snz/snot fic, f/?, mess warning, softcore sexual elements, contagion, related nose/snot kinks
A CHANCE MEETING ON THE BUS
I'm sitting on the bus watching the city pass through the window, and out of the corner of my eye I see a really cute girl in a dark green hoodie board at the front. It's a hot day, so she stands out all bundled up.
I moved my bag off the seat next to me and she sits down. Up close she looks a bit more disheveled than I realized, her long brown hair unbrushed, and eyes looking tired. But she has a natural charm in the freckles splayed across her cheeks and round upturned nose, which I can see is reddening and turn away before I start staring.
As the bus drives off I can hear her start to sniffle very thickly, and then rummage in her bag. She sighs in frustration, unable to find I'm assuming a tissue. I have some in my pocket, but before I can offer I hear her breath hitching and quickly turn to watch her face contort. As if it were slow motion, I notice her nostrils flaring, eyelids fluttering as she fights against closing her eyes, and her mouth slightly agape. Shockingly, she turns towards me instead of away. She holds her arm up, not actually covering her face, but held tentatively at the ready as if she isn't sure she'll sneeze. But she does.
Snot explodes from her uncovered nose and covers everything in front of her, including me, the window, and the backs of the seats in front of us, but she's either used to it or doesn't seem to notice.
Or, I think, she's preoccupied already about to sneeze again.
She crinkles her eyes in deep concentration, her tongue almost hanging out of her open mouth as she breathes through it instead of her clearly still clogged up nose that her body is so desperately trying to expell all mucus from. As I watch entranced she drools a little while panting, hardly in control as the need to sneeze overtakes her.
"Ihhh… hihh… hehh… IHH--HIHH--ISHHHHEW!"
Once again she sneezes all over me without even trying to cover, involuntarily leaning in even closer towards me as she sprays my hair, face, and shirt with her boogers.
"Mmmm… unghh, bless me." She says to me, finally leaning back and wiping her nose in her already stained sleeve.
Each of her sniffles is wet and gurgling, with nowhere else for her snot to go but out. Every time she breathes, if she isn't careful, it sends a cascade of snot out onto her upper lip, which she wipes into her sleeve hurriedly, making a mess of her face.
But all of this wiping action seems to tickle her and suddenly she's bent over in a rapid uncontrollable fit, burrying her nose in her sleeve this time.
When she pulls her arm away from her face slightly I see thick strands of snot connecting it to her nose in a wide web. She breathes out her nose in exasperation and accidentally blows a big wet bubble out of her right nostril, which pops into her sleeve too.
She's already trying to blow her nose into her sleeve when I produce the tissues from my pocket. I'm not sure what compells me to be so bold, but I grab her arm away from her face and replace it with a tissue.
"Blow," I command her.
Her eyes meet mine and she blows a deep gurgly blow into my tissue. It fills quickly, barely holding and wet and warm in my hands, so I quickly stuff it into my pocket and stack three tissues layered together that I hold up to her nose again. She blows harder and sighs in relief when she's able to empty some of that snot out.
I reach for another tissue but she quickly grabs it, saying "I can do that." and blows her nose roughly herself, filling it up again quickly. She's practically moaning, making an almost erotic show of cleaning out her dirty nostrils by inserting her tissue-clad fingers repeatedly, as if it was any different from shamelessly public nose picking.
She hands me each tissue after she's done, I guess not thinking if I'd want them back used, and I stuff them in my pocket one after another until overflowing with her germs. It's a miracle all that mucus even fit inside her two little nostrils.
"Oh, it's my stop next, I gotta go!" I say, my attention back to my route. She stands up to make way and I rise, face to face with her, and her nostrils twitch again, already back to leaking. I'm about to offer that she keeps the remainder of my tissue pack when I realize they're all gone already.
"Hiih… ihh…" she starts, inches from my face. I try to get out the way but she grabs my shoulders for stability while the bus is moving, pinning me in place right in front of her.
"Sorry, I…" she tries to get out breathily, but it's too late. "I--HASTCHIUEWWWW."
She sneezes right down into my shirt, a long thick strand of snot still hanging from each cute nostril, and before I can react she goes in for a hug as if to hide what just happened and play it off naturally, but quite obviously wipes her squishy nose all up against my bare neck and blows it into my shoulder shirt sleeve.
My body tingles as I hug her back tightly, feeling her chest pressing warmly into me, and running my hands down her back, and waist, and hips sensually as she tries to clean herself up.
When we meet eyes again I see that it was only partially successful, big yellow-ish boogers still trying to push their way out of both nostrils, giving her a congested sound when she asks:
"Can I give you my number? I'd like to make a better impression on you when I'm not sick anymore."
"How about I take you out for dinner tonight?" I suggest, handing her my phone.
