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BTS As The Kids From The Return Of Superman

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#MXPausedChallenge: Shine Forever

I decided to do the #MXPausedChallenge using the Shine Forever MV. The amount of visuals in this MV are ridiculous. Well... Here we go.

Kihyun Feeling Underappreciated

How I'm Gonna Stare At My Diploma Once I Graduate in May

Alrighty then guys!! Thats all I got. I hope you enjoyed this.

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MONSTA X as Baby Looney Tunes

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sʟɪᴛʜᴇʀɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ

ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅᴇᴘʟᴏʏᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴏᴡᴇss ᴏɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴛʜᴇ sᴘʟᴇɴᴅɪᴅ ᴍᴏɴʙᴇʙᴇ. ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ #MWJulyChallenge sᴇᴛ ғᴏʀᴛʜ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ °rest°. ɪ sʜᴀʟʟ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇ ᴀ sᴛᴏʀʏ ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴀɢᴇ ɪ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇs ᴏғ ᴡᴏɴʜᴏ, ᴀ ɢᴀᴢᴇʙᴏ, ᴀ sɴᴀᴋᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴘᴏᴄᴋᴇᴛ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ...... ᴡɪsʜ ᴍᴇ ʟᴜᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ!!!

ᴀʜʜ... sᴘʀɪɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. ᴍʏ ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ. ɪ sɪᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴢᴇʙᴏ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ sʜᴏᴍɪɴᴋɪ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴍʏ ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴡᴏɴʜᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ. ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇɴ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴡᴇ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsɪᴛɪᴇs, ʙᴜᴛ ʟᴜᴄᴋɪʟʏ ɪᴛ's sᴘʀɪɴɢ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀɴɢᴏᴜᴛ.

ᴀs ɪ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ, ɪ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪs ɴᴇᴡ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪ ᴅᴏᴡɴʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ, "ᴛʜᴇ ᴍʏsᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍʏsᴛɪғʏ". ᴀs ɪ ɢᴇᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ, ɪ sᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴀ ᴛᴀᴘ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ. ɪ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ᴡᴏɴʜᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪs ᴄʟᴀssɪᴄ ᴄʜᴇᴇsʏ sᴍɪʟᴇ ᴏɴ ʜɪs ғᴀᴄᴇ. ɪɴ ᴀʟʟ ʜᴏɴᴇsᴛʏ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴍɪʟᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ sᴡᴀʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪ sᴇᴇ ɪᴛ. ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴀᴅᴍɪᴛ, ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ sʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴄʀᴜsʜ ᴏɴ ᴡᴏɴʜᴏ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴛ. ʜᴇ's ʙᴜɪʟᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ɢʀᴇᴇᴋ ɢᴏᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ᴏғ ᴀɴ ᴀᴅᴏʀᴀʙʟᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ ʙᴜɴɴʏ. ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʜɪᴍ ʜᴏᴡ ɪ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴀɴᴅ ʀɪsᴋ ᴡʀᴇᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴏᴜʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅsʜɪᴘ.

ɪ sᴛᴏᴘ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴍᴍᴇᴅɪᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ʜᴜɢ ʜɪᴍ ᴛɪɢʜᴛ.

"ᴡᴏɴʜᴏ. ᴏʜ ᴍʏ ɢᴏsʜ. ɪ ᴍɪssᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ. ᴡᴏᴡ, ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇғᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪ sᴀᴡ ʏᴏᴜ," ɪ sᴀʏ ᴀs ʜᴜɢ ʜɪs ғɪʀᴍ ʙᴏᴅʏ.

"ʜᴀʜᴀ, ɪ ᴍɪssᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴏ. ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴇᴀʜ, ɪ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғᴛᴇɴ. ɪ ʀᴇғᴜsᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴠɪᴄᴛɪᴍ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ғʀᴇsʜᴍᴇɴ 15, " ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ.

"sᴏ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ," ɪ ᴀsᴋ.

"ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ. ʟᴇᴛ's ᴊᴜsᴛ sɪᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴜᴘ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙɪᴛ."

"ᴏᴋᴀʏ, sᴜʀᴇ."

ᴡᴏɴʜᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ sɪᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴢᴇʙᴏ ғᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ғᴇʟᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴏᴜʀs ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴀssᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴡᴇ'ᴠᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴀᴛ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ. ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴏɴᴇsᴛʟʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ ғᴏʀ ʜᴏᴜʀs. ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴍᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴇɴᴛʜᴜsɪᴀsᴍ ʜᴇ ʜᴀs ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴋs ᴊᴜsᴛ ʜᴀs ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴅᴀᴢᴇ. ɪ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴅᴏᴢᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇʀsᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴀᴅᴍɪʀɪɴɢ ʜɪs ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ, ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪ sᴇᴇ ᴀ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇʀɴ ᴄʀᴏss ʜɪs ғᴀᴄᴇ.

"ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ᴡʀᴏɴɢ," ɪ ᴀsᴋ.

"ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ," ʜᴇ sᴀʏs sᴛᴇʀɴʟʏ.

ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀʀᴅ-ʜᴇᴀᴅᴇᴅ, ɪ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ... ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴡɪsʜ ɪ ʜᴀᴅɴ'ᴛ. ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ғʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴍᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜɪs ʟᴏɴɢ sɴᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴢᴇʙᴏ. ɪ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴀʀʟʏ ʙᴇɢɪɴ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀʏ. ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴ ᴇxᴛʀᴇᴍᴇ ғᴇᴀʀ ᴏғ sɴᴀᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴀɴɪᴄ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ. ᴡᴏɴʜᴏ, ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, sᴘʀᴀɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, ɢʀᴀʙs ᴛʜᴇ sɴᴀᴋᴇ ǫᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴡs ɪᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴇs. ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ʜᴇ ɪᴍᴍᴇᴅɪᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ʀᴜɴs ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ sɪᴅᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʟᴍ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ.

"ɢᴇᴇᴢ, ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ sɴᴀᴋᴇs," ʜᴇ sᴀʏs ᴀs ʜᴇ ʜᴜɢs ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴜʙs ᴍʏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ.

"ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ. ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ," ᴡᴀs ᴀʟʟ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴀʏ.

ʜᴇ ɢʀᴀʙs ᴍʏ ғᴀᴄᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʜɪs ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋs ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs. ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋs ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ sɪɢʜs.

"ʜᴏᴡ ᴄᴀɴ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs sᴏ ʟᴏᴏsᴇ ᴍɪɴᴅᴇᴅ."

"ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ... ᴡᴀɪᴛ... ᴡʜᴀᴛ???"

"ᴡʜᴀᴛ?"

"ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ?"

"ᴜᴍᴍ... ʏᴇᴀʜ, ɪ ɢᴜᴇss ɪ ᴅɪᴅ, ʜᴀʜᴀ. ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴡʜʏ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ��ᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ. ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴄʀᴜsʜ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴏᴏ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴏᴡ ɪ ғᴇʟᴛ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ғʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ, ɪ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ɪ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴅᴇ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ. ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ ʜᴜʜ?"

"ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏɴʜᴏ." ʜᴇ sɪɢʜs ɪɴ sᴀᴅɴᴇss.

"ɪ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ɪᴛ. ɪ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴀɪᴅ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. ɪ'ᴍ sᴏ sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅ. ɪ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ sʜᴜᴛ. ɴᴏᴡ ᴏᴜʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅsʜɪᴘ ɪs ʀᴜɪɴᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ's ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ...," ɪ sʜᴜᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴋɪss.

"ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴡᴏɴʜᴏ."

"sᴇʀɪᴏᴜsʟʏ, ᴡʜʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sᴀʏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ."

"ɪ ��ɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴜɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ ᴡᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ. ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴇᴊᴇᴄᴛ ᴍᴇ."

ᴡᴏɴʜᴏ ᴘᴜʟʟs ᴍᴇ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɪssᴇs ᴍᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴏ ɢᴇɴᴛʟʏ.

"ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏsᴇ."

ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴍᴇʟᴛᴇᴅ ɪᴍᴍᴇᴅɪᴀᴛᴇʟʏ.

"sᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀsᴋ ᴛʜɪs ᴏғғɪᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ. ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇ ᴍʏ ɢɪʀʟғʀɪᴇɴᴅ," ʜᴇ sᴀʏs ᴀs ʜᴇ ᴘᴜʟʟs ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ʙᴏx ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴘᴏᴄᴋᴇᴛ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ɪɴ ɪᴛ."

"ᴏʜ ᴍʏ ɢᴏᴅ!! ɪs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴄᴋᴇᴛ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢʀᴀɴᴅᴍᴀ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢʀᴀɴᴅᴘᴀ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴀɴɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴀʀʏ?"

"ʏᴇs ɪᴛ ɪs. ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʜᴇ ᴘᴀssᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ʜᴇ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ɪ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ɪs ʏᴏᴜ. sᴏ... ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛ ᴍʏ ᴘʀᴏᴘᴏsᴀʟ?"

"ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ. ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ʜᴏɴᴏʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢɪʀʟғʀɪᴇɴᴅ," ɪ sᴀʏ ғɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴇᴀʀs.

ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴜʟʟ ᴏғ ᴊᴏʏ, ᴡᴏɴʜᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴋs ᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ sᴘɪɴs ᴜs ɪɴ ᴄɪʀᴄʟᴇs. ᴀʟʟ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴅᴏ ɪs sᴍɪʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴏғ ʜᴏᴡ ʟᴜᴄᴋʏ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜɪs ᴍᴀɴ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ. ɴᴏᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ sɴᴀᴋᴇs ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴍʏ ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ.

ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛʏ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴜʏs. ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴍʏ sᴛᴏʀʏ. ɪ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏᴇᴅ ɪᴛ. ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ᴍ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ. ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ʟ8ʀ ᴍᴏɴʙᴇʙᴇ. 

