#urban spicy reads

[aurorariversworld]

Your steamy reads take a tour at the Big Apple 🗽

The neighborhoods of the five boroughs are sizzling with stories people hardly ever touch. Million of us pass me by every day but a few souls dared to enter my confessional. Sometimes they want their voices to be heard, and others want to be lost in the third-person narrative. Yet, these New York City residents had something in common, they want their real sensual stories to not be swallowed in the grinding hustle of this electric city. Heterosexual, LGBTQ, from every walk of life - these stories come to you as diverse as the people from the Big Apple. - 47 pages, collection of erotica short stories.

[jessread-s]

✩🌟⚡️Special Edition Collection:

Tap each photo to see all of the stunning customizations made to the Fairyloot exclusive editions of Sarah J Maas’ “Crescent City.” Fairyloot truly went all out, so I couldn’t only post one photo! 🙈 

I know I say this about every special edition book, but I really mean it this time when I say that this set contains two of the most gorgeous books I’ve ever owned. The redesigned dust jackets, slipcase with foil details, and digital sprayed edges by @micaelaalcainodesign are breathtaking.

The beautiful illustrations of my favorite characters on the hardcover and endpapers  by @lizzart_zardonicz nearly brought me to tears because they were captured so perfectly. 

Fairyloot recently confirmed that they will create matching editions of the rest of the books in the series as they come and I couldn’t be more excited! I look forward to seeing how they up their customization game with the next installment. In the meantime, I’ll continue to honor and cherish this set because it deserves nothing less 😌

Also pictured is the lovely necklace given to me by my sister!

Cross-posted to: Instagram | Amazon | Goodreads | StoryGraph

@sjmaas @worldofsarahjmaas @bloomsburybooks-blog-blog

[taylorfennersbookishworld]

It’s Monday! What Are You Reading? - 16 December 2024 and WWW Wednesday - 18 December 2024

This week I’m linking up to It’s Monday! What Are You Reading? Hosted by Kathryn at The Book Date and WWW Wednesday hosted by Sam at Taking on a World of Words! #IMWAYR is a weekly meme started on J Kaye’s blog and now hosted by Kathryn at The Book Date. WWW Wednesday was created by MizB at A Daily Rhythm and was taken over by Sam at Taking on a World of Words. To participate answer the 3…

[a-book-covered-in-cobwebs]

Bride by Ali Hazelwood review

2.5/5

Spice: explicit open door

Trigger warnings: can't really think of any so but I would def check online if you have any triggers

First of all the main characters name is Misery, just sit with that for a minute... like every time they'd have a serious conversation and someone would say "misery, this" or "misery, that" I was just so annoyed because what is that ridiculous name.

Second of all there's literally no plot and it's def not enemies to lovers if that's what you were expecting. Like they never hated each other and were downright pleasant to each other from the start.

There's also barely any plot, like genuinely nothing really happens and there's barely any mystery solving even though her only friend in the world is missing, like in the start and before the events of the book she seemed invested but throughout the whole book absolutely not.

Lastly these people have been feuding for years and it was just ended so easily, like what? Like even in the werewolf kingdom Misery barely deals with any issues and is just in his inner circle. Along with that the whole conflict between the groups barely shows up or plays any role in this book.

[caliberbook]

PART 1 VINCENT Chapter 3 (Part 7)

“Bonne chance,” Marielle corrected. “It means ‘good luck.’”             “He’s taunting you.”             Marielle wasn’t sure how much she wanted the others to know yet. Her mind was swirling with thoughts, mental notes, and questions. She decided to hold back. “Something like that.” She drummed her bottom lip for a moment. “He emphasized five words, and all of them were sexual or relational: hard, enchanting, make love, Masin, wet…”             “Wait a second,” Liam interjected, eyes narrowing. “How do you know that wasn’t a coincidence?”             Marielle rubbed the underside of her chin with her fingertips. “No, no… Once is a coincidence, but three times or more? That’s purposeful. It’s guided conversation,” she explained. “For whatever reason, he wants me to think about him that way.” She gesticulated for a moment. “Or at least he wants me to think about words which emphasize a sexual undertone because those things stick in our subconscious.”             “What’s guided conversation?” Sabine asked.             “Uh…” She paused. “It’s using certain words and phrases to implant thoughts and feelings into a person’s head without them being aware of it.”             “So like being hypnotized?” Liam wondered aloud.             “Kind of, except you’re not actually under anyone’s control. It’s like what he just did. He used words that are highly sexual or intimate in nature—again: hard, enchanting, make love, Masin, wet… He’s trying to implant something.”             “You said he emphasized those words? You heard that?” That was Barbara.             “Barely,” she explained, shaking her head.             “Do you think the very fact that he knows how to do this, and that he seems aware that you do too, is a sign that he’s also trained in profiling and mind games?”             “I wouldn’t doubt it, but…” She pressed her teeth together and winced. “It’s something more…”             “Maybe he just wants to sleep with you,” Sabine scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest again and glancing away.             Marielle continued their game of not looking each other in the eye, and instead stared at nothing in particular as she continued to stroke her chin. “No.” She flicked her fingers upward. “Well, I mean, okay, he might,” she said quickly and dismissively. “But he doesn’t speak to any of the beautiful women in this building for over a week, and then I show up and he’s hot for momma? Please.” She chuckled. “No, regardless of attraction, he’s trying to say something. I just don’t know what.”              “Wonderful,” Sabine growled.             “What does that mean?” Liam asked, eyes darting from one to the other.             Marielle tucked her lips in and shook her head. “I…” She glanced at the door, where just beyond she knew that Vincent—Chamber?—was sitting still. Then she flicked her gaze back to Barbara. “Listen, I need to see his room. Can you do something with him for about an hour?”             “Like what? Take him for croissants?” Sabine asked.             “Sure,” Marielle quipped, then turned on her heels and headed to the elevator to the cellblock. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Want more? Caliberbook.com

[avis-writeshq]

not me asking for it https://www.tumblr.com/avis-writeshq/744966259884556288/if-someone-asks-for-it-ill-write-a-fic-based-on?source=share

pairing: s9!spencer reid x fem!reader genre: fluff, established relationship, SMUT warnings: 18+ CONTENT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !! oral fem receiving, spencer reid is a munch, hair pulling, fingering a/n: a promise is a promise !! based off of this post <3 i hope this lived up to expectations !! first time writing fem oral ha h a ha wc: 1.1k

Honestly, if there’s one person Spencer can blame for the situation he is currently in, he blames himself. After all, he should have known that a ‘gathering’ at Rossi’s house that was planned by Penelope would only call for a lot of teasing, a lot of ‘get to know each other!’ games (despite the fact that he has worked with this same team for more than seven years. What else is there to know?), and a lot of alcohol. He didn’t quite realise that these games would be of the drinking variety. Alas, here he is, sitting on one of Rossi’s incredibly expensive leather couches and cringing at the horrid taste of whiskey. 

