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Maybe two dads from Dr/eam D/addy? Idk but this is so good.

Wow very very obsessed rn with the idea of bi boyfriends that both have the fetish, one with SUPER intense allergies and long fits, the other with just the loudest roaringest sneezes known to mankind (maybe edging a little into unrealistic territory…?), just being stupidly horny for each other and each other’s sneezes. Also trying to decide if I want to write original characters or try to do fanfic, but then if I did fanfic what fandom? Questions abound.

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holy shit this is so hot

“ggyYYYYYEEEIITTSSCCCHHHhhhhOOO!!” He sneezed ferociously, caught in the grip of his messy allergic sneezes. He learned an arm against the wall for his fifteenth sneeze of our walk, ass looking very generous in his shorts has he stayed half bent down, before more sudden gasps tilted him back like the arm on a catapult before he…

“eeeEEEYYYYAAATTT-SSSCCHHHEWWWWWWW!!” This one doubled him over, his generous backside even more pronounced as the sneeze blasted from him, a miniature hurricane of wind and wetness and snot.

“G-goddamm… goddamn allergies… hooo boy they are kickin my ahhhh… ahhhHHHH… AAAHHHHHH-ddjjJJIISSCCHHOOO!!” he hollered again. And this sneeze came with a brother: “EEEYYYYYEEEESSCCHHHHH!!!!” That one was just a pure sneezy scream of allergic desperation, his frustrated wish to evict the tickle that had pushed him past endurance evident in every inch of his body. “I should NOT have agreed… agreed… here comes anoth—yyyYYYYYEEEEESCCCHHHHEWWWW!! EEEEYYYYEESSCCHHH!!! HuuuuHHHHHHHHH… HHHHAAAA-SSSHHHOOOOOOO!!!!”

“Hohgeez… hohgeez… shouldn’ta come out here… all the pahhh… p-pollen… no-not good for my ahhh… aahhhHHHH… allergiieeeeeeEEEEEAAAAAASSCCHHHOOO!!! ‘SSCCHOOOOO!!!! HaaaAAAA-JJJJIIISSSSSTTCCHHHHEEWWW!!! eeeeYYYEEESSHHH!! HUUUH! HUUUUHHH!! HHHHHAAAAARRRRRRRSSSCCCCHHHHHHAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” He was really roaring em out now. And was that… was the grass beginning to sway…? Was that the wind or his…

“EEEEEYYYYYYYAAAAAASSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Ohhhh fuck… my allergies are really getting bad… you might wanna… gehhhhh… get b-behind me dude… this is gonna… gonna be bahhhhh… bahhhHHHHHHH.. bad…!!”

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Underrated trope: someone with enormously powerful sneezes doing something that requires an exrenely delicate touch, while constantly worrying that they're going to sneeze and ruin the whole thing.

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Please tell me someone wants to moderate this! lol

would anyone be interested in a destructive snz based discord? I probably wouldn’t have the energy to moderate it but was wondering if there would be a big enough crowd for me to consider getting it started then handing the reins over to someone else

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Oh my WORD.

“You wanna see? You really wanna see? Cause I’m r-reahhh... I’m really allergic to th-these...”

Of course I wanted to see. I’d paid for this whole experience. All of it, even being strapped to the padded wall, so that whatever Hurricane he released, I wouldn’t be hurt. Too much.

“Th-they’re reeaahhhhh... re-really biiihhiigg. Especially with fl-flaahhhhhhhh...”

He put a firm finger under his nose which seemed to do something, despite his nostrils flaring well past the finger’s edge.

“Whew, almost lost it there.” He flashed a million watt smile.

“B-but yeah -snf- I h-haven’t even breathed in deep y-yet and my nose f-feels like,.. it’s on fihhhh... HHIIHHHH... fire. Th-that ha-harness isn’t gonna d-do you much good... hehhh... if I... hehhh...! if I b-blow the waahhhhhh... AAAHHHHHHHH... w-wall down...”

And then he brought the flower up to his nose, arched his head back and with a look of absolute rapture on his face, he took a deep, deep inhale through his nose.

Then all hell broke loose.

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I definitely think there’s a space for sneezefics that don’t have a story. Sometimes I just want to read about a fit that I might actually see irl, written in a descriptive, mouthwatering way. Maybe like little vignettes - you’re out shopping and the guy in the aisle over is having a fit of twenty or so sneezes, etc. and you’ll never know the reason why, you don’t ask him, unless he maybe vaguely mutters something to a passerby who blesses him...and then that’s it. Fic over and onto the next one.

