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pink-tea · 11 months

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pillow talk

☆ pairing: choi beomgyu x fem! reader

☆ smut

☆ word count: 3,333 (yes i did have to edit the fic cause it was originally 3,334)

☆ sub! beomgyu, dom! reader, voyeurism, pillow humping (for both), improper panty use (someone please tell me the term i'm begging), punishment, bratty! beomgyu, guided masturbation? (pillow humping), slightly toxic behaviors mentioned but it's okay cause it's beomgyu, choking, begging, mix of praise and degradation, oral play (fingers in mouth), just messy overall

☆ beomgyu wants a punishment, you make him watch you get off so that he knows what to do when it's his turn

yes this was spurred by long haired beomgyu!! shoutout to the people posting all the concert videos on youtube cause i am binging the hell out of them even though i am very jealous and bitter at the fact that i wasn't there ;(

Beomgyu hasn’t been listening to you recently. It’s always loud huffs of annoyance, batting his eyelashes at you, grinning with mirth cause he knows you just can’t say no. It’s irritating because he’s right, you can’t say no to your pretty boyfriend.

With his cute smiles and his pretty face, it would be difficult to say no. He knows this; he uses it to his advantage. So when he plays around, pressing your buttons by turning his head away from your kisses, swiping your credit card right in front of you to buy some expensive new video game, whining and calling you annoying when you try to say no, you tolerate it.

You can tolerate your boyfriend’s bad behavior.

But you will not tolerate your sub’s bad behavior.

It’s all fun and games, it’s tolerable (just barely) when it’s outside of the bedroom. But when it comes to sex, when it comes down to the dynamic the two of you established over years of trust and wholehearted love, you know what role you play. You know how Beomgyu likes to be treated, you know his sweet spots and all of his favorite ways to be touched, you know that the moment his bratty behavior translates into the bedroom everything changes.

When Beomgyu decides to torment you in public, draining most of the color in your face when he grinds into you from behind as the makeup attendant tries to color match your foundation, suddenly you understand. The brat just wanted to be put back in his place, having some fun along the way as he pushed your buttons as your troublesome boyfriend. Now that he’s had his fill, it’s time to have yours.

“Stop that,” the grip you have on his wrist says, your smile tight and your jaw ticking as you try not to get thrown out your favorite makeup store for public indecency. “Make me,” the gaspy, whiny little moan he breathes in your ear says. It’s all it takes for you to tell the employee that you’re in a rush, so you’ll visit another day.

Beomgyu doesn’t fight when you drag him out into the parking lot and fume silently as you start the car. Cocky little passenger princess decides that pushing your buttons when you’re one wrong press away from crashing into the car in front of you is the best idea.

“Stop that,” you hiss, making Beomgyu’s fingers pause as they trail around your thighs. His expression visibly sours before it goes blank, eyes twinkling with nothing good as his resolve sets. His hand flattens on your thigh, fingers settling on the inside now that he’s making the effort to grasp it firmly.

“It’s been a while,” Beomgyu comments absentmindedly, making your breath stutter as he plays around with the button of your jeans. “Missed you, missed touching you…” He trails off, catching your eye as his index finger trails down your zipper, putting enough pressure so that you can feel it through the denim. “Missed you touching me,” he finishes, pink lips curling into a small smile.

His words make you want to bang your head into the car window. The fact that you hadn’t touched him recently was his fault, riling you up just to turn away from your kisses, sucking on your fingers when honey or chocolate would get on them during dessert only to saunter away. He knows you’re not going to do anything he doesn’t want, but he’s been doing this on purpose, both of you know he has.

You silently thank the fact that the store isn’t far from home, just a few more minutes of enduring his torture.

“Keep your hands to yourself,” you tell him, almost willing to cry in relief once you can finally park in the driveway. His hand pauses against your clothed cunt, having caused you all kinds of grief throughout the drive, fingers slipping inside your underwear at some point (thank god for red lights).

“Why should I?” He asks you, making your gaze snap over to him with an intensity that makes the blood in his veins buzz. You don’t give him the luxury of an answer, turning the engine off and grabbing his hand, throwing it back over to him as you take off your seatbelt and step out.

Huffing in disappointment, Beomgyu unfastens himself before jumping slightly when you suddenly open the door to his side. “Out,” you tell him, looking down at him with an expression he can’t read. The sight makes him hesitate, wondering if he really made you mad this time before steeling himself.

With a grin, he steps out, watching as you quickly walk ahead of him and unlock the door. Nothing is said as you take off your jacket and toss your keys onto the couch. You walk to your shared bedroom, and Beomgyu decides to follow you.