The game they’re currently playing is an alcoholic’s rendition of ‘who is most likely to?’, involving a thick stack of cards with different topics while each member of the team took turns reading out. Whoever ended up with the most amount fingers pointed in their direction was forced to drink.

Spencer hates this game. He has drank from his cup a grand total of six times, and he is not getting any more used to the spicy-poison-equivalent in his hand. 

“Alright, this is a good one,” Derek announces with a manic snigger. “Who here is most likely to be a munch?”

There is no hesitation in anyone’s answers, and all six fingers point into Spencer’s direction. His jaw drops at the betrayal, his head spinning from the sheer amount of shots he had to take but also what the hell is a munch?

“I don’t even know what that means!” He insists. 

“Oh–” Penelope wears a half delighted half pitying expression at his words. “We really need to get you onto the internet more. Reddit is probably up your alley.”

“Even Rossi knows what it means,” Emily cackles, gesturing to Rossi who looks all too pleased. “Hotch was my second option though.”

Aaron shrugs, sipping at his drink. “Guilty.”

A chorus of laughs and shrieks erupt from the group, leaving Spencer even more confused. “What?”

“Don’t Google it,” JJ chimes in. “Seriously.”

Spencer nods, and although he knows that he should have taken the warning seriously, the curiosity was getting to him and he had no choice but to search it up as soon as he got home. He gets the usual answers– the etymology of the word, what it means in the Oxford Dictionary, the popularity of the word since the early 1800s, and he really doesn’t understand what the fuss is. Does the team think that he eats loudly? Or that he chews with his mouth open? His brows furrow at the unsightly thought. 

His interest soon shifts to a different a different link, namely The Urban Dictionary. He blinks, clicking on the link without much thought and– oh. He does not get much sleep that night.

*** 

Your relationship with Spencer isn’t a secret. At least, it was never supposed to be classified as such. He is simply an incredibly private person that even his closest friends don’t know that you exist. It simply never popped up in conversation– or so he says.

The relationship isn’t necessarily new either. It’s nearing the one year mark and you have gotten to the point where the two of you have been more ‘experimental’ when it comes to sex. He finds it embarrassing. You find it unsurprising that he would. You find it even more surprising when he breaks a kiss halfway to lower you onto his bed, your head falling to one of his very expensive memory foam pillows. 

“I want to try something,” he announces softly into your ear, squeezing gently at your waist and looping his fingers into his shorts. “Is that okay?”

“Yeah,” you breathe, body hot with anticipation as he pulls down your shorts. It’s only when he brings his face between your thighs do you realise what he intends to do. “Spence, you don’t have to–”

“I want to,” he repeats softly, his fingers running up and down the lacy fabric at your slit. “If you want me to stop, you can tell me.”

You shake your head immediately at that, your hands moving to his grip his shoulders. “No, I don’t want you to stop but– but Spence, this is the first time you’ve done this. It’s okay–”

“Let me do this for you,” he says, his breath ghosting against the sensitive skin of your thighs. “I’ve done my research.”

“What–”

You’re silenced as soon as he presses his lips to your cunt, only separated by your pretty lacy underwear. He groans quietly at the taste of your slick seeping through the fabric, and his hands hold onto your thighs to keep them parted. It’s so good, so good, but it just isn’t enough. He pushes the fabric to the side, watching the way it clings and sticks to your skin. 

All it takes is one swipe of his tongue on your pretty clit for his brain to grow blank. The grip he has on your thighs grow firmer and his fingers dig in hard enough to leave little marks. His nose bumps against your clit while his tongue travels against your folds. 

“You taste so fucking good,” he breathes against you, lapping at your dripping cunt. “Fuck, angel, you’re so beautiful.”

Then, he’s on you all over again. His lips wrap around your clit and he whines into you as he sucks at the bundle of nerves. Each one of his actions has your back lifting from the bed and your hands tugging at his curls, to which he responds with a quiet moan. Amidst the pleasure, your mind nags you to be gentle, and you loosen your grip despite it taking all of your self control.

“Do that again.” He says it as a demand, guiding your hands back into his hair. “Do it again, angel.”

His head is spinning and he craves for more of you, his tongue flattening against your clit over and over again. He brings his own fingers to brush against your entrance, coating them with your slick before slipping his middle finger inside. It’s only the first knuckle but it’s enough to have you squirming beneath him. He pushes further until it reaches all the way, and Spencer groans at the feeling of you tightening around him. He kisses your clit again at the same time he curls his finger inside you and it’s all too much. 

“Spence–”

You gush around his finger and he licks and laps at your pussy like he needs it to breathe. His finger curls open and closed inside you while you rock your hips against his face, your grip on his hair tightening as each second of your high passes. 

“So good,” Spencer moans, kissing your clit. “Taste so good. You can do one more, right, angel? Just one more, I promise.”

reblogs are always appreciated !!

tagging the people who commented on the original post: @mosaicbrokenherz @doigettokeepyou @goblinintheblog @cassioxpeiaxmgg @daddytenebra @lilliumrorum @matthew-gray-gubler-lover @lightreiding

[bangchansdirty-slut]

Are you still taking request right now? I loved reading the half sisters one. So, I'm hoping if you can write another G!P! Yeji x Fem Reader.

Like both of the reader's group and ITZY have been friends, everyone is aware of Yeji's feelings for the reader—who's oblivious—but they are getting impatient when she'll make a move so they decided to use Chaeryeong to make her jealous while they are drinking. She's drunk and jealous then she made her move, owning the reader in her room.

