#bio code

[clavis-est-ad-solem]

Fiana&Velia‘s daughters ::::333

And oh I made a mistake in the dates, because I’m used to writing differently

Anfiya - 10th of April 4520y (4-5 y.o)

Kayla - 1st of October 4523y (1-2 y.o)

[nik-rising]

Lightning Rep Bio code for Flight Rising. Find here. Live preview.

[161957]

switching up my bios so i'd thought i'd share my old code w/ you all ^^. it's super simple and easy to use as a base for future code.

just a warning tumblr adds extra spaces but just delete them after u paste you'll be fine

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[mingihttps]

21 questions

bang chan x fem!reader

you want chan by your side when having a panic attack but he won't answer your calls. thankfully han is there to distract you until chan finally comes home.

wc: >800

warnings: established relationship, angsts, hurt/comfort, panic attacks, crying, hyperventilating, self harm (hair pulling), pet names (baby, babygirl, my love, sweetheart), a couple cuss words

"the number you have dialed is-" i hit the red button on my phone screen with shaking hands. i've lost count of how many times i've tried to call chan in the past hour. my sobs and uneven breaths echo off the walls of my bedroom and reach my ears twice as loud. my boyfriend not answering my calls when i need him just makes the tears run down my face faster. my thoughts are running a thousand miles a second. going from feeling so alone to feeling like my own boyfriend hates me. it's getting harder and harder to breathe by the second as it feels like the room is getting smaller. then, suddenly, the sound of the dorm room closing and heavy footsteps are ringing in my ears. based on the loud rhythm of the footsteps, i can tell that they don't belong to chan. i tuck my head between my knees and tightly thread my fingers in my hair as a way to ground myself and, hopefully, keep myself quiet. i don't want whoever it is that entered the dorm to know that I'm having a panic attack for who knows what fucking reason at this point. i can hear the footsteps getting louder as they get closer and closer to my lover's room that i've been hiding in ever since they left for practice this morning. i tug on my hair harder as my tears or faster as the footsteps stop on the other side of the door. there is a gentle knock that sounds three times louder than what it probably was. i put a hand over my mouth to make sure no sobs came out, which is fruitless since whoever is at the door already knows I'm in here.

"y/n... can i come in?" i hold back A choked sob, which only makes my breathing more shallow. why had han come home? were the others on the way? god, I hope so. "y/n? i know you probably want channie-hyung but he won't be home for another hour... so can i please come in?" now that i know han heard me crying there's no point in trying to keep quiet. i uncover my mouth and let all of my shaky breaths be heard by han through the door. han quickly moves to open the bedroom door and make his way to me. "shit." i hear him mutter under his breath once he sees the state that i'm in, hyperventilating and shaking as i hold myself for comfort.

"what happened?" he whispers affectionately as he sits beside me on the bed and takes my other hand out of my hair gently.

"i don't know anymore." i said, truthfully and quietly, but han still heard me.

"that's okay sweetheart, you don't have to know," he whispers once again while smoothing down my hair, "wanna play a game?"

i look at han with teary eyes questioningly. "what game?" i sniffled.

"how about 21 questions?" han smiled down at me with practically pleading eyes.

i wipe my eyes and nod my head. i know he's just trying to distract me from my anxiety, but who am i to say no.

"okay, i'll start, what's your favorite color?"

"han, you already know that"

"just answer!" i teasingly shake my head before answering the question and asking my own. i don't know when, but han must have texted chan and told him that i was crying because a few minutes into the game, i hear the front door slam shut and someone calling my name. the bedroom door opens quickly, revealing my boyfriend.

"i'm so sorry, babygirl, are you okay?" chan says as he wraps his arms around my shoulders and kisses the top of my head.

"it's okay channie, i know you're busy," i reassure him as i wrap my arms around his torso, "hannie helped me calm down"

"i know, he texted me, i'm sorry i wasnt here sooner, baby" chan apologizes again.

"i'm going to end this game of 21 questions here, then" han says as he gets off the bed with a stretch and leaves to go to his own room.

"you hungry at all, baby?" chan asks and i shake my head.

"i am tired, though" i whisper as i lay down in the bed.

"then let's take a nap, my love" my boyfriend whispered back as he lays down beside me.

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reposted from my old account

[doctorsiren]

he’s mad she ratted him out

[yu2ki]

🐚🍎🐛

[mishanks]

# 春の花 ao ride 🌳 ᕙ⁠(⁠⇀⁠‸⁠↼⁠‶⁠)⁠ᕗ

[eunwonji]

[tempered-grace]

So. Saw the thing about rosylipsy being an anagram for pyrolysis. pyrolysis separates organic materials into gases, pure carbon/ashes, and bio-oil, and happens when hydrocarbons are heated in the absence of oxygen. In commercial applications, they are usually heated to around 500° C.

According to Britannica, it’s often used to separate plastic and rubber waste into useful components, as well as to purify substances by removing organic compounds (hydrocarbons).

Symbolically, we could see this as a trial by fire type thing, a purification, a burning away of all that must be left behind in order to move on and become something more. To emerge, after all, one must shed the cocoon.

[unusedcactus]

fuck it pronouns in BIOS

[zephyrine-gale]

birthday shop update! I'm also doing a giveaway on twitter :> shop link: x twitter: x

[webwoodz]

[nik-rising]

Wind Rep bio code for Flight Rising. Find here. Live preview.

[applepups]

tonight im your doll ⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖

feeling quite peaceful these past couple of nights, although i've been thinking about my future relationships oh well the only thing a girl can do is ponder all night long.

[bambidolli222]

b a b y d o l l ʚɞྀི

[tramadita]

doyoung nct mb pls

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