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if anyone wants to hear me yap or keep up with my non kpop related writing you can find me @angelsweb

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Genuinely, I honestly have no idea what’s going on?? I don’t use twitter/x, don’t go on insta, don’t use threads, so what’s this thing about with poc and the kpop world? I’m in a country not anywhere close to the US or Europe so I don’t get news about what’s happening in the world unless it’s like major major news ya know? And kpop stuff or the music world doesn’t get in the news much where I am. I’m so out of the loop 😅

PS, are you getting rid of all your fics too with this hiatus? 🥺

my fics will stay up, and this account will also stay up, but i’m most likely going to stop using it entirely.

as for what’s happening, to give a quick breakdown, at first it was an ex-staff member of yg leaking clips of the bp girls and some other yg idols (such as cl), and audition/pre-debut clips. of these, a handful of them were the girls saying (singing) the nword. whatever. again, fork found in kitchenc although rosé did actually surprise me. had this been an isolated event, maybe things wouldn’t have boiled over to this point. but then kiss of life did a birthday live where the concept was “old school hip hop”…. a live where they dressed as caricatures of black people, spoke in broken aave and reinforced stereotypes. they knew it was a problem because they had to say beforehand for fans to not leave them, and when a half assed company apology didn’t cut it, they made a half assed personal one. but if they were sorry, they wouldn’t have done it in the first place. they’re just ‘sorry’ we didn’t lie down and take it. young posse sang a cover of an old hip hop song and said ‘zigga’ instead…. as if that makes it any better. and the fucking cherry on top is yijeong working with ye… YE on his new album and being loud and proud about it. so that’s a rundown on the racism infinity war of a week it’s been.

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announcement — indefinite hiatus

i went to work before coming on here to put how i feel into words, because i’d just woken up to the shitty news that yet again black people were at the butt of some shitty unreal joke and nothing i had to say would end up being constructive in any way. i’m more than angry. this past week has been a shit show, just reminder after reminder of how little black people as the fucking origin, and even just as people, mean nothing if we’re not being profited off of. the majority of what has occurred was less surprising than it was hurtful (blackpink, kiof, young posse, etc.). fork found in fucking kitchen, but that doesn’t make it any less impactful or harmful. but this is hits closer to home than anything. bts for years have been symbols of self-love and acceptance, and coming from a back person who moved not even countries but continents because of racism, it was a message i’ve needed to hear. i’ve been with bts since the beginning, supported them from ‘rags to riches’ and swept all of their questionable moments under the rug. but if they’re silent on this, on someone so close with them working on a fucking neo-nazi project, then that’s where i’ll have to draw the line. i’m hurt, a lot, and upset and angry to the point i feel ill. black people are not caricatures, nor are we a concept, or people whose feelings don’t matter because we belong to a “certain race”. and for anyone who disagrees, fuck you.

kpop has never given a shit about us, pop culture in general rips us off time after time after time. but for boys who market themselves on being socially progressive “good guys”, they’ve been missing the mark a little bit recently. i can’t in good faith use this account, for the sake of my peace of mind. thank you guys so much for reading, but for the forseeable future this is it.

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what the hell is in the kpop water this week

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buzzcut namjoon… need that

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big things coming

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Fuck , I hate to say it but I felt like the other anon with the heaviness … like would my non-POC and POC mutuals reach out to me and check up on me ?! It fucking sucks and feels so isolating. If feels abit of a bretayal that I haven’t heard from someone that I thought I would’ve 🥺🥺🥺.

I was literally trying to listen to singularity today but randomly cried . The situation is different for our boys because they’ve done the work and apologized but can’t help but feel subhuman in the K-pop industry where the fandoms are protecting the pinks instead of us . I’m honestly getting back to being a “causual” listener instead of a Stan with the exception of BTs & epik high. I really enjoy Koreans that are into showing their culture like BTS, Cole, Hushi, Baekhyun, IU, Heize, Dean, offonoff, crush etc

thinking about it just makes me so angry. can't even listen to any of my kpop playlists because it makes this bitter feeling root in my stomach. honestly.... there's not anything more i can say without repeating what i've already said but it's so so draining.

