look i'd memorised all my fave blogs and was starting to search them every night bc I was that horny for sneezes this wasn't going away any time soon
I'm Dorrie, and all personal info I’m comfortable sharing is in my blog description. This kink is extremely sexual for me and you should know that in advance. I will sometimes post non-snz sexual content. I will update tags as needed (see below). If I slip on a tag feel free to let me know (politely) but my headspace isn't always great at remembering details.
should you choose to follow please be aware that you can expect posts that are n/s/f/w and that involve mess and contagion. I do not apologise for finding deliberate contagion hot and if you can’t distinguish between sexual fantasy and reality then I recommend you don’t follow me.
this is intended to be an 18+ space for my own personal use - by interacting you confirm you are also 18+. I periodically block followers with no age in their bio.
I'm open to conversation/RP with people and have a background in writing fic, although I'm not yet brave enough for true self-indulgence :P
tag list and OC descriptions below the cut:
🛌 - colds / flu / illness
🌼 - allergies of any kind (pollen / animals / dust / perfume etc.)
🪶 - feathers
🧪 - science or scifi adjacent (i assign this one on vibes :P)
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💦 - mess
🤧 - contagion
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📚 - stories or snzarios
🔂 - wavs / audios / videos
🎨 - art / photos / images
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🏳️🌈 - queer content
♂️ - male sneezing (cis or trans men)
♀️ - female sneezing (cis or trans women)
note i don’t currently tag nb, gen/derfluid, gen/derqueer or unspecified genders. I also try not to tag people’s OCs bc i know sometimes they use multiple pronouns. I also only tag queer relationships if explicitly queer, so no character A / character B scenarios. I might change that bc sometimes often I am thinking of queer characters when I reblog.
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🥵 - descriptive and hot af
🫠 - [redacted] (it’s the horny tag)
🫦 - not snz / other kinks (will add specific tags as I feel like it)
🌌 - posted by me (both snz content and personal posts)
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Character Symbols
I use the following to help me find posts associated with particular OCs. None have names that have stuck yet but I’ll briefly describe them here. edit: i like how these got longer and longer the more I wrote lol...
🌺 - [she/her] high class spy who appears very gentle but hiding a steel resolve. Snzfckr, very in love with her partners 💛 and 🖤. Has a rather strong sensitivity to dust and owns an adorable puppy <3 Has some slight dom tendencies and really enjoys watching people putting on a bit of a show while holding off on her own pleasure and edging for as long as she can.
🖤 - [she/they] another spy, met 🌺 on a mission and decided to switch sides and is now a double agent. Isn’t often around as a result :( also a snzfckr and discovered this in a snzing while hiding scenario, but isn’t yet ready to explore it much :) Clams up at people telling her what to do and finds it very difficult to relinquish any kind of control or be vulnerable in front of others due to years of only being able to rely on herself but 💛 and 🌺 slowly earn her trust and are very sweet and patient while they wait for her to be ready.
💛 - [they/them] ray of sunshine <333 Has a wonderfully sneezy pollen allergy, which extends to floral perfumes, and very eager to please 🌺 and 🖤 and will happily induce for them. Sneezes are very drippy and spray all over and constantly borrowing tissues or handkerchiefs because he likes how flustered it makes 🌺 and 🖤. They’re just being a shit on purpose, they’ve never been ill prepared despite their laidback attitude in their life, but they LOVE to tease by asking for snzy supplies.
