there was a fleeting wisp of glory called c a m e l o t
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there was a fleeting wisp of glory called c a m e l o t
What if i roll the stone away
they are going to crucify me anyway
what if the way you hold me is actually what’s holy
if long suffering propriety
is what they want from me
they don’t know how you’ve haunted me
so stunningly
i choose you and me
…religiously
IF THIS ISNT GAY IDK WHAT ITS
propriety-conformity to conventionally accepted standards of behaviour or morals.
hysterectomy should be an informed consent procedure full stop. it should be illegal to deny someone a hysterectomy based on their age or based on them not having kids or based on their spouse/partner not signing off on it. anyone over 18 should be allowed to make that decision.
well 🧍♀️ as a reminder this blog is NOT a safe space for trump supporters but it IS a safe place for women, queers, trans ppl, people of color, undocumented people, and any marginalized group.
I need a badge that says "Nothing happened, I'm just disabled" to wear when I use my braces or other disability aids. Maybe abled people would stop asking me about it then.
That scene in season 16 where Emily says “I’m giving him what he wants, Mommy” is all fun and games bc Prentiss calling herself mommy is just… so on the nose. But it’s also so much deeper than that.
When she was fairly new to the team, she was almost always the one they would use if someone had to seduce/attract an unsub. Even when she didn’t want to (in ‘52 Pickup’ when the boys all look at her expectantly and she says ‘oh, this is really gonna suck’). She didn’t want to do it but she knew their best chance of catching the guy was if she used herself as bait. She even puts herself in danger in that one bar scene in a different episode. Basically, the team expected her to use her looks and flirt with dangerous men.
Then, flashback to her days as Lauren Reynolds… I don’t even need to get into all of that because we all know how much that cost her mentally and psychologically. And then you have Derek essentially slutshaming her for it, even though the team expects that of her when it’s to their benefit.
Even if you want to take it further, when she was 15 she felt she had to sleep with someone to feel accepted, again using her body as a tool to please others. It’s something she’s been taught to do from a very young age, and was consistently reinforced throughout her career.
So yeah, I get why it felt like the natural next step during that interrogation. Without even thinking about it that hard she just starts unbuttoning her blouse and making herself more attractive to get information out of the suspect. I honestly think Douglas Bailey was the first man to ever tell her not to do it.
The ‘you’re mature for your age’ to sleeping with a bed full of plushies in your mid twenties pipeline is real
Yesterday the 12th of May was Fibromyalgia awareness day. I'm a little late uploading it, but spreading awareness is being done nonetheless. Lots of love for my chronic pain people!! <3
It's A Beautiful Thing
summary: Emily struggles to come to terms with her sexuality and goes to Tara for help after a disastrous hookup
genre: hurt/comfort
cw: internalized homophobia, comp het (compulsory heterosexuality), implied/referenced sexual assault (NOTHING HAPPENS it's just assumed that it did), religious trauma, religious guilt, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of abortion, using sex as a coping mechanism, unhealthy relationships to sex, Jemily mentions, coming out, unrequited love (or at least it's believed to be)
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Emily sits on the corner of the bed and sighs as she pulls her pants back on. Her whole body feels wrong and she wants to leave. She looks over at the door to the ensuite bathroom and listens to the sound of the shower running. She shouldn’t leave while he’s still in the shower. That would be cruel. It’s not like he was bad or did anything she didn’t want, it just didn’t feel right.
She picks her bra off the floor and looks around for the first time as she clasps it behind her back. The whole room is painfully male. She hates it. And she hates that she hates it.
losing game
Summary: Because that's what love is, isn't it? Wanting the best for someone, even if it means letting them go. Even if it means watching from the sidelines, heart in pieces, as they find happiness with someone else. Genre: Angst Pairing: Emily Prentiss x Reader ; Emily Prentiss x Jennifer Jareau Warnings: none (no dialogues?) Word count: 600+
A/N:
Just a short piece I wrote to let the angst out and get me to write something.
All likes, reblogs, and comments are encouraged and welcome! <3
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i wanna extend a lil’ token of support to questioning/closeted people… it is impossibly brave to explore who you are and to become comfortable within that skin. no matter what, you’re supported. one day, the clouds will clear~
When the only place in which you’re openly gay is anonymously on the internet, it can be really easy to forget how much shame you still have about who you are. Usually I feel so proud about who I am, and thinking about girls and future girlfriends makes me giddy. I can see posts about pride and and people dancing with pride flags and feel such a strong and loving connection to that. I forget that I’m ashamed. I tried to say the words “I’m gay” out loud for the first time yesterday, and I couldn’t do it. I wasn’t even saying it to anyone else, I was completely alone. I opened my mouth several times, but nothing would come out. I just physically couldn’t do it, and it made me realize just how not ready I am for people to know.
to closeted girls, to lesbians that are not out, to questioning wlw, this is for you
i love you. you are so strong.
what you’re feeling is scary, and it feels dangerous. you might feel wrong or bad. you’re probably lonely and maybe confused. it’s okay to feel that way. but it isn’t true.
your feelings for girls, the way you look at them and the things you think about them are good and healthy and kind and pure! there is absolutely nothing wrong with you. the way you feel about girls is something to be celebrated!
know that you are not alone. there are so many of us, everywhere, and we always have been, and we always will be here ready to welcome you. you can be safe here. you can be out, in as small or large of a way as you want, here.
you are not alone, you are loved
A reminder. To myself and to others.
i can’t love a girl.
thoughts from 2016//written 12oct2017