The Comedian

Contributory Member
  • Content count

    745
  • Joined

  • Last visited

  • Days Won

    4

The Comedian last won the day on September 18 2015

The Comedian had the most liked content!

Community Reputation

471 Revered

7 Followers

About The Comedian

  • Rank
    The Real Watt Stalf
  • Birthday 07/06/1996

Personal Information

  • Gender
    Female
  • Sexual Orientation
    Bisexual
  • Interests
    Baccano, Durarara, Vamp, Etsusa Bridge, Watchmen, Fire Emblem: Fates, Fire Emblem: Awakening, DC Comics, Marvel Comics, 91 Days, Dorohedoro

Social

  • Skype
    jhcross75

Recent Profile Visitors

6,120 profile views
  1. nicholas1996's Commissions (A Series of Fics)

    A/N: Kim Possible It’s been a mostly normal day for Kim, and when she feels an urge to pee, she doesn’t think anything out of the ordinary will happen. Once she’s out of class, she’ll head to the bathroom, and that will be the end of that. Or so she thinks, but once class comes to an end, she goes to the bathroom to discover that the girls’ is closed for repairs, and, with her next class about to start, she knows that she has no choice but to hold it for a little longer. She still doesn’t think much of it, not yet. She should be able to hold it through her next class no problem, and the bathrooms should be fixed by then, and that means that she’s going to be just fine. She waits patiently, though it becomes more of a nuisance to hold it as she does, and there are times when she squirms in her desk, trying to keep her composure as her bladder throbs. Just a little bit longer, she tells herself, and then finally, the final bell rings. Fortunately for her, the bathroom is fixed, just as she expected it to be, but unfortunately, there’s quite a line, as other girls were waiting for it to be fixed as well. She gets in line with a sigh, knowing that, once again, she has no choice but to wait. She hopes that it goes fairly quickly, since she’s already been waiting for so long. Waiting in line is never fun, but even less so when dealing with her throbbing bladder, and while she stands in line, she finds herself shifting her weight from foot to foot, trying to be subtle about it. Even though she wants to make it easier on herself to hold it, she still doesn’t want everyone in line with her to know how desperate she is, though other girls are behaving incredibly desperately themselves. She’s starting to get close to the front of the line, and she feels relieved, knowing that the end is finally in sight, and then an alarm goes off on her watch and she mentally curses. Of course, she should have known that it was getting close to that time! After school, she has cheerleading practice and, though she’d hoped that she could get this over with before then, now she knows that she doesn’t have enough time. She’s going to be late to practice if she doesn’t head over there right now. Her desire to make it there on time overrides everything else, and she ends up hurrying over and getting her uniform on, joining the girls just in the nick of time. Once practice has begun, she finds herself really regretting her decision, as her bladder continues to protest, so full now that it’s very hard to do physically demanding activities like this. She can hardly do her stretches, and the actual cheers are nearly torturous for her. But still, she tries to tough it out, acting as if she can actually hold it until the end of practice. She might be able to convince the girls to take a break halfway through practice, and then, she won’t let anything get between her and her relief. So all she has to do is make it until that point, though that is easier said than done, she realizes. Still, she fights with all she has, struggling to keep up with the practice as her situation gets worse and worse. A few of the girls comment that she’s not up to her usual standards and she laughs it off, trying not to tip them off to her desperation. And then comes the time for all of them to form the pyramid, something that they’ve been practicing a lot lately. She is the top of the pyramid, and, though she’s actually good at holding her balance and doing her cheers from up there, she dreads it today. Still, she does what she has to, and climbs to the top of the pyramid with the help of the girls. Once she’s at the top, she feels her urge spiking, growing suddenly so much worse that she leaks, letting out a groan. She fights it, knowing that she has to get down now, before it gets worse, but then, she feels it spike again, and all she can say is, “I-I’m sorry, but I can’t...I can’t hold it!” before she loses control completely. Her bladder, too full now, begins to empty and she isn’t able to stop it, and she can’t stop herself from soaking all the girls standing beneath her. There are noises of surprise and disbelief, and their support of her falters a bit, and, as she’s sighing with relief, they lose their footing, the pyramid tumbling to the ground. Once the girls begin to sit up, they all begin to fuss as Kim for the incident, and all she can do is stand up and run off, her face red with embarrassment.
  2. nicholas1996's Commissions (A Series of Fics)

    A/N: Amazing World of Gumball Penny and Gumball have been going on a lot more dates lately, and the two grow closer as a couple. On one of these dates, they decide to spend the day at the mall together, and are having a good time when they decide to pause and get lunch in the food court together. While they are eating lunch, both end up drinking a great deal of soda, due to a special regarding free refills with certain sizes of cups, and both wanting to take advantage of that. By the time they’ve finished their lunch and have decided to continue on, they’ve both drained their cups quite a few times, not paying much attention to how much they were drinking in their excitement. They even get refills to carry with them while they walk through the mall together, though it isn’t long before both begin to slow down, not sipping quite as often, and both overcome by discomfort. In their excitement, neither of them thought about consequences, and, now that they’ve had so much to drink, it’s only natural that it’s begun to catch up to them and fill their bladders. Both are hit with the urge to pee around the same time, and both try to keep it to themselves at first, not wanting to interrupt their date. Though they’ve been spending a lot of time together, they’re still at that stage in their relationship where they are shy about things like this, and admitting that they want to stop having fun to go pee feels nearly impossible, or at least very humiliating. Even as it becomes harder to keep walking and ignoring the urge, neither of them wants to be the one to ask for a break, and so neither of them will admit to the problem that is steadily growing worse. Penny is growing so full now that she can’t remember a time when she’s ever felt like this before. It’s been a very long time since she’s ever been this desperate, and she honestly doesn’t know how far she can push herself before it all gets to be too much for her to handle. She knows that she can’t let it get to a point where she wets herself, but still, she tries to ignore her need for as long as she possibly can. Gumball is in the same boat, so embarrassed that he tries to ignore things even though he knows that he shouldn’t. He knows that pushing it like this is a bad idea, especially since he had so much to drink that holding it for long isn’t going to be possible. There’s no way he can avoid it for long, so he might as well not push himself or cause himself any discomfort, but still, he waits so long to finally be the first one to say anything about it that he is already getting very close to his limit. “Hey, can we stop at the bathroom?” he finally asks, and Penny’s relieved expression as she agrees leaves him thinking she is in the same situation. However, once they get to the bathroom, they are not pleased to discover the very long lines that they have to wait in. But they don’t have any choice, they have to wait their turns, and so they get in line, hoping that they will be able to make it. It isn’t long before Gumball feels himself start to leak, however, and he knows that there’s no way he’s going to be able to wait out this line. He doesn’t know what to do that won’t be utterly humiliating, but wetting himself is the worst option of them all. When he sees a potted plant, he hurries off to it, and though Penny is confused, it doesn’t take her long to figure out what he’s doing. Since he angles himself mostly behind it, nobody notices besides her, and she follows him, saying, “You can’t do that, that’s…” She’s grossed out by it, but hearing his sighs of relief, and knowing that he was that close to losing control only reminds her that there is absolutely no way that she is going to make it. As much as she wants to scold him further, once he’s done, she knows that she has no other choice but to follow suit. Determined to not wet herself, she lets her shyness go so that she can use the plant as well, but unlike with Gumball, it is not quite as discreet. It isn’t as easy for her, and so, it goes without saying that she attracts some unwanted attention. But she isn’t able to stop herself now, and she lets go, pee gushing out of her in full-view of most of the crowd. She’s so humiliated, but the relief is so amazing that she doesn’t care, not for the moment. For the moment, all she cares about is being empty, but once she comes to her senses, she realizes exactly what she’s done, in front of all these people, and in front of Gumball. Needless to say, their date comes to an end not long after that, with both vowing to never speak of it again.
  3. nicholas1996's Commissions (A Series of Fics)