💚 - [he/him] He gets all the himbo tags not bc he’s dumb (he’s not!!) but his brain stops working when he’s sneezy and he comes over all bashful and clumsy and his sneezes sneak up on him so fast that he gets rather sloppy with his covering. He’s absolutely mortified by the whole affair and is very apologetic and interrupts his apology with yet more sneezes. Very messy and snotty and LOUD, his sneezes are a whole spectacle and a half. He doesn’t have any allergies, he’s just prone to head colds. He’s also really artsy - loves to paint and play music and is very generous and shares everything with his friends and family :) I sometimes ship him with 💖
🧡 - [he/they] snzfckr, scientist, lonely heart. lives with an android he built himself (💿) and they get up to some wild times together. He’s pretty clumsy but when he’s sick he plays it up bc they’re super fucked up and there’s nothing they like better than spreading those viral particles far and wide and he really really gets off on it. They also get turned on by their own sneezes and if he’s being honestly, he loves being all gross and disgusting and sneezing openly and spraying over everything. However this is all very much only in his own home, they do take their work super seriously and have a minor mental block with regards to sneezing in public so when he loses control at a conference it’s the absolute worst thing that could have happened and in the aftermath he runs into 💖 and they get together soon after <3
💖 - [he/him] another scientist but much shyer than 🧡 He really enjoys letting people take the reins in a relationship and He’s so polite like literally the nicest guy ever and at first 💿 has beef with him for “taking over” and tries to torture him with allergens but this only revealed that he’s also a snzfckr (just much more mild in manner) and at first he was super embarrassed at being found out bc he thought 💿 had gone snooping but the misunderstanding was soon cleared up and the happily sneezing household now gets along swell :D Sometimes I ship him with 💚 bc I like the art / science contrast <3
💿 - [she/it] the most sadistic lil android you never knew. Not technically a snzfckr but she was programmed and built by 🧡 to help him and it interpreted that to include helping him get off so it’s really just an extension of their desires. but it has an AI brain so it’s developed and evolved beyond that and now enjoys torturing both 🧡 and 💖 and frankly anyone foolish enough to ignore warnings about being left alone with her....
💙 - [he/him] obligatory businessman always down for an office fuck :P Son of the CEO, is actually genuinely good at his job, garners a lot of respect, and is set to become the big boss some day... if he can stop sleeping around the office lmaoooo... was put onto snzfckery by a secretary he slept with while he had a brutal cold and he has a bit of a praise kink so it all meshed rather well and he’s more than happy to keep exploring snz kink further. Bit of a workaholic and frequently shows up to work while atrociously unwell and his brother will come out and drag him home. He has some awful allergies too but swears up and down that they don’t affect his work - meanwhile the entire teams’ getting a free shower while he tries to present because he’s pretty damn useless at stifling
🔘 - [he/him] ngl he’s just a dilf and frankly i’m embarrassed about him <3 amalgamation of every old man I find attractive and he gets tagged when I get the vibe lmaooo. technically 💙‘s CEO dad but I try not to think to hard about that part bc 😳😳😳
Might add more later for example it’s a real tragedy I have no milf character but lmaooo this ought to do for a start.... I keep the universes pretty loose so although you can probably see three clearcut stories / worlds, they do overlap however I see fit.
A medieval knights' tournament where one of the knights is a woman. It's a tough competition, but one by one she beats all the other knights and win the tournament. As a token of appreciation, the princess grants the winning knight her handkerchief. However, the tournament took place in the middle of winter. Our brave night might've won, but she worked so hard that she ended up with the most horrific cold she just can't beat. Now the princess' handkerchief is more than a mere token. It is used repeatedly. The brave knight overcomes the shame of the act because her red nose demands it. As she sneezes over and over in bed she can't help but wonder what would the princess think if she saw her like this. Suddenly, there's a knock on the door. Is it the princess? The princess' maid? Maybe it's just a feverish dream? Who can tell?
I don’t know what gets me about flower allergies but it’s so GAHHHH. Someone can’t even be in the same room as the flowers they’re allergic to or they start sneezing? The closer they get the harsher and more rapid their sneezes become? They can’t do anything besides sneeze and sneeze, their poor nose is torturing them for something they can’t control.
Think of all the scenarios that could happen. All the settings that it could happen in. Flowers are so versatile, they’re literally everywhere.
Imagine someone walking in a garden, not being able to stop sneezing the entire time. Or only one specific section gets them in a very rapid fit, because only that section has flowers they’re incredibly allergic to. They can’t escape the flowers because that’s the whole point of the garden, so they just have to sneeze until they walk out. But each minute they’re around flowers makes the sneezing worse. By the time they’re out, they’ve been sneezing for 30 minutes straight.
Imagine someone being gifted a bouquet of flowers. They know that they’re allergic, but they lift it up to their face to smell them anyway, believing they maybe won’t sneeze as much just out of sheer willpower. Or maybe the affect is so immediate and vicious that the second they’re handed the flowers they start sneezing, and they have to hold it out away from them, desperately trying to get the person who gave it to them to take it back.
