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homo-rashi · 2 years

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Tsukishima X Yamaguchi omo fic

prompt: Walking home from school

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Tsuki was having the worst day possible. He woke up with a stuffy nose, no doubt from falling asleep with his fan on once again because it was the start of summer and his room was unbarbly hot. To make matters worse, his mum had accidentally flushed the cap of her hair spray down the toilet while getting ready for work, in turn, clogging the entire plumbing system in their house.

He couldn't piss or brush his teeth because even the sinks were not draining. That being said, He rushes out of the house rather desperate to take his morning piss, just hoping to get to school as fast as possible.

But of course, that couldn't happen because when he got to the station, the train was delayed from a tree being blown over on the tracks a few miles up the road. It was rather windy last night, he recalls hearing the shutters on his bedroom window banging quite loudly, probably why he feels less rested then he should be. Looking at the time, he either waits at the station for god knows how long and misses morning practice and is late for class or he walks.

He makes the decision, a few miles walk to school isn't the worst, he has been meaning to get his stamina up for games now that he is constantly being compared to that freak, Hinata who seems to never run out of energy. But Of course, his pace is slow because of the constant nagging of his bladder.

He almost forgot in the commotion of the station that he hasn't peed in well over twelve hours, considering he was asleep for eight and the last time he went was right after dinner. Now that he knows it's been that long he grows concerned. ‘That can't be healthy? Right?’ he thinks to himself as he catches his free hand wandering to grab himself. But he refrains, realizing he is walking on a residential street, while there are no people around, anyone could be looking out their window at him.

He hit the cross streets he mentally marked in his head as the halfway point of his walk, not very happy with how long it took him. His need has grown substantially, his brisk pace slowed to a slight hobble as every step against the hard pavement sends jolts straight to his bladder. Threatening the liquid that's right at the tip of his dick to drip out.

A loud crackling of thunder stops him in his tracks. He was so focused on making it to school, he didn't even realize the sky around him was turning darker and darker. He feels the air get the pre-rain moist feeling and decides he has to pick up the pace, looking around, seeing only closed blinds and curtains drawn he shoves one hand into the pocket of his uniform pants and grabs ahold of his dick, pretending he doesn't feel the wetness on his fingers, he was unaware he was leaking so bad.

He starts to walk as fast as he can. Turning down street after street just trying to beat the storm. His hand is holding himself for dear life as he comes to a train crossing, the flashing lights blink him back into reality as he paces in place, hoping the train goes by faster. Walking was actually making him able to hold it more and now he is not so subtly stepping from foot to foot, trying to keep everything inside. ‘Its okay, you can make it.’ he whispers to himself, realizing, for a second, he had doubts. Doubts he would indeed make it to school without having an accident. He isn't a kid anymore, he should be able to hold his piss for an hour's walk to school.

The world has other plans for him, when he feels the first heavy drop of rain slash onto his shoulder. He looked up, his vision getting blurred by splashes of water hitting his glasses. The slow trickle of rain turns into a harsh downpour in seconds. The train finally passes, and his walkway is available again. Without an umbrella because, of course, he didn't bring his umbrella today either he starts walking in the direction of school, thigh tightly pressed together as he walks, ‘ten more minutes’ he tells himself over and over in his head.

He feels a shot of warmth wet his palm through the fabric of his pocket mixing with the cold wetness of the rain that has taken over his body. He manages to stop the hard stream of piss that escaped him for a moment, but not without crouching down, into a squat. Using both his hands and the feel of his foot to keep it all in. He can't see anything through his glasses, not able to remove a hand from his crotch to wipe away the rain drops coating them.

He can't take his hand away. He can't move. It's all become too much. His body is cold from the rain despite the hot summer sun, his nose is stuffy and he can't see, he is tired from walking and from not getting a good night sleep, not to mention he is soaking wet. Looking around, he is alone. Nobody else is walking in this weather, it's far less residential now, just a park to his left and the back of a bookstore to his left. He pretends he has an option as he tries to think of what to do, as if he can move, but his body makes up his mind for him.

He feels it before he quickly yanks his hands away, the feeling of hot liquid pooling in the ass of his pants, then dripping down onto the wet pavement below him. The loudness of the hiss between his legs mixes with the downpour of the store. He spreads his legs a bit in his squatted position, to not piss on his shoes and gives in. letting everything flow out of him onto the ground. He hands his head back in relief, feeling good for the first time all morning. The piss just keeps falling out of him, as if he has no muscle left. The rain washed everything away immediately as it left him. He laughs at himself as he presses harder, wanting to hurry this embarrassing event along. He finally feels the freeing sense of emptiness as he feels his pants stop being warm.

Able to stand up now he does so, looking around to be sure he is still alone, and he is. He looks down at his bottom half and it's completely undetectable to tell what pee and what's rain, unless of course one was to smell his pants. Feeling slightly embarrassed he wonders if he should turn around and go home, but he realizes his plumbing is still broken at home, so it's not like he would be able to shower there anyways. He decides to still go to school. He arrives and takes use of the locker room showers. Thankfully he has his volleyball tracksuit with him so he technically isn't breaking the uniform rule when he has to wear it all day. He simply tells everyone he got rained on on the walk to school and nobody bats an eye. He does substantially better in practice than he has in a long time. His stuffy nose cleared up sometime after lunch, A lunch period he spent napping in the library. After practice he grabs his sodden uniform from his locker and shoves it in his bag, noting he has to wash it when he gets home. He checks the news on his phone as he waits outside the gym, the train station is still backed up from the tree incident, the store that is still happening must have obstructed the clean up so he decides to walk home.

Yamaguchi walks up behind him and taps him on the shoulder. He explains why he didn't commute to school with him this morning, how he got stuck on the train for an hour and had to get off and jog to his first class. Tsuki didn't even realize his friend's absence in his morning predicament, but he just nodded and kept walking. The two walk in silence, Yamaguchi attempting to share his umbrella with Tsuki but it isn't helping much, the blonde is still quite wet from the rain. Tsuki notices a familiar twinge in his bladder. He chooses to ignore it for the time being, but cant help but feel a little nervous when he remembers this morning. He didn't go before leaving the gym, and he did drink many bottles of water during practice because he was doing so well today for some reason. In hindsight, he should have gone, the plumbers are probably still at his house.

“Are you okay?” Yamaguchi. Tsuki, deep in his train of thought, didn't even realize he had slowed down his pace.

