Just call me Inkpot 💙

One of my fave bits, back when I was a teacher, was to pretend I couldn't hear the kids who didn't put their hands up. I'm talking big, exaggerated moves, straining to hear and "oh no, my ears just don't seem to be working right now 😭 If only there was something that could be done to fix them!" (Keep in mind, my hearing is genuinely awful so most of the time I was barely exaggerating.) The kids thought it was hilarious (for some reason) and it was great at encouraging them to raise their hands. Anyway, I could 100% see Grace pulling that shit in a room full of the smartest, most qualified people in the world. That man does not stand for any calling out 🤣

They say ooooh be a good boy for daddy and you'll get a reward. But then the reward is just gay sex. This is bullshit. I wanted a skateboard

shipping a consensual, safe & sane pairing all the while i'm shaking my head in disapproval so the audience knows i still love wildly toxic abusive fictional dynamics

don’t ask chatgpt I can lie to you for free

Okay, this is taking waaaaaayyyy longer than I hoped it would. I've recently started on some new meds and they've lowkey got me fucked up 😭 But, first draft is just about done, and with any luck I'll be able to find the energy to clean it up soon. I've got some crazy plans for this fic now so I'm hyped to actually get the ball rolling 🌟🩸

Let’s fucking go