Imagine someone purposely inducing with flowers that they know they’re incredibly horribly allergic to. They sniff and sniff and can’t get enough, they need to sneeze so badly because it feels so good. They rub them all over their nostrils, maybe even going so far as to putting the pollen inside of their nose. All the pollen springs up into the air, and what if they regret their decision because they just can’t stop sneezing? But they can’t get away from it, they have to sneeze it all out. Even then, all the pollen is now floating around in the air, and they can’t seem to stop sneezing no matter what, it’s absolute torture at this point.
The possibilities are literally ENDLESS and it drives me insane. 
that cliche of someone masturbating to the thought of someone else while clutching a piece of their clothing to their face and hungrily breathing in their scent
but it turns out that elegant perfume the object of their lust always wears – so intoxicating in passing – is rather more potent when inhaled directly. and their deep breaths catch and waver, their nostrils twitch and flare against the soft scented fabric, even as their hips buck into their hand –
After months, I've finally finished it. I hope you guys enjoy!
Snz fic with somewhat of a plot?? Who is she? Okay I lied, there's only one plot point.
CW: Mess, contagion, NSFW!!
Premise: Man with snz k/nk is locked in room and infected, this is day 3 of illness where things are...not great. 2.4k words
You can find previous parts here: Part one. Part two.
Fic under the cut!!
Light seeped through the cracks in his gunky eyes. Nathan tried to open them, instantly moaning as the brightness sent a spasm of pain shooting through his forehead.
“Fuck me.” he groaned miserably, shifting a hand up to press against his aching head.
Then, his nose decided to join in the assault. Despite the fact it was rock solid with the mess that had built up as he slept, a sharp, merciless tickle still crackled down the bridge.
His nose scrunched up, nostrils wide and flared. His chest tightened, sucking in pathetic desperate breaths. Once, twice, before he-
"HEH'tCHHUOO! h'ettSHHuhh! huh-ih-ITCHHH–Oooh!!”
The sneezes, warm and miserably productive, had nowhere to go but straight down his bare chest. Nathan felt his skin prickle under the sensation.
“Ughh, my god.” he muttered to himself, trying to shift himself up to fumble for the tissues.
His last box was growing thin. Just day 2 of this monstrous cold and he’d already almost cleared out almost two entire packs? Was it even normal for the human body to produce this much mess?
He resolved to re-use some of the scrotty, crumpled things laid out across his desk to wipe himself up. They were dry and crusted under his hands, the products of a painfully long evening where he’d tried to blow out just enough so the pressure in his head would let him sleep.
Clutched in his palm, Nathan brought them down to his chest but before he could clean himself up, the desperate sensation returned again-
He sucked in a gasping, frantic breath before blasting down onto the hand holding the already soiled tissues.
“HAA–AESCHUhh!”
Wet snot shimmered back at him. From his hand, from his chest, from the bottom of his chin.
“Jesus fu—uhh–”
“HAA-ETTCHuhh!!” He sneezed again.
“HHUH-IPPttuchh!” And again.
“HUHH- hih'ISHHhoo!!” And again.
They were all somehow wetter than the last, firing out of him one after the other, with little time in between to suck in a shaky breath.
He was a complete and utter state now, nose still buzzing, as what seemed like the whole of his front was covered in mess.
Okay seriously, what the hell had they infected him with?
He cleaned himself up as best he could, feeling his cheeks flame with embarrassment. From the corner of the room, the red light of the camera flickered. Watching his disgusting outbursts. Watching as he used the duvet cover to wipe up the globs glistening across his chest.
Nathan shifted higher in the bed, exhaling heavily. The need to sneeze seemed to have laid off for a while but now his nose was running in a seemingly endless stream. He raised the back of a hand to press up against it, feeling the wet warmth clogging his nose still spill out onto the skin.
His head heart, his chest ached. His eyes were no-doubt blood shot and crusted.
He’d only just gotten up and he already felt shattered.
Nathan’s vision grew bleary, breath snarling as the ticklish sensation reared up in an insatiable wave once more. He knew it was ridiculous, knew it didn’t work like this, but he could almost picture the viral particles multiplying inside his nose, bouncing and scratching against the hairs.
“H–ahh-uHh….! H’APT-Chuhh-uhh!”
