The democratic party would rather try and whitewash the nazi billionaire who mainstreamed nazi talking points buying twitter than literally do anything that their progressive anti genocide base wants.
I've been watching this - most of the people suggesting this are not democrats. We are being set up - they want people who are not really involved in politics to turn away by propagating this kind of crap. Don't fall for it.
A lot of the dems are terrible but this a matt yglesias stupid idea. (Literally from last night.)
And it will be way more likely to get traction if you spread this kind of crap around so that people who hate it go "oh yeah that's what the democrats are doing I'm out."
Would be accurate if the wasps were in the palestinians home and the media was instead focused on how horrible it was that the homeowner was trying to remove the nest to begin with.
prompt: reader isn't allowed to be fucked before class, it's a strict rule of remus', james breaks the rule. punishment ensues.
word count: 3.6k
warnings: 18+ minors do not interact, established d/s dynamics, d/s, daddy kink, daddy!remus, daddy!sirius, sub!james, anal play, vibrators, cockrings, humiliation, public sex, spanking, poly!marauders, bruising, sub!reader, reader is known as baby, james is known as puppy, crybaby!reader, subspace, delayed aftercare, mxm smut
tags: @zennyloves
as always, credit to me and nani's dms (@ameliora-j)
baby wasn’t sure what she had done to get herself in this predicament. all she knew was that she was walking to her defense against the dark arts class when james rushed up to her and grabbed her elbow harshly, pulling her into the nearest empty classroom.
a flick of his wand had a muffling spell and the door charmed to stay closed. “jamie!” she giggled, looking up at him. “what’re you doin’?” she asked innocently, looking up with big eyes. it made james groan and his cock stiffen.
he groaned moving to push you against the desk, you considered it luck he hadn’t bent you over it yet. “always so innocent aren’t you, baby? like you don’t walk like that knowin’ what it does t’me.” he groans, his hand grips your hip, and pinches it harshly. you whimpered, knowing you had a bruise. “tiny little skirts, with these knee socks, you’re askin’ me to fuck you,” he groans.
you whimper, looking up at him furiously shaking your head. “nuh uh! daddy makes sure i wear skirts long enough, he checks ‘em every mornin’ before breakfast!” you pout “mm daddys baby, always good,” you sniffle, looking up at him. nonetheless, you squeezed your thighs as tears welled up in your eyes. “daddy says we cant play before classes, its against the rules,” you whimper. it was a complicated feeling, being so wet you were dripping while your eyes filled with tears at the thought of breaking a rule.
james rolls his eyes and moves to leave another bruise on your thighs, making you hiss. “bend over that desk before i tell your precious daddy you were being a brat,” he hisses, and you whimper bending over the desk quickly.
“yes jamie, mm sorry,” you whisper wiggling against the table a bit.
he hums, “look at this, you’re dripping, filthy little cumslut.” he mumbles idly, pulling your panties off your legs and pocketing your baby pink panties. he unzips his pants, stroking his cock once he pulls it out, until he’s hard against his hand.
you whine, already feeling yourself go fuzzy as you babble, “filthy little cumslut, fuck me daddy,” you whimper.
james hums in agreement, reaching forward to rub your clit only for a moment before removing his hand with a harsh pinch to your nub, “don’t be mean! didn’t do nothin’” you whimper, sniffling softly.
james rolls his eyes, even though you can’t see him. “your fuckin mouth is gonna get you in trouble,” he warns.
he quickly lines up with your entrance and pushes himself inside you, his full length is inside you in one motion. you whimper and squeeze your eyes shut, letting a small gasp fall from your lips. you felt so full, and you hadn’t expected to be getting fucked like this today, so it was even more of a shock.
james groans softly, and slowly starts to thrust. it doesn’t last long, his pace is quick and hard, messy even. you whimper softly over and over, letting out soft gasps.
whenever someone fucked you, you were always quiet, your moans soft, whimpers gentle, and the little gasps that came from your mouth drove james crazy. it didn’t take him long to start twitching inside you, it made you whimper.
