#hp omorashi

[hpsaffics]

🦇 HP SPOOKY SAFFICS 2024 🦇

It's spooky season and the HP SAFFICS Discord server is ready to bring all the scares, shivers, and screams of pleasure. This challenge is open to everyone 18+! You do not need to be a member of the server to participate, though it is encouraged. We’ll give you two prompt options each day (one SFW and one NSFW).

The rules are simple:

Use one of the daily prompts in a HP femslash fanwork (can be any medium: fic, art, podfic, craft, moodboard, meta, rec list, etc).

Prompts can be combined, switched around, or skipped entirely. Prompts are to be used as inspiration and can be interpreted in any way you want!

Upload your fanwork to AO3 or Tumblr. For AO3, add it to our collection HP_Spooky_Saffics_2024. For Tumblr, please mention us @hpsaffics AND tag #hpspookysaffics2024.

See the full prompt list below the cut!

🦇 SFW PROMPTS 🦇

Pumpkin Carving

Apple Cider

Haunted House

Ghosts & Ghouls

Graveyard

Murder Mayhem

Whistling Wind

Fallen Leaves

Crashing Waves

Candle

Wool Socks

Cinnamon

Frost

The Lake

Spiderweb

Crows

Lost

Scary Story

The Woods

Sunset

Candy

Trick or Treat

Costumes & Disguises

Black Cat

Deal with the Devil

Vampire

Heartbeat

Full Moon

Cave

Skeleton

HALLOWEEN (FREE DAY)

Alt SFW Prompts

Shiver

Ritual

Investigation

Pie & Pastries

Fog

🦇 NSFW PROMPTS 🦇

Knifeplay

Squirting

Bondage/Shibari

Dom/Sub

Public/Semi-public

Lingerie

Bath/Shower Sex

Sex Pollen

Overstimulation

Wax/Temperature play

Face-sitting

Strap-on

Collars

Choking/Breath Play

First Time

Praise Kink

Blindfolds

Impact Play

Voyeurism/Exhibitionism

Somnophilia

Body Worship

Foodplay

Roleplay

Threesome/Moresome

Degredation

Biting

Edging

Sex Magic

Anal

Scissoring

HALLOWEEN (FREE DAY)

Alt NSFW Prompts

Dovefucking

Hypnosis

Dirty Talk

Omorashi/Piss Play

CNC

[dirtynot-e]

[ ABOUT ] welcome here. I'm kuroh [read: crow] or bones. I'm a thirty-one y.o. selfshipper, a transmasc nonbinary person [he/him or they/them prns please], autistic, asexual and gay. my interests include anime and manga, tv shows, movies, video games, books, art and many other things. feel free to ask me anything, I don't bite. well, actually... on this blog, I might. c; but mostly my f/os and boyfriend, don't worry.

[ LINKS ] f/os list ; main selfship blog ; boyfriend's tumblr ; more.

[ DNI ] minors and ageless blogs. do not follow me. if you do, you will be blocked. racists, lgbt+phobes, fatphobes, zoophiles, eating disorders culture, self harm culture, anti healing, anti selfshipping, anti kin, anti therian, proshippers, comshippers, darkshippers, if you selfship with real life people, if you send anon hate, if you sexualize age and pet regression, if you're into aot, hp or support vivziepop. basic dni criteria applies here.

[ KINKS/I'M INTO ] omorashi/watersports. this is a big one for me so please block the #omo. tag, with the dot, if you don't want to see anything including urine. biting. spanking. dom/sub. petplay. cock cages. edging. sex toys. overstimulation. consensual somno. please block the #somno. tag, with the dot, if you don't want to see this one. monsterfucking.

[ HARD NO ] age play, incest, emetophilia/vomit, scat/poop, gagging/choking/breath play, r*pe threats, detrans kink, blood play, gun play, knife play, cheating, pregnancy/breeding, feederism, more to be added as I remember them. not a fan of calling my partner daddy/mommy tbqh.

please be mindful of my boundaries and remember that 1. I have a boyfriend who I love very much and 2. I'm asexual. I'm not grossed out by sex per se but sometimes I'm just. meh. not in the mood to talk about it so this blog might go inactive at times. sorry.