“Sorry, I just-I have to pee.” Tsuki admits his need, it's Yamaguchi after all. The two of them have shared everything with each other since middle school. The two have seen each other with wet pants and red eyes many times before. Hell, Yamaguchi even puked on him one time at the fair.

“Oh, I actually do as well, I kinda forgot to go after practice.” Yamaguchi admits. Tsuki notices his slight fidgeting as he stands still and starts walking again. The two walk in silence for a while. Tsuki tried to drown out the sound of the rain as it made his need worse.

“I won't stay, because you're probably busy, but can I actually go inside and use your toilet when we get to your house? I'm sorry, it's just, I don't know if I can wait till I get to my house.” Yamaguchi breaks the silence, Tsuki looks over at his green haired friend who is not so subtle gripping himself in his pocket. Tsuki cringes at what he looked like earlier.

“Our plumbing is broken. Mom had a mishap this morning.” Tsuki feels bad, but it's not like he isn't in the same boat.

“Oh. that's not good. What are we gonna do?” Yamaguchi stops walking and looks around. Tsuki does too. This whole time he wasn't worried about the plumbing at home. Once he realized how wet he was from the rain again, he was just gonna squat down and pee like he did this morning. He already has to do laundry anyways, But with Yamaguchi in the same predicament, he can't suggest that, can he?

“Um? I was just gonna wait for the plumber to finish.” Tsuki lies. But he feels bad the instant he does. He doesn't lie to Yamaguchi.

“Yeah, I don't think that will work for me.” Yamaguchi laughs but Tsuki can see him swallow hard, his eyes darting around the congested residential area they are in.

“Let's just keep walking.” Tsuki says. His needs are bad. Not as bad as Yamaguchi’s it seems but standing there getting more wet not being able to hold himself is making it worse. Tuski keeps an eye on Yamaguchi, his hand has moved from inside his pocket to outside, holding himself for what looks like dear life. Long abandoning the umbrella. Tsuki realizes his comfort level for the rest of their walk would be greatly improved if he did the same. He places a hand on his crotch and looks over at Yamaguchi who gives him a sympathetic look.

“Tsukiiiii!” Yamaguchi stops in his tracks and dances around his legs crossing tightly, “I really have to go…I think i’m gonna have to go behind one of these walls and…” Tsuki can see the blush creep onto his friends face. He knows he isn't one to break the law and expose himself in public like this. It must be urgent for him to admit to that.

“Yama-wait- um I- You don’t wanna get in trouble.” Tsuki grabs his arm and pulls him over to a brick wall next to the street.

“Tsuki, it's either that or…” Yamaguchi hips and jerks in all directions, Tsuki still has a hand in between his legs. He realizes this is ridiculous. They both are soaked. He is just being shy for no reason. “Nobody is around to see! Really, I mean, I don't want to do it obviously, but it's an emergency and it hurts and-

“I'm gonna pee.” Tsuki says nonchalantly, cutting his rambling friends off because he is right, It hurts. Yamaguchi's eyes light up.

“Okay! Let's go find a hidden spot! I think if we just go this way-” Yamaguchi goes to grab Tsuki's arm but the blonde is already squatting down.

“Tsuki? Are you okay?! Let's go over here, just a little more!” Yamaguchi is stepping from foot to foot looking confused at Tsuki, when he sees it. The shudder of liquid cascading from his friend's butt onto the pavement below his crouched down body.

Tsuki looks up at his friend as his relief washes over him. He can't believe he is doing this again, but it feels so good and way less embarrassing than this morning, mostly because he did it of his own volition.

“Tsuki!” Yamaguchi crouches down next to his friend and places a comforting hand on his shoulder. “It's okay, accidents happen! Lets just, ah-” Yamaguchi stops and shoves a hand between his legs.

“Not an accident, I just needed to go, So I did. I was already wet and I have to wash my gym clothes anyways.” Tsuki says it's weird to talk while actively peeing, feeling your clothes warm as piss runs through them. “Plus it's not exactly illegal to pee your pants in public, so…” He cringes slightly at the admission that this is pissing his pants and not just going to the bathroom like it feels like it is.

“You-You seem like you have done this before…” Yamaguchi says Tsuki blushes at that but his embarrassment is short-lived when he sees his friend's hands quickly jerk away from his crotch.

Yamaguchi is peeing himself. A high-schooler. He is crouched down pissing in his school uniform next to his best friend who is also peeing his pants. The relief that washes over him he is sure is visible on his face but doesn't do anything to stop the flow. “Oh my god!” Yamaguchi says letting his face fall into his hands and piss drips from him. Tsuki has stopped crouching beside him and is standing up, wiping his glasses off on the inside of his jacket. When he feels empty enough to walk the rest of the way home, he cuts off his flow and stands up.

“That was, I can't believe I just did that!” Yamaguchi looks around to see if anyone saw what he and his friend just did.

“It's fine. You don't even look any different than you did a few minutes ago.” Tsuki says so calmly. “You have done this before, haven't you, oh my god Tsuki!” Yamaguchi realizes as they begin to walk, the blonde not even phased.

“This morning I kind of…” Tsuki mumbles under his breath. “It was an accident! I swear! Was like, what were we gonna do…It couldn't have been helped.” Tsuki suddenly realizes what he just did openly and how his friend reacted.

“I-I’m not judging you! I'm just surprised is all!” Yamaguchi grabs Tsuki’s arm and interlocks it with his. Tsuki feels better, they both walk to his house. To see the plumber van is parked outside.

“I'm actually not busy, wanna come in and play video games until the storm dies down?” Tsuki says, walking up to his front door. “I can wash your clothes with my uniform from this morning.”

“Yeah, but um, I kinda…” Yamaguchi looks both directions down Tsuki’s street before quickly crouching down in his front yard. “I didn't let it all out earlier…” He blushed as he released the rest of his pee into his already wet pants. Not wanting to hold it while the plumber fixed Tsuki’s toilet.

“Yama-hahaha” Tsuki laughs and his friend stands up and walks into his house like nothing ever happened, like he didn't just pee his pants next to his mom’s rose bushes.

“This stays between us.” Yamaguchi says as he walks past Tsuki,

“Obviously, now let's get out of these clothes.” Tsuki clothes the door behind them.

(posting some fics i’ve written and posted on Ao3 for everyone on tumblr to enjoy)

#haikyuu #omorashi #haikyu omo #anime omo #omorashi fic #omo fluff #fluffy #fanfic #dead dove do not eat #contains piss #pissfic #a03

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yandere-daydreams · 2 months

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Emergency Commissions For Gaza 🍉🇵🇸

Status: Closed.

