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This is a Toph/Zuko story, which are characters from Avatar: The Last Airbender, though setting is an Alternate Universe set in the modern era, but with bending. In this story all characters depicted are adults. This work is part of a series i'm calling 'Letting Go And Holding Tight'. As of writing this Letting Go And Holding Tight will consist of both this fic, Curious Depravity, which will consist of 3 chapters total, and Freak Is A Compliment, which will be a oneshot (i hope). I'm splitting the two for tagging purposes, fans of the show may already be able to guess why 😉 Before you read i also wanted to shoutout AndyABDL whose old Toph pic was a big visual inspiration. I can't find said art on Andy's current socials since they were deleted a while ago, so sadly i can't link it and your gonna have to trust me on this, but please give 'em a follow (and be nice!). Also: this was already a late submission when i first shared this fic, but this was supposed to be a submission for daisy-fingers' Duh-cember. As for me: any comments, criticism or feedback is welcome 🙂 PS: i put these in the tags, but TW: self esteem issues and references to past child abuse the latter is kept quite vague on the details and the former never goes existential, but that's just my perspective on it as a random internet stranger: better safe than sorry! PPS: since Exasy asked: Toph Beifong is female and uses she / her / her / herself pronouns, while Zuko is male and uses he / him / his / himself pronouns. (I hope that helps, i started colouring them in text and quickly realized it would take hours, but if any has a quick way to change the colour of only certain words i'd be happy to colour them all for easier readability). Jin and Kiyi also have their own colours, though this fic does not focus on them. --- --- Chapter 1(/4): Falling Down The Rabbit Hole --- In retrospect, she can say it all started with calling him Dadko. It hadn't been close to intentional, just something to get a rile out of him. Sparky just didn’t quite fit him since he started mellowing out and it had been an easy fit with how he’d always been the oldest of them. It was in his behaviour too, how he almost never let himself go when they started partying and drinking. He always just kept an eye out for the rest of them. she’d gotten in a few fights with him in those days. she’d just gotten her adult freedom and didn’t appreciate him trying to get her to slow down. They worked that out over time though, as he agreed to nag her less and she would keep her pace more after one too many embarrassing incidents. She hadn’t known then, what a bottle represented to him. How that man kept Zuko from properly enjoying one, probably forever. But afterwards it became easier to lean into his touches. They had been mostly innocent ones too, tough it was usually when they’d be drinking. To this day her only gripe with alcohol was how the buzz messed with her earthsense. Not to mention how the broken glass and spilled alcohol forced her to wear actual shoes. As the greatest earthbender it still didn’t leave her completely blind, but it definitely made her a lot more clingy then she’d prefer to be. At first he would just give her a light tap on the shoulder to let her know someone wanted to pass through their little crowd whenever they’d go clubbing or gently guiding her back to wherever they’d be staying, usually their own apartments, which landed Toph back into her bed more times than she cared to count. Still, there were lines they didn’t cross; Toph generally stayed away from dating friends and Zuko wasn’t Available anyways, but then things broke off between him and Mai and slowly things changed. It started with little things. He’d tug her wrists or push her upper back at those clubs, never enough to actually force her to move (not that he could have even if he’d wanted to, not with her bending) and she’d hog his warmth more on those cold nightwalks back. Not that that wasn’t anything unusual. Zuko’s touching was just tactile communication and with how loud things got there was frankly little other way someone would be getting anything across with her and while she may have been leaning closer than was strictly necessary on those nightwalks it wasn’t like it was hurting anybody. But then they started doing it when they were just hanging out too, regardless of whether there was any alcohol involved or not and soon just all the time. They established a pattern: He would touch her and she'd lean into it. she appreciated more about him than just those warm touches too, like his penchant for honesty, which, while a bit raw at times, never left her guessing about where she stood with him. (The raspy voice from which it came didn’t hurt either.) He was good enough with his bending to keep her on her toes during sparring too. (Though she came to wish he’d sweep her off her feet instead or–) The effect he had on her wasn't fair. How anything he did for her left her wanting when if it would be anyone else she'd think nothing of it. So when she finally decided to do something about it and ask him out. (And she wasn’t self-conscious about her being the one to do it. Toph Beifong did things on her own terms and didn’t care about silly things like traditions getting in the way. she didn’t mind it, truly.) He said yes (of course), but had the audacity to say he ‘wasn’t sure if he could treat her