[pneumonyeah]

my fiancé is a sick, snotty mess right now and I have never loved him more 🥰

[gentle-sniffles]

Thinking on someone seeing the slow build up of their s/o, the started hitching breath, their nostrils flaring twice of their normal size while the edges became covered by a thin cape of congestion, and the whole trembling nose start to turn that lovely vulnerable shade of red due to the annoying irritation that tease them.

One of the things that love most about their s/o is their sneezes, they tent to have that comically slow build up where they can see how desperate they are to relieve their pure itching nose, and once they are allowed to satisfy it, oh boy, they realeased some of the loudest messiest sneezes, leaving them completly soacked with a buzzing sniffly nose.

However, due to the gargantuan explotion that their tingly nose produce, they tend to be very shy and apologetic when they lose the fight with the irritation, making them feel all embarrassed for the messy trouble they make or scaring innocent people with the mighty sound.

Knowing that, they rapidly grab a tissue from the small coffee table and put it in front of their s/o trembling nose before it explodes, suprising them and begining to blush due to the embaressment, they say its ok and the next second they feel the strong release of that poor abused nose, enjoying the loud "... HAATH'CHEEEWT!!! " and feeling how the tissue soacked with that nice warm feeling that frees them from the itchy allergen that have torture their weak sinuses.

They send them a lovingly tender look, saying in a gentle tone an small "bless you", giving their s/o's pinkish nose a chaste kiss, which probably reapeat the cicle and triggers another powerful sneeze.

[snzgay]

Hubba hubba yyyyyYYYYYEESSSS!

[silentsneezes]

person A is teetering on the edge of a sneeze, or sneeze fit. they can tell that it’s going to be big. they look around, nostrils flaring small, hitching breaths catching in their chest. a classmate looks over. A tries to give their classmate a small smile, but just manages a twitch of the nose.

“GhHRSCHXT!”

shit. snot shoots everywhere, coating the inside of their black cotton mask. they feel as the eyes of their classmates bore into them. a few people bless them. another snickers.

a few seconds pass before A feels a pat on the back. it’s their s/o, B, looking sympathetically at the growing wet splotch on A’s mask. A sniffles wetly, reigniting the itch. before they can help it, another wet sneeze tears through them.

“hehHRK’TSCHIWw!”

their hand instinctively goes to cover their nose, but their mask catches the mess instead. it’s thick and wet against their trembling nose.

they sigh with releif when the bell rings and chairs start scraping. B grabs their arm and gently (or not so gently- A whines about B’s grip) leads them to the nearest bathroom. locking the door, B pulls out a travel pack of tissues and a clean mask.

turning their back to B, A pulls down their mask. mess is strung from the soaked cotton mask to their pink nose. their nostrils tremble as the cold air dances along the inside of the itchy appendage. the reaction is innevetable.

a messy, chest heaving, spraying sneeze tears through A, spraying the mirror in front of them as well as their hands. petrified, A looks up to see the delicate spray splattered along the mirror. next, they notice the mess on their hands. fuck it.

they take a deep breath, allowing the air to burn their allergic nose. they indulge their trembling nose.

there’s a moment of buildup. B watches as A’s chest rises and falls, desperate hitching breaths getting shorter and shorter. their eyebrows scrunched, mouth hanging open, completely subdued to the fit.

“AHSXH! HEH’PTSCHHEW! KTSCXHX! HIh? p’TSCHFDEW!”

sneeze after sneeze escapes them. their soggy mask lays forgotten on the floor. A sneezes until their nose is finally content, hands dripping with the mess they splattered everywhere. B is dumbstruck. they pull out a few tissues and gently start cleaning A up, whispering blessyous and the occassional, “goodness gracious. you sure put on a show, love.”

A and B forget about the rest of their afternoon classes, instead choosing to go home and tend to A’s sensitive nose.

[snzgay]

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[snzgay]

OK QUESTION TIME

Which group are you in when in regards to mess?

Answer via reblog comment

😷=Nope, no mess, gross, ew nope

😪=In-between, little mess is ok, as a spice

🤧=Did someone say mess? I want mess! Where's the mess?!

[snzgay]

Reblog because want more answers!

[pneumonyeah]

🤧 give me snot connecting the nose to the tissue or fingers or the sounds of someone desperately trying to hold back a waterfall, and then the end results when they sneeze again and the snot just flies from their nostrils and sticks to their face and hand 🤤

[pneumonyeah]

Someone message me, I want to talk about sneezing cause my fiancé and I just took things to another level and I gotta talk to someone about it who understands ahhhh 🤧

[pneumonyeah]

I have a cold and I’m so congested 🤧

Lots of sniffling and sneezing, with some nose blowing and coughing. The ones at the end took some coaxing.

