#its crazy thoguh

[hcdgepcdge]

bwahhh sorry about the absence today, im just too eepy. i'll try and be here tomorrow

[ruegaymeow]

accurate sigchuu is where sigma is absolutely super defensive arnd chuuya and chuuya is js wondering why the dude is staring so hard

[wickjump]

i really dont like cream because i think it literally messes up cross’ entire development as a character and would not be healthy for him. i am so sorry cream loving mutuals but this is on the MIND. a lot of cream neg ranting below cut

i just. primarily don’t like cream because cross always falls under power imbalances. he needs an equal in his life rather than someone he will deem as above him, someone whose aura canonically directly affects him and influences how he feels about dream. he would canonically struggle to dislike dream despite how he wants to because dream’s aura literally shoves comfort down his throat, even if dream doesn’t intend that. there is an old comic about exactly that. dream’s aura is not what ‘made’ cross love him, but it would influence how cross feels about him and would urge him to stay if he ever wanted to leave.

but honestly the thing that drives me crazy the most is how in SO MANY (as in, like, most nowadays) interpretations dream is shown as cross’ knight in shining armor, his angel, his savior. someone cross reveres. dream is his ethereal lover and cross is someone who cannot compare, in his mind.

but what cross needs is an equal, and characters like dream (or nightmare) have such a big power imbalance between them and him. dream is the guardian of positivity, he will outlive cross for likely hundreds of years and cross is aware of this, and the mindset that he’s only a temporary lover would mess him up a bit too. and again i really really hate seeing cross reduced to dream’s anything. dream’s soldier, especially dream’s dog (note that i love dogboy cross but combined with the power imbalance and how cross often is shown to view dream as someone above him it feels yucky to have cross be dream’s dog)

cross’ entire story is about him becoming his own separate person! being with equals and not surrendering to those with more power over him and instead fighting back!! this is also why i like ships like crepic and kross and recently whatever color x cross is called a lot better. because they’re equals to him. and he sees them as equals, too.

cream is. fine to ship. its just not my thing. crossmare also isnt because of the same reason. in a bad sanses setting he would view nightmare as his superior, hell, he even calls nightmare ‘boss’ in these kinds of settings a lot of the time when with a romantic relationship established between them. nightmare owns him. even in a fanon setting where nightmare doesn’t beat the shit out of everyone, nightmare still holds cross’ life in his hands. cross has nothing in return.

in aus where nightmare and dream are made to be equals (such as modern aus) i can see ships with them! the pet peeve isn’t as present. still don’t like cream thoguh im sorry as a cross obsessor it’s just not something i think he would be healthy in,, he’s gotta have an equal not someone he views as above him which he always will because that’s how he was raised and trained to be his whole life.

him fighting to be free from that cycle only to just fall back in the position of being under someone again, REGARDLESS of how comforting or good they make him feel while he is, isn’t healthy for him. they can be excused as fine because dream is loving and kind to him and cross is very receptive to it, and it does help him with some things, but cross can’t handle constantly being around that. i hate that this is always ignored. i hate that cross being reduced to something someone owns, dream’s dog, Dream’s soldier, Dream’s, is just constantly a thing that people are totally chill with. no matter how much Dream could insist they’re equal, Dream isn’t, case closed. he is immortal and cross isn’t. if Dream lives for thousands of years there’s a likely chance he’ll enter another relationship a while after cross dies. cross would be aware of this. cross would be aware that the multiverse reveres dream and would feel a duty to feel the same. dream is a guardian, and cross can’t even fully free himself from his father’s control.

idk i just think cross should not be in relationships with people who have power over him, at least not as much as dream/nm do. it makes me sad because i like cross a lot and him being in relationships with people above him, no matter how nice they are or how reassuring they are, is not something he would ever be able to healthily handle or accept. he was raised to have an inferiority complex about himself and he will continue to have that unless he is surrounded by equals who support him in fixing that and don’t fuel it, even without wanting to.

but honestly tho overall ship what u like. hell if i care these guys ain’t real. u do u man. plus a lot of cream art is cute. it’s just a pet peeve of mine :’)

[ohodie]

my camp half blood oc ^_^

YALL SHES ADORABLE

her name is odette van schmidt and she’s a child of dionysus 😇

her story is actually rlly funny tbh. makes me crack up a bit. so here it is

basically dionysus met her mum (a rich socialite) at a party she was throwing for the opening of an art gallery, and it was getting late so everyone was going home. odettes mum looked over at dionysus and was like ‘omfg these old geezers r soooo boring. wanna hit the club?’ and dionysus was like ‘have my baby’ SO SHE DID.

9 months later she gave birth to odette van schmidt: the lying, unstable (possible future addict), drama queen JOY of dionysus.

by the time odette turned 14, her mum was like ‘right. this girl needs to get her ass to boarding school’ bc she could not stop CAUSING A RUCKUS. she was a menace during important parties and events- not because she wasn’t good at parties; but because they weren’t fun. while her mum agreed with her, she had grown out of her party girl phase and had to settle down.

well, odette didn’t fight her mums decision to send her to boarding school. after all, that’s where the craziest shit happens, doesn’t it? especially in new york.

so imagine this: odette van schmidt, the pretty girl with weird eyes and designer clothes CHOWING DOWN ON SPECIAL BROWNIES WITH HER ROOMMATE WHO LOOKS LIKE HOMELESS MAN IN A PRETTY GIRLS BODY.

odette could NOT stop getting into trouble. always sneaking off with her friends, partying her weekends away. by the age of 15 she had developed a pretty bad habit of taking a shot of vodka every sunday morning to get through the preachy ass mandatory services.

odettes mum had enough when she found out her daughter wasn’t taking her meds everyday at 8:00, and was instead lighting up at 4:20.

odettes mum had to call her baby daddy and tell him to pick her up for the summer. odette heard this call, and jumped to the conclusion she was getting sent to REHAB. so she ran.

she ran fast and fast and fast and fast. all the way from manhattan to queens.

ofc odette always saw weird shit. but she just always chalked it up to sleep deprivation, adhd, maladaptive daydreaming, and later in her teens: drug induced hallucinations.

after walking around new york aimlessly for 3 hours to escape rehab, her mum gave her a call.

