them forward at the waist. every messy, spraying sneeze absolutely drenches whatever they've thought to cover with (or - if they haven't had the chance to cover, or if they simply can't be bothered to - mists the air with millions of contagious droplets).

their sneezes are loud enough to scrape against their throat, as if it wasn't sore enough already - they're getting hoarse just from sneezing so much - and loud enough to attract the (unwanted?) attention of anyone who happens to be in the vicinity.

they're used to their breath hitching torturously with allergies - they're used to long, drawn-out allergic fits. but with this cold, their breath barely hitches in warning before they're overcome with the overwhelming urge to sneeze, and sneeze...

(needless to say, it's difficult to cover the explosion of a sneeze in time; they're so used to knowing exactly when it will happen, but this cold catches them completely off guard with every sudden, wrenching sneeze, which makes it just that much more difficult to keep their cold to themself...)

alternatively,

someone who's the type to catch colds often. surely after all of those colds, allergies can't be so bad, can they? or so they think, until they find themselves faced with an allergen for the first time - one which leaves their nose tickling more than it ever has with the proximity, their eyes watering, their breath hitching torturously into false starts and unsatisfying, ticklish sneezing fits for minutes and minutes on end... and even after all of it, their nose still tickles so badly that they... still want to... hEHH-!

#snz kink #sneeze kink #snzblr #snz prompt #i am a coldf*cker at heart so the cold description is longer 💔 #but i warmly invite any allergyf*ckers to expand on the allergy premise

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Hello! Welcome to Snzblr! You already did a contagion one, but I love contagion!

Purposeful+Contagion

fellow contagion lover - thank you for the prompt! ♡ i hope you like it!

(content warning for intentional contagion for malicious purposes! i've added a cut so you can scroll past if that isn't your thing.)

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someone (A) at a party with someone (B) they despise.

maybe B has been outwardly rude to A in the past, or maybe B has wronged A or A's friends in some way. maybe B has lied their way into a role that A deserved, or maybe B has spread nasty rumors about A to their friend group. and worst of all, B has the nerve to act as though they've done nothing wrong, as if it's A who's making a big deal out of nothing.

at first, A didn't want to come at all - this party is going to last all evening, and they can feel themselves coming down with the beginnings of a terrible cold. their nose has been running all day, their throat is tellingly sore, and now there's a slight, irritating tickle in their nose that they can't quite ignore. there's no doubt that they're contagious.

but for whatever reason - a desire to keep up appearances, or an invitation from a friend, or even a desire to have their fun before this cold really hits - they show up anyways.

when they spot B at the party, it's with a sense of exasperation. truthfully, they can't think of anyone they'd rather see less right now. it's so unfair that A is the one stuck here with such a miserable cold, while B gets to stand halfway across the room, taking no accountability and having the time of their life...

but then it occurs to them... maybe with this cold, they can give B a little taste of what they rightfully deserve...

A heads up to B under friendly pretenses to say hello. after all, B has always acted as though they've never done anything wrong, right?

from there on, A plays friendly. B is a little tipsy, so thankfully, they don't seem to notice anything off.

A talks with B for a while, doing a terrible job in covering their sneezes - they turn slightly off to the side, but some of the spray still mists the air where B's standing. they raise a hand to cover, but either their hand is held just a little too low, or some of the contagious spray escapes from in between their fingers.

whenever they blow their nose, they make sure to crumple the tissue up in their hands, practically ensuring that their cold germs are all over their fingers. they're so sniffly anyways, it's only natural that they have to wipe their nose on their hand to keep it from running, right? and if they happen to open a door they know B's going to touch later, or they 'accidentally' reach for the silverware they know B is about to use, all of that can just be a simple coincidence, can it not?

when B isn't watching, they switch their drink glass - the same glass A's been drinking from all night - with B's. they keep their expression straight, subtly diverting B's attention away from hitch after hitch until they finally explode with a sneeze, messy and uncovered, right into B's direction, filling the air with millions of contagious droplets.

it feels so good to let out every messy, spraying sneeze, to give into every lingering tickle, to let themselves sneeze freely - all over B and B's things. their nose just tickles so badly, and it's been given the perfect outlet.