Jealous Girl

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Paring: Top!G!P!Yeji x Bttm!Reader

Genre: smut

Requested

More: Masterlist

A/n: Requests are open

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In the bustling heart of Seoul, Yeji navigated the crowded streets with a quiet determination. Her brown hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail, showcasing sharp, piercing eyes that could cut through the dense urban sprawl. Despite the sound of the city, Yeji remained unfazed, her gaze focused on the horizon where the neon lights danced with the setting sun. She was known for her unshakeable poise and talent, which earned her a place in the popular K-pop girl group, ITZY. But tonight, Yeji's thoughts weren't on the next chart-topping hit or the flash of paparazzi cameras. They were on someone else entirely—Y/n, her best friend and fellow idol from another group.

Yeji and Y/n had been inseparable since their early trainee days, sharing laughter, tears, and secrets that only the closest of friends could understand. They had seen each other at their best and their worst, through the glitz and glamour of the industry, and the darker moments that lurked behind the scenes. The bond between them was unbreakable, or so Yeji thought. But lately, Yeji had been harboring a secret that even she hadn't fully come to terms with—a fierce, all-consuming love for Y/n that she didn't know how to express. It was a love that made her heart race and her palms sweat every time they were close, a love that was as much a part of her as the beat of her favorite songs.

The air grew thick with anticipation as Yeji approached the sleek, modern building that housed ITZY's dorm. Her heart pounded in her chest, a mix of excitement and nerves. Tonight, the plan was simple—a casual gathering with their closest friends to unwind and catch up. But Yeji had something else in mind. For too long, she had watched Y/n from the sidelines, her feelings a silent crescendo threatening to burst forth. Her bandmates had noticed the tension, the way Yeji's eyes would follow Y/n, the way she would light up when their hands brushed together. They had decided it was time for a little nudge in the right direction.

As Yeji entered the dorm, she found the others already there, chattering and laughing. The room was alive with the scent of freshly applied makeup and the sweetness of bubble tea. Chaeryeong, one of Yeji's members, winked at her, a knowing smile playing on her lips. They had all agreed to help Yeji tonight, to orchestrate a situation that would force the issue out into the open. The stage was set, the lights dimmed, and the music was playing just right—it was showtime.

Yeji took a deep breath and searched the room for Y/n. She found her lounging on the couch, scrolling through her phone with a gentle smile playing on her lips. Yeji's heart skipped a beat at the sight of her, the girl who had unwittingly become the muse for so many of her late-night thoughts. Tonight, she was going to lay her cards on the table and hope that Y/n felt the same way. But first, she needed a little liquid courage. Grabbing a bottle of soju from the counter, she poured herself a shot and knocked it back, the fiery liquid burning a path down her throat and into her belly. The room grew louder as the alcohol began to take effect, loosening the knots of anxiety that had been twisting inside her.

The game of spicy truth or dare began, a playful banter filling the air as the group took turns revealing their most intimate secrets and performing outrageous dares. Yeji watched as Y/n's cheeks flushed with every risque question, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She was so beautiful, so untouchable, and Yeji's desire grew with every shared glance. Chaeryeong, ever the mastermind, suggested a twist to the game—each truth would have to be more daring than the last, each dare more intimate. The room buzzed with excitement and the occasional squeal of embarrassment.

As the night progressed, the drinks flowed freely, and the atmosphere grew hotter. The tension between Yeji and Y/n was palpable, their friends' glances darting between them like a tennis match. Chaeryeong, noticing Yeji's growing frustration, decided it was time to up the ante. She leaned in close to Y/n, whispering something in her ear that made her giggle and blush. Then she turned to the group with a mischievous grin.

"Truth or dare, Chaeryeong?" Yuna, another one of Yeji's member's, asked, her voice teasing.

"Dare," Chaeryeong replied, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

"I dare you to kiss the person she thinks is the most attractive in the room," Yuna announced.

The room fell silent, all eyes turning to Chaeryeong. Chaeryeong's gaze searched the room, a playful smirk on her lips as she feigned indecision.Chaeryeong's eyes finally locked onto Y/n, and Yeji felt a jolt of jealousy shoot through her. She had to do something before it was too late. Chaeryeong sauntered over to Y/n, who looked surprised but not displeased. As their lips met, Yeji felt her heart drop to the floor, a cold, hard knot forming in her stomach.

The kiss was chaste, but the implication was clear—Chaeryeong had chosen Y/n to make Yeji jealous. And it was working. Yeji's hand tightened around her bottle of soju, the cool glass offering little comfort. She couldn't take it anymore. She had to make a move, or she would lose Y/n to the fog of oblivion forever.

With a newfound determination, Yeji stumbled over to the couch, her legs feeling like jelly. She plopped down next to Y/n, the cushions groaning under her weight. The room spun slightly, but she ignored it, focusing instead on the warmth of Y/n's body so close to hers. Her heart hammered in her chest, and she could feel the heat radiating from the other girl's skin.

"Hey," Yeji slurred, her voice thick with nerves and alcohol. "I've got something to tell you in private."

Y/n looked at her, the surprise in her eyes fading into concern. She took Yeji's hand and gently led her into the bedroom, shutting the door behind them. The music and laughter grew muffled, leaving only the sound of their hearts beating in the quiet space. Yeji's eyes searched Y/n's face, looking for any clue that she had noticed the tension. But Y/n's expression remained open, her curiosity piqued but oblivious to the storm raging within Yeji.

"What's up?" Y/n asked, her voice soft and soothing. Yeji pinned her behind the door, the room spinning a little more than she'd anticipated. She looked into Y/n's eyes, searching for the words that had been trapped in her heart for so long. But the alcohol had other plans. Instead of a confession, she leaned in, capturing Y/n's mouth in a sloppy, desperate kiss.

Y/n stiffened for a moment, shocked by the sudden turn of events. But Yeji's urgency was infectious, and she felt her own body responding, her heart racing and her breath hitching. Yeji's hands roamed over her body, clumsy but earnest, and Y/n found herself kissing back, curiosity giving way to passion. They stumbled towards the bed, the haze of their intoxication mixing with the electricity that had always hummed between them.

Their kisses grew deeper, Yeji's tongue exploring the softness of Y/n's mouth as her hands found the hem of her shirt. She tugged it up, her eyes dark with desire as she revealed Y/n's smooth, bare stomach. Yeji's own shirt was already gone, discarded in the heat of the moment. Their bare skin touched, sending waves of pleasure through both of them. Y/n's mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift in their friendship. But the warmth of Yeji's touch and the way she was looking at her made it impossible to resist.

