#Teachers Day 2023

[career-counselling-in-mumbai]

Celebrate Teachers' Day 2023 with us as we honor the educators who illuminate our paths with knowledge. This year, we acknowledge their unwavering commitment to nurturing minds and building futures. Dive into our Teachers' Day 2023 events, heartfelt tributes, and ways to convey your appreciation to these guiding lights.

[sirtbhopal]

Happy Teachers Day

[iifd]

Happy Teachers' Day!

The art of teaching is the art of assisting discovery.

On this special day, we honor the dedicated educators at IIFD who have not only imparted knowledge but also ignited the flames of creativity within us. Each one of you plays a pivotal role in our journey of self-discovery and artistic exploration.

As we celebrate Teachers' Day at IIFD - Indian Institute of Fashion & Design, let us express our heartfelt gratitude to the mentors who have shaped our artistic paths. Your belief in us has given us the confidence to reach for the stars and create extraordinary works of art.

Here's to the teachers who have not only enriched our minds but also touched our hearts. Your dedication is an inspiration, and your impact is immeasurable. Happy Teachers' Day!

[sageuniversitybpl]

Happy Teachers Day

[sofia-the-traveller]

Celebrating Our Guiding Stars: A Heartwarming Tribute on Happy Teachers' Day👩‍🏫

[first-digi-add]

Happy Teachers Day to All

Happy Teachers' Day, everyone! It has been a privilege to learn so much from you; I appreciate you for motivating me.

[its-poojagupta-shree]

Teacher's Day is a wonderful occasion to express gratitude and appreciation to the educators who play a vital role in shaping our lives. It's a day to honour their dedication, guidance, and unwavering support. While heartfelt words and gestures are always appreciated, presenting a thoughtful gift can be a meaningful way to convey your thanks. In this blog, we'll explore a range of creative and thoughtful gift ideas that go beyond the ordinary, helping you make your teachers feel cherished and valued on this special day.

[one-time-i-dreamt]

My old PE teacher wrote a knock-off Heartstopper and we all started a cult worshipping her until my parents got mad that I didn’t celebrate Mother’s Day and made me make a Mother’s Day poster for my mom.

[violet-1atte]

Kinktober Day Thirty: Professor/Student - Chan/Jeongin

Tags: Prof!Jeongin, student!Chan, age swap, age gap, taboo relationship, semi-public sex (office), thigh riding, blowjob

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Chan adjusted the strap of his bag on his shoulder and took a deep breath. He had read the label on the door at least three times already. Dr. Yang Jeongin. His music theory professor. And the man he had been pining after since he had started college the year before. Jeongin was one of the youngest professors at the university at thirty years old, and it was no secret that half of the student population had crushes on him. He was hot, and Chan was not going to deny that. He was included in the population that liked him after all. 

That was why he was so nervous. This was his first time coming to Jeongin’s office. And the worst part was, he did not have innocent motives. Sure, his grade in the class wasn’t that great and the recent homework he had gotten on music theory was too complicated for even the most seasoned musicians to understand, but that was not why he was there. He wasn’t there for help. He was there for Jeongin. 

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Chan clenched and unclenched his fists. He could do this. He had put a little more effort in his appearance today. He was wearing a pair of ripped skinny jeans that made his ass look amazing and a crop-top that showed off his hard-earned abs, and he had done a bit of smokey eyeliner. He thought he looked pretty good and he just hoped Jeongin thought so too. 

He finally knocked on the office door and heard Jeongin call, “Come in!” from the other side. A thrill passed through Chan’s body and he opened the door, stepping inside Jeongin’s office. Jeongin was sitting at his desk, flipping through some papers, and when Chan entered he smiled. “Chan-ah, come in! What brings you here?” Another thing that everyone loved about him was how nice he was. But Chan wasn’t hoping for niceties. 

He set his bag down and stretched a little bit. His top rose up, landing just underneath his pecs. “Ah, so you know how my grades are, yeah? And the new homework you gave us,” he started, trying not to sound as nervous as he felt. “I was just…I dunno, I just want to do good in the class, but I’m having a hard time.” He could do better if he really tried, but Jeongin was a huge distraction. Half the time he ended up staring at him instead of writing notes. And sometimes, he felt like Jeongin looked back. But he never wanted to assume. 

“Alright,” Jeongin said with a nod. “You’re right, your grades in this class aren’t…the best��, but you’re doing great in all your other classes.” Chan gulped. “Is there any particular reason you might be struggling in my class?” 

