#Monsta please

[allmyworth]

Favorite elemental duo and trio?

When I still had a Netflix subscription, I would just end up watching episodes of BoBoiBoy for comfort and nostalgia on harder days, so the literally every character hold quite a special place in my heart. It's hard choosing favourites among Elements but if I had to choose...

The Ori Trio and Gentar's parents win if I had to choose, lol.

Halilintar and Gempa for the duo because they just scream... Parental to me. At least in the BoBoiBoy Galaxy seasons. I don't know why. They're just parenting. Though Gempa and Solar is up there too, even if they didn't interact much in canon...

I'm still hoping for just a moment between the two of them💔

And Ori Trio is my favourite trio because ✨

Nah, for real though, Ori Trio is my favourite most probably because I'm kinda stuck in the past, lmao. They were and still are my favourite trio because of BoBoiBoy. They're pretty iconic too. If you're on BoBoiBoy TikTok, then you must've seen the 'BoBoiBoy Core' videos, haha.

Thanks for asking:D

[lesbiheon]

MONMUKGO: The Three Brothers EP.5 - Convenience Store Chef 🔥

[negrowhat]

Let's have a chat

So apparently, the word in the kpop streets is that Lee Minhyuk of MONSTA X has a girlfriend. And has been in a relationship with her since 2019. If that's true, that's amazing!

The problem is that we seem to have a real life ThamePo problem because of this now. First of all, some weirdo took their time to gather up all their evidence to do a full on exposé of Minhyuk and his girlfriend. And now some folks are mad about it. Why? Not because he has a girlfriend (though I know that's a lie) but because some "fans" feel like he should be working instead of gallivanting with some "woman." They feel like if they're spending money on him and his group then he should be focusing all his time on the fans and working.

Bitch what? That's a grown ass man who is entitled to his personal life alongside his professional life. And these people sound stupid as fuck if they feel like they're entitled to that man's personal time as well as his professional time. And that's a weak ass excuse to cover for these people being upset that he is in a relationship. It was never going to be y'all. Now people are threatening to unstan because they're upset about whatever.

Minhyuk doesn't owe anyone an explanation for anything regarding his girlfriend. And IDK if these people really know Lee Minhyuk, but he is not shy about telling fans to chill the fuck out and stay out of his business. He's done it before.

The bottom line is that whether it's true or not, Minhyuk is allowed to have a personal life and he's allowed to be in love and he's allowed to have personal relationships. He doesn't need to share anything personal with the world if he doesn't want to.

What's not allowed is people being pissed off about it. Like I said, Minhyuk is 31 years old, it is perfectly okay for him to be seeing someone if he fucking wants to. And it is perfectly okay for him not to disclose anything about that to fans.

And as far as work goes??????????????????????? Please don't act like MONSTA X doesn't have a full 10 year Anniversary Celebration planned for Monbebe. And even if they didn't, don't act like y'all know that man and what he's spending his time on. Relax.

Like I said, all this girlfriend business is alleged. Nothing has been confirmed or denied. Some sasaengs just have way too much time on their hands and don't know how to mind their own business.

And if I find out y'all are shit-talking my boy over this I will be addressing you directly.

[sandiegokpop]

So Kyun hasn't returned to his Kiss the Radio program? Has he done anything publicly recently?? Has anyone seen him??? I'm starting to get a bit concerned 😢

This was from May 24th. I do remember it being mentioned that he was stepping away but I guess I just assumed it was a cold & wouldn't last this long. I hope he makes a full recovery from whatever it is & then takes a long relaxing vacay💖 Not to be dramatic but I will explode if something happens to him.

[herslvt]

Skin || Jooheon x Black!Reader

Warnings ‼️ 18+, Age Gap! Millionaire Au, Business Man! Jooheon, Penetrative Sex, Unprotected Sex, Light Fingering, Use of baby, princess & pretty girl, Creampie, Marking, Pussy drunk Jooheon and equally cock drunk reader. Reader is described as having brown skin! Let me know if I missed anything.

