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Oooh, quite the long one. I'll add it to my list. :) Ought to re-read the serpent story. I miss that guy, heh.
Shame the audio isn't all that great but the visuals are!
I Found Something! / [M - Elephant - Magic] Make Way for Noddy - "The Big Sneeze"
« Last post by RustySteele on October 13, 2020, 03:15:21 AM »
I'm pretty sure we have this one already, but not in English. I'm here to remedy this! They start at about 2:45 and go throughout.
Art, Art, and Art! / Re: [F + Mature] Feather sneeze commission🦊
« Last post by AMTW03 on October 07, 2020, 03:56:05 PM »
Aw man, this is awesome! :D Such a huge buildup, and such desperate sneezy expressions. I love the close ups of her nose, and the feather tickling it, or being inserted into it. Great detail there!

Awesome job ^^
Well. I have to admit, that was just about the best erotic experience I've had this year. I guess I see why some people like those roleplay hotlines. Extremely inspiring on the fantasy end, that's for sure! And I, frankly, am much more interested in men sexually, so it really says something that it was that much fun.
Not to get greedy, but you wouldn't happen to know any channels of male voice actors doing these? I think it might spoil me for anything else if a similarly talented man acted out delicious scenarios like that.
I'm New Here / New here :)
« Last post by Sailor_Scout on October 05, 2020, 08:58:03 AM »
Hi guys im new here
General Chatter / Quest for Camelot anyone?
« Last post by Mysterygirl400 on October 05, 2020, 02:41:55 AM »
So, I recently watched that old Warner Bros. movie Quest for Camelot. And's not that good. So many baffling decisions in this film. Honestly, if they didn't rip off Disney so much or at the very least they made it a parody of a Disney movie like Shrek, I would have liked it more. Oh well. I was still more entertained by it than the borefest King Arthur adaptation Disney actually did make.

Anyway, if there's one thing I did enjoy from this forgotten failed flick, it's the dragons, Devon and Cornwall. A lot of people found them annoying and pointless, but I dunno, I kinda liked them. Yeah, they definitely have their moments of being cringeworthy, such as their incessant need to make pop cultural references, but honestly, I've seen worse comic relief characters (the gargoyles from Hunchback come to mind). Plus, their song is one of the best songs in the movie's soundtrack and I love everything about it. Well, except for the ending, that part just ruins it for me. And once again, the pop culture references are really distracting, which is why when I listen to the song, I ignore the visuals. Think most people can agree that the songs in this movie are best listened to out-of-context anyway.

So, originally, I was going to post the clip of the griffon sneeze from this movie, but then I realized we already had it archived. Said clip would have been used as an excuse just to talk about how much I would have rather seen one or both of the dragons sneeze instead. Especially Devon, since he's played by Eric Idle. Seriously, I keep imagining how sneezing works for these guys. Would it be like with Zak and Wheezie where if one head is about to sneeze the other will sneeze instead? They're also flame-retardant most of the time, so how would their sneezes affect that? Dang, I wish there was some fanart or something of at least Devon sneezing but there's nothing  :(. I dunno, what does everyone else think?
Writer's Den / Digimon Haunted House Fanfic (M)
« Last post by DEEcat98 on October 04, 2020, 06:18:36 AM »
Here is a little Digimon fanfic I made involving Gomamon sneezing while searching in a haunted house along with the other main Digimon from the Digimon Adventure series.
(BTW I used this from a template by SarahGirl1998 :3)

(In the first scene, the Adventure Digimons head into the abandoned living room, then they all hide behind an easy chair.) 

Narrator: It must have been a long time since anyone lived here. There was dust everywhere. 

(Gomamon suddenly needs to sneeze, and places his flipper underneath his nonvisible nose as he inhales. His friends look at him in concern.) 

Gomamon: Eh... Ah... Heh... EehhTCHOO!!! 

(When he sneezes, he zips back underneath the easy chair as all his friends cringe. Then Gomamon pops back up from behind the easy chair, looking a bit embarrassed as he still has his flipper under his nonvisible nose.) 

Augumon, Gabumon, Tentomon, Biyomon, Palmon, Patamon, Gatomon, Veemon, Armadillomon, Hawkmon, and Wormmon: Bless you! 

Gomamon: Thanks, guys. 

(He pulls his flipper away from his nonvisible nose as he and his friends stay behind the easy chair.) 