Someone in the hall giggled as they walked by and Chan’s heart raced. “I don’t know. I feel like I…might be getting a little distracted in class.” He tried to stifle his nerves as he looked Jeongin up and down. “And the material is more difficult to understand.” 

Jeongin met his gaze and adjusted his glasses. “Okay…distracted? By what, Chan-ah?” 

Chan loved when Jeongin said his name. It flowed off his tongue like honey. “I think you know, yeah?” he said, dropping his head a bit so that he could look at Jeongin through his lashes. Jeongin immediately caught on. He swallowed visibly and straightened up a bit. 

“Chan…” He said his name like a warning but Chan wasn’t listening. 

“I really need your help, Professor,” he said, pouting. “I want to be a good student.” 

Jeongin tongued his cheek and the action made Chan’s stomach swoop. “I’m your professor…I don’t…I don’t think this is appropriate.” 

Chan tilted his head innocently. “What? I’m just asking for help. I don’t get it.” He took a couple slow, deliberate steps towards Jeongin’s desk and placed his hands on the edge of it. 

“Don’t play that game. You know exactly what you’re doing,” Jeongin said, eyeing Chan pointedly. 

“That’s the problem, I don’t think I do. So tell me, please Jeongin-ssi, is there something I can do? Any extra credit I can do at all to bring my grade up?” Chan asked, continuing to play up his act. Jeongin’s gaze hardened and a shiver went down Chan’s spine. 

“I don’t think so,” he said, but there was some hesitance in his voice. Chan leaned in a bit and Jeongin’s breath hitched. Hook, line, and sinker. 

Chan’s top stretched across his chest as he leaned over his hands. He watched with giddy excitement as Jeongin’s eyes went from his face to his defined pecs and then back to his face like it was nothing. Oh he wanted him so badly. “Are you sure? There’s nothing at all?” 

“Chan-ah I can’t–” Jeongin wet his lips. “I can’t do that. Not for extra credit. That’s wrong.” 

He frowned and let out a little sigh. “Okay…but what if I want to do something whether extra credit is involved or not?” He looked Jeongin up and down and his stomach sparked with arousal at the way Jeongin’s breathing turned shallower. 

“I’m your professor. And I’m ten years older than you,” Jeongin stated, but it sounded like excuses in Chan’s ears. 

“I’m an adult and that doesn’t matter to me. Do you want it or not?” he asked. “I promise you won’t regret it.” 

Jeongin tongued his cheek and looked from Chan to the door and then back to Chan. He narrowed his eyes. “Chan-ah, shut the door. I want to discuss something important with you.” Chan’s eyes widened and his breath caught in his throat. He wasn’t expecting Jeongin to actually agree. He was expecting to get totally rejected and sent from his office with his metaphorical tail between his legs.

“I said shut the door.” 

Chan was brought back to the moment and he quickly nodded, making his way over to the door to close it. “Yeah, sorry.” When he turned around, Jeongin was getting up from his desk, his finger hooked around the neck of his tie to loosen it. Any of the previous shyness in Jeongin’s demeanor was gone, replaced with the Jeongin Chan had seen whenever students were acting up or someone decided to disrespect him. It made his whole body tingle. 

As Jeongin stepped into his personal space, he was suddenly hyper aware of their height difference. Jeongin didn’t tower over him, but he was tall enough that he had to look up to make direct eye contact. 

“You know, I could lose my job,” Jeongin said as he cupped Chan’s cheek. 

“I wouldn’t let that happen. I’m not going to go around telling everyone,” Chan said with a slight frown. Jeongin huffed out a gentle laugh and his fox-like eyes crinkled a bit around the edges. 

“I know. You’re good, Chan,” he said, his voice softening. It ran over Chan like velvet. “I just want you to know. This is a big risk. I think that should tell you what you do to me.” 

A full-body shiver hit Chan full force and he sucked in a breath. “Oh.” 

Jeongin smirked and it twisted Chan’s stomach in delicious ways. “Mhm. Oh .” His other hand found Chan’s waist and then suddenly his lips were on his and they were kissing. Chan instantly became puddy in his hands. His knees felt weak so he grabbed onto his shoulders to stabilize himself and pressed his body against his. His lips were so soft and the warm scent of his cologne invaded Chan’s lungs, making him dizzy. The rush kissing Jeongin gave him was instantaneous. His heart had already been beating a thousand miles a minute, but now he was worried people outside the door could hear it. He was kissing Jeongin. His professor. Jeongin was kissing him . 