This time it was a one and done. But Nathan felt little relief with the moisture dripping down the side of his hand still uselessly pressed to his face.
Usually a finger or hand under his nose would be enough to quell any urge. But this cold disregarded all typical customs. It did whatever the hell it wanted, leaving Nathan a pathetic mess in its wake.
And, fucking hell, now he needed a piss. The thought of getting out of his comfy bed and padding over to the bathroom exhausted him.
“Ughh…snff.” he moaned as he pushed up from the bed. His head swam dangerously, the dark frame of the bathroom door blurring in his vision. Shivering, goose bumps sprouting across his skin, Nathan headed for the toilet.
When he was done, he turned the tap on to wash his hands, rubbing the soap in slow, lethargic circles, sniffling thickly. He looked up…caught a look at himself in the mirror.
Holy shit. He looked awful.
He’d long since abandoned the glasses that rubbed against his inflamed nose so his face was a little blurred, but he could make out the clamminess of his skin, eyes encased in shadows. His nose was 10 shades of red, the worst right across his septum where he’d been rubbing and wiping at it non-stop. And to his horror, a liquidy trail of mess was leaking down his face, without him even realising it.
Just how disgusting could he get?
An icy shiver snaked down his spine, Nathan curled into himself. He was reaching for the hand towel when the itch in his nose returned. It was like nothing he’d experienced before. All-powerful, consuming. Taking siege of his nose and lungs.
“H–ehhh-uh…”
Nathan’s chapped lips slipped open, nose crinkling. He felt his sensitive, rubbed-raw nostrils flare.
“H-uhh-Ahhh—-”
His chest swelled in and out, like it was building, preparing, capturing breath for whatever was about to come. With the mess already dripping down his face Nathan had a sinking feeling this was not going to be over quickly.
No, his cold had been ignored too long as he’d slept. Now it demanded constant attention.
“Huu–ihhh…Huh..”
It was so closer, just tearing on the edge. He gripped his fingers around the sink, breath lurching in and out until he…. Until he…
“HAahH’DIZSSSH’uh!..Huh–ehh–HuUHH-EPTCh’uhh!”
He bucketed forward into the sink, knuckles growing white around the rim from the force of them. He heard the splatter as the mess hit the porcelain.
When he was done he took a second just to breathe, let the dizziness wash over him. Then he snagged some toilet paper and blew thickly- watching the way his face scrunched and eyes watered as he did so. He sneezed again into the wad of paper, warm and heavy even through several layers.
Feet dragging, Nathan shuffled back into his room. His head was swimming, a threatening ache was building across his sinuses. With a jolt, his foot placed awkwardly and he nearly stumbled.
Fuck, this wasn’t some stupid cold. He was sick for real. This hadn’t at all been what he’d signed up for. Sure, he’d known he’d be infected with a cold virus but he’s been expecting something more ordinary. Something that made his nose run and burst out a sneeze every now and then. Not the sickness flowing through him now that had him sneezing his brain out every other minute.
Nathan plopped down on the bed and hung his head in his hands, sniffling all the while.
“Ermm..” he called out, voice hoarse and crackling, face still buried in his hands, “Could I get so–ome.. Uh.. some—HHE’H’ETShh-ieww!” the last sneeze blew out of him with no warning, half blasting into the palms holding his head, half spilling to the wooden floors below.
“Some umm but do you have any fever meds, please? Sorry, I err don’t know if that’s allowed but…ugh snff I think I’m running a temperature”
The intercom flickered on, the voice coming through low and concerned.
“Morning Nathan, we’re so sorry to hear that. Remember you have the right to withdraw at any time. We’ll send some down and someone to look at you right now.”
On his bed, Nathan shivered. “Ughh…”he brought the back of a sleeve to scrub against his leaking nose, “Thangk you.”
Bundling himself back into bed, trying to get warm, Nathan heard a knock at the door.
He sat up again awkwardly, “Come in.” he croaked.
The same scientist from yesterday came in carrying a tray. Nathan spied Lucozade, tea, more tissues and a packet of paracetamol.
Halle-fucking-lujah
“Hi Nathan, I’m so sorry you’re feeling this rotten.” she said, voice crackling through the mask of the hazmat suit as she perched on the end of his bed.