“hey odette… can you come back home? bc ur lowkey a demigod and I WONT SEND YOU TO REHAB BABY IM SORRY I WONT ITS FINE YOU WERE ONLY SMOKING WEED ITS OKAY BABY-”

BOOM. hellhound right in the middle of the dingiest 7/11 in all of queens.

odette booked it- already terrified by what her mum said, and even more so by this terrifying dog thing.

she ran down at alleyway, hoping to escape the gross mangy dog, but she wasn’t fast or sharp enough to lose it or outsmart it. the hellhound attacked her from behind, ripping through the back of her shirt and leaving a scar that ran across the length of her back.

like that shit was BIG. like, from her neck down to her hipbone.

odette was vengeful thoguh. she was more angry than she was in pain, so she took out her pocketknife and started stabbing and punching that thing away. LIKE. HOW WOULD THAT EVEN PROTECT HER FROM A HELLHOUND??? but then the mutt started chasing its tail and howling like crazy, making it easier to put it down like an old dog.

and poof.

into thin air.

“alright what the fuck”

so there she lay- sitting and panting and wheezing in an alleyway, bleeding out. so she decided to pray,

“god i’m sorry for drinking on sundays! i’m sorry for using bible pages to roll! i’ll do anything to make it up to you!”

“girl, it’s fine.”

all of a sudden, there was this middle aged guy in front of her with the same eyes as her and the worst fashion sense she’d ever seen.

“i didn’t know jesus shopped at h&m…”

“jeez, you sound like ur mother.”

after 10 awkward seconds of silence, odette passed the fuck out. bc her back is a war zone. obviously.

when she woke up the next day, she was at the most rank hospital she’d ever been to. but all the doctors were cute. they were all blonde and spoke like poets and had such gentle hands. but they were wearing the most atrocious orange shirts.

good thing I’VE got STY-

odette looked down at herself. “are you fucking kidding me.”

orange was not her colour. it was purple.

after she got all healed up, two blonde 13 year olds who looked just like her arrived at the infirmary. “hiiiiii welcome to rehabbbbbbb”

“oh my god i’m actually going to kill myself”

castor and pollux eventually cleared up mostly everything about camp (after fucking around with their new older sister a bit more, of course), and proceeded to take her to get some food in her tall ass stomach.

she ate. and then she ate a bit more. and then she complained. and then she asked if her mum has her ‘crazy meds’. and then she asked for new clothes. and then she called her mummy and asked her for new clothes or perfume or anything. and then she walked over to the big house to complain about something again.

and as soon as she walked through the doors, screaming about how she can’t party with a torn up back- she was claimed.

“oh my gods odette. we have your stuff. its fine. it’s cool. you’re my daughter btw. and no drinking at camp.”

“… why would my mum fuck a guy who shops at h&m?”

“I DO NOT SHOP AT H&M, I AM A GOD-“

odette blanked. she wasnt really good at faces. much better with names. that’s what u get for being a history buff who can’t make eye contact i guess.

“… which one, sorry?”

“… dionysus?”

“oh. that checks out.”

[aidontdraw]

So blahblahblah, Kishimoto was clearly writing Naruto as he was going. Like as soon as the audience leaned something about the world, Kishimoto also learned that thing.

But like, he clearly doesn't understand how humans interact with eachother, and its shown in the introduction scene. Because who is this scene for?

Its not for the characters. Naruto, Sakura, and Sasuke have been in the same class for 6-7 years at this point. They don't need to introduce themselves to eachother. They dont learn anything about Kakashi.

Its not for the audience. We were already introduced to Team Seven in the previous chapter. We know who Naruto is, and what he wants. We know who Sakura is, and what she wants. We know who Sasuke is, but not really what he wants. We don't know who Kakashi is, and we don't learn that here.

Kakashi barley learns anything about them. Besides the fact Sakura is a normal pre-teen. Naruto likes ramen. Sauske still isn't over his family's massacre. Which is all no-shit things.

The only thing the audience gets introduced to is the idea of Sasuke's goal.

Which while Kakashi seems to know who hes talking about neither Naruto or Sakura do. That borders on being a plot hole, because Sasuke would have gone to class the day after the worst day of his life. The massacre happened 5 years ago. These people went from having a bunch of Uchiha Police Officers walking around to Zero.

You're telling me Sasuke went around keeping his one person murder list to himself for 5 years?

It doesn't introduce the idea of team work. Its almost a waste of half a chapter.

Honestly this day for them(I'm guessing the times):

- 9am go to school

- 9:15 Sasuke and Naruto kiss.

- 10-12 get teamed up

- 12-1 Crazy Lunch Adventure(Hokage and Kakashi break into Naruto's house for a casual conversation)

- 1-2 wait for their teacher

- 2pm, have a 15 minute conversation with their new teacher/squad leader

- Go Home

This whole day could have been an email.

Then we get the tidbit that their school already went over survival training. We know they had combat training. And jutsu training. But during their test, and future missions, we see almost none of that training in action. These kids should have spent the last 7 years of their lives going to a school together to learn how to do this job. They should be familiar with a lot of things, but especially working on 3 man teams.

But we get to another plot hole/world building issue, which is even thoguh this seems to be the standard in their training. The kids were suprised to learn they were going into 3 man teams.

You can also see this with the Chunin Exam, where even thoguh this is a yearly exam that brings in Nobels to bet on child death matches, the kids entering them dont know what they are...

The Konoha Education System is leaving all of these children behind.

The only non distopian reason is technically Sakura doesn't come from a ninja family. So there are things that she wouldn't have easy access to. Even thoguh she was in the top 5 of their class. And Naruto and Sasuke had to rase themselves from young ages. So they have zero parental/adult guidance.

