Hello, you can call me Mi (my) or Microbe, and I suppose it's that time for an intro post. I'm a longtime lurker now turned poster, I guess.
This is a sneeze kink blog. If you don't want to see that, click away! If you're a minor, click away! Also, please don't reblog my stuff to non snz blogs. Thank you!
Microbe | 18-25 | he/she/they
I will probably post my characters here. I love those guys. However, I don't want my vanilla accounts and here mixing. If you do find them, please don't mention this blog there. Thank you.
I'm mostly into colds but allergies are plenty neat too. And mess. Plenty of it. Stuff containing mess will be put under read more and/or have some other warning!
I am open to requests of my characters (once I... actually post them. Which I will VERY soon!).
Also, please don't DM me unannounced. I probably won't respond. That might change one day but I ain't there yet.
I don't know what else to put here. Have a good whatever time it is for you!
Writing stuff to print out as a book. A project for myself, of course. But... just in case anyone picks it up off my shelf and reads it I am sitting here having to figure out how many sneezes I can get away with in what is basically supposed to be a totally normal sickfic. How miserable can I make this wizard man? How tickly can I make his nose in which he is trying to pretend everything is normal and fine and get on with his work? And also not have it read as peculiar... I fear the threshold may be lower than I wish. It's going to be okay though.
A doctor trying to get through the work day unnoticed. Slipping away when their nose starts to twitch. Speaking a little more quietly as if that'll hide the congestion in their voice, or just hoping the nurse will do most of the talking for them. And of course the nurse knows. Doctor trusts and confides in them. Nurse honestly just wants them to go to bed and rest. Though of course, such a suggestion has Doctor making a fuss, that it's not that bad and there's so much work to do and they feel fine enough.
The day wears on them though. Soupy sniffles that get harder to hide. A slight flush appearing on their cheeks. A reddening nose from constant rubbing. Nurse guides them to rest, and while they're still arguing they clearly don't have as much fight in them anymore. No, you don't have to feel my forehead, I don't have a fever (yes they do). You don't have to bless every sneeze (but they like it when Nurse does). When Doctor eventually just accepts the care, Nurse can't help but praise them for being a good little patient.
Sometimes I think about this fic I started writing and never finished way back when.
A has been dating B for a while but never got the change to meet their family since they live rather far and work gets in the way. A has always had horrible pollen allergies. Any flower you can name, it'll probably set them off. Though, B forgot to mention that to their family before they arrived.
It can't be that important, right?
Well, not if B's family shows their love and appreciation in the form of bouquets as a welcome gift.
And A hates bringing up their allergies. Tries to muscle though despite how thick the air is with pollen, and how their nose won't stop twitching with sneezes they know they won't be able to hold back and make an absolute mess of them. But they still try to get through for as long as possible be... H-hih—! befhhore...!
A meeting. Boss droning on about whatever data is sitting on the big screen that currently doesn't make any sense to you. You're sitting in your chair, ducking your head slightly, trying to become small as you pinch high on the bridge of your nose. Not too low. It would look too obvious. As if your fluttering nostrils aren't. Slow breaths. Don't provoke. Not with everyone around sitting around you. Couldn't know you were coming down with a cold.
A shuttering breath. Pinch. Squeeze. Massage. Small movements. A holding of breath until the feeling abates to that all too familiar buzz, a spark ready to be stoked into a fire if tended to wrong (or just right).
The boss has a good view of everyone. At least the others have the decency of not looking irritated, with you pinching your temple. Slouched, inattentive. Rude.
You'd managed to hold on. Well, besides turning round towards the windows as if something interesting was out there to stifle a few sneezes without notice. It leaves you stuffy, wiping strings of mess that managed to slip through on the cuffs of your sleeves. Blowing your nose would likely be even more noticeable than the sneezing would've been if you had let it out. And now your nose crackled as you breathed. So you didn't. Not through your nose anyway. In those moments you had to turn back around, mouth slightly open. As soon as the meeting was over you slipped out of the room as quickly as possible.
You didn't know your boss was watching the whole time. Didn't know they were getting a completely different message. And that they were hunting you down to talk about your blatant irritation. They found you in the halls near the elevators alone, back to them. Before the could open their mouth they saw you shutter, before you did so again with a more telling sound.
"'NGK—! Heh~ Heh'TCH-ieew!"
It ended off with a slight "guh..." before you sniffled and rubbed your wet nose. Your hand was already a mess, so it didn't help much.
"Bless you."
Your heart was where it shouldn't be—tight and stuck in your throat. You turned to see your boss. You quickly covered your face before realizing that hand was dripping, then promptly put that one behind your back to cover your face with the other. "Uh... Thangk you." Fuck, even your voice betrayed you now.
Your boss just reached into their pocket and pulled out a travel packet of tissues. "Shouldn't have come to the meeting with a cold," they scolded as you quickly took the tissues. "Now go home. And take something for that headache."
