Hi! It's been a while since i want to make an intro post but i was too shy and new to tumblr to know how to start, but well, here i go!
Welcome to my kink blog, you can call me Jen, the plethora is they/them, non binary, ace spectrum, biromantic. My mother language is spanish, i learned english in school and fanfics kept me going, so if at any given moment someone wants to add constructive criticism i'd be very very grateful ty.
In my country you are legal when you're 18 years old, so, MINORS DNI, please.
About my content:
-Crazy abt my bf atm so maybe that's what i'll be posting more. I don't know exactly why but i tagged posts about him with #jenbf 🤡
-My wavs are tagged as #jenwav . I wanted to try and retrieve to the community that offered me so much. I don't have as many oportunities to record as i'd like being that i feel more comfortable doing it when i'm home alone, but if you happen to have a request i can try when given the oportunity uwu
-Sometimes i write scenarios -or feel like some experiences can apply very oof-, they're under #jensnzario
-I also have one shot's that i want to share with you, someday, they would be under the #jensnzfic tag and detailed in a section in this pinned post (also if you happen to be interested in helping me as a beta pls dm me <3)
-If i ever, ever do some drawings, (there's one hyper vanilla maybe) they'll be under #jenart
And all my ramblings under #jenpost or opinion tags under #jenrb :v
Fandoms -and preferences-:
-S/piderdevil -A/drew's s/piderman and M/att M/urdock from D/aredevil-
-H/ijack (The d/reamworks boys) -J/ack F/rost and H/iccup-
-K/uroshitsuji -S/ebastian, R/onald K/nox-
-JC A/vatar -young± J/ake, the S/ullys, a/onoak (soorry, but that enemies to lovers gets me hehe)-
-B/yler -S4/5 W/ill yes ty
-N/o. 6 -N/ezumi and S/hion-
-D/&D movie -D/oric-
-S/hadowhunters -A/lec and M/agnus-
-A/vatar: tla -Z/uko, also in z/ukka's form-
-I/nuyasha -Inuyasha, Sango, Sesshomaru-
-M/iraculous lb -L/uka, Adrien, if L/ukadrien- better-
-T/he L/ion K/ing 2 -K/ovu and K/iara-
I think that's it, as far as i can remember right now that's all the fandoms i'd love to read or fantasize, if i remember another one i'll be adding it bc we never know where do we have friends or allies hahah (and also, serious question, how does one find fandom around here?)
A bit about me:
-I'm a musician, percussionist
-Don't have allergies -as far as i know- apart from the usual dust
-Idk how i got to be a little germaphobe and still have this kink since... 12? 14? Haha weird how this things coexist... So irl mess is a big no for me, in media, maybe a little... I think this kink for me is more of an auditory thing...
-The no's are also for uncovered and dad sneezes
-Thougths about contagion... Just with consent of course, irl... I think that sounds romantic, but just if i have money and time to be sick ha ha x,v
-I mostly use my phone to tumblr and there are a lot of blogs i'd like to follow and posts i'd like to kudo but this is a side blog and i'm "paranoid" so i mostly rb x)
And well i think that's all(?) thank you if you read this far, dm's and asks are always fine about whatever
R/ocky is worried and noticed the changes in G/races behavior before G/race does!
He notices him being more sluggish than usual and not behaving like usual, but G/race brushes it off, he says the tiredness must be catching up to him.
R/ocky noticing his leaky space blob is leaking, but not from eyes! Why is G/race friend leaking from a different place than usual?
R/ocky, who always watches G/race sleep, watching his usually steady slumber become fitful.
R/ocky, started as G/race friend suddenly snaps at the waist and makes a completely new sound.
G/race, excusing himself with a slight blush and answering the inevitable questions from R/ocky.
G/race trying to stifle sneezes out of habit, forgetting that he can’t hide the frequency of his sneezes from R/ocky.
R/ocky asking his friend why he holds them back. Not good for body!
As he slowly comes to terms with his symptoms, G/race, having to explain what a cold is, trying to soothe a terrified R/ocky after he watched his whole crew die from a mysterious illness.