What We're Doing:

For the next few weeks, I'll be accepting donations of $15 or more to any of the families attempting to flee Gaza or the purchase of a 30 day eSim as payment for one-shots, drabbles, and headcanons with a maximum length of 1500 words. To get yours, just sent me a screenshot of your receipt/confirmation of your donation and your prompt through either my DMs or my inbox - as long as there's proof of your donation, it counts.

Rules:

~Character/Reader pairings only. OCs, monster, and folklore creatures count as characters.

~My hard limits still apply. No p*dophilia, piss/scat (omorashi is fine), snuff, necro, or incest (step/pseudo is fine). Other than that, go wild.

~Feel free to ask if you have any questions. I'm more than willing to be the rules for good cause.

And, while this isn't a strict 'rule', please be considerate. I am a student with a full-time job outside of this, so short/broader prompts are greatly appreciated.

Fandoms:

♥ Genshin Impact.

♥ Twisted Wonderland.

♥ Obey Me: One Master To Rule Them All.

♥ Degrees of Lewdity

♥ Jujutsu Kaisen.

♥ Demon Slayer.

♥ Hunter x Hunter.

♥ Spy x Family.

♥ Haikyuu!!

♥ Boku No Hero Academia.

♥ OCs, Monsters, Folklore Figures

Again, if you have any questions, please ask. My DMs and inbox are always open.

#personal #yandere #jujutsu kaisen #twisted wonderland #genshin impact #demon slayer #boku no hero academia #commissions

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narcissistshandler · 1 year

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⠀⠀⠀𝙈𝘼𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏

⠀⠀𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦

. . . ✧ 𝗕𝗟𝗨𝗘 𝗟𝗢𝗖𝗞

. the king's crown, michael kaiser | top!dom reader

. brotherly love, itoshi rin & sae | top! reader

. the more you get, more you want, nagi & reo | top!dom reader

. rude brat, itoshi sae | dom! reader

. in the middle of the night..., barou shoei | top! reader

. motel room, itoshi rin | top!reader, yandere!reader

. not on shopping list, itoshi sae | dom! reader, yandere!brat! sae

. critical phase, reo mikage | top!reader

. there's a sting in the way you kiss me, itoshi sae | sub!reader, yandere!sae

. dumb dumb dumb, yoichi isagi | top!reader, dumbfication

. . . ✧ 𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗠

. prison, jake kim | top!sub reader

. made for your c*ck, jake kim | top!reader

. what are we?, jong gun | top!reader

. virgin!daniel headcanons, daniel park | top!reader

. . . ✧ 𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗧𝗢 𝗙𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧

. deal with the devil, lee jinho | top!dom reader

. deal with the devil pt.2, lee jinho | dom! reader

. take your time, seong taehoon, ji yenwoo | top!slight dom! reader

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. she, ko hajun | top! reader

. . . ✧ 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗕𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗞𝗘𝗥

. untitled, jay jo | dom! reader implicit, omorashi

. my property, joker | top!dom! reader

. . . ✧ 𝗝𝗨𝗝𝗨𝗧𝗦𝗨 𝗞𝗔𝗜𝗦𝗘𝗡

. make me feel, geto suguru | top! reader, slight dark content

. please, be silent, choso | top! reader

. a company in the dark, geto suguru | top!mean dom! reader, smut & fluff

. . . ✧ 𝗝𝗢𝗝𝗢'𝗦 𝗕𝗜𝗭𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗘 𝗔𝗗𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘𝗦

. . . ✧ 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗛 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘

. . . ✧ 𝗔𝗢𝗧

. . . ✧ 𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗘

. thirst, miguel o'hara | rimming (reader giving)

. insatiable and noisy, hobie brown | top! reader

. pleasure to insanity, hobie brown | anal beads, overstimulation

. thought about tying him, miguel o'hara | dom! reader (?)

. ecstasy, hobie brown | top! reader

. raw, miguel o'hara | top! reader

. fingerprints all over his body, miguel o'hara | top! reader

. over and over again, hobie brown | oral (reader giving), afab!hobie

. hartarse, miguel o'hara | oral (reader giving), afab!miguel

. sweet boy, hobie brown | top! reader, afab!reader & afab! hobie

. overheated, miguel o'hara | top! reader, squirt

. his silver bell, miguel o'hara | top! reader

. where we can be heard, hobie brown | public blowjob (reader giving)

. insanity to collapse, hobie brown | part 2 of pleasure to insanity

. how to deal with stress, spider noir (peter parker) | oral (reader receiving), afab!reader

. teach me, miguel o'hara | blowjob (reader giving)

. more, please, hobie brown | oral (reader receiving), afab!reader

. atmospherica, hobie brown | public cumming in pants

. sweet sinner without regret, hobie brown | top!sub!religious reader

. . . ✧ 𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗦

. obsessed with him, bakugou katsuki (bnha) | top!dom reader

. heat, iwaizumi hajime (haikyuu) | insinuated top reader

. thirst, jiang cheng (mdzs) | dom!reader

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jaegerdilf · 8 months

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☆ fandoms i write for ☆

aot. jjk. naruto shippuden. demon slayer. genshin impact. tokyo revengers. haikyuu. blue lock.

♡ kinks ♡

f!reader. dark content. stepcest. cnc. dubcon. pet play. daddy + mommy kink. hybrids. watersports + omorashi. breeding. wlw. anal. a/b/o. monsterfucking. bimbo! reader. sub! reader. chubby/fat reader. spit. blood. sadomasochism. fluff. poly. degradation. cumflation. biting. knotting. oral. impact play. breath play. praise. titfucking. pussyjobs. dumbification. primal play. g!p.

☁︎ what i do Not write ☁︎

scat. eating disorders. self harm. suicide/death. body horror. m!reader. dom reader. mlm. vore. skinny reader. pedophilia. extremely specific reader (ex. race, ethnicity, etc).

✿ tags ✿

ramblings : ♡.gab sesh

kink tag : #🍭.[kink]

my works : #♡.confectionary

fics / thirsts / drabbles i rb : #♡.sweet treats

asks : #♡.love letter

#gabi’s navi #aot x reader #jjk x reader #naruto x reader #demon slayer x reader #genshin impact x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #haikyuu x reader #blue lock x reader #aot smut #jjk smut #naruto smut #demon slayer smut #genshin impact smut #tokyo revengers smut #haikyuu smut #blue lock smut

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lovingpetboysandmen · 2 years

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WELCOME!! PLEASE READ!!