“gonna fill you up with m’cum, and you’re gonna take it, let it run down your thighs so everyone knows what happens when you’re a mouthy whore.” he hisses, with a final thrust as he comes inside you groaning loudly.
you whimper and lay your head against the cool wood on the desk, “yes daddy, mouthy whore, only take your cum,” you pant as he pulls out of you. you hear him zip up his pants and mumble a reverse of the charm. you stay firmly put, waiting on an instruction. one doesn’t come, you hear the door open and close so you slowly stand up.
you gently rub your eyes, small sniffles falling from your lips. jamsie didn't even let you cum! you knew why though, you were a naughty girl, mouthing off to him. you sniffled. “mouthy whore,” you whispered, rubbing your eyes again. you glanced at yourself in a nearby window, barely fixing your hair.
you looked down at your thighs sniffling, they were sticky. you hated being sticky. the chime of the outside clock reminded you that you only had a few minutes to get to defense against the dark arts. you whimpered thinking about having to sit with remmy, he would know and he would be mad. you sniffled, feeling the tears well up in your eyes as you grabbed your bag and headed toward the classroom.
it felt like you could hardly remember where defense against the dark arts was, but your body carried you like muscle memory.
remus looked up from his book when he felt someone standing close to him. he smiled first, but it didn’t get a chance to reach his eyes when he took in your state. your skirt was uneven, eyes filled with tears, and glossed over. a telltale sign of subspace. you sat down next to him on the workbench and immediately leaned closer into him. he frowned and wrapped his arms around you tightly. “baby, what happened to you?” he mumbled trying not to let his anger seep into his tone.
you looked up at him, and gently puckered your lips, trying to think. “had to be fucked daddy, was a mouthy whore,” you whispered, sniffling softly.
remus shook his head and quickly grabbed your hand and your bag, dragging you out of the classroom and to the common room. this, had you in tears, almost sobbing. “daddy please, i’m sorry, no spanks!” you cried, as you followed him. you just knew daddy was going to spank you for being mouthy, and getting fucked before class.
remus sat you down on the bed and kneeled in front of you, gently using his thumb to wipe away your tears. “baby, look at daddy please.” he whispered, his voice was painfully soft. you sniffled and looked at him.
“you aren’t in trouble bunny, not at all. daddy wants to know what happened,” he whispers, reaching to smooth your hair. you whimper.
remus stands up and sits down against the headboard. you instantly crawl up to him and sniffle. “cmon bunny, tell daddy who did this to you, daddy wants to know. they broke the rules,” he whispers gently rubbing your hips.
you whimper again, and bury your face in his chest. “don’t wanna get anyone in trouble, daddy.”
remus frowned and gently smoothed your hair. “bunny, breaking rules isn’t good, and helping people break rules isn’t okay. part of being daddy’s good girl is telling him when someone breaks a rule.” he sighs, looking down at you.
“jamey did it,” you mumble, starting to cry into his chest. “wanna be a good girl daddy, honest, i try so hard,” you whimper. your bottom lip juts out and you sniffle, unable to control the hiccuping as you gasp to catch your breath.
“you’re such a good girl baby, daddy’s s’proud.” he hums, picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom.
remus was always so gentle, every morning and every night he would help you get dressed and undressed. he kneeled down and gently unclasped the buckles on your shoes, taking them off and pulling each of your socks off. “my poor baby,” he mumbled, leaving a gentle kiss on each of the marks from james’ pinching. he stood up to take off your shirt, then unclasped your bra hanging it on one of the command hooks in the bathroom. “daddy’s gonna run you a bath okay, bunny? take a nice warm bath and a nap, mkay?” he whispers, turning on the tap and making sure it was hot before dropping the plug in.
“take one with me daddy, please?” you whimper, looking up at him, you felt so sticky and gross. you couldn’t possibly explain how subby you felt, and just wanted to crawl into remus lap and be as close to him as possible.
“of course angel,” he whispered. “can you try and come back to me, hm? be a big girl? talk to me?” he whispered, rubbing your back. you always called remus daddy, subspace or not. remus worked very hard to be able to see if you were in and out of subspace. he took note of the way your eyes would gloss over, and your mouth would stay slightly open, barely a gap.
you looked up at him, he had moved the both of you into the bath. you were sat in the middle, between his legs. ideally, you’d lean against his chest, but when he spoke, you turned to face him. you blinked slowly, as if you were trying to wake up. you gently pressed your hands against your eyes, focusing on the heat of the water. “yeah daddy, i can, i’m a big girl.” you whisper, your voice sounded firmer, less airy. you took a deep breath and looked up at him, smiling sadly.
“there you are, baby.” he smiles softly. “here,” he whispers and grabs a washcloth. he dips it into the water and rubs it together so it soaps up and starts to gently clean the now dry cum from between your thighs.