When he walks in after you, you turn, pressing your hand onto the door Beomgyu had been gently pushing closed to make it slam. Beomgyu startles at the sound, looking at you with wide eyes, protest on his lips. The words die in his throat at the sight of your cold look, arm cornering him between you and the wall.

“Sit down, Gyu,” you instruct, lips quirking up into a slight smile even though Gyu knows better than to be disarmed by it. Giving you a questioning gaze, Beomgyu walks over to and sits on a small stool in the room. Satisfied, he watches as you begin to take your clothes off piece by piece.

The brunette watches your jeans slide down, shirt slipped off and thrown to some corner of the room. He watches as you crawl into bed, watches the way you reach back and unclip your bra, letting it slip down your shoulders before tossing it in the same direction as your shirt. He watches the way you slide up to the edge of the bed, letting your legs dangle right in front of him before you lift your hips, thumbs digging into the fabric of your underwear. You spread your legs open just enough for him to see the way your wetness makes the cotton stick to your cunt, watches the way you slide them down your legs.

You don’t toss the garment away, simply scooting back to the middle of the bed before you place it gently on one of the pillows. Taking the other, however, makes Beomgyu’s eyes widen as he realizes your intentions. Dick already painfully hard in his sweatpants, he starts to make a fuss.

“Wait—” He starts, eyes widening in panic as you place it underneath you and in between your cushiony thighs. “What are you doing?” He questions, voice so whiny and frantic that it makes you glance over to him. He looks about ready to leap off the stool, posture tense even though his fists sit politely in his lap.

“I’m gonna demonstrate,” you explain vaguely, letting out a soft sigh as you sink your hips onto the pillow, clit dragging against the fabric. “And you’re gonna watch me, honey,” you hum, using one of Beomgyu’s pet names, lightly mocking him. “You’re gonna watch me, and then you’re gonna fuck yourself the same way I do,” you finish, staring him down.

“That way you can prove that you’re not just some disobedient whore that doesn’t know how to follow instructions,” you say, casually enough that it makes Beomgyu flinch. “You get to show me that you can actually get my words through that pretty, thick skull of yours. That my sweet Beomie actually knows better than to play around and question my authority, ‘kay?” You ask, not expecting an answer as Beomgyu swallows thickly.

“But first, you get to watch.”

So he watches. He watches the way your eyes flutter closed as you drag your wet pussy against the pillow, focused on the pleasure as you ignore the way Beomgyu is staring daggers into your skin. Big, brown eyes watching in despair as you rock your hips back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.

“Fuck,” you gasp when your hips stutter, throwing your head back and opening your eyes to gaze down at Beomgyu. He lets out a pathetic whimper when your eyes meet, his confident posture from earlier withered away the longer he watches, squeezing his thighs together in a desperate attempt of getting friction. His cock is aching, but it seems that he wants to behave now, the desire to prove he’s not just a dumb whore stuck in his head.

“Are you watching?” You ask, taking one of your hands to reach up and squeeze your tit, sighing as you roll your nipple between your fingers. It’s embarrassing to admit that Beomgyu had succeeded in riling you up, getting you all wet and bothered from the constant teasing that you can already feel an orgasm creeping up on you from the stimulation. But he can’t know that, so you take your time, grinding and rolling your hips softly.

You want what he wants, want the feeling of his cock deep inside, hitting all the right places as you keep a hand in his hair and tell him what to do. But this is his punishment, and you’re patient. He can get a reward when he proves that he can handle this much, when he proves that he’s learned his lesson.

“I’m watching,” he answers weakly, eyes quickly flickering from your eyes to watch the way you please yourself against the pillow. He swallows, watching the way the fabric is darkened from your arousal, mouth watering at the thought of his head between your thighs, licking up the mess you’re making. Fuck.

His fists are balled up so tightly that he can feel the way his nails dig into his palm. But he can’t look away, minutes feeling like hours before you finally decide to stop putting on a show in favor of chasing your peak. Beomgyu listens to your gasps and your moans as you speed up the motion of your hips, knowing that he can get you off ten times— if not a hundred times better than you can yourself, knowing that this is the punishment he deserves.

The stimulation to your clit soon becomes too much for you, making you shut your eyes as you flinch and tremble from the pleasure shooting up your spine. The warmth in your stomach curls into a ball, making you bite your lip to suppress a whimper once it finally snaps. Your pace stutters and you let out a slightly exaggerated moan once the cum drips out of you and further stains the already messed up cushioned, eyes fluttering back open to stare at Beomgyu.