    A/N: Steven Universe Steven and Connie are out together one evening, having fun together, when they end up discovering a party that some of Steven’s older friends are interested in going to. However, as soon as they arrive, they’re turned away, told that they are too young to be able to go to something like that. Disheartened, but only for a moment, the two soon come to the same conclusion for a solution. The two of them alone might not be old enough, but together is an entirely different solution, and so, they decide to form Stevonnie and get into the party that way. Once they are ready, the two of them have no issue getting into the party as one, and they have a lot of fun, though they have to do their best to act natural, and look like they fit in perfectly in this crowd. Eventually, they get thirsty and go for some soft drinks, drinking twice as much as they normally would to make up for the other one, and neither thinking of the consequences of this at the time. Their fun and dancing continues for a while, but then, the liquid finally starts to catch up with them, and they both feel the urge to pee. Though they both know that the other one must have felt it by now, neither one wants to be the one to bring it up, and neither one really thought about it much before, nor have they ever had a chance to figure out how it works as Stevonnie. Well, now it seems like they have a little bit of an idea, but as for what comes next, neither one of them know, and neither are sure they want to find out. So they do what they can to ignore it, and just keep having fun. It doesn’t take too long for things to get really bad, though, and Steven is the first to ask, internally, “Should we go to the bathroom?” “I guess,” Connie replies, but then says, “But how are we going to do that? You’ll see me half-naked, won’t you?” “I-I don’t know, I never thought to that part! Maybe you’ll see me half-naked,” Steven replies, a little panicked. “Maybe it’s a better idea if we don’t do that, for now. We should just stay formed and wait until we leave the party, right?” “Maybe,” he agrees, somewhat reluctantly. For a little while, they are able to enjoy the party some more, ignoring things, but the urge continues to get worse and worse, and both of them know that they aren’t going to be able to keep this up for long. Perhaps they should have known to leave sooner, and not to try to push things, but neither wanted to be the one to cut the night short over this, if the other still wanted to stay out and have fun. But now, it’s getting to a point where neither know if they’re going to be able to hold it, and if one of them loses control in this form, then both of them will, and what will that be like when they go back to normal? Finally, Connie, knowing that she can’t take much more, says, “Alright, let’s just go.” “Yeah, okay,” he agrees, and they head to the girls’ bathroom, at her insistence. However, it’s out of order, and Connie nearly panics. When Steven suggests that they go to the boys’ bathroom, she’s grossed out and tries to resist, but she really doesn’t have much of a choice. They manage to get in without much issue, but absolutely everything is in use, and they’re running out of time. When their shared body starts to leak, it’s only due to combined effort that they’re able to stop it from getting worse, and it’s a wonder that, in their panic, they’re able to stay fused at all. With the situation getting so dire, they can’t afford to be picky anymore and they hurry, looking anywhere for somewhere private to go. Finally, they reach the same decision in their desperate and grab a cup, hurrying to find somewhere secluded enough to use it. Once they are alone outside of the party, they think that they are alone enough to not have to worry about being caught. And not a moment too soon, as they start to leak again, they hurriedly get out of their shorts and let go in the cup. For a moment, the relief is so overwhelming that neither of them can think of anything other than how good it feels to let go, but then they hear a soft gasp and look up to see someone from the party looking directly at them. It’s embarrassing, and both want to stop, but it’s too late to cut the stream short, and so, they just mumble, “Do you mind?” and the person apologizes and leaves. It’s too late to undo the damage, and, not long after they’re empty, they separate. Neither Steven nor Connie will want to discuss this again in the future.
  4. nicholas1996's Commissions (A Series of Fics)

    A/N: Gravity Falls Mabel Pines is having a very boring day at school, one that is only interrupted with the occasional twinges from her bladder, and she waits patiently for class to end so that she can visit the bathroom. It isn’t too bad just yet, but she knows it’s only a matter of time before it does get bad, and she wants to take care of that as soon as possible. She squirms a bit in her desk, but still, it isn’t so bad that it becomes obvious to anyone. Finally, the bell rings so she hurries to the bathroom, only to find that it’s currently closed for repairs. She doesn’t remember it being closed earlier, so she hopes that that means the repairs are minor, and that it will be fixed quickly enough. However, it definitely won’t be repaired in time for it to be reopened and for her to go before her next class, and so she decides that she will have to head on and hope that when she comes back, it will be done. She thinks that she should be able to hold it until then, but she isn’t sure. She’d prefer not to think about what might happen if she can’t. For the most part, she is able to get through class without much incident, though her bladder grows more swollen, protesting more and more, and she wishes that she had been able to relieve herself earlier, and not be in this position now. Sitting still grows more difficult for her, and she knows that she’s going to have to do something about this as soon as possible. When the bell rings again, she gets up and hurries to the bathroom, only to find that the bathroom is still out of order. She groans to herself, squeezing her thighs together and wondering what to do. She shouldn’t have time to search for another bathroom; this is the only one easily accessible from her classrooms, but she decides that it’s at least worth a try. She hurries to search, moving as quickly as she can manage with her bladder pulsing, but even so, it isn’t quick enough, and she soon has to change directions, lest she be late for her next class. However, her battle only grows worse from here, and now she’s really not sure that she will be able to wait until the end this class. And, even if she does, if the bathroom isn’t repaired still...she has no idea what she’s going to do. Sitting in class, struggling so openly, gets her a lot of unwanted attention, and though she tries to keep people from noticing, it’s impossible, once she begins squirming more openly. She squeezes her thighs together and wriggles in her desk, and more and more people see her moving around, wondering what’s wrong with her. It doesn’t take most people long to figure out, and once a few have they begin whispering, and it isn’t long before everyone watching her knows exactly what’s wrong, exactly why she can’t sit still. It isn’t long before they’re laughing at her, and she can’t even bring herself to stop, her desperation so bad now that she knows she could lose control if she did. School is almost over, but her bladder is so full now that she really doesn’t think that she’s going to be able to make it in time. Even as she pushes herself as hard as she can, she just knows that this isn’t going to end well. She could possibly wait until the end of the day, if she really tries, but what about the bathroom? How is she going to find somewhere to go? It really feels like she’s going to wet herself no matter what she does. That is why, in her panic, she gets up suddenly and flees the classroom, running as fast as she can manage without losing control, trying to find somewhere to relieve herself before it’s too late. The only option she can think of is outside, which seems faster than trying to search for another bathroom in the school, and she runs out. Quickly, she finds a tree off to the side of the building that seems secluded enough and, in her hurry, she knows that beggars can’t be choosers. She hikes up her skirt and drops her panties, letting out a heavy sigh of relief, but it’s at that moment that the bell rings and students begin rushing outside to get on the buses. What started as a private place is suddenly in full view of everyone, and as much as she wants to stop, she’s been holding it for so long that there’s no way she can stop herself from exploding, spraying the tree as her bladder empties itself. It feels like an eternity before she’s finally empty, with what feels like everyone in the whole school watching her, and laughing at her. She’s so humiliated, and her face burns as she hurriedly pulls her panties back up and her skirt back down, running away.
  5. nicholas1996's Commissions (A Series of Fics)