I love this man…and I love the song. Anyway Song: Skin by Rihanna

While you’re here check out my masterlist

You were born into one of the most prominent families in Korean. Your father Kim Min-jun owned the biggest tech company in South-East Asian and was one of the richest world trade partners. Your mother married him when she was young resulting in you and your older brother. Minseok was 4 years older than you and was set to inherit your father's company.

Being a Nepo baby will always have its perks. Tonight your family is hosting their annual charity gala and this year you were old enough to enjoy the party. Red floor length gown hugging your body in all the right places, black patent leather So Kate's you could barely walk in and gold jewlery that cost more than a new apartment. Your feet ached with every step, but in your mind pain was beauty. You never missed a chance to flex just how much of your daddy's money you had access to.

The party was full of other millionaires who chattered restlessly of the recent over expensive trips they'd taken or the new Audemars Piguet watches they'd purchased or the new business ventures they'd launched that would make them even more money. These conversations didn't interest you one bit, you knew that you'd marry rich and if you didn't daddy's money would have you set for life. What you were looking for was a good time. There was an abundance of eligible bachelors in the room and one in particular caught your eye, or rather you caught his. He'd been staring from across the room for a long while. His eyes were sharp contrasting his soft smile.

You felt like prey being stalked by a predator, except... you enjoyed whatever this was. You loved the way his eyes followed you, how he'd lick his lip ever so slightly. The action would go unnoticed by anyone else but you were watching—maybe too closely. "Y/n" You hear someone call out your name.

You turn around to see your mother. "Your father would like to speak briefly" she says. “Yes Mother” You bow ever so slightly. You look around the room trying to spot your father, your eyes finally find him with a man who had to be at least twice your age.

You walk over to them. "Father" you bow. "Ah my sweet girl, let me introduce you to a good friend of mine" your father places a hand on your shoulder. The man holds out his hand for you to shake. "Park Jae-beom" he smiles. "Ah Kim Y/n, what a pleasure" you shake his hand, your smile not quite reaching your eyes.

"I was just talking to him about how you were single and ready to marry" Your father chuckles as his grip tightens on your shoulder looking between the two of you. You force out a laugh too used to your father's antics.

He'd been using you and your brother as pawns since before you two could walk.

"You're even more beautiful up close" he compliments. "Ah thank you so much" your face was starting to hurt from the facade you were putting on. You stand there as your father continues to auction you off to this man. In no way were you interested in him, you loved being single and had no plans on settling down soon. Besides, you still had your eyes on the man from earlier.

As if on que and sent straight from heaven your older brother appeared. He'd been watching from across the room and knew exactly what was going on. "Pardon the interruption, I need my lovely sister for a moment" he says from behind you. He places a comforting hand on your shoulder as you fathers grip finally loosens.

"It was nice meeting you" you bow to the man before quickly turning on your heels.

When you were out of earshot you finally let out a sigh. "Thank you minie" you thank him. Minseok smiles. "Anytime" he pats your head. "Now I think there's someone waiting on you on the balcony." He says. You raise an eyebrow. Who could possible be waiting on you, but before you could ask, your brother disappeared just as quickly as he had appeared. You sigh before walking towards the balcony. Stepping outside you immediately notice the man you'd be staring at earlier.

"What a pleasant surprise" you caught him off guard. "Ah i didn't think he'd get you out here" he says halfheartedly. "Who my brother?" you quip. "Im one of his business partners, Lee Joo-Heon" he says. You nod. You walk over to the railing looking over. "So why did you want to see me?" He joins you at the railing. His back against it as he looks at you. "I wanted to get to know the girl who's been teasing me all night" he says making you laugh. If anything he was the tease. The way his eyes followed you, how they'd scan your body and stop at your boobs but not long enough for anyone to notice, but you did. You stand up straight placing a hand on his chest.

"If you really want to get to know me, let's get out of here" you suggest. You watch as his eyes lock on your lips as you speak. "Gladly" he exhaled.