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once you were asleep, remus tucked you in and made sure your plush wolf (affectionately named wolfie) was close by. he made his way to the common room, looking for sirius. he found him talking to marlene and cleared his throat. “sirius, we need to talk,” he says, nodding softly.
sirius stood up, walking over to remus. “whats wrong, moony?” he asked, for a moment briefly nervous he was in trouble with remus. he couldn’t think of any reasons though.
“it’s prongs, he’s been bad.” remus said, his anger now no longer hidable. “he fucked baby, before defense against the dark arts, and when she reminded him it was against the rules, he told her she was being a mouthy whore and threatend to tell me. all of which would be fine, but after he fucekd her, came inside her and left her, he didn’t even give her any aftercare.” remus was seething and sirius could see this plainly. his voice was uneven and his fists clenched at his sides.
sirius was shocked honestly. “he just left her?” he asked frowning softly.
remus nodded. “yeah, she came into class with cum sticking to her and on the verge of tears. i just now got her out of subspace and helped her fall asleep,” he says shaking his head.
the two leaned their heads together, working together on their plan for punishment. it was clear; james needed to know how it felt.
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remus was up first, waiting outside james last class of the day. the grip he had on james arm was criminal, it would surely bruise. for a moment remus felt bad, then he remembered the undeserved bruises on baby’s hips, and his grip got even tighter. “remus what is it?” james groans, looking at him and frowning. “c’mon it hurts,” he whines, and remus scowls.
he glances down at james, rolls his eyes. “if this hurts, you’re really in for it,” he says, shaking his head. “what were you thinking? no, you surely weren’t thinking.” remus mumbles, now all but dragging remus up the stairs and to the dormitory. “if you had been thinking, you’d never have done it,” he hisses. once they’re inside the door is shut quickly, locked.
remus shoves his hand into the pocket of james’ pants. “and don’t try to deny it, you have her panties in your pocket!” remus snaps, pulling them out of his pocket and holding them up to james’ face.
james eyes go wide. baby never told on him when he fucked her before class, he’d tell on sirius but never james. he’d never been caught, well he had, in a way. remus always knew when james had done it, but baby always took the punishment for him. “r-remmy, i’m sorry, i, i was so horny, had been all morning, i just wanted t’feel better,” james whimpers, his voice is getting softer and softer. he’s clearly embarrassed but sees no point in trying to lie to remus.
“wanted to feel better? you selfish little boy. you didn’t let her cum and left her in that classroom, she came up to me full of tears.” he hisses and grabs james face. “you know better, look at me.” he snaps, and james eyes fly up to meet remus’.
“i hope it was worth it, who knows when i’ll let you cum again.” he hums. “strip and get on the bed.” he says firmly, pushing him in the direction of the four poster bed. the red duvet neatly folded.
james scrambled to take off his tie and trousers, pulling them off in a hurry. he remembered to fold them, knowing leaving them in a pile would just anger remus even more. once he was stripped, he crawled onto the bed sitting on his knees with his hands laid gently on his thighs.
remus walked over to the dresser, opening the top drawer where they kept toys and lube, things of that sort. remus grabbed the metal cock ring, a vibrating plug and some rope.
james whimpered loudly when he saw the cockring. “no daddy, no no, please no.” he whimpers looking up at him with pleading eyes. “not the ring, please daddy i’m sorry i’m sorry,” he cries, his eyes filling and spilling with tears.
“no, you deserve to know how it feels to be left on edge, i’m going to leave you like this until you need to leave for quidditch, we’ll see how you do.” he hisses, taking his time as he moves to push james onto the bed. he takes his time tying each of his limbs to the bed. remus gently lifts james cock, it was only semi hard, perfect for the metal cock ring. james lets out a loud cry, not even trying to stop his bucking hips. remus gives a hard smack to his thigh. “you deserve this,” he says firmly, now slapping the other thigh.
remus then uncaps the bottle of lube, squirting some on james hole, and some on his fingers. “puppy, need you to relax, this is a punishment but don’t make it worse for yourself,” remus mumbles softly, using one finger to gently trace his hole.
“okay daddy, gonna try,” he whimpers and looks up at him. remus nods softly, and takes one finger slowly working it inside of him. james moans softly and whimpers, squirming against remus’ hand.
“that’s it, puppy, taking my finger so well, gonna add another one okay?” he whispers. remus wasn’t cruel, stern but absolutely not cruel.