(In the second scene, the Digimons are looking for something in the kitchen, with Gomamon looking in a cupboard. A bag of flour that was on the cupboard falls over, right onto Gomamon, which creates a brief cloud of flour around him.) 

Gomamon: Hey! 

(When the cloud of flour clears, Gomamon is completely white. He turns around to face Tentomon and Armadillomon, but then both of them freak out.) 

Tentomon: AH!!

Armadillomon: (points at Gomamon in fear) A GHOST, A GHOST!!! 

(Just as the other nine Digimon turn to look at Gomamon, however, Gomamon is about to sneeze again, this time due to the flour.) 

Gomamon: Ahtt... Hehtt... Ehtt... HahESCHOO!!! 

(When he sneezes, all of the flour puffs off of him. He then rubs his nonvisible nose with his flipper as Palmon giggles in amusement.)

Palmon: That was cute, Gomamon!

Gomamon: (blushes) Thanks, Palmon.

Biyomon: Why, that wasn't a ghost.

Agumon: It was Gomamon as he was covered in flower.

Hawkmon: Gesundheit.

Gabumon: Bless you, Gomamon. 

Gomamon: Thank you. 

(He sniffles, then pulls his flipper away from his nonvisible nose, and finally goes back to looking in the cupboard. The other eleven Digimon continue searching as well, with Tentomon and Armadillomon wiping their foreheads with sighs of relief.)
I Found Something! / Re: [ M - Nosehair Pluck ] Sea King - One Piece
« Last post by Chikara on October 02, 2020, 09:56:10 PM »
You can find clips of this scene in the archive, in both languages.
Writer's Den / The Old Cottage - A Scooby Doo fanfiction (M + non-anthro + allergies)
« Last post by kiku on October 02, 2020, 05:42:41 AM »
This story is dedicated to Daphine.  :)


This is a work of fanfiction. The character Scooby Doo belongs to Warner Bros. Entertainment (former Hanna-Barbera). I do not claim any ownership over him.

All the other characters in this story were created by me.

Cherish smiled at her friend, the large Great Dane who walked beside her, following her two brothers on the hiking trail. Scooby Doo was a special dog – he could think and talk like a human, and could even use his front paws like hands. Through long and patient speech training, Scooby Doo had even improved his pronunciation and didn’t start every word with an “r” anymore.

Cherish was a twenty-two-year-old student of sport science, slim and athletic, her strawberry blonde hair bouncing down her back in a long ponytail. Her two older brothers, Bill and Freddy, liked hiking in the mountains as much as she did, so they had planned a big tour for this weekend. The two brothers almost looked like twins with their bright red hair and freckles. To make the trip even more fun, they had invited Scooby Doo to come along with them – the Great Dane was the pet of their good friend Shaggy Rogers. Scooby was thrilled about joining his human friends.

“Hey, we’re almost there!” Bill called out, pointing at the picturesque old summer cottage awaiting them on the top of a hill. They had rented the place for the weekend. It was getting dark, and they were all glad to get inside.

“Phew!... Nobody has been in here for ages!” Cherish frowned when they entered the house. Dust and spiderwebs everywhere…

“Well, if we all roll up our sleeves, we’ll get it cleaned up in no time!” Freddy talked big, waving his long arms about, and didn’t notice he bumped against a curtain. A thick cloud of dust trickled down – right onto Scooby’s large black nose.

“Pfffhhhnnhhh!” the tall dog snorted hastily, rubbing his nose, but too late – the big amount of dust had already entered his wide, sensitive nostrils. “Ughhh… aaaahhhhh…” Scooby gasped, his face contorting, nostrils flaring madly. “Duhhh… dust… haahhh…. haaaaaTTCCCHHHEEEOOOH!... RrrrhhhaaaaCCKKSSHHEEEWW!... HiiiAATTTCCHHOOOah!” he sneezed, holding his front paw to his itchy nose.

“Sorry, dude!” Freddy said sheepishly.

“Freddy, be more careful with all the dust here! You know that dogs have really sensitive noses, and Scooby’s nose is extremely sensitive!” Cherish chided.

“HeeeAAATTCCHHHUUH!... RRAAATTCCHHHOOOH!... HyyyAAACCKKKSSHHHOOH! Ugh…” Scooby sniffled wetly, rubbing his large twitching nose. “I thinggk I deed to blow mby ndosehh… haaaAAACCKKSSSHHHUUH!”