“It’s—HUHhh…It’s— H’’EHT’SChuhh! Sorry snff.. it’s okay. I mean, I signed up for this right?”
Even through her hazmat suit, Nathan could sense the scientist look down at her hands, her shoulders growing tense.
“Nathan…there’s…something we need to tell you.”
But Nathan’s nose wasn’t satisfied from that singular sneeze. Through hazing vision he held up a shaking finger, telling her to pause. The sensation rolled through him like hands in dough, he was utterly at its mercy as it made his breath hitch and hitch and hh—hitch.
“Ehh-TSGHHH! Huuhh- hhehH–GK’TSshht!!”
He directed the sneezes down onto his lap as best he could but at this point he didn’t really care about the mess. Head bent, nose streaming, he caught his breath for a moment, feeling the aches and fever roll through him.
A cool gloved hand was on his shoulder.
“Bless you, Nathan. Here” she held out a wad of tissues.
Nathan croaked out something close to a thanks and held them up to his face, blowing until mess turned the material flimsy and his ears crackled and popped.
“Ugherrm– sorry. What was it you needed to tell me?” he asked as he placed the soiled thing on his mountainous desk pile.
Again the scientist looked almost sheepish, her hands dropping to the tray and gripping the sides of it.
“Well, you understand that this experiment was to see how quickly a common rhinovirus would infect you- three different strains, each a different severity?”
“...right.”
“And we opened the vents to allow your air to be mixed with someone at the height of infection.”
“Yeh.” Nathan was growing impatient, he was cold and tired, the skin around his nose stung and he just wanted to take some meds and roll himself away under the covers.
“Well.. when we opened the vent we…errr.. We actually opened all three.”
Nathan’s exhausted brain struggled to put the pieces together.
The scientist turned to face him straight on.
“Nathan, we believe you are simultaneously infected with all three strains.”
.'.
Nathan kicked the covers off his chest for the 10th time, suddenly boiling hot once again. He curled into himself and coughed bitterly, hearing and feeling the rattle of his congested lungs.
Brilliant, just fucking brilliant.
Why did he have to be miserably sick with not one, not two but three colds at the same time? Why did he have to be the victim of their stupid mistake? Why had he signed up for this in the first place??
But Nathan knew the answer to that last question. And so did his cock.
Every since the scientist had informed him of his unfortunate situation his mind had been running wild.
He’d been breathing in the desperately cold-infested air of three separate people. Three people's germs swimming about the room, diving deep into his lungs and now flowing through his bloodstream. Three people’s colds taking complete ownership of his body.
His cock was growing stiff and heavy in his boxers.
It was something out of his horniest fantasies. And his body was reacting like a teenager who'd discovered jacking off for the first time. Plus, it had been days. He usually banged one out at least once a night so the pressure coiling low in his stomach was hungry and raw.
Your absolutely sick, idiot. He tried to tell himself. Tried to tell the bulge pressing against the fabric of his pants. You have to stay in bed and sleep.
It was no use.
And so, legs shaky with the fever that only seemed to be getting worse he stood up, keeping his discarded top strategically placed over his lap.
Nathan stumbled to the bathroom, letting the door shut firmly behind him.
Just as he was slipping his fingers below the elastic waistband of his boxers, a breath caught against the hairs in his nose.
Nathan paused, nostrils flaring, lips parting, feeling his eyes slip shut and losing himself in the sensation.
“Hhehhh- ehh…hih’TTSSHOO!!...“HaAAH’SSCHIU-uhh-!!” They exploded out of him strong and heavy, but with little result. He was too miserably congested to clear much of anything. But fuck they still felt good.
Which one of their colds was making him sneeze like this? All of them? They’d surely all been sniffly, sneezy messes but what if one time they’d all sneezed at the same time?
“Fu-uhhck.” Nathan groaned as his fingers finally wrapped around his cock.
He ran his thumb up to his slit to steal a bit of the moisture building there. He wished he had some lotion or something but honestly he was too sick and too needy to care all that much.
Breath gasping from the ever present tickle and from the heady feeling of the pressure growing and growing, he lost himself in the desire.
He picked up the pace, pressing his back against the bathroom door for stability, pressing his lips together to stop himself from gasping out.