[aminocapsule]

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴀ x-ʀᴀʏ ᴄᴏsᴛᴜᴍᴇs?? 🤔🤔

ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ᴍᴏɴʙᴇʙᴇ ғᴀᴍ. ɪᴛs ʙᴇᴇɴ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ sɪɴᴄᴇ ɪ ᴘᴏsᴛᴇᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴀᴍɪɴᴏ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛɪɴɢ ɢɪᴠᴇs ᴢᴇʀᴏ ғ's ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇ ʙʟᴏɢs. ᴏʜ ᴡᴇʟʟ... ᴀɴʏ ᴡʜᴏ, ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴇᴘɪsᴏᴅᴇ ᴏғ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴀ x-ʀᴀʏ 3, ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪ'ᴍ sᴜʀᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴄʀɪᴇᴅ ʟᴀᴜɢʜɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀɪᴛʏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴍᴇɴ ᴀʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅɪᴄ ɢᴇɴɪᴜsᴇs. ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏsᴛᴜᴍᴇs ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀsᴇʀ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴡᴀs, ɪ ʟᴀᴜɢʜᴇᴅ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ. sᴏ ɪ'ᴍ ᴅᴇᴅɪᴄᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ʙʟᴏɢ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴡᴀs. ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛᴏʀ-ɴɪᴍ ᴡᴏɴʜᴏ ғᴏʀ ᴘʀᴏᴠɪᴅɪɴɢ ǫᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴏɴʙᴇʙᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪs ᴛᴇᴀsᴇʀ. ᴡᴇʟʟ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ɢᴏ.

ɪ.ᴍ ᴀs sʜɪɴ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ

ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴋʏᴜɴ ɪs ᴅʀᴇssᴇᴅ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙ ғɪᴠᴇ, ᴋɪᴍ sʜɪɴ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ. ᴄᴇʟᴇʙ ғɪᴠᴇ ɪs ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʀɪsᴇᴅ ᴏғ ғɪᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅɪᴇɴɴᴇs, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴇʙᴜᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴍᴠ "ɪ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙ" ᴏɴ ᴊᴀɴᴜᴀʀʏ 24. sʜɪɴ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪs ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ғᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ғʟᴀᴍɪɴɢ ᴄʜᴀʀɪsᴍᴀ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴄᴇ. ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴋʏᴜɴ ᴇᴍʙᴏᴅɪᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴇʟʟ.

ᴍɪɴʜʏᴜᴋ ᴀs ʜéᴄᴛᴏʀ

ᴍɪɴʜʏᴜᴋ ɪs ᴅʀᴇssᴇᴅ ᴀs ʜéᴄᴛᴏʀ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsɴᴇʏ/ᴘɪxᴀʀ ғɪʟᴍ, ᴄᴏᴄᴏ. ʜéᴄᴛᴏʀ ɪs ᴀ ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴀsᴇᴅ ᴍᴜsɪᴄɪᴀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘs ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ, ᴍɪɢᴜᴇʟ, ᴏɴ ʜɪs ǫᴜᴇsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ. (ᴘ.s. ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇɴ ᴄᴏᴄᴏ, ɪ sᴛʀᴏɴɢʟʏ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴅ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ. sᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ)

sʜᴏᴡɴᴜ ᴀs ᴀ sʟɪᴄᴇ ᴏғ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀᴍᴇʟᴏɴ???

sʜᴏᴡɴᴜ's ᴄᴏsᴛᴜᴍᴇ ᴄᴏɴғᴜsᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏsᴛᴜᴍᴇs. ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ ʜᴇ ɪs ᴀ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀᴍᴇʟᴏɴ ʙᴜᴛ... ɪs ʜᴇ ᴀ ʀᴇᴠᴇʀsᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀᴍᴇʟᴏɴ ᴏʀ ᴀ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀᴍᴇʟᴏɴ? ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏ ɪᴅᴇᴀ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋs ᴅᴇʟɪᴄɪᴏᴜs ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ ʟᴏʟ.

ᴋɪʜʏᴜɴ ᴀs ᴅɪᴏɢᴇɴᴇs

ᴋɪʜʏᴜɴ ɪs ᴅʀᴇssᴇᴅ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴅɪᴏɢᴇɴᴇs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴛғᴏʀᴍᴇʀ ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ɢᴀᴍᴇs "ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ɪᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙᴇɴɴᴇᴛᴛ ғᴏᴅᴅʏ". ᴛʜɪs ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴡᴀs ʀᴇʟᴇᴀsᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 2017 ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴍᴀɴʏ ɢᴀᴍᴇʀs ᴇxɪsᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴏᴡ sᴛʀᴇssғᴜʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇᴅɪᴏᴜs ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ. ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴀʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ɪs ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴅɪᴏɢᴇɴᴇs, ᴡʜᴏ ɪs ʙᴀsɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄᴀᴜʟᴅʀᴏɴ, ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴏʙsᴛᴀᴄʟᴇs ᴜsɪɴɢ ᴏɴʟʏ ʜɪs ᴜᴘᴘᴇʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ sʟᴇᴅɢᴇ ʜᴀᴍᴍᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ʜᴀs ɴᴏ sᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛs, sᴏ ᴀ ʟᴏss ɪɴ ᴘʀᴏɢʀᴇss ᴍᴇᴀɴs sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴋɪʜʏᴜɴ ᴘʟᴀʏs ᴛʜɪs ᴏɴ ʜɪs ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴇᴛs ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴀɴɢʀʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ᴍᴇssᴇs ᴜᴘ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴍᴇ ɢɪɢɢʟᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟʟʏ.