G/race trying to battle an awful, sniffly headcold with no access to a drugstore. No soup to soothe his tired throat, no bath to cool his rising temperature, no soft tissues for his sneezes.
R/ocky, ever the mechanic, who is desperate to comfort his squishy friend, asking G/race about each symptom, and asking how he can help.
Imagine a chilled, sniffly, and feverish G/race, finally admitting he doesn’t feel good at all, snuggling with R/ocky in his new xenonite suit for warmth, the two of them underneath his quilt.
R/ocky, watching G/races shivers subside and his brow relax, silently vowing to always watch over his human and make sure he’s always taken care of.
He wasn't quite sure when the alcohol had been brought out during this... well, it was supposed to be a meeting between him, Ilyukhina and Shapiro to work on the Hail Mary's internal systems that focused on astrophage collection. But it sure wasn't that at this point. Nor was he quite sure who'd brought out the alcohol in the first place, though he strongly suspected Ilyukhina. Either way, the result was that he was already three shots of vodka in before Dimitri walked in with a bottle of wine.
Grace looked over at his two compatriots. Shapiro was smiling slightly sheepishly. "He asked me if the meeting was still going and I might've send him a picture of the vodka," she admitted.
"Good thing I didn't snitch on you to Stratt," Dimitri responded, sitting down and putting the wine on the table. "Anyone want a glass?"
Grace handed him his cup and when he got it back took a sip. It was pretty decent, and he took a few more sips before his nose reminded him of something he always seemed to forget about. He put the cup down and pressed his knuckles against his nose. "h- hh- H'DJZCHew! hHH'DJIZCHew! D'JZSCHew! Ugh, 'scuse me," he muttered, sniffing tentitavely before removing his knuckes again. "Always happens and I always forget."
Ilyukhina started laughing. "What do you mean 'always happens?' You always sneeze when you drink wine?"
His head was buzzing unpleasantly in a way that he probably shouldn’t have ignored. Neither should he have ignored the scratchyness of his throat or the way he could feel himself getting more and more congested by the minute.
He did, throwing back the fourth cup of coffee in as many hours instead. It caught in his throat and threw him into a coughing fit that left tears in his eyes.
“Woah Grace, you good there?”
Shapiro’s voice made him jump, and he had to hit his chest a few times to firmly stop coughing before responding.
“Yeah, just swallowed wrong.” His voice sounded strained to his own ears. Grace swiped his hand under his glasses, them moved his hand down to rub his nose and sniffed before looking at Shapiro and smiling. He’d been working with her and DuBois for a few months now, lecturing them on the astrophage and working with them to come up with new experiments to figure out as many things about them as possible.
He sniffed again, trying to fight the growing itch. “Is DuBois not here yet?” he asked.
Shapiro nodded. “He’s on his way. He got caught up in the lab. Actually, there was-”
She’s cut off by Grace turning away from her. Raising a finger as he desperately ducked into his elbow with a decently loud “HhHH’DJEschew! H’DJIISchew!” he sniffed again before he came back up, smiling sheepishly. “‘Scuse me.”
“Bless you!” Shapiro said, surprised.
“Bless,” another voice called from the door.
Grace barely suppressed another jump as he heard DuBois enter. He cleared his throat. “Thank you. What were you saying Shapiro?” he asked.
She shook her head. “It can wait until after this.” She started to continue talking, but paused as she really looked at him again. “Are you sure you’re okay? You’re looking- not the best,” she said honestly.
DuBois had reached the desk Grace was sitting behind by this point and was looking him over. “I agree,” he said simply.
Grace flushed. In all honesty, he felt pretty bad. When he went to bed the previous night he could already tell he was coming down with something and when he’d woken up it had not gotten better. But there was no resting for him. He’d had mountains of paperwork and new research to get through and that was before he had to prepare for this lecture. Not to mention the other list of things he needed to do after this.
It probably didn’t help that he hadn’t slept more than a few hours in the past days.
He rubbed his eyes, ran his hand under his nose again (it was getting annoying now) and nodded to the duo before him. “I’m fine. Allergies or something.” He waved it off.
He could see that Shapiro was doubting him, but she seemingly decided to let it go for now. Grace got up from behind the desk and started up the powerpoint he’d created for this meeting. “Anyway, let’s get into today’s programming.”