"Room 818 knock three times. Don't be late"

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You sent your brother a message. 'If mom or dad ask where i went tell them i threw up and went upstairs to my room'

Joo-heon said he formal goodbyes with excuses of an "urgent matter"

You quickly make your way to your room striping yourself of everything. You grab your silk robe tying it around you as you wait for the knock on the door. To say you were nervous was an understatement. You couldn't keep your leg still as you waited on the man.

From the little information he told you before parting, he was your brothers business partner meaning your dad surely had to know him.

The potential problem arose when he told you he was 28 and remembered you were freshly 21. However, it's not nearly as bad as the man your dad introduced you to. He was 20 years your senior, even with your thing for older men 20 years was too much. You still decided to give into him this one night, not expecting it to go any farther.

You were deep in thought when the knock on the door finally came. You get up taking a deep breath before opening it. "Well don't you look darling" he compliments walking in. You playfully roll your eyes. "Thought i'd slip into something more appropriate" you tease. You wrap your arms around his neck as his hands find your waist. Your faces were inches apart as he scans your body. "I like it, too bad you won't be wearing it long" his hand runs up your leg and into your robe.

He rubs slow circles around your hip as he dips dangerously close to where you want him. "I hope you don't plan to keep teasing me-" your breath catches in your throat as he kisses you. His actions soft, but hungry. He craved you, every part. From the second he seen you walk past in your red dress he thought about what it would be like to see you without it. What it would be like to watch those pretty eyes that were staring at him roll to the back of your head.

His mouth moves with yours, firm and intoxicating as you melt into him, your hands threading into his hair as he deepens the kiss. There’s nothing hurried about the way he touches you—he wants to savor this, savor you.

“You have no idea,” he murmurs against your lips, his voice low and rough, “how worked up you got me.”

The hand that teased your hip finally slides lower, gripping your thigh and pulling you closer, aligning your bodies perfectly. The contact is electric, and you gasp softly, giving him the opening to nip at your bottom lip.

“You wore that red dress just to end up here, didn’t you?” he growls against your neck, lips brushing sensitive skin as he trails kisses from your jaw down to your collarbone. You arch into him, breathless, as his fingers slide under the hem of your dress.

“You looked at me like you already had me,” you whisper, your voice trembling. “Like you knew I’d end up here.”

“I knew,” he says, his eyes locking with yours as he pushes the hem of your robe higher, revealing more of your skin. “But I didn’t know it would feel like this.”

His fingers dance along your inner thigh, slow and deliberate, just shy of where you need him most. He watches every reaction—memorizing exactly what makes you whine the loudest.

When his hand finally slips between your legs, you let out a quiet moan, and he swallows it with another kiss—this one deeper, filthier, his hips grinding into yours. He could barely restrain himself.

“You sound so pretty,” he whispers. “So fucking perfect.”

His touch turns more confident, teasing in all the right ways, and when your head tips back, those pretty eyes roll back in pleasure just like he imagined. The sight leaves him cursing under his breath “So fucking pretty just like I pictured…”

The way he growled in your ear left you shuddering under his touch, your thighs tightening around his hand instinctively as the heat pools low in your belly. Jooheon watches you with a dark, satisfied smirk.

“You’re already so wet for me,” he mutters, almost in disbelief, pressing his forehead to yours. “Think you can take it?”

Your answer is more of a gasp as he continues pumping his fingers in and out of you. His rhythm steady.

He groans at the sight of you—head thrown back, lips parted, completely undone. “Fuck… you’re so sensitive.”

You reach for his belt, tugging with shaking hands, needing more—needing him. He helps you, tossing it aside before shrugging out of his shirt, and you pause just long enough to admire the way the low light kisses every defined line of his body. But then he’s kissing you again—harder this time—his hips grinding against yours as he groans into your mouth.

“Tell me you want it,” he rasps, lips brushing your ear, hand still working between your thighs.