ᴊᴏᴏʜᴇᴏɴ ᴀs ɪɴᴍʏᴇᴏɴᴊᴏ

ᴊᴏᴏʜᴇᴏɴ ɪs ᴅʀᴇssᴇᴅ ᴀs ɪɴᴍʏᴇᴏɴᴊᴏ, ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ғᴀᴄᴇᴅ ʙɪʀᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴄᴇʀᴇᴍᴏɴʏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ 2018 ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ ᴏʟʏᴍᴘɪᴄ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ɪɴ ᴘʏᴇᴏɴɢᴄʜᴀɴɢ. ɪɴᴍʏᴇᴏɴᴊᴏ ɪs ᴀ ᴋᴏʀᴇᴀɴ ᴍʏᴛʜᴏʟᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʏᴍʙᴏʟɪᴢᴇs ʟᴏɴɢ���ᴠɪᴛʏ.

ʜʏᴜɴɢᴡᴏɴ ᴀs sʟɪɴᴋʏ

ʜʏᴜɴɢᴡᴏɴ ɪs ᴅʀᴇssᴇᴅ ᴀs sʟɪɴᴋʏ ᴅᴏɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏʏ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇs. sʟɪɴᴋʏ ɪs ᴀ ᴛᴏʏ ᴅᴏɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ sʟɪɴᴋʏ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ɪɴ ʜᴀɴᴅʏ ᴏғᴛᴇɴ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇs ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏʏs ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ sᴀᴠᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅʏ. sʟɪɴᴋ ᴡᴀs ᴡᴏᴏᴅʏ's ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʙᴜᴢᴢ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ. ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ sʟɪɴᴋʏ sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ. ᴀᴅᴏʀᴀʙʟᴇ.

ᴡᴇʟʟ... ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴛ. ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴜʏs ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ʙʟᴏɢ. ɪ ɪᴍᴍᴇᴅɪᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴅᴇᴀ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴘɪsᴏᴅᴇ. ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴀ x, ᴍʏ ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ʟᴏʟ. ᴏᴋᴀʏ ғᴀᴍ, sᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟ8ʀ.

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#MyDayWithMXWinter: Wonho Winter Whimsy

Okie doke. Time to put another challenge under my belt. #MyDayWithMXWinter Bring It!!!

Wonho and I are enjoying our lovely vacation at his family's cabin in the mountains. Everything has been so peaceful. I was relaxing on the porch, drinking hot cocoa, and watching Wonho shovel the driving path so we could go into town later for food.

He looks so handsome and manly. Gotta love my muscular snow bunny. But soon I got bored just sitting and thought of something.

"Wonho, babe, take a break and let's play in the snow for a bit," I suggested.

"Sorry, love but I have to get this done now or it won't get done," he replies.

I pout and flail my arms in frustration and he chuckles at my little tantrum but continues working.

"Oh so he thinks this is funny", I think to myself. "I'll show him what's funny."

I take a handful of snow, form a ball and chuck it in his direction. It flies right passed his head.

He looks at me in shock and shouts, "Yah!! Cut it out."

I get a devilish smirk on my face as a prepare another snowball.

"Babe, no. Stop it," he yells as I run towards him. I start to chase him and prepare to throw. He looks back and screams (imagine the scream when he was hit with the water balloon). I hit his back and he immediately stops and turned to me.

"Oh, now you're gonna get to," he says with a menacing grin on his lips.

"Oh crap... I'm screwed," I think as I turn and run. He chases me and I'm easily catch. He lightly tackles me to the ground and attacks me with face kisses. We lay in the snow for a minute until Wonho starts to move his arms and legs to make a snow angel. I join him. After we finish, we stand up and admire our masterpieces.

He then brings me into his embrace. I look into his eyes and feel nothing but love and warmth. Soon a childish smile grows on his face.

"I have an idea," he says. He breaks from the hug and goes to the side of the cabin. He comes back with a sled. I'm instantly excited because I've never gone sledding before.

He grabs my hand and directs me to the snow hill down the road from the cabin. The hill was huge and kind of steep. I was nervous and Wonho could tell. He sat on the sled and patted the spot in front of him. He held me close and asked if I was ready to go. I slightly nodded and we started down the hill. I closed my eyes at first but then opened them to enjoy the moment. Wonho was laughing joyously the whole way down. My precious man child.