“yes daddy, wanna be good,” james sighs, his eyes closed for a minute. he took a deep breath, remus could tell he was feeling fuzzy. remus hummed, adding another finger before slowly starting to move them in and out of james’ ass. remus starts to work his fingers at a quicker pace, eliciting mewls from james mouth. they turned into loud moans, until he was practically crying out.
remus hummed softly, “that’s it, puppy. gonna get you nice and worked up.” he hums softly.
james cries out. “daddy please take it off, it hurts,” he cries, his voice is shrill, and begging.
“absolutely not,” remus voice is quick with little remorse. remus removes his fingers, and hums softly, wiping them gently on the bed. james cries out, thrusting his hips up into nothing.
“now, nice and stretched. gonna put the plug in puppy, then well get you dressed for quidditch,” remus hums softly, slowly working the plug inside of james. once he pushes past the muscle, he gives it a gentle tap. james cries out, pulling at the ropes.
remus gently unties him, humming softly. “see how well you can concentrate with a plug and no release, puppy. maybe then you’ll see why i don’t let anyone fuck baby before class.” he sighs.
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sirius was in charge of quidditch practice today, another thing remus had orchestrated. james had done horribly; he already expected to be in trouble for being late to practice, but with how sloppy he played, he knew he’d be in trouble for that too.
it wasn’t his fault though, remus kept playing with the remote to the vibrator! it was a wonder he hadn’t fallen off his broom.
sirius was quick with his actions, james had barely had time to grab his bag before he was over sirius’ lap. james whimpered, his cock was painfully hard and being manhandled like this had him aching. then, james glanced around and noticed the entire team was barreling in. one of which let out a whistle. “what did pretty boy do?” one asked, smirking at james from his position over sirius lap.
james buried his face in sirius’ thigh, and started to sniffle. “please i’m sorry!” he whimpered, sniffling softly.
sirius hummed, pulled down his pants and let out a loud laugh. “no wonder you played so bad, remus’ had you plugged the whole time.” he laughed, the players started snickering, glancing over at james. “oh look at that, puppy isn’t allowed to cum either, got a cock ring on.” sirius laughs, reaching to squeeze james tip. james screamed, actually screamed, unable to stop his legs from kicking up.
sirius shakes his head and moves one of his legs to hold james down. “be quiet,” he hissed. “you were late, that’s the first fifteen, and that piss poor excuse of a practice is the last 15, do you understand me?” sirius asks.
james nods quickly, “yes daddy, i understand, i’m sorry, i’m sorry, gonna be a good boy i promise,” he whimpers. logically, james knew part of this was because of what he had done earlier, he didn’t realize it was such a big deal, and he didn’t realize how awful it was to feel so small while trying to do big things. james no longer cared if his teammates were laughing, he wanted this to be done.
sirius made quick work, his hand came down hard. he made sure james would feel it the next day. sirius, finished stood him up and made him stand between his legs. “look at me puppy,” he whispers tilting james chin up. “want you to go sit in the corner, let everyone see your plugged and bruised ass while daddy takes a shower, then well get you all taken care of, mkay?” he hums softly, wiping his tears gently.
james nods softly. “yeah daddy, can do that. i did good?” he whispers looking at him with big doe eyes.
sirius nods, “very good puppy, so proud of you, c’mere, gimme a kiss,” he whispers. james perks up a bit, and leans to give him a soft kiss. sirius smiles, “off you go, puppy.”
james sniffles sadly and scampers over, getting down on his knees and making sure his nose stayed in the corner.
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remus was holding you when sirius and james arrived. james was nuzzled into sirius’ neck.
“im sorry, y/n, im so so sorry,” he whimpered looking up at you. you rubbed your eyes, looking up at him, a frown coming over your features.
“s’okay, jamie, i’m sorry i got you in trouble,” you whispered, rubbing at your eyes, you didn’t want to cry. but you did, always cried so easy.
“c’mere puppy, let daddy take that off,” remus whispered. sirius had made james take a coldshower so he would go flaccid, so he could remove the cock ring. james slowly slid out of sirius arms, taking off his pants and boxers. remus gently worked it off of him, before bending him over his lap to remove the plug. “such a good boy, daddy’s so proud of you,” he coos and rubs his back gently. he slowly helps james stand up, and smiles softly.
sirius is quick, he grabs one of his t-shirts and some clean boxers. he helps james step into them and pulls the shirt over james head. “there you go, puppy.” he coos, kissing his head gently.
“daddy, it hurts wanna take ‘em off,” he whimpers tugging at his boxers.