    A/N: Sly Cooper At the end of the day, Sly doesn’t really mind the missions that involve spying on Carmelita, just because she’s certainly not bad to look at. There is a part of him that still wishes they didn’t have to be on opposite sides so often, and when times come that they fall on completely different sides, it can be difficult. But necessary work is necessary work, and regardless of how it is, he’s still close to her. Today, things are going slower than expected, and he should have had the opportunity to leave by now, but she’s been beneath him, filing paperwork, for a very long time while he watches from the ceiling. Not only is it an uncomfortable position to be stuck in for too long- one that he can ignore at first due to experience, but eventually gets tedious- but he particularly wants to be able to get out of here because he’s begun to feel the urge to pee. At first, it’s just a slight urge that he tries to shrug off, but Carmelita takes her time and he can feel it getting worse as he waits, and waits. Eventually, he can feel his bladder filling more, until it’s more than just a slight urge, and is, in fact, a major inconvenience. That being said, there’s still nothing he can do about it, other than try to wait it out, but it’s very hard to be patient in an uncomfortable position like this, made all the more uncomfortable by his throbbing bladder. He keeps hoping that she will finish up what she’s doing, but she continues to file paperwork and do other boring tasks that he isn’t even able to get a good look at his from his position, and she makes no move to leave, giving him no chance to escape. He can’t even cross his legs like this even though he really wants to, and he knows that it would help to make the situation easier on him. It’s so frustrating and hard to hold it, and he grits his teeth, fighting it as much as he can. When he feels a small spurt escape, he gasps softly without thinking, and he’s lucky that she doesn’t hear him and notice he’s there. He’s just so panicked that he can’t help it; he can’t wet himself, especially not now! Fortunately, he’s able to stop it before it becomes worse, but that brief lapse in control has him completely panicked now. If he doesn’t get out of here, fast, it’s going to end very badly for him. After a few moments, at least, she finishes up, and leaves the room. He’s grateful for that, and gets down slowly, quietly, and takes a moment to just squeeze his thighs together and try to regain his composure before he begins sneaking after her, as following her is the only option to leave. This means that he isn’t completely out of the woods yet, as he has to avoid detection still, but at least he’s closer. It’s very hard to sneak when he has to pee this badly, and it takes all he has to keep quiet, when he knows that he’s on the verge of wetting himself. He needs to stay hidden from her just a little bit longer, but he knows that if he doesn’t relieve himself soon, it’s going to end badly, and so, he lets a distance grow between them. If anything, he wants to be further away from her if it happens, so that she doesn’t hear. Wouldn’t that just be the perfect way to end this experience? Things are just too bad for him, and when he creeps past a potted plant, he gets a very bad idea that he isn’t able to shake off. She’s far enough ahead now that she shouldn’t be able to hear him, and if he’s able to empty his bladder now, then getting out of here undetected should be a cinch. He gives it just another moment before he absolutely can’t take it anymore, and hopes that she really is far enough away that she won’t be able to hear him, before he whips it out and lets loose. The relief is so overwhelming that he doesn’t realize his error, or just how loud the sound is, or that he tips off Carmelita immediately. In fact, he doesn’t even realize that she’s discovered him until she’s behind him, saying, “Hands up, Cooper!” He’s so surprised that he turns around without thinking, and he hasn’t even stopped the stream, which results in...Carmelita getting sprayed before he quickly turns back around to finish, face burning in humiliation. She sputters and coughs, in utter disbelief of the situation, never lowering her gun once. When he’s finished, he turns around and puts his hands up, a sheepish expression on his face. “Pull up your pants, you’re under arrest,” she says, in a very tired sounding voice. Once he’s done as he’s told, she cuffs him, and he knows now that he should always be a little more careful about such matters.
  6. nicholas1996's Commissions (A Series of Fics)

    A/N: Chalkzone this time Penny always enjoys going on adventure with Rudy, exploring Chalkzone together, but there comes a day when she makes a rather big mistake that causes quite the mishap. Of course, at the beginning, it doesn’t seem like that big of a deal. At the beginning, everything seems to be just normal, and at the beginning, it’s just a minor problem. She feels the urge to pee, one that she considers ignoring, but she decides it’d be better for her to go ahead and deal with it, in case she doesn’t have a chance later. She asks Snap, thinking that he’d be the best to know where a bathroom is. “We don’t have one,” he replies. “Chalk doesn’t need that.” She frowns, but doesn’t comment on it, deciding that she can just hold it for now. It shouldn’t be a big deal, she thinks, since it isn’t even that bad yet. She ignores the urge for the time being, enjoying more of her time with Rudy, but it isn’t long before she feels another pang from her bladder, and she winces. She’s getting more and more full, and she isn’t going to be able to ignore it forever, no matter how much fun they may be having. There are times when she has to stop and stand for a moment, never for too long, because she doesn’t want Rudy or Snap to notice. Holding it is becoming difficult for her now, but there’s nothing she can do about that other than keep trying while also trying to keep them from seeing that it is getting that bad. That would be so embarrassing, especially since even asking for a bathroom was embarrassing in the first place. She doesn’t know how much longer she’s going to be stuck here, but she also doesn’t want to rush Rudy for something as silly as her needing to pee. As much as she knows she probably shouldn’t force herself to hold it once it becomes uncomfortable for her, she also knows that the humiliation of admitting how bad it’s gotten might be too much for her to bear. Even though there’s no way of telling how long she’s going to have to hold it, she wants to try, and her bladder throbs and protests and threatens to spill over with every step she takes. It gets so bad that Penny doesn’t know how she’s able to keep moving. At this point, she’s sure it’s just her will to avoid humiliation keeping her going, but even that won’t be able to sustain her forever. She isn’t going to be able to hold it, not when she’s already this desperate, but she doesn’t know what else to do. She opens her mouth a few times to say something to Rudy, but always stops herself short, too embarrassed to go through with it. Though she knows that wetting herself will be worse, it’s still so very hard to come out and admit that things have gotten past a point that she can control. “I…” She starts, but then stops herself again, her embarrassment winning out all over again. She squeezes her thighs together whenever she has the chance to stop, but by this point, that is not enough to significantly relieve the pressure in her bladder. Nothing is enough, and she needs to say something now but she’s still too shy to bring it up. And then Rudy looks back over his shoulder at her, and a look of concern crosses his face. She can feel her own face flushing, knowing that she must look pretty pathetic if he can figure her out that quickly. “Do you want me to draw a toilet for you?” he asks, and she goes absolutely red. “It looks like it’s pretty bad.” As embarrassing as it is, she has to say, “If you don’t mind.” He gets to drawing, even going so far as to draw a house, giving her all the privacy she needs, which she appreciates. She wastes no time stepping inside, getting her panties down and sitting down, but as soon as she begins to let go, she realizes their mistake. The problem is that any liquid that isn’t chalk washes away what chalk is there, and the toilet collapses beneath her, vanishing as she falls to the ground. She isn’t able to stop the flow, and the door, melting down a bit as the floor begins to wash away, is hit by the spray, the house coming down around her. Suddenly, Snap and Rudy both get an eyeful of Penny, trying to get herself steady, peeing on the ground and half-naked. Both are so shocked that they can’t even move to react, and she shouts, “Please, don’t look at me!” Neither is able to look away, they’re so stunned, and either the way, the damage is already done and they’ve both seen more than they bargained for. Penny is so overwhelmed with humiliation that she doesn’t know what to do. All she knows now is that she needs to make sure to always go to the bathroom before going on another adventure with Rudy, whether she feels like she has to or not.
  7. The Comedian's Commissions (updated)

    First slot has been taken, so four slots remain open!
  8. nicholas1996's Commissions (A Series of Fics)