After the ride, we went down a couple more times then headed back to the cabin. Once we were back, Wonho sent me back into the cabin to get warm while he finished the driving path. I smiled at my ability to make him take a break from work. He works so hard and I love him for it.

Alrighty then. I hope you guys enjoyed this. STAY WARM!!! 

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Showhyuk Story: Dramarama on Minhyuk's B-Day

Heyllo awesome fandom that is Monbebe. I come today to bring you a wonderful story for the #GifStoryChallenge. This story is going to be based on the relationship of Shownu and Minhyuk because I keep encountering videos and photos of them napping together and its the most precious thing in the world. So without further ado, I give you Dramarama on Minhyuk's B-Day.

(Minhyuk's POV)

I awaken to the sunshine hitting my face through the window. I smile brightly because today is a special day. Its my birthday and I'm super excited to celebrate. Unfortunately, I won't be able to celebrate my day with the guys since a majority of them have left the dorm to deal with their personal schedules. Its just Shownu and I at the dorm today. Oh well, time to get my day started. I head to the bathroom to wash you before heading to the kitchen to make some breakfast.

I'm in the kitchen cooking when Shownu enters (author's thought:looking extremely handsome as usual lol). He heads to the fridge and pulls out some orange juice.

"Good morning, hyung," I say with a smile.

"Morning," he replies still half asleep.

I start dancing with excitement because of my birthday and Shownu hyung gives me a weird look.

"What are you so excited about,"he asks.

I stop dancing and look at him with a bit of sadness.

"What do you mean? Don't you know what day it is," I ask.

"Nope, what's today," he asked blankly.

"Nothing, never mind," I say coldly and roll my eyes.

"Well, if you're not too busy today, can you go shopping for the dorm. Its your turn to buy groceries."

"Are you serious," I yell angrily then sigh. "Fine, give me a list of things to get."

Shownu goes to his room and starts writing a list of things to get while I'm still in the kitchen trying to calm myself down.

I can't believe he forgot my birthday. So much for having an awesome birthday this year. I eat my breakfast and then go get ready to go to store. I start to head out when Shownu hands me his list. I take it with a fake smile and head out. The entire way to the store, I'm trying to lighten up about the situation but it really hurts that he didn't remember my birthday. I arrived at the store, shop for everything on the list and walk back to the dorm in sad silence.

I get back into the dorm and its dark. All the lights are off and the windows are covered to prevent the sunlight from coming in. I'm completely confused, until Shownu comes around the corner with a birthday cake singing:

"Saeng il chuk ha ham ni da, Saeng il chuk ha ham ni da, Sarang ha neun Minhyukie, Saeng il chuk ha ham ni da."

I couldn't do anything but smile.

"I thought you forgot about my birthday"

"Of course I didn't forget. How could I forget my sunshine's day. Now hush and make a wish."

I smile big, close my eyes, make my wish, and blow out the candles. After that, hyung ordered food and we watched movies until the other members come back to the dorm exhausted from their long day. Everyone wished me a Happy Birthday and they even brought back gifts. When they all went to their rooms, I turned to Shownu hyung and thanked him.

"Hyung, thank you for celebrating my day with me."

"No problem Minhyukie. Saranghae."

Lol. Aww. One of the best birthdays ever.

Alrighty then you guys. Thats my story. Hope you enjoyed it. 

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Shades of Monsta X Challenge

YAYY!!! This is any amazing and slightly difficult challenge and I'm definitely here for it. I decided to do this challenge based on the meme lord himself, Hyungwon. The song I picked is "Beautiful" because he SOOO is one of the most beautiful humans on the planet. I picked the choreo when Hyungwon goes:

Neon neomu yeppeo, seulpeudorok areumdawo

Too beautiful to handle

The man's hips are lethal and I feel threatened every time.

Shades of Beautiful with Hyungwon

Really sir... Must you touch your no-no square.

Great, now they're all doing it. Good job H.One.

Good Lord man. Don't come for my life like that.

Stop It. Ahh!! Don't look at the camera. Shooketh am I!!

Well, this challenge has left my feeling threatened and pleasantly scarred. I hope you guys enjoyed this. #shadesofMX

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#MXGIF Day 6: My Fav Monsta X Gif

I already know that this, WITHOUT A DOUBT, is the most famous of all the MX Gifs. How can you not love this gif. Hyungwon's pettiness and ability to serve face is out of this world. The Man Is The King of Memes and Gifs. Put so 'spect on his name.

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#MXGIF Day 5: How I Feel About MX Haters

Let's be clear. I'm all about people having their own opinions and favs in the K-Pop community. Monsta X doesn't have to be your fav and you dont have to like them. When someone says they dont like MX, I have this Shownu face on and think "thats your opinion, but its a stupid opinion to me. Whatchu mean you dont like Monsta X?"

But the second someone says something disrespectful about ANY of the members and their glorious talents, I turn into Mama Kihyun in this gif and say "do you want to catch these hands my dude." I dont play about my boys.