Yeji's hand slid down to the waistband of Y/n's pants, and she paused, her breath hot against Y/n's neck. "Is this okay?" she murmured, her voice thick with need. Y/n nodded, her pulse pounding in her ears. She had never felt this way before, but she didn't want it to stop. Yeji's fingers deftly unbuttoned the pants, sliding them down to reveal Y/n's panties. The sight of her best friend's bare skin made Yeji's head spin, but she was too far gone to care.

They tumbled onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and fabric. Yeji's hand slipped under the fabric of Y/n's underwear, her fingertips grazing the soft mound of her sex. Y/n gasped, her body responding to the unfamiliar sensation. Yeji's eyes widened, and she whispered an apology, but Y/n's hand shot out to cover hers, urging her to continue. The room was a whirlwind of sensation—the coolness of the sheets, the heat of their bodies, the scent of sweet perfume mingling with the faint tang of sweat.

Y/n's breath grew shallow as Yeji's touch grew bolder. Yeji's thumb circled her clit, sending jolts of pleasure through her core. She had never been touched like this before, never felt this way with anyone, not even herself. Yeji's kisses grew more insistent, her other hand cupping Y/n's breast, her thumb flicking the hardened nipple through the thin fabric of her bra. Y/n arched into the touch, her body begging for more.

But Yeji had a surprise in store for Y/n. As she slid her hand away from Y/n's panties, she whispered, "I need you to sit pretty." She reached down and unbuckled her own pants, her cheeks flushing with a mix of excitement and vulnerability. She pushed them down, revealing a fully erect penis that stood proudly between her legs.

Y/n's eyes widened in shock, but the surprise was quickly replaced with curiosity and arousal. She had never seen anything like it before, but it was Yeji, and she trusted her implicitly. Y/n bit her lip, watching as Yeji stroked her length, the veins pulsing under her touch. The room was filled with the sound of their ragged breaths and the occasional giggle as Yeji's drunkenness made her movements slightly awkward.

Yeji leaned back, her eyes never leaving Y/n's face as she pulled down her boxers, revealing her true self. The sight of her best friend's cock made Y/n's head spin, but she found herself leaning closer, her body drawn to it like a magnet. Yeji positioned herself between Y/n's legs, her cock nudging against the wetness of her pussy. Y/n felt a thrill run through her, a mix of excitement and fear as she realized what was about to happen.

"You're so beautiful," Yeji murmured, her voice thick with lust. She kissed Y/n again, deep and slow, as she lined herself up. With one hand, she guided her cock to Y/n's entrance, the tip brushing against the slick folds. Y/n's breath hitched as Yeji pushed in, the sensation foreign but not unwelcome. Yeji's eyes searched hers, looking for any sign of pain or discomfort. But all she saw was want.

Yeji's movements were gentle at first, her hips rocking slowly as she pushed deeper into Y/n's tight embrace. Y/n's nails dug into the bed, her body adjusting to the new sensation. Yeji's cock filled her up in a way she hadn't anticipated. The initial shock gave way to pleasure, and she found herself moaning into Yeji's mouth, her body moving in time with hers.

Yeji took her time, savoring every moment of their union. She had dreamed of this for so long, and now it was happening. She felt Y/n's walls tighten around her, the wetness of her pussy making it easier to slide in and out. The sounds of their bodies slapping together were muffled by the kisses they shared, the room spinning with desire and the scent of their arousal. Yeji's hand found its way to Y/n's clit again, her thumb rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles as she picked up the pace.

"Your'e mine okay? No one else's," Yeji growled possessively, her movements becoming more urgent as she claimed Y/n with every thrust.

"M' yours Ye-ah~ji, always," Y/n moaned, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as Yeji's thumb worked its magic. Yeji's grip on her hip tightened, her strokes growing faster and deeper. Y/n's body responded in kind, her hips rising to meet each thrust, her moans growing louder. The room was a symphony of their passion, the only music the slap of skin and the wet, needy sounds of their lovemaking.

Yeji felt a pressure building within her, a coil of pleasure that threatened to consume her. She didn't know if it was the alcohol or the sheer intensity of the moment, but she had never felt so alive, so connected to another person. She broke the kiss, panting heavily as she watched Y/n's face contort in ecstasy. The sight was too much, and she felt herself on the brink of release.

"I'm gonna come," Yeji warned, her voice hoarse. "Gonna take all my cum, like a good girl."

Y/n nodded, her eyes glazed with lust. Yeji could see the desire in them, the want, the need. It was all she needed to let go. With a final, powerful thrust, Yeji came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Y/n squirted around her, her body pulsing in rhythm with Yeji's release. The two of them lay there, panting and trembling, their hearts racing in unison.

Yeji pulled out, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips as she watched the evidence of their love spill out of Y/n. She collapsed beside her, both of them sweaty and disheveled. They lay in silence for a moment, the only sound their ragged breaths. Then, Y/n spoke, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Yeji… that was amazing" Y/n said, still trying to catch her. breath. Her voice was filled with wonder and a hint of disbelief at the intense intimacy they had just shared. Yeji rolled onto her side, her hand tracing lazy patterns on Y/n's stomach. She felt a warmth spread through her, a warmth that was not just from the alcohol.

"You liked it?" Yeji asked, her voice tinged with hope and insecurity. Y/n nodded, her cheeks still flushed from the exertion. She reached out to cup Yeji's face, pulling her in for a gentle kiss. "I liked it a lot," she murmured, her eyes shining sincerely.

[phoenixtakaramono]

🔞 ‘The Price of Milk’ Butchlander Threadfic 🥛

For Butchlander Week 2024, DAY 2 PROMPT: Milk

SUMMARY: Have you seen Karl Urban’s obscure New Zealand 2000 movie: The Price of Milk? That’s it; that’s the plot. The gist of this short 🔞 oneshot threadfic is Butcher has been working undercover as a devastatingly sexy but unremarkable dairy farmer, and the main twist is the handsome amnesiac “John” who’s been temporarily lodging with him “until he regains his memories” might be hiding a little secret of his own. I am agog that seemingly no one’s written this fever dream of an AU before, where Butcher’s actor is a literal dairy farmer and you got Homelander with his milk fetish?? …Very well. I volunteer as tribute!

(The rest of the threadfic can be read here!)