He was quickly growing hard in his jeans and it only got worse when Jeongin began using his tongue, flicking the tip over his bottom lip before dipping in to taste him. Chan had a lot of experience with kissing and he knew he was good at it, but Jeongin was godly. It was clear he had a lot of experience and that thought made Chan shudder. While he had a lot of experience kissing, he didn’t have a lot of experience with sex. Fuck, he wanted Jeongin to teach him. He wanted him to make him never want anyone else. 

A whine crawled up Chan’s throat and he dug his fingers into Jeongin’s shoulders. “Professor,” he mumbled against his mouth. Jeongin continued kissing him and the constant press of his lips made it hard to think. But his pants were starting to feel so tight and desperation was beginning to tug at his stomach. “J-Jeongin-ssi, please.” 

“Mm?” Jeongin hummed, pulled back a bit. “What do you want?”

“I’m–fuck—you’re such a good kisser,” Chan groaned. Jeongin smiled widely in amusement. 

“I could say the same about you.” He stroked Chan’s cheek with his thumb, then moved his hand to the back of Chan’s head to tangle his fingers in his dark locks. “So tell me, what do you want? I don’t have anything here since I wasn’t really expecting any of my…students…to proposition me. But there’s still things we can do.” 

He pushed his thigh between Chan’s legs and he gasped, mouth falling open. He rolled his hips forward without even thinking and Jeongin grinned. “Yeah? You want to get off on my thigh like this?” 

Chan’s cheeks burned with shame but he continued grinding down on Jeongin’s thigh. The stimulation was perfect and Jeongin’s thigh was solid and muscular. He wasn’t as built as Chan himself was, but he was still strong and solid. 

Jeongin pushed his thigh up to meet the movement of his hips and the moan he let out was far too loud. If anyone had passed by at that moment, they would have heard. There was a tug to his hair and he whined again. “You’re so sensitive. And so loud. You have such a pretty voice, just like when you sing. But you’re gonna have to hold back for me now.” 

Chan swallowed thickly and nodded. He bit his bottom lip and did his best to swallow down his noises even when Jeongin dipped his head to mouth at his neck. He kissed just below his jaw and then began kissing down, occasionally grazing his teeth along his skin. He didn’t suck–it was too risky to send Chan out of his office with marks–but that was okay. Just the wet press of his mouth was enough to make the heat in Chan’s stomach grow like a wildfire. 

He continued rutting against Jeongin’s thigh, biting his lip so hard it tasted metallic. The friction against his cock was almost painful but the pleasure dampened the pain so he didn’t stop. When Jeongin licked up the column of his throat and tugged on his hair again a moan vibrated in his throat and his cock throbbed. 

“You gonna come on my thigh?” Jeongin asked, the brush of his lips sending tingles all over Chan’s skin. His eyes rolled back and he nodded. 

“Yeah. Yeah, ‘m gonna come,” Chan breathed, still trying to keep his voice low even though all he wanted to do was cry out Jeongin’s name. It was embarrassing that he had gotten close this fast, but he had been craving Jeongin for so long. He’d already been semi-hard the moment he walked into his professor’s office. 

“Thought with all that confidence you’d hold out a little longer,” Jeongin teased. 

Chan trembled. The words shot straight to his cock even though shame burned hot in his gut. “I’m–I’m not the most experienced,” he admitted. Jeongin’s breath hitched and he exhaled shakily. 

“I’m surprised. You’re so beautiful. I would’ve thought other students would be lining up to have you,” he said before kissing the side of his neck. 

“Yeah? They–I dunno. I’ve only wanted one person here.” 

A hum vibrated against Chan’s skin and he shivered. He was so sensitive all over. It felt like every sense was heightened to new levels and it was almost too much. Everything was so hot–Jeongin’s mouth on his neck, his thigh between his legs, the throbbing of his heavy cock as he grinded against him–he felt like he was going to explode. 

The familiar tightening of Chan’s stomach and the tensing of his muscles came before he could even process it. When the pressure reached its peak he dropped his head to Jeongin’s shoulder to muffle his moans against him. His cock twitched pathetically in his pants, spurting cum into his underwear. It was embarrassing to come like this, even though Jeongin let him, and wanted him to. His pants were soiled and there was a wet stain forming on the front. 

But Jeongin looked at him with nothing but hunger and fondness. “That’s a good boy. I knew you’d be pretty when you came.” 

Chan flushed under the praise but he accepted gladly anyway. “Thank you,” he said, biting his lip. He looked down at Jeongin and took in the sight of his tented dress pants. “I want to make you come, too.” He pressed his palm to Jeongin’s erection and he hissed. 

