#bios tw

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ㅤㅤ ︎ ︎Ꮺ ︎ ₎ 〬𓂂 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤangel numbers ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ︎─ 神 ࣪ ׅ ⊹︎︎︎ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ: ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ.˚ ⌣ 🌷🌱 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤbios ⁀ tw ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ◌ ˳ ׄ

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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ  ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎𝅄  ︎₍ ︎ ︎☁️ ︎ ︎₎ 〬𓂂 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ🅷︎     . ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ壱   ⁀ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ 〬𓂂  ⃝ ⠀ ࣪ ◌ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤeart ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ꯭○ ֹ̱⠀𓈒 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ𝟭𝟭𝟭 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤﾟ, ◌

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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎◌  ' 𓂂 〬 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ #lu ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ░ ⁀₊ ˚ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ222 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ: ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤllɑ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ╰ .˚ ○ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤby . 🧸

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ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ︎333 ─── 〬𓂂 ׄ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤsu . ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ︎︎𝅄 〬 ਇਊ ¡︎ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤppo ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ : 🪞 ` ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ៚ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ rt ⊹    𓈒 

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ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ  ︎pro   . ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ˳ ׄ ⟡ ⁀   ! ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ𝟒𝟒𝟒   ── ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤtec ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ( ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ 〬𓂂  ׄ  ⌣  ɞ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ tıon ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ⸌ ⠀꒰ 🪴

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ  ︎#五𝗰𝗵 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ  〬𓂂  ⃝! ⠀ ࣪ ◌ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ⌣ ׂ ♡   ¡ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ɑn ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ˳ ׄ  555 〬𓂂  ׄ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ  ge      . ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ⊹  !   𓈒

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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ  ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ─    坏 ࣪  ׅ ⊹ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ░  . ˚ ⌣ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ(ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ666 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ )ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎𝅄 ׄ ⟡  𓈒 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ 〬𓂂  !   ׄ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ 𓈒 𑁯 ___  ִ ۫

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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ︎ ︎ ︎Ꮺ ︎ ₎ 〬𓂂 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤlu ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ¡ ⃝ ꯭○ ֹ̱⠀𓈒 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ777 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ( ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ 〬𓂂 ` ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤck ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ⊹    𓈒

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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ  ︎ ︎─ ︎ bɑ   ࣪  ׅ ✩ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ︎𝅄  ︎₍   ¡   യ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ 𝟖𝟖𝟖 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ𓄹   𓂂  ⃝  ࣪  ˖ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤlɑnㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ 〬𓂂  《3  ֗ ִ  ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ𝗰𝗲     .

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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ  ︎ ︎ ︎𝅄 ׄ ໒꒱  〬 𓂂 ׄ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤlıbe ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ♡ ,  ꒱ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ: ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤrɑtıon ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ࣪  ׅ Ꮺ  ˚ ︎𝅄 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ𝟵𝟵𝟵      . ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ░ .˚ ⌣

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[tomanjicons]

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀˖ ࣪ ◌  ཐིཋྀ  . ׄ  ⠀⠀₍  zb1 ₎  ⠀⠀⌣ ׂ  ♡   ¡⠀ ⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀tw     .⠀ ⠀⠀⠀  ⠀ 🦢    ˖⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀:⠀ ⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀bios

ㅤㅤㅤ ♡⃞゛ 一 ㅤㅤ nᥲt ⠀⠀⠀⠀ # , ⟡ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 章 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ : ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝟬𝟬𝘇 ⠀⠀⠀⠀. 🦝 ︎ ︎ ) ⠀⠀⠀⠀ⓏⒷ① ⠀⠀⠀⠀◌ ִ ۫︎ ✦ ⠀⠀⠀⠀cᥱn ⠀⠀⠀⠀昊 ⠀⠀⠀⠀𝕥𝕖𝕣 .