“Nghhnn…huh–ehh?? “AEE-Hhehh- ISHH’IEW! Huh…” this one was his nastiest yet, exploding down his face, his chest, even dripping onto–
“Sh–hit…ughh.” he breathed under his breath, watching the way his palms ran the extra moisture up and down his length in increasingly desperate strokes.
His knees were wobbling, his head pounding and his nose. God it was unrelenting. The deseprate need for release built through his sinuses once more but he didn’t stop, didn’t slow down.
He let the sneeze build through him. The sneezes they'd given him. The sneezes he'd breathed in.
The need rose through him. Like water in a jug. Bubbling, bubbling up until he– he….
“yIiHH'tSshiew! Ih'Pt’’ISHH’IEW!” they snarled out of him fiercely.
Nathan’s fingers slipped from their task but they soon resumed. He didn’t bother trying to wipe the mess from his face. It didn’t matter now. None of that mattered now.
He just needed to…needed to…
“HHA’’HUH–TSXCHuchh!”
With roaring electricity he came right as the sneeze exploded out of him. Nathan was bucked forward in rolls of pleasure, desperately stuffing the back of a hand in his mouth to stop himself from crying out.
His breaths came fast and staccato, eyes shut, gasping from the white-hot pleasure shooting from every nerve.
It took him a few minutes before his breathing pace returned to normal. Sweat sprouted from every inch of his fevered skin. And he was cold and unstable and his nose hurt even worse from the congestion swelling in his sinuses.
But fuck it had been more than worth it.
And as he stumbled back to bed, exhausted but satisfied, he wondered for how much longer the colds of three people would continue to dominate his body.
Sketchy Comic Commission with the loveliest, most darling R/ose and C/ac (safety first) that belong to @dsnzfb. I had an absolute blast drawing them 🌹🌵🖤
My commissions are still open, all slots open. I really need money recently haha
lex watering metropolis’s municipal trees, planters, and lawns with kryptonite-laced plant nutrients as part of his city renewal apology tour. clark proceeding to have the worst allergy season of his life
wizard with robes that keep billowing with a wind that isn't there and everyone thinks it's mystic magic stuff but really the face everyone sees is an illusion and every time his robes flap it's bc behind the mask, the wizard is sneezing frantically
re: sci fi horny space cold, i do think it's particularly fun if Inexplicably Hornier Than Usual is the first symptom, a day or so before you start getting a sore throat or a runny nose. and then as the cold symptoms do start to appear you just get Even Hornier, and only moreso as the illness progresses
keep getting distracted from ironing out the details by concepts like:
snzfucker comes down with this and doesn't even realize its not a normal cold until they have a sneezing fit while speaking over comms and quickly have to turn theirs off bc they realize theyre about to come
snzfucker comes down with this and realizes exactly what it is but makes absolutely no effort to find someone to sleep with or even to get better the slower way bc they're enjoying themself so much
A (not a snzfucker) and B (snzfucker) come down with it one after the other. A comes down with it first and neither realizes, partly bc they often have more sex than usual when A has a cold, and partly bc both are already affected so neither's equipped to notice the difference (A is already well into the symptomatic horny stage and B is already in the presymptomatic horny stage). it's only when A recovers and B fully succumbs that A realizes. huh. i was more into that than usual... and B's rutting against the mattress when normally they'd be quietly miserable and pliant about now.... oh!!
>"thank the gods i found somebody, i have this atrocious cold. do you have anything thatll make me feel any better before the tournament? im desperate."
>i actually specialize in remedies for sexual impotence but business has been slow and im bored so whatever
>"hey healer this potion tastes kind of funny."
>ive already got their money so i tell them whats in it
>"are there any side effects?"
>i tell them they might have some trouble thinking clearly for a few hours
>"yeah... my head feels fuzzy, and im all warm. i think im running a fever. i thought this was supposed to help with my cold."
>i explain that they didnt ask for a cold remedy, they asked for something thatd make them feel good in a hurry
>"ohhhh ok haha i guess youre the profesh... porfeshionall... the healer"
>they start taking off their armor
>start to think i maybe fucked up
>one week later its the middle of the tournament and all the knights are sneezing and fucking each other like its the end of days
mfw i realize i accidentally invented some kind of magical super contagious slut cold