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We were just talking about BP a few days ago, and now this Kiss of Life incident. Sending you love because my heart is heavy as well.

honestly i don’t even know what to say anymore. they KNEW what they were doing because they had to say beforehand for fans to not stop following them (so i’ve heard, i don’t follow kiof so this could be wrong). even then, i’m pretty sure one of them has been called out for using the nword before so fork found in fucking kitchen i guess. black people are just a costume to these artists and it’s just so tiring.

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@benyhime making this a post for you just because idk if there’s a character limit on replies and i have a lot to ramble about AJSHSJS. putting under the cut so i don’t clog up the tl, but here’s my lil dissertation on why it took six months for anything to actually happen.

so, obviously there was a dynamic shift between yoongi and reader after the first night she’d slept in his bed before the birthday kiss, but it wasn’t really until after they kissed that they (or at least he) had properly reevaluated what they were to each other. but the reason that it takes so long for the two of them to become official is because of the fact that reader feels guilty about what she has with yoongi. the change after the kiss is there, yoongi kissing her forehead, taking her around with him, the two of them sharing a bedroom and a bathroom and (although this is never said outright) it can be assumed that by this point reader has her clothes at the min’s house. the reason i tagged it as ‘basically-lovers-but-not-really’ is because the only thing stopping them from being lovers was a) the fact they’d never put an official label on it and b) reader was afraid to push past the line of what they had before.

but then again, yoongi has always done whatever he wanted, no matter how much trouble it got him into. maybe you should try it, too.

this is reader being too afraid to take what they both want, to accept what yoongi’s offering. when they’re not together she can at least tell herself “it’s not like i’m dating/fucking my best friend’s brother, we just hang out”. her guilt of being with her best friend’s brother is what prohibits her from chasing anything further. and yoongi was considerate enough to respect that before he got tired of dancing around it.

hopefully this answers your question!! and the fact that you’ve reread so many times is such a compliment 🙈🙈

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JUNGKOOK FANFIC RECOMMENDATIONS(17)✮⋆˙✮⋆˙✮⋆˙✮⋆˙

.☘︎ ݁ what are you willing to do? | Jungkook X Reader | TwoShot | @trivia-yandere

.☘︎ ݁ Beneath His Love | jungkook x reader | TwoShot | @ctrlsht

.☘︎ ݁ starstruck | Actor!Jungkook X Actress!Reader | Series | @trivia-yandere

.☘︎ ݁ All This Time? | Jungkook x reader | TwoShot | @jimxnslight

.☘︎ ݁ play you like a game, boy. | antagonist! tribe leader jungkook x princess reader | @lilliankoo

.☘︎ ݁ cruel secrets | Twin!JK X Reader | OneShot | @hellokittykookies

.☘︎ ݁ Embrace of Ruins. | King jk x widowed (fem) reader | @jjkssin

.☘︎ ݁ boxer!jungkook | boxerjk x neuro doctor!oc | Series | @muniimyg

.☘︎ ݁ Bound by Fate, Chosen by Love | Werewolf!Jungkook x Witch!Reader | ThreeShot | @sweetvoidstuff

.☘︎ ݁The Grumpy Girlfriend Protection Program | Jungkook x (f.) Reader | OneShot | @jincapableoflove

.☘︎ ݁ HOLD ON TO ME | CeoHusband!Jungkook x Wife!Reader | @kooklovee

.☘︎ ݁ stuck with you | computer sci major/ shy/ nerdy! jungkook X econ major/ popular/ influencer! reader | Series | @focusonkayjay

.☘︎ ݁bridges we almost burned | jungkook x reader | OneShot | @kooffeecup

.☘︎ ݁ His unsaid vows | Mafia jk x (fem) reader | @jjkssin

.☘︎ ݁ loves me, loves me not | rich asshole!jk x girlboss!reader | @dreamersparacosm

.☘︎ ݁ TOO LATE | jungkook x reader | OneShot | @jksarchives

.☘︎ ݁ Who Is My Heart Waiting For? | Staff f!reader x Rockstar!Jungkook | OneShot | @ahgasegotarmy116