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝖒𝖆       )ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ  한 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 斗 ꯭○ ֹ̱⠀𓈒 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ın ⠀⠀⠀⠀ : ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 빈 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ¡    ◌ ׄ ✦ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐙𝐁𝟏 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ׄ  ᜴ 𓈒  ׁ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ dᥲn ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝟘𝟙 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝗰𝗲𝗿

ㅤㅤㅤ⠀⏝ ˚☆ . ㅤㅤ cᥲ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ : ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝟎𝟐 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ . ✦˚ ₎ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝒏𝒂𝒅 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 매 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ıᥲn ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ᜴ 🦊 ɞ ࣪⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝗭𝗕𝟭 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ¡ . ♡゙ ๋ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ vıtᥲ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 튜 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 🄼🄸🄽

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ * ║▌.⠀ ⠀𝐜𝐡 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 沈 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ : ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ᥲr ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 泉 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝅄  ︎₍ ︎ ︎🍓 ︎ ︎₎ 〬𓂂 ⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗶𝘀 ⠀⠀⠀⠀锐 ⠀⠀⠀⠀╰ .˚ ○ ⠀⠀⠀⠀mᥲ ⠀⠀⠀⠀𝟘𝟜 ⠀⠀⠀⠀bo ⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐙𝐁𝟏 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ss

ㅤ𝅄 𑄽୧ 𝄒 𓈒 一 ㅤㅤ 🅣 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝅄 〬 🧸 ◌ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐙𝐁𝟏 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ᥱd ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ░ ⁀₊ ˚ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 건 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝗱𝘆 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ˳ ׄ ⟡ ⁀ ! ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 욱 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ bᥱ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⌣ ׂ ♡ ¡ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ⓐⓡ

⠀ ⠀ ˖ ݁ ♡ . ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ dı ⠀⠀⠀⠀ : ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 태 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⓏⒷ① ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝗺𝗽 ⠀⠀⠀⠀  ۫   ⁀  ⟡  , ⠀⠀⠀⠀ lᥱ ⠀⠀⠀⠀♡⃞゛ 一  🅿🆁 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 래 ⠀⠀⠀⠀  𝟘𝟚 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ın ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝅄 𑄽୧   𝄒  𓈒 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐜𝐞

ㅤㅤ─ 🐶 ࣪ ׅ ⊹ ㅤㅤ ㅤgı ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ♡ , ꒱ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝟬𝟰 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ : ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐚𝐧𝐭 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𓄹 𓂂 ⃝ ࣪ ˖ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 규 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⓟ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 빈 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ up ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ︵⃨ ׄ ❀ ִ ۫ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ℤ𝔹𝟙 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ pч

ㅤ𓈒 𑁯 ⁀ ִ ۫ ㅤㅤ du ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⁀  ♡   ¡ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 지 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ : ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐚𝐥𝐢 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𓂂 🕸 ׄ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝟿𝟾𝚣 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ tч ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 『    ` ⊹  ׄ   𓈒 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝗭𝗕𝟭 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ vᥲm ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 웅 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕖

ㅤㅤ🐰 ⁀ ⃝ ✦ ִ ۫ ㅤㅤ ㅤᥱtᥱrㅤ ˳ ׄ ⟡ ,ㅤ #유 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ˖ ࣪ ◌ 𝟎𝟕 . ׄ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 진 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ¡ ꦿ︎⏝ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝗻𝗮𝗹 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⏜♡︵ ⠀ ֶָ֪ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ mᥲk ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ZB1 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⓝⓐⓔ

like and reblog if you use/save : don���t edit + don’t repost on twt/other platforms <3

[saericons]

ㅤㅤ*ㅤ. ໒ ⠀⠀ bıos⠀⠀⠀⁀ ¡⠀⠀ tw♡⠀⠀､ ˙

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀. ࣪ ɞ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𓇻.🦩 ࣪ ⠀⠀jennie. 𔓗⠀⠀⠀⠀! ㅤ ㅤ୧

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⠀⠀ ⠀ 𐚁 ͏͏ ᳝˚ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀🅹 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀░⁀₊ ˚ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⸌ ⠀꒰ 🪞 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ru. ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ﹒ ( ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀* ♡⃞ .⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ୭̥ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀◌ . bч ⠀⠀⠀⠀⌣ ׂ ✦ ¡ ⠀ .