Eyes wide, your boyfriend shifts in his seat, giving you a pleading look once you tilt your head and offer him a smile. “Do you know what to do now?” You ask, groaning softly as you maneuver yourself off the pillow. It takes him a few seconds to answer, eyes fixed on the way your juices string as you try to remove yourself, pussy soaked.

“Yes,” he breathes, eyes stuck on you once you finally climb off the bed and make your way to stand in front of him. Holding your hand out to him, you help him up. His boner is obvious, tenting his sweatpants and the sight makes you snicker.

“Take it all off and get on the bed,” you instruct, moving to take Beomgyu’s previous seat as he shakily begins removing his clothing. You watch as he does so, letting your eyes wander over the smooth expanse of his stomach and admire the redness of his flushed tip once he takes off his boxers. Beomgyu’s movements are rushed, ears flushed pink from the embarrassment and natural arousal from watching you get off.

He climbs onto the bed the same way you had, hand reaching for a new pillow.

“Uh-uh,” you scold quickly, making Beomgyu freeze and turn his head to you with a confused look. “Use the same one,” you tell him, the words going straight down to Beomgyu’s cock as his confusion turns into slight mortification. Wordlessly, he turns his gaze to the stained pillow, images of you cumming all over the fabric just minutes ago flashing through his mind.

Slowly, almost hesitantly (when in reality he’s just trying really hard not to sob), he climbs onto it. He gasps at the wet feeling, shuddering at the chill because your cum is already cold from the a.c. blowing in the room. It feels gross good. Beomgyu’s ashamed at the realization.

Looking up, Beomgyu startles at the sight of you staring, eyes hungry. There’s a sense of power between the two of you, something you had finally regained even though you were just as naked as him. It suffocates Beomgyu and makes him drop the eye contact in a flustered panic, his shyness mixed with the humiliation of what he’s about to do already making his cheeks flare red.

“Well don’t just keep me here waiting,” you break the silence, making Beomgyu jump and unintentionally rut his hips into the fabric. He lets out a loud, whiny moan at the feeling, twitching at the stimulation from being teased for so long. Your encouragement along with his own desire finally gets him moving, hands curled into the sheets to anchor himself as he hunches over the pillow.

He copies the way you got off earlier, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. The sight is almost too pretty to bear, but Beomgyu’s hunched posture and hanged head makes his bangs cascade to cover his expression. You’re unsatisfied with this, standing up and silently making your way over to the bed.

Beomgyu, who can already hardly hear you through the sound of his blood pumping in his ears gasps when you grab his chin. You drag his head up, making him whine as his posture straightens and his back arches as a result. His brain goes fuzzy with your touch, loving the sight of you staring down at him as he practically melts in your palm.

“Can’t—hah—can’t do this without you,” he whimpers, hips stuttering and jerking as his body struggles to decide if he should lean into or away from the stimulation on his dick. Beomgyu makes a point to give you his best puppy eyes, eyelashes fluttering up at you as he tries to play at your weakness.

It’s working until it doesn’t. You feel your resolve starting to slip, thoughts of crawling on top of Beomgyu and riding him till he cums flooding your mind until you feel one of his hands try to paw at your arm. The realization that he’s trying to get his way during his punishment forces you back into clarity.

Narrowing your eyes at him, the hand cradling his chin moves to grab at his throat, forcing out a gasp as his hand clings onto the wrist holding him. “You’re still trying to get out of your punishment?” You ask, huffing out a disbelieving laugh as Beomgyu sputters in your hold. “Fuck the pillow, Gyu. Either that or you don’t get to come at all,” you explain harshly.

Beomgyu’s grip tightens on you for a split second before it releases, back to fisting the covers as he slowly starts up the movement of his hips again.

“There you go,” you coo, hand still placed firmly on Beomgyu’s throat as he does as he’s told. “Shouldn’t be that hard to cum, you were just begging to get fucked like a slut earlier,” you spur him on, smiling at the way Beomgyu’s eyes shut close at the insult. “At least I’m letting you cum this time, should’ve edged you for hours with how long you’ve been acting like a brat these days,” you say, watching the way Gyu’s lips twist into a pout and his eyes open to look at you again.

His eyes are misty, mouth falling into a moan before he can find the words he wants to say. “You’re so—You’re so mean,” he whines, head rolling back when you put more pressure on his throat in return.

“Mean?” You ask, letting the question linger in the air before you remove the hand on Beomgyu’s throat. He watches you silently, whimpering softly at the feeling of his leaking tip sliding against the wetness of your cum. You lean over slightly across the bed, one of your hands curling around the fabric of the underwear you had left on the bed earlier.

