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tg's annual sneezefic meme (2019)
Directions:
1. Post prompts. Any fandom (original fic allowed as well) and any pairing, as long as there is potential sneezing involved character. There is no limit to how many prompts you can post.
2. Please warn for anything current that might be potentially spoilery!
3. Prompt posting will be open while there's interest, most likely until this time next year
4. Reply to any prompts you like with art/drabbles/ficlets/fics in parts/links to fics in your blog. The entry must not be friends-locked.
5. Please warn for anything that might be a trigger including something an emetophobe like me might have a problem with.
6. Prompts can have as many fills as people feel like writing. Just because one person has filled a prompt doesn't mean you can't write for that prompt as well. Different spins on the same thing are absolutely welcome!
7. There will be no deadline for fic responses. If you see a prompt you like and want to write it, go ahead!
8. There's no limit to how many you can write either. WRITE THEM ALL!
9. Please feel free to pimp this on any communities and forums you think would be interested in this.
10. You are allowed to repost prompts from previous or other memes. If the prompt belongs to someone else, just give them credit. You're also more than welcome to reprompt your own!
11. My birthday is April 19. I'm just saying...
Have fun, everybody!
Fills:
Sneezing and wearing fingerless gloves.
Water Demons by
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vergoftowelsMarvel
"Wow. How many times have you sneezed today?"
"I don't know, I lost count."
A Head Cold, Exhaustion, and a Complicated Washing Machine by
tarotgalMiddle Earth
It's a bit embarrassing to be the only Elf with allergies. Luckily, the elf's significant other finds it more than a little endearing.
Suffering is Temporary by
tarotgalOriginal Characters
A character has a cold but just feels a little like sneezing from it. The character doesn't have allergies but does get an itchy nose at really powerful scents. Combine the two and the character has to sneeze so badly!
They've Discontinued My Perfume by Anonymous
Character gets turned on by their own sneezing (whether just naturally, or because of a curse or something) and tries to ignore it. But then they catch a cold or have a strong allergic reaction to something, and it becomes harder and harder to ignore, so to speak.
Exhibit by
vergoftowels"Wow. How many times have you sneezed today?"
"I don't know, I lost count."
Untitled by
vergoftowelsPerson A is carrying something delicate (like a fresh painting, tray of china, hot bowl of soup) and there's nowhere for them to put it down when they feel a sudden sneeze coming.
Person B come over to steady them and ends up catching the oncoming sneezing fit for Person A while trying to protect whatever item it is.
Toward Satisfaction by
tarotgalTwo characters have to share one small sleeping bag, so small that there's barely room to turn over. One character is coming down with a cold and can't help but sneeze over the other person all night long.
And OMG, They Were Rollmates by
vergoftowelsSupernatural
Sam's got a cold, and colds and migraines really don't mix well.
Vigilance by
tarotgalStar Wars
Finn's been on suppressants all his life, because sexual urges are just a distraction for stormtroopers. Now that he's off them, he's discovering all kinds of new things, including that he really likes it when Poe sneezes.
Tell Me What You Want by
tarotgal
OC Prompt
(Anonymous) 2019-04-20 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)Bonus points if one of the characters has the kink!
Re: OC Prompt
Re: OC Prompt
(Anonymous) 2019-04-27 03:03 am (UTC)(link)Nice Work, Original, M/M, NSFW
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"All right... close your eyes."
Eliseo swallowed and did so, blocking out his bedroom, the red-gold sunset light pouring in from the windows, and Padgett, who was straddling his hips. He could still hear, quite easily, the other man's labored breathing and feel the heat of his thighs... and his crotch. Eliseo was under no illusion that he was in an incredibly compromising position at the moment. He hadn't thought much about the.. particulars when he'd first decided to strike this deal.
"Are we really doing this?" he asked, voice weak.
Padgett laughed, voice tumbled and edging on hoarse. "Hey now. Not getting cold feet are we, my lord?" His exhale ghosted over Eliseo's forehead and his tousled black hair touched Eliseo's cheek.
Eliseo cleared his throat. "No..." He could imagine the other man's smug look. They'd known each other long enough now that the image rose unbidden to his mind's eye. Padgett's eyes always glittered like opals when he was scheming something.
Padgett surprised him with a tender touch on the shoulder, and he almost opened his eyes again. "The safe word is 'pumpernickel,'" he said, managing not to chuckle. "We can stop whenever you want... Hhk-" He fought off a gasp. "Decide hh quickly, though."
Eliseo shivered. "I'm okay. Let's do it." He didn't want to admit it, but Padgett's reassurance did put him at ease, even if this had been his idea. He relaxed and tried to lose himself in the late afternoon heat.
"Yehh-s, my lord." Padgett leaned forward and took a shaky breath. It stuttered and caught on invisible hooks, sounding at once to be full of potential and then gone again, like a ghost at the window. Eliseo could feel his body tightening again with anticipation, especially when Padgett gasped and leaned back. "Hh-... hah--
"Huh-ktschht!"
