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Rest in Power Dominique Fells.
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Your lives mattered. đ

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Thereâs something about Grayson Dolan and mornings that just mix perfectly. Itâs his favourite time of the day and rightly soâ heâs at his finest in the AMâs.
Thereâs something about the way his voice is a few octaves lower than normal, the way the sun his his golden skin just right, the way he sleeps in barley anythingâ just briefs that in all honesty he could go without too. Thereâs something about the way he holds you close when heâs waking, from the second heâs conscious to the world around him he wants you right by his side. Thereâs something dangerous about the way he kisses your neck and moans out a soft groan at the fact he can feel the throb of his shaft against the fabric of his briefs, nuzzled against your ass.
Thereâs something about the way he flips you over softly from your side to your back, watching as your eyes flutter open with a huff. Way to early for yourselfâ but like I said, thereâs something about Grayson Dolan and mornings that just make so much sense.
âDo you know you look beautiful in the morning?â Heâs mumbling against your skin, a shirt of his adorning your body. His hands slipping underneath to softly feel your tot, fingers pinching the bud softly before moving to the next. Leaving them erect in his wake.
âI could say the same for you.â You mumble, back arching slightly as if to be for more. Begging to Grayson touch.
It wouldnât be long before heâs resting between your spread legs, shirt and other articles of clothing such as Graysons briefs now discarded on the floor next to the messy bed. If anyone were to walk in? Theyâd see Graysons assâslightly less tan than the rest of his body. Theyâd see his ripped back, muscles waking as he held himself above you. Theyâd see your bare legs spread wide. Trembling slightly as Grayson thrust into you. Stretching you out. This first task of the dayâa task heâd do a thousand time over if he had the chance.
âKiss meââ youâd moan. Graysons hair dangling in front of his face, leaning down to press his lips against your. Body rocking into yours at a slow and soft pass. Hips smacking. His balls gently tapping against your ass.
âI love you.â Graysons whisper moaning into your mouthâhis tongue dancing with yours before his lips are trailing to your neck, sucking small marks into your skin. Marking whatâs his. Adoring the sounds that escape you as you reach to tease yourself. Feeling you clench around his shaft thatâs covered in arousal both his own and yours. âFuck I love you so muchââ
Maybe thereâs a moment where things flip, suddenly itâs you ontop. The feeling of Graysons perfectly chiseled stomach under your hands as you lean forward and rock your hips. Bouncing softly and slowly up and down up and down on Graysons hard, incredibly large and ďżźgirthy cock.
âMmmmââ
âGod, you feel so good.â His head leaning back against his pillows, hands behind his head as heâs watching with hooded eyes as you ride him so effortlessly. âAn angelâ your hand creeping up his chest to wrap around his neck. Softly, applying gentle pressure. A smirk on your face as you moan.
âWanna make you cum Grayâwanna see you cum.â Your worlds bouncing off the walls inside Graysons head. Flicking every remaining switch as his load begins to pool at the base of his shaft. Hands going from behind his head to grip your hips. Knees that were once straight now bench so his heels are digging into the mattress. Pulling you down to his chest and pinning your arms behind your backâarms wrapped around you. Holding you tight.
âKeep talking.â Graysons voice is low.
âWanna feel you flooding me baby, your cum deep inside meâmaybe youâll get me pregnant who knows? Isnât that your wildest dream baby? To become a daddy?â You can feel Graysons licking up speed. His thrust now faster and more powerful as he chases his high.
âFuckâkeep goingâ heâs loosing his mind, suddenly you feel so much warmer, tigger. Heâs pounding into you with force and speed. Not wanting to create such noise so early to keep as quiet as possible although itâs near impossible.
âI know you wanna let go, come of Gray cum inside my pretty pussy.â
âY/nââ
âDonât make me beg to feel you cum baby I know your close.â Graysons balls slapping against your ass. So tight and full.
