“are you here for me to kick your ass?” a snort, followed by another long sigh, “i never took you for a masochist, but i guess you learn new things everyday.
@rmngyu / the get down
seeing doubles of everything was so normal to mingyu. it was no longer a frightening thing. he’d gotten so used to it, he wondered if there was a really a point to discerning the real from the illusion. how true had people been, anyway? how real had they been to others, the world, themselves. nine times out of ten, he’d most likely prefer a hallucinated version of some people.
like eunha. christ.
did she know how to get under his skin.
mingyu sneered at the sight of her, cringed to the bone upon realizing she was drawing near. he disposed of the joint in his hand beneath his feet and lit another one to handle all of the horrendous energy about to invade his sacred space.
“mm, where’s your curtsy, then? disrespectful to greet royalty without formal entry, no?”
he smirked.
“here to have a good time, actually—no thanks to you, now. plenty of other people for you to harass. seems you already have a line of suitors who just can’t wait to get their hands on you.” the boy nodded his head at the disgruntled people she pushed passed.
sometimes, he liked to think about how much better off he’d be if he’d never touched drugs.
money would be such a devastatingly pressing issue. past the necessary dues of a college student, insurance, taxes, it is shockingly cheap to live as an adult. kids might make it tougher. desires and hobbies, too, take some toll. but they’re not necessary.
funneling money into his unfortunate vice has taken a grand slamming toll on his cost of living, not to mention the thorny path he has to walk through every time he struggles to keep up with his intake.
sometimes, he knew how much better off he’d be if he’d never touched drugs.
“one of these days, j. one. my running tab with you will be closed off. promise.” a sly, toothy smile with an undercurrent of non bashful charm was never enough to shy jennie’s death stare away, but he offered it every time, and left with what he requested every time.
“smoke you out? have a j with j,” he sniggered, wiggling a joint in her face. “y’can tell me ‘bout all your dumb problems.”
hello!!! i’m marie and this is my tol ‘n dopey angry bird mingyu :-) lmaoo i haven’t set up a bio yet and i’m barely makin this post now bc i’m running around trying to get my shit together for move in tomorrow. so in advance, i’m sorry if im slow to reply for the next couple days! i’m grateful for all who messaged me though, i’ll try my best to get back to all of u cool ppl soon! hopefully this & some bullets will do for now!
who dat boy, who dat is IS mingyu, who looks 12 but is somehow 21 & 185cm
your local trash junkie who’s on drugs all the time -- anybody’s guess as to what it is, but 80% of the time, it’s marijumanji
he’s definitely addicted to narcos but its also the only thing that keeps him from being power triggered lmao (mellowed out n barely on the plane of existence)
power = self-detonation
pretty self explanatory!! essentially the hulk in that if he’s provoked, his powers are triggered except he’s the bomb.com
when he goes full on nuclear, he vaporizes for like four hours and he can decimate a whole city block so he doesn’t do that often LMAO
most of the exploding he does just makes him super tired and achy, bones breaking n muscles tearing n all but they heal with time
he can shield others from blasts if he surrounds them, but he also hasn’t done that too often, so success rate = plop, unknown
family things
he has an older sister who hates him bc he exploded and killed her boyfren ha..ha
his parents are hecka religious, so of course they think he’s the devil or smth. basically shunned him
used to be pushed around as a kid by his parents
who fought a lot -- but still aren’t divorced, crazy
school things
he's a traditional arts major! loves the romantic arts bc it’s as extremely extra and chaotic as him
he used to be a biochem major his freshman year because he wanted to know more about how his power worked, but couldn’t keep up so he got booted
he’s real good at painting, hit him up for portraits ladies n gents
schooling while high = impossible? almost, but it’s art--he does it so much better than if he was sober. more open minded/imaginative, thinks outside realms of the norm
in terms of personality..
he can blab. for so long. about things that don’t make sense, maybe things that make too much sense people don’t wanna hear it because cmon. he’s on drugs lol
“nice” is subjective to him, he’s just really honest, doesn’t cut with the bullshit. no time, and also no patience because he’ll (literally) explode if he tries to deal with any of it
used to be made fun of by other kids before because of his skinniness
hated even more bc of his powers
as far as relationships, he might’ve had a few, but how could he really keep them with how he is? full time druggie with frequent transgressions
not to mention he has an unfortunate temper and is beyond flawed
das all i got for now!! i have to run some last minute things and make sure i got everything packed but again just hmu with wild ideas cuz i’m here for all of it