.☘︎ ݁ HEARTWEAVE | SPIDEY!J. JUNGKOOK X READER | @chrrybbmb

.☘︎ ݁ shameless | boxer!Jungkook X Reader | ThreeShot | @redcherrykook

.☘︎ ݁ Angel in the Darkness | Jungkook x Reader | Series | mafia!au, | prostitution!au | @icyhobi

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do i sound crazy if i say mark lee and jungkook are the same genre of man

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i love you jeon jungkook

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idk if you take request but if you do maybe a drabble of dumb baby where jk ends up eating her p ssy and she rides her nose ?

ps : your spidey fic was so well written and i loved their dynamic 💕

STARRING ... J. JUNGKOOK X BIMBO!READER

A/N ... thank you sooo much for liking heartweave!! <3 apologies for how long it took me to get to this, but as per your request, here's a smutty lil drabble

NOTES/WARNINGS ... smut (18+/MDNI), munch!kook, porn without plot, face sitting, orgasm denial, jungkook does not play about making his girl feel good, after care. if i forgot anything let me know.

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your focus is elsewhere, eyes glued to your phone, mindlessly scrolling as you rest comfortably on jungkook’s lap. his hands are on your waist, warm and familiar, thumbs rubbing slow circles against your skin where your shirt has ridden up.

he’s been quiet for a few minutes now, but you don’t think much of it. not until his grip tightens just slightly, fingers flexing like he’s holding himself back.

“wanna try something,” he says suddenly, voice low.

you hum absentmindedly, still scrolling. “mm? like what?”

his fingers slip lower, squeezing at your hips, a slow smirk creeping onto his lips. “wanna have you sit on my face.”

your fingers freeze mid-scroll. your phone slips from your grasp, landing somewhere on the bed, suddenly forgotten as your stomach does a little flip. blinking, you look down at him, finding those dark, expectant eyes staring up at you, his expression nothing short of mischievous.

“what?” you squeak, heat rushing straight to your cheeks.

he grins, tilting his head. “you heard me, baby.”

your lips part, but no words come out, your mind struggling to keep up with the sudden shift in atmosphere. jungkook just watches you, clearly enjoying your reaction, his hands kneading at your waist, pulling you just a little closer.

“c’mon,” he murmurs, voice dropping, all smooth and coaxing. “let me take care of you.”

your breath catches, fingers tightening around the hem of your shirt. “koo—”

he hums, leaning up, lips brushing against your jaw, your cheek, whispering against your skin. “be good for me, yeah?”

your breath is shaky, your fingers curling into the sheets as jungkook watches you, his eyes dark, unwavering.

his hands slide up, fingertips dragging along your sides, slow and deliberate. “you think i don’t want it?” he murmurs, tilting his head, gaze locked onto yours. “think i don’t wanna have you above me, making a mess all over my face?”

your stomach flips, warmth pooling between your thighs at the way he says it, like he’s already imagining how you’ll fall apart above him.

you press your lips together, nervous, hesitant, but jungkook sees right through you. his hands squeeze your hips, grounding, reassuring.

“jump off,” he says, voice smooth, calm, but there’s an edge to it, something commanding beneath the sweetness.

you hesitate for half a second, and then you move, shifting off of him so he can lay down properly, arms stretching above his head before settling comfortably against the pillows. he looks up at you, smirking just a little, his hands reaching for you instantly, urging you forward.

your heart is pounding, a mix of excitement and uncertainty swirling inside you, but jungkook is patient, his grip firm but gentle as he tugs you closer, guiding you over him.

his fingers hook into your underwear, sliding the fabric down your thighs, slow, deliberate, teasing. you shiver, watching as he helps you out of them completely, tossing them somewhere onto the bed like they don’t even matter.

you swallow hard, kneeling beside him, your body heating under his gaze.

“come here,” he murmurs, voice rough, hands wrapping around your thighs, tugging you forward.

you hesitate again, just for a second, but he soothes you with a slow stroke of his thumbs.