    A/N: Danny Phantom this time Danny is bored at school one day, as usual, and it is while he is sitting in one of his classes that he begins to first feel the urge to pee. Nothing out of the ordinary, and he decides that he will go as soon as his class lets out. However, once he does leave, he remembers even before he gets to the bathroom to see it for himself; it’s currently out of order. There was a ghost fight on campus the night before that lead to a bit of property destruction. Nothing that closed school (unfortunately) but it was enough to severely damage the bathroom. Naturally, the repairs still aren’t complete, so that means that he has to wait until later. He tries to think of what to do, but then, he knows that the bell is going to ring soon and that he has to get to his next class, so he hurries off. What started as a minor urge begins to grow, and he knows that it’s only going to get worse from here. He’s had to hold it through classes before, but he’s always had the option of asking to be excused, and never been in too desperate of a situation before. Somehow, he can already tell that today is going to be different, but he prays that it won’t be so bad that it’s completely unbearable for him. Certainly, he prays that it won’t get so bad that he’s put in a situation where he does something as humiliating as wet himself at school. Still, as time passes, his desperation grows more, and though he tries to ignore it, it’s hard to focus on his classes when his bladder is aching like this. Danny gets to a point where it’s hard for him to sit still and that’s when he really begins to worry. He decides that he’s going to check when class is over, just to see if the bathroom is fixed, and also decides to go try to use the one in the office if it isn’t. Usually it has to be kept free in case someone is sick, but he wonders if they might make an exception, considering the situation. So when class ends, he hurries, but the bathrooms aren’t fixed and it looks like they won’t be fixed for a while. He supposes he should have known that it wouldn’t be fixed that quickly, but he still had a little bit of hope. Hurrying, he makes his way to the office and is glad that he is able to make it with still enough time to go and then make it to his next class. However, when he gets to the office and asks if he can use the bathroom there, the only response he gets it, “That’s only for sick students.” “But the bathrooms are damaged, and-” “They’ll be fixed soon enough. We can’t risk someone spreading an illness or the bathroom being full when a sick student needs it.” Though Danny tries to argue his point, they will hear nothing of it, and he doesn’t want to come out and admit that he’s afraid he might wet himself if he waits any longer. But it’s almost time for his next class- and last one of the day- so he has to hurry, cutting the argument short. He doesn’t know if he can hold it until the end, and even if he can, he’s pretty sure he won’t be able to hold it until he can go home, and wishes that he had just faked sick so that he could have used the office bathroom before they were tipped off. Now, he doubts he could get away with it. He can’t sit still in class, he knows everyone must be able to tell how desperate he is, and then, it happens. He feels himself leak and he lets out a loud gasp, suddenly rising to his feet. Danny doesn’t care that everyone can see him or that he’s ditching class; he can’t wet himself here and he runs out of the room as Sam calls after him, concerned. He ends up outside, with only one option left; he runs to a tree that he hopes is secluded enough and unzips his pants in the nick of time. What he doesn’t realize is that Sam was so worried about him that she followed him out of the classroom, and she stops short, watching in shock as he relieves himself against a tree. As soon as Danny realizes that she’s there, he’s overcome with humiliation, but it’s far too late to stop now, and it feels so good to finally be able to empty his bladder that he wouldn’t be able to stop even if he wanted to. He hates that she is seeing him pee in such a public place, but he was at his limit. Once he is finally empty, he quickly zips up and blushes, not quite able to look at her. Sam is red-faced as well, and mumbles, “I won’t tell anyone about this, okay?” “Yeah, please just...don’t mention this again,” he agrees.
  9. The Comedian's Commissions (updated)

    Post-Christmas BOGO special, limiting to slots on this one though I doubt they'll fill from this site alone, we'll see what happens! For every $10, 1k fic purchased, you get a second one completely free, making them the same price as my old rates were, basically. Though I am only doing this special on this site, you are not limited to omorashi commissions, anything that I'm able to write goes! 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. Special runs until all slots are filled, only $10, 1k stories are eligible
  10. Fiction Idea/Encouragement Thread

    I really really want to write Momo Yaoyorozu because my mature composed waifu would be so cute so flustered...and awkward ass Todoroki could make it better....after writing Hagakure I feel like I owe it to the rest of the girls. Hatsume would also be an easy target but at the same time SHE PROBABLY WOULD BE PREPARED
  11. nicholas1996's Commissions (A Series of Fics)