[hpcestfest]

HP Cest Fest 2024: Fic ☕️📖

The Perks of Being a Malfoy

Author: ??? Prompt #: 54 Ship: Scorpius Malfoy/Draco Malfoy/Lucius Malfoy/Abraxas Malfoy Rating: Explicit Wordcount: 3500

Warnings/Tags: Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Incest, Parent/Child Incest, Underage Sex, Ambiguous Age, Dubious Consent, Grooming, Gay Sex, Size Difference, A Magical Anal Plug, Rough Sex, Light BDSM, soft cock Abraxas, Dacryphilia, Watersports, Kinda, Implied/Referenced Extremely Underage, It's all sort've loving though okay, Pain Kink, what a tag to come after "it's loving", It's what the package says idk, Pedophilia, Scorp was bred for this, he's bada-ba-ba-ba lovin' it, POV Draco Malfoy, Top Lucius Malfoy, Top Abraxas Malfoy, Top Draco Malfoy, Bottom Scorpius Malfoy, Omorashi, Intercrural Sex, Don't Like Don't Read, It's that simple folks, Porn with Feelings, almost forgot to tag the, Daddy Kink, are those metaphors for cannibalism or are they just, Spitroasting

Summary: Scorpius groomed into his daddy, papa, and grandpapa's sex toy.

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[whoaomo]

About:

Mmkay, a quick pinned post in case it's useful to anyone. The name is Wolf, the game is omorashi! I write, read, and stare at (but don't draw) omo content. My AO3 account is whoa_omo; I'm working on a long HP fic (wolfstar) with occasional forays into The West Wing (Josh/Donna) and Stargate SG-1 (Jack/Daniel) so far. This is, as you may guess, a kinky side account just for omo. I do not link between this & main.

I am in my 30s and will not interact with anyone under 18. I am trans & nonbinary, queer, ace-spectrum, neurodivergent, mentally ill, and disabled. If you have an issue with any of that, kindly fuck yourself with a pointy cactus and leave me out of it. I love the block button, but I also love to find like-minded folk to follow. Open to chatting, writing together, brainstorming, and fun.

I am shit at tagging things (but I'm'a try to improve). That said, I really only use this account for omo. That may sometimes include diapers, mostly not. No ABDL, though - YKINMKATO. I try to reblog content, but I am on here like once a week and therefore miss a ton of shit. It doesn't mean that I don't love you 🎶

I also do reblog trans stuff because it matters & I like it.

[heartzanonymous]

drarry omorashi!

This is my first omorashi fanfic, be nice pls

"Here, Dray, you're going to dehydrate yourself," Harry muttered as he passed a water bottle over to his boyfriend. Draco was fully enticed in a book, taking and downing the fifth water bottle that Harry had passed to him without even taking notice of how many he'd went through. . .at least, not until he felt a familiar pressure in his stomach, shifting a bit but not bothering to get up yet. He could hold it, this book was getting good.

Three more bottles down, now Draco needed to get up. He and Harry needed to go to class soon, anyway - slowly, he rose from his seat and went to make his way to the restroom, stopping in his tracks when Harry spoke.

"Where are you going? We have to get to class."

"I was just going to-"

"Hold it. Come on," for just a second, a dominating tone ran through Harry's voice as he pulled Draco along by the hand. Maybe Draco would never admit to Harry having full control over him, but he and Harry both knew the truth.

--

Draco had managed to silently make it through potions, seeing as he sat on the other side of the room due to his & Harry's house difference. Now though, it'd been about an hour and a half of holding it, his leg bouncing up and down as his thighs squeezed together. It didn't help that History of Magic was a particularly boring class, therefore he had nothing to focus or distract himself with.

"Harry," Draco managed, voice shaky and quiet as green eyes flickered over to him, the Gryffindor's lips curled in sick amusement.

"Please, I gotta go," he begged, only for Harry's hand to snake a hand over to his boyfriends abdomen and gently press down for a few second, earning a shaking gasp from the blond as a small string of curses left him.

