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quosterswampdregs · 1 year

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Any swamp dreg with clogged sinuses trying to dislodge the mess by flexing and rubbing their nose muscles please. Especially if there's an aftermath sneeze + torrent of fluid.

Cat got your tail?

“Alright…” she huffed. “Sure. Fine. If you think it’ll help…ehhk…”

The fox’s eyes were wide enough to where their tiny sclera could be seen around the rims of their beady pupils. So that was a definite yes, then? A yes to…clearing up some allergic pressure brought on by the autumn season…? Eagerly, they beckoned the swamp dreg closer, staggering back only as she began to lean. She folded her arms before them and scowled impatiently, in the meantime.

A chuff was given as they stumbled into her septum, holding on to the firm and steady rim that all of their weight relied on. A nose like this was massive…her septum was as wide as the vulpine’s torso, and it came up to their shoulder in height—a nostril flexed itself fully, and it stretched far over their head. Massive, alluring chasms of warmth were just as intimidating as they were pillowy and plush-looking; such nasal walls couldn’t—wouldn’t go untouched for long!!

“SnNk- hhHrff…snnNrk…” they shook themselves out of their long daze at the sound and feeling of hot air blasting over their fur. It accentuated their blush quite nicely, amidst the wagging tail. “Hey…! Hh…hurry up, won’t you?? I don’t have all day…!”

Gods, if only she did. They scrambled to a crouch and pulled on their fingers to crack them, before reaching forward and grabbing the leftmost upper hood. Most certainly a two-handed task, just to wrestle with the weight a little. Starting off simple…they brought a hand into her nostril and swept slowly down the sides, feeling its dryness with a frown. They could only imagine how terribly dry her allergies had made her, and looking into her nostril, the vulpine wouldn’t have to speculate. As such, they grappled with a soft, tingling handful of her nasal wall, she grunted and winced, nostrils quietly flaring to all of the pestering going on just past her field of vision—she glared vacantly into the horizon, searching as if she could find a reason to sneeze within it.

Maybe…

The vulpine staggered and fell forward as wind from behind them made their chest smack against the floor of her nose. What in the name of—!

“snRRK!”

They tumbled end over end; a breeze twice as strong wasn’t a breeze at all but a vacuum that they happened to immediately get caught up in. Their tail wagged and thrashed, sweeping around at the floor of her nose as they took a moment to look around. It was so much more claustrophobic when they were fully inside her nostril—even laying down. The ceiling was only about four inches away from them, making for quite a cozy crawl space. The poor fox gripped the walls all around them as the swamp dreg sat up, lazily yawning from boredom.

“H-hheh-? Oh—! S-suh—seems you finally understand th-th—! Hhuh!!”

The fox nodded, but quickly realized they could not be seen. Their fingers instead continued to dance and tickle along the surface of their inner nostril, considerably sporadic in contrast to their steadily wagging tail. They felt the walls twitch under their palms, worked up by the desire to sneeze. Eagerly responsive! They felt their ears forcefully flatten as the ceiling began to close in overhead—no, actually—the floor of her nasal wall was moving up, rolling them around side by side as it softly worked them around. A flexible inner nose that squished them like a little gummy vitamin, really. They retaliated with little pinches to the flesh, but they felt their fingers slip around at a small amount of moisture. Ah, it seemed like whatever they were doing was working!

“Nhh…just a l-little further back…” she directed, her voice echoing. They could see where she was referring to, a particularly puffy red patch that looked extremely sensitive, twitching and pulsating just a bit more frequently. Their hands sunk into the patch, and they kneaded it vigorously, much as a cat would knead a pillow before resting on it.

“H-hhHHUH- huhh…!! hNG’EXXSHhhuu!!”

The fox felt themselves clumsily slip around during the sneeze, ducking at the wind that forced itself through the small gap made by her shifting inner nose. Once the walls calmed and they could see outside, they clambered towards the light only to get pinned flat on their stomach.

“H-hhheh—!! I f-feel another coming..hH!” Ah, that would explain it. The vulpine waited for only a moment before they began to writhe and kick at the air behind them. “Ngh-hhihhts…it’s s-st’duck…”

Good grief, they were stuck too! They pushed and squeezed to the best of their ability, tail wagging hard enough to brush right up against her nasal walls, until a sharp hitch opened up her inner nose. They scampered out and nearly fell, handing off the hood of their nose with a small gasp. Quietly, they clambered up to safety atop her stout snout.

“h-hHAH- hhuh…damn, lost it…”

Stubborn, wasn’t she? The vulpine pinned their ears, looking around at the nearby land for a sign of something, anything that could be of help…! Aha!

Their eyes fell on a patch of cattails; being so small, they easily stretched over their head, but with the swamp dreg being so large, they must not have been bigger than a pencil in length. They skittered down the dragon’s arm and unearthed a particularly long stem of cattail, holding it like a polearm with two hands as they reapproached their giant…client? Friend? Who cares?