Still their school should have taught them basic things.

[icravemusicx0x0]

rating music please don't hurt me #20 | lil boat 3.5 - lil yachty

every five entries, i will look into a significant (not always a masterpiece) album from the past (totally not a stolen idea). today we're going to talk about lil yachty's album lil boat 3.5.

lil boat 3.5 marks an interesting end to the lil boat trilogy. the two first album, lil boat 1 and 2, were an unexplainable mess during my first glance of listening, but i may not go further talking about this because i haven't got a full experience with the two pieces yet. to be honest, lil boat 3.5 is a little bit underrated, and i mean a little bit because the album is more tolerable than the two first albums, but still in a messy and unpolished fashion.

please note that i'm rating lil boat 3.5, which is the deluxe version of the original album lil boat 3. 8 new songs were added in the deluxe bundle of lil boat 3.5, they are alright, but it doesn't improve the overall quality of the album that much.

the new production style improves the album by a decent amount, and fortunately for me, it just really fits my taste alright. the production was the thing that hooked me up, but it also was the thing i feel gray about, because its kind of repetitive. the production is very energetic and fun to listen, its so crazy it made me dumbfounded, but is a hot mess sometimes.at least they can make the retro-ass synth better? but hey they hooked me up so thats a point.

this is yachty philosophy in lil boat 3.5: guest-list in front and im in the back. every got a great spotlight in the verse, except for oliver tree because how would you even let him in your album, yachty?

overall, the new album is interesting and tasty to bite the least, but that's only in my opinion. in a retrospective view, the album is yet quite messy and tasteless, and goofy, like on crack. its not boring thoguh even so its an career-defining album from the artist and will lie in his legacy, and yes it will be an interesting one.

this album may not be in your favorites, but it will be in my 'wtf is this bullshit i love this' list.

underrated gem(s): lil diamond boy - its a criminal fact that this song is so unpopular, LIKE ITS SO GOOD, t.d - every guest ate and left no crumbs, if there is crumbs it is prob lying on lil yachty deadass, westside - no comment its just not bad and not not good.

tracks that i rec listening: flex up - hello lgbtq community especially the lesbian couples from the ghetto who is a rage rap fan, coffin - i really like this repeating and hard hitting beat into the verse, charmin, just how i'm feelin', in my stussy's, top down - roblox sim game ahh beat idk, split/whole time - i went so insane when the smooth transition happened SKJDKJF, pardon me - this song will always be catchy asf, demon time, can't go, oprah's bank account - love this and drake maybe uhhhhhhhh, range rover sports truck, lemon head - throughout the song is a repetitive sample that plays like you're using that one electronic somewhat midi piano on garage band that plays the sample in tune when played.

worst track: certified - the synths are horrible, there are tracks as rubbish as this but it is explainable to be on top of this monstrosity

overall score 6.3/10 - this is all opinion so pls no hate

listen to the album here:

[aidontdraw]

Its definitely exaggerated, and if it wernt for the samurai, all of Sasuke's murders would be justified.

Orochimaru (man's not allowed 200ft near an elementary school)

Itachi (bassicly committed suicide)

Danzo (is the reason Sasuke's family is dead)

Which is why the samurais murder is so important to showing Sasuke's mental state at the time. Even when working with Orochimaru, Sasuke took down an entire army with out landing a single fatal blow. Shortly after making new friends with Taka, he instructs them not to murder people, and they don't. It's not until Sasuke joined "Madara" did he start killing randos. Their death is to showcase he is not in his right mind. (it was also a way to move the plot forward)

However, he did still murder innocent people in a neutral state. Which is not the best thing to do. Even thoguh they were specifically faceless unnamed unknown characters.

AND, Sasuke didn't murder as many people as he wanted to. Not because he didn't want to kill people, but because he lacked the skill to do so. (or the other character had plot armor)

So obviously the first contender is Naruto himself. If Naruto didn't have Kyuubi, he would have been dead at the Valley of the End fight. There's no question about that one, a Chidori to the chest is a finishing move on anyone who's not a main character.

Then there is Killer Bee, if everything went to his plan, Killer Bee would have been dead when he gave the man to the Akatsuki. He failed that mission, so it didn't happen.

You can also put the entire Gokage Summit, or even just the Kazekage and Raikage, in this catagory. He is trying to murder the Raikage and Kazekage for interference. Every move did was a killing blow for anyone with out plot armor. Sasuke opts for a tactical retreat when he realized he couldn't. Especially if he still wanted to kill Danzo.

Then there's also Karin, Sasuke instructed Sakura to murder her if she wanted to join him. He also didn't care for her life when it came to killing Danzo. (If Sakura wasn't an med-nin, Karin probably would have died.)

Then there's also Sakura, when she hesitates murdering Karin, Sasuke tries to kill her.

You can also assume he was trying to kill Kakashi for interference, before he and Naruto had a gay moment.

I think there are a few other people that fall under this catagory, where Sasuke clearly tired to kill them himself... It just didnt happen.

Then there's the Valley of the End, again. He is trying to kill Naruto, again. Sasuke failed, again. This is also where he says his own crazy plan for the earth if he successed at killing Naruto.

You could technically also count the entire ninja world for his attempted murder list, because Sasuke was aiding in the Akatsuki's plan. Honestly thoguh he wasn't that great help in their plan, and was more of a hindrance. Although, he was kinda the reason Kabuto joined. So he was a help there.

While both Sasuke and the Akatsuki wernt successful, thousands of unknown ninja did die from the war. Sasuke's involvement was minimal, I'll put a few of thoes bodies on his tab. He is inadvertently responsible for their death.

So it's not really that Sasuke didn't have the desire to kill people, he just lacked the ability to do so. Kishimoto wanted to keep him in the realm of redemption. So he kept Sasuke's actual murder count down as much as possible. But a lot of fans still count the attempts of murder for Sasuke's Murder Rampage, because it's not his fault they all had plot armor.