"You're a big boy, aren't you," Harry teased, watching Draco's usually paper white face flush light red and hearing a small growl bubble from his chest.

"Yeah, but-!"

"Yeah," Harry mocked, earning another grumble as Draco inhaled steadily and spoke again, clenched jaw unfaltering despite his crimson face.

"Yes sir, but we still have thirty minutes of class. I can't --- please," he pleaded again, shifting in his spot. Rather than replying, Harry moved his hand down to Draco's inner thigh, earning a sharp inhale.

"You're dry. I think you'll be okay." "Wh - " "You'll be fine, Baby, just relax will you?" That name - Harry took advantage of it when he could, watching as his boyfriend grudgingly turned back toward the front of the room, leg still gently bouncing as a hand occasionally wandered between his crotch - to no avail, a small spurt creating a wet spot in his boxers as a small whine threatened past his lips. Not good, not good.

"Sir, please," he begged again. Usually he'd wait it out a bit longer, but he wouldn't want to risk wetting himself in the middle of class at eighteen years old. Nope nope nope.

"Fine, you have to go?" Harry spoke a bit too loudly for Draco's comfort. "Then go."

He snapped his fingers quickly - the release trigger he not-so-accidentally trained Draco to respond to - watching with a grin as different expressions washed over pale features. Momentary relief, realization, and absolute mortification as he squirmed against wet trousers. It wasn't enough to be noticeable to the untrained eye at least, but Harry and Draco both knew that if he didn't get up soon, he was gonna leave a humiliating mess in his seat. Finally, Harry offered Draco a nod of permission as Draco's hand shakily rose into the air.

"Yes, Mister Malfoy," Professor Binns questioned, pausing his droning about endless wars.

"Washroom, Sir," Draco answered back, keeping his voice as steady as possible and raising from his seat instantly when he got a nod in reply, bolting out of the door and followed by Harry just a moment later. Just as he thought his boyfriend might have mercy on him, another snap echoed through the corridors and without time to think, a steady stream started down Draco's legs as he sunk to his knees, hot tears of humiliation fresh on his cheeks.

"Aw, I guess you couldn't hold it afterall," Harry pouted in false sympathy as he squatted next to Draco, gently wiping his tears and pressing a soft kiss to his forehead as he slowly helped him to his feet and used his wand to clean the spot on the floor.

"There you go, Baby - you did really well, let's get you cleaned up, alright?"

[vexy-sins]

Kinktober 2018: Day Twenty-Eight

Pairing: UF!Sans (Cherry) x SF!Papyrus (PuppyCherry)

Featured Kinks: Omorashi, Stripping/Striptease, Humiliation

Additional Warnings: Primal play (Predator/Prey), Biting, Knotting, Public Sex, Roleplay, Cum Inflation

Cherry had very little in common with the other monsters of the Underfell universe. The seasoned killers living in the Underground exuded an aura of menace that the small skeleton simply did not possess. While those around him boasted of high LV and superior battle patterns, his reluctance to fight and single HP left him with nothing but heaps of anxiety and a life of constant danger.

The house he shared with his brother in Snowdin offered Cherry a small modicum of comfort, however. Just a few steps from their back door laid a thickly shadowed forest where a timid, weak monster like Cherry could easily hide and find a few moments of blessed peace amongst the snow poffs. He seemed to be spending more and more time outdoors lately, escaping the troubles of his stressful life.

That morning, a rude phone call from Undyne had further soured his brother’s usually sour mood, and Papyrus yelled at him during breakfast. Convinced that he was nothing more than a weak, pathetic burden to his Royal Guard Captain brother, Cherry had run upstairs to hide his overflowing tears. If Papyrus saw him crying, he would probably mock Cherry’s unbecoming sensitivity.

Cherry needed to get away from the house to calm his nerves and collect himself. He selected an outfit from his closet that would look cute and fashionable on him, boosting his self-esteem, and he layered his undergarments for added protection from the Snowdin chill. A bustier with clips held his thigh-high stockings in place underneath soft leather boots. A lacy petticoat added volume to his loosely pleated skirt.