“trust me, baby,” he whispers, eyes half-lidded, lips slightly parted as he waits, patient and wanting. “lemme make you feel good.”

your breath hitches, your fingers digging into the sheets. then, slowly, you let him guide you up, positioning yourself above his face, thighs trembling just slightly as his grip tightens, holding you in place.

and the second you settle, his eyes flicker up, dark and full of something dangerous. “good girl,” he breathes, lips brushing against the heat of your skin, his grip firm on your thighs as he keeps you in place, hovering just above his mouth.

his breath is warm, teasing, the anticipation making your whole body shudder. you barely have a second to process before his tongue flicks out, pressing against your clit and dragging a long stripe up through your folds.

your whole body jolts, a shaky gasp tumbling from your lips, fingers instantly gripping the headboard for support.

“fuck—” your voice is barely above a whisper, thighs twitching as jungkook hums beneath you, pleased.

his tongue moves again, licking up through your slickness, savoring the taste of you like he has all the time in the world. your breath catches, a high-pitched whimper escaping as you tremble above him, your hips twitching forward before you can stop yourself.

jungkook groans, low and deep, the vibration shooting straight through you, making your whole body tingle. his hands flex on your thighs, pulling you closer, encouraging you to move, to grind down against his mouth.

“that’s it,” he murmurs against you, his voice muffled, lost in the mess he’s already making of you. “use me, baby.” his tongue plunges lower, hot and wet, licking into your cunt, the sensation making you jolt.

“oh—oh my god,” you gasp, fingers tightening in his hair now, holding onto him for dear life.

he growls, his grip tightening, keeping you pressed down as his tongue delves deeper, licking into you with messy, sloppy strokes, his face completely buried between your thighs.

your whole body trembles as he moves, flicking, and thrusting his tongue in and out of you, wet sounds filling the air as he works you open greedily, his hands gripping your thighs so tight you know you’ll feel it tomorrow.

you’re losing yourself, completely. your thighs are trembling, your hips rolling forward without even thinking, chasing every flick, every movement of his tongue.

“so messy, baby,” jungkook groans against you, his voice husky, drenched in arousal. “so fucking sweet.”

your breath is ragged, sharp little cries slipping from your lips, your mind hazy, floating. your stomach tightening, coiling, ready to snap.

jungkook knows it, too. he feels the way your thighs start to tremble, the way your hips stutter, struggling to keep up with the desperate rhythm you’ve set against his mouth.

he pulls away.

your entire body jerks, the loss of contact so sudden that your breath catches in your throat, a desperate whimper breaking free.

“w-wait—” your voice is barely there, weak and broken, hands flying to his hair, trying to push yourself back onto his mouth. but jungkook’s grip on your thighs is firm, unyielding, holding you in place just far enough that his lips hover over you, but not touching.

“nah, baby,” he breathes, voice dark, dripping with amusement, his fingers stroking up and down your skin in slow, soothing patterns, like he isn’t being absolutely cruel. “not yet.”

your head falls back, frustration bubbling in your chest, tears pricking at your eyes.

“koo—” you whine, voice high, breathless, your entire body aching, throbbing from how close you’d been. he smirks, watching the way you squirm, how your fingers tremble in his hair as you try to urge him closer.

“you were gonna cum, weren’t you?” he muses, tilting his head, his breath still hot against your soaked skin, sending little shocks through your oversensitive nerves.

you nod frantically, your hips jerking slightly, your desperation obvious. “yes, yes, i was—”

“too bad.”

his grip tightens, nails pressing just slightly into the soft flesh of your thighs as he drags his tongue along you, slow and lazy, teasing, but not giving you enough, not enough to build it back up, not enough to push you over the edge.

your stomach tenses, frustration bubbling higher, making you gasp as he continues. light licks, soft kisses, nothing close to what you need.

“please,” you sob, hands fisting in his hair, begging.

and jungkook—cruel, teasing, relentless jungkook—finally decides to give you what you want.

his grip on your thighs tightens, holding you in place as he leans in again, tongue eagerly lapping greedily at your dripping cunt.

you jolt, a sharp gasp escaping, your body immediately reacting to the sudden return of sensation.

he doesn’t start slow this time. no more teasing, no more light flick. he sucks you into his mouth, tongue circling your clit in quick, deliberate motions.

your back arches, a strangled moan slipping from your lips as the pleasure slams into you all at once. “f-fuck, jungkook—”

he moans in response, the sound sending vibrations straight through you, making your legs shake. his hand slides down, fingers trailing between your folds, slick and soaked from how long he’s been working you up, how much he’s denied you.

then he pushes in. one finger, then another, stretching you, filling you up slow, and deep, curling just right to kiss against that special spot inside of you.

your breath stutters, hands shaking, nails digging into his scalp as you cling to him, helpless against the pleasure that slams through you.