You lean back into place, holding the garment right in front of Beomgyu’s face so that he can see the dark patch where your pussy had soaked through the fabric. His mouth waters at the sight, and like a mind reader, you take two underwear clad fingers and shove them past Beomgyu’s lips.

He moans loud at the taste, twitching and rutting against the pillow as the taste of your slick lands on his tongue. Drool starts to seep into the underwear and leak past his lips, big eyes looking up at you through his pleasure induced haze.

“Keep going,” you tell him, referencing the way his hips had stopped moving again. “This way, I don’t have to hear what other stupid shit you’re gonna say,” you explain, Beomgyu’s whine muffled as he sloppily starts grinding down into the pillow. He starts to melt, posture hunching over again and it makes your eyes narrow.

You crook the two fingers in his mouth, digits digging in cruelly as you drag him back up again. He shudders at the pain, drool now openly slipping down his chin and landing into the disgusting mix of cum that he continues to rut into. Now playing around with the current position, you rotate your fingers to dig into the roof of his mouth instead, pulling him up even harder.

Beomgyu’s mouth drops open with the motion, still full of panties and drool as the motion makes his back arch further in order to follow your direction. The arch makes his cock slide against the pillow at a new angle, one that makes his eyes shut tightly as shivers run through his body. He adds to the mess on the pillow with his own orgasm, still held up by your fingers even as his body begs him to fall down onto the mattress.

Chasing his orgasm, he still humps the pillow, wet noises reaching his ears as his cum mixes with yours. The feeling makes him cry out softly, eyes blinking open through the fresh wave of tears that came with his peak. He looks up at you from where you continue to stare down at him, unmoving as you watch him ride through his orgasm.

With a smile, you remove your fingers and the underwear from his mouth. Beomgyu now realizes that his jaw is a bit sore, closing his mouth and swallowing the saliva that pooled as you take a thumb and swipe away the drool on his lips. “Thank you,” he mutters, receiving a soft hum of acknowledgement from you in return.

“You’re lucky that I love you,” you respond, making Beomgyu giggle as he slides off the pillow with shaky legs.

“Love you too,” he purrs, leaning into your touch and pressing a sweet kiss onto your thumb. Your gaze melts into something fond at the affection, and you remove your hand with an exaggerated sigh.

“Toss the pillow away, I want to cuddle.”

Beomgyu’s nose scrunches up in disgust, “What? No, I’m sticky.”

“So was the pillow.” “That was your idea!”

“You liked it though.”

Beomgyu groans in annoyance, shifting on the bed before finally plopping down against the clean cushions. Silently, he opens his arms, huffing when your naked figure crashes onto his. Content, you smile into his collarbone, letting his arms wrap around you as your legs intertwine.

“You were right, you are sticky.” “Shut up.”

#sub txt #dom reader #txt smut #sub choi beomgyu #sub beomgyu #i have to get up early you guys </3 #wishing i had been at weverse con :(

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wave2tyun · 4 months

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collide | ☆

pairing: beomgyu x fem!reader

genre: no actual plot, suggestive, established relationship, fluff?? kind of??? i mean, it's romantic

summary: "spending the night as two, no need to say anything, just lean on me and close your eyes"

warnings: none!<3

word count: 0.8k

a/n: this was inspired by their "invitation" cover which they performed at the weverse con festival (lives were changed). so, you can listen to that to get the vibe<3 some words from the lyrics have made their way into this one way or another (especially in the dialogue). enjoy :D

⊹ credit to @/creambeom313 on twitter for the beomgyu pic!!

☆ = repost from my old blog!!

stumbling together into his bed, beomgyu pulled you in his lap, head resting against the bed frame as he exhaled, allowing the adrenaline running through his veins to dissipate a bit, just enough so that he wouldn’t find himself going too fast.

“i’ve been waiting for this” he quietly confessed, pressing his forehead against yours.

tonight, you were all his.

and tonight, he wanted to take his time with you.

he wished for nothing more but to feel your heartbeats drumming together in a steady cadence, reveling in your touch.

you placed your hands on his cheeks, taking in all his features: thick, dark brown brows that were lifted up ever so slightly as he gazed at you, eyes the color of burnt umber, lips full and scarlet, like ripe cherries, inviting you in.

both lamps in the room were left on, providing just enough light for him to see your face and body, to observe your reactions clearly, while still maintaining a level of intimacy.

