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I want to go up and just talk with like-minded people about the things I like. One half of the problem with that is I'm not brave enough, the other half is that i just don't like talking to people that much. even if I tried, I feel like I'd just reach a dead end. i don't know. My main mode of communication is just posting drawings and waiting for reactions to those drawings

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i could've sworn I COULD"VE SWORN there were at least a few spam/ton pics lying around, not even by me, just random pics lying around the place and i can't find ANYTHING I even did [snz art year:2021] in the search to check and i found NOTHING!!!!!!!! I don't know what else to try it's driving me crazy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have the memory of drawing spam/ton snz in 2021-2022 but I cannot prove or disprove the memory because I’m mentally ill and I delete blogs and pictures from my computer like it’s a sport

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I have the memory of drawing spam/ton snz in 2021-2022 but I cannot prove or disprove the memory because I’m mentally ill and I delete blogs and pictures from my computer like it’s a sport

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i sat for far too long writing that my ass is on fucking fire. i think i fucked up my tailbone a bit.

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[A few things: originally, the text was supposed to be in the images, but i figured it was easier to just write it out, so some of them are framed awkwardly. Also, I didn't think about whether or not this was in character because I was so blinded by lust, I'm sorry if you have issues with how i portrayed him.] Content warning: Reader x Cannon, Reader x Te/nna (del/ta/rune), sneeze fetish with extreme mess, cold whump, Dom!reader x Sub!Te/nna, exhibitionism, dubious consent, leash play (I think that's everything but please let me know if i missed something.)

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The scene is a stage for what looks like a late night show, with a desk, comfy chairs, a big screen at the back and everything. But it's not any late night show, no... it's something a lil more special, maybe a lil more... icky. There's an audience present, waiting for the host(you) and their "special guest" to appear with bated breath

Finally, the moment comes: The confident host makes their entrance, and close behind them, being led in by a leash, is the iconic, lovable Mr. A/nt Te/nna himself. This gets the audience a little excited already, a few people whistle, and one even calls out: "I love tv!!!" Mr. Te/nna, who's normally very confident himself, would've been fired up by the excitement under any other circumstance, but this time it's different... here, he's rather meek, shuffling awkwardly behind the host and refusing to really look at the crowd at all, save for a few small glimpses here and there. He'd be nervously fidgeting with his hands if they weren't tied behind his back.

Host is someone Te/nna knows and trusts very much, and even had a couple flings with, so when they suggested a new program that could hopefully boost ratings, he was all for it. He knew the material would be a bit dirty, but since it was late night tv, that was to be expected, and the censors wouldn't wanna kill him too bad for it... but what Host was doing, it was starting to be a bit much. Not only that, but Te/nna happened to wake up with the worst head cold imaginable, just constant coughing and sniffling and sneezing everywhere. He was hoping filming would be pushed back, but Host insisted they try to work around it. They even seemed... excited about it? It was all making Te/nna very nervous, resulting in his meager and shrunken appearance.

Host sat down in one of the big comfy chairs. Te/nna went to join them, but was stopped and made to kneel down on the ground in front of them, profile facing the crowd. He stares at Host in anticipation, worried about what they'd do next. Then...

"Honey..." they start, their lips forming into a devious little smile. "You don't feel so good, do you?"

This snapped Te/nna out of his trance, and he began:

"W-what? Me??? N-no! that's silly! I'm doing FANTAST-"

"ghkkh!!"

Host suddenly pulls on the leash and begins to scold him, "Don't you lie to me, Mr! When we were alone back stage, you wouldn't stop whining and crying about how awful you felt. All those theatrics, just to hop on stage and act like you're peachy keen? Oh, puh-lease!" They suddenly switch from such a harsh demeanor to a softer, more caring one, "Now, why don't you turn to the audience and tell them how you're really feeling?" Before Te/nna could actually do or say anything, they cupped his cheek in their hand and faced him toward the crowd themselves.

"Tell them you don't feel well."