“awe puppy, is it sensitive?” sirius frowns softly, slowly pulling his boxers off.
james just gives a nod and rubs his eyes, “all of us sleep together?” he asks softly, tilting his head to the side.
“of course puppy, c’mon get beside baby,” he whispers and smiles softly. james crawls into the bed, you squeal and smile widely nuzzling into james chest giggling.
“missed you, jamie,” you giggle, and he smiles widely.
“missed you, y/n” he gigges back.
remus glances up at sirius, a soft smile on his lips. “our good good babies,” sirius coos, nodding softly watching you both keen at the praise.
after about an hour, you look up at remus and bite your lips. “daddy, can i? can can i ride jamey? wanna cum, want him to cum, please daddy?” you whisper biting on your bottom lip.
remus smirks at you, chuckling softly. “only if you and jamie suck daddies off after yeah?” he hums, and you nod quickly.
“jamie, daddy says i can ride you, if we suck them off after!” you giggle.
james perks up, and nods quickly lifting his shirt up a little and reaching to grab his cock. “go on baby, fuck y’self on puppys cock,” remus smirks, watching you climb up, and laying back against the headboard.
Some of y’all are using the plight of Asians, Palestinians and Indigenous people to showcase your anti Blackness & it shows.
Just because BLM was trending last summer does not mean that Black people are treated any better now. We still suffer from unregulated state sanctioned violence in America.
Black people are not institutionally empowered to oppress or suppress any POC.
We are all dealing with the same oppressor.
Attacking an anti-oppression movement is counterproductive AF
A person can discuss BIPOC solidarity without bringing up BLM .. period!
I work in a public school system in the inner city. I’ve worked with kids from k4-12th grade. I’ve seen fights that look just like the video of Ma’Khia. People throw chairs, they bang other kids heads into lockers, they punch kids, they kick kids, they grab whatever they can and try to use it as a weapon. I’ve deescalated fights, school security, school staff, teachers, and admin have all broken up fights and deescalated them. Funnily enough, we’ve never had to murder a kid; even when they were hurting other students, we calmed them down and everyone lived. The fact that police can’t calmly break up this situation - what with all their training and their gear that they have- and their first instinct is to fire a gun no questions asked is ABSURD. Especially because it’s not for reasons you all keep making up. It’s not because “she was about to kill the other girl” if that was the case why is Kyle Rittenhouse still alive after walking around with a weapon after ACTUALLY killing folks. Why did police treat him like he was one of the good guys? Why did Dylan Roof not get dropped on the spot after slaying 9 black people who were praying in church!? I thought yall said that police have no choice when they see a weapon and lives are in danger, THEY HAVE TO SHOOT!!! Oh… I guess that’s only when they see black people. And I guess that yall’s empathy is only reserved for black males.
Ma’Khai was a little too black for yall, and a little too big, and a little too loud, violent, aggressive, and hostile for yall. You saw her as an animal so it was ok that she got put down like one. “Hey, the cops are just doing their job! They didn’t have a choice here!” But wait a minute, I thought ACAB!? My, my how quickly you all change your tune. I thought that it doesn’t matter if someone is breaking the law or not, they don’t have a right to be murdered even IF they aren’t cooperating. Damn, what happened to that song yall were singing when it came to black males?
I’ve not felt this much pain and hurt since Trayvon Martin. I’ve not felt so discarded and so hopeless and let down in a long time. The most disrespected, unprotected, and neglected person in America is the black woman. I knew yall hated black women but I’m always surprised by how much. Yall hate us so much that you think it’s ok for police to unload 4 bullets into the chest of a 16 year old who was defending herself in a fight. And the thing is, even if she wasn’t defending herself, even if she had started the whole thing, she still doesn’t need to be shot 4 times. Not when police are able to take violent white criminals into custody and make stops at burger king while they’re at it.
We gotta have our own backs as black women and it fukin sucks. But the kicker is that black women themselves are throwing their humanity under the bus to shuck and jive. Why are black women themselves saying that this baby deserved to die and that she needed to be held accountable, killing her isn’t accountability. Basically yall sayin she deserves the death penalty for something she might have done. Black women have to have their own backs because not even other black women will have our backs. And don’t even get me started on the black men who watch us drown as we toss them our life jackets. We are out on the front lines for black men and they just simply cannot show up for black women. Black men, Shannon Sharpe and Don Lemon publicly tell America that it’s ok because Ma’khia was unruly and uncivilized. Nows ya knows ya gots ta ack rite fos massa come round… I feel like now that yall got the verdict for George, now yall don’t wanna step outta line too much and Ma’khia is who yall are willing to sacrifice in order to show white America your utmost gratitude.