[mongooseblues]

Aww ur so cute I love u 🥺 therefore

[sneezegalaxy]

Hey if you have OCs that you create kink content about 👀 reblog this with your writing/art/OC tag in the notes…I love people making their OCs sneeze and I would love to pay witness.👏🏼

[pneumonyeah]

This is my very first wav 🙈

I figured I’d give it a shot since it’s so easy for me to induce. I used Chhinkni at first, then used a rolled tissue for better results.

I’m pretty nervous about this 😅

[pneumonyeah]

This is my very first wav 🙈

I figured I’d give it a shot since it’s so easy for me to induce. I used Chhinkni at first, then used a rolled tissue for better results.

I’m pretty nervous about this 😅

[head-colds]

someone that has a particular go-to cough drop brand. they don’t really notice what a distinct smell it has, in part because they don’t need them often - just when they’re getting a bad cold, what with the sore throat being forebodingly worse than that of a mild one.

one day they’re grateful to have found an old bag, because they find they’re needing to suck on them all morning. later they see their SO, and almost immediately after they start talking, the SO notices that fragrance that’s coating all their words. it’s distantly familiar. one of those scents that jogs an unplaceable, tip-of-the-tongue memory and the emotion around it. they keep chatting, but it continues to nag at them, mostly because the emotion it jogged is concern.

their partner finishes some remark and then sniffles. and save for the hint of wetness at its edges, it’s a soft, unremarkable thing. or at least it would be, if not for having sparked the rest of that memory:

that one time last winter, when their partner came down with that horrendous cold. they’ve been sick a few other times, sure, but not to the same degree. the partner recalls how stuffed up they were when they apologized for being such a mess, how they tried to keep from sneezing after they ran out of tissues, but couldn’t. the partner remembers how dense and sweet the scent was of those cough drops they used, and how the sniffles that dotted their speech started out gentle then, too. uh oh.

[terrestrialyarn]

The season.

[im-not-here-2021]

This is a reminder:

it’s okay to feel anxious and overwhelmed about covid-19/coronavirus

it’s okay to turn off the news and consume it at your own pace

it’s okay to distract yourself

it’s okay if it’s impacting your mental health

it’s okay to take a breather

it’s okay if you’re scared

it’s okay

[feverishfatale]

An exaughsted sickie being examined by the doctor for the chest cold that's absolutely killing them lately. The doctor listens to their symptoms, nodding at their complaints before conducting an exam. They start by holding the stethoscope to the sickies chest and ask them to draw in the deep breath slowly. The sickie inhales, the congestion crackling through their sinus down to their chest, and then exhales with a wheeze. Again, the doctor asks. The poor sickies lungs wheeze again with the force of trying to draw in air through the gunk that's clogging the passages. Again, the doctor says. They inhale shakily, the congestion apparent in the thickness of it and the wet, damp sound to their breathing. At the doctors command they attempt to exhale but their breath catches and they break into a fit of raspy coughs. They wheeze through the fit as the doctor sits back, breathing in wet pants that do nothing to move the congestion settling into their lungs. The doctor leaves them with a diagnosis of a nasty chest cold and warns them that without rest it will likely turn into something more serious.

[a-fever-a-day]

whump prompts- pneumonia

-the whumpee thinks they’re getting better after a bout of flu, but it’s been getting harder and harder to breathe, and they think their thermometer might be broken, since the reading is way too high

-they were well enough to go on a bike ride the day before, but today they woke up with a crackle and wheeze as they breathe in and out, their coughs deep and exhausting

-they fell in the lake while camping, and might’ve inhaled a bit of water. But they’re fine. Or at least they are until a fever of 103 and a shortness of breath sends them to the ER

-not wanting to worry the team after they’ve been out sick for days, whumpee pretends their cough has actually gotten better. This fails spectacularly when a visit to the hospital for a minor injury reveals a much more serious diagnosis

-they don’t understand why people are standing over them, laying wet cloths on their forehead, holding their hand. They just know it’s so, so cold, and they can’t quite get enough air

-their fever spikes overnight, sending their “cold” from bad to dangerous, and their cough has turned into a productive, gasping affair. They don’t realize what time it is, and when someone comes to check up on them they find whumpee delirious and struggling to breathe

[pneumonyeah]

My boyfriend doesn’t even know that I love sneezing, but he drives me fucking crazy every time he has to sneeze. It’s always a buildup with nose scrunching, looking into the distance, hand up to his nose... he’ll stop what he’s doing to say “I have to sneeze” and every time I have to look away cause FUCK ME. And his sneezes are just 👌🏻

He told me something about the flora here gets to him every Spring and lets just say I am WAITING for that warmer weather.

[forgivemeforihavesnezed]

Concept: a sickie who’s just so utterly congested and runny and just suffering from a messy, wet cold falling alseep with a handful of tissues pressed to their face….or conversely trying to continue working or staying awake or what not but having to just sit there with a crumple of wet soggy tissues pressed up against their nostrils with one hand to just try and stop the mess as they desperately try to work with the other….