“A-ahh,” Jeongin moaned softly. It was music to Chan’s ears, prettier than anything he ever heard. But Jeongin shook his head. “I have a meeting soon. I don’t think it would be good to show up…after that.” 

Chan frowned softly. “But can you show up to a meeting hard?” 

Jeongin pursed his lips. “I–it can wait.”

“Please,” Chan said, removing his hand and dropping to his knees. He’d only given a couple of blowjobs before, but Jeongin could lead him. “I was good, but I need to get an A plus. I can do even better.” There was mischief in his eyes as he looked up at Jeongin and the professor could see the playfulness behind his words. 

He glanced at the clock and then looked back down at Chan. When he reached to undo his belt, a giddy grin split across his face. 

“You’re gonna have to swallow, Chan-ah,” he said, reaching down with one hand to thread his fingers through his hair. He pulled out his cock and saliva pooled in Chan’s mouth. He could feel himself already twitching again in his pants, but he would have to ignore that. For now. 

“I won’t let a drop go to waste,” he said, determined. Jeongin smiled. 

“I knew you’d like that. Now open up.” 

Chan’s eyes sparkled and before he let his jaw relax, he licked his lips and said, “Yes, Professor.” 

[godsofwoes]

in 13 days i will turn twenty-one somebody shoot me on the head please

[raspberry-arev]

INKTOBER DAY 5: Map

I couldn't decide which teachers I wanted to draw so- both, both is good

[avbocetos]

Tenten Week 2023!~

Day 4. Teacher.

[kianclarkyetyet]

Happy Teacher's Day Everyone 👩🏽‍🏫

[porkcracker]

KINKTOBER DAY 2 - ROLEPLAY

Pairing:Perceptor/Brainstorm

Continuity:IDW

After agreeing to have an erotic roleplay, Brainstorm and Perceptor use the next pit stop of the Lost Light to play out their fantasy.

It had been surprisingly easy for Brainstorm to get Perceptor to agree to an erotic roleplay. The decision of what kind of roles they would be playing had taken far longer, until they had finally decided to play both scenarios. In the face of that agreement, the decision about which scenario would go first had been made relatively easily. As such, the next time the Lost Light docked in a space port, the two scientists used their opportunity.

In retrospect, the scenario was by far not creative, but neither of them cared as they watched each other in the dimly lit room. Sitting properly at his desk and straight in his high-backed chair, Perceptor watched keenly as Brainstorm shuffled from one pede to the other in a show of insecurity and shyness. The fliers optics were averted, but they flicked to look at Perceptor every so often as the silence lingered. Then finally Perceptor talked, making Brainstorm jump a little as he snapped to attention, his optics turning to look at Perceptor.

"You're a very promising student, Brainstorm. One of my best, I would even say, but you have been distracted lately. You don't pay attention when I talk, you can't answer the questions, your participation in class has dropped, and by all means, I could fail you this class. What is wrong with you? Has something happened? You know you can talk to me, Brainstorm.", As he started his little talk, Perceptor's voice was stern and chiding, but the last sentence had his tone grow softer and warmer. With his full attention on his favorite student, Perceptor noted the way that his wings lowered and his optics avoided his own. His words were followed by silence, and when Brainstorm made no sign of replying, Perceptor sighed and made a dismissive gesture. "I can't help you if you don't talk to me. You can go, Brainstorm,", he stated politely as he returned his attention to the datapads on his desk.

When pedesteps echoed through the empty room, Perceptor assumed that Brainstorm was leaving, right up until his student's voice sounded far closer to him than the flier had previously been. Lifting his helm, Perceptor jumped a little when he found himself almost olfactory to olfactory with Brainstorm. "Brainstorm, please move b-" "It's your fault, professor.", The words were mumbled, but the close position of Brainstorm still made them quite audible.

Perceptor's intake dropped a little in offense. "Excuse me, what's that supposed to mean?". The jet shuffled on his pede again before meeting Perceptor's optics for the first time in the session. Whereas he had previously been looking to the side shyly, Brainstorm's optics were now filled with determination. "I-it's your fault, professor. I can't focus because I keep getting distracted by your optics, and you're so smart, and *you got such a nice aft*.", The difference between the students shy admission and Brainstorm's momentary character break made a small arc of charge run down Perceptor's back strut. He gave Brainstorm a short look but didn't break character to scold him further.