“Hh- HH’HDJISchew! H’DZZschEW! H-” The third sneeze left him in limbo for a solid few seconds before he ducked down again with a final “H’DZSCHEw! Ugh-” Grace cleared his throat, trying to cover up the embarrassment he felt about interrupting himself for god knows how many times in the last hour.
“Bless you,” Shapiro said.
“T-” his voice cracked on the first letter of his word and he was forced to clear his throat again. “Thank you. As I was sayihhg…” he trailed off as he could feel his breath catching and he was forced to turn away again. “H- hh- H’DJZSCHIW! Oh my god!” he groaned. “I apologise.” He grabbed one of the tissues he’d been forced to dig out of his bag earlier and ducked down to blow his nose.
“Bless you again.”
“If I may, you look- unwell, Grace.” DuBois said. “Worse than when we started today.”
When he turned back to his colleagues he found Shapiro looking at him with an intensity that made him uncomfortable. “You do,” she confirmed.
He didn’t need a mirror to know they were probably right. His nose felt red and uncomfortable, and no matter how many times he’d blown it he still felt congested. His voice had also gotten worse, and he honestly wasn’t sure how much longer it would hold out before he lost it completely. “I, uh,” he sighed. “It’s just a cold,” he admitted.
DuBois raised his eyebrow, clearly doubting him. “Just?” he repeated.
Grace cleared his throat again. “Yes. Just. We might as well finish, I’m pretty close to being done with this.” He gestured at the powerpoint.
“Are you sure? We could continue this when you’re feeling better Grace,” Shapiro said.
“It’s fine,” Grace said, frustration lacing his voice. He cleared his aching throat again and pushed on with his lecture.
True to his word, he managed to finish it in about ten minutes, even holding off on sneezing until he was wrapping up. He gave his nose a frustrated swipe and turned back to DuBios and Shapiro. “Any- any questions?” He coughed lightly into his elbow.
“None for today I think,” DuBois said, sharing a look with Shapiro that Grace was too tired to interpret.
“You should rest,” Shapiro said, getting up. “That’s what we’re going to do as well.”
Grace doubted it. He shrugged. “I’ll head off in a second. I still need to wrap up some things for today.”
Shapiro raised her eyebrow. “Can’t it wait?”
He sniffed, rubbing his nose again as the itch came back with a vengeance. “N- not really.”
“If you insist,” DuBois said, and the concern in his voice made Grace feel both annoyed and a little warm.
He nodded curtly, keeping his fist pressed against his nose to stave off the inevitable. As soon as his colleagues left the room he immediately dropped himself back down in his chair and frantically reached for another tissue. “Hh- h- H’DJYZSCHIW! D’JZSCHew!! H- hDSCHHEw!! Ugh-” he blew his nose and leaned his head down onto his hands. His head felt like it was filled with lead. Still, he removed one of his hands to grab a pile of research papers he’d printed out of his bag and put them down in front of him. Then, he put his hand back and started attempting to read them.
A hand on his bicep woke him up. He shot up with a start, gasping slightly with surprise which immediately threw him into a coughing fit. The room was dark, and through his nearly closed eyes and skewed glasses it was hard to make out who had woken him up. How long had he been asleep? When he was finally able to pull himself together he managed to make out the shape of Stratt in front of him, who was staring at him with something akin to concern in her eyes.
“Dr. Grace?” she asked.
He attempted to respond, but his voice came out a nearly inaudible croak. He coughed and tried again, but the resulting “yes?” was still hard to understand and cut out by the last letter.
“You sound bad.” Stratt stated.
“Thanks,” he croaked out.
Stratt sighed. “Go home.”
“But-” he started to protest, beginning to gesture at the pile of paper he’d moved around a bit in his sleep.
“Go home Grace. You’re of no use like this.”
His shoulders slumped. “Okay,” he muttered, beginning to gather up his stuff only to be interrupted by another pair of sneezes. “H- DSZCch! D’JZSChh!”
“Bless,” Stratt said in a tone he couldn’t interpret.
He nodded in response, finishing up gathering his things and slowly heading for the door.