Hey, I’m Beau!! This is my writing account [mainly 18+ content]. And i want to lay out rules and TW/CWs before we get started :) !

I am dyslexic so i apologize for any spelling mistakes even though i proof read my writings!

BEFORE YOU FOLLOW/INTERACT:

!! THIS IS BLOG CONTAINS NSFW, KINK, AND DARK CONTENT !!

DONT LIKE THEN PLEASE BLOCK OR DONT READ!!

DNI INTERACT IF:

you are under 18, i AM NOT, and WILL NOT be responsible for you or what you see/read/interact with online.

- you are racist, homo/transphobic, send anon hate, bully or harass, or are discriminatory in anyway shape or form. THIS BLOG IS A SAFE AND FUN SPACE!! THIS BEHAVIOR WILL HAVE YOU BLOCKED AND REPORTED IMMEDIATELY!!

- you are an MLM or Trans fetishisizer, again safe and fun space. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED

WHAT DO I WRITE? :

Content:

X Reader, Character x Character VERY RARELY

NB Reader, GN Reader, Trans Reader, Male Reader [Mainly what i write], Fem Reader, and Unspecified Reader

Hybrids/Petboys/Anihumans, A/B/O, Monster Fucking, Ovipostion, Petplay, Primal Play, Breeding/Breeding Kink, Cum Play/Eating, Cum Inflation, Corruption, Religious/Religiously Themed, Unprotected Sex, Size Kink/Difference, Bimbofication/Dumbification, Hard Dom, Soft Dom, Service Dom, Brat/Brat Taming, Spanking, Hair Pulling, Temp Play, Threesomes/Foursomes/Gangbangs/Orgy, Squirting, Dub-con/CNC, Sadism, Masochism, Sadomasochism, Femdom, Pegging, Sounding, Voyerism, Expeditionism/Public Sex, Edging/Cum Control, Overstimulation, Begging, Omorashi, Somnophilia, Rough Sex, Praise, Degration, Power Difference, Impact Play, Breathplay/Choking, Bondage, Cuckhold, Lactation/Breastfeeding/Nipple Sucking/Nipple Play

DARK CONTENT ON REQUEST!!

WHO DO I WRITE FOR? :

Haikyuu

MHA

Marvel/MCU

Slashers/Horror Movies

DBD

Creepypasta

Genshin

RDR/RDR2

JJK

Demon Slayer

Mob Psycho

Bleach

One Punch

JoJo’s Bizarre adventure

Kill La Kill

Spy X Family

Noragami

Iron Blooded Orphans

Assassination Classroom

Sk8 the Infinity

Black Clover

Free!!

Castlevania

Saiki K

Avatar the Last Airbender

Legend of Korra

Transformers

TMNT

What i write the most just depends on what my hyperfixation at the time is. if there’s a fandom you’d like to see me write for don’t be afraid to ask

WHAT I DONT WRITE! :

AGE PLAY/DDLG/MDLB/DDLB/MDLG!!! I am fine with mommy/daddy kinks. and i’m fine with write SFW little space things. BUT I WILL NOT BE SEXUALISING LITTLE SPACE OR PURPOSELY ACTING LIKE A CHILD!!!

I WILL NOT WRITE NSFW OF MINOR CHARACTERS!!! If they have been canonically aged up at the end or some point in their series, then i will write using the CANON aged up versions of them. I WILL NOT USE AGING UP AS AN EXCUSE TO WRITE NSFW OF MINOR CHARACTERS WHO ARE STILL CANONICALLY MINORS!!!

OC x CC!!! Nothing against this. I do it. I think it’s cute. But i want to make content that can appeal and make sense to all people. so sorry babes :((

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ao3feed-iwaoi · 11 months

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Addicted

Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/hdo3v69

by fakeloveros

Words: 1704, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Bahasa Indonesia

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru

Relationships: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru

Additional Tags: Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Rimming, Raw Sex, Overstimulation, Omorashi, Somnophilia, Top Iwaizumi Hajime, Bottom Oikawa Tooru, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Porn with Feelings

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/hdo3v69

#iwaoi #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru #ao3feed-iwaoi #haikyuu!!

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ao3feed-undertale1 · 8 months

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Omovember 2023 using old prompts in two different fandoms that both I know little about but am hyperfixated on and know enough to write well!

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/49604437 by that_one_trans_friend_with_a_piss_kink This work will be posted and up, but no actual chapters until Omovember (November, I assume?) starts! ^^ Words: 6, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Haikyuu!!, Undertale Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Underage Categories: M/M Characters: Error - Character, Ink - Character, Cross, Dream, Horror - Character, Lust - Character, classic - Character, Fell, Nightmare - Character, Killer - Character, Kageyama, Hinata, Kuroo, kenma - Character, iwaizumi, Oikawa, Daichi, sugawara, tsukkishima, Yamaguchi, others - Character Relationships: Errorink, Cream - Relationship, dustberry, HorrorLust, Kustard, NightKiller, kagehina, kuroken, IwaOi, daisuga, tsukkiyama, others Additional Tags: Omovember 2023, Omorashi, perhaps smut?, gay :D read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/49604437

#ao3feed #ao3undertalefeed #fanfic #undertale #undertale-fanfic

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ao3feed-daisuga · 1 year

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Our kids should get married yeah

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/XKmxq72

by cakeicing352

Basically... Bokuto and Akaashi are married and Yamaguchi is their kid. Sugawara and Daichi also married and Tsukishima is their kid....

This fic will be about the kids and their relationships with their parents.... And some fun development of Tsukishima and Yamaguchi friendship? That's my goal :D and I just wanted to write fun crap and make kids cry and I'm a sucker for the hurt/comfort so I'm writing it.

DONT LET THE OMO OR THE MATURE TAG SCARE YOU AWAY PLEASEEE mature tag is only because of the omorashi. IF YOU CAME FOR THE MATURE TAG IM SORRY YOULL BE DISAPPOINTED 😭 there's no sex I am not a skilled enough write to do that stuff I know there is omorashi (Akaashi) ... It's NOT sexual (besides like touching dick for like two seconds um but anyways other than that it's pretty clean I swear😭) If you came for that it's in the first chapter kind of in the middle. if you don't like it skip it cause I SWEAR THE REST OF THE FIC IS GOOD if that's not your cup or tea ykyk😭

Words: 4843, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Sawamura Daichi, Sugawara Koushi, Akaashi Keiji, Bokuto Koutarou, Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi

Relationships: Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi

Additional Tags: Omorashi, Hurt/Comfort, Crying, Sickfic, Kid Fic, Adoption, Adopted Children, Romance, No Sex

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/XKmxq72

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#daisuga #hq

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ghostie-writes-kink · 3 years

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KuroKen omorashi headcanons?