“What, gonna try that?” She scowled, picking them up by the scruff to set them on her soft breast. Their left leg sank clumsily as they staggered for good footing, and the cattail pressed to her septum before aiming again for one nostril. It began to dance and wiggle, signaled by the stem bending and wobbling with its top-heavy weight brushing and scraping away inside.

“H-hehh…!” She panted rather suddenly; desperately, too—she wasn’t half as desperate when they were in there, what a shame. Looking inside, the reason became clear—the cattail had ripped open, and all of the seed fluff was slowly seeping out and filling her twitching nostril. Her eyes began to water and her nostrils flared wide, snorting and snuggling to no avail. “I th-think I’m—hhallergehH...!”

Oh. So that must have been the cause of her stuffiness, go figure. Who said fire couldn’t be fought with fire?

“gghHEh..!”

They staggered back a little as the swamp dreg showed her teeth, each breath rattling their fur and making it stand on end. Something told them this would be…more than anticipated…!

“EHHH!!”

She arched her back and curled her tail, cattail fluff spilling like smoke out of one nostril. The Fox pulled it away with a spray of fluff, before quickly losing their footing and taking to a freefall onto her soft stomach.

“hEEHHTSHHhhuuh!! aaAHKTSHHHww!! Hah-hHAAH-!! APPTSHHhhuhhw!!” Three powerful sneezes sent cattail fluff falling like snow, which the fox had the great displeasure of missing some of the most violent parts of it. They could feel it against her stomach however, and see the visual from below, so hey! Better that than nothing.

“Nngh…udh, that feels better…where did you go, you little…ah! Trying to burrow your way into my navel or something? No?”

They were picked up by the scruff, again, shaking their head in desperate defense. Instead, she smiled, pressing them to her septum with one finger pinning them in place by the shoulder blades. “I’m kidding, I know what you’re here for in the first place…and uh…thanks, I guess, for clearing me up…you’re much more crafty than you look…guess I owe you a favor, hm~?”

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suddencolds · 1 year

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4, 8, 12, 16, 20!

Thank you so much, anon!! ❤️ I had a lot of fun with these!! (Adding a cut below bc I am incapable of being concise)

4. on the contrary, do you prefer when someone stifles or lets everything go?

Sound-wise, I definitely prefer unstifled sneezes (though in fiction, I tend to gravitate towards characters who might attempt to stifle—at least initially—in order to draw attention away from themselves. I think the presentational/overly "formal" aspect of that choice is very appealing... especially if the character can't keep it up forever ��)

8. describe your dream snz partner

What a lewd question, haha

Honestly, I hadn't thought much about my own involvement (the fics I write are always third person/I don't insert myself at all when writing them) until I met my current partner. He's the only one I've really let myself indulge in this kink with, and he checks all my boxes in that regard :')

But just generally speaking... I've always had a soft spot for the idea of someone who would be extra considerate/thoughtful + just as physically affectionate as usual if I caught a cold, (even though logically they should stay away. 😐 It would be a shame if they caught it too 🤐) Though I think they would definitely have to initiate in that regard; I feel like I'm super hesitant/embarrassed about participating in any fetish-related activities irl, and I feel guilty about asking 😭

12. are you a caretaker or masochist?

Definitely a caretaker! (I wouldn't mind being taken care of as well by someone I had feelings for, though I wouldn't really describe it as masochism—it's just a form of consideration that feels especially intimate to me).

16. quick! pick one: noseblowing vs letting it all flow

In fics, I probably have a slight preference for letting it all flow. It just goes well with two tropes I’m fond of:

1. The situation is inconvenient (the character doesn’t have access to tissues/handkerchiefs, or the task/activity that they’re engaged with doesn’t allow them the luxury of stepping aside to blow their nose 💕)

2. The character is too stubborn/too prideful (they refuse to acknowledge that their nose is running so badly that they really ought to do something about it, or they want to keep up appearances for some other reason, i.e. they’re attempting to hide/downplay an affliction, and they feel like blowing their nose would be as good as an admittance 🥰)

But I do really like both (especially if a noseblow is followed immediately by more incessant sniffles—I love the sort of miserable cold where even noseblowing offers only temporary relief)

20. what snz content do you hope someone creates/makes more of in 2023?

I’d love to see more Kokosara content from Genshin. I rarely see art/fics of them on here, if ever, but they’re truly one of my favorite pairings (enemies to lovers, brilliant military generals/strategists on opposing sides, equally matched, different strategies with begrudging mutual respect... 😭) I love when people write a darker edge to them too, or dip into the potential for nuance/moral grayness (which, to be fair, is not emphasized very much in the source material).

I think I’m definitely in the minority here, but I really love F/F content with enemies to lovers, where the women involved start off on bad terms (they’re mean to each other or at least initially cold/untrusting). I think that kind of dynamic is much more common with M/M pairings, from what I’ve seen. It’s one of my favorite romance tropes, and I think snz is the perfect catalyst to uproot the relationship’s status quo 😭

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#thank you for sending these!!!#ask #anon

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