“Bless you, Scooby!” Cherish handed him a package of tissues.

“Thangksss… RRRRUUUSSHHHagh!” With one more forceful sneeze caught in a tissue, Scooby blew his nose to clear it off the irritating dust.

“Hey, guys!” Bill, the oldest of the siblings, called out to them through the connecting door of the next room. “Look what I’ve found!” He held up a crinkled piece of paper that looked like old parchment.

“What’s that?” Freddy frowned, and Cherish and Scooby looked up curiously.

“It’s an old map of this house – a very old one! It looks like a treasure’s hidden here somewhere!”

“Ahhh dude, you’ve watched too many adventure movies!” Freddy waved him off, and started carrying the luggage upstairs.

“I’ll get dinner ready!” Cherish said, busying herself in the old-fashioned kitchen. “Bill, you could make yourself useful and look for a vacuum cleaner, or poor Scooby will sneeze all night long!”

Bill grumbled something about the map he had found, but obediently shuffled off to do the cleaning.

“No signal!” Freddy held up his mobile phone, coming back downstairs. “We’re truly in the middle of nowhere.”

“Hey, I like that!” Bill remarked, carrying a big vacuum cleaner into the hall. “Nobody’s going to disturb us!”

After dinner, the four of them were relaxing in the dimly lit living room and telling each other ghost stories when a sudden noise startled them. Somebody was trying to break into the house!

Freddy cautiosly peeked through the door he had opened a bit. “It’s two men and a woman, and they’ve got a gun!” he hissed, panic in his eyes.

“Okay!” Bill took control. “Cherish, you and Scooby hide in that little store room under the stairs. It’s big enough for you two. Freddy and I will sneak out the backdoor to call the police from the next village. Hang in there!”

“Come on, Scooby!” Cherish whispered, and the two of them huddled together in the store room. Luckily, it was bigger than it looked from outside, so they would have enough air in there for some time.

“They must be somewhere in here!” A man’s voice growled. “We’ll find them!”

“All the rooms are empty!” A shrill woman’s voice sounded. “They ran away with the treasure!”

“But maybe somebody’s still here. Let’s search the rooms again! All the rooms!”

In their hiding place, Cherish began to shiver with fear.

“Don’t be afraid, Cherish!” Scooby Doo whispered bravely. “I’ll protect you!” He moved a little to peek through a crack in the door when his head brushed against a pile of cleaning rags – and a full load of dust rose up in the air. Freddy and Bill had done a good job cleaning the house! Only, instead of shaking the dust off outside, they had piled up the rags in the store room, full with the dust of generations.

In horror, Cherish saw Scooby’s big black nose turn snow-white as the dust covered it all over. She saw him scrunch up his nose, his face contorting more and more. “Oh no, Scooby!” she whispered.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh… my nosehhh…” Scooby gasped, rubbing his nose which only made it worse since his front paws were powdered in dust. “I gohhh… gottahhh…”

“No, don’t sneeze, Scooby! Please! They’ll find us!” Cherish hissed hectically.

“I cahhh… can’t hold it baaahhhh…”

Cherish lurched forward and pressed her finger to the Great Dane’s terribly tickly nose, pushing gently against the flaring, twitchy nostrils. “All right, I’ve got you!” she whispered. “I’ll help you hold it back!”

“Haahhh… ngyaahhhhhh… tickles… huunnnghhhhh…” Desperately hitching, he pressed his massively irritated nose to the girl’s finger.

“Sshhhh! I know!” She clammed her fingers around his ready-to-explode-nose, trying to pinch his widened nostrils shut, but it was too late… The tickle in his sensitive nose was too strong.
“Haaaahhhh… haaaTTTCCCHHHnnghh!... YYYAATTTCCHHOOGH!... RRRRAAAACCCKKKSSSHHHOOH!” Scooby sneezed violently as his nose was still nestled in Cherish’s fingers. No matter how hard she pressed and pinched his large, itchy nose, she could not stop the Great Dane’s urge to sneeze again, and again, and again…

“Hah! In there!” the triumphant voice of one of the male intruders pierced their ears when the door of the store room was torn open. “Gesundheit, little ankle-biter!”

Then, two things happened at the same time: The moment Scooby was pulled out of the store room, Cherish’s right foot touched one of the old wooden boards the floor was covered with – and the next second she found herself sitting on the carpet of a small office room. A trap door had brought her to a secret basement!

