#lee joohoen

[monstax-incorrectquotes]

Minhyuk: I'm not mean. Name one mean thing I've ever done.

Jooheon: When we first debuted you convinced me eggs weren't real!

Minhyuk: They're not.

Jooheon: Haha, very funny.

Minhyuk: I'm serious. Didn't you hear?

Jooheon: No... what happened?

Minhyuk: Why would you fall for this AGAIN-

[honey-andmilktea]

𝐖𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐭.

– 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡

・゜゜・．🤎📜☕️ 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭: 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐃𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧 [𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬] + 𝐆𝐂 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰

✒️ 𝟏𝟎 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 | 🤎 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐖𝐓𝐌!𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨 [🚬] 𝐱 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐋𝐀𝐋!𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐉𝐨𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧 [🕯️] | 🌙 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 [🧸], 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 [🎻], 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 [🍪], 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 [🦇], 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫 [🦉], 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 [🥢], 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐔 [📞], 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐀𝐔 [🏛️]

👜 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐉𝐨𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭. 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐜𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞? 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫?

🕰️ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠[𝐬]: 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐕𝐮𝐥𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞

🍁 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐜 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐬! 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 @armysantiny 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐛𝐨𝐭 @welcome-to-maniac [𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐥!]

🎞️ 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐓𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐤!

🐻 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝! 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭! ^^

🍷 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤? 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨��𝐞! | 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚? 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫! [𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞!]

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚minho's boys˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚the groupchat˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚notes!!˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

-> Lee Minho is a regular college senior who just wants to be left alone and graduate

-> He’s a father of 3 cats and 6 brats

-> Bang Chan has zero clue why he’s there half the time-

-> Felix is in a one sided relationship with dance teacher Ace and Seungmin is constantly making fun of him for it 😭

-> There will always be at least one [1] lover quarrel between best friends Jisung and Minho in the groupchat~

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 🍂✏️ @honey-andmilktea​ - 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞, 𝐞𝐭𝐜.

: ̗̀➛ 🤎🪵🪶 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧: 𝟎𝟔.𝟐𝟎.𝟐𝟑 

: ̗̀➛ 🤎🪵🪶 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧: 𝟎𝟔.𝟏𝟗.𝟐𝟑

[myrandomkpopaddiction]

[monstax-info]

230820 [MONSTAX_JH] From MX Update

To my beloved monbebes🤍

I'm not really sure how to start... Just taking out this paper and writing "To." makes me feel excited and overwhelmed, but I'll fill this letter with everything I wanted to share with you. First of all, Salute!, Recruit number 52 Lee. Joo. Heon. I know how you all had been doing from reading all the monbebes' internet letters and hand written letters. Whenever I have a little bit of time, I would take the letters and read them. They give me and keeps giving me so much courage and strength.

There are some monbebes who send me pictures of the sky, but in fact, this place is only surrounded of mountains and sky. As I mentioned in the fan concert, I continue to look up at the sky and think of monbebes. Also, it makes me so happy to imagine the mountains as monbebes and this military ground as a stage. It reminds me of the concert.. ^^ Oh! and when I read monbebes letters there's a common theme that makes me a bit disappointed~? The usual sentence is "I'm not worried since Joohoen will do great there" ahahahha.. I do agree I will do great but I'd also appreciate some worries too :) Of course I know you guys do worry, I just wanted to be whiny..

As you all know, I currently am 2nd company's company Commander Trainee. I think my powerful vocals somewhat played a role, but the kind of vocals skills they require here is quite different from those who singers use.However, after the tests including drills etc.. I was chosen for the role.As it requires a tremendous amount of responsibility, I actively collaborate with dorm peers and others trainees to do my best.

I think about monbebes daily, especially when I want to share my day with someone and, at the beginning, the day felt so long. But now it's slowly getting better, especially during meal time (I think this division serves the best meals). There has been moments where I forgot about monbebes as I was too busy eating my food. Sorry hehehe

I enjoy looking out of the window on my designated seat after I take a shower every night. When I see cloud on pinkish sky and smell the warm scent of grass, I once again feel alive in a different way compared to my past busy days. Of course my biggest healing time is reading monbebes letters!! I'm doing really well and will successfully complete the rest of my trainee days🤍 As a Republic of Korea's soldier and monbebes' pride, I will so my best to fulfill my military duty!! Love you my people, monbebes🤍

From. Salute!, Recruit number 52 Lee Jooheon

translation by monstax-info

[my-baby-lambs]

ehehe he looks like a little birdie!

