Hello! As you might’ve gathered, this is a snz blog. You can call me failedstifles or FS, and I use she/her pronouns.
I only have so much control over who looks at my blog, but if you interact and I see that you’re younger than 18 or don’t have some indication of your age in your bio/pinned post/whatever, I will be blocking you.
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All my posts (snz or not) will be tagged as #failedstifles, and I’ll otherwise try to keep my blog fairly organized/easy to navigate.
[ And this is where I’d put my fic masterlist… if I had one! ]
listen i dont watch the hockey show so maybe im wildly off base but why is it always "he sees that hes obviously miserably sick while theyre facing off and its hard to focus on the game because he feels bad for him" and not "he sees that hes obviously miserably sick while theyre facing off and his competitive instinct takes over and he starts going harder on him and afterwords feels guilty about it but that moment of sadism on the ice, of locating the weak point and pressing, follows both of them until it starts bleeding into the dynamics of their sex life"
i see your person gets hit hard with head cold right before important valentine’s day date and goes to great lengths to hide it
i raise you person gets hit hard with head cold right before important valentine’s day date and takes so much medication they pass out and wake up hours later to a doozy of a headache, a dozen voicemail messages, and the horrific realisation that they’ve slept in past said date
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head colds are really sexy, because it's typically just enough to be annoying, embarrassing, to the point you can't ignore it, but also not enough to really be an excuse to stay home to most people. so you're just going through your day, very conspicuously sniffling, sneezing, blowing your nose, sounding congested, and you're either trying not to acknowledge it even though you can't ignore it, or you're constantly apologizing and/or complaining about it.
Character B has spent an extended amount of time desperately searching for character A, who is in danger. Long, strenuous days turn to nights spent pacing and planning their next search destination.
A is finally found. With their loved one safe, all of the stress and grief and exhaustion catches up with B. The force that had been driving them ends abruptly and they crash, hard. They're completely spent and achey and... hmm. Now their throat hurts, too.
Ofc B is gonna try to hide their illness from A, who just experienced all this trauma and needs to recover as well. And ofc the symptoms get so bad that they can't hide it any more. Durr.
So yeah, emotions and stuff with snz. Maybe A and B can take care of each other? 😶
itchiness in and of itself has always been one of those things that really Does It for me, and whether or not it ultimately results in sneezing is often less important (though always welcome, of course).
something about how itching is usually harmless yet almost completely impossible to ignore. distracting, demanding, so utterly irritating in every sense of the word. stealing all of the person’s focus and attention until they absolutely cannot bear it any longer. the way it makes them desperately want to scratch and rub the sensation away even when doing so only makes it worse in the long run. the way it can turn even the calmest, most patient person into an irritable, fidgety, short-tempered mess of nerves, if it’s bad and goes on for long enough. how it prevents them from ever being able to truly relax. the way it makes their eyes water and nose run. the visual component of redness and swelling. frustrated grimacing faces, scrunching noses, tense muscles, claw-like hand gestures. the maddening helplessness when the parts that itch can’t easily be reached and scratched, like the inner ear, throat, palate, sinuses………..
sorry to go on a horn rant but. I can never have enough of this. itchiness ho t.
Someone handcuffed or tied up, with a stray lock of hair hovering just at their brow line. Their nose is tickly already, but if they sneeze they’re sure to dislodge that strand of hair, and it’s going to land right on their sensitive nose, irritating it even more…
The tickle gets the better of them and they sneeze just once, and it’s an absolute mistake. Their hair is just long enough for the ends to tickle the rim of their nose, and they can’t even hitch without breathing it in and probing the itch. Trying to shake their head or blow it out of the way just causes it to brush back into place, an added torture unto their twitchy, tingling nose.
They have to ignore the tickle entirely or they’ll make it worse and worse, all without the use of their hands.
polycule coming down with the same cold one by one except one of them has the kink and is Losing Their Mind watching the others being all sniffly and stuffy and sneezy and cute
(gonna be talking about a scenario with 3 people all dating each other but of course that doesn't need to be the case, this is just what's been rotating in my brain) (cw for contagion (of course) + sex implied at the very end)
It starts with person A. Maybe they sleep in a little later than usual, or have a scratchiness to their voice that can almost be ignored.
Of course, though, it isn't. Their partners are quick to notice something is off about their dear A (and C tends to be especially... attentive to such changes), and from there the caretaking starts, B and C just wanting A to be as comfortable as possible so that they can kick this cold (despite A's hesitance and protests, not wanting their partners to get sick too).
However, when you spend so much time around a sick person, some things are inevitable, and soon B is powering through headaches and stifling sneezes, wanting to continue caring for A and not wanting A to feel guilty for B catching their cold. They can only claim to be fine for so long though, and between A having anticipated this would happen and C, again, being ever in-tune to these things, they're found out. A and B both help take care of each other, but now much of the caretaking duty has fallen on the miraculously-still-healthy C.
And C doesn't know how long they can take it.
It wasn't too bad at first - when A first got sick, as cute as they were in their sleepy, stuffy state, C's concern for them had overpowered any other feelings they might have had about the situation. The longer it lasted, though, when they could clearly see that A would be fine, it truly was just a cold, those feelings became harder to ignore.
It's even worse when they notice B getting sick - when they start to hear the congestion dulling their consonants and see their movements becoming sluggish in a way that can't be brushed off as just poor sleep. Of course, C doesn't like to see their partners suffer, they worry and care for them just as any good partner would. But they both just look and sound so cute like this - two cold-filled partners with stuffy voices sneezing through the day...
When C wakes up one morning with an ache in their throat and a tickle in their nose, they feel themself tingling in a way that isn't just from the low-grade fever they're now running.
They almost think to hide it - not only because they truly don't want their partners to feel any guilt over this cold claiming its next victim, but because they just don't know what they'll do with themself if any of this doting and softness is directed at them.
But of course, A and B knew it was only a matter of time before this happened, and are quick to confront C when they notice the tiredness in their eyes, the roughness in their voice, the sneezes that they almost managed to keep inaudible.
And, well, after all the care C has given them through this cold, A and B are more than happy to help take care of C (maybe in more ways than one).