I kinda wished Sasuke did kill more people. It would be so intresting to see what would have happened.

It's actually insane to me that he wasn't invited to join the Pain Assult on Konoha. Honestly, it's almost a plot hole to me that Sasuke wasn't there.

Sasuke did "capture" Killer Bee before the Pain Assult happened, and he was promised if he did that they would help him destroy Konoha. So, imagine if Pains plan was successful, and he didn't bring all thoes people back to life, and Sasuke found out.

I'd be pissed, like, "What do you mean you couldn't wait for me to join you? I was promised I could destroy Konoha if I brought you this guy. Well here's this guy. And where's Konoha, already destroyed." *Killer Bees body poofs away* "Okay well my point still stands."

But imagine if Sasuke was there, and Naruto had to fight Sasuke and Pain at the same time. If Sasuke was genuinely apart of a plot to destroy Konoha, instead of just the one guy. That's drama. That's hard to come back from.

is it just me or are the rumours of sasuke's murderous nature quite literally greatly exaggerated?! 😭☠️ like my boy only licked down them samurais fr 😭 like am i missing something? if im forgetting some shit lemme know but can't basically every other kill be explained away with illness, suicide or that cockroach orochimaru simply coming back?? i personally would still count them all cuz i love him getting his lick back but let's be so serious. he was never offing niggas on a massive scale like ppl pretend. he didn't kill enough if you ask me 😹 like omg don't fight me cause ik how you girls like to tussle...he gets so much flack but wasn't gaara technically a serial killer lowkey at first? and don't @ me fr i genuinely adore gaara im just looking at the material djshsjsjj

[aphrorite]

-ˏˋ sweetheart diaries ˊˎ- #1 !! 🌷🌸🎀

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⋆ ✧₊ﾟmay 12th 2022 ☀️✨🌷 ⊹ɞ

today wasnt as bad as i thought itd b (,;; i could hrdly ge tout of bed becuas iw as super tired becau i was in acall last night n when i woek ip my bed was super cold ))): soo i endnedup getting out of bed aroun 720 but i still made it in time for school !!!!! 😆😋

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it was relly hot outsid too like high of 28 today???? ya i enjoye d it for a little bit but i wish it was jsut a little lesss cos its tooo hot and i dont hav sunglasses so i cant see 😠 cos too sunny. is pretty thoguh ileither way! <3

i wore a black pleated skirt, a white zip up turtleneck shirt, my vivenne dupe necklac (cos is too expensiv. also why buy it branded when i simply love the design and can diy it?!?! i heard it not rel gold )): ) , and later wore my af1 shadow that i accidntallg left at work (woopsi)

maths was rlly borin and four stduentd in my class were rlly annoying me ))): i odnt kno if its misophonia or somethin ? (my sister sai it migb tht) thoguh my classmate behind me woudlnt stop coughing n je did that every fiv second and it wa s hard 2 focus on trig cos of it ))): n t he n three student in corner of class woidlnt stop xackling and my music couldnt block it out . i wish i could hav a wuieter space to work cos that way i could focus easier , my music can only do so much !

speakin of music, im listening 2 undertale soundtrack again and im currently playing snowy from the spotufee . its really calming! ^^ i also like castle town, u can always come home, fallen down n home. ♡♡

 

work kinda bothered me ): im really stressesd n its making ym regresijnf involuntary. my ocd rlly lciked in when i was working w this one girl and i didnt know whehrer i was doinf a good job ); yeah shed say i did amazinf today bu… i wsjt s ur e cos our boss didnt seem so prohd of the boxes we got through,, we got thru 6 and had 7 left,,, almost half! hmph,,, i rllt odnt like my boss sjdhhs and im still sad cos my favourit employee and closest frien there brooklyn quit ): i didnt get her contac info so idk if ill ever see her again,, tho at lest she get make bank ag toher plac ! good on her. hehe 💸

i had pizza for dinnnerrr omg!!’nn nn n i got to choose what toppin this time it was MY PICCCCKKKK i so happy bout dwat. it didnt look as good as i thoguht cos i mae mistake of extra chees ebht it yummy in my tummy so is ok. yum yum chicken onion mushroom bacon cheese pizza aarhrhjfj deliciohsose

went on 2 walk with my sister ! played project sekai w her and watched her do a blender animation for her sims 4 char <3 i liv giving my cat roscoe cuddles hes so cute ! hhmm i cleaned me room again im really proud <3 (good job me, i did it!) drank some more water,, i SHWOERED OMG i m so proud,,, did some PAINTING HOMEWORK TOO AHHHHHHHHHH WHAT?????? CRAZY OMG,, DIDNT NAP TOO !! GLUED MY MOSIAC !! even tho nap is ok when i nap it too long ): SPENT TIME W MY CAT !! BUT OMG I ALSO WATCHED SONIC X FOR THE FIRST TIME AND IT TOTALLY EVOKED SO MUCH NOSTLAGIA BC WHEN I LITTLE LITTLE I LOVE DRAWIN AMY ROSE N SONIC ON MSPAINT AND IT WAS SO COOL AND CHEESY AND I LOV IT URGRHRH I HAVENT TOUCB NETFLIX IN SO LONG AAHH n i also WORK ON THIS BLOG !!!! all at break i was teyna see othe rpol blog and how it work n now i think its ,, making me feel heard and less stressed even tho i am only half regressing or agw dreaming . i also meditated while looking for some pfps and so infeel so transformed ! i also browsed aliexpress a lot today KDDJJSJFSHBD

i hav a math test tomorrow , work , n prob more hoemwoek so im stress BUT TOMOROW NEW DAY AND I DID LOTS TODAY AND AM PROUD. but i also should sleep earlier,,, is 138

bye bye diary for now. i luv u . bear say bye too 👋 🧸

╭┈─────── urs truly, ࿐ ˊˎ-

╰┈➤ sweetheart xx

[07170]

cherry thanks for tagging me kind of i know it is hard

1. do you make your bed?

umm no unles im cleaning my room or i washed the befdding but its nice

 2. whats your favorite number?