“close your eyes” he whispered, grazing his fingertip along your jawline before cupping your chin. and you obliged, eyelids fluttering shut allowing him to give in and lock his lips onto yours. multiple soft pecks followed right after the other, each time lasting one beat longer, sweet and tentative, yet not lacking emotion.

“lean into my touch” beomgyu continued to guide you, biting your lower lip before soothing the pain with a brush of his tongue, silently indicating that you should open your mouth for him to deepen the kiss. you were pressed up against one another, reddened cheeks, fidgeting with the strands of his hair and him gently tugging at your clothes as he kissed you slowly, fingers sometimes trailing underneath the material to touch the bare skin, to trace every outline.

he disconnected his lips from yours, trailing from your jaw to your chest while pulling down on your shirt for better access, stirring passion in its wake.

“here?” he pressed his lips right above your collarbone “-or perhaps here?” he went further up, leaving more kisses along your neck, then nibbling on the spot between the corner of your jaw and your ear “right in this spot, does it make you feel good?”

your nod wasn’t enough of an answer, beomgyu wanted to hear the words falling from your tongue, to figure out your risque desires. you were supposed to free yourself from any leftover inhibitions, how else could he fulfill your cravings if not by directly listening to you?

“tell me, how do you like it more?” he voiced out, patient tone sweet as honey.

“like this” you wrapped your hand behind his neck, guiding him back to the sensitive place he had last touched.

beomgyu complied immediately, a light smirk tugging at his lips- your answer came as no surprise to him, he felt the way your breath hitched as he caressed that spot earlier, digging your nails slightly in his forearm. while he continued his loving trail along your neck, grazing the skin with his teeth, you could feel the cool fabric of his red satin shirt against your heated skin, which, albeit providing you with a faint sense of reality, you couldn’t endure anymore. it was turning into a barrier you could no longer withstand.

the desire to feel him closer, it couldn’t be satiated.

seeing him hesitate to undress you, you took off your blouse, which beomgyu took as a sign that he should follow your actions, but you stopped his hands the moment they reached the top of his button-up.

“let me do it”

with each button that came undone, you pressed kisses along the way, taking in the citrus scent of his perfume that still lingered on his chest and torso, tossing the material to the side as soon as you were done with it.

beomgyu explored the newly uncovered areas of your body with his lips, tracing down every surface and each crevice, there was nothing left that hadn’t been adored by him, explored with wonder and delight. he caressed your thighs, with his hands and with his mouth, humming whenever you voiced out your delight. then, he came back up, leaving another path of kisses along the sides of your waist and through the valley of your breasts, ending it with a kiss to your lips.

he paused for a moment to catch his breath, both of your chests heaving while you gazed straight into each other’s eyes. as your lover stood before you, you found him even more breathtaking than before, long lashes adoring his half-lidded eyes, the gentle curve of his nose, lips still wet from your previous kiss, outright irresistible.

“i don’t want you to stop” you spoke quietly, caressing his cheek.

beomgyu smiled softly at your words. he intertwined your fingers, leaning closer before responding.

“i’m all yours, just lead me on to your desire”

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dailykoreanpop · 1 year

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"This is so devastating": ASTRO Moonbin's mother birthday revelation leaves fans shattered

On Wednesday, April 19 KST, Gangnam Police revealed that ASTRO’s Moonbin passed away reportedly by suicide. Shortly after the initial police reports, ASTRO’s agency Fantagio confirmed via an official statement that the idol had indeed passed away and requested fans to keep him in their prayers and not fall for malicious or speculative reports.

Shocked and devastated fans of ASTRO’s Moonbin soon took to various social media platforms to pay their last respects and tributes, remembering him through his music, K-dramas, interviews, and kind deeds.

Reportedly, it is also the late idol's mother’s birthday today on April 20 and fans are aghast with this piece of information. “This is so devastating”, wrote @jagt_4567 in response to this.

"Oh man i want to cry so bad": ASTRO’s Moonbin passes away on the eve of his mother’s birthday; fans left devastated by this news

The mystery surrounding ASTRO’s Moonbin’s untimely demise is looming large and heavy on everyone’s mind but one cannot imagine what the singer’s immediate family, close friends, and bandmates must be going through at the moment.

The singer was reportedly unwell in early April and had shared it with fans on Weverse as well. Additionally, on April 7, Fantagio announced that the Perfumer singer had missed a flight to Bangkok for a tour because he was feeling unwell, however, the late idol still went and performed.

Fans were left all the more devastated when they found out that Moonbin passed away on his mother’s birthday eve, as revealed by Twitter account @inmypixelworld.

