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If you discover my vanilla art accounts anywhere, that’s perfectly fine! Some characters are shared between my kink and vanilla media, so that's maybe to be expected!
…and if you've discovered this blog from there then that’s your own fault. ✌️
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My Own Characters! (as seen in the banner at the top of this post!)
I am an OC hoarder! (oops…) so this section will be occasinally updated!
You can find them, generally, under #spicedocs , or for my more main ones, in their specific tags below!
🍎 Alexander + Solstice: #sol/lex (My OG boys! Classic mutual kink fuckery)
🍎 Pip & Squeak: #spicedclowns (My circus clown with a color-changing nose and her mischievous tiny friend!) (SFW Characters!! Will not draw NSFW asks for them!)
🍎 Cherry: #spicedcherry (Sneezy pig-girl pinup model! No real personality, just looks!)
Sneeze Things I Like
🌷 Allergies
🌷 Inducing
🌷 Build-Ups
🌷 Holdbacks
🌷 Teasing
Kinks I Have (besides sneeze)
🌹 Micro/Macro
🌹 LIGHT Bondage/Shibari
🌹 And some I'm suspicious of that are maybe still to be fully, confidently discovered...
Sneeze Things I Like Less (and usually won’t feature in my art)
🥀Colds/Contagion (In kink -I don’t like being sick and I don’t like putting my characters through it UNLESS it’s for whump purposes.)
🥀 Exaggerated Mess/Green Snot (squiks me. I like my little clear drips, no boogers.)
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😅 Emeto!!
😅 Age Regression/DDLG/Diaper Kink - anything that offhandedly involves childlike behavior/activities or such in a sexual setting!
😅 Omorashi/Water Sports and the like.
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Has Pip ever got caught in a cloud of something sneezy? For example a cloud of pepper accidentally while cooking? Considering she's a clown I'm assuming she would have cartoonishly sneezing aspects.
She’s very Alice-In-Wonderland-y.
When she wore a skirt, it would poof up when she sneezed, which is a toon physic that doesn’t quite work with her current apparel….
…but have a current-dress, tiny version of a very peppery, sneezy Pip for your troubles!
I absolutely adore Cherry! The finger under the nose pose made me think: if she was ever in a position where she needed to stifle or minimize any possible mess, how would she go about doing it? Pinching her nose probably wouldn’t work quite as well as with the average person, so through sheer willpower?
That’s what a handkerchief would be for- if she has one on her!
Her other tactic is just to smush both hands up against her snout, and hope for the best!
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...and unless she’s been teased for a while, the mess from her sneezes is usually minimal!
Squeak just kind of... appeared in front of her like a mouse.
Squeak adores her like a pet does, I mean, imagine meeting someone a hundred times your size, that feeds you and entertains you, and lets you get away with so much nonsense!
A group of event workers, thoroughly decked in green, red, and white, in various stages of makeup and glitter, moved through the setup, stacking shiny, empty boxes and fluffing out the ‘snow’, adjusting settings on the camera, and opening boxes of fragrant pinecones, to be placed around the display, adding a festive cinnamon-and-spice scent to the mall air.
One of them dumped a box carelessly into the faux gifts, the immediate area flooding with the fragrance. They glanced across the display, an eyebrow raised, catching the barest gasp of breath underneath the music and noise.
“Ah shit- sorry, Jess!”
(A Secret Santa gift-fic for @bigsnzstanacct 🎄)
Diamond Lake Mall bustled with activity early on in December, harried shoppers weaving in and out of its packed stores and crowded food court. Columns were wrapped in plastic tinsel, and large ornaments hung from the ceiling, glitter and light reflecting off the tiled floors. Tinny, overplayed holiday music echoed through the speakers, mixing into the clamor of the season.
The shining heart of the mall was, presently, a large red sleigh atop a padding of felt snow and scarlet carpeting. It was surrounded by a fenced-in forest of faux evergreens, each tackily baubled and wrapped in twinkling golden lights, the scarlet path weaving throughout.
The seat of the sleigh faced out - towards a starkly out-of-place camera setup, ready for the arrival of the mall’s next Santa Claus and the line of patrons and photographs that would soon follow.
A group of event workers, thoroughly decked in green, red, and white, in various stages of makeup and glitter, moved through the setup, stacking shiny, empty boxes and fluffing out the ‘snow’, adjusting settings on the camera, and opening boxes of fragrant pinecones, to be placed around the display, adding a festive cinnamon-and-spice scent to the mall air.
One of them dumped a box carelessly into a faux gift, the immediate area flooding with the fragrance. They glanced across the display, an eyebrow raised, catching the barest gasp of breath underneath the music and noise.
“Ah shit- sorry, Jess!” They raised their voice for a moment, then slammed the lid over their box, hoisting it into the back of the sleigh and turning to their nearest coworker.
“Didn’t mean to send it everywhere - now he’s gonna start up again.”
And they were right, as from the other end of the display, the cinnamon onslaught seemed to set off the nose of another worker, who’d tried to purposefully put some distance between himself and the pinecones. The rapid hitches were heard beyond the mall music, culminating in a set of desperately itchy sneezes, as he pitched forward, catching them into his elbow.
“hH-huHH-! HETCHHUU!!
hEHHt’CHH!! HHECHUHH!!”
He caught himself against the display fence - a rather sturdy man, in a mossy green sweater, sleeves shoved up his arms, red corduroys, and brown leather boots - the scarf, hat, and pointed elf ears he’d added out of place any other season, yet otherwise a decent outfit.