23 cuz it calms me or i like 7 too because its my dadsfavorite number

3. what is your job?

i dont have a job🙄

 4. if you could go back to school, would you?

well i am in school right now technically so i guess so!!!!!

5. can you parallel park?

barely❤️ i hardly know how to drive but i CAN do ti.

6. a job you had that would surprise people?

never had a job but once my aunt said shed pay me to diet xD

7. Do you think aliens are real?

yes and to be honest i thinkn they are on earth

8. can you drive a manual car?

i have never trie dbut im sure i coud figure it out if you left me alone for a hour

9. whats your guilty pleasure?

i like nicotine a good amounrt and i love movies.. dont tell

10. tattoos?

yep i have oneb on my finger and its the venus/girl sign ithink i want ot cover it up cuz it was originaly to make me feel bad

11. favorite color?

i like them all a lot tyring to convicne myself i like blue thoguh

12. Favorite type of music?

i like to dance aroudn so music i can do that to

13. things that people do that drive you crazy?

Wgen people floss or clip there nails. IN PUBLIC@!!!!!!! what the fuck is wrong with some of you.........

14: do you like puzzles?

yes i think there fun but i easilty get burned out

15. any phobias?

bugs that fly and nos edive you. jesus

16. favorite childhood sport?

i didnt do this

17. do you talk to yourself?

Yea so mcuh but im bad company so it sucks a little

18. What movies do you adore?

SCOTT PILGRIM... super bad and moonrise kingfdom. i like the stupid ones so much

19. Coffee or tea?

coffe yumm i like iced tea a lot toothough

20. first thing you wanted to be when you grew up?

like a veternarian or famous... ojk crazy

THANK U  for tagging me in dis cherry i think you did i cannt remember. anyways i tag @soulfriends @ickybb but you can skip if u want

[domitxnate]

Scene Auction - Nate and Rachel

Who: Nate Lynn and Rachel Berry @tinkerstarberry

What: Scene Auction

Where: Court Yard

When: Saturday, June 8th

Notes: Humiliation, anal, denial, oral, slut shaming, watersports, heavy language.

After meeting quickly with Rachel, Nate tied up her hair in a high ponytail, stripped her and placed a collar with a leash around her neck. He prepared her a bit by working a lubed plug into her ass and the both drank plenty of water. He made sure her makeup was nice and thick, thoguh he had to explain to her what he wanted as his dominant hand was out of commission for something as fine tuned as eyeliner. He put together a bag with other things he might find necessary and was looking everything over as she knelt in front of him. "Alright, my little slut, ya ready?"

Everything Nate had done so far had been impressive, from their very first conversation up until that moment. Their preparation, however simple it was, help build her anticipation for the scene, to the point it couldn't possibly get any higher. When she first submitted her idea for the auction, Rachel was admittedly afraid that people wouldn't be interested at all in her idea, or worse, that the Dominant who won it wouldn't be up to her very high standards, but as she knelt in front of Nate, plug deliciously placed in her ass, bladder full, and a light breeze hitting her exposed body, she knew she'd lucked out. "I'm ready, Sir," she nodded, "please let me be a good slut for you."

He pulled his shirt off, just keeping his athletic shorts on for ease fo the situation and held the leash tight in his hand. He gave it a firm tug, making sure it was tight enough around her neck and useful to him. "Ya will certainly be a good little slut for me. Now, come," he said, tugging th eleash once again to have Rachel crawl out of his room and out into the court yard with him. It was still early yet, but there were a few stragglers who stopped to watch Nate lead the crawling girl out to the middle of the court yard. "Stand, whore," he barked, pulling her up by the collar until she was on her feet. "Spread your legs and bend over," he ordered, walking up behind her and rubbing over her ass, giving it a few quick slaps.

As she crawled, Rachel couldn't help but notice the few eyes that were on her, watching her close, making a shiver going down her spine. The girl loved being on stage, any stage, and that wasn't any different; all she had to do now was to give the performance of a lifetime. When Nate gave her the orders, she quickly obeyed, wanting for nothing more than to please the Dominant, as some snickering from the audience made its way to her ears. "Yes, Sir," Rachel spoke softly, politely, raising her ass to show off her roles to the man. By then, her pussy was already uncomfortably wet.

A few more slaps brought yips from the girl's throat as he rubbed his hand over the pinkened flesh. His and reached between her legs, chuckled as he felt the arousal coat his fingers. "Well look at that," he moaned, "ya this turned on? Drippin' little mess of a whore," he moaned. He worked his fingers slowly in and over of her, the other hand running underneath her, pushing against her abdomen.

Rachel let her head drop as he handled her body as he wished. She was so horny at that point, so willing, she was ready for Nate to do anything he wanted to her. The brunette bit her lip, swallowing hard at his final word. "Yes, Sir, I'm a messy whore," she spoke shyly, looking to the side to watch a few more people stopping by to watch the scene. She let out a loud moan, "please don't stop touching me. I need this so bad."

Hearing her words, his good hand left from between her legs and moved up to the front of her throat, gripping against it and the collar. “Oh ya need it, huh?” He growled against her ear. “Does your needy little pussy need attention? Ya gonna be a good little slut for me? Show all these people that you’re nothing but a dirty little whore?” With the end of his words he let go, moving his hand to her pelvis again, pushing tight against it.

Rachel yelped once the Dominant's hand found her throat, instinctively pushing her body back to feel more of his body against her own. She nodded weakly at his questions as her legs began to shake with want. "Please, Sir. I can't wait anymore. I'll be a good whore, I'll show everyone," Rachel rolled her hips against his hand, adding even more begging to her plea. "Use my slutty body, show them what it's good for," this time she spoke louder, hoping to make herself heard by everyone watching them.