A warm rush of air burst in Eliseo's face, almost immediately followed by a watery spray over his forehead, closed eyes, and nose. His instant reaction was to curl back, or try to, and he had his hands braced on Padgett's chest before he could think about it.
"Hey now," said Padgett, delayed by a sniffle. His tone was light. "Easy. You specified this in the contract, remember?" He rested his hands lightly on Eliseo's wrists. "How are you feeling about it?"
Eliseo found he was holding his breath, but- Well, that would defeat the purpose of this exercise. He cautiously let it go and then opened his eyes. Padgett was gazing down at him, looking neither smug nor concerned, just curious. "I- this was on instinct," Eliseo murmured. After a beat, he lowered his hands, and Padgett let him go easily.
"Yes, I imagine so. It's natural." Padgett smiled then, and then his expression crinkled. "Wh- hh- want to do it again? Hkt-- hhh..."
Eliseo forced himself to surrender again to his pillows. "Yes." Again, he closed his eyes. Padgett shifted forward on his lap and oh- but then he was sneezing one more.
"Huh- hktsschit!" Again, the spray. This time it dusted over Eliseo's nose and mouth. He fought to keep from thinning his lips and... took a deeper breath. Padgett hadn't moved, was still fighting with his own lungs, reeling in another insistent sneeze like a stubborn trout. "Huh- hh... hh hh huh-" He made an annoyed sound. "Hah-- hah-krttschtts!" Eliseo felt droplets of saliva decorate his cheekbone. Padgett sniffled thickly.
"...Bless you," Eliseo murmured. He was feeling hot. Maybe it was Padgett on top of him. The man was running a fever. "You are... doing the job admirably."
That earned him a laugh. Padgett shifted his weight to his heels, which did interesting things to his cock's relation to Eliseo's own. "Thanks, I guess? I never would have thought anyone would be hiring for this, much less you."
"Circumstances are dire," Eliseo intoned without a hint of irony.
"Mmhm." Padgett sniffled again. "You must really hate weddings. Couldn't you have just gone on a hunt or something this weekend instead?"
Eliseo sighed. "No. My sister would do anything to ruin my plans if I tried to avoid the party any normal way. But luckily, she's terrified of germs. I think a miserable head cold will be the ticket." Like hell he wanted to sit through another of his sister's weddings. Every time it was some new, world-changing drama. He wasn't even sure whether the groom this time was noble born. No doubt the reception gossip would be scathing.
What absolute drivel.
"Lucky also that you have me around, hm?" Padgett's next chuckle turned into a bit of a cough.
Eliseo patted his knee awkwardly. "I- well, yes. Very. But believe me when I say that I would not wish for you to be so stricken if I had the power to stop it."
"Of course, my lord." Padgett rubbed his nose. And though his breath hitched a few times in the following moments, he stayed where he was.
Eliseo blinked. "Are we...?" Done? He didn't really think the exposure had been long enough. "I am ready."
Padgett blushed a little. Blushed?
"Sorry," he said. "I can kind of feel that, uh, the uh, next ones are going to be kind of... wet. I could blow my nose." His voice trailed of, wavering again. His nostrils twitched, and Eliseo did see within the promise of moisture.
Perhaps it was the taboo of it, but Eliseo was alerted instantly to a sudden thickening of his cock. It pressed at his trousers with some gusto as Padgett sniffled again.. Eliseo swallowed. "No. No, this is good. This will... help."
Padgett gave him a considering look, at least as well as he could between soft gasps and squinting against the itch in his nose. "If you're sure, my lord."
"Just- call me Eli, like you used to," said Eliseo, stumbling over the words. He wasn't sure where they had come from, but now they were bare between them. Still, perhaps a bit of affection wasn't so odd compared to what they were already doing. Eliseo closed his eyes on Padgett's startled look.
"Eli," Padgett said, and he sounded like he'd just come home from a long war to find the hearth kept warm for him. "I will." He leaned forward again, bracing himself. "Now, I'm going to- to hih-- to snhhsneeze, hah-- haktschtsch! Hrh- Hnkgstschhiu!
More spray this time, more wetness, and Eliseo gasped himself when he felt a thick drip against his chin. Padgett hadn't moved. When Eliseo tentatively looked up, he saw his friend caught in a limbo of urgency. His green eyes were shut, eyelashes fluttering. His nostrils, gently pink now, flared. A clear trail hung from one of them, quivering as Padgett panted. He looked wild and fever bright and teetering on a precipice. Eliseo ignored what it might mean that Padgett's desperate expression, his wet nose - even the mess - suddenly went to his cock. He was hard, looking up at a portrait of a sneeze.
Carefully, he placed a hand on Padgett's thigh. "It's okay," he said, words coming of their own accord. "I've got you."
Padgett's fingers tightened fitfully in the sheet as he shifted his weight again. He was making soft, irritated noises. His nostrils flared and Eliseo saw another drip laying in wait on the cusp.
When the urge became too much, it was like watching a wave finally crash down. Padgett's breath caught; he tensed and leaned back. Eliseo hurriedly closed his eyes again, and none too soon.
"Hhhhrektschuckh!"
