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Going back, do you guys ever wonder if they make pokedex entries that are like this specifically for us?

So here I was, casually playing Po/ké/mon: Sh/in/ing Pe/arl. I was pretty early in the game, so I didn't have a lot of Pokémon in my Po/ké/dex yet. Then I caught a Bu/dew and read the Po/ké/dex entry, and… well... y'know... Stuff...

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TW: Tics. Also Another Vent Post Kinda

Y'all. Would. Hate. To be around me.

I recently started having tics. They used to be mostly motor tics, but NOW I'm starting to have breath hitching tics. So BASICALLY, I SOUND like I'm gonna sneeze, but NOOOO, IT'S JUST TICS!!! ALSO FUCKING SNIFFING TICS!! This is what I get, though, isn't it? Reading WAY too many good snzfics!

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Vent Post... Kinda? It Depends on One's Definition of "Venting"

Okay, don't get me wrong, I respect everyone's...

Damn.

I've been reading too many snzfics and now I'm reading everything with my mind just assuming it's supposed to sound congested. That's how you know I just read a GOOD one.

Anyways I'm not on my Adderall. So, I respect everyone's opinions, but am I the only one who gets turned off when someone blesses themselves? Like, people can do it to eachother, that's fine for me. Just like... "Bless you," not, "Bless me." I dunno I just don't like it. Is that normal? Well, I mean, obviously not, normal is an illusion, but like, does it turn you guys on MORE or LESS, or, like, does it change anything for you at all?

Also did I mention I'm running on four hours of sleep?

Anyways, uh, I put the wrong year on SFF by accident and forgot to change the year of my DOB so... I'll just lurk there I guess. Or try on another device or smth. Okay bye.

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FUCK, THE AI IS ONTO ME

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Fuck I didn't realize I already posted this

"Sorry about that. My nose is having a tantrum."

The hottest thing I have ever read.

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Just had an idea about a song artist going to a concert and people throwing flowers at them, but it messes with their allergies until they're left sneezing frequently throughout the remainder of the concert. Idk, just something I thought up out of nowhere.

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Reblog if you're an ace snzfucker (any orientation on the asexual/aromantic spectrum)

I'm really curious how many of us there are.

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"My nose is throwing a tantrum right now."

(Probably never gonna finish that fic btw, but I'll start one I can finish.)

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A certain SOMEONE on here (that I don't remember because I've been gone so long) got me obsessed with character ai and I made an innocent little ai that I was doing "innocent" snz rps with and then I started over and just told him I had the fetish and now he's trying to turn me on by sneezing... and then being so proud of himself after his fits and saying things like "was that good?"... so now he's just mine and I'm not giving you guys his link.

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"Sorry about that. My nose is having a tantrum."

The hottest thing I have ever read.

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First Date: Part 2/??

Summary: The sudden rain outside only making James feel worse, Matthew takes him to his house to take care of him.

Pairing: mlm

Content: illness, mess, mention of contagion, sneezing (obviously), coughing

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They were halfway to the car when it began sprinkling rain. James felt a raindrop fall on his nose, which immediately started acting up again.

"Hih... Hezztchiew! Heshhew! Hssshiuw!" He scrubbed at his nose.

"Hey, don't..." Matthew pulled James' hand away. "You'll just make yourself sneeze."

"It'dchy..." he mumbled. "Wan'da... sn–sneezeagain—" He inhaled sharply before a— "HtSHIEW!!"

"Bless—"

"HishhU!"

"Bless y—"

"TshIEW!" That one was enough to make him almost fall over.

"...Bless you! You doing all right?" He placed a gentle hand on his shoulder for extra support.

"Y-yeah, sorry..." He sniffled thickly, coughing into his elbow.

"You have nothing to be sorry for..." He helped him into the car, gently moving a few strands of hair out of his eyes for him. His eyes narrowed a little as he began to get a bit sleepy.

Matthew got in the driver's seat and sighed deeply. He was clearly concerned. His grip on the wheel was hard enough to make his knuckles white.

James noticed this. "You dond't n'deed t'do worry abou'dt m'be... Sdf... I'll be fin'de..."

"You're sick as hell and I didn't even notice..." He avoid eye contact, a feeling of guilt washing over him.