If you don’t have a Twitter account, I have screenshotted the rest of the spicy half below the line break:

A/N - Thoughts? Opinions? I'd love to hear them! Sorry for the somewhat abrupt ending but this was 67 tweets long when I'd originally planned around 25, haha. If I'd do anything differently, I think I'd keep Butcher's alias as "ordinary civvie dairy farmer who immigrated from England" when the lovers reunite. That way it's even more fun(ny) when the truth comes out that Butcher is actually a badass secret spy working for the US government.

I want y'all to know he goes from this 👨🏻‍🌾 ➡️ to this 🔪 (iiiiit's the contrast)

(Now that you’re done reading, you can read my other 🔞 “milk” threadfic here. They’re unrelated alternate universes.)

[imherefordeanandbones]

10 people I`d like to know more

Last song: The Rolling Stones "Paint it, Black"

Fav colour: Oh god...i love every one there is on the pallet, hard to choose! But i would say RED and green!

Last book: i`m currently reading a few and some comics as well: Terry Pratchett & Stephen Baxter "The Long Earth", Michael Cremo & Richard Thompson "Forbidden Archeology", Philip Coppens "The Ancient Alien Question", John Jackson Miller "Kenobi", Star Wars "Obi-Wan, A Jedi Purpose" and the last one The Boys - Omnibus volume one.

Last movie: I don`t even remember, just sticking to books lately and some tv-series.

Last TVshow: Star Wars "The Clone Wars"

Sweet/ Spicy/ Savoury: Always Spicy and salty, not that big of a fan of sweets!

Last thing i googled: Taurid Meteor Stream

Current obsession(s): Since i can remember Karl Urban, Ewan McGregor and everything Star Wars, Supernatural, Science, Astronomy, and lastly but not least Pedro and his developement as an actor (love this guy!).

Looking forward to: reading new fanfics everyday, my last exams in december and finnaly taking my title as a nurse!

Want to send a lot of love to @orcasoul for the tag <3

@ladamedusoif @enchantedflameandflower @split-spectrum @marierg

Hope, that its ok to tag you and we can keep forwarding this little game:)

Have a nice day all of you, May The Force Be With You!

[loops-n-boops]

Dropping off some Jackie HCS for the Jackie fans (Me, I'm Jackie fans)

Has decently pretty half cursive hand writing. Most think he'd have chicken scratch handwriting, so they're surprised when he writes a physical note and it's hard to read still but pretty

Loves spicy foods, the rare occasion he makes himself food it's ALWAYS spicy as hell, so hope you like spice. However, he is still a considerate person, so when he knows whoever he's making food for can't handle it he will make a separate version of whatever he's making that's considerably milder

LOVES URBAN LEGENDS. He's the type to pull out some legend at a campfire to scare everyone else, but he tends to scare himself with them

When having personal conversations with his mom he won't speak English at all.

Gets emotional when people close to him speak any Spanish towards him (specifically those who don't know it). Misty said she loved him in Spanish once and he was all over her

Is freaked out by rats but won't admit it

If he had a kid every single one of his friends would be considered the kids aunts and uncles

Wants to go ghost hunting with V

Can actually sew pretty well, his mom taught him when he was young. He's actually a very independent man (hear that ladies? If he's single you don't gotta mama this boy)

Secretly terrified of dying. Not afraid to lose his life, but in his head his death will hurt those he loves- and that is his biggest fear

His go to date idea is cooking and dancing. He doesn't need any fancy restaurants yet, he wants his loved one, some music, and some new recipe neither of them know

[jenyifer]

Hum I realized I haven’t shared any of my book recs on here. I know I should watch new bl. I plan on finding something in June.

Since I got broken up I’ve been reading lgbt books. My ex gf had been showing me things about being lgbt that I had never imagined before and without her I still wanted to learn to experience different stories. So I used my love of fantasy and sci-fi and started listening and reading as much as I could. I don’t really care for overly spicy things but I like when the characters are realistic adults. So keep that in mind with this list.

1. The House in the Cerulean Sea 10/10 Fantasy great characters and mc growth. Found family always gets me. The ending was perfect. I’ve listened to it 15 times and forced my parents and uncle to read it. I’m excited for book 2.

2. The Darkness Outside of Us. 10/10 Sci-fi Space. This book made me feel so much. Surprised me. Had me gasping for air in my cube to the point people had to ask if I was okay. Had me running to the car to cry as I listened to the last part. Go in blind and enjoy the space and gay of it all.

3. Dark Rise 10/10 Classic Fantasy It is incredibly rare any book surprises me. Most of the time I can guess the plot a mile away. Dark Rise hit me over the head a couple times had me crying. But it was so epic and adventurous reminded of the feeling I had reading David Eddings as a child. (Not that lgbt as I would have liked but… it was there I assume book 2 a lot more)

4. Iron Widow 10/10 Sci-fi Mechs Fantasy Post Apocalypse I adore a mechs and history. It was extremely exciting. I adore the main couple even though main girl is actually mentally unstable but you love her anyways.

5. The Extraordinaries 9/10 Superhero. The main character is lovably stupid aside from his ADHD which I can relate on. I loved the lesbian side couple. The story was fun felt like it was written for the early college me who loved superheroes.

5. Adam Binder Series White Trash Warlock 9/10. Urban Fantasy. It gives me flash backs to Harry Dresden and Iron Druid but not in the obvious way just in vibe. I love main characters being country. I’m from Mississippi not Oklahoma but I can relate to being a gay in a small town moving to a big city. I love the main couple. The mystery magic system was interesting. I wish it had a bit more romance actually. Just because I love the main couple and side characters a lot and want happiness. I wish I could get more people to read this one it’s wonderful a lot better than a lot of urban str8 fantasy I’ve read and it was my main category for years. The mystery element was decent. I need to start book 3.

6. Ocean’s Echo 8.5/10 sci-fi mystery the main characters are… so wonderful. They are extreme but I love them so much. I’ll protect them to the end of days. I have this book over it’s… I guess in the same universe book Winter’s Orbit because I think the mystery suspense is more intense in Ocean’s echo also much more spacey sci-fi. Romance is also arranged marriage but is VERY different from winters orbit. I wish… I wish this book wasn’t associated with the other because it gets unfairly compared because the narrator is the same etc but Ocean’s Echo is great in its own right and is definitely not a copy

7. Winter’s Orbit 8.5/10 MYSTERY sci-fi edging on fantasy. Arranged marriage. Slow burn. These characters are also 10/10 I love them. I have experienced an abusive relationship before and appreciated seeing a character with the scars a similar past. Often if a character is portrayed as in an abusive relationship they focus on the event but it effects Everything in your world. Even now I have these scars after 8 years. I loved the mystery it was the main focus which I liked. The romance felt natural.