She laughs and her nose overreacts, making a mess down the front of her hoodie, which she pulls up to her face. She makes direct eye contact with me the entire time as she loudly and wetly blows into the collar painfully slowly.
"I think I made you miss your stop," she says, "but this is where I'm getting off."
I follow her into a small shaded park outside the clinic and can hardly wait before the bus drives away to kiss her fully and eagerly on the mouth, which she responds to immediately, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me closer to her. I can hardly stop kissing her long enough for her to breathe again, but we have to keep stopping so she can gasp for air, and her nose is streaming mucus down her face onto her lips and chin, turning our kisses salty.
"I should take this mess off before my appointment," she says, tossing her hoodie aside and revealing nothing but a thin tank top underneath that barely holds her breasts in place, her nipples threatening to jump out.
I lean in to kiss again, but she moves her face at the last second and I find myself making out with her nose, and quickly pull away.
"No, no, that was better!" she laughs. "At least I'll still be able to breathe at the same time."
So I tentatively lean back in and cover her nose with my lips, exploring her poor sick overflowing nostrils with my tongue. She shivers against me and rubs her body on mine when I stick my tongue as far as I can up one of her nostrils. I flick the tip back and forth rapidly, feeling her squirm and shake beneath me while clutching me tight.
"Keeb--keeb goimb…" she begs breathlessly.
"I'b… goimb… ehhh… EHGKK-TCHUUHH!"
My mouth fills with her thick warm snot, finally contained somewhere it can't make a mess. As I suck it out from her nose she moans and shivers as it surely tickles her.
"I… GUHH-TSCHUHH! HGG-TCHEH!" She sneezes into me again.
I pull away and admire how disheveled she looks, nose and cheeks bright red, snot trailing from her flooded nostrils and quickly streaming down her chin and dripping onto her cleavage, her top now askew with her shoulder straps fallen down and displaying one big pink nipple, which she's in a much too overwhelmed state to notice.
I clean her up with her abandoned hoodie, wiping her face and all over her chest. I want to let my hands linger on her breasts, but I pull away and fix her straps, handing the balled up hoodie back to her.
"Remember, dinner later. Go home and get dressed up after your appointment. Not too fancy. I'll text you where to meet."
I kiss her softly at the clinic door, on her lips, and she smiles at me while rubbing her nose one last time before going in.
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Nothing to see here, just two of my very favourite snz muses, Galadriel and Faith Connors from Mirror's Edge, both having trouble with their noses courtesy of @debachoory Thank you so much Deb <3
Someone sneezing and a thick strand of snot connects one nostril to whatever object they sneezed on. They try to sniff back up the snot but that lil sniff triggers another sneeze that releases another strand of snot out of the other nostril so now they've got two thick strands of snot pouring out of them. Do they have tissues? Are they surrounded by anyone? Do they even care if others can see them?
What if that "object" was actually a person? Mayhaps someone they like? Or a very important person? Or someone they'd like to avoid, and especially avoid sneezing?
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for a snz wav request, maybe a scenario where you're having a horribly messy fit and getting it everywhere and you just keep apologizing between sneezes to the person that you're with for making such a mess but you just can't stop!
Contains: mentions of mess, talking, sniffling, nose blowing, smol cough
This ask was from July but here you go anon I finally had a chance to try this 😅 I’d like to try it again sometime because I think I could get better at it with practice but I hope ppl can still enjoy <33 (also for the record there was literally snot dripping down my arm by the end of this 🫣)
So as to not post the entire NYE fic in tiny, butchered bits, here’s something from a WIP I may or may not finish in this lifetime. Rio is sick and doped up on cold meds. Partly inspired by @heleniumx’s post about the sick, medicated person sneezing and then blessing their caretaker. 😂
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“Why are you whispering?”
“Because you’re asleep,” Rio said, as if the answer was obvious. Agatha raised her eyebrows, but before she could voice her confusion Rio suddenly released a pair of harsh sneezes — “ESCHHH!-h’huh… hh’ASCHHHhhh’uuh!” — that misted the air in front of her.
“Jesus,” Agatha exclaimed, before softening her brusque response with a belated “Bless you.”
Rio let out a little groan of gratitude, keeping her eyes closed as she rubbed languidly at her nose. It was an improvement from the feral way she had been clawing at it earlier, before the NyQuil kicked in and took some of the edge off the itch.
Snzblr: not making this a poll because it's too open-ended, but a question for you
Mess talk warning under cut
Imagine you're talking to a friend and their nose starts running. Just dripping slightly at first, but it gets runnier and runnier and they don't seem to notice at all. Eventually, there's a trail of thick snot running down from one nostril onto their upper lip, while the other nostril isn't streaming quite as much but is definitely drippy and wet. They don't seem aware of this and they're definitely not doing anything about it.
What do you do? Ignore it? Tell them their nose is running? Hand them a tissue without saying anything? Something else?