The idol was planning to hold a concert, 2023 MOONBIN & SANHA Fan Con: [Diffusion], at the Broadway Theatre in Macau, on Saturday, April 22.

Additionally, the 2023 MOONBIN & SANHA Fan Con Tour: Diffusion in Jakarta to be held on May 13 has now been canceled due to "unforeseen circumstances." Fans will be refunded their tickets in due course of time.

Moon Sua, the late ASTRO singer’s younger sister, was also scheduled to be the MC today for a music show after her group Billie just accompalished their first-ever big win this month.

Fans also pointed out similar instances in K-pop, like how Girls’ Generation’s Taeyeon’s father died on her birthday (March 9) and BLACKPINK’s Lisa’s grandfather died on her birthday as well (March 27).

The late idol's parents are not related to the industry but the fact that both their children -- Moonbin and Moon Sua -- started their careers as child artists and have built successful careers in the K-pop industry is a testament to their parents’ love, support, and sacrifice for their children.

ASTRO’s Moonbin’s agency Fantagio notifies fans that the singer’s funeral will be held in private

Shortly after the initial reports of the singer's death went viral, ASTRO’s agency Fantagio took to social media to confirm the news of his unfortunate death, requesting fans not to fall for speculative or malicious news reports about his alleged suicide.

Additionally, they informed that the singer’s funeral will be held as quietly as possible, with immediate family, close friends, ASTRO members, and company colleagues in attendance in accordance with the bereaved family’s wishes.

ASTRO members JinJin and Yoon Sanha are currently with the bereaving family, while MJ, who enlisted in the military, took a special leave to attend his fellow band member’s funeral. Member Rocky, who left Fantagio and ASTRO has joined the funeral proceedings along with Cha Eun-woo, who is on his way back from Los Angeles to Seoul to attend the Perfumer singer's funeral.

Additionally, several K-pop artists like IU, LE SSERAFIM, and Billie have canceled their promotional activities in the wake of the ASTRO singer's untimely and unfortunate death.

Credit: Sportskeeda

#astro #moonbin #moon bin #fantagio #sportskeeda

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chopnews · 1 year

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Moonbin Died: Fans have expressed their sorrow over the passing of K-pop singer Moonbin, a member of the boy band Astro, according to his record company and the South Korean police on Thursday. A representative for the National Police Agency told AFP that the 25-year-old musician was discovered dead at his residence in southern Seoul late on Wednesday. She added that there was no indication of foul play. What happened To Moonbin? [caption id="attachment_222375" align="aligncenter" width="534"] moonbin died[/caption] On Thursday, a statement from Moonbin's record company, Fantagio Music, also confirmed his passing but did not specify what caused it. Astro member Moon Bin abruptly left our world on April 19 and became a star in the sky, the account wrote. In order for his family to mourn him peacefully and pay their respects, it was requested that people "refrain from speculative and nasty reports." Thousands of mourning admirers commented on the label's news, many of whom expressed shock. Peace be with you, Moonbin. I wish you good fortune from the moon and the stars. One person tweeted, "I pray they give you all the love and comfort." "I find it difficult to concentrate on my work right now. Another person wrote, "This truly hurts. A member of the group Astro, Moon Bin (also known as Moonbin) also performed with a side project named Moonbin & Sanha. He enrolled in the Fantagio training program at a young age and worked as a kid model and actor before making his debut with Astro in February 2016. Moonbin & Sanha were scheduled to play at the upcoming Dream Concert, one of the biggest K-pop joint performances in South Korea, in May before he passed away. Meanwhile, the group was in the middle of their Diffusion Fan Con Tour around Asia when they debuted their official fan community website on Weverse on Sunday. Weverse is a global fandom network run by the management company of K-pop superstars BTS. Although the death of any musician should never be unexpected, Moonbin's sudden passing was particularly devastating given how busy the young singer was even the week before he passed away, according to Jeff Benjamin, Billboard's K-pop columnist. Nobody in his immediate vicinity anticipated this, but what we can save is his indisputable smile, he continued. The Cheshire Cat from "Alice in Wonderland," as well as the magnificent music and performances he offered us, were compared to its brightness. Behind the sparkle and glamour, the K-pop industry is infamous for its fierce competitiveness, invasion of privacy, online bullying, and constant public pressure to uphold a clean image at all costs. According to an anonymous police official quoted by South Korea's Yonhap News Agency, the cause of Moon's death is being investigated as an apparent suicide. Goo Hara, who passed away in 2019, and other young K-pop celebrities have recently been thought to have committed suicide. She had been mistreated by an ex-boyfriend who, after they broke up, tried to extort her using their sex tapes. The alleged suicide took place a month after Sulli, a K-pop star who had been struggling with online abuse, killed herself. Sulli's death sparked calls in South Korea for harsher penalties for cybercrimes. Sulli's passing was reminiscent of that of fellow K-pop artist Jonghyun, who committed suicide in 2017 after struggling with depression. Those who grin the most are almost always the ones who suffer the most. Moon's supporter wrote. "We'll think of you when the sky is clear and the stars are shining brilliant," the song goes. Follow chopnews to get trending and latest news about your famous celebrity