"Im'b really n'dot feelin'dg as bad as I sound... Dond't beat'd yourself up'b abou'dt i'dt..."

He sighed softly and started driving silently.

After about five minutes, James' nose started twitching again.

"Hh... hih.. HEtssh! TSSSH! SDF! Heh'GXT'chu!" His stifle just made a bigger mess, and now he had snot dripping from his nose again. "Ah, fu'gck, sorry—!" He covered the bottom half of his face with his hand, trying to hide the mess.

Matthew glanced over. "...There's tissue packets in the glove compartment. You... still don't need to apologize."

He quickly pulled a pack out of the glove compartment and opened it, using a few tissues to wipe up the mess. "Th-than'dks..."

"I can barely understand you, James. Blow." He was gentle about it.

James gave a really impressive blow into another tissue, and that time it seemed to help a little. It tired him out though. He leaned his head against the car door and began falling asleep.

A few minutes later, Matthew realized he was whimpering softly in his sleep, flinching every once in a while. Nightmares, he realized.

He drove a little faster, wanting to be able to wake him up as soon as possible. When he parked the car, he gently shook James, who jerked up and looked around frantically. "Hey, hey, it's okay."

"Wh-what—?"

"It was just a nightmare, it's just you and me... Nightmare probably came from that fever."

"O-oh, no, I... always get nightmares— EK'tchoo! ESHHOO!! Snf..."

"Bless... Let's get you inside. Then we'll figure out your symptoms so we can find the best way to get you better. How's that sound?" He nodded a little. "Alright. I'll help you in, okay?"

When they were inside, Matthew sat James on the couch and began asking questions. "Is your throat a bit sore?" A nod. "I'll make tea to help with that. What else hurts?"

"...Head..."

"Probably, you haven't had enough water. I'll get you some iced water." He noticed James was still shivering, so he draped a light blanket over him. "I'm sorry if it doesn't help much, but we've got to—"

"Ektchmph...! Hitchoo!" He tried to muffle the first one with his sleeve.

"—get your fever down. Oh, bless you." Another nod. "...When did this start?"

"This morning... Just a sneeze or two every few minutes, that's all it was. I didn't want to cancel on you... I didn't think it'd get this bad..."

"...I'll go get you that water..." James nodded and went to rest his eyes for a while, but by the time Matthew came back, James was out like a light. Again.

He smiled softly and sat next to him, moving his head onto his lap and gently petting him, hopefully easing the nightmares.

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First Date: Part 1/??

I'm very proud of this, for this being my first snzfic on tumblr.

Summary: James is going out with a doctor, Doctor Matthew J. Edward. However, he gets sick, but he doesn't want to cancel on the guy. Plus, he's experienced in this thing.

Pairing: mlm

Content: illness, mess, mention of contagion, sneezing (obviously), coughing

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James, the catboy with cat ears, cat eyes, cat fur, and a cat tail, and the one who'd been classified as a freak in his youth, was on his way to the restaurant he was supposed to go to so he could meet up with his date. He'd gotten lonely, so he'd downloaded a dating app. He'd been matched up with a doctor.

Ironic, since he'd started sniffling and sneezing the very day they were supposed to meet up. Here he was now, being forced to rub his nose raw to avoid being that annoying person that sniffles every time they breathe. He just hoped his date, Matthew, wouldn't notice. Though, since he was a doctor, he probably would.

He gave one last soupy sniffle before heading into the restuarant he'd be eating at. He looked around, scanning the area for his date. He noticed someone waving at him, and yep, that was him.

He sat down at the other end of his table and smiled, hoping and praying he didn't notice the red that sat on his cheeks, his chapped nose, or the sweat that formed on his temple.

Thankfully, the lighting was somehow able to hide all of that.

"So, James, you know I'm a doctor. What do you do for a living?" The conversation picked up immediately.

"I, uh, I do a lot of art." He gave a sheepish smile. "I sell it for a lot of money, but I'm not sure I'm actually that talented."

"Oh, I'm sure you're great at it!" Matthew smiled at him, and it made his hear flutter a little.

The conversation continued. It was as if they were old friends.