A leaves the party satisfied that B will have a taste of their cold to take home with them. it's no match for all the things B has done to them over the years, of course, but it's just a little taste of B's own medicine.

(and seeing B a few days later, their nose red and running openly, their breath hitching and hitching, fighting helplessly against a relentless tickle, until they snap forwards a the waist with a loud, messy, spraying sneeze of their own, so messy that they have to scramble to find a tissue or handkerchief to contain the mess... well, A can't claim that sight doesn't make the feel a little better.)

#snz kink #sneeze kink #snzblr #contagion kink #contagion #snzfucker #snz scenario #snzario #snz prompt #intentional contagion #revenge cold #eek kinda nervous posting this... but to anyone else out there who likes intentional contagion for not-the-nicest reasons... #i hope you enjoy ♡♡♡

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“I thidk by cold’s gettidg—ehh-heh—worse!” Followed by the tickly-est, highest pitch sneeze, the kind that sends spray everywhere. 

#😳

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these vanilla responses 😅

#snzblr

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someone coming down with a terrible cold, led by their friends into a photo booth at the mall.

maybe their friends have dragged them here, or maybe they've irresponsibly come to the mall on their own volition, not wanting to miss out on the fun. but they have been sneezing nonstop every couple minutes, directing their sneezes off to the side, catching each subsequent sneeze loosely into a raised hand.

the only purchase they've made was a small travel pack of tissues, which they've gone through one by one, absolutely soaking the tissues with each messy, spraying sneeze, wiping their running nose on them until the tissues are completely drenched.

but they have no alternative - their nose is running incessantly, and the sneezes keep coming, so they hold onto the pack of used tissues.

at one point, one of their friends ushers them into a photo booth. at first, they protest - they've blown their nose so frequently that it's become noticeably redder than usual. all in all, it's quite obvious at a glance that they have a cold. but their friends insist.

so they sit, crammed tightly in the small, contained space of the photo booth with the others, trying hard to fight back against a tickle in their nose. they set their tissues off to the side, out of frame. as the photos start, the others pose for the camera, but all they can do is sit there, their breath hitching desperately, trying their best to hold back a sneeze they feel building. each bright flash of the camera only seems to intensify the tickle in their nose; they franticly rub their nose in between shots, trying desperately to keep themselves from...

it's mere seconds after the last photograph has been taken that they explode forwards with a wet, completely uncovered "hah- hah- hhAHH - hhd-HAHH'TSCCHhiIIEWW!! HDDT'KTTSCHIiew! hehh... hehh - hEHh - HIIIH'TTTSCHHIIIEEEW!, misting the air in front of them with millions of contagious droplets, which linger in the air like a cloud. they sniffle wetly, wiping their dripping nose on the back of their hand, and bite back a sigh - it felt so good to let those out at last.

their friends bless them jokingly. when the roll of pictures prints out, their friends pass the photos around, laughing about how they look in all the photographs - their nose even redder under the bright flash of the camera light, their gaze unfocused; their eyes half-lidded, their jaw slack, their eyebrows creased in itchy desperation.

they might've held back successfully, but every photograph betrays just how badly they needed to sneeze.

all the while, they hitch and hitch, catching more wet, contagious sneezes in the palm of their hand. unfortunately, they hold their hand too far from their face to catch all of the spray - some of which lingers, hanging in the air of the enclosed space of the photo booth. the rest of it gets left on the roll of photos when they pass it back and forth.

as they grab their tissues and shuffle out of the photo booth, they sniffle wetly, already feeling another tickle begin to settle in their nose. they've left plenty of their cold behind for the next unsuspecting visitor to the photo booth. (and when their friends wake up with the same runny nose and itchy, spraying sneezes a few days later, they'll have the photographs to remind them just who they caught it from.)

#sneeze kink #snz kink #snzblr #contagion kink #contagion #snzfucker #snz scenario #snz prompt #snzario #this one is REALLY the last one of the night #i got carried away #did not realize i had so many ideas sitting around in my head until i started writing #. i am not even going to try to make an excuse for this one.

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reblog this if you're an 18+ snzblog?

my reccs and 4u page aren't doing it for me i need more content

#👋🏼! #finally decided to unlurk