8. Fragile Remedy 8/10 one of the first books I read it made me cry and was a good single dystopian gem. Had a real… divergent hunger games kind of vibe to the world from what I remember.

9. Lightning struck heart 7/10 classic fantasy this is what I said on my insta at the time “It is an extremely comedic fantasy adventure with wizards, unicorns, knights, and dragons. Right up my alley! However the ending was disappointing. I'll listen to the next book in the series and hope it improves. Just found character arch unbelievable in last chapters.”

10. A wish upon a star by tj klune ^follow up books I read like 4 of them 5/10 I did stop listening to it this is what I said on my insta “Well I continued listening the tales of verania series and made it to the original end of the series. I'd say if you want a gay fantasy comedy without too much thinking Listen to the audio. Narrator is the biggest part of why I didn't quit. Idk if I'll read the other books though it is very friendship is magic smooth brain ideas I've read”

Unable to finish (been desperately trying to find a lesbian story and finding nothing)

Girl, Serpent, Thorn 4/10 my review from insta “Unable to finish it. The world is interesting. The first 3rd seemed promising but after major conflict the writing goes way down. But the MC doesn't grow. The f/f is so shallow it made me roll my.eyes until I had to stop listening. Wanted the bad guy to win and kill everyone”

The Midnight Girls. So intensely annoying and childish. I couldn’t do it I think I made it to chapter 3 but it was a struggle.

In the ravenous dark. I got to one third of the audio book and had to stop. The universe was okay but main girl was very annoying. Was kind of hoping her and the ghost would be together not… not the weird bullshit that was going on. Idk what the end of the book was going to be but it was not for me.

I’ll post another with my current to read list. I’m really going through them now because I have to drive two hours a day to and from work. Give me your suggestions though please thank you.

[miss-may-i]

Ten People I'd Like To Know Better

I was tagged by @perolesims @itmeansiris @zosa95 @purplesimmer455 @rosienthe @wannabecatwriter @justanothersimsblog @papermint-airplane @silwermoon-sims

Last Song: Blow Me Away by Breaking Benjamin

Favorite Color: Black

Last Movie: Blades of Glory

Last Book: Riding in Cars with Boys by Beverly Donofrio. It's one of my favorite books and short, so easy to pick up and spend a day reading cover to cover.

Sweet, Spicy or Savory: Savory

Last Thing I Googled: "Disinterring meaning"

Current Obsession: I don't have one at the moment, which is shocking.

Looking Forward To: Finishing the urban fantasy I'm currently writing

I'm not going to tag anyone since I'm late to the party and seems like everyone has already done this

[reachoutandtouchfaith-pccw]

Dutch van der Linde

Correspondences:

Story: Red Dead Redemption Series

Deity Of: Wealth, gold fever, mountains, cave systems, slow erosion, natural disasters

Symbols: Fehu Rune, Ehwaz Rune, Prosperity Knot, Solomon's Knot, Number 8, Awen

Colors: Black, red, white, gold, brown, gray

Planets: Mercury, Mars, Jupiter

Elements: Fire, air, water (at least in the beginning)

Tarot: Emperor

Favorite Season: Autumn

Zodiac: Taurus

Birthstone: Emerald

Holidays: National Day of the Cowboy, his birthday takes place on I Love Reese's Day

Herbs/Plants: Rose, dandelion, weeping willow, black nightshade (poisonous!), henbane (poisonous!), mandrake (poisonous!)

Crystals/Gemstones: Black agate, brown agate, bloodstone, jet, black onyx, brown zircon

Animals: Horses, snakes, coyotes, crows, bulls, lions and cats

Affirmation: "Have some goddamn faith."

Offerings: Cigars, coins and dollars (especially from that era), vial of blood, horseshoes, poetry and philosophy books, deck of cards

When To Work With: Days are Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Times of day are twilight, dawn, and sunset.

Reasons To Invoke His Energy:

Manifestation and Opportunity. Spotting opportunities and angles, coming up with backup plans, finding unconventional solutions, manifesting money (though this comes with risks — he may ask for more in return!), and opening closed doors.

Empowerment and Leadership. Public speaking and persuasion, building loyalty in a group, finding followers for a cause, confidence in leadership positions, developing a commanding presence, and starting a movement or community.

Protection and Resistance. Breaking free from oppressive systems, protection while operating outside conventional rules, strength to resist authority, creating safe spaces for outcasts, and finding escape routes from bad situations.

Creativity and Vision. Inspiration for grand schemes, developing ambitious visions, having unwavering conviction and faith in those visions, inspiring others to see your vision, connecting seemingly unrelated elements, and seeing the bigger picture.

Survival and Adaptation. Navigating hostile environments, reading dangerous situations, finding resources in scarcity, building from nothing, adaptability in crisis, protection, and urban and wilderness survival skills.

Shadow Work. Processing betrayal trauma from rats, examining which parts of yourself you hide to appear "proper", studying yourself with the same intensity Dutch studied Evelyn Miller, and keeping a journal of your thoughts and philosophy.

Just remember, like invoking any other PCC energy, Dutch's energy comes with that warning label. Too much can be a bad thing. Use with proper respect and moderation. Also, friendly reminder that any and all PCCs are good for curses, hexes, and jinxes...

When you're going to invoke him, it's a good idea to look out for...

Signs:

Hear:

The whistle of a distant train

The clopping of horses' hooves

The creaking of wagon wheels

The rattling of a stagecoach

The clinking of coins dropping

The music of a harmonica

Smell:

The richness of cigar smoke

The sourness of gunpowder

The spiciness of sagebrush

The ruggedness of leather

The sweetness of sandalwood

The earthiness of whiskey

Feel:

The coldness of morning frost

The warmth of the rising sun

The heat of a campfire

The sting of rope burn on palms

The crispiness of cool air

The prickliness of cacti or paresthesia

See:

The transportation of a horse

The sparkliness of the horizon

The haziness of ubiquitous dust

The flashiness of spurs

The darkness of his silhouette

The brightness of a camping lantern

Taste:

The succulence of mangoes

The freshness of purified river water

The palatableness of root beer

The bitterness of birch beer

The rusticness of sarsaparilla

The creaminess of cream soda

These signs are to only be looked out for if you can’t visualize him in your mind's eye.

