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#go pee
stagefoot · 1 year
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Ok listen
If you’ve finished your preshow checklist and you’re waiting for the show to start, and a little voice in your head tells you, ‘Nah, you don’t need to pee, you’re fine!’
Do. Not. Listen!!!
That voice is the devil. Don’t listen to the devil, listen to me: go pee.
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captain-amadeus · 4 months
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i meed to pee :3
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ch0mpch0mp · 2 months
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homestuck chats that hit me like a fucking brick
!! -SPOILERS- !!
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shit my pants while tears rolled down my face.
this is so tragic. and the clutch homestuck has on me too 😓
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Decorating the gender neutral bathroom 💪🏻💪🏻🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️
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omo-queer · 7 months
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don't mind me over here thinking about how much fun it would be to train someone so they couldn't voluntarily pee without my permission
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goofiest-goober87 · 2 months
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MENTAL ILLNESS GANG‼️‼️‼️
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(more @chloesimaginationthings fanart I just think their neat)
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lewdo · 7 months
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ice ice baby
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foldingfittedsheets · 2 months
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Wyvern the puppy was having a grand time on the couch until he managed to catch his own reflection. There was one terrified “boof” then he ran away and put himself to bed.
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wetdeviant · 16 days
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A sub who has been holding for hours and is at his limit. He wants to please his dom and hold it just a bit longer– Oh, there's the first leak. He gasps and tries to wiggle, but is held back by the ropes his dom tied around him when this all started. Hands behind his back, thighs forcibly spread. If he could just squeeze himself he could hold it longer, it's not fair! His bladder spasms again and a tiny pool of liquid has gathered on the chair. The feeling of it gently lapping against his aroused but neglected crotch is too much. No, no!– he can be good, he can hold it! His dom seems to have noticed his worked up state. “Oh, is it too much for you? I really thought you could control yourself.” They ask as they come closer, and begin to caress the inside of the sub's hip bones. Please, gotta pee so bad! Gonna pee gonna pee– The sub heaves a sob as his privates twitch once, twice before wetness erupts out of him. His stream so strong and desperate it arches in the air. The sub closes his eyes and slumps back in the chair, sniffling quietly. He couldn't hold it, he wanted to so bad... But his dom just hums and kisses his forehead. “Did so good for me. You held it for so long, didn't you? Such a good boy...” The sub sighs as he gives into the relief.
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20dollarlolita · 9 months
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Something that I've used to judge my health, in more ways than one, is what I call the need-to-pee test.
When I'm sitting, wasting time, and I need to pee, healthy me will just get up and go to the bathroom. That's normal behavior.
Sometimes, however, elements of my health will make that very basic task difficult. When you recognize that you need to pee, but you have to have an internal conversation with The Vampire of Despair about if you needing to pee is a failure and a judgement on your worth as a human being, you need to reach out to someone about your mental health. Being too depressed to get up and go pee is a sign that something in your mental health is very wrong. It's a sign that it's "bad enough" to really need some help.
When you recognize that you need to pee, but you don't want to get up because your body will be in pain, that's a sign that your pain is "bad enough" where you should do something about it. If you've been sitting around your house telling yourself that shit's fine, but you also procrastinate on the basic duty of going to take a pee because doing that simple task is going to cause you so much pain that it's not worth the comfort you get from not needing to pee, your body is fucked, and shit's not fine.
Getting up and going to pee is a thing that should not take effort or be unpleasant. Having difficult getting up and going to the bathroom often means that your problem is actually pretty bad. If you've been ignoring the problem, it's a very good sign that you should stop ignoring the problem.
Needing to pee but not being able to get up and go pee because the cat is sitting on you, however, is normal operating procedure. How dare you move the cat for something as selfish as your basic bodily functions. You metabolized and you didn't even get permission? The cat does not approve.
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shellxrls · 12 days
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pushing the weird jj!piss kink agenda and having him lick reader right after she's done😭😭
he grabs your hips before you have a chance to manoeuvre to get ahold of some toilet paper, forcing you to slightly crouch your knees in front him, eager mouth hovering beneath your damp pussy.
acquainted to his constant urge for affection, you attempt to shuffle away assuming he just wanted the closeness for a moment, only to be met with his unnerving stiffness.
“can smell you you know,” he mumbles into your thigh.
“mhm, now will you let go so i can get some toilet paper jj?” you reply flippantly, pushing against him further.