the way she deserved’, like his rough hands hadn’t so delicately cradled her body and heart for ages at that point. Really, she was just making things official. Toph jumped into their relationship like she usually would, though nothing seemed to follow the usual script. she would sit on his face, but then he'd lap away and massage her thighs and she'd turn puddy. she even tried a scene with him and while he kept an open mind about it, or, more accurately, put on a brave face for her. Even blind Toph could tell he wasn't really enjoying himself and as a result neither could she. It made sense in hindsight. Pain had been her escape, but it had been his prison. At the time it puzzled, usually she thrived on being in control. It made her partners respect her. she thought she wanted to break his newfound cool and get a different kind of thrill. So she started to act (more) like a brat, rile him up trying to get a reaction out of him. And, eventually, he caught on and obliged her. While it wasn't like she didn't love it when he went a little rougher on her, it definitely had its time and place, she had to admit to herself she preferred his more tender side. With its only kink out of the way, their relationship settled into a smooth pattern. Until one day, Zuko joined Sokka’s annual fishing trip. Toph was welcome to come along as well, but since most of the trip would be spent on a boat, Toph had to pass. Which would have been fine, Toph Beifong didn’t need anyone, she’d be fine without him for a bit even if they had moved in together. It wasn’t like it would be permanent. Except, she quickly found out, Toph Beifong did have needs. Toph had counted on her healthy libido, of course, but hit a snag once she realized her new relationship with Zuko had left her old methods feeling woefully inadequate. It was her screen reader that ended up offering her some relief, though, mostly accidentally, it also presented her something that shouldn’t have intrigued her as much as it did . she was horrified of what Zuko would think, but, even when he finally returned, the idea wouldn't leave her alone. Now, it has become too much. The thought chasing her whenever they are together. It’s starting to distract from what they have, so, one time after they’ve finished, she tentatively decides to take a first step. Looking up from where she'd been nuzzling her face between his shoulder and chest, Toph releases a breath and takes a leap. “I need to pee.” she starts, keeping her tone nonchalant, hoping he’d get the message. “I guess I do too.” He muses, completely missing the hint. she harrumphs, then pulls what she’d been told were her best doe eyes. “Carry me?” she pleads, clasping her hands around his neck and rubbing her thighs together for good measure. “All right.” he replies, before planting a kiss on her forehead and carrying her off the bed in a bridal style, though to open the door he moves her to just one arm and arches back to make her lean on him more. she squirms a bit at the added squeeze on her ass and thighs. she’s sure he’s doing it more than he needs to, but can’t fault him for it. The added closeness is nice, so she rewards him by nuzzling his neck. After he closes the first door though, he starts to move her back. But she quite likes being level with him, so she pulls herself tighter around his neck and murmurs into his ear, a ‘please’ may have left her lips too, but this time it only takes one attempt to make him get the message this time. Because he quickly lets up on that attempt, instead pulling her more to his center instead of his right and wrapping right arm around her back. After which she promptly starts lazily kissing his face. He quickly reciprocates, only letting up when they reach the bathroom door. “Someone’s clingy tonight.” he comments as he starts shuffling her around again. “Damn right,” she says, “the world’s greatest earthbender is a high maintenance lady.” “More like a high maintenance baby .” he retorts. she laughs maybe a little too loud at that. Then Zuko places her on the toilet, not bothering to leave the room as Toph does her business and instead just brushing his teeth. It’s nothing unusual in their relationship at this point. By the time she’s done, Toph opts to simply wait until Zuko finishes. Sure enough; soon he picked her up again, this time placing her on the bathroom sink, indulgently brushing her teeth for her while she quickly washes her hands, before shamelessly masturbating as he continues working her mouth. It’s not something she does a lot, but she’d decided beforehand she’s gonna want him to be in a mood before confessing and this is as good a way to get him there as any. He doesn’t say anything verbally, but his tightened grip on her chin is telling enough. Once Toph spits out the paste into the sink next to her Zuko grabs her once more and forces her against the wall, pressing against her. she gasps at the impact and forces her hands into the wall above her to make purchase. It should hold for tonight, she’d personally strengthened that wall for nights like this after all. Zuko’s hot breath flows over her face, pulling her from her frivolous thoughts, this is it. she hooks her legs around his hips and puts on her best smile (she doesn’t need to try very hard). “Before we start round two,” she says, barely keeping her voice with his dick pressing as hard against her folds as it does, “there’s something I need to tell you.” ~

