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"I told you, you'd get sick." (Drquinn-isin)

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“Well what was I supposed to do? Hotch needed someone to wait outside just in case the witnesses came back. Even if it was snowing, I couldn’t say no.” Spencer managed, though his voice sounded funny due to how stuffed his nose was. His cheeks and nose were flushed, and his throat was dry. He pulled a blanket tight around his shoulders as he looked over at Harley. “You didn’t need to come over just for me, you know. I’ll be fine.”

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Now You See Me...

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Spencer sat at a table all alone in a coffee shop, quietly sipping on his drink and reading a book. He was keeping a low profile, like he always tried- and usually failed- to do. After all, what he could do, who he was, was illegal. Magic was outlawed everywhere except for a select few countries, and it was certainly outlawed in America. So he was minding his own business for as long as he could. Little did he know, he wouldn’t be able to maintain that much longer. 

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Celebrating a birthday.

It was Spencer’s birthday, and he happened to have the day off work. His team had forgotten again, but he didn’t take it personally. They all had busy lives- Hotch and JJ had kids, Garcia had a boyfriend, and Morgan and Emily had thriving social lives. So he was at home alone when he heard the knock. Spencer opened his front door, blinking a few times in surprise at who he saw there.

“Harley? What are you doing here?”

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Deck the Halls (closed rp)

@drquinn-isin Snow was falling in Gotham City and it was actually a beautiful sight. Wade normally never ventured into Gotham, but he has a reason. I'm his red gloved hand, Wade held an invitation to a Christmas party, hosted by one Bruce Wayne. He found the address he was looking for and flashed his invite before heading into the party.

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"Oh my god, I hate your family!" (Drquinn-isin)

@drquinn-isin ;; turkey day ( accepting )

        Steve frowned slightly and looked over at the woman beside him. “Well-- technically speaking, my family is dead. This... they’re not that bad.” The party was a little thrown together, sure-- probably bigger than intended but Stark didn’t know the meaning of limits. “The food is good, though.” He offered a smile and turned his gaze back to where Clint was wiping the floor with Sam at a game of pool.

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drquinn-is-in:

I really like your blog

//Thanks man, means a lot.