#celebritynews #MoonbinDied

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joyliiejolly · 2 years

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CARATLAND TODAYYYY ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪

It was actual my second time participating the event. Being international fan and all, so online concerts and fan meetings are actually things that make me find the whole Covid situation a tiny bit better.

Talk about online concerts/fan meetings, it was actually me and miss Blue’s wish to go to a SVT’s concert for the longest time. We made a promise since high school days and kept reminding each other to save up the money so when the time comes, we could just pack our bags and right on the way we go. Our deadline was before the renewal of the contract (we couldn’t get rid of the thought that maybe not all of them would sign with the company again) and before any of the boy’s enlistment.

And with the power of manifesting, our wish did come true, just not in the way that we expected it to be =))))) Our first concert together was Incomplete, and since then we’ve “been” to almost every single events of them (except the Weverse-con).

Another example of what you want would eventually come to you but at the most surprising time is my hair =))))) There was a time when DIA’s Chaeyeon had her hair cut in layer style, and she looked so freaking pretty in it I had to save the photo and showed it to my friends 😭 I remembered thinking to myself “Wow I want my hair to be like hers”, but it was impossible for me back then since my hair was cut short not so long ago. Fast forward to lately, when I looked at myself in the mirror, I just came to realize that I’m having the same hair style as Chaeyeon’s back then =)))))) I didn’t even think much when I went to the salon at the beginning of the year, completely forgot my wish years ago, but still unconsciously choose that freaking hairstyle somehow lmao

Another day to be reminded that manifesting works, but the results could come in the most unexpected way ig ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

#joyliiejolly.rambling

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rainyvoidwhispers · 4 years

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Comeback Trailer Analysis of BTS (Interlude: Shadow)

This is just what I interpreted from the video and song. So please don’t take it as the be all end all. I would love to hear additional theories and analysis’ of the video and song.

The video opens in what looks like a hotel/apartment corridor, with four doors on one side and three on the other. Each of these seven doors are blocked by a black figure facing the door, eye line linear with the respective peepholes. The only door without a black figure is the eighth door at the end of the hallway; which is blocked by Suga. He is the only one facing outwards, his back to the door.

The seven doors seem to represent the members of BTS. Each one being a private space they occupy that the fans/world (the black figures) constantly try to peek into. However, the only door they aren’t peaking into is the eighth door. Which is strange, because one would assume his door would be among the seven. It is. The question then becomes which door that represents the two Suga’s embodies his Shadow and which his Ego/Persona.

The door that we see Suga standing up against seems to be the important one, at least to him. He stands guard as if something vulnerable that needs to be protected is behind it. Something he doesn’t want the world/fans to see.

Suddenly a shattered mirror begins to form in front of Suga and the door. Now showing an empty corridor, with Suga wearing an a beige/off white outfit, standing away from the door. Telling us about his dreams “I wanna be a rap star/ I wanna be the top/ I wanna be a rock star/ I want it all mine”. This seeming to be a past Suga, reminding us of the many aspirations he wished to reach at the start of BTS’ career.

The scene then cuts to Suga alone, lying on the floor, as lights begin to illuminate under him one by one. Symbolizing how BTS has started to get noticed, the light has begun shining under him and is getting brighter. And the mantra of his desires continues as Suga breaks out into a run. Abandoning the door he had been protecting, to run toward his dreams. The intensity in the music increasing as he goes.

But just as suddenly as he begins to run, he finds himself on stage. Almost falling off the edge of said stage, into a crowd of those same black figures; now holding cell phones toward him. As this plays out, Suga raps “I wondered everyday how far I’d go/ I came to my senses and I find myself here”. Showing and saying how BTS’ rise to fame was so sudden and quick. How just a moment ago he was wondering just how big they’ll be. What stages they’ll perform, how many fans will they reach, and then in the blink of an eye they are now on the world stage, with millions watching.