He moaned as her body reacted to him, rolling and rutting against him in anyway it could. "You'll get what I give ya and you'll thank me for it," he growled again, slapping his hand against  her dripping wet folds. "I'll use this body when and how I want," he agreed, another slap against her pussy. He bent down a moment, grabbing a bottle of water from his back and returning behind her, holding it up to her lips. "Drink it."

Each slap drew another whimper out of Rachel, feeling more and more seduced by his roughness as he continued to abuse her. "Yes, Sir, I understand. I'll thank you," she spoke obediently. As the girl drank the water he gave her, she couldn't help but squirm, thinking about the position she was in and what was about to come. She felt exposed and weak and slightly uncomfortable and all of that felt so good. So she closed her eyes, absorbing all those feelings as she tried to drink down every last drop of water Nate offered.

He helped her drink every bit, tapping at her pelvis again before dropping the bottle and moving the plug in her ass. He spent some time twisting it and moving it in and out of the girl’s tight hole. A few more onlookers showed up and it was time to pick things back up a notch and he pushed two fingers hard into her pussy, thrusting them fast in and out of her. “Let’s hear it whore. Cmon, show em all what a needy, dirty slut ya are.”

Rachel bit hard her own lip when Nate toyed with the plug in her ass, wanting for nothing more than for him to never, ever stop. Her asshole was a weakness of her that she wouldn't mind for the Dominant to keep exploring. When his fingers finally entered her, she had to hold on to him for leverage or risk melting to the ground. "I'm a worthless whore," she started weakly, between moans. "My slutty holes are for you to use in every dirty way you can think of. This is the only thing I'm good for..." another long, loud moan, "I need everyone to know that I'm nothing but a dirty slut for you."

He continued thrusting his fingers inside Rachel, faster and harder, listening to the splash of her arounsal agaisnt his fingers. As her body reacted, his casted hand wrapper around her, using this time to press hard against her bladder. "Keep those legs spread, ya fucktoy," he moaned, moving his fingers out to give her pussy several hard smacks again. "Listen to that," he said, repeating the slaps, "hear how wet your stupid little cunt is, hmm? Just a drippin' body, wanting to be filled with cock. All ya want is cock, don't ya? Stupid little slut," he said, bending her over at her waist so her own body pressed against her bladder again. He moved in front of her, dropping his shorts to expose his long, thick length, but remained only a step away. "This? This is what ya want?" he teased, stroking himself slowly just out of her reach.

She was completely at his mercy, moaning louder and louder for everyone to hear as he abused her pussy. It was too much and not nearly enough, all at the same time and it was driving her crazy in the best way possible. "Wet for you, Sir. My stupid cunt is all yours to play with." Rachel had to grip his arm tightly when he pressed against her full bladder, already having a hard time controlling it given all the attention her body was receiving. It'd be only a matter of time before her humiliation grew greater still. When he finally exposed his cock, the girl almost lost control, almost reaching out to touch it but pulling back at the last second. "Please, Sir. Your cock is so beautiful, I need it in every slutty hole I have. I need to be covered in your cum. Please," she begged, her eyes never leaving his thick length even for a second.

He moaned loudly as he heard her beg, his cock just inches away from her mouth, teasing her with it for several minutes. “Mmm first things first, ya little piss whore. Open that mouth and take whatever I put in it,” he ordered. Once her mouth was open, he moaned as his stream released, splashing into her mouth and against her face. The piss dripped down her chin and against her breasts as he sprayed her until he was empty. He grabbed her ponytail to move her face up towards him, face wet and make up starting to run. “Now what do ya say? I just gave ya glorious piss and a dirty slut like ya needs to be thankful don’t ya?”

When the words 'piss whore' left the Dominant's mouth, Rachel knew exactly what would be coming and it was nearly enough to make her orgasm on the spot. She gladly opened her mouth as wide as she could, offering herself up to him. The girl could never get tired of the feeling of warm piss hitting against her skin and filling her mouth; she truly was a piss slut, and before she knew she was gulping down everything he gave her and opening her mouth up again for seconds, darting her tongue out and leaning forward as a silent beg for more. By that point she was already a mess — drenched pussy, ruined make up, and covered in piss, but she still needed more. She was a desperate cockslut. "I love your piss,  Sir. Thank you so much for using this piss whore. I'll do anything to please you, anything."

He hummed as he looked over her ruined face, her reactions and moans making his length twitch with anticipation. He watched her tongue try to chase it, pulling it slightly away to watch her face become needy for him. "Dirty fucktoy wants the cock?" he teased with a laugh. "Anything to please me, hmm?" With his hand still on her ponytail he pulled her closer, shoving his cock into her mouth. "Suck it, whore. C'mon, show me what a whore you are for cock. Keep those legs spread and hands away from that cunt. Don't ya piss or cum unless I let ya, Understood?" he asked, pulling her off by her hair so she could answer, then shoved his dick back into her mouth

Rachel could hear a small cheer from the crowd that had gather ed around them when the Dominant forced his cock into her mouth, she could see one or two of them using their phones to record her, but at that very moment, none of that mattered. Rachel was so fucking glad to be finally sucking cock that nothing else in the world mattered. And she did so eagerly, letting her tongue drag across his length, bobbing her head up end down, taking in as much of his cock into her throat as she could, thanks to her lack of gag reflex. "I understand, Sir. I won't cum or piss. Only if you let me." Rachel spoke quickly, just to get back to his cock, moaning loudly as she did.

"That's what I wanna hear slut," he moaned as she began sucking and slurping along his length. He looked up to see the phones out, posing himself to be out of the way so pictures and videos of her messy face could be easily thing. "See? That mouth is good for somethin," he said to a random onlooker as Rachel sucked along him. "Let's see just how good it is, hmm?" he said, holding Rachel's head still by the ponytail, thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth fast and hard. Her eyes started to water and run her make up. As he looked down at her he pressed his full, hard and long cock into her mouth, holding her on it for several moments, watching her face turn red and finally pulled her off it. "Look at that bitch, chokin' on cock. Such a slut for it ain't ya?"

