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🤯 irl events
(tags pt. 2)
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Oh, to gently hold a mildly feverish person… to sweetly kiss their head and tell them to rest, now…
thinking abt someone inducing w an easter lilly.
holding it inches away from their face to inhale its sweet scent, which is enough to make their nostrils flare and their breath catch. burying their twitching nose right into the white petals, into the heart of the flower, where the stamens are heavy with golden pollen.
perhaps one brushes against the sensitive inside of a nostril, perhaps the pollen itself is enough. hh ... hehh ... a sigh, chased by a gasp, as their brows furrow and their eyes turn hazy. they tilt their head back as their breath hitches, a smudge of golden dust marking the reddened tip of their nose.
as their lips part and their lashes flutter, a light touch of the petals against the undersides of their nostrils is all it takes to tip them over the edge. they jerk forward, sneezing a wet and hopelessly itchy h'kisshh! heh'kisshiew! right into the centre of the flower itself. h - hihh ... ? their mouth hangs open as their body straightens again in anticipation. the pollen that's already wafted into their nose isn't going anywhere. ihh – ieeh – !
Me every time the feeling forehead trope reveals a fever:
consider: sneezing in an interrogation setting
Just found a fun picrew :)
hell yeah what a cute picrew
。 o ○ ╭◜◝ ͡ ◜ ͡ ╮ ╭◜◝ ͡ ◜◝ ͡ ◝╮ ( 💕snz💕 ) (💖allergies💖) ╰◟◞ ͜ ╭◜◝ ͡ ◜◝ ͡ ◝ ͡ ╮◞◟◞ ╯ ( 💓colds💓 ) ╰◟◞ ͜ ◟◞ ͜ ◟◞ ╯
the concept of someone with a cold having to shovel snow........miserable. iconic.
Grew up in very snowy place, allow me to bestow upon you some visuals:
- Freshly fallen snow is very powdery and tossing it from the shovel to the place you want it to go inevitably involves mists of powder getting all over your face/hair, wincing in shock/surprise when that happens
- It is also likely still snowing when you’re shoveling it
- It is physically demanding, I’m talking panting, sniffling even if you’re not sick, extremely red cheeks from the temperature and exertion, simultaneously sweating and shivering
- You have to get extremely bundled up when you do so I’m talkin gloves, massive coat with hood, hoodie with hood up underneath that, snow pants if you’ve got em, you will become a snowman
- Afterward allll of that clothing is wet and unwearable especially your socks so you better not be going to work straight away
- It is. SO. Miserable <3
Oh man, this. Also:
- Constantly bending over and righting yourself when you already have a runny nose? Complete disaster.
- If the snow is wet it’s super heavy, and if you’re not used to shovelling or if it’s the first snow of the season the DOMS can hit you haaarrd the next day. All those aches on top of a cold? No fun. (Unless you’re writing about it.)
visual of the night: someone with their arms crossed for warmth, sneezing towards the ground in front of them rather than bothering to shift position to cover in any sort of way
character who’s particularly cranky today for, oh, whatever reason..., and right after having a snippy unnecessary little argument with their partner, they go blow off some steam by going out to the patio/balcony/etc for a smoke break. they don’t usually at night, esp not in the winter, but they do right now - and it’s freezing out. and though having the moment out there to themself is helping at making them feel less irritable, the chill of the air has them non-stop shivering and keeps setting off and off their presently-quite-sensitive nose (which the smoke really isn’t helping either..).
their partner either can hear their fit or they can see it through the glass of the door, and that’s how they realize that the reason other is in such a mood today is because they’re getting a cold
And do they bring it up? or do they wait until their partner, with a clogged sniffle and a pout, shuffles over & starts tentatively cuddling up to them with, “Sorry about earlier. -snff- I don’t think I’m feeling very well.”
I was daydreaming about classic romance tropes in books (I’m a huge romance fan) and I decided to spice a couple of my fav tropes up with the snzf*cker treatment. Why is there no snz kink book selection at Barns & Noodles or whatever it’s called? C’mon people…
The Love Triangle
Character ‘A’ and Character ‘B’ have known each other awhile. They’re friends, but not particularly close. ‘A’ is rather stoic and quiet, and therefore somewhat intimidating to everyone around them. 'B’ is the direct opposite: bubbly, outgoing, very caring and open with their emotions. As such, 'A’ is often on the receiving end of 'B’s affection and care. 'B’ is the only one who asks 'A’ if they’re feeling ok when they’re being even more quiet than usual. 'B’ will always chirp a blessing anytime 'A’ sneezes (whereas nobody else would dare), and the few times 'A’ has been visibly ill, 'B’ subtly takes on the role of caretaker and offers tissues, makes tea, etc.
'A’ has tolerated all this attention throughout their friendship with good-natured, but insistent, comments about how they don’t need to be coddled, they’re fine, they really just want to be left alone. But their protests never seems to sink in for 'B’.
Enter Character 'C’.
'C’ joins their group and immediately hits it off with 'B’. 'C’ is outgoing, friendly, funny, and charming. 'A’ doesn’t think too much about it at first. Doesn’t even notice, really, since 'B’ is always making new friends.