“I want you,” you gasp. “Now, please.”

That’s all he needs.

In one smooth motion, he lifts you, carrying you to the bed. He lays you down gently, before kneeling between your legs, eyes roaming every inch of you like you’re the most sacred thing he’s ever seen. He helps you take of your robe, never breaking eye contact.

And then he’s leaning down—his mouth replacing where his fingers just were.

You gasp his name as his tongue flicks over your clit, slow at first, then with more pressure. He pushes your thighs apart, pining you to the bed, groaning against you every time your thighs tremble around his head.

“Taste even better than I imagined,” he mumbles, lips slick, voice gravelly.

You writhe beneath him, fingers buried in his hair, grinding against his mouth with desperation. You could barely form any thoughts. Your orgasm builds fast, hot and overwhelming, and he knows—he can feel it in the way your body tightens, in the way you scream and beg for him.

“Come on, baby,” he urges between strokes, and with a cry of his name, you do—your body unraveling as waves of pleasure crash over you.

He rides it out with you, kissing your inner thighs, soothing you as your body trembles. When he moves up your body again, you pull him into a kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue. His hair was a mess and his lips were swollen pink, but he’s not done. Not even close.

“You didn’t think I was going to stop there, did you?” he whispers with a smirk, lining himself up, the head of his cock dragging against your entrance. “Not a chance,” you breathe, wrapping your legs around his waist.

And then he’s pushing into you slowly, filling you inch by inch until you can’t breathe, can’t think. The only thing you can think about his the way he stretches you out just right. Like he'd been inside of you before. Jooheon groans low in his throat. “You feel… so fucking good.”

His forehead pressed to yours, hands gripping your waist like he’s afraid you might slip away. Your breath catches—the pressure of his cock was dizzying in the best way.

You cling to him, fingers digging into his back as he begins to move. He starts with slow, deliberate thrusts that have your entire body arching into his. You scream his name like a song, over and over, and Jooheon kisses every part of you he can reach—your mouth, your neck, your collarbone—as if he needs to have every inch of you.

“like that,” you whimper, mind blank, legs tightening around him as he picks up the pace, every stroke hitting deep, dragging sharp moans from your throat.

“God,” he breathes, voice ragged. “You feel unreal—like you were made for me.”

He pulls back enough to look down at you, his eyes heavy-lidded and dark with lust. The sound of skin meeting skin fills the room, mixing with your moans, his groans, the creak of the bed.

Your nails rake down his back as he thrusts harder, deeper, and he growls low in his chest—his control fraying. “Touch yourself for me,” he commands, voice low and wrecked.

Your hand slips between your bodies, and the moment your fingers circle your clit, your body jerks. He watches you, eyes burning into you as your breathing becomes erratic.

“That’s it, you're such a good girl. Just like that…”

The heat coils tighter and tighter in your belly, your body trembling beneath him. He knows you’re close by the way you clench around him, the way your breath hitches with every stroke.

“Finish for me baby,” he groans. “Come on, let go—I’ve got you.”

His words barely register as your mind blanks. You cry out his name, back arching, body pulsing around him as the orgasm rips through you. Jooheon thrusts a few more times, his rhythm faltering before he buries himself deep with a sharp moan, spilling into you as he collapses against your chest, breathless and spent.

For a moment, the room is filled only with your ragged breaths and the soft hum of the aftermath. His arms wrap around you tightly, like he’s afraid to let go.

You run your fingers through his damp hair, your lips brushing his temple. “That… was intense.”

He chuckles softly against your skin. “You ruined me,” he mumbles, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. “And I never want to recover.”

The feeling in your chest wasn't something you'd expected. You'd been craving his touch all night long, you thought that after you got him you'd be satisfied but right now you didn't want to let him go.

You couldn't imagine never having him like this again, or never having him in general. He asked the question before you could even form it yourself, "So what's next?"

[dreamaze]

BFFL 50/∞ ↪ the beautiful old couple prize

[biffhofosho]

It's fine. I haven't stopped crying, but it's fine.