He seemed about in his mid-thirties, dark hair graying prematurely at the edges, tan and a bit rugged-looking, as if he ought to be working in the reindeer stables instead. A gold hoop sat subtly in his left ear, and he had a bit of green-gold glitter dusted over his eyes and cheekbones that now seemed to have shed into his beard.
But the centerpiece of his face, flushed a terribly itchy red and clearly the source of his problem, was his nose. Large, and sharply angled, nostrils flaring against the overpowering scent in the air before he crushed the back of his hand to them, eyes squinting through the sensation.
“Not your f-fault.” He called back at the first ‘elf’, who was continuing to stack up boxes in the sleigh. “All that spiced stuff just gets t’ me.”
He sniffed, rubbing his nose against the back of his hand, and shook his head in a ‘reset’ sort of way, before grabbing a nearby box of decor and heading for the closest tree that was lacking.
It was clearly not the first time he’d begun sneezing that day, for the rest of the workers - or anyone who’d stuck around the display long enough- evidenced by his already irritated nose and given how little they seemed surprised by the volume and frequency of it, though it had turned a few heads within the mall shoppers.
Now, having set himself to work closer to the sleigh, running out of things on the outskirts of the setup to decorate, his breath had begun to hitch again - slightly.
He wavered, shifting the box into one arm to be able to push a knuckle against one nostril, shoulders tensing a moment before the sneeze seemed to vanish.
It wasn’t held off for long though, as the other workers continued to pile the sleigh and setup with the scented pinecones, tucked into trees and hidden neatly within the beautifully wrapped boxes.
It only took another minute before his hands stalled, mid-hanging some glittery red stars amongst the ornaments. His eyes fluttered shut, nose twitching, visibly, against the irritation, before he turned his head sharply into his shoulder, muffling the sound as much as he could.
hEHHt’CHH!! HTCHH!
He wasn’t entirely successful, and the second half of the fit snuck out uncovered, as it bent him double, stars dropped back into his decor box.
hHETCHHUH!! HEAACHhU!!
One of the nearest ‘elves’, a tiny woman with two neat auburn braids and a freckled, round face, fitting right in with the whimsical decor, raised an eyebrow, looking up from her own section of the display.
“Gol-lee, Jesse. Y’all right?”
His shoulders jerked with another, desperate inhale as he stumbled back, hand waving her concern off, the bridge of his nose wrinkling..
“All the d-da-heHH-mned pine-pieEHH-!”
The puffball at the end of his hat bounced in time with the next twitch of his nose.
“HHATCHUHH!!”
The other elf tsk-ed in sympathy, as Jesse’s sneezes echoed off the mall tile, causing more than a few concerned glances this time around.
“Huhh-!!”
The decoration of his tree was hastily abandoned, a sturdy hand clasped over his large nose. “-HXXCHH!! CXXH!!”
The next two sneezes were hastily muffled into his hand, though he wasn’t quite done, as his breath began hitching immediately after, firmly pinching his nose, eyes squinted in discomfort through desperate gasps.
He circled around the back of the Santa display, away from the sleigh, brow pinched, until his eyes widened briefly in a glance of recognition and he quickly approached a worker sporting only an event-branded polo, and not a crumb of festive wear - a balding man looking less-than-impressed with the whole affair.
“Hey, Ca-aHH-alvin..?”
The man turned, arms crossed, eyeing Jesse up and down, and raising a brow at the hand he’d firmly pressed to his nose. “What?”
“The…heghH!..c-cinnamon stuff’s ma-hehh…ehH!”
Jesse’s eyes pinched shut, and he had to take a staggered few breaths before continuing. “Really m-makin’ me-ehH…sneEHH-!”
His other hand joined the first, and as he shifted in place, his boot kicked a box of the pinecones, popping the unsecured lid completely off, leaving his nose at the full mercy of the fragrance.
“HHATTCHUU!! HETCHHUH!! hH’TCHEUUU!!”
Calvin rolled his eyes, leaning away from Jesse’s fit. “Shit. Bless you.”
He pushed the top back onto the box, returning his attention to Jesse’s commotion. “You done?”
The hand against his nose was all but a placebo at this point, Jesse’s allergies far too sensitive for it to be quite over.
“C-caAHH-n..I-! EHH-HEUTCHH! HATTCHUUH!!”
His hand dropped involuntarily, nose a flushed crimson, nostrils flaring madly. “hUHH!…HEHH! HEHH-T’CHUUH!!”
“Good GOD, Jesse!” Calvin exclaimed, taking a quick step backwards. “You wanna blow the whole North Pole down? Damn. Go take five-“
“heh…EHHCHH!!”
“-Ten. Take ten.”
Calvin turned back to the display, waving Jesse off towards the back rooms. “Everyone’s gonna think we’re all sick.”
Jesse nodded, sniffed, rubbed his itching nose against the shoulder of his sweater, and sniffed again as he walked off towards the door. The hitching started again right before he pushed it open, and his next fit echoed loudly off the industrial corridor.
“huhH- HEHH! HHECHUUU!! H’TCHEUUU!!
HAATCCHUUU!!”
~End~
The snzblr Secret Santa organizer's blog was deactivated- but thanks for the event!
I know I got an ask about this, and trust I’d draw more art of the… 🌶️🌶️ …variety if i could, but it’s much harder to post with whatever fuckass bot they’ve got taking all my things down ;-;
If I figure out a loophole, Cherry will be the first!
Cherry is gorgeous! She has the kind of nose that looks perfect for putting a finger under during a big buildup!
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Cherry's snout tends to tickle the most at the tops of her nostrils and upwards on the inside - so putting a finger underneath does little but be a classic pose!
It's the hitching from the pollen, that really sells it!