One day, 'C’ shows signs of having a cold, and immediately 'B’ takes on the caretaker role, as usual. 'C’ is a much more grateful and gracious patient than 'A’ ever was; in fact, 'C’ seems to be really enjoying 'B’s attention, even being affectionate and effusive in their thanks.
At the same time, 'B’, either from finally accepting 'A’s protests or just from being so focused on caring for 'C’, doesn’t notice when 'A’ starts to fall ill, too. Doesn’t bless 'A’s sneezes, doesn’t ask how they’re doing. 'A’ is finally being left alone, just like they’ve asked for all this time.
And the minute 'A’ realizes this, they suddenly start to feel…something. A panicked feeling they don’t understand, and a growing, irrational anger at 'C’. Why is 'C’ getting all of 'B’s attention? What’s so great about 'C’s sneezes anyway? Hell, what’s so great about 'C’? Why does 'C’ always get blessed? 'B’ was their friend first. 'B’ was theirs, first.
It’s bad enough that 'A’ is in the grip of this awful cold, but now, for the first time, they’re an emotional wreck, too. And every unblessed sneeze just makes 'A’ feel worse, because…doesn’t 'B’ care about them anymore…? And if so, how do they…fix that…?
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Enemies to Lovers
'A’ is confident, friendly, and sadly, seems destined to be single forever. It’s not that they’re demanding or high-maintenance or even looking for the perfect mate; they just have…particular tastes…that have not been met by anyone.
It’s not like what they’re looking for is something impossible to find. They just want to find someone nice, who is fairly attractive, with a good sense of humor–and most importantly, an excellent sneeze.
That’s it. Is that so much to ask?
Apparently it is, as 'A’ has had their fair share of bad dates. 'Bad’ in that they were perfectly decent people, but…just not the right fit for 'A’s tastes.
Enter 'B’. 'B’ is attractive, and for one split second when they meet, 'A’ feels the faintest flutter of interest…
Then 'B’ opens their mouth, and proves to be the most arrogant and unpleasant person 'A’ has ever met. 'B’ is snobbish, cold, standoffish and everything 'A’ DOES NOT WANT in a mate. How could 'A’ have even thought 'B’ was attractive?!
In response, 'A’ immediately becomes just as frosty and cold anytime they have to interact with 'B’. So much so that they don’t notice 'B’s occasional smirks of amusement when 'A’ fires insults back at them, or the way that 'B’s dark eyes begin to light up with interest anytime 'A’ enters the room.
Then one day, 'B’ shows up looking…not well. 'A’ immediately notices the tinge of redness around 'B’s nose, and the way that 'B’ keeps trying–and failing–to hide their sniffles and nose rubs. Whether it’s a cold or allergies, 'A’ can’t be sure, but whatever it is, it’s…distracting…
But 'A’ isn’t worried. Even if 'B’ DOES sneeze (something that 'A’ up until this point hasn’t ever witnessed) 'A’ is sure that it will be just as repulsive to them as 'B’s entire personality is.
…and then 'B’ sneezes, and it’s the most perfect sneeze 'A’ has ever witnessed.
'B’s entire veneer of cold superiority drops in that instant of pure desperation, their cloak of power and control ripped from them as they’re left sniffling and seemingly vulnerable in the aftermath of their sudden display of humanity. And 'A’, stunned by what they’ve witnessed, completely forgets their hostility to offer a breathless and sincere “Bless you.”
To which 'B’, sniffling and trying to regain their composure, quietly says, “Thank you,” with a warmth and appreciation that 'A’ had not thought possible. And 'A’ suddenly feels their heart pounding with desire, even as they begin to scream internally: Oh. Oh no. No no no….!
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makin snez asks bc i'm bored
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someone silently muddling through the invisible first stage of a cold, where their throat is scratchy and incredibly sore but it hasn’t started to show up in their voice, and they’re weighed down by malaise but their eyes aren’t shadowed or pink yet, and they can tell they’re starting to get sick but they don’t want to say anything to anyone – maybe they’d be uncomfortable by the attention, or they don’t want people worrying, or they just don’t think it’s a necessary topic of conversation – and their silence persists even when they end up having to unexpectedly spend too much time outside while the air is cold and damp, despite the effect it’s going to have on them later when the distinctive signs of illness display themselves far more ferociously than they would have otherwise
I'm not even much of a fan of coughing but when someone goes straight from a sneeze into cough it sounds so sick & it makes my heart feel like someone tried to squeeze all the juice out of it. Please Let Me Take Care Of You.
someone removing their glasses after they sneeze is really freaking cute. maybe their eyes have teared up, and having glasses in the way really isn't conducive to swiping at them. maybe their glasses sit just a *little* too far down the bridge of their nose, perhaps just in the wrong place, and the slight pressure exacerbates a deep-set itch in their sinuses. maybe it's simply a sign of tiredness, a habit which comes of being sick and exhausted, suggesting they're so worn-out they simply don't care about being able to see the world around them anymore.
Polite sneezing. Immediately excusing oneself afterwards. Trying to keep the sound at a minimum as to not be disruptive. Always turning away and covering. Apologetic comments like “I’d shake your hand, but I don’t want you to catch this”. Feeling exceedingly miserable but still being considerate of others.