“can i lick you clean?” he whines, and you finally get the hint, acquiescing as your knees buckle and you approach his face.
he pulls you onto him from there, forcing his tongue into you for a lazy tongue-fuck before lapping at your clit, making you even more soaked with his own slobber.
when he finally lets you go, you notice a damp spot blooming in his the crotch of his shorts.
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starqueensthings · 1 year
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PLEASE
LOOK AT THE PICTURE I JUST STUMBLED ACROSS
I AM WHEEZING
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moonyandrice · 9 months
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if I see one more person try to demonize either Gwen, Margo, or Jessica for some STUPID ASS SHIT I might lose my mind.
Like I’m starting to get super sick and tired of all the lowkey misogynistic takes some of you have for these characters. Like you can critique a character without making them out to be a FUCKING MONSTER.
Firstly, what fucking reason do you all have to even HATE MARGO TO BEGIN WITH??? She did not do JACK SHIT. I know why. It’s because some of you IMMATURE ASS MFS cannot handle a female character interacting with a male character that you like. That girl was sweet as sugar for the five fucking minutes of screen time she had. AND DON’T THINK FOR A SECOND I DON’T SEE SOME OF YOU RACIST MFS YOU AREN’T SLICK BITCH.
Second, I get why a lot of people are mad at Gwen. I do. I was angry too! But I also understand. She is a complex character and I love how they handled all the mistakes and all the things she went through. But the way some of you treat her like she’s a SUPER VILLAIN?? Fucked up. Wrong. Ya’ll will take an inch of flaw and go a fucking mile. Some of you have written fics about her being a HOMEWRECKER?? Or just a MALICIOUS PERSON?? Like FUCK OFF. She actively acknowledges and condemns all her own wrongdoings. But ya’ll don’t wanna hear that. And it’s for the SAME REASONS that you all hate Margo. You fucking BABIES can’t handle when a female character BREATHES AROUND A MALE CHARACTER. Just say it. It is some PICK ME GIRL ASS BULLSHIT and if I have to see it ONE MORE TIME you’ll be finding me under your FUCKING BED TONIGHT.
And lastly, the way ya’ll hate on Jessica is just plain misogynoir. She did not do HALF the shit Miguel did and I see her get dogged on CONSTANTLY. The most she did was try to help capture Miles, and be like- mildly condescending. Miguel has done far fucking worse than Jess and he gets 10x less hate than her. For such a beautiful movie- I truly expected better. Absolute FUCKING CLOWNS.
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yunhohours · 10 months
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hellooo I saw you're taking requests and I wanted to ask for jeno + aftercare, praising you for taking it so well after giving you the best fuck of your life. ly<3
"don't move, baby," jeno mumbles with a kiss to your shoulder before skillfully climbing off you and disappearing into the nearby bathroom. you're not sure how long he's gone for, head lolling to the side and eyelids too heavy to open, but it feels like it's only moments before you feel the mattress dip again.
your eyes open when you feel a warm sensation on your lower legs, peering down your body to see jeno with a washcloth, taking his time as he makes his way upwards with it. he's so focused on removing the sheen of sweat from your skin that he doesn't see you watching him. "hi," you croak, voice still a little shaky. his eyes flit up to yours and he smiles, pressing a soft kiss to the inside of your knee. "hi, beautiful. welcome back." you giggle and it makes his smile grow wider.
he continues like this until he's wiped every inch of skin from the neck down. he discards the towel before grabbing another prepared towel from the nightstand. he settles onto his side next to you, holding your gaze lovingly. "how do you feel?" he carefully nudges your thighs apart as his hand slips between them, using the fresher cloth to clean your more intimate area. "i feel good. tired, but good."
jeno hums his acknowledgment, a small pout on his lips. "almost done, baby. you can get some rest then, okay? i'll be your pillow." he winks and kisses your nose before he's getting up again. at this rate, every body part will have earned a kiss before your eyes get the chance to close for the night. you're not complaining.
you're replaying the night's activities in your mind when jeno comes back. this time, he sits beside your horizontal figure. "do you think you can sit up for me, baby?" his voice is so gentle. you nod and he does 90% of the work for you, lifting and supporting your back to make sure you're stable enough. he maneuvers your body only as much as necessary to cover you in a clean shirt of his, a content smile on his face when he gets to take in the sight of you afterwards. "perfect." you can't help but smile too.
he picks up a bottle of water he had placed on the comforter next to him and hands it to you. "drink a good amount and then we can get some sleep. promise." you do as he instructs, gulping down more water than you even realized you needed. jeno's hands busy themselves, moving any damp locks of hair from your face and smoothing them down. "you did so well for me, beautiful. you always do so well for me."
you can't fight the blush on your cheeks, closing the water bottle and reaching to place it on the nightstand. jeno grabs it from you and does it himself, pulling you into him the second his hands are free. he lays you down together, resting your head on his chest. "let's talk in the morning, okay? want to make sure everything went okay but i know you're tired." his arm is wrapped around your back, fingers drawing shapes on the fabric of your shirt. "can you spell for me?" he asks, and you know what he means. your brow furrows as you concentrate on his moving fingers, trying to picture what he's drawing. when he finishes, you smile. i love you, he said silently. it's the last thing you remember before you drift off to sleep.