“oh my god—” you cry, hips bucking against his face, and jungkook growls, gripping your thighs tighter, keeping you still as he fucks you open with his fingers, matching the pace of his tongue.

his fingers press deeper, curling up, rubbing against that spot over and over. his tongue is unrelenting against you, flicking, sucking, messy and desperate.

your thighs are trembling, stomach coiling tight, pleasure building too fast, too hard, too overwhelming. you’re gonna break.

“that’s it,” jungkook groans against you, voice dark and full of hunger, fingers thrusting deep, tongue working you over with fast, filthy strokes. “gimme one, baby. wanna feel you cum on my tongue.”

and the second he crooks his fingers just right, mouth closing around your clit with one last hot, messy suck, you snap.

the pleasure crashes into you like a tidal wave, hot and overwhelming, your entire body locking up before unravelling all at once. a choked sob rips from your throat, sharp and broken, turning into a high-pitched moan that sounds downright obscene.

your hips jerk, grinding against jungkook’s face, chasing every last aftershock of pleasure, unable to stop yourself from riding it out.

he groans beneath you, voice low and wrecked, encouraging, letting you take what you need. his hands hold you tight, fingers digging into the plush of your thighs, keeping you right where he wants you as you move, letting him lick up everything you give him.

“oh fuck...” you gasp, body shuddering, vision going hazy from how hard you’re cumming, the pleasure so intense it borders on too much.

jungkook doesn’t stop. doesn’t even slow down.

his tongue is still lapping at you, messy, sloppy, dragging out every little pulse, every last tremor of your high, addicted to the way you taste.

your thighs twitch, your hands shaking as you try to push him away, whimpering from the overstimulation, but he just groans, mouth still locked onto you, still devouring you like he hasn’t had enough.

“too much, koo—” you sob, legs trembling, but he only tightens his grip, moaning into you, his tongue flicking over your oversensitive pussy, making you cry out again.

he doesn’t care. doesn’t care that you’re twitching, that your body is going limp, that you’re whimpering, sobbing, struggling to breathe. he just keeps going, working you through it, chasing another one.

his nose brushes against your clit, pressing just right, and your breath stutters, your whole body locking up for a second before instinct kicks in. you start to move again, grinding down, rolling your hips in slow, shaky circles.

jungkook groans, low and guttural. his fingers flex against your thighs, helping you move, guiding your rhythm, his tongue still flicking up against your entrance, letting you use him exactly how you need.

you’re whimpering now, high-pitched, desperate, the pleasure overwhelming, too much and not enough all at once.

his nose presses against you with every roll of your hips, the pressure perfect, sharp little bursts of pleasure making your stomach coil tight again, building too fast.

“fuck—koo, i—” you gasp, nails digging into his scalp, your whole body tense, right on the edge again.

he knows. he feels it. the way your thighs are quivering, the way your moans get higher, the way your movements start to stutter. with one last sharp roll of your hips, one last stroke of his tongue, you shatter.

your vision whites out, your whole body locking up before shaking violently as your second ogasm rips through you, stronger than the first.

a loud, broken moan tears from your throat, your thighs squeezing around his head as you grind against his face, drawing out every last wave of pleasure until you can’t take anymore.

your limbs go weak, completely spent, trembling, your body sagging forward as the aftershocks pulse through you. jungkook is still licking at you, slower now, not wanting to let you go just yet.

“koo, stop,” you sob, barely able to form words, your whole body shaking as you try to pull away, too sensitive, too much.

he groans in protest, but finally lets you go.

his grip on your thighs loosens, and you all but collapse, sliding off him and onto the bed, your body boneless, completely spent. your breathing is ragged, your chest rising and falling rapidly, your thighs still trembling.

jungkook licks his lips, smirking, looking at you through heavy-lidded eyes. his face is a mess, completely soaked in you.