As Te/nna looked out at the people, who were all excited to see him, but not in the way they usually are... all these people were blushing and focusing on him really hard, some were rubbing their hands together, others looked like they were getting impatient and wanted to just see something happen, and even more others were... oh my. Whatever was going on, it was certainly working, so at that point Te/nna figured he might as well just do what Host told him to do. He turns back to Host while looking down at the ground in shame, and finally murmurs:

"I... I don't don't feel well. I don't feel v-very well at all..."

Then, by luck or by some kind of sick joke, a tickle flickered in his nose, and it was starting to build up into a sneeze rather quickly. He began hitching and hitching, and continuously building up, to the delight of both Host and the audience. He was nervous before, but all the positive attention was starting to do something to him. Suddenly, it was like a light switch in his head just flipped, and all he wanted to do in that moment was blabber on about his condition, to ham it up a bit more just for that extra scrap of approval, so he spoke through his buildup:

"I- I r-really- hih- I really d-do.. heh- f-f-feel, so aw.. AH- HAHH---!!"

"HAH- SHIEEEEEWWW!!! *snrghff!* guhh...huh?"

Host pushed up the tip of his nose, revealing the reddened, sensitive, mucus-lined walls of his nostrils, and by the way they were twitching, he wasn't done yet. Host says to him, just before his blows again,

"Keep your head up baby, I wanna see your pretty little face as you put on a show for me~"

Te/nna gulps, but is quickly overtaken by a tickle yet again, and has to put all his attention on his poor, itchy nose in order to get those last few sneezes out. It's hard to focus though, because the audience is getting even more excited, starting to lightly cheer and clap, and some people are even moaning a bit. Te/nna wants to be fully enraptured by their admiration, but the body wants what the body wants, and with one final, shaky breath, he explodes into a devastating fit:

"hahh-- HAAAASSHHIIEEWW!!! ah-SHIEWW!!! ESHOO!!! HEH- HUHH-- HUUUAAASSHHOOOOOO!!!!!"

This sends everyone into hysterics, everyone except Host, who's just coolly sitting there, drinking in the scenery, a devious smile sitting across their face once again.

Te/nna's face was caked in sweat, tears, and snot, but despite this, he looks so happy that he was able to please everyone, especially you. Even though his nose had calmed down for a moment, it was still raring and ready to go again, but the man attached to it looked so tired that Host decided to end things right there for the sake of his health. They quieted the audience down and said to Te/nna, dotingly:

"You did so good baby! Aw, look at you, you're a mess, and I bet you're so exhausted! C'mere," They open their arms out wide, "Your prize, for being such a good boy!"

"G... good.. boy? You- you think I'm a g-good boy?" he beamed at Host's words and quickly hopped into their arms, and after undoing the binds that held his wrists together, they hugged each other tightly.

"Thangk you! Thangk you thangk you thangkyou!!!" His voice was heavy with congestion, which was only made worse with the onslaught of tears rolling down his face. He was so happy and delirious with fever that he actually started to cry a bit, but was quickly soothed with a few soft kisses on the cheek and some loving "it's ok"s from Host.

Host snagged some tissues from the box beside them and quickly cleaned up Te/nna's face, then let him blow his nose. After he was all clean, they allowed him to lay his head over their shoulder as they lightly traced circles along his back. It was so soothing, that he just couldn't help but begin to fall sleep. As he nodded off, he heard Host start to speak:

"Degradation, Praise, and Dynamics: Tonight on T/V Ti/me After Dark, what to know about BD/SM relationships and how you could have one of your own..."

It turns out all that was just a preview to the topic of the show, and if that was only the beginning of it all, who knows what would come up next. It was all very exciting to think about, but still, Te/nna was just too tired to stay awake and listen to what Host was saying. He slowly drifted off to sleep, hoping that when he woke up, he'd be met with even more fun and even more praise from his beloved Host.