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#MXGIF Day 4: How I Feel When MX Uploads A New MV

I go on an emotional roller coaster when Monsta X blesses Monbebe with a new MV. It starts with uncontrollable excitement before I watch the video and ends with a dying feeling inside and I end up screaming, "How Could They Do This To Me, AGAIN!!!" I.M. sums up my internal dying feeling perfectly in this GIF.

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#MXGIF Day 3: My Fav GIF of Wonho

This man never fails to make me laugh and giggle like an insane person. You gotta love the muscle bunny. This gif is my favorite because it represents the mood that I am in for a majority of my time. Nothing better than eating your sadness away.

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#MXGIF Day 2: How I Feel About MX's MVs

I become a huge ball of emotions whenever I see a Monsta X MV. The creativity and visuals always has me in my feels. I love them so much. Get Lit Monbebe!!!!

#MXGIF

THE EXCITEMENT IS INTENSE

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#MXGIF DAY 1: How I Feel Right Now

Today's a gloomy day where I live. My ideal weather for sleeping and just relaxing. Its cloudy and the air is cool.

I'm probably just gonna nap the day away since I'm done with classes for today. I'll wake up looking like Kihyun wondering if its tomorrow yet.

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Persistent Passion

“I’m sorry love, but your fashion portfolio just isn’t strong enough. We admire your ambition and initiative, but this just isn’t the style our company is looking for.” Jiyong sighed in defeat but still produced a smile enough to thank the editorial executive for their time and the opportunity for an interview. Jiyong walked out of the En Claire Chic fashion magazine building, tallying up another failure at trying to get hired onto a fashion editorial team. For months, he had been developing his fashion portfolio, designing outfits and photographing models wearing his designs with hopes of a fashion magazine to notice his talents, but with no luck. He was told his fashion sense was too eccentric and abnormal, and that people wouldn’t be caught die wearing his designs. But he never gave up. He took their criticism and used it to fuel his creativity.

“I guess it’s back to the drawing board,” Jiyong said heading home. All he wanted was some peace to ease his rejection, but peace is not what he found once he returned home.

“Eomma. Appa. I’m home,” he shouted into the house as he entered.

“Welcome home, sweetheart. How was your interview,” his mother asked?

“Interview?? What interview,” his father asked?

“I had an interview with the En Claire Chic fashion editorial department. It didn’t go so well though,” Jiyong said sadly.

“Aww, sweetheart. It’s okay. It’s their lose. Someone will notice your hard work and be honored to have you work with them,” his mother said reassuring him with a kiss on the cheek.

“You wouldn’t have to worry about work if you just got a normal job like a lawyer or doctor or scientist. But no, you want to be a rebellious youth and waste your abled body and mind on something you can’t even make an honest career out of.”

“But it’s my dream. And I don’t want to settle for some dead end job and regret not following my dreams like you did.”

“Yah. Watch the way you talk to me kid. Nothing good will come from you wasting your time with this fashion nonsense. You need to start thinking about your future and grow up.”

“Well Appa, I’m sorry to disappoint you once again but I’m following my passion and you’re just going to have to watch me do it. Because with or without your support, I’m going to do what makes me happy.” And with that statement, Jiyong left the living room and headed upstairs to his room.

Jiyong took a breath of relief and pride. He was proud for standing up for himself. He loves and would never defy his father, but his dream was way too important for him to let his father speak ill of it. Jiyong continued to head for his room when he stopped in front of his younger brother, Taeyang’s room. He knocked but there was no answer. So, he slowly opened the door to see Tae dancing to the music coming from his small television set. He was watching his favorite show “Soul Train”. He knows his brother has a love and passion for dance, but he was too afraid to express that to his parents like Jiyong. So, he just sticks to dancing in his room. He continues to dance until the music stops and the show goes to commercial.

“Far out little bro. Your sweet moves have really improved. I’m proud of you,” Jiyong said slightly scaring his brother in the process.

“Holy crap Hyung, you scared the Bejesus out of me. But thanks. How’d the interview go,” Taeyang asked with optimism.

“It was another bummer.”

“That’s bogus. Those guys are a bunch of squares anyway,” Tae said with anger making Jiyong laugh at his brother’s adorable frustration.

“It’s all good little bro. There’s always next time. I’ll get something eventually.”

“I wish I was able to follow my dream like you.”

“Then why don’t you?”

“Come on now. You know I can’t go against Appa. I’m scared to disappoint him.”

“But you’re disappointing yourself by not living your truth and following your passion. Your life is not Appa’s life. You have to live for yourself.”

“You’re right. I just need to find the right time to tell him how I feel and what I want to do.”

“Well, when you do, don’t hold back. Follow your dreams full force little brother. Make it your reality.”

“You got it. Thanks, Hyung.”

“No problem little man.”

After talking with his brother about his dreams, Jiyong sudden got a burst of inspiration for some new designs. Throughout the rest of the evening and night, Jiyong worked tirelessly, sketching designs in his journal and creating new articles of clothing from his closet full of fabrics.

