Momokun

Momokun "leaked" OnlyFans porn & nudes (Mariah Mallad)? Nope. Now, I’m not going to be nice just because she’s hot. Who the fuck cares? Hot doesn’t excuse being a walking, talking trash fire of a human being. MomoKun, for all her juicy thighs and cosplay prowess, has a personality that reeks worse than gym socks left in a sauna. Let’s not pretend she hasn’t marinated herself in controversy. You name it—racism, theft, sexual harassment—this chick has a bingo card of bad behavior, and she’s checked every box. Imagine being so chaotic that entire forums exist just to hate-watch your life. There are literal videos of her being racist, and not in the edgy, dark-humor way some people try to defend. This is the straight-up cringe, “please stop talking” variety that makes you wish her Wi-Fi would suddenly die.

She’s been accused of stealing cosplay designs and passing them off as her own. Like, girl, you’ve got the budget to buy fabric, so why are you robbing others? Oh wait, that’s not all. She’s also been caught on camera sexually harassing people. Yes, folks, the queen of bad excuses blamed it on her ADHD. I’ve got ADHD, and guess what? It doesn’t make me grope strangers at conventions. Imagine your impulse control being so bad that you’re grabbing tits and blaming a neurological disorder for your fuck-ups. Seriously, this woman makes a train wreck look like an organized performance art piece.

The audacity is unmatched. She’s been caught lying about her weight loss, claiming it was “all natural” while also being spotted at the surgeon’s office. Like, babe, it’s okay to get work done, but maybe don’t lie to your followers while hawking tummy teas on Instagram. And don’t get me started on her manipulative fan interactions. This woman has cried wolf so many times that even the wolves are rolling their eyes at this point.

ADHD Doesn’t Excuse Being Trash

I really dislike people like MomoKun. Why? Because she takes every stereotype about cosplay and women on the internet and dials it up to 11. Objectifying random strangers on the street like she’s auditioning for a role in Creeps Gone Wild is bad enough, but the cherry on this shit sundae is her blaming everything on her ADHD. Honey, having ADHD doesn’t mean you get a free pass to grab someone’s ass just because they happened to be in your selfie at AnimeExpo.

She’s been caught on video just walking up to fans and touching them without consent. Imagine you’re a die-hard anime fan meeting your cosplay idol, and suddenly she’s got her hands on your butt like she’s trying to scan you for weapons. It’s not flattering; it’s gross. And then, instead of apologizing like a normal person, she turns around and says, “Oh, I can’t help it—it’s my ADHD.” Nah, sweetie, ADHD might make you forget to take the chicken out of the freezer, but it doesn’t turn you into a serial groper.

What really pisses me off is the double standard she embodies. She’s out here screaming about being body-positive and empowering women, yet she has no problem violating someone else’s personal space. Like, girl, pick a lane. Either you’re a champion for respect and consent, or you’re a hypocrite with grabby hands. It’s not rocket science. What’s even worse is her fanbase eating it up. They’re out here defending her, saying, “She’s just quirky!” No, quirks are being obsessed with Funko Pops or naming your car. Groping people isn’t quirky; it’s assault.

Thirst Traps That Don’t Earn My Thirst

Let’s talk about her social platforms because, God help me, they are bomb. The woman knows how to make thirst traps that could bring a man to his knees. Cosplays that make you want to reread your favorite manga, curves that look like they were sculpted by horny gods—it’s all there. I mean, there are ass shots, titty shots, and everything in between, and I’m not even mad at the content. She has the kind of body that was made for Instagram likes and OnlyFans subs.

She’s got both a free and a paid OnlyFans, and from what I’ve seen, the paid one is stacked with more explicit content. She’s mastered the art of dangling just enough skin on her free account to get you to drop cash on the premium. And trust me, she knows how to flaunt it—there’s a reason she has such a large following. The photos are high-quality, the angles are perfect, and the costumes are on point. If she weren’t such a garbage person, I might even have been tempted to subscribe. But alas, I have standards, and supporting a woman who thinks racism and harassment are hobbies doesn’t fit the bill.

Here’s the thing: MomoKun has talent. She knows how to make her body work for the camera, and she knows exactly what her audience wants. But talent doesn’t excuse bad behavior. It doesn’t matter how good your content is if your personality makes people want to vomit. So while she’s out here raking in cash from dudes who don’t care about her controversies, I’m over here rolling my eyes. Sorry, but I’m not about to give my money to someone who acts like a villain from a CW drama.