When the bathrooms in the park are closed.

Request for @Tionpee Here's Zelda from BotW peeing outside. Sorry it took so long.

She could have made it in, but Janet was too far from her building and decided to take a quick pee in the alleyway.

Marsha, one of the hipsters of Grojband episode "Who Are You?"

Isabelle, Eliot Kid's mother, locked outside and had to pee REEEEAAAAALLLLLLY bad!

This is Dan recording Elise peeing at the side of the house after he locked her out when she had to go real bad. You can tell by looking at her face that she is NOT pleased.

Peach is hogging the toilet. So Daisy is peeing in the bathtub instead.

Zer0finix has been exposed as a pedophile. And she's now lost a lot of fans. This is her OC Elina, who is now the most hated character ever because of this. She's been rejected from attending a party by her former friends, who won't even let her use the bathroom. So she is forced to squat and pee behind a small bush in the rain, and she's been peeing for 6 minutes now.

So I decided to do requests since there are people who like my omorashi art of the cartoon girls. So here are some rules. - The girls can either pee in the toilet, trash can, sink, bathtub, or simply squat outside. - No wetting. That includes in bed and clothing. - No diaper fetishes. The omorashi limit can only go so far. - No crapping art either. That's part of my limits. - The only time guys can be included in the omorashi art is if a female is peeing along with them. - No golden showers. Another limit of mines. - Nothing too explicit. I can show bare asses. But not visible pussy flaps. That's too much even for me. - The girls have to be curvy. Part of what makes the omorashi art of girls sexy is if they have thicc booties while either squatting or sitting on a toilet. - The girls can be human, humanoid, or anthro. As long as they're hot and sexy (or at least have sexy bodies), then they can be anything. But other than that, you can request a female character for me to draw an omorashi art of, and I will be sure to list them down on paper. So just comment below on what girl you would like me to draw an omorashi of and I will add them to my list. Remember art takes time.

The girl from the Inner Workings short. Her name is Kate.

Shouldn't had drank too much tea. She doesn't want her kids to find out what she's doing behind the bushes. PS, follow the line that connects to each speech bubble to know the order of the dialogue.

View File Ayla Wets her Jeans *Nudity Warning* Ayla has a problem. She needs to finish cooking, but she really has to pee! She's already an expert at bladder capacity, so this shouldn't be a problem, right? Video is from the now defunct studio AylaEXPOSED. Though her pornhub is still up: https://www.pornhub.com/model/aylaexposed Uploaded in mp4 format Submitter knockonthedoor Submitted 10/20/2021 Category Female  