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⠀｡. 𔓗 ⠀ ⠀ ꒰ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ch⁀✦ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ #⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀◯ 𔓗. ᥲ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀░ ⠀𝅄 ˀˀ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀. 🕷⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀n͟e͟l͟ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀( ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀. ○♡⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ー ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀🅹୭̥ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀. ࿐໋ ¡

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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ꒰͡𑁬⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀#ヽ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ⓙⓐ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀. ࣪𓇻⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀nᥱ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ˖࣪ ⁀◌🥀 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀: ♡⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀║▌₊ ˙⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀d͟u͟. 𓋜⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀¡ ㅤ ⠀.`⠀ɞ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ckıᥱ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀𓂋 .

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⠀ ˖ ࣪  ♡ ͡ ݂ ۫ rᥱblog🦢 ࣪ 𓈒 &lıke⠀⠀⠀໒ ⠀ ⠀紫 ៸៸ ˚ ׅ

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[kyri45]

You guys wanted un-glamoured Mac for a month now you have to pay the consequences.

Shadowpeach Bio Parent AU (PREV / FIRST / NEXT

[hisbodycorpse]

𝐁͟𝐢͟𝐨𝗀͟𝗋͟𝖺͟𝖿͟𝗂́𝖺s, uso lıbre.

01. ⛃ ──── ⠀⠀烛光下的 ⠀⠀ ◜ １０

𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐎 ⠀（ ， ⠀⠀本書 𝗦͟.

02. 𝐔͟��͟𝐛͟𝐫͟𝐢́𝐚 ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ 𓀛

𝐄𝐥 ， 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨 色的河边 𝟴𝟵

03. A Girl Walks Home Alone at Night. ⎯⎯ ⠀🪓

♰ຶ ⠀ㅤㅤ ▃ #𝕾͙̦ͥ̍𝐚̵͟𝐰̵ 🔪 , 寫的 第三本書. ᵋ 𝟑͟𝟐

04. A ⠀⠀ Serbian ⠀⠀ Film. ⠀⠀ ࿈

▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ⠀⠀ #çä𝐠𝓼

   𓍝 ⠀⠀即使身⠀ ┊ 𝙱 𝙾 𝙽 𝙴

05. ▄ ⠀ ▍ ⠀ ♱ ⠀ 墮落天使,⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯ ⠀🩸

⠀ ֵֵ ⠀ ⠀ ֹ ⠀ ⚓️ æ. #𝓗ؗ olo 𝓬̊̈͟𝓪͒̾͟𝓾͚͚̲̝͇̔ͮ͂͗ͦ͟𝓼̽̈͊͟𝓽̂̾̾͑ͣͤ͟𝓸

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⠀⠀ Estas biografías pueden ser modificadas,

intercaladas, tomadas como inspiración.

Si bien se respetan mis créditos, es decir,

no hacerlas pasar como suyas.

[toxooz]

-draws human battering ram König like its my next hit of crack-

[good-advice-ganondorf]

[cloudsofteeth]

Cmon man just do me this favor at least ONCE like I Know you do wound exchanges but like just do me this solid

Desperation here man it sUCKS

It also would keep Beelzebub away..

[hyperfixatedoncrimminalminds]

Could you do the (16/17 year old) step daughter of spencer who calls him really late one night to pick her up from a party because she's (very) drunk and she knows he's up bc of his insomnia. And she clearly sees him as her father bc her dad left before she was even born.

Spencer Reid X Stepdaughter Fem Reader

THANK YOU FOR 400 FOLLOWERS!

Request: Could you do the (16/17 year old) step daughter of spencer who calls him really late one night to pick her up from a party because she's (very) drunk and she knows he's up bc of his insomnia. And she clearly sees him as her father bc her dad left before she was even born.