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here's something short and goofy for you guys bc this song has been stuck in my head all morning.
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“So, Eddie?” Steve asks while he, Robin, and Eddie are lounging around Family Video on a slow Tuesday afternoon.
“Yes, Stevie dear?” “Where did the ‘Big Boy’ thing come from?”
Steve watches as every bit of Eddie freezes under his gaze. 
“Uh..”
“Yeah, I’d like to know too, what’s up with that Munson?” Robin says, leaning forward on the counter beside Steve, pushing all of her right side into Steve’s left.
Poor Eddie.
“Oh, uh, well…” Eddie’s brow furrows for a moment before something seemingly comes to him in a moment. “You know how loud the rumor mill can be, Steve-o.”
“Whattya mean?” He knows what he means, he just wants to see what Eddie will say. He also knows It’s gotta be a tortuous question for the metalhead, especially one who’s crush is the one asking him. 
That was the other thing; after Eddie’s accidental pain-med induced schmoozing of Steve and the prompt forgettening of ever saying anything, Steve (and Robin) had come to the conclusion that he’s super into Eddie too.
Now it’s just a matter of getting Eddie to admit it, and having fun flirting and making him squirm a little in the meantime.
“Well, the phrase itself is from a song, but you do know your lovely conquests would talk, right?” The blush on his cheeks just makes him look cuter.
“And you believed them?” Robin states more than asks.
“Well there’s no way I’d ever know one way or the other!” Eddie laughs, his cheeks darkening.
Ignoring the myriad of things he could say to that, Steve instead asks “What song?”
“Huh? Oh, uhm, it’s from this random tape that Wayne picked up on the road a couple years ago. Has this weird art on the cover of some guy and like, skeletons and stuff? Dan something? It’s all yellow-y orange and blue..”
“That sounds so familiar…” Robin mumbles when Steve asks, “How does it go?”
“What?”
“The song.”
“Uh…” Eddie zones off into the distance and starts mumbling to himself.
Robin is still mumbling to herself too, “That sounds so familiar, what the hell?”
Eddie presumably finds the lyrics then, because he starts singing. “Big Boy, real cool, you can tell he’s no one’s fool, And he tries so hard to come off like a star.” Eddie starts dancing around in front of the counter, “You can tell by the way he combs his hair, by the cocky grin and that moody stare. By the way he leans and juts out his hip...” He sings, pointing at how Steve is doing exactly that.
Steve laughs, waving him off, “Okay, okay, I get it! You can st—”
“Elfman!” Robin calls out suddenly.
Steve and Eddie share a look. “Who’s an elf?”
“The Dan guy from your song, Elfman? Was his last name Elfman?”
Eddie snaps his fingers at her, “That’s it! Danny Elfman!” “The guy from Oingo Boingo!”
There are a few beats of silence.
“Don’t look at me like that, he’s the singer in Oingo Boingo! My parents love their stuff, and they did that song in Weird Science!”
“Which song?”
“..Weird Science.” she says as if that was obvious.
Something clicks in Steve’s head at the name, too. “Wait, I know I've seen that name somewhere else...” He rounds the counter and toward the shelf he knows the tape he's thinking of lives; it’s a goofy movie, he’s watched it before on some of his long solo shifts and it’s honestly kind of grown on him.
He grabs up the first copy he sees, one of the Family Video plastic clamshells, and brings it back to the counter, popping the tape into their tape player.
The opening credits start up, and at the title card: “Oh hey, Pee-Wee's Big Adventure! I love Pee Wee!” Eddie says, excitedly jumping up to sit on the counter in front of the TV (and Steve).
“Yeah you do..” Robin mumbles.
“Shut up,” Steve grumbles, elbowing her a bit harder than necessary, “Look.” he points up to the text on the screen. 
“Damn, this guy’s everywhere!”
“‘Music composed by Danny Elfman’. Holy shit! Good memory, Dingus!”
“Thanks! Now what is this about Eddie loving Pee Wee?”
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teet-feet-two · 1 year
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