"That is very flattering, but I must insist that you not let yourself get sidetracked by something so frivolous. Your education is far more important,", Perceptor tried to gently explain. It was not the first time the professor had heard a student say that they liked Jim, but it was the first time a student said it to his faceplate. "You don't understand, professor. I can't get you out of my processor. Kissing you is all I can think about,", Brainstorm emphasized, giving a pleading look to his professor.

The outcry made Perceptor hesitate. It was against the rules to enter a relative with his students, but it would be such a shame to rob the scientific community of a bright processor like Brainstorm's simply because the mech had a crush. Maybe…he tried to push the thought away, but in the end, he gave in. "Come here, Brainstorm. " His voice was calm, and he watched as Brainstorm carefully stepped into his space until there was almost no air between them. The students gaze curious, hopeful, and wary at the same time.

Quickly, before he could change his mind, Perceptor grabbed Brainstorm's helmvents and pulled the flier into a kiss. Derma on derma, it felt electric, and it was over in a klik. Perceptor pulled back to look up at his student. "Will you now be able to concentrate?" The question had just left him, that he was suddenly pressed into the chair, one of Brainstorm's servos intertwined with each of his own and pressed to the chair's armrest, but it wasn't what Perceptor focused on. No, the professor was focused on the way his usually quiet and shy student kissed him deeply and passionately, his derma parting in a gasp that Brainstorm quickly used to push his glossa inside to map out the quickly blushing professor's intake.

It didn't end there; each time Brainstorm pulled back, just so Perceptor tried to tell his student that they could not do this. Until suddenly Brainstorm pulled fully away, and Perceptor blushed deeper as a disappointed whine slipped past his derma. Now it was the professor who avoided his students' optics but quickly found digits on his chin, making him look at Brainstorm. "Professor Perceptor, if you really don't want this, I'll never touch you again, I promise.", The serious tone made it clear that his student was being truthful, and his optics showed that he was clearly begging him to say he wanted it too.

With a sigh, Perceptor gave up and quietly replied:"I do want, but that doesn't mea- *aah* N-not here, you can't-", the professor jumped as Brainstorm at his admission surged forward, fully trapping the professor in his chair, and then ground his panel into the professors, cutting his words off with his own. "I can; I have waited so long. No one's here to see you, except for me, professor. ", to emphasize his point, Brainstorm ground his panel against the professor's again and  again.It didn't take long for the microscopes panel to open, revealing an already half-pressurized spike and a surprisingly wet valve. 

Perceptor looked away in shame, and Brainstorm's optics widened in surprise before brightening with arousal. "To think you protested so much, professor, and then you pop your panel so easily to show me your pretty, wet valve. I think you wanted me just as much as I do you,", Brainstorm cooed at the professor, delighting in the blush on his faceplate, before opening his own panel and pressurizing his spike. "Don't worry, professor, I got just what you need.". Still pinning Perceptor to his chair, Brainstorm moved closer until he could easily push his spike into his conjunx's valve, moaning at the feeling.

Once fully seated, Brainstorm dropped the role of a shy student with a crush on his professor completely and simply shifted his attention to fragging his adorably blushing conjunx. The easy slide of his spike and the wet noise each thrust resulted in made it quite clear that Perceptor had enjoyed the scenario just as much as he had, a fact that pleased Brainstorm greatly. Leaning forward, he pressed Perceptor deeper into the seat, nearly folding him with the way he was lifting his lower body to better thrust. He lowered his faceplate next to Perceptor's audial and whispered quietly, "Isn't this nice? Having someone admire you so much that they're willing to break rules to be with you? Your valve is so wet for me; it's amazing. If I were actuall your student, you wouldn't be able to hold any lesson without having to worry that your panel might pop with how much you want me.". 

The idea was ludicrous; if Perceptor had been a professor, he would have never interfaced or otherwise intimately interacted with a student. Nonetheless, he overloaded with a loud moan around Brainstorm's spike, valve clenching down needily, and his conjunx followed not long after, watching with delight how Perceptor was venting heavily and his optics had rolled back, lubricant and transfluid running down his aft and into the seat cushion.