Third person pov...

Y/N was out at a friends house for a party, she was having fun, dancing and drinking all night long. She hadn't gone to a party in ages.

As the clock struck 1 am, Spencer was lying in bed, eyes wide open. Insomnia had been a constant companion for him, It was especially difficult on nights like this, when his stepdaughter Y/N was out at a party.

Y/N was a bright, independent teenager. But Spencer couldn't help but worry about her, especially since her biological father had left them before the H/C girl was even born. Spencer had taken on the role of a father to Y/N and they had formed a strong bond over the years.

Just as Spencer was about to drift off to sleep, his phone rang, jolting him awake, he immediately sat up, concern flooding through him, groggily he answered the call, expecting it to be Y/N checking in before heading home.

"Hey Y/N, everything okay?" Spencer answered with a touch of worry in his voice.

"Hi, uhm, can you come and pick me up from this party? I'm really drunk and I don't want to stay here anymore" The teenagers words were slurred and her voice was shaky.

"Of course, Y/N, I'll be there in fifteen minutes. Just stay put and I'll come get you" Spencer replied, already getting dressed and grabbing his car keys.

"Thanks, Spencer" Y/N said

She then gave him the address of the party and hung up. Spencer quickly got dressed and left his house in a hurry.

As he drove towards the address, he couldn't help but worry about Y/N, He had always been there for her, but he knew that her teenage years would be difficult but he would be there for her.

When he arrived at the party, Spencer could hear the music blaring from the house. He parked his car and walked towards the front door, bracing himself for what he would find inside.

As he neared the house he saw her sat outside. Y/N was sitting on the porch steps, her head hanging low, her H/C hair hanging infront of her face.

He could see the tears streaming down her face, and his heart broke. He got out of the car and walked towards her, sitting down next to her.

"Hey, are you okay?" Spencer asked, gently placing a hand on her back.

Y/N wiped her tears and nodded. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called you. I just wanted to go home"

Spencer hugged her tightly, rubbing her back as she cried. "It's okay, Y/N I'm here for you"

"I-I'm sorry" the teenager hiccuped, trying to stand up but failing miserably.

Spencer gently helped her up and led her to the car, Once she was buckled in, he drove her home in silence, both of them lost in their own thoughts.

They drove in silence for a few minutes before Y/N spoke, fidgeting with her painted nails "I'm sorry, Spencer" she said, her voice shaky with emotion.

"I know I shouldn't have called you. I just...I needed somebody and i couldnt call my mum" Spencer reached over and took her hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"It's okay, N/N. I'm here for you. Always." They drove the rest of the way in comfortable silence. When they arrived home, Y/N stumbled out of the car, her legs unsteady from the alcohol.

Spencer helped her inside, and she collapsed onto the couch, shivering from the cold.

Spencer pulled a throw blanket over her, and she immediately snuggled into it, her body still shaking. He sat down beside her and pulled her into his arms, holding her close.

They sat like that for a while, Y/Ns head resting against Spencer's chest. She was still shivering, and he could feel the guilt and regret radiating from her.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice breaking. "I shouldn't have done this. I know you must be disappointed in me."

Spencer gently lifted her chin so that he could look into her eyes. "I could never be disappointed in you, Y/N You're not perfect, and I don't expect you to be. But I do expect you to be safe. And to always come to me when you need help."

Tears filled the H/C teen eyes, and she buried her face in Spencer's chest. "Thank you" she mumbled.

"I love you, Spencer. You're the only dad I've ever known"

Spencer's heart swelled with emotion, and he held her tighter, tears prickling at the corners of his own eyes.

He had never thought of himself as a father figure, but in that moment, he knew he would do anything for the girl in his arms.

They stayed there, cuddled up on the couch, until the sun began to rise. Y/n had eventually fallen asleep, her breathing slow and steady.