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Of course the answer is both!!!

Trying to decide if a) I should spell out rather than merely mention even more sneezes in the last epic sneezing fit that ends my latest absurd sneeze fic and b) if I should add one last even-more-over-the-top magic sneeze in the last part… the answer is yes to both, right…?

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Literally anything, this is the best news I’ve heard all week.

I’m going to start recording wavs again, what sort of thing should I do?

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Snzblr Be Like

The Post: “Omg loud sneezes are the BEST.”

The Reblog: “Ikr but just consider for a moment....a quiet sneeze!”

The Notes: “So. Fucking. Choice.”

#we really just love all sneezes #yay inclusion #snzblr #snz #snz fetish

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This, a million times over again!

More fat people sneezing, pls.

Bonus: with belly jiggles.

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This is goddamn poetry.

Eyes watering, sniffing to fight to keep his nose from running, he’s about to lose it. Nostrils working and flaring, the sensitive architecture of his nose aflame, alive with the allergic itch. His allergies have never been worse. Shit, why did he agree to this shoot?? His eyebrows inch up, his face threatening at any moment to go slack, his itchy nose fighting desperately for control...

As soon as they get the shot, he’s going to sneeze his goddamned head off.

#snzblr holy shit

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My First BigSnz Story

He enters the office and sets his bag down in his chair. He looks miserable. He always looks miserable. Today, however, the color of his nose has taken on a particularly tomatoey color and shine, and I know from the first sniffle that I am in for a treat this morning. He clearly isn’t, unless he’s one of those masochists that enjoys the affliction of odiously powerful hay fever. His sniffle is more of a snort, really – quite a rude and overwhelming noise, not one that you would want to introduce in quiet company.

“ahhHEEEHHHH…”

My office is across a short hallway from his, so I am able to see the event unfold. His lips curl up to one side, and his eyes begin rolling into the back of his head. Oh dear. His head rears back, body swaying dangerously back and forth. It would be a good idea for him to sit down, to brace himself for the impending onslaught, had he not just carelessly taken up his seat with a briefcase.

 “hiiIHHHHH…”

 He’s too paralyzed by the act of almost-sneezing to do anything else. I start to put my hands over my ears. There’s a reason every other employee has taken the company’s option to work remotely at this point. The only reason he hasn’t is because his wife also works from home, and he distracts her with these...eruptions. As for me, well. You caught me red-handed.

“HUHHHH…”

It’s amazing that anyone can bear to sneeze for this long without actually sneezing, and as much as I’m loving the process, I need it to wrap up so I can focus because it is literally driving me mad. Yet this is not an unfamiliar routine. His office is the tidiest that I’ve ever seen, by the way, because…well, let’s just say there’s more than volume to his sneezes.

“WWWWAAAARRRRSSSSHHHHOOOOHHHH!!!!!”

To prove my point, the lone piece of paper left overnight on his desk is sent whirling through the air like a paper plane, across the hallway, landing at my feet. I briskly stand up. I can’t be rude, I think, but I really don’t want to talk to this man in NOW of all moments, when I’m doing everything I can to hold it together.

“Hiigghhhiiikkhh…HAAAA…”

I’m so concentrated on appearing normal that I don’t hear the buildup. I approach him and say “Bless you! I think you…uh…dropped this!” I extend my arm to give him the document but he doesn’t take it. The guy is almost 7 feet tall and towers over me right now despite being slightly bent, grasping firmly onto his desk with both arms for support. His nostrils widen, and his chest and stomach both expand to a capacity I have not gotten to see up close before, and which I did not know was possible.

“Thhah…yAAHH!!! YEEAAAAAAASSSSHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!”

At first, I’m not sure what’s happening. It’s as if I stuck my head out of the window while driving on the interstate. That’s certainly the look my hair has taken now, such a gust of wind that was. I catch my step, having lost my balance from the force of the blow. That was…amazing. That was…so hot!!!! That was….mortifying.

I look at him. He looks at me. His face is bright red, but suddenly I can’t remember whether his entire face was that way before, or just his nose. I feel mine turning red though, so I need to get out of there before I seem too weird. “Woooow,” I respond, before realizing that a ‘Bless you’ is the accurate response to a sneeze. “I mean…bless you!”