- Kenma probably had a lot of accidents as a kid for two reasons: Video games being more important than bathroom breaks & being to shy to ask.

- Kuroo once joked he should get a portable travel potty to sit on when he does play throughs of games that are very long, and Kenma considered it a little to seriously before deciding against it.

- Kenma woke up Kuroo sniffling during many sleepovers as a kid because he was too scared that he might run into Kuroo’s parents when they were younger & before he was comfortable around them yet, with wet pants and squirmy legs.

- Kenma’s bladder is just another need of his that Kuroo is in tune with because of growing up together. Kenma breathes a certain way and Kuroo automatically knows he has to pee, BUT he doesn’t say anything since the day in middle school when Kenma snapped at him that he’s a big kid now and doesn’t need his help, which is true. Kenma’s holding capacity gets better as they grow up, and he’s able to hold throughout the school day and volleyball practice with ease, but heads straight to the bathroom once he gets home. This continues into adulthood, where he finishes work before going.

- Because Kuroo is in tune with Kenma’s needs, he often lets him go first if they’re both somewhere with one toilet and he knows Kenma has to go, even if it’s obvious that Kuroo has to pee worse than Kenma does. This gets him in more trouble than he’s willing to admit.

#Ghost gets an ask #KuroKen omorashi #haikyuu omorashi #hq omorashi #haikyuu omocute #hq omocute #kuroken omocute #omocute #omorashi #omorashi headcanons

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bakatenshii · 4 years

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Blitz

Ushijima Wakatoshi x Reader (Haikyuu!!)

word count: 2.5k

TW: 18+, smut, exhibitionism, a spritz of omorashi

A/N: this is completely diff from what I’m used to and comfy with; it’s truly the softest thing I’ll ever write— for the real angel, Weese, who welcomed me into my first ever fandom with open arms. I wouldn’t be here without you, wouldn’t have met any of my best friends were it not for you. From the bottom of boku no kokoro, Happy Birthday <33

Weese’s Birthday Bash masterlist

blitz

/blits/

a sudden, energetic, and concerted effort, typically on a specific task.

(slang) heavily intoxicated

He gives credit where credit’s due, and in all fairness, you have been well-behaved, glued to his side til 2am that night. Might even be a new record; usually you’d have gone off and disappeared at the strike of midnight like you’ve got a pumpkin carriage awaiting, only it brings you to a different destination each time.

Whiskey mixers generally mean you end up at some twenty-four seven conbini chatting up the cashier to give you the karaage for a discounted price because you’ve ‘lost your wallet’. It’s never lost; Ushijima knows this because he’s chained it to your belt, lil lobster claw too rickety for your drunk fingers to maneuver.

Tequila shots are the killer; the ones that get his protective mode on overdrive, eyes scanning the streets littered with stumbling drunks until he finds his stumbling drunk.

It’s currently quarter to three, which means it’s been a solid twenty minutes since you’ve wandered off. If he calculates the rate of distance in your drunken state, you couldn’t have traveled that far— two streets down, at most. He hopes, anyways.

Ushijima doesn’t like going out, doesn’t quite get the appeal of being shoved into crowds of people in a cramped room with perspiration mixing with other spilled fluids coating sticky skin. ‘It’s just ‘cause you’re too la-’ a hiccup, a giggle, ‘large, ushi.’ is your usual response. ‘Take up too much space.’

Ushijima goes out because you go out, and when you go out, your Find My Friends icon seems to like playing Pac-Man, navigating through the map like you’ve got dots to clear past every street and building. It worries him. So he goes out.

Tequila shots usually bring you to another club, whichever looks the most bustling, because you flock to crowds, like moth to flame. It’s your first character flaw.

“I’m not that drunk,” he whips his head to see your frame swaying outside the queue of a club entrance, bouncer leaning in close, too close.

Your second character flaw is that you’re too friendly. You tell him he’s too cold, too curt, but he thinks you’re just too outgoing. This is what happens when you’re so sociable.

It only takes him two long strides to cross over the street, extend out one long arm over to your shoulder, and pull you into his chest. The bouncer looks up at him, neck craning probably more than he’s used to, before spitting on the floor and turning back.

“Toooooshi,” he doesn’t think his name has that many vowels, but you’re pawing at his shirt, trying and failing to slither an arm around his waist. “‘m hungry.”

This is standard, this is the usual routine. He’s used to this now, “let’s go home, we have food at home.” After the third night out, he’s made a habit out of cooking before you leave. Because you’re always hungry, you always— “want Maccas,” you’re giggling.

“McDonald’s is going to be closed.” It’s a fact, there’s a slim chance you’ll make it before three, no point in wasting time. Besides, there’s food at home.

But you’re tugging at his arm and dragging him down the street, and he’s letting you, because the best way to appease you is to let you see for yourself. You’re bouncing with excited chirps, skipping down the road with grace that will always impress him given the stilts attached to your feet.

McDonald’s is closed.

It’s like he said, so he allows you to pout and sulk for a minute, run a hand down your back in comfort, before taking out his phone to call a cab. He can feel your shoulder bump into his chest, hands fidgeting with the hem of your short dress, “what’s wrong?”

You’re blushing, cheeks tinting over with a light shade of pink illuminated by the bright yellow lights, and it’d be cute if he wasn’t worried. “What’s wrong?”

Another tug at the black fabric, eyelashes fluttering to point towards the wall, the sign; anywhere except him. “I need to pee.”

It comes out so quietly, so docile, a contrast to your otherwise boisterous drunken state. He leans down, face brushing past your hair until it’s only a mere inch away.

“What’s that?”

He watches as your glossed lips push out into a pout, huffing out a, “I need to pee, Toshi, I need the toilet.” Your heels clack on the gravel a few times as if to prove a point.

“I’m calling a cab right now,” he reassures you, “we’ll be home soon.”

You don’t seem reassured. You seem more anxious, if anything. “No, Toshi, I need to pee now,” he can feel your fingers fidgeting with his shirt, yanking the fabric in nervous twitches.

He watches you chew on your lip, willing a solution out from the pink gloss staining your teeth, any solution—

“Alley.”

It’s barely left his mouth before your head’s whipping to glance at the dark narrow street hidden behind the fast food joint. It’s tight, or maybe you’re right, he’s just too broad, but he barely fits down the cramped road.