Credit: 헌터

[afarcryfromfine-blog]

Chapter Three: “Are you my Mom-Friend?”

Word Count:1,492

Warnings: 

In the end, I couldn't just call him. I felt too odd. I sat there staring at the computer screen just willing myself to tap that stupid pad. I decided that I'd go to my cell phone company tomorrow and add on international texting. I'd find some way to afford it.

I'd managed to do a repeat of the night before. But this time I had a hangover on top of it all. Staring at the computer made me depressed last night. I wanted so badly to see him and be in Korea again. But we were an ocean apart. It would have been too hard to hear his voice or see his face, knowing he was so far. I'd had a full bottle of wine to myself. I sat there in my PJs, flipping through old photos of him and I together; my laptop open to the side just waiting for me to hit the green button. It shouldn't be this hard. At least what I had told myself over and over again. I totally missed my study group because I'd gotten so lost in loose photos of my Korea memories. I'm sure I'd regret that come midterms. So now here I am. Standing in line in a not so grand part of town at Sprint. I wore flip-flops with long loose-fitting jogging pants and an oversized hoodie. My purse was strung over my shoulder and across my chest. My hair was in an impressive mound on top of my head with strands sticking out everywhere. Kind of mimicking a sea urchin in the water. But they look cool, me- not so much. The line seemed to be going slower than a snail's pace. I was becoming impatient. Something that, granted- was a pretty common occurrence. But between a screaming child that was demanding she wanted to leave, to the woman in front of me who I swear to you, took a bath in perfume- my hangover- well, wanted to hang me. My head was throbbing from the noise, the lights, and the walking perfume bottle. I nearly ran over a child when I heard a sales representative to my left say he could help someone. Get the fuck out of my way, was my only thought. I had been here for forty-five minutes. I needed to get moving. Slamming into the counter a little more aggressively than planned because someone's loose minion was in my way and I nearly busted the kid in the face with my knee. Not on purpose, I assure you. So it was more of a landed trip, than slamming into the counter. He gave me a weak smile. "What can I do for you today, Miss?" I smiled as best as I could, "I need to add international texting and calling to my line, please." He nodded and gathered information, confirming my name, address and account PIN number. It only took about 15 minutes for everything to be 100% set up and verified. I learned that I'd be paying about $20.00 more a month for this, which shocked me. I would have thought It'd have been at least $50.00. Not that I'm complaining. As I turned to leave, the child that'd I'd nearly bashed in the face- his mother was glaring at me. I ignored her. Not my fault you have a child who wants to run around and get into shit. Or the fact you don't care to actually watch him. Now, I realize these things make me sound like an awful human being, and I assure you I love children; and can't wait to have my own. But all in due time. Finally, I made it onto the crowded sidewalk and headed back to my apartment. I opened my contacts and tapped the number that'd been testing my sanity. 

To: +82-555-0011-1234 I'd like to offer $5.00 ransom for the green sock, you're holding captive.

Send. If he didn't get that- I was going to have to smack him next time I saw him. After hitting send I realized that it was 4 am by him right now. Whoops. But knowing him, he's snoring with no fucks to be given, drool dripping down one cheek and his hair in a worse state than mine could ever be in. As I droned mindlessly back to my apartment- my phone vibrated. 

From: +82-555-0011-1234 And if I refuse...?

I laughed and stopped in my tracks to reply. Yes, don't judge me. I can't text and walk, I'm not quite that magical. Yet. I quickly tapped back-

To: +82-555-0011-1234 You Feind!

I resumed walking hearing people grumble, I assume because I'd come to a complete stop in the middle of the sidewalk. Sorry man, would you rather I walk into you with your fancy business suit and make you spill your coffee because I was trying to multitask, where I can not? Wait..

To: +82-555-0011-1234 Excuse me- What exactly are you doing awake...?