https://youtu.be/5V1xnTsRry8 https://youtu.be/7FYagcJew8Y

Right after the Cartwright family returned home from their evening at a restaurant, they walked up to the front door. Donald then noticed Kitty dancing around in desperation. "Wow, honey!" Donald said, impressed. "I didn't know you were such a good dancer. I'm still wondering why you're dancing if there's no music being played." "I'm not dancing, you idiot!" Kitty snapped. "I drank too much of that lemonade!" "Oh," Donald replied. "Is that what the song is called?" "No!" Kitty snarled. "I had five tall glasses of lemonade and I've been holding it for an hour now!" "Okay," Donald said, still dumbfounded by what Kitty meant. "But what does drinking lemonade have to do with dancing?" Kitty just slapped him in the face. "I am not dancing!" Kitty snapped once again. "I filled my bladder with 48 fl oz of that lemonade back at that restaurant and I have to pee! Are you really that stupid?!" "Oh," Donald told her. "Well why didn't you say so? You could have gone at the restaurant while we were still there." "That bathroom was too filthy," Kitty complained, hugging onto her crotch tightly. She wiggled her way to the door, searching for her keys. "Okay, Donald," she told her husband. "You can quit fooling around and give me the keys so I can unlock this door, step inside, and go to the bathroom in there!" "Okay," Donald replied. "Now let me see where I put them... " He searched for the keys for about a few seconds, and Kitty was bouncing in desperation, with one hand grabbing tightly on the doorknob and the other holding her crotch. "Are you going to give me the keys or what?!" Kitty snapped at Donald. Then Donald looked horrified. "Oh no!" he said. "I think I locked them inside the car!" Kitty then stared back in shock. "You what?!" she shouted in Donald's face. "I... I... " Donald stammered. Kitty was now furious. It was bad enough her husband had done a lot of dumb things in the past. But with him locking the keys in the car and her bladder getting ready to burst, she was really ready to attack him. But she thought better of it. So she ran to the car and tried to open the driver's door, only to find it was locked. As she stared inside, there they were. Inside the ignition, dangling slowly. Kitty growled at the top of her lungs as her husband and child slowly approached her. "Donald!" she yelled. "Y-y-y-y-y-yes, dear?" he asked apprehensively. "HOW DO YOU LOCK THE KEYS INSIDE THE CAR?!" Kitty shouted, emphasizing every word. "You don't use your head?" Donald answered nervously. "I hope you're proud of yourself now!" Kitty snarled. "The keys are locked inside the car, we're locked outside our house, and I have to pee!" "I can fix this," Donald protested. "Oh yeah?" Kitty replied sharply. "HOW?!" Donald tried to think for a second. But had nothing. He was feeling rather uneasy on what his wife would do. She was on the verge to bursting and was about to attack him if she got her panties wet. Luckily, he had dodged a bullet when Kitty made her decision. "I'll deal with you later!" Kitty shouted at her husband. "Right now, I have to find a way inside the house so I can use the bathroom!" Kitty held onto her crotch and ran back to and around the house to find some way inside. The backdoor was locked. The windows were locked. The garage door was locked. Everything around the house was closed tightly. Kitty growled in frustration. "EVERYTHING IS LOCKED!" she shouted at the sky. She held on to her crotch tighter. She really needed to go and could barely hold it in. "I really need to pee so bad," she whined. It wasn't helping that she saw that the house's roof was still drenched from raining yesterday. It dripped a thin trail of water from the edge rapidly. Kitty also looked around to find the faucet for the backyard was also dripping with a tiny thin trail of water. She was really desperate. Kitty then looked around some more. With no access inside a building and water dripping around her, she had only one option: go outside. She watched as her husband and child approached her. "Donald," she told him. I want you to come with me." "Where are we going?" Donald asked, hesitant of what he thought Kitty would do to him. "Just come with me," Kitty grumbled, grabbing Donald by the wrist and taking him with her, their child following along. She guided them to a large bush in their backyard. "Now listen up," Kitty told her husband. "I want you to keep lookout while I pee behind this bush. And when I am done, I want you to give me something to wipe with. Do you have any napkins?" Donald checked his pockets and pulled out a few napkins. "They're all clean," he told Kitty. "Cheers," Kitty replied, snatching the napkins out of