[camelspit]

Best Keeper Character Bracket

Round 1

May 18: Alden Vacker, Fitzroy Vacker, Della Vacker, Biana Vacker, Alvar Vacker

May 19:

a) Lady Alexine, Lady Anwen, Lady Belva, Lady Dara, Lady Delmira

b) Lady Evera, Lady Iskra, Lady Ceah, Lady Pemberley, Lady Nissah

c) Lady Sanja, Lady Veda, Sir Beckett, Sir Caton, Sir Conley

d) Sir Donwell, Sir Faxon, Sir Harding, Sir Jarvin, Sir Rosings

May 20: Blur, Juline Dizznee, Mr. Forkle, Tiergan Alenfar, Wraith

May 21: Empress Pernille, King Gowg, Luna the Alicorn, Queen Gundula, Wynn the Alicorn

May 22: Garwin Chang, Ollie Heks, Shayda Adel, Valin, Vertina

May 23: Lady Zillah, Livvy Sonden, Master Cadence Talle, Rayni Aria, Viks Heks

May 24:

a) Bullhorn the Banshee, Iggy the Imp, Princess Purryfins the Murcat, Silveny the Alicorn, Verdi the Dino

b) Brant and Jolie's Gremlin, Gildie the Flaredon, Marty the Cat, Twinkle the Titanboa, Watson the Dog

May 25: Boobrie Dude, Councillor Terik, Damel Kafuta, Mr. Sweeney, Timkin Heks

May 26: Elysian, Fintan Pyren, Keefe Sencen, Lady Vespera Folend, Sophie Foster

May 27: Barth the Reaper, Brisa, Ceri, Juji, Thales the Sower

May 28:

a) Amisi the Gnome, Brier the Gnome, Gerda the Gnome, Gora the Gnome, Kloris the Gnome

b) Lur the Gnome, Mitya the Gnome, Nesrin the Gnome, Sior the Gnome, Vered the Gnome

May 29: Edaline Ruewen, Grady Ruewen, Jolie Ruewen, Linh Song, Tam Song

May 30: Durand Redek, Eleanor Wright, Emma Foster, Ethan Benedict Wright II, William Foster

May 31: Amy Foster, Brant [REDACTED], Calla the Gnome, Councillor Bronte, Grizel the Goblin

June 1:

a) Elidyr the Dwarf, Ermete the Dwarf, Irja the Dwarf, Krikor the Dwarf, Kun the Dwarf

b) Opher the Dwarf, Timur the Dwarf, Urre the Dwarf, Yegor the Dwarf, Yuri the Gnome

June 2: Fallon Vacker, Gethen Ondsinn, Quinlin Sonden, Ruy Ignis, Sandor the Goblin

June 3: Audric, Dedra, Dempsy, Huxley, Trella

June 4: Coach Bora, Coach Rohana, Coach Wilda, Lady Galvin, Lesedi Chebota, Tarina the Troll

June 5: Councillor Kenric, Elwin Heslege, Jurek of the Sanctuary, Kesler Dizznee, Prentice Endal

June 6: Bethany Lopez, Bex Dizznee, Sir Bubu, Lex Dizznee, Rex Dizznee

June 7: Cyrah Endal, Luzia Vacker, Tinker, Trix, Umber, Princess Romhilda

June 8: Bunhead the Goblin, Cadoc the Goblin, Lefty the Goblin, Righty the Goblin, Woltzer the Goblin

June 9: Cadfael the Ogre, Caprise Redek, Cassius Sencen, Mai Song, Quan Song, Botros the Ogre

June 10: Councillor Emery, King Dimitar, King Enki, Queen Hylda, Queen Nubiti

June 11: Benesh Vacker, Harlin Vacker, Norene Vacker, Peilpa Heks, Silla Heks

June 12: Brielle the Goblin, Councillor Noland, Councillor Velia, Councillor Zarina, Orem Vacker

June 13: Councillor Clarette, Councillor Darek, Lady Song, Quinlin's receptionist, Sir Leander

June 14: Dexter Dizznee, Marella Redek, Maruca Chebota, Stina Heks, Wylie Endal

June 15: Behnam Aria, Councillor Liora, Councillor Ramira, Esha Aria, Lady Fayina

June 16:

a) Councillor Alina, Councillor Oralie, Ella the Stuffed Animal, Gisela Sencen, Mr Snuggles the Stuffed Animal

b) Boo Boo the Stuffed Animal, Lady Sassyfur the Stuffed Animal, Mrs Stinkbottom the Stuffed Animal, Sir Splashyhugs the Stuffed Animal, Stinky the Stegosaurus the Stuffed Animal

[bullied-and-traumatised]

my old secondary school got a surprise visit from ofsted in 2022 who scored them as "inadequate" and they required immediate improvement or they would be shut down. The main thing mentioned in the report was rampant bullying and staff not doing anything to stop it.

🖕 FUCK YOU BITCHES I WASN'T CRAZY!! 🖕