Yes, I double texted, sue me. I have no fear! The rest of my walk home my phone remained quiet. Maybe he'd woke up to use the bathroom or something and fell back asleep...? I rummaged through my purse coming near the steps. "Common, where are my keys-!" I was grumbling to myself so dead set on finding them, I hadn't noticed someone coming out of the main door. I slammed into them. "Ah-! I'm so sorry!" I looked up, "Oh. Just you." I said monotone. The person just glared back, "Excuse me, Bitch?" they snapped back. Silence passed between us, and we both started laughing. "Girl, you look like shit, what the Hell happened to you...?" she said eyeing my homeless style. "Ohh, you know. Boys, lack of sleep, working overtime." I nodded it off like it was so simple. But she knew. "Honey, at least take a shower!" she said pinching her nose and waving her hand in front of her face. "You smell like you had sex in a bottle of perfume." I busted up laughing, "So sweaty and 100 gallons of old lady musk?" I questioned, she nodded, fanning still. "Stop that!" I laughed, "Some old lady at Sprint bathed in the shit- I didn't think I smelled like it though." I said smelling my hoodie. Mistake. "Good Jesus, Maybe that's why people were grumbling as they passed me," I said feeling my eyes water, and nose hairs curl. In case you're lost- this is a normal conversation between my best friend and I. Harley. She's a Phycology Major at the same college as me, and also my study buddy. Ohhh... "Ahh, sorry about missing the study group last night. I found myself trapped at the bottom of a wine bottle, buried in old memories." She only looked at me, studying me. "That explains the bags..." she said pointing at her own under eye. "I look pretty rough, don't I?" I said pitifully. She only nodded, with a look of 'get yourself together'. We mother each other constantly. I think that the only reason we're actually able to survive college life. We are each other's, mothers. "Did you lose your keys again..?" she asked, seeing I was elbow deep in my purse, still not grabbing hold of my Anime themed lanyard. "Potentially..." I mused quizzically. That earned a laugh. "I've got your spare, hang on." she opened her purse and dug into her wallet, yanking out a dingy silver key. "Ahh, you blessed angel," I said opening my arms for a hug; to which she abruptly stopped me. "Shower, then we can hug." I chuckled and nodded. "Fair enough." Finally, in my apartment, I realized how absolutely messy it was. Company always makes you aware of these things. Now I get why my mom always rushed around after learning we'd be having guests. Completely get it now. Sorry, Mom. "Jesus Christ Katrina!" she scolded as she passed the threshold. "Yes mother, I'll clean today." I waved her off. "No ma'am, now. This place looks like a landfill, and smells like one too!" she said squishing up her face in disgust. I whined but understood. "You get the living-bedroom and I've got the kitchen. And do I even want to look at your bathroom...?" she said looking slightly queasy. "Shockingly, I'll have you know- it's rather clean," I said happy with myself. "Because you haven't showered in a month I bet!" she basically screamed. I gave her my best-offended face, "Two weeks and one day I'll have you know," I looked away, "thank you very much." Not helping my case. "Kat, why didn't you just move into the dorms like everyone else, you pay the same here as you would there," she questioned me as she picked up empty Ramen cups and threw them in the garbage. "We've been over this," I warned, she only shook her head and urged me to actually clean. To which I obviously protested. But she won.

[peavhysmile]

[wonho-be-mine]

how you so damn cute while wiping your sweat away? wtf

Credit: One Hope

[shining-moonlightt]

Literally me everyday ㄒoㄒ♡

[parkloveu]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀＃𝗝𝗢𝗢𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗡! 𖤠 icons.

like or reblog if u use.

don't repost please.

[susanoois]

MONSTA X - FANTASIA

like or reblog if you save.

[monstax-incorrectquotes]

Hyungwon: I like to play this game called nap roulette. I take a nap and don't set an alarm. Will it be 20 minutes or 4 hours? Nobody knows. It's risky and I like it.

[mykings07]

[stuffs-kpop]

fantasies in blue and lavender ✨

[tae-tae-drives-me-kray]

The fact that I have seen monsta x go from being unveiled on weekly idol as trainees before they debuted to now being #5 on bb top 200 makes me so fucking proud.

[my-baby-lambs]

hehe my sweet little heony!!

Credit: 헌터