âFuck fuck fuck fuckâ!!â Graysons on the edge. Ready to burst. âFuck Iâm cumming Iâm cumming oh god yesssssââ hot spurts of cum spilling into you, moaning as suddenly Graysons stills himself with one final thrust. âFuckkââ
Somewhat seen as a fuckboy by some, Grayson Dolan would never leave you hanging. Dripping down into his mouth goes his recent load as he laps away at your coreâpussy in his face as he holds your ass. Sitting pretty on his face first thing in the morning. Lapping away till your high is washing over you.
Yeahâthereâs definitely something about Grayson Dolan and mornings that just make so much sense.
GOOD MORNING, I-
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I havenât seen this post in a min but precisely when I have a headache RN it comes up in my feed
Two quick additions, as someone who suffered from chronic migraines
1. Behind the eyes: eye strain or just long stress. More sleep will definitely make this feel better. 2. Temples: unclench your jaw, as that bone is putting too much pressure on your temples.
This is a fucking life saviour with the amount of headaches I have
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What has the Black Lives Matter Uprising Accomplished?
I always have and always will⌠love you.Â
Reblog to make a white gay big mad
Reblog to make black queer people feel visible and supported (and also to make a white gay big mad)
Grayson needs to be casted for the live action tangled. like cmon.
Oh baby have you seen that man act abaolutely not
I SCREAMED LMAOOOOOOOO
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and no this does not mean that i want fat characters who have jokes made about their fat. i want fat girls who are seen as beautiful and not a single comment about their weight is ever made.

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An artist in Baltimore wrote names of fatal victims of the police force along the sidewalk.Â
She began with victims killed on May 1st of 2013 and wrote every name that was recorded until the present day.
Names stretched from Penn Station to a George Washington monument in the middle of the city, which is nearly a mile in distance.
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#RIP to the lost ones by police brutality.
Thatâs history baby plus other counties đđđ #BLM
black lives matter and pride are intrinsically linked. the black trans community have done so much for us, we owe it to them to not forget their movement this month. without black lives, there would be no pride. black lives matter, today and always
So, in Brazilian police brutality news, children of a favela named MarĂŠ delivered over 1,500 letters to the Justice Court of Rio de Janeiro pleading for less violence from the police. Here are some of them (obvious trigger warning):
This letter reads: "I donât like the helicopter because it shoots down and people dies [sic]â, plus a crying face. Then thereâs a drawing, with the sentence âmy houseâ pointing to a drawn house; a police helicopter is delivering and receiving gunshots from a person on the ground, besides which someone lies on a pool of blood. Standing up on the helicopter, a person with a machine gun, above whom itâs written âThis is wrongâ. Below the helicopter, there are three children, one of them saying âRun!â, and an adult in red clothes. Inside the house, a person is on the window, with a saying illegible (probably ârunâ or âoutâ).
Drawing description and translation: at daylight, a white angry cop repeatedly shooting at an astonished black man with box gloves and with six bullet injuries on his upper body.
This letter reads: âGood afternoon. I wished you could stop the operations because many families will be killed. Now I have no room because you destroyed it in the operation. Everyone at my school cries, my brother died from because of the cops and they beat my cousin. [âŚ] Thank you so much for reading my letter.â
This letter reads: "The bad thing about operations in the favelas is that you canât play much. And residents in the communities also die. Thereâs also many violence. [sic]â. The letter also features a toothpick drawing of two people and a machine gun, with the phrases âthis is wrongâ and âI donât like this!!!â pointed to both elements.