He felt the mess streak his face, fly to spatter his mouth and nose and chin. Padgett moaned and then gasped again, chest swelling with air.
"Hah- Huhrttschuh! Hshtt! Hah- hsshtt!" Again, he teetered, teasing the air with shivering gasps. Then, he abruptly folded with a crush of vowels and congestion. "Hggtschiucht!"
A baptism, pondered Eliseo's brain as it detached from reality momentarily. Pinned as he was to the bed by Padgett's sex, he couldn't move when he felt himself coming just as abruptly as the sneeze. Somehow the slick wash had become a mounting sense of urgency in each of his muscles, racing from his fingertips and toes to his abdomen, where, quite unbidden, his cock had tugged all that energy into a gut-wrenching orgasm that sent the shockwaves back out with renewed vigor.
Padgett whined, and Eliseo took him firmly by the shoulders and drew him in for a messy, off-putting, contagious, blindingly good kiss.
"Wow," said Padgett, when they finally broke for air.
"Don't ask me why," Eliseo muttered, but he refused to be made a fool of by embarrassment. "C- come here." He shifted to sit up further and put his hands on Padgett's hips. "I want-" He wanted. "This. Yes?" Before he could stop himself, he swept his tongue over Padgett's mouth, under his nose, to rest at the edge of a nostril. He tasted salt. It was not entirely pleasant, but whatever pilot was captaining his body right now didn't care. He could still feel his cock pulsing against his trousers.
Padgett moaned. "It feels... odd. But, my lord, you can do what you- I mean, Eli." He was breathless for different reasons now.
Eliseo laved the tender skin above Padgett's lips, then licked up his septum. When Padgett shivered, Eliseo kissed him again. Slowly, he cleaned away the mess from Padgett's face. When he was finished, neither of them knew what to say. Eliseo was hard again.
Finally, Padgett laughed shyly. "I think you'll be catching your cold, Eli."
Eliseo blushed and shrugged. "I should hope so. I am-" He bit his lip. "I'm not ready to stop. Will you stay the night? I'll look after you."
Padgett kissed him, tenderly drawing them together. "I would like that, very much."
Re: Nice Work, Original, M/M, NSFW
I've read it three times now... so I guess I should probably say thanks! It's delicious. I'm not a fan of quite this much mess, but I still LOVED it. Eli looking up and seeing the wetness in his nose... His nostrils flared and Eliseo saw another drip laying in wait on the cusp. Fuuuuuuuuck yes.
Seriously, though, you had me at "contract." Not just a verbal agreement but an actual written and signed contract; that's hot. And the way Padgett reassured Eliseo and Eli needing that reassurance even if he wouldn't admit it. He doesn't admit a lot, it seems, but everything he thinks and feels is pretty clear to Padgett :-)
"Now, I'm going to- to hih-- to snhhsneeze, hah-- haktschtsch! Hrh- Hnkgstschhiu!
Are you actually trying to kill me? My gods, every letter in that bit is beautiful. I love warnings/announcing soooo much.
So many good parts though. Reaching up and touching Padgett's thigh. Padgett warning him the next sneezes were going to be wet. Eli getting so hot and just going with it.
I also really loved:
"I think you'll be catching your cold, Eli."
Because, see, normally I think it's hot when a character says "you'll be catching my cold" but you've written is "your cold." It's the cold Eli wants and that Eli hired him to give. It's ALREADY Eli's cold, it's just that it's in Padgett's nose at the moment. Damn, that's so beautiful.
And then of course Eliseo offering to take care of him. Awww. It's hot and tender and so good.
And now that Eliseo has had this reaction to sneezing, I imagine he'll want to see if affects him the same way again (and of course he finds it just as hot). And, as per the prompt, if Padgett really does catch a lot of colds, I imagine the next one he gets will be something Eli pays attention to. So I can just picture Eli coming up with some other reason he needs to catch cold. "It got me out of the wedding last time so well, it's worth trying this time." And I like to imagine that he just starts fabricating reasons just so Padgett will sneeze on him because it's so enjoyable. And Padgett obviously knows but doesn't say because he enjoys this, too. And, hey, if he's already sneezy, he might as well. It amuses me to imagine how long they might be able to keep the charade going. "That's good," Eliseo says, licking his lips before dragging his sleeve across his face to dry it. "I'm sure to catch cold now. That'll get me out of the dinner for sure."
"Dinner? Didn't you say you needed an excuse to miss the council meeting?"
"Ah, right. Yes! Well, there's a dinner directly following the council meeting. That's what I meant, of course."
"Of course."
Re: Nice Work, Original, M/M, NSFW
(This is also a bit more mess than I usually like, too, but I was trying to figure out what someone who paid to get sick might do to get it. Honestly, I liked it, too, though. I hope I don't end up writing something too far. I'll hide away under a rock.)
Your comments always make me super happy, but your little add-on??? Now I want to write more for these two!! I'll keep checking through the prompts! This meme has had me writing more than I have in ages and I'M LOVING IT.
Re: Nice Work, Original, M/M, NSFW
(Anonymous) 2019-08-17 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)