i'm gonna change the url at some point i swear

don't go thru this yet im still makin it

[imaginedingledongs]

Imagine your favorite character fucking you, but their hips suddenly go still. They blush and tell you they need a break to go to the bathroom, starting to pull out. You grab their hips to stop them, telling them you’d far rather they stayed. They laugh nervously and tell you they’re about to burst and now isn’t the time for jokes. You pull their hips into you again and assure them you’re being serious. A moment later, they moan with relief as their bladder empties into your body.

[imaginedingledongs]

Imagine losing a bet with your FC and having to hold your bladder all day. When the time finally arrives you rush to the bathroom only to be stopped by them. You’re about to ask them why but then notice them slowly stripping their clothes. They explain that if you want to avoid an accident you’ll have to give them a “warm shower” and with that they undress the last of their clothes and step into the bath.

[imaginedingledongs]

Imagine your FC coming home from school/work bursting to pee and can’t pee anywhere other than their house. They barely make it inside when their bladder is threatening to let go. Fortunately, they have a pet that’s still being trained, and one of their pee pads happens to be nearby. They run to the pad and release their bladder onto it through their clothes, moaning through the embarrassment.

[imaginedingledongs]

Imagine your FC is sick and you’ve been taking care of them all day, until they mention that they’re desperate for a piss but of course they’re too ill to go to the bathroom. They warn you that they really can’t hold it any longer, so seeing no other option, you quickly rush to the kitchen to find a bottle or glass or anything for them to go in. After finding an empty bottle, you return to your FC to find them squirming in desperation. Acting quickly, you run to them, pull down their pants, whip out their cock, and aim it into the bottle, hoping that it’ll be enough to contain what’s coming. Almost instantly a stream gushes out into the bottle and your FC sighs in almost orgasmic relief. After a minute of pissing the stream eventually stops and the bottle is pretty much filled to the brim, but there’s no time to worry about that now, you think as you notice that your FC is rock hard. You put the bottle aside and get ready to deal with the… other problem.

[cyberrat]

Genyatta Just The Tip that I promised ~~~ @robotfvckers @mujaween

“M-Master…” Genji sounds overwhelmed, mumbling against Zenyatta’s back and fogging up the gleaming chrome with his moist breath. He’s found out about the tender little space his Master had hidden a couple days ago but he still seems at a loss for words.

Zenyatta can feel his fingertips trembling as they skirt the metallic edge of his maintenance orifice, uncharacteristically shy as they don’t quite dare to dip in and rub against the smooth silicone that lines it; thick enough to produce a tight, stout channel originally designed to keep the highly sensitive plug secure that had to be connected to the port hidden behind, but now the unending source of Genji’s (happy) misery.

“So soft,” his student whispers, and Zenyatta can feel him shift minutely, receptors registering the warmth of his cheek as he turns his head and presses it against Zenyatta’s shoulder blade.

His posterior orifice is not as sensitive as his valve – by far not as sensitive – yet Genji’s skilled fingers feel nice rounding the very edges again and again, hypnotically and soothing. Comforting, almost – enough so that Zenyatta feels a vague flush of shame at how swollen his valve had become, inner workings producing slick that has started to drip in long, thin strings of teal towards the ground from the plush swell of his folds.

There is no urgency in their coupling, and Zenyatta thrives on it; focusing on the gentle crest of feedback as Genji’s clever fingers leave his maintenance orifice for a moment to slide through the mess of his folds and scoop up the oily slick there.

He uses it to tease deeper into the tight channel, coaxing the silicone to retreat for the wriggling digits carefully, nervously slipping in deeper – and Zenyatta is unprepared for the sudden frizz of feeling as Genji’s fingertip bumps into the sensitive socket all too soon.

Zenyatta’s back arches, voice glitching as he cries out softly, valve pulsing warm and insistent beneath what his body deems the wrong orifice, systems confused as to why Genji is not paying attention to the swollen folds and fat, glowing node sitting at their apex.

“G-Genji,” he hums, hands shaking mildly as he pushes against the slick floor, looking for purchase. “C-Careful.”

“Master Zenyatta,” Genji whispers, fingers still scissoring deep, the tips flirting around the painfully sensitive plug, more careful now. “You’re so tight back here… there is not much room at all…”

Zenyatta’s fans kick on as his body’s temperature spikes suddenly, his silicone cock emerging from its hiding space with an embarrassingly wet suction sound.

“Genji… please,” Zenyatta murmurs, voice fraying. Every time Genji’s curious digit scrapes against the plug, the a jolt of near painful feedback zips up Zenyatta’s spinal column, sending the readings in his visual quick and merciless into the reds.

“I can’t believe you have this,” Genji whispers breathless, fingers slipping out with a wet slide before he shuffles forwards and a new intrusion spreads Zenyatta wide, makes him hiccup and his gold chin clank noisily against the floor as he jerks, knees spreading wider uselessly as if that would make it easier to spread for the swollen tip of Genji’s cock.

“Keep still, Master…” Genji’s voice sounds so strained, almost whiney; on the verge of tears just from trying to squeeze the tip of his cock into Zenyatta’s swollen passage, the thick silicone walls unwilling to spread more than what their intended use allows.