While Cherish looked around trying to find a safe way out, upstairs Scooby found himself tied up, and the gun pointed at him.

“Now, doggy!” the tallest man snarled. “Where’s the treasure?”

“We know you can talk!” the woman squealed; her hair, dyed in black and blue, stood up in all directions so she looked like an evil witch. “We’ve been watching you!”

“I don’t know where the treasure is!” Scooby replied truthfully.

The smaller man fiddled with the gun, apparently quite nervous. “Where are your buddies? They must know!” he croaked.

“I don’t know! And if you shoot me, I can’t tell you anything at all anymoohhh….. hehhhh… haaaAASSHHEEW!” Scooby sneezed unrestrained as the dust still tickled his nose.

“You know what? He’s got a point there!” the woman said to her two partners in crime who didn’t seem to be the brightest bulbs. “We’ll have to find a different way to make him talk… Ooooohh! Look at his nose! So sensitive and itchy!” She stretched out her index finger with a long manicured nail and placed her fingertip right between Scooby’s twitching, flaring nostrils.

The touch felt exactly like those many times when a butterfly or some other insect had landed on Scooby’s nose, tickling it with their tiny feet and wings… Scooby Doo’s large sensitive nose seemed to attract irritants like a magnet! He scrunched up his nose as the tickle grew stronger…

Smiling maliciously, the woman ran her fingernail lightly around Scooby’s nostrils, tickling and teasing them with soft, feathery movements.

“Waaaahhh… I gottaaaahhh…. waaahhhhhSSSHHHOOOAAH! HaaaAAASSSHHHOOOH!” Scooby sneezed snortingly, feeling the tickle build up in his nose again immediately after that. “Nyehhh… hennghhh… heeeeEEEAAATTTCCHHOOH!... RrrrrAAATTTCCHHHAAAHH!... Please stohhh… haaaAAACCKKKSSSHHHOO!”

“Oh, but I’ve only just begun!” the woman grinned. “Tell me, my friend, where’s the treasure? And where are your buddies?” She let her fingertips slide into his widely opened nostrils, tickling the sensitive inside.

“Hyyeeeeehh!!” Scooby yelped as the tickle got overwhelming. “HeeeAAARRRSSSHHHHOOHH!... HaaaaAAARRSSSHHHOOOH!... Haa—haaa---haaaaAAASSSHHH!”

“Where??!” The criminal lady grabbed one of the cleaning rags from the store room, inhaled deeply, and blew a cloud of dust right onto Scooby’s nose.

“Haaahhh!!… Haa---AAASSSHHHOOH!... HaaaaEEESSSHHHOOH!... I dohhh… haaaAAASSSHHOOH!... Don’t know anythiiiiiiiIIIISSSHHHOOOH!... HeyyYYIIISSSHHOOOah!”

In the meantime, Cherish searched the underground office thoroughly, until she found an old fashioned telephone. With relief she found out it still worked. In a hushed voice, she called the police. The ten minutes it took the police to arrive were the longest ten minutes of Cherish’s life!

At last, it was over. The criminal trio was overpowered within a few seconds – Cherish would never forget the stupid look on their faces when she appeared in front of them. In no time, Scooby was free from his bonds, and at the same time, Freddy and Bill returned, having noticed the police car.

“Hey, that was an exciting start of our hiking weekend!” Freddy grinned. “Great job, sis! And, uh… bless you, Scooby!”

Nodding his thanks to him, the Great Dane continued sneezing forcefully, turning aside in order not to spray his friends.

“How lucky you found that phone in the basement!” Bill said, looking at his sister in awe.

“Yes – and I found something else too!” With a proud grin, Cherish presented a big burlap bag that seemed to be a hundred years old. It was full of twinkling golden coins.

“THE TREASURE!!” Three excited voices shouted.

“Well done, CherrrrRRRIIISSSHHHHUUH!” Scooby hurled out another tickly sneeze.

“Awww, bless you! Your poor nose is still so full of dust!” the girl said sympathetically. She offered Scooby some tissues again so he could blow his nose, but it didn’t seem to help much – his nostrils blasted out one itchy, snorting sneeze after another.

“Let me try to help you, Scooby!” Cherish took his terribly tickly nose between her fingers and started massaging it with soothing, circular motions.

After a while, the sneezing eased off, and the four friends were ready for their next adventure.

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