The small skeleton fastened a scarlet hooded cloak over his peasant top and tossed some snacks and a blanket in a picnic basket in case he got hungry while he was out. His brother always demanded that he carry a dagger to protect himself, but Cherry could never bring himself to stab someone. He left the weapons to his tough-as-nails brother and tucked a romance novel that he’d found at the Dump into his basket instead.

Raising his hood to cover his skull, Cherry strolled down the snow-strewn path into the shadowy Snowdin Forest. He traveled away from the areas where the Snowdin Royal Guard patrolled and towards the Ruins where few other monsters bothered to visit. He wanted to be alone, but though he saw no other monsters, a second, darker shadow stalked his from the cover of the underbrush.

Something felt off to Cherry, and his nerves blazed with warnings that he brushed off as anxiety symptoms. There were no other monsters out here. He would’ve seen them. He would’ve heard them. He would’ve… with a soft oof! Cherry collided with something very large and very solid. He hoped it was just a slightly squishy rock, but in his SOUL he knew it wasn’t.

Gulping nervously, Cherry looked up (and up and up!) into a pair of blazing dark orange eyelights set in the sockets of a gold-fanged face. Clouds of hot breath blasted his face as the large skeleton monster looming over him huffed and puffed, inhaling the scent of his fear sweat.

“m-my what b-big eyes you have,” stammered Cherry dropping his picnic basket and backing away from the dangerous-looking skeleton.

“all the better to see defenseless little skeletons such as yourself wander foolishly into my woods,” replied the fanged skeleton, prowling forward in pursuit. He licked his gold fang, smiling wolfishly at Cherry, and his careful bootsteps made no sound on the hard-packed snow of the path.

“and what a v-very long t-t-tongue you have,” whimpered Cherry, bumping into a tree that prevented him from backing up any further. He was trapped!

“all the better to eat you with.” the tall skeleton closed the distance between himself and Cherry in a single long stride.

He breathed his words right against Cherry’s neck, using two long phalanges to push aside the red cloth of the hood. Cherry could feel the other skeleton’s erection through the layers of fabric separating them. He couldn’t even manage to squeak out another observation, so the taller monster spoke again.

“and in case you were wondering, the big cock is for filling your tight little pussy with my cum,” he chuckled in his deep, gruff voice. His warm damp tongue swiped up the side of Cherry’s neck, leaving a trail of saliva to cool in the frigid air. “now take off your pretty clothes so i don’t have to rip them.”

Cherry finally found his voice. “please, Mr. Wolf, have mercy.”

“i won’t ask again.” The “wolf” grabbed Cherry and shoved him into the center of the trail. “now strip!”

Trembling with fright, Cherry regretted the large amount of orange juice he’d consumed during breakfast. He had to pee, and his fear of the wolf made holding it extremely difficult. Squeezing his thighs together in an attempt to ease the pressure, Cherry unfastened and removed his cloak, folding it carefully before setting it on the ground.

The wolf circled Cherry as he lifted his blouse over his head and placed it atop the folded cloak. Next, the small skeleton slid his skirt and petticoat to the ground. The wolf’s hungry stare intensified, and Cherry clenched his teeth against the urge to wet himself.

“please stop staring,” begged Cherry. If he removed any more clothing, the lanky skeleton would see his lewd parts! He’d already seen the bulge in the wolf’s tastefully faded blue jeans; what would happen if he revealed his body to the beast?

Cherry’s fingers shook so badly that he could barely unclip his stockings. The hooks holding his bustier closed presented even more of a delay. The undergarment finally dropped to the snow, and Cherry’s hands shot up to cover his exposed breasts. The cold air blasted his sensitive nipples, and they hardened instantly behind his hands.

“don’t look,” Cherry cried, embarrassed, but his embarrassment quickly turned to horror. His bladder protested the combination of fear and bone-chilling temperature, and he couldn’t stop the flow of urine any longer. Piss gushed out of him, soaking through his panties and running in rivulets down his thighs to melt the snow at his feet. Cherry blushed. The release of the tension felt so good even though the act of wetting himself only added to his distress.