You’re not moving, though, just staring up at him expectantly as if sending him a message, a signal. He doesn’t really get it. “It’s fine, there’s no one on the streets right now.”

Your bottom lip snags under your teeth, doe eyes looking up through fluttering lashes as you shake your head. The tint on your cheeks grow darker, and he takes a few steps forward, shadowing your smaller frame in his large silhouette. “I’ll block you, you can go now.”

Ushijima’s not the best with people, he’s always been told this. He knows it himself, but he thinks he knows you pretty well, at least.

He’s lost.

He’s waiting for you to say something, anything, an explanation for your odd behaviour, but instead he feels dainty fingers tug on his shirt again before shoving him lightly.

“Turn around,” you won’t look at him, eyes fixed on the broken bottle on the dingy alleyway floor, “Don’t look.”

People are a mystery to Ushijima, but at this moment, you are an enigma.

All 200 pounds of pure muscle on him is stagnant. He’s confused; he’s seen you naked, seen you from all angles in all sorts of positions, he’s brushed his teeth while you were using the toilet before— he doesn’t get it. So he tells you.

Your fists meekly punch at his arm, at his chest, wherever they can reach, “It’s embarrassing,” you’re pouting now, and he thinks it’s cute. Under any other circumstances he’d lean over and kiss you, but not right now. Right now he wants understand what’s going on up in your mind.

“Why?”

It sets you into a frustrated huff, cheeks puffing out before a dejected sigh, “fine, whatever,” and then you’re squatting down, finally, to his relief. Your dress is hitched up only a fraction before he hears the trickling, but you don’t stand up when it stops.

His whole body freezes at the feeling of a warm hand pawing at his crotch. “What are you doing?” He snatches your hand off by the wrist, pulling it into him to stand you up; you don’t stand up— you fall, on your knees in front of him.

He’s used to you being a handful when you’re drunk, used to you falling all over the place, but the alleyway is soiled, filthy, not entirely appropriate for the thoughts he’s having with you on your knees. So he’s trying again, reaching down to grab hold of both your hands this time, and lugging you up.

You don’t budge, don’t even glance up at him, and he has half the heart to reach down and carry you out, but another hand lands on his crotch again and it’s getting harder and harder to ignore the strain in his trousers.

“Toooooooshi,” you’re still not looking up at him, eyes fixated on the growing tent he’s presenting in front of your face. Another soft touch, another purr, and Ushijima knows he’s a lost cause.

He lets go of your wrists, bending down to wrap an arm around your knees and picks you up before standing you back up against the wall.

“Spread your legs.” It’s not really a suggestion.

He watches as you comply, thighs parting as far as the black lace still bound around them will allow, so he rips it down before pocketing it.

He can hear your whines of complaint, it’s your favourite pair, but it’s all drowned out with a gasp as he buries his face into your wet cunt. His hands wrap behind your thighs, large palms pushing them apart until they rest over his shoulders.

His tongue flicks up your drooling slit, lapping at the juices dribbling out your needy hole and down his chin. You’re whimpering now, hands shoving at his face, “stop, Toshi, I—” he looks up at you, gaze piercing through your flushed expression, “I just peed, ‘ts gross.”

“I know.”

“Toshi we’re—” a moan, nails digging into his scalp when he dips his tongue into your clenching hole, “in public, please,” your face whips to the side, anxiously scanning for passerby’s.

“I know,” he echos with a harsh squeeze of your thighs, fucking you down onto his tongue. He can feel a hand threading through his hair, gripping and pulling while the other is obediently clamped over your mouth in an attempt to muffle wanton moans.

“Toshi, stop,” you’re crying now, legs around his head trembling with every lap and lick into your dripping cunt, nose grazing that sensitive bud as he presses your body into the wall. The fingers meekly pushing at his face are chased by your hips bucking against it, and he can feel your hole clench around his muscle.

He doesn’t stop.

He doesn’t stop because he can feel you coming undone, feel your tight cunny quiver with every thrust— and you do, with a loud sob of his name, before he removes his hand from under to clamp over your mouth.

“You’re gonna get us caught,” he doesn’t think you can hear him, your eyes rolling back and tongue pressing into the pads of his fingers.

He can still see your hole quivering when he stands back up and unbuckles his trousers. His aching erection springs free with a tug of his waistband, snapping up and wetting his shirt with pre.

Normally he would’ve prepared you better, laid you on your back and fucked you on his tongue and thick fingers until you’re wailing his name, legs shaking with the overstimulation. But he doesn’t have that luxury now, doesn’t have the soft mattress, the plush bedding to sink you into; he only has the brick wall digging into your back in a dingy alleyway.

So he sinks his cock into your drooling cunt, pushing his cockhead through the first ring of muscle. There’s nails clawing at his shoulders, back of his neck, anywhere they can reach, anywhere they can grasp.

It’s tight, so tight he doesn’t think he can fit, thinks he should’ve prepared you after all, but one look down at your tear-stricken face crumbles any inhibitions. His hips snap forward in the same breath his large palms find themselves back under your thighs, lifting you up against the wall.

The jagged wall is probably digging into your back, and normally he would’ve tried to appease the pain, shift the angle so you’re more comfortable, but right now all he can think about are your doughy walls sucking his cock in, one slow inch at a time.

It’s excruciating how tight you are; by the third inch you’re throwing your head into the crook of his neck, nails digging into his back trying to ease the stretch— Ushijima’s trying, too; trying to make sure he doesn’t drown in the feel of your fluttering walls and snap his hips forward until he can feel the kiss of your cervix on his cockhead.

It doesn’t work, not when you’re chanting his name like a mantra, crying about how full you feel, how much he’s stretching you out— you can feel him in your stomach.

He drops your body down into the thrust of his hips and buries his cock to hilt. Five seconds, then ten, then thirty; he lets you catch your breath, catch his breath, before you’re whimpering in his ear begging him to move.

There’s no time for modesty, an alleyway is hardly the setting for soft gentle sex. With a vice grip in the flesh of your ass, he hugs you into his chest and steadies a hand on the wall behind you.

He can feel your legs attempt to wrap around the width of his hips, his waist, can feel you cooing soft moans into his ears, can hear you sobbing his name like it’s the only word you know. Every piston of his hip echoes in the cramped alleyway, heavy balls papping against your mound.

He’s breathing in your moans, letting himself drown in you desperate whines of his name, “cum in me, Toshi, fill me up”— he’s shoving your pliant body into the harsh wall, arm moving down from the jagged surface to grip the soft flesh under your thigh.

