#jay critch

[bl00dst41ned]

made a collage of some of my celeb male crushes

was fun to do but I'm wondering if I have a type now

[lamoodz777]

[riplikeren]

[555sage]

DAVE EAST

Calling my favorite men pretty.

Princess treatment.

Wasted.

Stubborn.

Sunday reset.

JAY CRITCH

2am.

All mine.

Say it. 18+

JIMMY USO

Mad for what.

JUDE BELLINGHAM

I <3 my boyfriend.

NASIR JONES

Gimme kiss.

ROMAN REIGNS

Big boy.

Tell me. 18+

Stay with me.

The little things.

Pretty Brown.

RUBEN LOFTUS-CHEEK

Better version, part one.

Better version, part two.

Ruben watches his girl get ready.

Cuddling with Ruben.

Issues.

SOLO SIKOA

Tender Kisses.

TYLER JAMES WILLIAMS

Coffee in the morning. 18+

On Camera. 18+

Use me. 18+

Company 18+

YAHYA ADBUL-MATEEN II

Calling my favorite men pretty.

[captinryker]

catch me if you can

[thelensofyashunews]

Hood Fav Jay Critch Drops Effortlessly Fly 'HUMBLE GIANT' Album

A favorite son in Brooklyn since he emerged with a vengeance as a teenager, Jay Critch towers over his competition. Coming through with a collection of highly-confident NY rap slappers, the Clinton Hill native shares HUMBLE GIANT. A thorough examination of Critch's colossal stature, HUMBLE GIANT displays a more mature attitude from the 25-year-old firebrand, alternating his signature flex-fests with songs that take a more reflective and melodic direction. Still, there are plenty of tracks on the follow-up to his acclaimed 2023 mixtape Jugg Season in which Critch displays plenty of his old self, indicating that the giant might not be truly humble: "I done leveled up, god knows I done took a loss/They be teamin' up against me, I must be the final boss," he spits on "Final Boss." 

Spanning 13 tracks, the tape displays Critch's mastery of a variety of New York rap styles, from the slinking and skittering "Too Rare," which harkens back to the '00s days of Fabolous and Noreaga, to the recently-shared "Kick It," a Cash Cobain-produced slice of sample drill with a video set at "Critch Fil-A." HUMBLE GIANT rekindles Jay's relationship with his favorite sound architects, including Tony Seltzer, whose wistful guitar melodies on "Absent" allow Critch to open up about his traumatic childhood. The rapper expertly ties his own experiences to those of a star athlete: "Lamar Jackson" rides Eastern strings and icy synths as Critch moves around in the beat's pocket like the titular mobile quarterback, while "In The League" reflects on how he's been able to keep his family fed with his rap music. Featuring additional production from B Wolf, Laron, frequent collaborator YungGMoney, and many others, HUMBLE GIANT is available everywhere via Talk Money Entertainment / EMPIRE and is now available for pre-order.

Since he burst onto the scene as a teenager with singles like "Ad Libs" and the beloved Hood Favorite mixtape, Jay Critch has been one of New York's favorite sons. His collaborations with Rich The Kid and Famous Dex on the Rich Forever mixtape series remain the stuff of legend, but he hasn't stopped switching up his style or releasing new heat for the streets. Last year, Critch shared the acclaimed Jugg Season, featuring guest spots from Max B, Baby Money, and his Rich Forever associate Rich The Kid, earning Critch a write-up at Pitchfork. Critch recently expanded his CV to include modeling, as he modeled for the Kors x Ellesse campaign alongside Emily Ratajkowski in 2022. He showcased his energetic performance style on a recent edition of On The Radar, featuring two new songs from HUMBLE GIANT.

Stay tuned for more announcements from Jay Critch, as he continues to elevate in NYC and beyond.

[deadthehype]

Having a song named after your birthday >

After all of that shit some of y’all gave Roddy Ricch for his last album, acting like it was the worst collection of music in the history of mankind, he ends up dropping Feed Tha Streets III that’s possibly not better than the last album. Shame.

[inthemixmedia]

[baeleaf1606]

she bad but shit she been that 🤩

[isthespiceoflife]

On July 15, in the heart of Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn at Herbert Von King Park, there's a FREE "MIKE'S Young World III" concert featuring the likes of Noname, Georgia Anne Muldrow, Jay Critch & much more! Yes, very black hipster, underground and artsy/creative. Very Bed-Stuy!

[riplikeren]

[555sage]

ALL MINE.

SUMMARY — destinee realizes it’s more than just a friendship between her and jay.

from jay 🪬

outside.

sent 10:01 pm

Destinee walks out the door of her apartment towards the elevator, taking it down to the lobby. She puts her hands into the pocket of her hoodie—well Jay’s hoodie. He gave it to her when they went out to the movies one night—Destinee didn’t expect the movies to be as cold as she thought so when Jay noticed how she kept leaning into him for warmth, he took the hoodie off and gave it to her. She felt bad since he was left in just his white tee, but he assured her he was fine.