“so fucking pretty when you fall apart for me,” he murmurs, voice thick and lazy, his fingers still stroking slow circles against your shaking thighs.

you can’t even respond, can’t even think. just lay there, panting, completely and utterly ruined.

his hands move before he even thinks about it. gentle now, sliding up to your waist as he tugs you closer, shifting you onto him. “c’mere, baby,” he murmurs, voice soft.

you barely register the movement, letting him pull you into his chest, your body molding into his like it’s second nature.

his arms wrap around you, firm but tender, hands rubbing slow, lazy circles against your back. he kisses the top of your head, soft and lingering. “did so good for me,” he whispers against your hair, voice thick with something warm, something adoring.

you make a small noise, barely more than a hum, nuzzling into his chest, your fingers weakly gripping at the fabric of his hoodie like you need to hold onto something.

jungkook chuckles, low and affectionate, his hand smoothing over your back before moving up to cradle the back of your head, tucking you in even closer. “s’that all i get?” he teases lightly, fingers playing with the ends of your hair. “no words, baby?”

you pout against his chest, but it’s weak, sleepy. “too tired,” you mumble.

he grins, shifting just enough to press another kiss against your temple, long and lingering, like he can’t help himself. “yeah? wore you out that bad?”

you nod, letting yourself melt into his warmth. your body already starts to relax, the last bits of tension ebbing away under his touch.

he holds you like that for a while, just rubbing circles into your back, pressing little kisses to your hair, letting you come down at your own pace.

“let’s get you cleaned up,” he murmurs after a moment, his lips brushing your forehead. “then we can nap, yeah?”

you hum, nodding against his chest, but make no move to get up, completely content to stay wrapped up in him for a little longer.

he laughs softly, squeezing you one last time before finally shifting, his hands never leaving your skin. “i love you, baby.”

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At first I was like , there’s folks just pretending to be Black behind random pics on Twitter and saying “I’m black and I don’t care”… buttttt my tik tok proved me wrong. There’s this creator on tik tok (ya_za_rati) who clearly rides off of clout and is literally having lives about how she doesn’t care. And others just straight up lying about how they were minors and didn’t know any better (which is a clear lie because they were 18). And I’m sorry, at 15, I knew enough not to do harmful or use harmful words. It’s such a lame fucking excuse.

I almost wonder if the companies are also behind this damage control . That Mara handle on twitter with Manon’s pics almost screams a YG employee cosplaying as a fan . Maybe I shouldn’t have that much faith in our own people.

it’s soo…. like i’m all for people feeling how they want to feel. i have a right to be upset, and even if i don’t personally understand it they have a right to not be. but what they don’t have a right to do is invalidate other black fans feelings or make it seem like the girls are just “innocent” or it was so long ago or they didn’t know what they were saying… right and i’m the next dalai lama

if anything it’s 1000% a coverup for kim soohyun. the industry is trying to protect that piece of shit, and doesn’t care about what they have to do to do it. it sucks, but there’s not much we can do about it now except protect our own peace.

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it's honestly is a rough time seeing hit tweets defending why it's okay...it's the slew of folks quick to defend and lack of regard/ akcnowledgment of the influence of black culture,...they repackaged the recipe to be more palatable to their audience and refuse to learn the history behind harmful words. if i see one more "BFFR, it's lyrics in a song", or "they were minors"...i'm literally going to lose it... and the fact that they're using AAVE in their argument.

and the thing is, people are trying to say the the word holds no significance in asian culture… which okay. not my place to speak on that. but the three members that said it were born in countries where they DO know the significance of the word. rosie’s australian, jennie’s from new zealand. sure lisa’s from thailand but i don’t really want to talk about lisa :/

they profit off of black culture but they hate us. or in the very least don’t give a fuck about us. the entire industry is full of culture vultures, and we as black stans are expected to just sit down and accept it because what on earth could we possibly have to be upset about. because it’s peoples ‘faves’ our feelings are insignificant, and they always have been.

like what are we even saying anymore guys;

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what the FUCK is the new tumblr layout