In one swift movement he’s pinned your knees to your ears, limp calves bouncing off his sturdy shoulders as he pounds into you at an unrelenting pace.

Your moans turn to sobs, wails of Toshi, Toshi, Toshi; his breaths turn to grunts into promises to breed you so good, fill you up with his cum until it’s dripping out of your sweet lil cunny. There’s mini crescents marking up the back of his neck, dark purples and yellows running up along yours as he suctions onto new blank patches of skin.

Loud, unrhythmic squelching echos in the alleyway, his arms bouncing you onto his length until you twitch, spasm around his cock, and you’re coming undone for the second time that night with his name spilling out in broken sobs.

Ushijima doesn’t stop, fucks you through your squeals and shoves until he feels your greedy cunt milking his cock again, then he’s spilling into you with hot ropes of cum.

He doesn’t stop until your body’s gone pliant caged inside his, knees still pushed against the wall and saliva dribbling past your lolling tongue down to your messy pussy, mixing with creams of cum and slick and drool.

One limb at a time, he unfolds you and carries you in his arms, cradling your limp body into his chest. He looks down, admires your hazy gaze, pupils blown, and presses a gentle kiss onto your forehead.

A soft hum leaves your lips, or maybe a giggle, but you’re squirming in his arms, body leaning up until he can feel your soft lips grazing his ear.

“Toooshi,” you drawl, and he almost chokes at how fucked out you sound, the rasp in your voice sending dangerous jolts down to his no longer softening cock.

“Hm?” He’s debating on flagging a cab instead of calling one; can’t really reach into his pocket when you’re in his arms.

“Want Maccas.”

#ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #ushiwaka x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #tw: exhibitionism #tw: omorashi #weese's birthday bash #wow that's the most legitimately i've ever tagged anything #no dubcon? no incest? no somno???#proper mental #a new milestone for me truly #this is genuinely the softest fluffiest thing you'll get outta me #i'm sorry please don't ask me to write anything like this #this was brewed from my undying love for weese and that's the only reason i could've concocted this #i promise u i couldn't write something this soft ever again if u asked me to #n e ways I LOVE U TIL DA END OF D EARTH WEESE #THANK U SO MUCH FOR BRINGING ALL OF US TOGETHER #YOU ARE THE RESON I'M ON HERE #YOU ARE THE REASON I'VE MET MY BEST FRIENDS #YOU'VE MADE THIS WEIRD TIME IN MY LIFE FUCKING INSANE AND UNFORGETTABLE #wow that sounds like i'm leaving #I'M NOT I'M JUST SAYING; THANK U FOR BEING U #THANK YOU FOR BEING HERE FOR US EVERYDAY; FOR BEING AN ABSOLUTE LIGHT IN OUR LIVES #I HAVE NO WORDS TO EXPRESS MY LOVE SO JUST TAKE THIS FIC #take this masterlist as a token of our appreciation and love for u bb #i hope i didn’t mischaracterize ur husband 2222 much <33 oopsies hhh

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homo-rashi · 3 years

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Day 1: Wetting in front of the toilet (Haikyu)

The bus had left their away game hours ago by now. Hinata had fallen asleep quickly after boarding the bus. The mix of anxiety from his pre-game jitters and the exhaustion he usually faces after playing volleyball for hours got the better of him, but now he has awoken in a dark bus, everyone else still sound asleep with a deep throbbing in his bladder. “Shit. No. No.No.” He whispered to himself, his body now fully awoke. He feels that the slight nagging need that woke him up initially is far worse than he thought. He is surprised he woke up completely dry to be honest. Then he remembers. This is a common occurrence for the short, red haired boy. He calmly bends down and grabs his duffle bag from feet as quietly as possible, to no wake up Kagayama who is sitting next to him sound asleep.

Hinata rummages through his bag at first calmly, moving his towel and gym socks to the side, but as he feels around his actions get more panicked. He always keeps one of his empty plastic water bottles in here for situations just like this. He shoves his hand deeper into the bag and feels the familiar feeling of the plastic, but to his horror, it's cold and heavier than he expected. He pulls out a full, unopened bottle of water that he was supposed to drink before the game, but completely forgot when the school had prepared a cooler of ice cold pocari sweat for him and his team. Probably why he has to piss so damn bad now, electrolyte drinks always go through him faster than water does. Hinata looks around the bus for a different option, any option as his legs are not constantly moving back and forth trying to distract his body from the ever growing pressure between his legs. Even the coach is asleep, only the driver, who Hinata doesn't even know the name of, is awake and couldn't imagine bothering to stop when it's already dark outside. He looks around for any eyes laying on in, if anyone is awake but his wandering eyes are shot back to his crotch when he feels a jet of warmth soak the inside of his boxers.

#omorashi #omovember #haikyuu!!

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flobro · 3 years

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Omovember 2020

Day One - In a Vehicle

Kageyama x Reader

Kageyama’s PoV

Could i get any stupider?

In the rush of Hinata, Y/n and I finishing our tests, scrambling into Tanaks sisters car and setting off immediately for Tokyo I hadnt had time to pee.

Hinata was sat in the front passenger seat as Y/n and I were in the back of the car.

To make matters even worse, i had a huge crush on Y/n and the nerves of sitting next to her were bugging my bladder even more.

I tried to keep my breathing steady because i knew that if i panicked things would only get even worse for my nerves.

I wasnt too desperate yet but the need was still there. We had only been driving for about ten minuets so i definitely couldnt ask how much longer we had to drive yet otherwise everyone would definitely know something was wrong with me.

I crossed my legs which seemed to ease the pressure a little bit and made everything a bit more bearable and i tried to focus my mind on anything but my need to pee.

I jumped slightly as Y/n tapped my shoulder five minuets later and i felt my bladder twinge slightly, making me squeeze my thighs together as descretely as i could.

‘Whats up?’ I asked Y/n, who sent me a stunning smile.

‘You look bored, you wanna listen to some music with me?’ She asked, holding out one of her earbuds to me.

I nodded and shakily grabbed the headphone, ‘Yeah, thanks.’

She just nodded, ‘No problem!’

We had to shuffle slightly closer to eachother so that the earphones could reach to both of our ears and i couldnt help but notice how my seatbelt uncomfortablely pressed down onto my bladder, making my desperation go from a 4/10 to a 7/10.