    A/N: Scooby Doo, Shaggy focused It’s a night like any other, with the gang trying to catch a monster, but little does Shaggy know, it’s not going to go completely typically, especially not for him. It starts with him not thinking to go to the bathroom before they really get into things, not knowing that his last chance passes him by until it’s too late. But, at first, he doesn’t even think it’s that big of a deal. After all, it’s not so bad yet, so he should be able to hold it until he has another chance, if everything goes well. That’s before he finds out that he’s meant to be used as bait for the monster however; something that he would have protested even if he weren’t afraid of becoming too desperate to pee. However, there’s not much he can do to protest it now, when he’s got the other three against him, and he doesn’t want to let them know his reason for being nervous, so he decides that he can still hold it through all of this, no matter how challenging it might seem right now. And, really, it’s not like it’s that bad, at least not at first. At first, it’s just a mild irritation that he’s mostly able to ignore. At first, it’s just the slight knowledge that his bladder isn’t completely empty, that it’s full enough to cause him so problems, but not so bad that he has to be panicked about the possibility of wetting himself, or anything like that. He continues to reassure himself that everything is fine, that as long as everything stays like this, then he’s going to be completely fine. But things don’t stay the same, because time has to pass, and with the passing of time, things can only get worse in a situation like this. He begins to tap his foot impatiently, wondering how long this is going to take. Waiting like this could take any amount of time, depending on how things go, but he hopes that he isn’t going to have to wait too much longer, and that he’ll be able to make it to a bathroom in time. If he isn’t able to hold it till the end, then he doesn’t know what he’s going to do. But then, he shakes his head and tries to tell himself not to worry about that right now. It’s not nearly that bad yet, and making himself nervous is only going to make it worse. His bladder continues to throb and he begins shifting his weight from foot to foot, trying to make holding it easier, since he knows it will be a while yet. It isn’t long before it’s very obvious that he needs to pee, especially as the need gets worse. Time doesn’t go anymore quickly for him, and it becomes nearly impossible for him to keep his desperation in check. He can’t hold still, and he goes from not letting himself worry about it to being nearly panicked in no time at all. It hurts to try to hold it now, and the only sense of relief he has is when the trap works and they unmask the “monster”, just like they always do. He is, at least, able to keep from wetting during that time, though there are some close calls whenever he’s startled, but now he knows that he doesn’t have as much to worry about. Now, he doesn’t have to stand around being bait, and now he can finally relieve himself, after forcing himself to hold it for way longer than he should have been able. But, though relief is so close at hand, it’s not quite close enough. He’s pushed himself too hard, for too long, and he doesn’t know if he’s going to be able to find a bathroom in time, nor does he even have the slightest idea of where a bathroom to look for might be. He feels a leak escape him, and he yelps, knowing that this is the end of the line, whether he likes it or not. He’s either going to wet himself or he’s going to have to find an option right then and there. That’s when his eyes land on a trash can. He knows that he shouldn’t but he also knows that he’ll wet himself if he doesn’t, and he simply can’t take it anymore. He doesn’t care that everyone is watching while he uses the trash can; for a moment, just being able to empty his bursting bladder is enough. The humiliation doesn’t set in until after he’s completely empty, and he knows that, in the future, he’ll have to be more careful about going to the bathroom beforehand.
  12. A/N: Mineta is in this fic because fuck you he's my favorite lmao also! Friendly reminder that I'm open for commissions, so please, if you like this, consider me! The field trip is an incredibly ordinary one for a school like theirs, but it’s a mandatory trip that the class has to take. Toru Hagakure is a little bit excited for it, considering she gets excited easily, and it sounds like fun either way, even if it is just a tour of some big hero museum, one that has both indoor and outdoor portions. The outdoor portion is so intense that it is essentially a hike, and the trip is one that will take an entire school day. “You’ll be put into pairs,” says Aizawa, before they leave. “Most of the time, the class will be in a big group, but sometimes you’ll have to go with your partner. I already decided them at random, so yeah.” There are some groans as people protest not being able to choose who they’re paired with, but the class has become so tightly knit over their time together that it’s really not that much of an issue. Of course, Toru has to be the one paired with Mineta, of all people, but, as exasperating as his antics are, for the most part, he isn’t nearly so bad as she and the other girls will act. At this point, it’s just a part of daily life in their class, if anything. Whatever the case, he’s delighted to be paired up with a girl, though, for most of the morning, they’re taking guided tours through the museum as a class, so the two of them don’t actually have to spend much time together. The morning does go by rather quickly, and then the class goes outside to eat food that they’ve brought from home. It’s at this point that Toru first notices that she has to pee, but she decides to finish her lunch before going back inside to use the bathroom. However, it’s just as she finishes up her meal that an announcement is made that they have to clean up and hurry if they’re going to begin their outdoor tour on time. A part of her considers asking if they can wait for her to run to the bathroom, but that would be pretty embarrassing, especially considering it isn’t that bad yet. So she decides that she can hold it until she has another chance, and that it’s better not to try to delay the field trip just for her. They group back up and start on their way and, at first, everything is fine. At first, she barely notices the twinges from her bladder, but then, they become more frequent, and more intense, until it is outright throbbing. After about an hour. Toru knows that whatever she had to drink at lunch must be in her bladder by now as well, and she’s so uncomfortably full that she wonders how much longer she’s going to be able to last. Still, she tries not to let her desperation show too much. Sure, she can bite her lip and make faces as much as she wants; no one will ever see that. She can even squeeze her thighs together, but as long as she’s in her uniform, anyone would be able to see her crossing her legs or, god forbid, holding herself. Though she has a bit of an advantage in a situation like this, it still isn’t enough to really aid her. Toru clenches her fists at her sides as they walk along through the hike, exploring the variety of odd objects and memorials that fit better out here than in a building, and she wonders if there are any public bathrooms out here, though she’s pretty sure that’s unlikely. She’s getting worse by the minute, and the more time passes, the more she starts to wonder if she’s going to make it at all. Though she doesn’t want to think of any other possibility, it’s getting to a point where she can’t help it, where every step she takes leaves her aching, and she feels like she could leak at any minute. But, no matter what, she doesn’t let anyone catch onto her tension, and, when the group sits down in the grass in an open area to listen to one of their guides give a rather long winded lesson, she tries to lean back so that she isn’t putting any pressure on her bladder. “I know, right?” says Mineta, who is sitting beside her, as he leans back as well. “I’m getting pretty tired too.” She’s both surprised and not surprised at all that her partner for the afternoon has paid close enough attention to her body language to make an assumption like that, even if it is a little off. “It’s been a long day,” she replies, and it isn’t a complete lie, and she’s able to keep the strain out of her voice. Internally she’s panicked; maybe her face would even look panicked, if there were a face to look at. Almost as soon as she finishes speaking, a spurt suddenly escapes and she has to swallow a gasp, has to stop herself from jumping. She doesn’t think it’s enough to soak through her panties yet, but that’s beside the point. The point is that she’s at a point where something like that is already happening, and she knows for certain now that she won’t be able to make it. There’s not much she can do, even if she were to excuse herself and get permission to go to the bathroom, the bathrooms are too far for her to hope to reach. She doesn’t have the proper time to think up a plan, so she has to do the first thing that comes to mind. Toru is able to shift her body just so that she is not sitting directly on her skirt at any point, nor is she sitting on her legs. She feels cold already, just pressed directly to the grass like this, and she prays that it will absorb as quickly as she hopes, and that nothing will spread to her clothes or, even worse, to Mineta on one side of her or Mina on the other. But she can’t hold it any longer, and she lets go. She can feel her entire body relaxing as her bladder begins to empty, and it’s all she can do not to sigh in relief all the while. It’s a shame that she couldn’t spare her panties, and she doesn’t know what she’s going to do with them soaked through for the rest of the day, but for now, all she can think about is how good it feels to finally empty her swollen bladder. Nobody seems to notice a thing, and she looks down to see that nothing seems to have spread, that it’s all gone into the grass beneath her. There’s not much of a smell that she can detect, either, which means, as far as she can tell, she’s gotten off completely scott free. Though she’ll have to figure out something to do with her panties, she at least didn’t have to deal with the humiliation of wetting herself for all to see. When the lecture is over, they’re all sent off to look at different things in pairs, and Toru is careful to make sure that neither Mineta, nor anyone else, notices that the grass is a little bit wet where she was sitting. However, it’s only a few steps into their walk that she’s made so uncomfortable that she knows she has to ditch her panties, somehow. A part of her can’t help but think how indecent it is to roam about without any underwear, but there’s a much greater part of her that can’t deal with this for the rest of the day. Not to mention the fact that they could expose her little “accident” yet, and besides, it’s not like anyone can see anything once they’re off! Her costume is far less modest, while revealing nothing, after all. So she distracts Mineta and disappears behind a tree, and while he is looking for her, she dives into a bush. It’s hasty work, peeling the soaked panties off of her, and she has just enough time to empty a plastic sandwich bag in her backpack- containing a few vegetables leftover from lunch- and seal them inside, before he discovers her location. “Hagakure? What are you doing?” he asks, and she hastily shoves the bag into her backpack before turning around. “I thought I saw something down here!” she lies. “But I didn’t!” “Uh...okay?” He gives her a weird look before offering to help her up, and, to try and cover up the weird situation, she bounds down the path with enthusiasm, with Mineta scrambling to keep up with her. Everything is going as perfectly as it can, given the circumstances...until they start to make their way back down the path. “Hey, hey, what’s this?!” Before she even looks to where Mineta is pointing, she can feel her heart drop into her stomach. There are few things he gets that excited about and… “It’s panties!” he shouts. “What the hell are these doing out here? Who could have left them? Why are they in a bag? Ooh, I’m getting so many dirty thoughts I can’t stand- hey...it kinda looks like they’re wet in here.” Toru doens’t know what to do. She can’t own up to those being hers but she doesn’t want him running around with them either. Mentally kicking herself for not making sure her backpack was closed completely, she takes a few hesitant steps to join him as he continues to “investigate.” “Whoever ditched these totally peed themselves! What the hell…” Suddenly, his eyes widen as he says, “But...I don’t think anyone else was supposed to come up this way until we were done...right?” “I…” “Hagakure...are these your panties?” he asks, and before she can answer, he adds, “Please don’t hit me! I didn’t know!” “I...it’s just…” “So that’s what you were doing when you hid, huh…” he muses, and grins for a half a second before his face goes back to serious. “Alright! Your secret is safe with me, Hagakure!” “I...huh?” “Well, what kind of jerk would I be if I ran around telling everyone? I mean, we’ve been out here for a while, and you’re not a guy, so it’s harder, like, if I had to, I could just-” “I get it,” she interrupts, glad that the heat that rushes to her cheeks is never visible. “You really won’t tell anyone?” “Swear on my life!” He grins up at her, and she’s reminded of the fact that he could actually be a little cute sometimes, if it weren’t for his...well...personality. But he’s really not so bad as she always acts like he is, and right now, she’s a little glad that he’s her partner today. “So, let’s keep heading back, alright? We’ll have to explore some other paths too, before we get to go back to school.” “Alright,” she agrees, following after him as he starts off. “But, Mineta...you’re going to have to give me my panties back. Now.” She hears him swearing under his breathing before he does as told, and she’s tempted to take back her nice thoughts for a moment. Only for a moment, though.
  13. nicholas1996's Commissions (A Series of Fics)