Spencer smiled, grateful for the opportunity to be there for her in her time of need.

She may not be his biological daughter, but in that moment, none of that mattered. They were family, and that was all that truly mattered.

He shifted himself so he could put a pillow under her head, he then unbuckled her shoes and put them down by the couch.

Standing up he looked down at her. "How am I going to do this" he muttered to himself, the tall man then leant down he wrapped an arm around her shoudlers and put his other one jnder her legs so he could lift her up.

Once she was in his arms she automatically curled up in his arms again, a content sigh escaped her lips. Smiling Spencer begins walking to his bedroom.

He wasn't going to let her sleep on the sofa, when he opened the door he he set the teenager down on the bed and lent her body against his so he could pull back the covered for her.

He then tucked her in, brushing her hair away from her face, he then kissed her temple. "Good night Y/N" he whsipers before closing the door.

The end!

Hope you liked this oneshot, so sorry for the wait for this request! Sorry for any grammar and Spelling mistakes.

Requests are open!

Word count : 1120

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⠀   ೃ᭪ ͡ 𝂆 っ ུ᳝̯᳝᳝᳝⠀    ⠀⠀ｒ ｍ ａｎｔｉｃ⠀    ⠀⠀᭢᜴꤬♡̵̼͓̥͒ 𓈒᥀ 𝂆 ⃘᰷᰷ᰰ .

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⠀   ⠀   ⠀   ⠀    ⠀⠀ ؄ ֪ ׄ ◌⃘ ۫. ︎🌷 ᭪ ્حر .

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝑙𝜄𝜅𝜀 𝜎𝑟 𝑟𝜀𝑏𝑙𝜎𝑔 ⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ) 𓈒 ֹ ︶︶︶ 𝒇 ︶︶︶ ֹ 𓈒 (

[turninlovedits]

⠀⠀丶 ⠀ * ⠀ 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐨 ⠀ ❱ ⠀ 丷 ⠀ 𝗧𝗘𝗫𝗧𝗢 ⠀ 𝗜𝗠𝗣𝗢𝗥𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗘 ⠀ __ ⠀ 𝙳͟𝙰͟𝚃͟𝙾 ⠀ 𝙴͟𝚇͟𝚃͟𝚁͟𝙰 ⠀ ✧ ⠀  𝒖n͜a ⠀ 𝗳𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗲 ⠀ ﹠ ⠀ 𝐜on ⠀ 𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗮 ⠀ 𝒇ue͡nte ⠀ メ ⠀ ` ⠀ 𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫 ⠀ 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐨 ⠀ ❰⠀⠀𝓣𝐄𝐗𝐓★ ⠀ .

★ RESOURCE: BIO.

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[saericons]

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝆹𝅥 ִ ࿙࿚࿙࿚ ⠀⠀⠀⠀. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ✧ 　 　 coquette  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 

⠀ ⠀⠀𓊆⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 🎀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ pack⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ᧙ ⌣ ׄ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𓊇

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　　↷　 🌸 　 ⋎　 　bios.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀゛⠀⠀⠀𓊆⠀⠀⠀ ˚⠀｡ 🦢 ࣪⠀ ͜ ⌣ ⠀⠀⠀ http://angelic.xn--6ii ⠀⠀⠀ 𓊇

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝆹 ﾟ･⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⏜. 🌷 ︵ ⠀⠀⠀⠀http://dulcet.xn--6ii⠀⠀⠀⠀¡ ࣪ ꕤ⠀⠀⠀⠀⊱

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𓈒 ◌ 𝆹𝅥⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝆹 🎀 ࣪ ͜ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀http://dreamy.xn--6ii ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ͜ ⌣⃝᭕

　　↷　 🌸 　 ⋎　 　names.

Tommy. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Dainty.

Douglas.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Misty.

Francis.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Rapunzel.

Theodore.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Aurora.

Jules.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Evangeline.

　　↷　 🌸 　 ⋎　 　deco name.