Hinata and Saeko (Tanakas sister) were chatting happily about volleyball and the tiny giant in the front seats and i was glad that they werent focused on me because then i would feel even more pressured.

Another fifteen minuets had passed and I had tried my best to get lost in Y/n’s music but now my bladder was almost at its maximum capacity and i was beginning to shuffle around a bit, squeezing my thighs together as tight as possible.

Y/n looked at me and yanked the headphone wire, making them fall out of both of our ears.

Y/n went closer to my ear and whispered, ‘Hey, are you okay? You seem uncomfortable?’

My body shivered at the feeling of her breath on my skin and it relaxed my body for a second, making a bit of urine leak out of me.

I gasped and crammed my hands onto my crotch, tensing my body up again, stopping the flow as fast as i possibly could.

Y/n’s eyes widened in realisation and i blushed a deep red, hiding my face away from her, waiting for her to tell me how disgusting and gross i am.

But she didnt...

Instead, she placed a hand comfortingly on my shoulder, her touch making my heart rate speed up even more.

‘Is there anything i can do to help you?’ She whispered to me once again, continuing to keep her voice low so Saeko and Hinata wouldnt ask questions.

I shook my head and tried to calm myself down. There was no way in hell that i was gonna show myself up in front of the girl i like by acting like a four year old.

‘N-no,’ I said, trying to act as calm as possible, ‘Im f-fine dont worry.’

She didnt look like she believed me so i slowly removed my hands from between my legs to try and prove that i wasnt as desperate as it seemed.

Bad idea.

As soon as i took my hands away, another bit of urine left me and i gasped once again, putting my hands back onto my crotch.

This time the flow was harder to control and i knew that there was a 99% chance that there would be a wet patch on my shorts.

Saeko and Hinata must have heard me gasp because their conversation stopped abruptly.

‘You okay back there?’ Sakeo asked and i felt my throat dry up.

Hinata began to turn around to look at us and Y/n and I both panicked, knowing he would see my obvious state of desperation.

Y/n suddenly unclipped her seatbelt and laid accross my lap gently, covering up my crossed legs and hiding my odd hand placement.

Her arm momentarily dug into my stomach, pressing on my overfilled bladder, forcing a two second stream of urine out of me which i painfully cut off, knowing that my boxers were almost fully soaked now.

‘How come your laid down, Y/n?’ Hinata asked her and she sighed.

‘I just feel a bit car sick,’ She said, ‘Do you know how long it will be until we get to Tokyo?’

*Slick* I thought to myself. She had somehow managed to cover up the fact i was about to pee myself AND had a good reason to ask how long it would take until we would arrive.

Hinata frowned, ‘Oh thats not good, i hope you feel better soon!’ and turned back around to look out of the front window.

‘We will arrive in half an hour but were gonna be on this stretch of road for another twenty minuets and wont see another place to stop for a while.’ Saeko said, sounding worried about Y/n.

Y/n frowned at me and sat up again, ‘Okay dont worry, im feeling a bit better after lying down but when we come across a place to stop it would be nice to be stationary for a while.’

Saeko chuckled slightly, ‘Okie dokie! Ill keep that in mind for you!’

Y/n mustve seen the tears in my eyes and my expression showing that i had completely lost hope as she placed an arm around my shoulders, hugging my side for a second before whispering, ‘Sorry i couldnt help you much. Dont stress out, we’ll find a stop for you. You’ll be okay.’

I got butterflies in my stomach from her touch but i ignored them, not wanting to focus on anything else other than holding myself in.

Y/n clipped herself back into her seat and I decided that i would have to speak up. Y/n already knew and Saeko wouldnt make fun of me. Surely i could just scare Hinata into keeping his mouth shut too.

‘C-can you drive a-any faster?’ I shakily asked, panic evident in my voice, ‘I r-really need t-the bathroom.’

Saeko immediately sped the car up, ‘Ill drive as fast as i can. We’ll reach a stop in about fifteen minuets. Can you last?’

I felt a single tear roll down my cheek, feeling pathetic and stupid, ‘I... I d-dont know!’

‘Its usually me who need to pee.’ Hinata said from his seat, making me bubble with anger.

‘S-shut up idiot! This i-isnt funny!’ I growled at him, unable to make my voice any louder.

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, putting all my energy into keeping my muscles tensed as much as i possibly could.

My eyes widened as my body began to relax itsself against my will.

‘No... NO.. NO!’ I panicked, ‘YOU N-NEED TO PULL THE C-CAR OVER!’

Saeko quickly turned the wheel and brought the car to the side of the road and i unclipped my seatbelt, threw the door open, and scrambled out of the car.

As soon as i got out i immediately crumbled onto the floor, my legs giving out underneath me as my lap began to feel warm.

Wow. I had really gone and done it hadnt i? I pissed myself in front of my senpais sister, annoying volleyball partner AND my crush. Could it have been any worse?

My shorts were completely soaked and a puddle had began to grow around me. I couldnt even bring myself to try and stop it because my body felt so weak.

No amount of embarassment would ever compare to what i was feeling in that moment. I didnt even want to begin to imagine what Saeko, Hinata and Y/n were thinking of me.

Tears rolled down my cheeks and i kept my head down so no one would be able to see my face.

It took at least a minute for my bladder to fully empty. I felt so pathetic and dumb but there was nothing i could do other than just sit there and wait for myself to be finished.

A pair of shoes came into my line of vision and i looked up slowly to see Y/n with her hand stretched out to me, offering to help me up.

I looked away from her quickly, my voice barely above a whisper, ‘You s-shouldnt touch m-me. Im a-all gross. Even m-my hands.’

She crouched down and placed a hand on my cheek, wiping away one of my tears and making me look up at her, my face even redder.

‘I dont care. Dont stress about it okay? Its a human need. There wasnt anything you could do to avoid it.’ She said in a calm and genuine voice.

I nodded and she grabbed my slightly damp hand. I glanced at her face and she want even slightly disgusted.

I stood up and Y/n kept her hand laced with mine.

We got back into the car, I was sat on a towel. Saeko said that she didnt mind and strangely Hinata hadnt even mentioned it which i was thankful for. Although everyone was being very calm and unaffected by it, i still felt mortified.

Y/n suddenly lent over to me to whisper in my ear one last time, ‘Dont worry about it so much. Ill always have a crush on you.’

My face reddened as i looked at her, ‘I h-have a c-crush on you too.’

Y/n giggled, ‘I guess that makes me your girlfriend then.’

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hey guys !!

this was my first time writing an omofic so i hope you liked it !!!

~ flobro

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