The wolf pounced, slashing through Cherry’s steaming, pee-soaked panties with one sharpened phalange. Ignoring the urine, the tall skeleton rubbed his hands along Cherry’s warm, wet slit, pushing aside his pussy lips to circle his entrance with eager fingers.

“no, don’t touch there. it’s dirty!” wailed Cherry, more humiliated than he’d ever been in his entire life. He stood naked in the forest, covered in his own piss, with a big, bad wolf fingering him. Worse, when the wolf withdrew his fingers and dropped his pants, Cherry could imagine the thick, hard cock penetrating him, stretching him, filling him, and his body ached for it.

The wolf sank his fangs into Cherry’s neck, the pointed tips of the teeth pressing into the spaces between Cherry’s vertebrae. The sensation was both terrifying and exhilarating; this powerful monster could dust him in the space of a breath. Steadying himself, the wolf forced his cock slowly into Cherry’s tight cunt, inch by throbbing, agonizing inch.  Cherry moaned and mewled, but he didn’t struggle. It felt so good that the pleasure overwhelmed him.

Cherry soon found himself on all fours on the forest path being pounded by the massive skeleton. He never expected the knot to fit into his tiny pelvic inlet, but the wolf snapped his hips and Cherry’s pussy suddenly expanded then closed around the knot. He could feel both cock and knot throbbing inside of him, and his worries melted away as ecstasy tingled like an electric current through his bones.

A different kind of pressure built in the small skeleton’s abdomen. His pussy clamped down around the wolf’s cock, and they came together. Cherry squirted then fell limp and spent in the wolf’s arms while the larger skeleton emptied his seed, cock pulsing, into Cherry’s willing body. The sheer volume of the wolf’s cum caused Cherry’s stomach to swell, but he held all of it, much to the wolf’s surprise and delight.

Picking up Cherry’s clothing, both clean and soiled, the wolf carried him to a more secluded spot in the forest. Curling protectively around the smaller skeleton, the wolf fished around in the basket for a towel to clean him off.

“feelin’ better?” asked the wolf, draping a blanket over both of them.

“mm-hmm,” murmured Cherry, tucking himself against the wolf’s ribcage.

“i didn’t go too far this time?”

“nuh-uh,” responded Cherry drowsily.

This was the best part of their Little Red Riding Hood roleplay sessions- falling asleep in his big bad wolf’s loving embrace, all tuckered out and relaxed from a thorough fucking.

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DAY TWENTY-SEVEN | INDEX | DAY TWENTY-NINE

[jndwtt]

So, I was trying to write porn. Like, a two pages porn without plot at all. Therefore what I now have is 19000 words of an HP/TMR Professor/student (sort of) Muggle University AU, and I have not even arrived to the sex part yet.  WTF is wrong with my brain? Also, at this point the story has a deep emotional plot filled with angst and dealing with anxiety and depression, and if things continue the way they are will feature a heavily dub-con/sometimes obviously con/ mostly confused Harry relationship centred on power imbalance featuring daddy king, spanking and potentially infantilism and omorashi.  Also, I have vaguely the idea that this story should be followed by a Ten Year later sequel that would be about Harry having solved his anxiety and depression issues, now being a fully functional adult that can and will stand on his own two feet, renewing his relationship with Riddle on a perfectly equal footing while still enjoying playing the power imbalance thing in bed. So, no idea what will happen to that, but I have been steadily writing it for about a week, so. 

[hpcestfest]

HP Cest Fest 2024: Fic ☕️📖

A Beach Day for Draco

Author: ??? Prompt #: 61 Ship: Lucius Malfoy/Draco Malfoy Rating: Explicit Wordcount: 1500

Warnings/Tags: Underage | father/son incest, parent/child incest, extremely underage, omorashi, Watersports, somnophilia, piss tasting, piss kink, dead dove: do not eat, cumshot, cum and piss with sunscreen

Summary: Lucius takes Draco to the beach and in urgency finds something more pleasurable than his feet buried in the cool sand. {Draco is in a swim diaper, age left up to reader}

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