Even the ground where he was laying has suddenly been filled with hands. All clamoring to get to Suga, but trapped under the barrier. And now the black figures that were nowhere to be seen in the corridor are pushing, banging, and clawing at the door to get to Suga.

However, it isn’t the black figures’ constant persistence that gets the door open; it’s Suga. Who, with one wave of his hand, opens all seven doors. Representing how the fans and the world are looking for information and performance from BTS. And instead of shutting them out, BTS willingly lets them in. As seen in the amount of content they provide for fans that give us glimpses of their person life, along with the social media interaction through things like Weverse and V live. This is them opening the door to fame and all that comes with it, yet not really realizing how overwhelming it would get.

As evidenced by the, lyrics, Suga laments that all this success is “terrifying” and how “No one told me how lonely it is up here”. There is also fear that everything can be taken away, just as fast as it was given, “I can leap in the air, but also plunge”.

As Suga continues to rap the black figures are clamor toward, taking one giant leap together, ready to claim him. But, a sudden thought comes to Suga: “Now I know running away could be an option too/ Pause”. Causing the descending hoard to move in slow motion.

In these few seconds Suga weighs the pros and cons of accepting this fame. He thinks of how people say there is “splendor” in it, but he also considers how the increasing amount of success leads to his “shadow” growing and becoming a “monster”. Presuming his “shadow” represents his personal fears.

Finally he makes his choice to accept the fame. Letting the hands touch him. He then lets out a sigh of fatigue; as if he is apathetically accepting the cost of his choice.

The hands then push him down with Suga ending up back on the stage. Letting out a single prayer “hoping to be okay”.

As he performs, Suga lays bare his struggles with this increased fame, and the newly formed desires born from fear to the crowd, “The moment I’m flying high as I wished/ My shadow grows in that blasting stark light/ Please don’t let me shine/ Don’t let me down/ Don’t let me fly/ Now I’m afraid” Telling the crowd (an extension of the fans and the world) that his past desires and present ones are now clashing. He has finally reached the success and recognition that he hoped for, but it causes his fears to grow. Now he doesn’t want to fly any higher than he already is, yet he also doesn’t want his fans and the world to abandon him, which would cause him to fall.

And yet, these feelings seem to be falling on deaf ears, as the crowd continues to hold their cellphones to him, and the spotlight continues to shine.

Then as the music begins to die down the mantra of his past desires (before the fame) are said again. Back in the corridor as the camera dollies back with Suga in the center of screen. The doors that he had opened begin to close, except for one. Presumably Suga’s door. Now allowing his Shadow to fully come forth.

The music drastically changes. The bass becoming heavier, and Suga’s voice becoming rougher. The lighting on stage becomes red, as the camera pans down from Suga on stage and then in to the crowd. There a figure without a hood turns around, revealing themselves to be Suga. Who then says the line “I wanna be me”.

The music then hits a crescendo of intensity, as does the video. With Suga being mobbed by the crowd. All holding their cell phones, snapping pictures and taking video. This Suga being mobbed doesn’t fight the crowd off, instead rolling with the energy of the situation, rapping “I’m you, you are me, I’m you, now do you know”. Addressing this notion to the Suga on stage, not the crowd based on how he keeps looking up at the camera instead of keeping eye level with the crowd.

His delivery of lines such as “We are one body, sometimes we will clash/ You can never break me off, this you must know” and “Yeah succeed or fail, whichever way you flow/ Yeah you can’t escape, wherever you go” comes off as threatening and smug. His shadow walking up to the stage, staring the other Suga down. Telling him that they are one in the same, and that he will never get rid of the fears, desires, and monsters that have plagued him.

But the lines also feel as if they imply a double meaning. Of how Suga and BTS will never be able to escape the many eyes and scrutiny that is on them now. That they should learn to accept it, because they’ll continue to rise on the world stage, and not just their personas, but their personal selves too will be open for the masses to consume. Driving the point home, with the screen being filled with flashing lights and sounds of cameras, as Suga is swallowed up by the shadows.

To wrap this all up, the song is Suga communicating how achieving his dreams has caused fear and anxiety within him. He is afraid of falling from the stage he now finds himself standing on. He feels alone and has notions of giving it all up, yet a part of him still can’t. And while he wants this fear and “shadow” to leave him be, it refuses to let go.

The video on the other hand plays with what the song is saying, but also with how the media scrutiny and demands from fans to know everything about BTS is also causing fear and anxiety. Hardly anything personal seems to be protected anymore and the line between persona and self is starting to become one and the same.

#bts #yoongi #suga #bts suga

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