This letter reads: "Well ⌠when thereâs an operation I canât go anywhere, I have to stay in the bathroom of my house. When thereâs an operation and the helicopter goes shooting down, my aunt goes to my house because if not, shots can hit there. Itâs too bad ⌠They have to respect the hours in which the kids are at school or even on the course. Most kids leave at 3pm, 3:30 pm. They should wait between 4pm and leave at 2pm or 8pm. I also think they canât come in between midnight and dawn because there are people who go to work or arrive thenâŚâ
This letter reads: âWhat I have to say is that the operations kills [sic] a lot of people and itâs very sad. Once my mother went out to see my grandmother and there were so many gunshots that I hid behind the washing machine and hatâs what I I have to sayâŚâ
This letter reads:Â "There are children and young people in the community who dream of becoming doctors, lawyers, teachers, sports educators, but these dreams are interrupted when police actions suspend their classes. Stop and think if your children went through the same situation every day the âbomb explodesâ. Remember that in communities there is no âbandit factoryâ, here I am writing this letter with a pen and not with a rifle.â
This letter reads: âI would like them to change the way they enter the community. Iâm terrified of hearing the noise of the helicopter, the children hide behind the rooms of the house in fear, the way they hit our residence is already scary, they beat and almost knock the door down, make a mess in the homes of the residents who are working and even when we are at home, we are hostage to this esculacho [Portuguese slang, here it seems to mean âviolenceâ] they make with us who live in the favela. We want peace at MarĂŠ.â
Source.
If you all donât mind, Iâll hop on the conversation on racist police brutality taking social media by storm, due to George Floydâs murder, by reblogging some of this blogâs posts on cases of police brutality in Brazil, where the problem is also rampant. My solidarity to protesters in the USA. Rest In Power, George. Black Lives Matter.

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SEX THERAPYÂ â [E.D]
Summary: [6k words] Ethan is a sex therapist who helps couples develop their sexual relationship and single girls release tension. You need help after struggling to orgasm with a boy you have been seeing, so your friend suggests Ethan to you.
Warnings: a lot of filthy smut, cursing and a little bit of angst
âIs his stroke game bad?â Your best friend, Sydney, asks you, digging into her lunch after taking a sip of her lemonade.
The sun gleams down on your face, your fork playing around with your salad as the conversation makes your mind run in circles, slowly turning you crazier and crazier. âNo, itâs not that, I just donât think I can orgasm and my gynecologist sucks, itâs like she just doesnât listen to what Iâm saying.â you sigh, shaking your head and placing down your fork with aggravation. âItâs nothing to do with Brandon, I think itâs just me.â
âYou had mind-blowing orgasms with Josiah though?â
âGod, that was years ago. All the one night stands Iâve had, youâre telling me I canât squeeze out one orgasm. Brandonâs ex always talked about how great he was in bed, my body just doesnât like him for some strange reason.â you rant, venting out your frustrations that have been building up for a while now.
For a while now, youâve been hooking up with Brandon, heâs been a friend with benefits for months and within all these months you are yet to have one single orgasm. Youâve been craving that cloud nine feeling for so long. The one night stands you have indulged yourself in have been one-sided, guys being blinded on how to actually please a woman. Brandon actually is interested in pleasuring you, yet you donât believe he knows how to, even if he is has given his exes joyous sex.
Sydney sighs from the other side of the table, bringing her phone out which makes you tip your head to the side in confusion. âRemember that sex therapy place I told you about?â
âSydney, no. Who goes to sex therapy alone?â
âI do and girl, it blew my mind. Itâs pricey but the orgasm he gave me with just his fingers. Girl.â she hums at her final word, tapping at her phone, sending you the contact of the guy she is talking about.
You grab your phone that lies on the table, picking up so you can enter your passcode and click onto your texts with Sydney. âEthan Dolan?â
âOkay if youâre going to bitch about it, then continue to fake your orgasms.â she rolls her eyes, calling the waiter over to ask for the bill. âJust think about it.â
As you sit at home later on that day, your fingers are twitching against the contact that your best friend has sent you and your mind is hammering with all the pros and cons of what this sex therapy will do to you. The pros are outweighing the cons massively. Youâve reread the website over 1000 times, the reviews all positive and everything looking just as tempting as Sydney described it.
âFuck it,â you say out loud, fingers dancing across the screen.
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