[wonjns]

i have to ride this man before the end of my life

[laysdimplesareillegal]

Looking for that pic of monsta x’s bathroom and their infamous communal lube bottle

My friend has never seen if before

[babieken]

SHOWNUTOLE CRUMBS!!!!!!

[allmyworth]

More headcanons! (Because Boboiboy Tumblr is looking a little too dry..)

Hello again, I return because I am starved for content, but why not throw out some while I'm at it? !Kokotaim gang edition!

>They like hanging out at the TAPOPS-U a lot because they are teenagers and once you give a teenager a space where only they have access to- You should've seen it coming, honestly.. >Yaya is fully aware that her biscuits could kill a whale but refuses to accept that fact and admit that her friends are right. She will force them down someone's throat and take that gamble of whether or not they end up in the ER. Or die. Either or-- She is willing.

>Gopal may not be book smart, but he is street smart. His grades may not be A's, but underestimate him for a second and the next thing you know-- You fell right into his genius trap and left gaping. The gang usually looks to Gopal for a plan-- As absurd as some of his plans may be-- They actually seem to succeed to work better than what was originally planned! >Boboiboy gets emotional very easily. Like, easily. He has a soft heart. Show him a sad film and he'll be the first to tear up. Boboiboy used to be very ashamed of the fact that he couldn't control his emotions and fit into society's definition of a 'man' and used to be quite heavily defensive, sassy, and sarcastic because if he wasn't-- He'd cry. But! He's learned that he is safe around his friends. They would not judge him if they spotted him with red rimmed eyes, just a silent understanding and the kind act of trying to cheer him up. He is still very much sarcastic and sassy-- But it isn't to hide anymore. >Fang came to the horrifying realization that he views Gopal and Boboiboy as his older brothers and Yaya and Ying as his younger sisters after the fight with Kaizo. Did he tell them? No. Is he still going to drift off to the sounds of their voices only? Yes. Is he still going to feel a gaping hole in his chest whenever he goes out on missions with just his brother? Yes. Is he going to dream about them once he eventually out lives them? Yes. Is he going to desperately try and keep their memories alive despite it being more and more futile as he ages? Also yes. Don't try to corner him on this-- He will summon a shadow squirrel to crawl into your pants. Don't test him.

>Ying has learned to shut down whenever something pisses her off. She doesn't really want to do this, but she'd rather shut down than lash out and hurt someone again. She hated being pissed off and misdirecting her anger onto her friends instead. Now? She stays quiet, silently brooding and distancing herself. Her friends reassure her that it's okay, that she's still growing up, that she'll learn to control it-- But she doesn't want to hear it. She'd rather isolate herself than make Boboiboy cry again, or make the rest of the gang uncomfortable, or make Yaya upset, or be the reason why laughter wasn't permitted whenever she was around and brooding. Ying knows, Ying understands, Ying learns, and this is the best she can do. Even if she yearns for Yaya to come into the room and just sit with her, just hold her, just let her breathe, to breathe with her.

Those are the headcanons I'll write so far and maybe next time I'll write up some more! These are just headcanons and if you don't agree with them-- That's completely fine! Everyone is entitled to their own opinion! These are just what I like to imagine in my little hellscape I call; my brain.

[bboyincorrect]

Fang, sneering at Boboiboy: I wish you could block people in real life. Sai: Restraining order. Shielda: Murder.

[hwanwooyoung]

opened tiktok to find an ateez video to gif and ended up seeing my moots' gifs stolen for an edit </3

[sapphirewolf100]

Top 10 Artists Poll

Rule: find your top 10 artists (long term) here, (based on your spotify) make a poll, and have folks vote for their favorite.

[dreamaze]

Givenchy Beauty × Singles ft. longwon

[stilesfuck1ngstilinski]

I just can’t explain the feeling I get rewatching the got7/monsta x collab stage where they sang fantastic baby