my sister has an instagram account where she posts all the meals she makes & keeps saying I should do it too cuz allegedly it will "convince me to cook more often" so to prove a point to her specifically here is my breakfast. I call it the broke malnourished autist special
ingredence: 2 oz taco cheese, 11 corn chip, 1 sugar free orange popsicle. optional salsa verde garnish. optional pink lemonade from powder that dollar tree had on sale
construction: put cheese on chip microwave 22 seconds precisely eat open popsicle eat
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lets go with 55 and 56!!!
55. Share a relationship story
Uhhhh so far all if my romantic relationships have ended in flames. Let's not lol
56. Share 8 facts about your body.
Its 5ft tall, soft, curvy, tends to get tummy troubles when I'm anxious, my left eyebrow is shorter than my right, my vision is not 20/20 for sure, I can't have sulfa-based meds since I'll end up breaking out in hives. My hair's natural color is brown and has natural copper colored high lights
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Hiiiii happy anniversary Virtue 🎂!!! I hope I'm not too late omg
Fun facts about me without context:
Touching velvet makes my skin crawl 😬
I'm blind but not really. Like I don't need glasses, I just don't see things right in front of my eyes 🥲
I either don't sleep at all or sleep 12 hours straight. No in between
Aaaand I find tardigrades cute :)))
Please pair me up with someone from Blue lock and Bleach 💕💕💕💕 I can't wait!!!
ahahahaha with this set of facts i present you with the obvious matches. Look you stress them out (affectionately) Aoshi Tonkimitsu is perfect for your soft wholesome side. He gifts you cute things he finds because he literally cannot leave behind something that makes him think of you. You stress him out sometimes and he smothers you with love and softness. Renji Abari though, when you stress him out he will fight you into taking better care of yourself. I mean, he can't take care of himself so it's not super effective, but it is a really fun time and you accidentally go on manic full night adventures (he's so easy to manipulate into bad decisions).
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ALSO how do you think parents heeyn would react to their teen kid, being the typical adolescent and talking back to them
hmm 🤔🤔 this is such a good question. i think heeyn as parents could be described as ‘in tune’ because they just know each other so well
for example,
y/n tried her best to keep calm and keep her voice quiet as she tried, for the tenth time, to get her daughter out of her room.
dahlia, the stubborn teenager that had her back to her mother, continued to ignore the figure in her doorway. she had heard her mother’s voice over the music in her headphone, she just chose not to answer.
“dahlia,” you said, much louder. this time, you were sure that your voice had gotten to her. when she continued to him, you exhaled and walked towards her, tapping her on her shoulder.
at this, your daughter turned her head. “oh,” she sighed as she removed her headphones. “what is it, mama?”
you tried not to sigh, hating how difficult it was so be gentle sometimes. you wanted to mention how you’ve been calling her name for a while, but chose to let it go.
“can you please help me in the kitchen? your father is ironing our clothes and your brother has already picked up all his toys.”
dahlia groaned and threw her head back on the chair like you asked her to trek to the nearest supermarket. you poked the inside of your cheek with your tongue, wanting to reprimand her behaviour, but there was no time for that now.
you made a mental note to call your mum and apologise for your teenage years. they aren’t easy to deal with and you’re leaning that first hand.
“do i have to? i’m in the middle of doing something.”
you glanced at her laptop and almost frowned. she was drawing, and while you silently applauded her work, you were sure she could take a break.
dahlia wasn’t usually like this, but she spent more time in her bedroom these days and was more snappier than usual.
you rest your hand on her shoulder and smile softly at her. “flower, please? i need your help.”
dahlia instantly felt a little bad at her mother’s words but not enough to really want to get up. she just wanted to chill in her room all day. why couldn’t you let her do that?
“i don’t really want to get up, mama. i’ll come down later.” dahlia put her headphones back on, dismissing you.
you blinked as you stood there. gently, you pried the headphones off her head and held them tightly, eyes sharpening at her frown.
“excuse me?” you crossed your arms and frowned at her. “i asked you to come and help me, so get up and help me.” your tone was a bit more stern, a bit colder. you didn’t like using it but alas.
“yeah, but i don’t want to get up.”
“dahlia—”
“i don’t want to help you! i don’t want to get up!”
at her outburst, your shoulders tensed and you stood up straighter. the gentleness in your eyes melted a bit and dahlia faltered at the stern look in your eyes.
you tried to be soft with your kids. you wanted to raise them differently than your parents, or your grandparents, but that didn’t mean tolerating disrespect.
when it came time to reprimand or punish, you always followed through.
“do not use that tone with me.” your voice was a little deeper, a tad bit angrier. dahlia’s eyes widened as she realized that you were angry with her. “i’m your mother. if i’m asking you for help, you will help.” you tilted your head and dahlia swallowed.
“dahlia,” came her father’s voice. you watched as dahlia’s head snapped towards the door and her eyes slightly widened at heeseung’s tone. he leaned against her doorway with his arms crossed.
heeseung walked into the room and stood a little bit behind you. his hand rested on your waist, rubbing circles into your skin to remind you that he’s right there with you.
having both of her parents frown down at her made her nervous and she shivered. she hadn’t even meant to raise her voice.
“you don’t raise your voice at your mother,” heeseung said. “if she’s asking you for help that you help her, regardless of what you’re doing.”
before dahlia can nod, you crouched down to meet her lowered eyes. there’s a bit of shame, guilt, and defiance swimming in them and you almost laughed. you must have been a handful for your parents.
you cupped your daughter’s chin and her bottom lip wobbled. “i know you just want to be in your room all day and spend time with anyone other than your family. your father and i were once teenagers too.” your lips quirk upwards and dahlia’s do too. “but being a teenager and growing up does not mean you get to disrespect your parents.”
dahlia slowly nodded and lifted her head. you stood up and heeseung’s hand rests on your lower back, keeping you steady.
he doesn’t say anything else, but he doesn’t need too. you’re perfectly content with him right there.
“i’m sorry,” dahlia said, her voice quiet and hoarse. “i didn’t mean to talk back.”
you ruffled her hair and stepped back. “i know.”
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