I turn around and swiftly walk back to my office, hearing him sniffle and snort behind me, trying to recover from the blast he just delivered. My face feels red hot. I hear him yell “SORRY!!!” a few seconds later, and he does sound truly embarrassed. I’m not sure what else to think, but I do know one thing.

I’m never taking the remote option.

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Reblogging because my tags weren’t posted originally, and I don’t know fuck-all about Tumblr yet.

Big Snz Horn

I have a few ideas running through my head today. All involve a large man with a large nose whose powerful sneeze produces as much wind as a tower fan on the highest setting.

- He needs to sneeze but doesn’t want to blow any papers, mail, plastic cups, etc. laying around in his living room. He’s right next to his balcony door so he quickly opens it and runs outside to have a massive sneeze over the edge of the balcony. One sneeze turns into a fit so he’s out there for a while, sneezing out into the open air. Upside? His home stays tidy and he doesn’t live near any neighbors (on purpose) so he won’t bother anyone. Downside? His balcony overlooks the massive field of flowers in the distance to which he’s very allergic, and the wind is blowing in his direction.

- He needs to sneeze but is near his husband. Not wanting to sneeze on him, he lifts his shirt to sneeze into it, but the gust of wind from the sneeze makes his shirt billow out totally, revealing his entire stomach.

- He and his husband have spent the morning carefully constructing a house of cards when his nose starts to twitch. “Haaa….” The buildup has started. His eyes roll into the back of his head. His husband is practically racing to shove him into the other direction as his head starts swinging in a maniacally itchy fashion, knowing what’s about to happen. Buuuut it doesn’t work. And now there are playing cards all over the place that they have to find.

- As with any good “big sneezer”, sneezes can be kept quiet only for so long, or never. So he’s upstairs and has already sneezed a million times today, and it’s not bothering his husband but he’s a little embarrassed by it because god they’re so loud and they wreak so much havoc, so he takes a pillow to sneeze into it. It makes a bizarre but somehow still sexy sound, and also the odd scream-muffle combination is still heard by his husband who is downstairs on the opposite side of the house. As if they were standing next to each other.

Lord help me today!

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For bonding and scenarios. I’m afraid I’m no good at RPing.

Reblog/Like If...

If you’re OK with people messaging you to do one or all of these things..

Bond over the snez

Talk about sneeze ocs

Talk about sneeze scenarios, maybe have a back and forth with it

Rp sneezy stuff

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Big Snz Horn

I have a few ideas running through my head today. All involve a large man with a large nose whose powerful sneeze produces as much wind as a tower fan on the highest setting.

- He needs to sneeze but doesn’t want to blow any papers, mail, plastic cups, etc. laying around in his living room. He’s right next to his balcony door so he quickly opens it and runs outside to have a massive sneeze over the edge of the balcony. One sneeze turns into a fit so he’s out there for a while, sneezing out into the open air. Upside? His home stays tidy and he doesn’t live near any neighbors (on purpose) so he won’t bother anyone. Downside? His balcony overlooks the massive field of flowers in the distance to which he’s very allergic, and the wind is blowing in his direction.

- He needs to sneeze but is near his husband. Not wanting to sneeze on him, he lifts his shirt to sneeze into it, but the gust of wind from the sneeze makes his shirt billow out totally, revealing his entire stomach.

- He and his husband have spent the morning carefully constructing a house of cards when his nose starts to twitch. “Haaa....” The buildup has started. His eyes roll into the back of his head. His husband is practically racing to shove him into the other direction as his head starts swinging in a maniacally itchy fashion, knowing what’s about to happen. Buuuut it doesn’t work. And now there are playing cards all over the place that they have to find.

- As with any good “big sneezer”, sneezes can be kept quiet only for so long, or never. So he’s upstairs and has already sneezed a million times today, and it’s not bothering his husband but he’s a little embarrassed by it because god they’re so loud and they wreak so much havoc, so he takes a pillow to sneeze into it. It makes a bizarre but somehow still sexy sound, and also the odd scream-muffle combination is still heard by his husband who is downstairs on the opposite side of the house. As if they were standing next to each other.

Lord help me today!

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My Snz World-Building Ideas

Don’t call me crazy. Just like...imagine what it would be like to live in the following world. WHAT IF....?

- People with animal allergies actually did sneeze from the mere sight of a cat or a dog, like they do in the movies. No contact with dander required.

- Photic sneezers had a more pervasive allergy to the sun. Instead of sneezing a few times at bright light, some people experienced symptoms similar to hayfever when exposed to sunlight for long periods.