It took everything in Rachel's power not to bring a hand to her pussy and touch herself as Nate spoke to the audience. He was right, this was what she was good for, pleasing cock and getting pissed on, nothing else. Her hands stayed where they were, on her thighs, her nails digging deep once the Dominant began to fuck her face at full force. The more abused she was, the more humiliated she was and messy she looked, the more she wanted to be a good slut for the cock in front of her, to the point that when he pulled back, she whined loudly, looking up at Nate, begging with her eyes. "Yes, Sir. I'm a pathetic little slut. I just want to have all my holes fucked by your big cock and be covered in your cum. It's the only thing I know."

"You're so pathetic," he growled, running his thumb over her lips and cheek, spreading more of the fluids against her skin. "Such a pathetic little fuck toy," he said again, shovign his cock back into her mouth hard and deep, watching the girl nearly chock on it. Some of the onlookers were cheering as Nate took her off it again, drool falling from her lips. "Stand up bitch," he ordered, pulling her up by her hair and leading her with the leash again towards a table. "Bend over," he said harshly, slapping against her ass again. "Keep those legs open whore," he ordered, pushing her against the table, pressing her full bladder against it.

Rachel made no effort to fight anything that Nate did to her. She simply took it obediently in hopes that he'd give her more of his cock in return. When she was forced to stand up and follow him, she could finally take a good look at all the people watching her, painfully aware she was still dripping with the Dominant's piss and her own drool. It only encouraged her. Rachel needed to show these people just how good of a cockslut she really was. She yelped again at the slap to her ass, pushing her ass up to give Nate and anyone else who wanted a good look at the toy in her asshole and her drenched pussy. When he pushed against the table however, she had to close her eyes, her knees giving out just slightly as just a little bit of piss dripped from her pussy. She wouldn't hold for long. "Sir, please..."

“Don’t ya dare bitch,” he warned, pressing her against the table a little harder while two fingers thrusted hard and deep into her core. “Ya hold it. I already feel your pathetic pussy drippin. Ya keep it held in until I tell ya, slut.” He continued to finger fuck her hard and fast, hitting anything deep inside her, making her ability to control herself much more difficult.

Rachel had to bit down her lip to keep herself from screaming when he pushed her harder against the table and forced his fingers into her pussy, her knees twisting to keep herself from losing control. "Sir, please, I can't", she begged her eyes watering, messing up her make up even further. "I can't hold it. Let me piss for you, please," she sobbed, her pussy clenching wonderfully against his fingers.

He moved his fingers to slap her inner thighs, “I said keep those legs apart, whore,” he bellowed before returning his fingers back to her Pussy. Her begs and cries were beautiful to him, listening as well to the crowd give their opinions. Some wanted to watch her beg more, be tortured further with a heavy full bladder. Others wanted to watch her piss all over herself. He removed his fingers again, pulling her by her hair and the leash again back into the middle of the crowd that had developed around them. “Alright then, ya wanna piss so bad, go ahead. Show everyone what I little piss slut ya are. Show em how ya can’t do somethin as simple as hold your bladder.”

Each slap, each word Nate used against her made Rachel even more desperate for more. It felt too good, too right to be nothing but a piece of meat to be used and humiliated by her Dominant. Being led to the middle of the crowd, the Submissive couldn't help but watch everyone who was there, paying close attention to her humiliation. It was like she was at the center of the stage, all lights on her as they waited for her big solo. This is where she belonged. "I'm so sorry, Sir," the last word came out only as a moan, as she finally let go, an almost orgasmic wave of pleasure taking over her body as she pissed herself for everyone to see. As the warm liquid ran down her leg and hit the floor, Rachel couldn't help but shut her eyes close, bucking her hips ever so often in a search for friction against her pussy that simply didn't come.

“You’re not sorry,” he growled, watching as the warm liquid splashed at her feet. “You’re just a little fuckin’ piss slut. Ya love people seein ya like this. Such a dirty little whore,” he moaned, slapping her ass even as she continued to empty her bladder. He pulled her head down, getting her to her knees and rubbing her face in it. “See that? See the mess ya made, ya fuckin animal?” He pushed her cheek against the piss soaked ground, her face dirty and soaked. “And I’m supposed to fuck that dirty pussy?” He asked, roughly tossing her head away and standing in front of her with his cock in her hand. “Ya better start beggin for what ya want, fucktoy. Or ima take this cock elsewhere and leave ya like the mess ya are.”

No, she wasn't sorry. Rachel was in heaven, being put in her place by the Dominant. It was everything she deserved for being such a pathetic whore. Another guttural moan left her lips as he pushed her face to the ground and rubbed against her own piss — she couldn't help but dart her tongue out, tasting herself as he humiliated her, like the dumb piss slut she was born to be. Rachel didn't make any effort to get off the ground as he pushed her away, knowing very well she belonged there, on her knees, naked and covered in piss. "Sir, please, I'll do anything, I need to feel your cock, please, I have to make you cum," her own orgasm wasn't even a concern at this point. It was all about pleasing her Dominant. "If my pussy isn't good enough for you, please use my ass. This dirty whore needs it so bad. I'll do anything. Anything."

Nate looked down at her, still stroking himself as the piss and dirt covered girl begged to be used even more. It was a beautiful sight and the onlookers made it even better. "Anythin' hmm?" he hummed, moving closer to tap his cock against her lips. "Your pussy is nothin' but a dripping mess and I don't think it's good enough for my cock," he spat, pulling his cock away. He drug her with the leash back to the bench, bending her over it again. He worked the plug out of her, spitting into the gape before slowly pushing himself inside her with a loud groan. "Goddman that ass," he moaned, "it's just dyin' to be stretched by a big cock, ain't it?" He gave her fleshy ass another spank as he started to work in and out of it. "Cmon whore, let's here how good this cock fucks your needy ass. Scream it!" he shouted, another slap to her ass echoing through the court yard.