Closet of Fabrics

He mind was going wild with ideas and plans for outfits he wanted to try. His entire room was a tornado of color and patterns as he worked. Eventually, sleep took over his body and he decided to call it a night and start fresh in the morning.

The next morning, Jiyong woke up to his disaster of a room after his long night of working up a storm. But this wasn’t new to him. He started cleaning and putting things away when he discovered and really looked over all the things he created last night. And he was quite impressed with himself.

“I have to add these to my portfolio,” he thought to himself.

Before he knew it, he was downstairs looking for his brother. I didn’t take long for him to find Taeyang. He was in the living room, in front of the television playing Space Invaders on the Atari.

“Where’s Eomma and Appa,” Jiyong asked.

“Sunday drive,” Taeyang responded shortly.

“I need your help again Tae.”

Taeyang paused the game and looked at his brother. “What’s shakin’?”

“I need models to take more pictures for my portfolio. Do you think you and a couple of your friends would be interested in modeling some of my designs?”

“Sure… But what do we get out of it?”

“A unique modeling opportunity.”

“And…”

“The warm feeling in your heart for helping someone in need.”

“And…”

“And I’ll buy you guys lunch.”

“Okay, deal. I’ll call Bobby and Jennie and see if they can help.”

“You’re the man bro. Thank you.”

A few hours later, Jiyong, Taeyang, Bobby, and Jennie were downtown in the art district taking pictures with some of the art fixtures. They were all sporting the various designs that Jiyong had created the night before. The group received a lot of stares and odd looks from some spectators, but they didn’t mind. They were having a blast taking candid pictures and showing their fabulous outfits off.

Jennie's, Bobby's and Taeyang's Outfits

The photoshoot came to a halt when Jiyong and the group were approached by two fancily dressed gentlemen.

“Good day young people,” the first man started with a slight English accent.

“Hello. What can we do for you fellas?”

“Yes, we were both wondering where you got these delightful outfits from.”

Taeyang, Jennie, and Bobby all pointed at Jiyong without hesitation.

“I designed these outfit.”

“My word. Dear child, you certainly do have an eye for unique fashion,” the other gentleman said with an aura of elegance and intrigue.

“Thank you. It’s very refreshing to hear others appreciate my works.”

“Oh, my dear, we more than appreciate it. We absolutely love it. Please allow us to introduce ourselves properly. My name is Bradford McCallister and this is my colleagues, Monty Sinclair. We are fashion editors for Younique Genius fashion company; YG for short. And we are always out and about looking for new inspiration and fresh talents and it looks like we have stumbled upon our next new talent.”

“Wait… What? Are you serious?”

“Yes sweetie. We love your unique style and think it is something that the world needs to see.”

“I…I'm speechless. I really don’t know what to say,” Jiyong said in total shock.

“Well how about this. Our company does wardrobe and styling for shows like Soul Train and The Sonny & Cher Comedy Hour. They are filming for Soul Train tomorrow. How about you come to the filming, bring these outfits or ones like it and we can show off your designs. Plus, our company’s executive and CEO will be there. Maybe if they like your designs, they can offer you a job working for YG. How does that sound?”

It was at this moment that Jiyong was truly and genuinely speechless. His mind was going a thousand miles a minute and he truly couldn’t utter a word. All he could do was stare at them in shock. Luckily Taeyang stepped up to save his brother.

“I’m sorry about my brother Jiyong. You just don’t understand how much this truly means to him. He’s been through so much trying to pursue his dream of fashion. Through all his rejections and little to no support from our father, he still manages it push through and work for his passion. So please forgive him for his silence.”

“Aww, that’s so sweet. Well let’s do this. I’m inviting the four of you to come to the filming for Soul Train. Do any of you perhaps dance,” Monty asked?

“Yes, Bobby, Jennie, and I dance all the time.”

“Well that’s perfect. The three of you can be extras and dance on the show and model Jiyong’s outfits. How does that sound?”

“That sounds righteous. Thank you for this opportunity.”

“Your welcome…,” Bradford said reaching hand to shake hands.

“Taeyang. My name is Taeyang.”

“All right then. Taeyang. Jiyong, Jennie. Bobby. We will see you tomorrow at the shoot. Here are Monty and my business cards. The filming will take place at Studio 85 on Splendor Avenue and 1st Street. Do you know where that is?”

“Yes, I know exactly where that is.”

“Psychedelic. We’ll see you cool cats tomorrow at the studio. 2pm. Cheers,” Bradford said as he and Monty walked away.

The group except Jiyong waved goodbye to them and then turned around to see Jiyong in tears. Taeyang ran to comfort his brother and congratulate him.

“You did it Hyung. Your dream is finally starting to come true.”

“I still can’t believe that just happened. And my dream… What about you? You and your friends get to dance on your favorite show.”

Now it was Taeyang’s turn to be shocked. Reality finally hit him.

