Just My Luck
Wilbur x Schlatt
Uh oh
I've never been more ashamed to post something in my whole life
please im begging you, if this is the first fic of mine you've ever read or if you don't know me very well, don't cancel me over this god damn please, im just gonna apologize in advance
The ones in progress are even worse tho lmao
Listen here fuckers, this entire thing is a shit show and just don't ask questions. By no means was it supposed to be the first chapter of this story, but things happened in my discord server and now here I am
Editing a piss fic at 2 in the morning.
Nobody, not a fucking SOUL wanted a schlattbur piss and humiliation fic
Trust me it's not actually that bad
just read it ok
Warnings:
- semi-public
- light humiliation
- degrading
- piss, it's not piss play, wilbur just has to pee and things happen ok
- kinda not actually smut???? Hm.
Don't crawl into my comments going "eWwWw wHaT tHe FuCk BrO thAt'S sO wEiRd" because yeah i know you fuck face gremlin, im the one who wrote it, die mad about it.
And if yall didnt know, schlatt wears glasses sometimes, dont @ me
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If one were to ask Wilbur how he ended up in this predicament, he, honest to God, wouldn't be able to give any good explanation.
But there he was anyway, tightly crossing his legs on the couch next to Schlatt, who couldn't possibly be paying any LESS attention to the brit. His glasses sat low on his nose, reflecting the Twitter screen from his phone as he mindlessly scrolled along, stopping at a meme every few seconds and huffing out a breath of amusement.
The bathroom to their shared little apartment was currently being fixed by a greasy-looking plumber, because apparently, there had been a leak and the downstairs neighbors had been complaining about it for almost a week now.
And Wilbur felt like he's never had to pee so bad in his entire life.
"Do you have any idea how much longer that plumber guy is supposed to be here?" He whined, squirming on the cushions in a desperate attempt to make himself at least a tiny bit more comfortable. Squeezing his thighs together so hard almost hurt.
"I have no idea, Will, go ask him or something," Schlatt mindlessly dismissed, only glancing up at the brit for a split second as he curled his legs up under himself, turning so that his back was against the arm rest and he was facing the struggling Wilbur.
"I'm not gonna ask him, dude!"
"Then are you just gonna piss your pants?"
"Wh- No! No, maybe the neighbors would let me borrow theirs? Do you think?" Wilbur asked, a slightly hopeful glint in his eyes. "Come on, come with me, I don't want to go by myself, people out here are weird."
"You don't need me to hold your hand so you can walk to the neighbor's apartment to pee."
"They could kill me, Schlatt! People are crazy! What if I just never came back, maybe I'd make it onto Buzzfeed Unsolved, the mystery of the lost pee man," He joked, trying not to giggle as to not make his situation worse. "Just please come with me."
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Fanfiction;; warning: contains smut, gore, and graphic depiction of harsh or sensitive topics ;; don't talk about your age. just don't talk about it, i don't care that you're 13 and think you're mature enough to read nsfw. you're not, but i can't stop you. go...