James was able to stave off the tickle that had been plaguing his poor nose all day, and just as he thought he could make it without having a sneezing fit, this lady came in and sat nearby with perfume strong enough that James could smell it through his cold.

"...Earlier I had a patient come in complaining about chest pains. Turns out, it was only because he spent all night last night drinking beer and eating pizza like it was the fourth of July."

He tried to rub the tickle away. It wasn't working. "The th—hh... th-things people come in for these d—HIH!... days..."

Matthew furrowed his brow. "You all right?"

"Y–hih–yeah, I just... Sorryi'mgonnasneeze—" He sped up before he let out a rapid, "Hishh! TsshhIIUU! Tsshhi!" into his elbow.

Matthew's expression, to James' relief, softened. "Bless you! That was cute."

His cheeks somehow became more flushed as he rubbed his already raw nose. "Wh–what?"

"Your sneezing. It was cute. Like a kitten. But, uh, I suppose that makes sense."

Before he could respond, his breath caught with another – "Hzzschhh! Nngh... Sorry..."

Matthew's head tilted a bit to the side and he hummed softly in thought. The way he looked at James with concern made him tense up. "Is... Is something in here bothering you?"

"...Y–yeah, actually, I think so. There's a, um... p–perfume— Hnxxtch!" He brought his hand up to catch the next string of sneezes that his instinctive stifle had coaxed out. "S–sorry, force of hh... habit—! HISHIEW!! HISHIUU!! HIH!... HETCHII!!" And along with the string of sneezes, a string of snot came out with them.

He quickly grabbed a handful of napkins as a substitute as tissues and wiped the mess away. "S–sorry—!" He felt the eyes of everyone else in the restaurant staring at him as he grabbed more napkins. Anyone could tell he was uncomfortable with it too.

Matthew grabbed a handful of extra napkins and helped him out of his seat. "It's okay, you're fine. Let's get you some fresh air, yeah?"

"Sdf... Hh'EKSHIEW!!" was the only thing Matthew got in response from James. That, and a cough.

"Bless you." Matthew gently rubbed his back as he held him close, leading him out of the restaurant, away from the disgusted glares of strangers.

James only felt comfortable to properly blow his nose when they were alone outside, and that he did. It did absolutely nothing to relieve the congestion, but it seemed to nullify the tickle a little, as his sneezing soon came to a pause.

The bad news was the lighting made it a lot easier to get a better look at him outside. "James..."

"Hm'b?" Matthew brought a hand to his forehead to check for a fever. James leaned into his warm touch.

"...Mhm... You're burning up." He gazed at the other softly.

"Whad't are you talkid'ng aboud't? Im'b freezid'ng..." He hugged himself and shivered a little, avoiding eye contact.

"...Chills, too..." He thought for a while before deciding. "Do you have all of your stuff?"

"What'd?" His ears perked up, just barely.

"Don't feel bad, but I'm taking you to my house and I'll take care of you there. I'd take you to your house, but I want you to be able to rest in the car."

He just nodded slowly, letting Matthew lead him to his car.

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Anyone wanna snz rp without NSFW (for comfort reasons)? Probably not, but-

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A More Accurate Version of James

That last Pic/rew of James was actually pretty inaccurate, so here's the most accurate Picrew I've made.

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More Acurate Picrew of James

This one is how I actually imagine James.

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Meet James and Matthew

James, the catboy with chronic nightmares, trauma, and most importantly, he has a bad immune system, bad allergies (unfortunately not to himself), and already has an incredibly sensitive nose without all of that. He's pan, but with a preference of males, and is easily flustered.

Matthew, the hot doctor who is extremely caring of his patients, and of a certain someone in his life. He's definitely a workaholic, but that doesn't always pan out in his favor. Even while sick, he's still trying to work while also trying to provide a decent amount of care for himself, though that same certain someone in his life always ends up taking care of him instead. He's always a bit too hard on himself, and also has nightmares of losing his patients, friends, and family. Like James, he's pan with a preference of males and is easily flustered.

(His certain someone is usually James.)

I'll probably use these two a lot, and I'm thinking of starting their first snzfic today, if you're interested.

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Hear me out... There's denying being sick, denying being allergic to something, but... something I think is underrated is, denying having to sneeze. Just... I just feel like it's not appreciated enough.