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Your daily reminder that Black Lives Still Fucking Matter. Casey Christian Goodson Jr. was mudered by police on December 4th and no one is talking about it. He was shot three times in the back entering his own home. The police are not going to get any better under Joe Biden, in fact, they will continue to get worse because there will be less media scrutiny. There is little to no media coverage of this story because of that very reason. We have to keep these stories in the public eye and continue to fight to defund the police just as hard in 2021.
Here’s a link to the full story from one of the few media sources reporting it.
On December 4th, 2020, Casey Christian Goodson Jr. (23 years old) was shot three times in the back and murdered by a Sheriff’s Deputy as he was entering his home in Columbus, Ohio. Goodson’s family stated that he was returning home from a dentist appointment, holding a Subway sandwich, his face mask, and his keys, when he was shot.
Two days later, the Columbus Police Department made a statement alleging that Jason Meade, the deputy responsible for Goodson’s death, saw a man believed to be Goodson with a gun while driving. Meade then approached Goodson after he exited his car and walked home, where he was shot.
Hours after the shooting, the US Marshal for the Southern District of Ohio, Peter Tobin, confirmed that Goodson was not the fugitive they were searching for. However, Tobin also added that he believed that the shooting was justified, claiming that Goodson was shot after he refused to drop his “weapon.”
Yet another Black man murdered by the police.
DEMAND JUSTICE.
art credit: @alex.albadree on instagram
graphics credit: @worldawarenessassociation on instagram
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Correction as of 12/8: The second page of the graphic had a typo. The deputy who killed Goodson is Jason Meade, not James Meade.
A black girl will be spending years in jail because she had a mental health crisis. PLEASE READ
Meet Saraya: she was experiencing a mental health crisis. Police came and tackled her. She is 15.
Saraya Rees is a 15 year old biracial girl from Coos County, Oregon. After being abruptly instructed to stop taking her antidepressants by a local pediatrician, Saraya went into psychosis. In her manic state, Saraya poured a small amount of gasoline on the floor. Her parents called Coos Health & Wellness in hope that that would send mental health advisors, Coos Health & Wellness sent the police. While still in psychosis, the officers arrested her, questioned her without her family or lawyers present, charged with attempted murder and assault, and sent her to juvenile prison for 11 years.
ELEVEN.YEARS.
This is not justice.
This is inhumane.
WHAT YOU CAN DO TO HELP:
1. Call these people and demand that she be let go to the custody in her parents.
Please call Governor Kate Brown and Senator Jeff Merkely.
📞Governor Kate Brown: (503) 378-4582
📞Senator Jeff Merkley: (503) 326-3386
2. Sign the petition!
http://chng.it/dPR59dnMzq
Please DO NOT donate to CHANGE.ORG, instead donate to Saraya’s gofundme.
3. Follow @justice4saraya on instagram. You can find info on where to send her encouragement cards and get updated on progress.
4. SEND CARDS TO THE FOLLOWING (please also note card sending rules)
OAK CREEK CORRECTIONAL FACIILITY
C/O SARAYA REES
4400 LOCHNER ROAD SE
ALBANY, OR 97332
EDIT: PLEASE CONSIDER THESE RULES WHEN SENDING HER CARDS! The family has asked for the following when sending cards:
-No vulgar language or cursing (she’s a child, afterall)
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- Do not use return address stickers
-No Cash
Using these things could mean Saraya doesn’t get your card. If you want to donate to the family during this very hard time, please use the GOFUND ME.
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You can also send her gifts for when she gets out to a PO BOX:
SARAYA’S PO BOX
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MENTAL ILLNESS IS NOT A CRIME. LET’S FREE OUR GIRL SARAYA!!!
The police caught and arrested him. But despite the heinous and violent crimes he was credibly accused of, he was released without bail. He was free for three months AFTER police discovered that he was abusing 12 underage black girls.
Chrystul Kizer was raped and trafficked by this man for years.
She’s now facing life in prison for defending herself against her attacker.
this isn’t an old post; the screenshot has a typo: her hearing is scheduled for february of 2020 and if she is convicted as charged she will spend life in prison. she will likely never be granted clemency. her case and the court are far more stacked against her than they were for cyntoia brown, who regardless still spent 15 years in prison.
please sign the petition.
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