    A/N: Here's one for Ben 10 It’s during a trip to another tourist destination when the family gets stuck in traffic, traffic so bad that they make nearly no move for a very long time. Getting stuck like this always makes Ben impatient, but today is worse than usual, and it’s not just the traffic that is making it so bad. For a little while now, he’s needed to go to the bathroom, but their bathroom is in need of repairs, meaning that they’ve all had to wait until rest stops in recent times. Typically, that has been bearable, but typically, they haven’t been stuck in traffic with no way to pull over. Today, he can’t help but be nervous, considering he has no idea how long it will take them to get somewhere where they can pull off. He isn’t sure how bad it’s going to get before they can stop, or even if they will be able to stop in time, and he doesn’t want to think about that possibility, but he’s definitely getting more nervous about that happening. As he squirms, he can’t help but notice that Gwen looks a little uncomfortable as well, and it isn’t hard to figure out that she’s in the same boat as him. With both of them desperate, he knows that this long trip is only going to get all the more interesting, but when she asks if they can possibly pull over soon, she gets the response that Ben was expecting: that there’s no way they can pull over right now, the traffic is too bad and they’re completely stuck, there is nowhere to go. Which means that they are both definitely in for the long haul, and will both have to do whatever they can to hold out for as long as it takes to get through this jam and to a rest stop. Ben decides to try his best to hold it, and he sees Gwen crossing her legs, looking determined. Neither of them say anything to one another, because that would just feel too weird, but he can tell that they both are thinking the same thing; they’re going to do everything in their power to avoid wetting themselves and making a humiliating mess. But determination can only do so much, and the two of them both find their desperation growing rather quickly, quicker than expected. It doesn’t seem as easy to hold now, but Ben still doesn’t want to give up just yet. He doesn’t want to, but more time passes and his bladder grows so full that it gets to a point that he can’t sit still at all, and even grabs himself from time to time to prevent leaks, until he isn’t able to let go at all, and just holds himself, whimpering every now and again. Gwen tries to be more subtle but it isn’t long before she’s holding herself as well, both groaning in agony as their desperation grows but the traffic does not get much better at all. Finally, it gets to a point that Ben knows there’s no way he’s going to make it much longer, and, since he can’t take it anymore, he quickly goes for a bottle. He unzips, letting loose inside the bottle, something that grosses Gwen out quite a bit, but also makes it more difficult for her to hold, getting to see and hear everything he does. She grits her teeth and squeezes her thighs together around her hand, where she still grabs herself, and says, “That’s so gross, Ben.” “I couldn’t hold it anymore,” he replies, with a sigh of relief, trying not to let her know how embarrassed he is. Once he’s finished, he does feel a lot better, but Gwen is still not in very good shape, and her attempts to hold it grow more and more futile. Traffic has still barely moved, and if Ben couldn’t hold it anymore, she knows that she won’t be able to hold it anymore soon enough either. In fact, it isn’t much later that she starts to leak, and she panics, knowing that it’s all over for her, and not wanting to fully wet herself. Panicked, she asks, “Is there anything for me to go in?!” Ben quickly hands her a large cup, but it’s too late for her to move somewhere else, to go where he can’t see her. She just barely has time to pull down her pants and panties before the dam is broken, and she lets go, nearly filling the cup before her bladder is finally empty. She is so relieved at first that Gwen cannot bring herself to care that Ben is watching her right now. It was to a point where she couldn’t wait anymore and had to let it out, so it takes a moment of her basking in her relief before the humiliation finally sets in. Then she blushes furiously and both she and Ben look away as she covers herself up and mutters, “Please don’t ever mention it again.” “Trust me, I won’t,” he replies.
  14. A/N: Two commissions done for someone, the chapters are unrelated, so they don't happen in the same continuity. The first one is TodoDeku, and the second is TodoBaku. Shoto is rather glad to be paired with Midoriya for today’s rigorous training exercise. There aren’t many people in the class he’s on incredibly friendly terms with- though he’s getting better every day- and those he feels comfortable working one on one with make for a rather short list. Midoriya is one of those three- the other two being Iida and Yaoyorozu- so he considers himself fortunate. Today, they’re going to be exploring a maze; while this might sound simple to most, even before the actual challenge is explained, Shoto knows that it’ll likely be much more complicated than that. And, true to his expectations, they soon learn that they will enter the maze in pairs and have to overcome several obstacles along the way, and meet checkpoints where they will have to “rescue” dummies. Needless to say, a rather typical class, in some ways. There have been several mazes set up so that everyone can go at once, because this exercise is supposed to take all afternoon, if not longer. Shoto and Midoriya go to the entrance of their maze, and that is when he first feels a twinge in his lower abdomen, and when he realizes that, today of all days, he forgot to visit the bathroom after lunch. It’s rare that he forgets something like that, but, from time to time, it isn’t urgent and it slips his mind. Though that was the case today, he finds himself growing nervous now, because, even if it isn’t urgent right now, he’s going to be stuck in this maze for quite some time. Shoto is afraid that it might get to a point where it’s hard to focus, or where his performance starts to slip. But it’s too late to say something about it now, and even if it weren’t, he wouldn’t want to delay Midoriya getting started just so that he could run to the bathroom. He takes a deep, steadying breath, mentally telling himself that he’s going to be just fine, that he can do this. Heroes don’t have time for breaks when things get intense, and he knows that. Harsher lessons from his childhood come to mind, but he tries to push them aside. There’s no use thinking of that now, or any other time. “Alright, I think between the two of us, we can clear this pretty easily,” says Midoriya, as they start off. “I’m expecting some typical obstacles, but even the weirder things they throw at us to catch us off guard shouldn’t be too much trouble!” He’s right, of course, and they work their way through several obstacles and to a couple of the checkpoints without much difficulty. At first, Shoto can ignore the pressure in his bladder, but, as it grows to a dull throb, it becomes harder to ignore. Hiding his discomfort grows difficult, but he doesn’t want Midoriya to catch on, because he’s not sure if he has any way to explain himself other than telling the truth. “Do you think we’re getting close?” asks Midoriya, after quite some time. “I hope so,” he replies, without really realizing that he’s saying it. Immediately, he regrets it. “That’s not like you,” his friend says, a look of concern crossing his face. “I mean, you just sound kind of off. Is something bothering you?” “Not at all,” he says quickly. “It’s just been a long day. I’m not trying to rush this, or anything.” Though Midoriya doesn’t necessarily look convinced, Shoto is at least fortunate enough that he nods and agrees that they should keep going. Each step he takes is vaguely torturous, as his swollen bladder continues to protest for relief. It’s been such a long time since he’s been this desperate, and he knows that losing control isn’t an option, but the more time passes, the more he isn’t sure that he’s going to make it at all. He can’t do anything so obvious as grab himself or stop to cross his legs, no matter how much easier that might make this for him. His breathing is no longer steady, and he is barely able to do anything without his hands shaking, and he is very lucky that Midoriya has mostly taken the lead now, and is doing just fine without much help from him. He tries not to think about how his grade might be affected by his minimal participation. His problem grows and grows until he is at a point where he can’t take it anymore, and despite wanting to keep going, wanting to pretend that there’s nothing wrong with him, he finds that he can’t move any further, and he comes to a stop. At first, Midoriya doesn’t notice, and continues moving, and Shoto wishes that he could disappear, that he wouldn’t be there anymore when Midoriya finally turned around to ask him what’s up. But he doesn’t disappear, and when Midoriya does turn around, he seems him nearly doubled over, a hand between his legs and tears welling up in his eyes, such a pathetic sight that he’s sure the other boy must doubt for a moment that it’s really him. “T...Todoroki?” “Keep going,” he says, his voice coming out raspy. “Just...just keep going, don’t…” “Are you okay?” Midoriya asks, as if it isn’t obvious that he isn’t, as if it isn’t obvious exactly what’s going on. “Can I…” “Please!” he nearly begs, because, more than anything, he doesn’t want anyone to see him, doesn’t want...doesn’t...want… But it’s too late, and before Midoriya can look away, before either of them can say anything else, Shoto loses what little control he has, and he can feel relief creeping in, mixing with humiliation, almost as quickly as he can feel the crotch of his costume growing wet. He drops his hand reflexively, to avoid it getting much wetter, and stares down in shame, watching the dark patch spread out and down his leg, until finally, a puddle begins to form at his feet, and then his vision grows so blurry that he can’t see that clearly anymore. “Just...keep going,” he repeats, trying not to let any tears fall. He can’t believe...he can’t believe that he really allowed it to get this far, that he was this stupid, this useless, that...that...he squeezes his eyes shut, and a few tears escape down his cheeks, and he tries hard, as hard as he can, to silence a familiar voice, familiar memories, of similar mistakes in his childhood. Not right now, he doesn’t want to remember that, but it’s hard not to, when he knows that he’s still just as- “Todoroki!” Midoriya’s voice cuts through his thoughts so sharply that he’s pulled out of his memories, and he looks up at the other boy. Rather than continuing, he steps closer, a concerned look in his eyes. “Are you alright?” “Clearly not,” Shoto replies with a bitter laugh. “I mean...I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that’s