- People were allergic to food in a sneezing way rather than literally dying. Wouldn’t it be so much better if someone ate a seafood platter and, say, went into a heinous sneezing attack instead of swelling up like a balloon?

- People could be allergic to odd things. Didn’t necessarily have to do with danders, dusts, or pollens. I’m talking aquarium fish, purses, Tupperware...you name it.

- Some people’s natural sneeze was the loud, over-exaggerated, cartoonishly built-up dad sneeze you see on TV that can blow over small stacks of papers. I mean I’m not a TOTAL lame-o, so I know I’m not the first on Tumblr to lustily ponder this, but I think I wish for this one the most.

I picture my SO with allergies sitting at his desk, sneeze building up in rushed agony, pleading with me me to “H-HURRY!” to quickly remove all of his important alphabetized documents so that when the sneeze inevitably comes, he won’t blow them all over the place like a small box fan. 

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I don’t think I’m asking for the stars here.

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a little allergy thing, messy and terribly self-indulgent

Their hayfever has already been driving them up the wall this spring, so hearing the pollen count described as “off the charts” this morning had filled them with a distinctly itchy sense of dread. By some miracle—the miracle of an indoor work environment and semi-effective antihistamines—they manage to get through the day without minimal incident…but the end of the day brings issues. Their supposedly long-acting medication is wearing off and, well, they can’t stay in the office forever. Out into the pollen-filled world it is.

It’s just as unbearable as they expected—perhaps even more so. On the crowded bus home, it takes all their willpower keep the feathery pressure deep in their nose from bursting into what’s sure to be a spectacular sneezing fit. The short walk from their stop to their apartment has them pressing a worn tissue tightly against their dripping nose. Even the smallest sniffle is sure to set them off, but they’re so, so close to privacy and fresh tissues. If they can just hold off a little longer…

They don’t bother with the elevator once in their building, instead taking the two flights of stairs to their floor in a near run, the anticipation of release making it all the more difficult to hold back. By the time they reach their door, they’re approaching the tipping point. In their desperation trying to rush the keys into the lock, the fumble and drop them. The unanticipated split second of delay is all it takes.

The first sneezes are too close together to count out and nothing short of explosive, bursting wetly through the useless tissue and into their hand. Their groan of disgust is cut off at the start by another flurry, not quite as rapid as the first but still ever so violent. The sneezes tear through their throat and bend them in half, caught again in a handful of ripped tissue and the built up results of a pollen count higher than they should have tried to brave. They barely manage switching their hand for their sleeve before the next round hits.

Even as shame and disgust rise up, a distant part of them calls to simply sit on the hallway floor and ride this fit out. They’re tempted, truly, but there’s no end to it in sight and already their sleeve is nearly wrecked. If there are tissues buried somewhere in their bag, they’re in no state to search for them. There’s no telling what their neighbours might think upon seeing them in such a state. Even if those in the apartments next door to theirs must be used to the sound of their allergies by now, it’s another thing entirely to witness them in person. That’s not to mention the risk of some further away neighbour hearing the commotion echo down the hallway and coming out to see what’s going on. Definitely not the kind of first meeting they’re keen on having.

All these thoughts rush through their head at once as they desperately try to gain enough composure to reach down and grab their keys with their clean hand. Ultimately, of course, they fail. Another volley of sneezes soaks through their sleeve, barely muffled by the fabric. In a last-ditch attempt at control, they quickly pinch their nose shut. They resist the urge to wince at the moisture; this action will only buy a few precious seconds and comes with a price, so they focus on the keys, then unlocking the door as quick as they can.

They get in and fall back against the door, slamming it shut. A powerful, wrenching sneezes rips through them, throwing them off balance. It’s somehow even messier than the others and followed by another just as terrible, then another. Now they allow themselves to sink to the floor, relinquishing all control to their body’s inane and insistent response to the season’s flora. Leaning against the door, they’re faintly aware how audible they must still be from outside, but don’t have it in them to care about that. All they can feel is the dizzying relief of release, release which they don’t even bother trying to cover now that no one can see them. They’ll need plenty of cleanup once the fit is over—assuming it’s not as endless at it feels—but that doesn’t matter either. The only thing that matters now is the burning need to sneeze and sneeze and sneeze until their body is either satisfied the pollen it so vehemently objects to is out of their system, or is too exhausted to continue—and hopefully not a second longer.