Clown-O-Meter:

Does He Do Any Pranks?: Yes, and his most notable one is the "Stick 'Em Up Cowboy" moment.

What Are His Emo Moments?: He broods on cliffsides and balconies, plus I'm pretty sure he's an insomniac.

Does He Have A Stage Presence?: Yes, he's very charismatic, he has theatrical speeches, he keeps saying "one more score" like a circus act that never ends, and his train heists look amazing.

Does He Have A Clown Cult?: Yes, he has what technically could be called a "clown cult" made of cowpokes.

Would He Be Part Of A Killer Clown Version of Rebel Clown Army?: Considering their main goal is anarchism, most definitely.

Did He Kill One Of His Family Members?: He paid Arthur Morgan $20 to kill his whole family for him.

What Is His Kill Count?: 625.

Overall (out of five): 🎈🎈🎈

Additional Notes:

Dutch van der Linde, to say the least, is one great big mystery. Based on what you've seen of him, you either love him, hate him, love to hate him, hate to love him, or — dare I say it — sympathize, truly dig into his background and theories until he is a tad bit crystal clearer so you can solve the mystery, and let him inspire you, which is what I found myself doing. Now, what I'm about to say may be something that you find yourself disagreeing with, but it's both my own personal UPG and theories that I agree with around Reddit. If you don't agree, please don't comment and just feel free to scroll over this Tumblr post.

Dutch is a victim of circumstance. Beyond his control, every plan he has made has failed. His luck ran out, starting with the Blackwater fiasco. Each subsequent stop — Valentine, Strawberry, Rhodes, and St. Denis — ended in disaster or tragedy. By Beaver Hollow, he was in freefall. His plans crumbled, his people died, and his leadership cracked under mounting pressure. Nothing seemed to go right for him anymore and we all know this. What was hidden in the background that many people didn't know, however, was that Dutch made a deal with the Strange Man.

According to Redditor u/kaellcb, he made this pact after he and Hosea were arrested so that they could escape their cell and live happy, fulfilling lives. But, in a move that is very reminiscent of Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Caribbean (cowboys are pretty much land pirates anyway), he did not want to live up to the end of his bargain and tried to do anything and everything in the realm of possibility to make sure that he never would. This led to his infamous bad luck. Read the full thread here for more information.

I also agree with Redditor u/Jamerson357, at least on the second half of his post. John Marston ended up becoming another Micah, turning on his fellow outlaws, and that's something that Dutch doesn't tolerate with good reason. Dutch only believed Micah because he thought that Micah was supporting him (but he only saw through him after Arthur's death). And, as far as Arthur goes, he only abandoned him after he gained tuberculosis, and rather letting him die from disease, he was trying to make him die in a blaze of glory, just as Jon Bon Jovi wrote about. Read the full thread here for more information.

Regardless if you find yourself agreeing with u/kaellcb, u/Jamerson357, or both, one thing is clear: Dutch is revealed to be a very misunderstood outlaw who, in fact, is both a Cinnamon Roll and BAMF, once you do some digging into his story. He did what he could to keep the gang together. He is a visionary and never a true antagonist. And with that, I leave these pieces of information here so you can do what you want with them: either work with his energy or not. The choice is yours.

[caliberbook]

PART 1 VINCENT Chapter 3 (Part 6)

“Just so we’re clear, Vincent… We’re going to find out more. We have you, and it’s only a matter of time—and contacting the French government.” She got up and started to leave.             “Masin?”              She paused. She didn’t know why the sound of her name on his lips—and the fact that he chose to call her by the more intimate name—made the hair on her arms stand up.              “You’re French, aren’t you? Your pronunciation is too good.”             “Yes, I’m French. But I was raised here.” She sat back down. “Will you tell me why you allowed yourself to be captured?” She narrowed her eyes at him, searching for anything in his expression.             He wiped some sweat from his forehead, looking at it on his fingertips. “Hot in here. I’m wet,” he said under his breath. She cocked her head at that comment. He met her eyes again. “My teleporter has a cooldown. I wasn’t captured on purpose.”              A wry smile started across her full mouth. “Yes, you were.” She leaned toward him a bit. “I read people well. It’s part of my job,” she explained slowly, as if speaking to a small child. A small smirk formed on the right side of his mouth as she spoke, and only got larger as she continued. This was a game. “I’ve already got your number, Vincent.”              She stood again and started for the door. “I’ll learn more than your name, and how well you can kill people.”                       “Bonne chance…” he growled under his breath.             Her eyes met his one last time; they were serious and focused on hers, unblinking. The slight incline in his tone at the end implied it was actually a challenge for her. Anyone else would have seen it as sarcasm, but she knew how to listen for tone of voice. She thought on this only for a moment before she cleared the door and closed it.             No sooner had she left the holding room than Sabine grabbed her from the side and threw her against the wall.             “Calm down!” cried Marielle as her back collided with the wall.             “You said you’d get him to tell you something,” hissed Sabine, her arm across Marielle’s neck.              Marielle held the length of her arm back with greater strength so she didn’t crush her windpipe. “No, I said I’d get him to talk to me.”                  Liam appeared with Barbara right behind and peeled Sabine off her.              Marielle gasped for a moment before continuing, “And I did.” She pulled her tank top back down, smoothing it, and pointed between Sabine, Liam, and Barbara. “Something none of you could do.”             “But he didn’t say anything,” Liam growled, crossing his enormous arms over his chest.             “Actually, he said quite a bit,” Marielle countered, straightening her back.             Sabine tapped her black nails on her other arm. “Nothing important.”             “You just don’t know what to look for.”             “Do you?” pressed Barbara.             Marielle shifted her weight onto the balls of her feet and let out a sigh through rounded lips. “Yeah.”             Sabine rolled her eyes. “I’m convinced.”             Liam glanced through the window at Vincent. “What did he say? Band chance?” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Want more? Caliberbook.com

[milla-frenchy]

10 people I’d like to get to know better

Thank you for the tag @magneticecstasy @aurorawritestoescape @itwasntimethatdidit40 @ace-turned-confused ❤️

Last song: Take me out - Franz Ferdinand

Fav color: black

Last book: I haven't read a book for a long time... I read fics, not as much as I'd like

Last movie: The wild robot 🦊

Last tv show: Nobody wants this and From. Both are very good 🙏

Sweet/ spicy/savory: savory, then sweet. I don't like spicy food

Relationship status: married

Last thing I googled: urban exploration in the usa, for a fic

Current obsession: still Javi P, I'm afraid 🫣

Looking forward to: the weekend!!