what was...and you were pushing yourself so hard...well, hey!” He tries to give a bright smile. “You don’t need to worry about it, alright?” “Why shouldn’t I worry about? There’s no excuse for...that.” “But it’s not like we had any chance to take a break! We’ve been doing this for a while, and if it were real, we definitely wouldn’t. I’m sure even pros…” He makes a vague gesture, blushing, as if not sure how to phrase it. Shaking his head, he replies, “I’m not so sure about that. It’s something I should have been able to avoid, and I’ll have to work harder in the future, if I…” He sighs; despite everything, Midoriya’s attempts to calm him down and cheer him up are working, at last a little bit. He surprises Shoto by reaching a hand out and saying, “Come on, let’s at least get through the rest of this together! Maybe we can figure out a way to cover it up before we ever get out. I mean, water obstacles are so typical, so the fact that we haven’t had one yet almost definitely means that we will, which would make that really easy. Only the teachers and me will know, and you know I’ll never say anything, alright?” Shoto, not sure what else to do, accepts the hand offered to him, and follows along. It isn’t long before they have to drop hands and get more serious, but the small act of comfort goes a very long way. And, as Midoriya predicted, they do happen upon a water obstacle and they both happen to fall in together, and Midoriya even pretends to struggle for a moment, before laughing, and Shoto cracks a smile, nearly laughing with him. A/N: And here's the TodoBaku one. Remember that I'm still open for commissions! Alternatively, there is a possibility that Shoto could be a lot less lucky with her partnership for a class exercise. That is to say, there is another possible story, of a day where the class is sent to an outdoor area to do a training exercise in pairs, and, when they are paired up, Shoto can only feel disdain upon seeing that he’s been paired up with Bakugo. While other classmates seem to be paired up without issue, he’s unfortunate enough to be paired with someone that makes it very clear that he doesn’t like him, and, even though things aren’t as bad as they once were, Bakugo is still a very difficult person to work with. While it’s true that Shoto is rather distant from most of his classmates, he still thinks most of them would be preferable to the short-tempered, competitive boy. But work is work, and he has no choice, so he decides to make the best of it. In the back of his mind, he’s hoping that this doesn’t take too long, because he’d like to get back to the school building. He’s trying to keep his nerves from showing on his face, but he’s made a bit of a mistake. It’s the later half of the day, and he hasn’t thought enough about it to worry before, but now he’s realizing that the last time he visited the bathroom was before school, and that fact is finally making itself known to him. At this point, it’s only a minor discomfort, but he knows from past experience that it could get worse rather quickly, and he hopes that that’s not the case today. All he can do now is focus on the tasks at hand, not wanting to let on to anyone, least of all his partner, that anything is amiss. At the very least, Bakugo seems distracted enough by his own annoyance, snapping, “I don’t know why the hell it’s always gotta be you.” He refrains from commenting on the fact that they aren’t really forced together that much, and instead just says, “Just try to stay focused.” He knows that that will only set off Bakugo’s temper more, but he at least gets some amusement in the way the other boy splutters in anger as the two set off to start. Today is one of their more basic exercises, mobility in outdoor areas, and Shoto isn’t even sure why they have to work in pairs for something like this. It’s stealth and rescue, involving mild combat with training dummies, but they’re meant to do as much as they can in a set amount of time, while not being told how long that set amount of time is. At any point, they could be called back, so it’s meant to add a sense of urgency. Shoto grimaces as he thinks about how he doesn’t really need any help feeling urgent right now. He even goes so far as to follow Bakugo’s lead for the time being, rather than challenging the other boy, like he normally would. It’s better to not add any more complications, he thinks, already allowing himself to worry about this more than he thinks the situation calls for yet. However, it isn’t long before the situation worsens enough that it does warrant more worry. While he follows behind Bakugo, letting his classmate handle the brunt of the fighting, giving assistance only when necessary, he can feel the pressure steadily growing, until it becomes more than just a minor discomfort. He’s been in a few situations where classes seemed to drag out forever, but he never got so bad that he wondered if he was going to make it. The thought never entered his mind. Now, not knowing how much time he has to wait, he starts to think it might be a possibility. He wishes that he could have known he would be doing such a long exercise with no breaks, and he almost wishes that they weren’t doing this in pairs. Of course, he pushes the idea out of his head almost immediately, but they are outside for this… But, no, even if he were alone, that would just be pathetic. How is he supposed to become a great hero if he’s stuck doing something as pathetic as that? He nearly pauses as he thinks that, but then assures himself that it’s his own desires talking there, that it has nothing to do with anything else. There’s no use thinking about that on top of everything else, and he knows that. “Are you seriously just leaving everything to me?” Bakugo snaps, as if unaware that he’s taken charge of his own accord. “Seriously, Half and Half, what the hell’s wrong with you?” “There isn’t anything wrong with me,” he replies. “Shouldn’t you stay focused?” He tries to play it cool, but he can’t keep the strain out of his voice as he struggles. “Speak for yourself, damn it! Don’t think I haven’t noticed how weird you’re acting. If you fuck this up for both of us, I’ll make sure you pay for it!” “I figured you think we were doing just fine, as long as you handled everything.” “See?” Bakugo squints, stepping closer, and Shoto actually feels a little intimidated under his gaze, though he attributes that to the fact that it’s nearly impossible to stand still right now. He squeezes his thighs together as the other boy goes onto say, “You’re never like this, and it’s pissing me off!” “We aren’t going to solve anything standing around arguing,” is all he says, not sure how to defend himself. He doesn’t want Bakugo to figure out the reason for his behavior and taunt him for his weakness, but the longer he stares, the harder it is for Shoto to remain still, to keep his feelings from his face. Finally, Bakugo sneers and says, “Whatever. I don’t really care what it is, just don’t let it get in the way anymore.” And he trudges on and Shoto follows, but it’s far too late now for him to act like nothing’s wrong. He can’t put up an act to deter the other boy and convince him it was all in his head, because things are so bad now that he can barely keep his own head straight. Shoto is nearly trembling as he follows along, completely useless, and every now and then, Bakugo will look back over his shoulder and make a face, but he won’t say anything. It’s becoming so obvious now that it’s possible he already knows, but if he did, wouldn’t he have said something about that, at least? His head is swimming, and he aches so much, each and every step leaves him afraid he’s going to lose control, but he just keeps moving forward, unsure of what else to do. He has no idea if he can make it, seeing as he has no idea how much time he has left, and, though the last thing he wants is for anyone, least of all Bakugo, to see him in such a pathetic state, it hurts so much now that even relief in that manner seems preferable to holding on anymore. I can’t, he thinks, I can’t because that would be...I would be… He can’t because he can’t, but he doesn’t have much of a choice anymore. His ability to hold out is fading so quickly, each step...he’s not going to make it now, he knows he isn’t, but he’s trying, he’s still trying, even as he starts to leak, he keeps trying, but he can’t stop it now, and each leak is followed by another, until there’s a sizable stain on his pants. Already, he can’t cover it up; already, it’s too late, and he doesn’t realize he’s near tears until he chokes a bit, and that sound is enough to tip off Bakugo, who turns around in time to see the rest of the disaster. He turns around just in time to see the moment that Shoto gives in to the relief, not even able to panicked in regards to being watched, simply looking off to the side with a sigh as he soaks himself. The only reason he doesn’t cry is because he doesn’t let himself. He knows damn well he looks weak enough already, and so he at least manages to hold the tears back, to hold back the flood of emotions he’s always trying to keep at bay. Even once it’s over, while his bladder is still cramping, though empty, he still keeps his eyes trained somewhere to the side, not saying a word. It’s Bakugo who breaks the silence, muttering, “You didn’t have to let it get that bad, we are outside, for fuck’s sake.” “So you…?” “It was pretty obvious after a while. I kinda just expected you to wave me off and duck behind a tree before you’d actually piss yourself, but whatever.” There’s something off about is tone, and Shoto realizes that Bakugo must feel nearly as awkward as he does. But what’s more off is that he hasn’t taken the opportunity to gloat or mock him yet, something that he surely would have done before, something that Shoto was expecting him to do now. “Well, I…” He can’t really think of what to say now; it pretty much goes without saying that, at the end of it all, he couldn’t bring himself to do something like that, even though he knew he was cutting it close. Maybe he should have just swallowed his pride then, all things considered, but what’s done is done. Bakugo tsks, before saying, “Whatever, it’s your life, I guess? Your own damn fault, so deal with it however you want, but let’s get back to it, alright? I’m not letting you slow me down over this.” It’s not as if the other boy tried to comfort him or anything, but he also didn’t do anything to make the situation worse, and coming from him, that is something like kindness. Certainly nothing for Shoto to take to heart, but he feels strange nonetheless as he continues to follow behind Bakugo, and tries to be more involved in the exercise, and even rather enjoys the bickering that ensues whenever they go for the same objective. Of course, walking around in wet clothes is uncomfortable and still humiliating as all hell, but Bakugo is quick to inform him that figuring out how to deal with that is his own problem.
  15. nicholas1996's Commissions (A Series of Fics)