What?
Suppose they still weren't quite there. And your nose was starting to tickle again. At least the elevator was open now.
Hi, thinking about someone absolutely stuffed up and miserable, unable to sneeze despite their sinuses absolutely buzzing for minutes, hours, days. But they can't. Surely their housemates would hear them, and they refuse to go outside in the dead of winter. They're already sick. But their brain just won't let them sneeze with people around.
Enough is enough, and they have one of their housemates help them induce. It's full of long stretches of hitching, many false starts, and stuffy pleas for their nose to behave. Until their sinuses can't take it anymore. It's all a bit embarrassing, but they're too relieved to care.
Anyway, in my specific instance it's Sage shoving Elm's flower up his nose hoping the long stamens and pollen can tease the tickle out. By the end of it he can't stop sneezing and his nose is dripping everywhere, but it's better than the hell of being unable to.
Aliasnz came in with another tier list so I thought I'd do one. Somehow forgot Sage and I don't feel like fixing it right now (and gosh, so many other characters I haven't designed). He'd probably go in the second to last category? He has a hard time sneezing in front of others unless he's completely overwhelmed by something. Also, doodling all these guys made me realize all their noses are kind of distinct from one enough. Hell yeah. But here we have Peppermint, Elm, Osval, Marlene, Sneebus, Zel, Dill, and Luvvon.
I honestly like to see more elm stuff. They're really cute lol 🙏
Hello Anon! In light of this ask (which is also my first. Woah) and also trying to Chill Out from coursework, I present this doodle. Elm is actually roommates with Sage and another guy they call Peppermint. And it seems Elm isn't quite aware of where their stem is behind them!
Also, they are a whopping 2 feet tall. I love this little fella.
School is kicking me in the dirt but one more month and I'll be free... Also can't believe I'm turning older soon. Anyway, take this doodle. Their nose itches.
I would write a more fleshed out scenario buuut nah.
Anyway, person with the kink, A, hanging out with their partner's (B) other partner (C) for the first time. They've seen each other around before, even before dating B. But it seems B didn't feel the need to tell them that C has to have the most sensitive nose A has ever seen, and has to pretend to be cool and collected about it for the rest of the visit.
That's it. That's the post for today. I disappear into space again.
Managed to find myself home alone for once and wanted to make a wav for the season but it's incredibly hard when your nose isn't at all sensitive and inducing stops working after two minutes. Sigh. Guess I'll write a fic instead.
Currently trying to distract myself from my impending doom (assignments) by drawing a sneezy blue guy.
It's kind of fun being able to look back at past writing because I completely forgot this guy, Wilson, can breathe fire. You definitely want to get out of the way if you see him with an itchy nose.
Decided to color these doodles I made of two of my characters. Read more: if you want to learn more about them.
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Guy in purple is Marlene. He's a tempest cleric third, sign painter second, harborer of colds first. He's prone to picking up bugs and you're more likely to hear him sniffling than you are not. Main reason his parents didn't want him to become an adventurer, and main reason he doesn't leave his home town very much. He can be sweet but can be quick to anger at times.
Guy in green is Sage, my 3'0" druid. Hates sneezing in front of people as much as he hates people touching him (which is a lot). He's prone to doing disappearing acts when he's not feeling well, but if it's been more than a few hours you can bet he's sick. If you do manage to find him it's probably somewhere small, dark, and quiet. He also has a mild allergy to cat dander.
Man I love gnomes. Anyway, might draw Sneebus one of these days.
I know it's getting into winter territory but I was just thinking about a character who is really interested in nature and is wanting to hunt down an insect to document either in writing or with drawings. Of course, they have to see it up close. Through research they find this insect is attracted to a certain flower they also don't have much experience with. A two for one, right?
Excitement has set in. They plan the trip, gather up their supplies, and find the right spot. Immediately (well, after thoroughly admiring the subject) they get to work in their documentation. Though now there's a tickle in their nose. Not much to put mind to. That happens from time to time. An idle sniffle. A half attentive rub at their nose. But it's... persistent.
Then there it is: a sneeze, muffled neatly into them hem of their shirt. It wouldn't be right to be too loud or move too much now. No, that would scare the insects away. In any case, now that that's out they get back to work. Though it seems the one wasn't enough. They sneeze again and give their nose a firm rub afterward. It's getting a bit distracting now. A constant buzz in their sinuses. It's hard to draw or write when your breath and eyelids are constantly a-flutter in false starts. Speaking of eyes, they were starting to get itchy too.
They try to work despite it. It would probably go away soon. Though not before they're itchy and breathless from a fit. And then it clicks.
They don't have a lot of allergies, but of course it has to be the one plant that attracts the bug they're fixated on. Well, they can always come back another day, and they'll know to take antihistamines in preparation.