his hands. "Now I want you to stay behind this bush and don't look at me." So Kitty went on the other side of the bush as Donald covered his eyes with his hands. Kitty could feel the flood gates opening any second. So she took a furtive look around to make sure no one was watching, pulled down her pants and panties, squatted down, and began to pee instantly. "Ahhhhh!" Kitty sighed in relief. "Now that feels much better." Kitty felt her pee hitting the ground rapidly. She was relieved that although she was upset to have to be forced to pee outside, at least she made it before she could wet herself. "I hope you're not staring at me back there!" Kitty called to her husband. "I hate people who watch me pee! I especially hate those monsters looking at me! I am NOT a project you can just observe! I want my privacy out here since I couldn't make it to the toilet!" "I'm not looking, honey!" Donald protested, his eyes still covered by his hands. "I promise." "You better not be staring at me!" Kitty called back as she continued to pee. As she continued squatting, Kitty saw that a trail of her pee was getting longer and longer. After about two minutes, the pee trail was 2 yards long. "Are you finished back there, honey?" Donald asked from behind the bush. "Not yet, Donald!" Kitty shouted furiously, her pee coming out faster. "I told you I drank too much lemonade! This is going to take a while!" So Kitty continued peeing, and soon, a good five minutes passed since she started peeing. Her pee trail was now about four yards long, and it was flowing on the ground like a yellow river. Kitty was still squatting while peeing rapidly. Her bare butt was getting so cold she could feel the goose bumps on them. She groaned in frustration. Why did I drink so much lemonade?" she complained. Kitty continued peeing for one more minute until her pee finally weakened into tiny drops. "Finally, I'm finished," she sighed. "I can't believe it took me this long to finish peeing." Kitty used the napkins to wipe herself and threw the napkins on the ground. "Are you finished yet?!" Donald asked, popping from behind the bush. He had accidentally saw Kitty still squatting with her pants down, getting a view of her bare butt, and Kitty turned back to see Donald by surprise. "DONALD!" she screamed. "I told you not to look!" "I'm sorry," Donald said, freaking out. "I was just seeing if you were finished already!" Kitty then pulled up her purple panties and red pants and stood up to face Donald. "Well I'm done!" she told him. "And I'm still mad at you for locking the keys in the car." She stepped over an absurdly long trail of her pee and on the other side of the bush to confront Donald. "I told you I was sorry," Donald complained. "I'll just call an auto company to see if they could get the keys out of the car," Kitty told him as she guided her husband and daughter to the front yard. "At least I still have my cellphone. You guys sure have it easy though. You can just whip it out and stand while keeping all your clothes on, while I, a woman, have to bare my bum in the air to go outside." As the Cartwrights left, Lydia then came around from behind the big bush, encountering a 4-yard stream of Kitty's pee. Lydia stared at it in disgust. "This must be what human urine looks like," she muttered. "And that woman says monsters are disgusting. They have a house right there. Why didn't she just go there? Don't humans have any decency?"

Marci McFist doesn't care if anyone watches her peeing.

This is about a sculpture of a police woman squatting, taking a piss, it was made by Marcel Walldorf. Petra is a Greek name who means "Rock" or "Stone". What you think about this? I just was thinking in omorashi stuff with police or militare women so this is a good discover to me! And Im sharing this stuff with you, in internet you can find more pictures, but most of them had a watermark.

Here's a Zoophobia fanart. One of the zoophobic young woman Cameron Walden. She fears some animals will catch her peeing behind the bush. She's got a shy bladder.

This is Samus sneaking behind the bushes peeing. She's on a mission while doing so too and will continue once she's finished.

Nina as a teenager. She was taught to squat and pee outside, and here, her family makes a stop so she could pee behind the bushes. She even reminisces on when she was desperate as a little girl and how she made it to a toilet.

Naughty Kitty had to use the bathroom during a burglary.

This takes place outside of Britney Wong's house during the party. Marco saw one of the forces of evils outside and chased after it, only to accidentally catch his crush peeing outside behind the bush.

Enid and Wilhamena had to pee during their trip in the forest.