    A/N: Another installment, this time for Loud House It’s a pretty normal day for Lincoln when he’s hit with the urge to pee, and he heads to the bathroom only to discover that one of his sisters is in the shower. He contemplates what to do and decides that it shouldn’t be too much longer, and he goes back to his room to try to distract him. It’s not that bad of an urge yet, so he doesn’t think it’ll be too difficult to hold it for a bit, and when he goes back to check, he’s sure that the bathroom will be free and that everything will be fine for him. However, he lets too much time pass, and is too distracted from his bladder, so much so that he doesn’t notice how bad his urge to pee is getting until he is suddenly overcome by a sharp pang in his lower abdomen, and he remembers that he had been putting that off. It’s gotten so much worse in the time that he wasn’t paying attention to it, and now he knows that he really, really needs to go soon, so he gets up and hurries for the bathroom, hoping that it’s finally free. But it isn’t, and he wants to cry when he hears someone taking a shower in there. Before, it was Luan, but when he calls out this time, asking, “Are you going to be done soon?” it is a different sister who responds. “No, I’m not, I just got in!” calls Leni, and he knows that he’s going to be in for a longer wait. The problem is, he isn’t sure if he can manage to wait much longer, but when he goes to another bathroom, he finds that the toilet is completely clogged, and essentially out of order. Now, he knows that he has to come up with another plan. It’s getting so bad for him and his bladder is so full and he is so desperate that he hurries for the kitchen, praying that no one will be in there. Fortunately, it is empty, and he’s so full now that he doesn’t think about what might happen if someone walks in, just hurries to the cabinet and grabs a cup, deciding this is the best course of action, since he’d have to stand on something to comfortably pee directly into the sink. However, it’s right as he’s about to unzip that Lori walks in, and he stops short. “What are you doing?” she asks, noticing his guilty expression and the empty cup in his hand. “Nothing, nothing!” he replies quickly, coming up with a lie. “I just finished this glass of water and I was putting in the sink! See?” He sits it down in the sink and says, “And now I’m just going outside, alright? Alright! See you later, Lori!” He hurries into the backyard, and, since it’s empty, he decides that his only option remaining is using the tree. At the very least, he knows that relief is in his reach, and he could cry, he has to go so badly. He approaches the tree at the exact moment that Lynn enters the backyard with her sports equipment and he freezes...or, well, mostly. The two of them stare at one another, and he can’t hold still, his bladder is so full, and he crosses his legs, fidgeting, even though he doesn’t mean to. It only takes Lynn a split second to figure out what his problem is, and then another to figure out what he was planning to do about it, and she scolds him, “Lincoln! You can’t just go outside! That’s gross! Seriously, what do you think you’re doing?” “The bathrooms are all either in use or not working, and I’ve really, really gotta go!” he replies, too frantic to try to hide it anymore. He certainly knows that he can’t hold it anymore. “Gross, man,” she says with a blush, and, as much as he doesn’t want to do something like in front of his own sister, there’s nothing that he can do other than give in now. He can’t wait anymore, and so he unzips, grossing Lynn out thoroughly as he pees on the tree, Except, that isn’t all there is to it for her. She brought her equipment into the backyard in case she wasn’t alone, so she would have an excuse for being back there, but in reality… “Can I join you?” she asks suddenly, frantically. “I really can’t hold it anymore!” She doesn’t wait for an answer before she strips from the waist down, squatting by the tree and letting go. And that’s not all; the problems seem to extend to more of the house, as Luna rushes outside, saying, “Don’t make this weird, dudes!” Just as she joins them, Lori nervously hurries outside, and then Lucy. It’s rather embarrassing for all of the siblings, but they’ve all been put in such desperate situations that there’s nothing any of them can do about it. At the very least, they’re all together on it, so when all is said and done, and Lincoln says, “I think we can agree to just forget this happened, right?” his sisters all think that’s a great idea.