One of Zenyatta’s hands travels down, shivering, jerking as his processes start glitching out. His valve is searingly hot to the touch, probably steaming subtly as everything gets rerouted to his pleasure centers, protocols still tripping over each other as they try to figure out why Genji is using the wrong orifice – why he is so determined to try and squeeze his cock where it has no right to be, and Zenyatta hiccups out little static noises, silicone cock straining, valve dripping profusely as Genji grunts above him, working his hips, trying with insufferable patience to cram his cock into-

“There,” he rasps, “I think… I think that’s as far as I can go.” He barks out a laugh, sounding a little hysteric as his hips jerk and his tip slips a bit deeper… just that bit that makes it press up against Zenyatta’s inner plug and have bright lights dance in his vision, a long warbling sound of static and feedback singing from his voicebox, cock bobbing eagerly and the node at the top of his valve flashing-

“Just the tip.. fuck, I can only fit the tip inside,” Genji whimpers, decidedly teary now, hips shimmying back and forth to move the head of his cock in the tight squeeze of Zenyatta’s maintenance orifice.

Zenyatta offlines. He doesn’t know for how long – figures that it must have been only seconds because Genji is still panting, still whining above him as he tries to get off with the tip of his cock nestled inside the impossibly tight space.

Zenyatta wants to tell him to pull out; to change orifices and pound the dripping, swollen mess of his valve before he short circuits completely, but his voice box is frayed and his body’s processes are so very confused; directing every single input into the throbbing, unrelenting river of pleasure coursing along Zenyatta’s nodes.

When Genji pulls out, his cum splashing in cooling, sticky ropes against Zenyatta’s overheating frame, it is enough to make him come again; valve squirting loud and noisy, filthy sounds as slick drips from his folds and splashes onto the ground.

Genji has to be talking – he always is; so self-satisfied when he can find a new way to make his Master debase himself – but all Zenyatta hears is static, vision flickering and body jerking as pleasure ricochets through his body, inner plug seemingly throbbing with pleasure-pain even though it is impossible for it to do so.

“I can make you come on just the tip of my cock, Master,” Genji whispers, suddenly blanketing him, cheek pressed against the side of Zenyatta’s faceplate. He sounds so in awe; so satisfied-

“I’ve n-n-never doubted it, my S-S-Student,” Zenyatta manages to murmur, voice fraying at the edges and body almost reluctantly starting to cool down.

[spicedrobot]

The Lesser of Two Evils

Fandom: Overwatch Pairing: Werewolf!McCree/Zenyatta Warnings: bondage, heat/rut (consent explicitly given), sex pollen, teratophilia, knotting, lots of cum/lube, dirty talk, valveplug Notes: Part 5 of the 🎃💀Halloween Strawpoll Compilation💀🎃

Summary: Talon injects Jesse with a drug that triggers his rut. Zenyatta helps.

Jesse stares at the robotic hands testing the leather straps around his wrist. He doesn’t know where he is, why he’s tied and flat on his back. The hands are gentle, unhesitating, touching without any unnecessary contact, but each brush feels like a tender kiss.

He’s so warm.

He’s in trouble.

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[imaginedingledongs]

Imagine your FC comes home one day from work desperate to use the toilet because the one at work was broken. You then tell them that the toilet in the house is broken as well. Your FC then begs you to let them use you as a urinal as they relieve themselves into you, moaning in relief and blushing in embarrassment.

[imaginedingledongs]

Imagine you’re cleaning the shower when your FC desperately rushes into the bathroom. They think the bathroom’s empty and you’re too shocked to announce your presence so you witness their long loud piss and their moaning in the pleasure of relief.

[sweatbots]

poor bot took a little more than he could handle

[kirinlust]

[X]

Zenny piss doodle

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im too chickenshit to reblog the post itself esp. bc its an archive blog now but um the first ask is like sooooooo supremely my shit and i should draw it sometime http://scuzer-archive.tumblr.com/post/156875415593

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apparently synthetic piss specifically for watersports is a thing that exists which is neat and good for a slightly germaphobic piss freak like me

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this guy i watch on youtube does patreon + he puts the names of his backers in at the end as credits and one of them was someone named "PISS GHOST" all caps and like damn did me from an alternate dimension become a patron of this guy

[kirinlust]

stretchy tech tum? 

[kirinlust]

Zenyatta for now!  I’ll draw Mondatta next timeeee

[imaginensfwoah]

Imagine you’re having sex with your fav character, and you’re on the top. They suddenly tug your wrists and forcibly place your hands around their neck. They beg you to choke them as hard as you can. You squeeze hesitantly at first, afraid of hurting them. They moan in delight, and you take it as a signal to squeeze harder. The harder you squeeze the more they screech in pleasure, which becomes less and less audible. Their mouth is gaping, gasping for air and drooling, and finally gripping as tightly as you can, you see their face begin to flush a little blue. A few seconds later they come hard and you release their neck, leaving them panting and gasping and whimpering in pleasure. 

[neontrashfire]

honestly… if junkrat has to pee, hog’s probably the one telling him to just pee already. and junkrats like no i’m fine i wanna hold it. i’m having fun, i’m fine. and they’re probably on the road, taking a short break, and hog’s been listening to him whine and roll around the sidecar for the past half an hour. and it’s fun, it’s really fun and all, but it’s distracting and if jamie pisses in his sidecar hog will have to kill him. so he insists, no, rat, you’re gonna take a piss now. while we’re stopped. and junkrat just smiles at him and goes ‘no.’

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