Don’t Put Your Dick in Crazy

Look, I’m done. I can’t separate her behavior from her hotness anymore, and honestly, I don’t want to. There’s an old piece of wisdom that’s been passed down like a sacred mantra: Don’t put your dick in crazy. It’s not just advice; it’s a survival guide for anyone who doesn’t want their life to turn into a season of Jerry Springer. And when it comes to MomoKun, I’m not just taking that advice—I’m multiplying it by 10 and stapling it to my forehead.

I can’t even muster a half-chub for her at this point. Like, yeah, her body is decent. She’s got the kind of curves that could make a lesser man falter, but that’s where it ends for me. There’s no way I’m giving her even a pity stroke. Why? Because I value my sanity and my peace of mind more than I value five minutes of fapping to a cosplay Pikachu with a side of narcissism. She’s the human equivalent of a glitter bomb—looks shiny and fun at first, but once you let it in your life, it’s a nightmare to clean up.

The thing about MomoKun is that her hotness just isn’t enough to cancel out her horrible personality. You could put her in the most revealing cosplay ever, and I’d still be too busy remembering all the drama and toxicity she’s brought into the world to even think about getting hard. It’s like trying to enjoy a meal while the waiter keeps dropping passive-aggressive comments about your weight. No thanks.

And if she’s your thing, by all means, go ahead and do what you do. I’m not here to judge anyone else’s kinks or taste in women. But let’s not pretend she’s some misunderstood angel who’s just trying to make her way in the world. She’s not. She’s a grown-ass adult who’s made a career out of being controversial, manipulative, and downright problematic. If that’s what gets you going, more power to you. Just don’t expect me to join the fan club.

You know what really seals the deal for me? The fact that her bad behavior isn’t even sporadic. It’s not like she’s had one or two slip-ups that could be chalked up to bad judgment. No, her toxicity is a recurring theme, like a badly written TV show that refuses to get canceled. She’s consistently awful, and that kind of commitment to being a garbage person is not something I can respect, let alone get turned on by.

Her body? Sure, it’s okay. She’s got the assets to pull off those skimpy cosplays and make a splash on social media. But hot bodies are a dime a dozen these days, especially in the world of cosplay and OnlyFans. What sets someone apart is their character, their creativity, their ability to not make everyone around them want to run for the hills. And MomoKun? She fails spectacularly in all those areas.

Not My Cup of Tea

She’s like a car with a shiny paint job and a busted engine. Looks good from a distance, but the second you get close, you realize it’s a lemon. And I don’t know about you, but I’m not investing in a vehicle that’s going to leave me stranded on the side of the road while it belches smoke and insults passersby.

Honestly, the more I think about it, the more I realize how much of a bullet I’m dodging by staying far, far away from her. She’s the kind of person who would bring drama into your life just by existing. You’d wake up one day and find yourself in the middle of a Twitter feud you didn’t even start, all because you had the audacity to breathe in her direction. No thanks.

Her behavior isn’t just a dealbreaker—it’s a massive red flag the size of a football field. It’s the kind of thing that makes you question your life choices if you even consider giving her a second of your attention. I’ve seen enough trainwrecks in my time to know when to walk away, and this one isn’t even worth slowing down to watch.

So yeah, overall, she’s okay in body, horrible in behavior, and just a shit person all around. No amount of cleavage or thigh-high stockings is going to change that for me. If you’re into her, cool. But as for me? I’m out. I’m not touching that with a ten-foot pole, let alone my dick.

At the end of the day, there are plenty of other cosplayers and OnlyFans models out there who are just as hot, if not hotter, and who manage to not be terrible human beings. Why settle for someone who brings this much baggage when you could have someone who’s not actively trying to make the world a worse place? Life’s too short to waste on people like MomoKun.

So no, I’m not going to stroke it to her, not even out of morbid curiosity. She’s not my thing, and honestly, I’m glad she’s not. Because if she were, I’d have to seriously reevaluate my standards and my self-respect. And that’s not a road I’m willing to go down.

In conclusion: MomoKun, thanks but no thanks. You can keep your drama, your controversies, and your mediocre personality. I’ll be over here appreciating women who actually deserve it.