Usually sneezes in threes and fairly harshly, something like "HH'DJSCHew! H'DJISCHiw! h-hH'DDJSChh!"
Will usually apologise after sneezing.
Doesn't get sick very often but when he does it hits his voice like a truck.
Wine sneezer! Mostly when he drinks red wine but white wine can set it off too.
Allergic to cats and he really wishes he wasn't because he loves them.
His glasses have a tendency to slide down his face when he sneezes, so if he's having a fit he'll sometimes have to fumble to push them back up before they fall.
When your head sings out of nowhere and without implications the phrase of a song saying "when we're in bed" and your kinkiest self bursts with no further warning into the fantasy of hanging out in bed with your sick cuddly partner all stuffed and sneezy, sending a subtle shiver through your body while you're sitting at work trying to fit schedules in an excel sheet.
dAmn. dOn't scAre me like thAt. you let me there praying for a second that a bit of my nipples don't show. SHIt.
Check the song down here if you're curious about it
Now, does anybody know if there's evidence of R/yan G/osling sneezing or faking a sneeze? It would be good to know if it's the "ahw no poor thing" or "oh boy..." kind...
Something like... "A Cold? On E/rid?" or... "E/rid Springs" or so...?
Grace centric but hmm... if not why couldnt Eridians buzz and have different sounds... hmm... because of a kind of microscopic external parasyte or types of spores hmm... ok wow now i have headcanons. These Eridians are cute then.
I'm supposed to be ace, or grey? but yesterday while taking care of myself (not like "propperly" but at least with more enthusiasm than i've ever done bc my bf is sick and has me like fucking charmander this time) i thought. Like. Raw. "Oh i want sex"
Wtf
What is my bf doing to me. THE HELL HIS SNEEZES ARE DOING TO MEE.
That's it i'm lost.
Is this demi? But. The further connection can be the acceptance of a fetish? Him being the only human to my knowledge that i allow by me when they're sick? That sounds hella selfish. Bc i dont feel the dreamy "he's perfect for me" or "he's the man of my dreams/my life" things yet. What? Help?
g o d. My bf and i played and talked through discord, he sneezed loudly, lately these ones are hight pitched, i liked it pretty much and wanted to destroy my wall, but well, we kept playing. Then we had a videocall just now before sleep and he sneezed loud and i got to see his long enough pre sneeze face and fuck. I feel kinda bad for feeling so horny while he's not well, but FUUUUCK DAAAAMN, i felt like fucking charmander, i don't know if that's how they feel when they get horny when they shouldn't and they need to hold their horses until they're back home to jack off. I needed to come here bc man. Fuck. I hope he gets well but i hope his sneezes keep coming wild and steady this sunday pLeAsE. Sorry but pleaseeee auuwghhhhhhh. I'm a horny mess right now no fucking way how embarassing ahhwwwwwuuuggghhhhhhhmmmmm
You’re cuddling your girlfriend who starts to have a pretty intense sneezing fit….. she must be allergic to something.. >~<
Haven’t done a scenario in a longgg time, definitely plan on doing more gf themed stuff soon! Includes lots of apologies, accidentally sneezing on “you”, and desperate/clingy whimpering
Played this back and woahhhh I sound a lot more uhhhh needy near the end (4:55) than i remembered… I was also kinda lightheaded around that time so I think that just made a few extra noises slip..
NSFW CONTEXT BELOW. MINORS AND NON KINK BLOGS DNI.
Soooooo hi. I was supposed to take a nap. I couldn’t fall asleep so I gave up and ended up inducing with chhinkni in the shower..🫠
I’ve wanted to try this for a really long time, I just never did because I thought how different could it be…. Boy was I wrong.
Obviously I didn’t have any tissues so I was forced to let my sneezes out as they were, including some pretty harsh sneezes (for me at least) towards the end. Ergo they felt really good and I got really horny and turned on in the middle of this. For about the last minute I just rested my head against the glass shower door and let myself sneeze onto my chest and thighs, because who cares.. I was already in the shower anyway ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ so by the end of this everything was wet ;) and yeahhh you can probably guess what I did after the recording ended