The familiar black suv parked curbside playing loud music let her know it was Jay, she rolls her eyes as he opens the door. The sound of Drake fills her ears as she gets into the suv. “It’s late Jay cut this down.” She sighs.

His long arm reaches over to lower the volume. “My fault. You good?”

He looks over at Destinee and notices her demeanor, she was more quiet than normal, with a frown on her face she looks up at him.

“Yeah.” She lies—well try to.

Jay knows when Destinee isn’t herself, he notices how she fidgets with her hands in the pocket of the hoodie, he notices the frown on her face, he notices the tone in her voice. “Come on now Destinee, you know you can’t lie to me.”

“I’m not lying, I’m fine. How was your day?” Destinee attempts to bring a smile to her face but it looked more like she was uncomfortable.

“Fuck my day, now what’s up with you? We ain’t talk for a week and that ain’t like us.” Jay sits up to look her in her eyes, but she avoids eye contact.

Tears threatened to spill out of her eyes, but she held it in. She was mad at herself for even feeling the way she did. Destinee was silently crying inside from how overwhelmed she felt. “I was just busy.. and I know you’re out doing your thing with shows and being in the studio.” Destinee sighs looking out the window.

“Look at me.” He demanded, but she still faced the window. “You know I always make time for you, so don’t give me that right now.”

Destinee started to sniffle as her eyes well up with tears, she quickly wiped away the tears that roll down her cheek. “Destinee look at me.” He said more sternly, his hand cups her face turning it towards him.

As more tears spill out he can’t help but to feel bad for not reaching out sooner, “Talk to me Des, I hate seeing you cry come on now.”

“It’s just..” She whispers trying to get herself together. His thumb swipes across her wet cheek, softly caressing her cheek.

“Now that I’m thinking about it, it feels stupid for me to even be crying right now. It’s nothing really.” She tries to change the conversation, but Jay wasn’t believing what she says. It’s clearly evident she’s stressed from whatever has her breaking down in front of him like that.

“Destinee you sitting here crying isn’t stupid, you got something on your chest talk to me shawty.” He groaned.

Destinee takes a deep breath and wipes the few tears that spilled out her eyes. “I like you Jay.” She admits.

Her mind was full with thoughts of rejection and embarrassment—she couldn’t help but to feel that way. “And it’s more than just a crush you know—it’s one of the reasons why I was being so distant. I self sabotage to protect my feelings. I wasn’t sure if what I was feeling was true, but when I think about how you are with me, it hit me so hard.”

“The way you make time for me even when you’re booked up and doing shows, coming over when I call even though you don’t have to, the compliments you give, remembering the smallest things about me, how you are with my mom, even with your family too.”

Jay studies her face as she talks about how she feels. He couldn’t lie and say he didn’t feel the same—he just didn’t assume she felt the same way. His heart beats rapidly for the girl pouring her heart out for him. “Come here.” He said with a gruff voice, he extends his arm and grabs hold of her chin softly.

They were both making intense eye contact with each other—Jay gazes into Destinee’s glossy eyes, using his other hand to caress her cheek. “I don’t like seeing you cry.”

Destinee’s bottom lip pokes out a bit as she pouts, she was struggling with keeping eye contact, whenever she tried to look away Jay taps her cheek softly and whispers for her to look at him. Her stomach churned from the overwhelming feeling.

“You make a nigga feel good, coming to you after a show or the stu’ keeps me on my toes. Surprising me at my shows and being there watching me, doing the things you like with you, and the time we spend together all that shit matters to me. It feels good to be like that with one person y’know? I don’t want you ta’ feel like I’m out here giving these broads the time I give you because I’m not. I’m all yours.”

I’m all yours.

Her body heats up from hearing his confession, a soft smile creeps on her face, but she turns away to hide it.

“Let me see that pretty smile.” He grins.

Destinee obeys and faces him with a smile on her face. Her dark brown skin glows from the blue light illuminating around the interior of his suv. “I mean what I said, I’m all yours Des.” His voice drops an octave or two.

He was closer to her more than ever, his nose almost touching with hers. Destinee tilts her head as her eyes flickers from his lips to his eyes. “You all mine shawty?”

Destinee took a moment before smashing her lips on his. He kissed her back eagerly, his hand on her cheek slides to hold the back of her head. “Tell me you all mine baby.” He breathes as he pulls away.

She whines from the lost of contact, she tries going in for a kiss but he pulls her away by pulling her braids softly. “Tell me you mine baby.”

“Tell me and I’ll give you what you want.” He smirks.

She hated how much of a tease he was. “I’m all yours.”

“Say it again.”

“I’m all yours.”

His head dips into her neck, kissing all the way up to her lips. “Again.” He says against her lips.

“I’m all yours.”

“Again.”

“I’m all yours.”

“All fucking mine.” He mutters kissing her deeply.

[kiiara-kiiara]

Mr.Critch

[spvcemnd]

[ebak]