“Holy cow!!! We’re going to be on Soul Train. What in the heck is happening today?”

“I don’t know bro, but I seems like both of our dreams are coming true.”

“I’m so freaking happy for you guys, seriously,” Jennie said as she hugged Jiyong and Taeyang.

“I’m happy for you guys too, but umm… When are we going to eat? I’m starving,” Bobby said.

“Way to ruin the mood Bobby,” Jennie said with disappointment.

“What? We’ve been out here all day. Plus, we just got great news. So, what better way to celebrate than with food?”

“He has a point Jennie. Let’s go change out of these clothes and head to the diner to celebrate. Jiyong is buying.”

“Oh yeah. I did promise to buy food. Dang it. Okay fine. Let’s go,” Jiyong said in defeat.

Yesterday felt like a complete blur to Jiyong. After celebrating, Jiyong and Taeyang rushed home to tell their parents what happened. Their mother was over the moon with excitement. Their father however was a little reserved in his reaction. He was still very skeptical of the dreams on his sons, but he was also very proud of them for pursuing something that loved. He congratulates his boys on receiving this opportunity and said he would support them and watch the show once it aired. Jiyong and Taeyang finally felt the relief of having their father’s approval of them following their passions.

The day of the Soul Train filming came, and everyone was super nervous. Jiyong changed up everyone’s outfits and updated his portfolio with the new pictures for the CEO and executive to see, if they wanted to. The filming went smoothly. Taeyang’s, Bobby’s and Jennie’s outfits caught the eyes of a lot of people and earned them a lot of camera time.

Jennie's, Bobby's and Taeyang's Outfits

And they definitely took advantage of that camera time. They were all grooving, jiving, and cutting a rug like nobody’s business. After filming ended, the producer of the show approached Taeyang, Bobby, and Jennie and offered for them jobs to be regular dancers on the show because of how well them danced. All their jaws dropped to the floor and of course they all accepted the offer happily. Jiyong was so happy and proud of his brother for finally openly pursuing his love of dance. But now came his moment of truth. Jiyong was then approached by Bradford, Monty, and two other people.

“Hello again Jiyong. It’s a pleasure to see you again,” Bradford started the conversation.

“Likewise. I'm sorry for going silence yesterday. The shock of the moment really took over me,” he apologized.

“Oh, honey. Don’t you worry about that. But anywho. Please allow us to introduce you to YG’s CEO Min-suk Yang and Executive Sandara Park,” Monty said.

“It’s an honor and pleasure to meet both of you,” Jiyong said with a slight bow.

“The pleasure is ours. You truly have an eye and unique taste in fashion. I absolutely loved the outfits you made for those dancers,” Sandara gushed.

“Yes. It is exactly the kind of uniqueness our company is looking for. Do you happen to have a portfolio,” CEO Min-suk asked?

“Yes, I do. It’s right here,” Jiyong said handing the portfolio over to him.

CEO Min-suk and Sandara looked through the portfolio together and exchanged various nods of approval and interest. After looking through the portfolio, CEO Min-suk closed it and handed it back to Jiyong. Jiyong felt that all too familiar feeling of nervousness he got when he felt he was about to get rejected again.

“Well, Mr. Jiyong. We were very impressed by your outfits and portfolio,” CEO Min-suk began.

Jiyong was waiting for there to be a but, but it never came.

“And we would like to offer you a paid internship with YG. It is our hope then through this internship you continue to develop your skills and eventually become a designer for our company. Is that something you would be interested in,” CEO Min-suk asked?

Once again Jiyong was in shock and was speechless, but luckily Monty patted him on the back and brought him back to reality to answer the CEO.

“Yes! Absolutely! I would love that. Thank you so much. You have no idea. This means the world to me.”

“We can imagine. We all started where you started. With people not being supportive and not understanding our vision. That’s how we got to where we are now. We were all just very persistent and lucky that eventually someone saw our work, understood our passion, and took a chance on us. We saw ourselves in you and that’s why we want you for our company,” Sandara explained.

“Well, thank you so much for deciding to take a chance on me. I promise, I will not let you down,” Jiyong said on the verge of tears.

“Absolutely. We believe in you. Well, it was a pleasure meeting you Jiyong and we shall see you next Monday for the start of your internship,” CEO Min-suk said reaching out to shake Jiyong’s hand.

“Okay, see you on Monday. Thank you again,” Jiyong said shaking Sandara’s hand as they parted way.

He turned to Bradford and Monty to exchange information about the internship and contact information. And he thanked them both again for providing him with this opportunity. They congratulated him on his offer acceptance and bid their farewells until next week. After that entire encounter, Jiyong had to sit down and catch his breath.

This whole stream of events made his head spin, but he couldn’t be happier. He was so thankful to those who helped him in both big and small ways but the more he thought, he also started to be very thankful to himself. His persistent and fiery passion got him here. And he was grateful to himself that he was that persistent. And so, as he sat there, absorbing everything that happened, he took the time to thank myself.

“Thank you, Jiyong.”