Npt: @bonezone44 @casa-boiardi @survivingandenduring @axshadows @604to647

@thundermartini @sawymredfox @fruityreads @schnarfer @covetyou

@iknowisoundcrazy @baronessvonglitter

[andy-wm]

3D by JK (feat. JH) - my take.

Ok, unpopular opinion maybe, and I might get my ass beaten for this (not in a good way 🤣)

Feel free to disagree RESPECTFULLY.

Disclaimer: If anyone comes at me with that cancel bullshit I will block you, because we all get to have an opinion.

If my post enrages you, scroll past until you can be civil, then come back and talk. Or block me. I dont mind.

And don't tell me that because I don't love this song I have to hand in my ARMY card... I'm not going to.

🙂💜🙂

I'll start by saying I love JK so, so much. Adore him. Will always support him.

But for me, 3D is a misstep.

My feeling is Hybe should have reconsidered releasing it as it is.

JK's lyrics are fun and sexy. The innuendo is on point. The melody is great and the chorus has excellent sing-along value. Even though I'm not a huge pop music fan, I like the vibe.

The MV dancers are awesome, and I got a kick out of the fire hydrant metaphor.

And in that jacket with nothing under it, JK looks hot enough to melt asphalt.

However....

Including Jack Harlow's rap IMO is a mistake. It sucks, frankly. Not in a good way.

It not only misses the mark on the tone of the rest of the song but his lyrics are really just offensive. Misogynistic. And racial refrences are just... not cricket. It's 2023 not 1995, regardless of what his hairstyle tells you.

His lyrics sound like an incel bragging about their sex life when all they've ever done is watch porn. From his words, I doubt he knows how to please any person but himself.

His message is gross, but its still just... generic. Like he went to urban dictionary for spicy language and then googled how to treat women like shit. There's nothing original about what he's saying. He's not even being gross in an intersting way. It's gross AND boring.

(Jack, if you're reading this, sorry my guy you gotta do better.)

I've been army since 2018 and this is the first BTS song I have tried to find merit in and given up.

I honestly tried to be into it and i just... can't. It doesn't sit well with me.

This is a new experience for me because even when BTS release something i don't immediately love, i still stream and watch and let it sink in, or I work on figuring out what I am missing and why it's ACTUALLY good even if i can't grasp it.

This... it's just... not good, in my opinion.

I have to clarify here...

It isn't about explicit content, i am totally down for that. If anyone read my post on Seven, they will know my response to that song. In a nutshell, I believe all adults who want to, should happily and shamelessly be doing ALL the horizontal tango. Every type, every day, in every way. With anyone and everyone they fancy as long as all parties are informed and consenting adults who are equally enjoying the experience.

Yes. I am all about getting down.

That doesn't mean treating your partners like a body count or using and abusing them with no consideration. That's not cool.

**PSA: please be safe and use protection. Get tested regularly if you have multiple partners. Don't do anything you don't feel good about and dont stay with partners who harm or manipulate you 💜**

Now, back to the smut.

Some criticisms i saw of Seven were about how dirty it was. A few people were upset because JK said fuck, and because he sang about how and when he liked to fuck. But more criticism was levelled at Letto. Why?

It seemed like it was because she's a woman, singing about sex.

Letto totally owns her sexuality and she knows what she wants. I snorted with delight at how deliciously filthy her lyrics were. Some very clever wordplay made her verse so visceral, and pretty shocking to the pearl-clutchers, without her ever saying anything directly. I really enjoyed it.

She was telling us straight up how good she is in bed. Good for her. She totally rocks. And she wasn't disrespecting anyone. She didn't need to do that to make herself cool AF.

The difference between Letto's rap and jack harlow's is that jack sounds like he's just looking at the women he's singing about as a hole to stick his dick in. Women have fought for long enough for equality and respect. They don't need this bullshit. You can sing about getting down, and you can be absolutely filthy and nasty and wild, and you can do it without degrading your partners.

I did read a theory about this song being social commentary on toxic masculinity. You can find it here and you can read it below:

Its not bad as a theory. At least it wouldn't be if Namjoon or Yoongi or Hobi - or Jungkook himself - had written the song. If that were the situation we'd see some inkling of self awareness in the rap, and maybe a hint of character development. But there's none.

Sorry ARMY, this is not the class of lyricism we have come to expect.

If jack is trying to make a social statement^*, or play a character, he is not succeeding in showing any growth or humanity at all. He's really just that stereotype.

In the last few lines, after he offers to fly his victim from Korea to Kentucky, he says "and you ain’t gotta guarantee me nothing I just wanna see if I get lucky."

How considerate...

All I see is zero care factor about the actual person he's trying to get with. Which is quite different from JK's lyrics, which show awareness that he's interacting with a conscious, living human being, not a piece of furniture.

jack follows with "I just wanna meet you in the physical and see if you would touch me"

Ugh. Not with a ten foot pole, douchebag.

And how about, in his first verse "All my ABGs get cute for me"

Good god, really? Is he seriously saying this?

So its a no for me.

The ONLY saving grace is that there's an alternative version which is pretty fun. It's almost as if Hybe knew we would hate the version with jack harlow. Wow, such insight!

Now, i know that's not the only reason they made an alternative. They needed a clean version for US radio play (let's be real, what possible other purpose can this song serve? *°)

But they could have censored jack's... actually they couldn't. The rap verses can't be salvaged. They genuinely have no merit, the only hope for the song is totally removing them.

What does that tell you?

ARMY will no doubt still chart the main track but personally, I would feel morally compromised if i supported that version. So I'll stick to the alternative and hope for better things to come.

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^* Stylecaster doesnt think so either. I visited their website to check thr lyrics. They said, of D3, "Meanwhile, Jack Harlow brings the cool with his two verses as he raps about all the women he could pull"

Uh, really? I hope that's intended to be ironic.

*° The MV had only 4.5million views after 12 hours. And we know what brilliant strategists Hybe employs. I am travelling in Korea right now. There was no promo visible here. And it was no accident that it was released at lunchtime on Chuseok - the biggest famiily holiday of the year - when relatively few people in Korea would be available to engage with it. THEY KNEW IT WAS A STINKER.