Rachel's lips trembled as his cock touched her, the girl having to hold herself not to swallow it whole and disobey her Dominant. That was the perfect example of her current state — there was nothing she wanted more than cock and to please the man abusing her. Being dragged around the courtyard and bent over was a victory to Rachel. It didn't matter how much it hurt or how humiliated she was, if she was getting fucked, it was all that mattered. The loss of the butt plug would've been devastating if not for Nate almost immediately replacing it with his wonderful cock — finally. It didn't take long for Rachel to thrust her own hips back, fucking herself on the Dominant's hard dick. "Thank you so much, Sir... fuck... so big..." She would've screamed even if he hadn't hit her ass, even if he hadn't ordered her to, but the fact that he did both caused her to be even louder. "He's stretching me so well! I love his cock!" Rachel didn't hold back, it didn't matter who heard her, "Sir's fucking my slutty ass so good.... thank you for using my ass for your pleasure..."

"Look at that, such a little ass slut, ain't ya?" he growled as her ass went back against his body and he entered her completely. On goers were watching, cheering them on, some were pleasuring themselves at the sight of it all. "This is the best cock that ever fucked ya, ain't it bitch? No cock fucks that ass as good as this one." He groaned loudly as he started slaming into her harder and faster againt the bench.

"Yes, Sir. I'm nothing but a ass whore," Rachel agreed — it was absolutely true, and there was no denying it. Not with all the video proof people around her were gathering. And the more Nate fucked her, the more desperate she got for more. "Your cock is the only one that matters," she spoke weakly, her body hurting so deliciously against the bench she was pressed again. "My slutty asshole is yours to play with. It feels so good... The best I've ever had"

Nate pulled on the leash and hsi thrusts continued, hard and direct into her reddened ass. Listenin to her talk about his cock in all it's glory brought new excitment and need  through his body. "That's right, it's the only thing that matters. And it's the only thing ya ever want, ain't it bitch?"

There was barely any strength left in Rachel's body. She was practically limp, being forced against the bench as Nate continued to pound her asshole so masterfully. "Yes, Sir. I'm nothing but a whore for your cock. It's the only thing I can think about," her head dropped as she spoke, completely under the influence of the Dominant and his cock. "Are you gonna cum in my ass, Sir?  Are you gonna make it yours?"

The more he pounded into her, the closer his pending orgasm became. He could hear the bench knock against the ground covered only by his moans and Rachel's screams of pleasure. "That's right slut, such a whore for this giant cock." He moved deeper and deeper inside her, his pace racing and his breath hitching in his throat. "Fuck," he growled, "Nah, bitch, ya gonna wear my cum on your face and tits, where it belongs," he ordered, getting himself right to the edge before pulling out. "On your knees whore," he ordered, pumping his cock to its full release, listening to the cheers as he splashed her face and breasts with his milky seed.

At each thrust, Rachel could feel herself getting closer and closer to her own orgasm. It wasn't much, but the way her clit brushed against the bench, coupled with the Dominant's perfect cock moving inside her tight ass was driving her crazy. Or crazier than she already was by that point. When Nate pulled out from inside of her, however, she whined pathetically, quickly falling on her knees. All she could do was to open her mouth, darting her tongue out before the Dominant exploded, covering her in his wonderful cum. No, she didn't orgasm herself, but it didn't matter, this felt just as good. Rachel ran her tongue over her lips, gathering any cum she found there before swallowing with a long, loud moan. "Thank you for feeding your whore, Sir. You're delicious."

"Ya keep that on ya," he said, moaning loudly as he started to come down and, once again, moved her to against the bench. "Spread 'em whore," he ordered, reaching between her legs, rubbing his fingers over her dripping wet, swollen clit. "Jesus, feel how needy that pussy is? God, you're such a filthly little whore. What are ya good for, hmm? Holes, that's it. Just three holes for a big, thick cock to fuck." He knew she had to be close and his fingers continued to work her pussy hard. "C'mon bitch. Let's hear ya cum. Tell everyone who ya cummin' for."

As Nate continued to abuse her, Rachel herself wasn't there anymore — her presence was only physical. She nodded along with his words and spread her legs when he ordered her to, but her mind was virtually broken; she ran her fingers overs her own face, collecting as much cum and the little piss that was left there and brought it all to her mouth, moaning loudly as she did so. "Just holes for your cock, Sir. Nothing but a pathetic whore. Only thing I'm good for," the girl mumbled, still cleaning the cum off her fingers. It was impossible to resist to his fingers against her pussy, however, and she got close to her orgasm, she let out a scream of pleasure. "I'm cumming for you, Sir." Her legs were shaking, she couldn't take it anymore. "Thank you for letting this bitch cum. Thank you... thank you.." Rachel continued to repeat that until she finally gave away, cumming hard for the Dominant and for all the people who'd been watching.

Everyone cheered as Rachel came, some of them continued their own conclusions along the lawn. Nate continued with his fingers, hard and fast, until he was sure Rachel was finished, her body basically a lifeless thing at this point. Nate wrapped on arm around her middle to keep her up and slipped her down onto the bench slowly. He picked out the cloth he had in his bag to begin wiping her face. "Such a good girl," he said with a smirk. "So proud of ya. Did so good for me darlin'. Let's get ya back to the room, hmm?" he said, putting the back on his back before lifting Rachel into his arms like a cradle and began to leave the court yard.

Rachel came down from her high panting fast, and very aware of her current state. It didn't feel as good to have that many eyes on her, though the fact that the little chatter she managed to understand was praising her performance did help to lessen the blow.When Nate finally came with the piece of cloth to clean her up, she opened a shy smile, leaning into his touch. "Thank you, Sir," she spoke sincerely and much more calmly than she had just a few moments before. "You were quite amazing yourself. It was everything I wanted." Rachel wasn't half as strong and sure of herself as she was forcing her voice to sound, but the Dominant's softness definitely helped. Without saying another word, she let herself be carried, longing for a hot shower more than anything.