#Good GOD

[yournewfriendshouse]

did not the lord say ‘only christians may use my name in vain’

just so you know 'jfc' (which you use in a lot of the tags on your posts) is an abbreviation for jesus fucking christ and you probably shouldnt use it if ur not a christian

I can't believe I read this with my own two eyes

[mad-serotonin]

Take It Easy☀️

[fio-of-the-fae-realm]

Edit to include this reblog from @lizluvscupcakes, because they do a beautiful job of clarifying the intent behind this post. I’m so sorry if I came across as insensitive or ignorant about the ramifications of the Trump win— I promise, I know what Trump winning means. I know. But if we lose hope and act under the assumption that there’s no reason to go on, we’ve lost.

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lizluvscupcakes:

“I see a bunch of people in the notes saying something to the effect of “it is NOT okay it will NEVER be okay again stop acting like it is because you don’t have real problems”, and listen. I am gently taking your hand in mine. This is very very important.

We do not mean that it is literally going to be okay.

We are going to lose a lot. Rights, freedoms, property, loved ones, just like we did the first time. And we are going to feel those effects long after he’s gone. We’re going to have people who we lose who we can’t get back after all is said and done. We’re going to have done some things we couldn’t have imagined ourselves doing just to survive that we can’t un-do.

And it’s going to hurt. I’m not going to lie. It’s going to REALLY fucking hurt.

But.

If we play our cards right. If we cause the right problems at the right time for the right people. Then maybe, just maybe, there’ll be something here for someone to rebuild. Maybe not you, maybe not even me, we both might well die. But we might leave behind people who lived and something for them to live for.

That is what “it’s going to be okay” means in this context.

It might not be okay for me, or even you. But someday, it will be okay, even if we don’t get to see it.”

[willgrahamscock]

We really can’t blame Hannibal for his crimes because this is how Will’s chair looked like when he left therapy, free my man he did all that but I get it 😫🍑

[bliss-in-the-void]

Satoru’s eyes literally any other time in the anime:

bright, shiny, controlled

Satoru’s eyes the moment Suguru was leaving:

dark, dull, panicked

[kensatou]

this is porn. to me.

bonus: okay you guys get it

[rnmidnm]

Currently rewatching Merlin.

Arthur is so goddamn funny. Like every time Merlin is out of castle with him he is like "my god ,Merlin, you are so useless blah blah blah" but if you really THINK about it, there is no reason for Arthur to take Merlin everywhere with him. ABSOLUTELY NO FUCKING REASON. Merlin is terrible with a sword, and im pretty sure Arthur can attend to himself in the wild (he is a hunter after all) so he probably doesn't need the servant with him this much. In 2x04 when Arthur went to rescue Gwen he took only Merlin with him. Not Leon, not Morgana (who is very good with a sword) but Merlin. It is just so fascinating to me, how strongly he craves Merlin's company

[bubbarnes]

“... I remember your advice loud and clear, "just be pretty". still trying.”

[axiliern]

the fruits- paris paloma

[canisalbus]

This Italian greyhound(I'm pretty sure) I found on Pinterest is so machete coded. This creature is just 95% anxiety. How can one possibly possess such wet scared eyes. It looks like kid Machete was gifted a sweater by a grandma oh lord

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[yeonzzzn]

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck

[kiss-inthekitchen]

bonus! i said i wasn't posting anything new til this weekend but i just got up to s5 e2 and spencer reid with that lollipop has made me insane, here's a drabble i just wrote in like 30 mins. barely edited, hot off the presses, hope u like

sucker

~500 words

Who the hell let this man have a lollipop in the workplace?

You could kill Garcia. 

You’re trying to act normal– trying so hard– but he looks so good. His hair is longer than it's ever been, so beautifully curly at the ends and you just know it’s soft. You need to test the theory but you can’t and it kills you on even a regular day. 

But today is a thousand times worse. There’s something about Spencer since he got shot, he just seems to give less of a shit. It definitely shouldn’t be as attractive as it is. 

It doesn’t help that you’d come in to tell him that you all had to be on the jet in thirty, and then he and Garcia had started asking questions, so Spencer’s been looking up at you from his chair for the past few minutes and something about it is getting to you. 

So yeah, you’re trying not to get so immediately caught for staring at Spencer as he wraps his lips around the lollipop again, but you’re also not about to miss a single second of it. You’re not about to do yourself that disservice. 

You clear your throat as the news broadcast about your unsub ends. “Right. So we’re going to Louisville.” 

Spencer moves to get up, finally. Popping the candy in his mouth, he waves one– large, long-fingered– hand at Garcia and reaches for his crutches. 

What is wrong with you?? You need to get it together before you’re stuck on the jet with pretty boy and all of the most astute people-readers in the Western hemisphere. 

God, you hate your life. If the universe was kind and loving it wouldn’t have had you meet Spencer in the behavioral analysis unit. If the universe was kind and loving, Spencer would be yours already. 

This was some kind of cosmic joke. 

“You good?” he asks. He took the lollipop out of his mouth to speak to you, his eyebrows raised in the most annoyingly attractive way. 

“Yeah?” you scoff, as if he’s the one being weird. 

“Okay. Cause you told me we have to leave and now somehow you can’t keep up with the guy on crutches,” he muses from the doorway, while you haven’t moved an inch. 

This man. If he wasn’t injured you would hurt him. You might just do it anyway. 

You shoot him a sarcastic smile. “I was being polite.” 

“How chivalrous of you,” he says, putting the candy back in his mouth and crutching his way down the hall without a second glance. 

You look at Garcia, and it’s a mistake. You can read her like a book. “Don’t,” you warn, pointing at her, and she presses her lips together but is clearly smiling behind them. “And I am so mad at you for that,” you add, gesturing after him. 

“Wh– he just took one, it’s not like I–” 

“Save it!” you call, already halfway out the room. You hear her laugh behind you, and shake your head. You love that girl, but she was not doing you any favors. 

Fuck it. 

You breeze past Spencer in the hallway. “Keep up, pretty boy.” 

You hear his indignant, playful scoff behind you, and you can’t help the smirk that creeps onto your face.

[xdaddysprincessxx]

I need this man in a way that is very concerning to feminism

[vesperione]

“Like a nighthawk, he preys” hits a lot harder when the only nighthawk in the show, being Zeke The Fightin Nighthawk, prays for his life right before max kills him.

[liliavalley]

malevolent episode 43 ending, visualized

[sapphosclosefriend]

I can't keep this to myself anymore this specific picture is so aaaahhh ugh-Idk-I-dear looooooord I can't even describe what I'm feeling like GIRL WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME LATELY