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I'm trying to draw more te/nna and im so pissed cause i feel like im so close to making a pretty good post but i can't nail that sneeze face. the pre sneeze is perfect but I can't reach climax

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Seeing te/nna gives me such an insane dopamine hit every single time. I love that man so much it's insane. I needed this shit i haven't been so happy in so long

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ten/na period cramps

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my physical body yearns for slumber, but my thoughts race with visions of sick sneezey te/nna…. It’s too much….. my lust is insatiable………

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I just had another one of my fucked up little ideas but I must go to sleep. I have to get up in six hours. But I’m thinking about my fucked up little idea so hard it’s making me hard. It’s just so good

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ok so it turns out i was actually ovulating. wanna know how i found out

ovulating so hard rn 🥀🥀🥀i feel the pain in my veiny ahh dih 🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀

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scenario inspired by @ohsnz who talked about t/enna sneezing on the air and getting all embarrassed

what if he woke up with the meanest, nastiest cold and felt just absolutely awful, but the show must go on so he sucks it up and goes to work anyway. Before t/v ti/me starts, he gets his crew to do his make up: white face paint to cover his red nose and cheeks, sticky gel to straighten/hold his droopy antennae, and powder to cover up the red glow on the bulbs of his antennae (my version of t/enna has glowing bulbs that indicate mood or physical state. Also he has a cute double when they try to powder the bulbs. they're sensitive).

while t/v ti/me is going on, he can't stop having little mishaps. Runny nose that he has to play off as allergies and quickly turn around to fix, trying to hold his sneezes and lightly hitching between words, forgetting he has face paint on that becomes very visible when he's displaying something on his screen, and to top it off, somebody who's pissed off at him decides to throw up sneezy questions during the quizzes which flusters him and makes him need to sneeze even more, stuff like "what the worst part about cleaning the house?: A) the dust; B) the feather duster; C) scents so strong it makes your face tingle; D) cleaning the house"

It all comes to a head during the cooking challenge, where someone drops a pepper grinder and pepper gets EVERYWHERE. At this point, everyone's sneezing, but t/enna has it the worst because he's oh so sick and he's been holding it in all day. He erupts into a harsh, never ending fit, and pitches forward so hard from the force of the sneezing that his antennae fall back down and his bulbs smack him in the face. Not only does it hurt, but it causes the powder to fly everywhere, revealing the glow and irritating his poor nose even further. Long after everyone else has stopped, he's still going, and his face has gotten incredibly messy, causing him to scrub at it with his sleeve. This wipes the paint away, revealing his red, feverish face and his even redder nose.

After he settles down, he realizes that everyone can see him in his wrecked state. Some are laughing, some are disgusted, some look very concerned. He's so ashamed he could cry, but before that happens, he figures he might as well explain himself to the audience... He says how he just wanted to keep everyone entertained and happy, even if it meant potentially looking like a fool, and that no matter what, he was gonna do his best to keep things running smoothly. Afterall, the show must go on! He apologizes and says that there'll be a quick commercial break, then everyone can get right back to the fun.

He starts sauntering away, but then a new meter appears: the aw <3 meter! The audience had such a positive reaction to his tearful apology that the crew whipped up a new meter just for this scenario, and the ratings are insane! After that, he decides to lean into it a bit. Everything still goes as planned, but he allows himself to be more sneezy and sickly throughout it all. He's still sorry about it, but in more of a playful way rather than a miserable way, and he even cracks little quips about it sometimes. During the gaming sections, he lets himself be swaddled in a warm blanket as he watches everyone play, maybe he nods off and they let him sleep a little bit before waking him up, and he has some coco made not only for himself, but the guests as well- isn't he so kind? And is he not just the cutest little thing???

At the end of the program, he thanks the audience for such a wonderful show- it almost looks like he could cry again, but with joy instead of sadness. He sneezes one last little sneeze, blushes and says, "Excuse me!" then he chuckles and waves goodbye, roll credits, peace and love in the da/rk wo/rld, GOODNIGHT EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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low key wish metokur made a deviants on the sneeze fetish community. it would've been called "nothing to sneeze at" or some shit like that

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it's weird seeing other people go through the same motions i am (ten.na obsession) but with a different fetish. I see it and I'm like "ew girl what's wrong wit u!?" but then I remember what IM doing and Im like "oop 😳" I don't have room to judge ANYONE for their fetish

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Moi 3 days ago: heh... i bet he tried to make a sexyman this time, how pathetic... you won't fool me....... mr foxington...........

me now:

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ovulating so hard rn 🥀🥀🥀i feel the pain in my veiny ahh dih 🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀

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1:30 in the morning