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⊹ ᳝ ࣪ 𓄹 🌸

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⊱ . 👛 ¡

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⠀⠀ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎⠀¡   🎀 ׄ 𓄼⠀⠀.⠀⠀⠀like⠀⠀⠀⠀:⠀⠀ ׄ reblog ⃝   . ⠀ ♡

[kyri45]

Will Wukong have a huge panic™ because he thinks MK will never see him the same ever again?

Someone asked for hand holding so I gotta give you the most fluffiest elements in the most angstier of contexts.

Shadowpeach Bio Parent AU (PREV / FIRST / NEXT )

Personal comments under the cut (mentions of past self harm)

Around 3 years ago I had some anxiety issues, one of the main things that I thought it wasn't self harm for so long was the fact that when something that involved other people went wrong because of a choice of mine (even just minor inconveniences) the pain of guilt was so strong that to turn it down I had to physically sting my skin with my nails. (I play guitar, so I always have a hand with longer nails to play arpeggio). Never it went to the point that it would bleed, but bc of that I thought It was no problem. Thanks to my therapist I know that just because it wasn't the "typical" self harm doesn't mean it wasn't a serious issue.

All of this to say that I might be projecting a little. And honestly I can't even imagine how terrible Wukong might feel everytime the guilt comes back to him...

[hisbodycorpse]

⠀ 𝕭iogrɑfíɑs, 𝜇𝑠𝜎 𝑙𝜄𝑏𝑟𝜀.

⠀⠀ 01. #𝑪u͟e͟r͟p͟o ♱ ⦉ 體找到了出路 ⦊

⠀⠀ ◙ 𝟖𝟹 。       𝐭͟𝐢͟𝐧͟𝐭͟𝐚͟ 𝐨͟ 𝐩͟𝐚͟𝐩͟𝐞͟𝐥͟.

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02. ℘ ⃛͡ †. Goose—bumps 𓉲 ⠀‛ ⋄

#每一个爱抚，直到我们成为陌生人。

03. 深入皮膚下的紋身,⠀⠀   𓍝 ⠀⠀即使身⠀

#.o͟ɹ͟ᴉ͟ɟ͟ɐ͟Z͟ 𖤓⠀⠀ 𓊆 體找到了出路 𓊇 ⅞

04. 𝐀͟𝐧͟𝐠͟𝐞͟𝐥͟'𝐬 𝐅͟𝐚͟𝐥͟𝐥͟.

🚫 ꯳⃘꤫ 𒋲 ꉺ ҉

05. 𓏶 ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝗠𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗼.

𝑑͟𝑒͟𝑠͟𝑒͟𝑟͟𝑡͟𝑜͟𝑟͟. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𖥟

Estas biografías pueden ser modificadas,

intercaladas, tomadas como inspiración.

Si bien se respetan mis créditos, es decir,

no hacerlas pasar como suyas.

[beastwhimsy]

they have 97 mental illnesses and are banned from most hive sectors

(glass, sadie, and vincent from a story I'm working on [: glass is a greenbottle fly, sadie is a common blue damselfly, and vincent is an earwig)

[carnivorousyandeere]

Idk, I just think mocking a submissive yandere for begging you to stop teasing them, or hurting them, or pleasuring them because it’s “too much” would be kind of fun. Where was their understanding for you when you asked them to stop stalking you, to stop scaring your friends away, to stop begging you to be their one and only forever? You’d given them what they wanted, you and all of you, the good and the bad, the sweet and the sadistic, and now they have the audacity to beg for less? But you’re still determined to be the better person, to respect their boundaries more than they’d ever respected yours.

“Shut up and fucking take it, or use your safeword. Unless you’ve already forgotten it, you stupid piece of shit. Need me to remind you what it is? All you have to do it say it. Fucking say it.”

“N-no… don’t— don’t stop… please! I’m sorry…”