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Jules of Nature

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Show & Tell
Sweet Seals For You, Always
YOU ARE THE REASON
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
occasionally subtle
trying on a metaphor

Andulka

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

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todays bird
NASA
Stranger Things
Cosimo Galluzzi

if i look back, i am lost
AnasAbdin
styofa doing anything
Keni

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WHEELS UP, BABES
rossi is BACK babeys !!! find him on my multi @theystories
updated my rules & dossier pages , feel free to give both a read through for good measure !
GOOGLE EARTH , ALWAYS TAKIN PICS .
david rossi / fashion aesthetic
@fourthseal , whom i love for idulging me on my BORTHDAY . . . . . . .
their case has reached a stalemate and so they’re in desperate need of help . specifically , they need the help of the seance - a kid from that shady academy that has left a sour distaste in rossi’s mouth since day one . the children are not a problem , but the old rat of a man is another matter entirely . he regrets not throwing a harder punch back when he had the chance . however , he’s been looking for hours and as much of a welcome break from the stifled atmosphere of the local police office this wild goose - chase has been he cannot afford to be gone for much longer . he’s about to give up when a sloshing , half - empty soda can unceremoniously comes rolling down the sloped pavement . he stops it with his foot and peers against the darkness of the alley , eventually spotting a pair of worn - down shoes sticking out from behind a dumpster . he bends , picking the can up from the ground before approaching , leaning against the dumpster with the can in hand as he greets the slumped young man he finds seated there . ‘ good evening , ‘ he starts , an easy smile yanking at aged features , ‘ loose something ? ‘ with that , he gives the can a shake as he reaches it out in offering , ‘ it still got some of its money’s worth in there . ‘
hi rossi plays fo.rt.nite
hey nvm im deleting
happy birth 2 me
what if . . . . . i brought this old flashy bastard back :3c
💃 ( father nd daughter dance !!!! i'm emo !!!! )
nonverbal RP starters accepting!
morgan and reid had spun her between them, and her blood was like champagne, heart caught somewhere between their blown kisses eye crinkling laughter. penelope and jj had spun her more slowly, less like cotton candy and more wrapped up, time pausing.
it’s not you guys. i love you guys.
and oh, she does. she does love them, and she knows it, circling the edge of the dance floor and watching them for the first time without her.
you’ll be fine, she wants to say, but words shouldn’t break this moment. morgan and penny laughing and dancing, watching the steps their feet take. henry is twirling around on his mothers feet and hotch is whispering something into beth’s ear, and will - will is spinning henry on his shoulders, and this is the world she’s leaving.
there’s a tap on emily’s shoulder. she spins, and the solemn, goodbye look on her face breaks into a soft grin.
“dave.”
there are not many members of the team she doesn’t have to stretch to dance with. she’s folded into his arms instantly, no question needed, her head on his shoulder. ( there’s a brief moment: ridiculous in nature, ludicrous, where she wishes she were a couple inches shorter, wishes she could kick off her heels in the middle of the dance floor and dance with her feet on top of his. )
they’re swaying. back and forth, like ocean waves. she couldn’t have told you what music was playing.
“you’ll visit.”
it’s not a question. it’s a statement. it’s a hostage negotiation and excuses will not be tolerated. despite the fist-sized lump in her throat, emily is smiling. soft and real and in love with everyone on the dance floor.
“and you’ll call.”
there’s a catch in her voice.
“okay?”
Favourite Criminal Minds scenes: ↳ 6x14 Sense Memory
“Do the cabs have GPS?”
[txt] : " I've seen every episode of grey's anatomy like three times . i practically have a PhD . "
text emily. accepting.
[ text; ID: 🍝🍝🍝 ] Is that what you’re really doing on the plane?
[ text; ID: 🍝🍝🍝 ] I knew you were hiding a phone behind those files. And here I thought you were really attentive.
[ text; ID: 🍝🍝🍝 ] Stands for Phucking Horrendous, Dave.