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EMILY PRENTISS in 5x20 ‘A THOUSAND WORDS’ Criminal Minds (2005)

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Emily Prentiss in the field, I repeat: grey ponytail FBI vest goddess of a woman in the field!!!

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CRIMINAL MINDS: EVOLUTION 18.02 "The Zookeeper"

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Emily Prentiss/Paget Brewster pleasing the milf lovers. CRIMINAL MINDS: S16E05, Oedipus Wrecks

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Emily in Into The Woods

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vampire!Emily Prentiss

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🗂️ PINNED FILE 001: overview.

Welcome to the main case file.

This blog is mostly reblogs—expect a lot of emotional damage, sapphic yearning, and criminal minds. Think of this space as my public archive: it’s messy, it’s soft, it sometimes cries about middle-aged women.

to me:

- mid 20s, she/her

- hobbies: writing, photography

🖇️ What You’ll Find Here:

🖤 Criminal Minds obsession

💜 Queer love & lesbian moods

📸 Photography, writing

🔮 A little witchy, a little fairy dust

🔍 My Other Files:

📂 Fanfic Blog:

@prentissmultiverse Home to my Criminal Minds fanfics—angst, smut, hurt/comfort, and plenty of Emily Prentiss emotional breakdowns. Updates semi-consistently, like a profiler on caffeine and trauma.

🕯️ Read the files. Respect the boundaries.

📂 Unknown File No. 101

secret files that are stored in my basement

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mother.

EVE BEST as  FARAH DOWLING  in “Fate: The Winx Saga”

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Chess is a game of strategy, and while all pieces have an assigned value at the start, during play, strength is constantly shifting and changing, depending on the moves. But the overall outcome remains the same. The King is the central piece, the Queen is his strength and protector, and the other pieces act on their behalf, to guard and capture.  insp.

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Valorant Agents react to reader giving them something for Christmas

Part 1: featuring Viper, Sage, Reyna and Killjoy

a/n: fluff; tried to stay true to their personalities

Viper: The Valorant Protocol headquarters buzzed with the festive cheer of the holiday season. Agents gathered in the decorated living room, exchanging gifts, laughter, and stories. Yet, amidst the celebration, one notable absence was felt—Viper. As you scanned the room, you noticed your solitary gift wrapped under the Christmas tree, adorned with a tag bearing Viper's name. You weren't surprised that she hadn't joined the festivities; that was simply who she was. Still, a pang of concern tugged at you. You decided to investigate, grabbing the present and making your way down to Viper's cold laboratory.

Entering the lab, you found her hunched over a table, engrossed in her work. "Why aren't you up there, celebrating with us?" you asked, your voice careful not to disrupt her focus. "I don't have time for that. I am working on something important," she replied coolly, not bothering to look up. Respecting her dedication to her craft, you wordlessly placed the gift near the door, a silent acknowledgment of your understanding. You left without a word, the door closing behind you.

Late into the night, as Viper meticulously finished her work, she noticed the wrapped present on the wooden surface. With a sigh, she decided to open it. To her surprise, the gift was a beautifully bound book about toxins and potions. As she flipped through the pages, it became evident that you had not only heard but truly listened when she spoke about her work. A wave of guilt washed over Viper. She knew she had chosen her lab over the celebration, and it left an emptiness she hadn't anticipated. Compelled by a newfound sense of connection, she decided to check if you were still awake. Approaching the living room, she glimpsed everyone having fun but hesitated at the entrance.

You caught sight of her from the corner of your eye, and for a moment, your eyes met. Without a word, she turned to leave. However, a small smile played on her lips, and as she walked away, a subtle warmth spread through her, knowing that even in her solitary world, someone cared enough to understand her.

Sage:  The air at the Christmas market was filled with the enchanting melodies of holiday tunes, the tantalizing scent of roasted chestnuts, and the warm glow of festive lights. Sage and you strolled through the market, taking in the cheerful atmosphere, stopping at various stalls to explore the unique crafts and treats.

Amidst the lively crowd, you couldn't help but notice a beautifully adorned booth showcasing an array of rare and aromatic herbs. It seemed like the perfect place to find a special gift for Sage. The vendor, an artisan with a passion for botanical wonders, explained the healing properties of each herb, and your mind immediately connected the dots. As you selected a collection of rare herbs known for their soothing and healing properties, a sense of excitement welled up within you. The vibrant colors and fragrant aromas seemed to complement the festive ambiance of the market.

Spotting Sage a few steps away, engrossed in examining a display of handmade ornaments, you approached her with a smile. "I found something I thought you'd love," you said, presenting the carefully wrapped package. Sage's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she took the gift. "Oh, what's this?" she wondered aloud, unwrapping it with gentle anticipation. As the herbs were revealed, Sage's face lit up with delight. "This is amazing! How did you know I would love this?" she exclaimed, cradling the herbs in her hands. "Well, I thought it would be a perfect way to bring a bit of healing and nature into the holiday season," you replied with a grin.

Sage's warm laughter resonated through the market, and she pulled you into a grateful hug. The two of you continued to explore the market, the gift serving as a tangible reminder of the thoughtful connection you shared amid the festive magic of the Christmas market. Later that evening, as you rejoined the celebration with the other agents, Sage proudly displayed her newfound treasures, grateful for the thoughtful and heartwarming gesture.

Reyna: The Valorant Protocol training facility echoed with the metallic clangs of weapons and the energetic chatter of agents preparing for their next mission. In the midst of this controlled chaos, you made your way to the training area, a small, carefully wrapped box in hand. You were about to give Reyna a gift that you hoped would speak to the fierce and proud nature that defined her.

As you approached her, Reyna was in the process of inspecting her weaponry, her eyes gleaming with confidence. "Ready for our training session, cariño?" she called out, her voice bold and assertive. "Absolutely," you replied with a confident smile, holding out the gift. "But first, I have something for you." Reyna arched an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity breaking through her composed demeanor. "A gift, huh? You sure know how to keep things interesting." With a smirk, she accepted the box, her agile fingers making quick work of the wrapping. The vibrant purple necklace inside caught her attention, and for a moment, her typically fierce expression softened. "Well, well. What's this?" Reyna mused, her eyes locked onto the bold piece of jewelry. "Trying to make me look even more intimidating, mi amor?" You chuckled, enjoying the banter. "More like giving you something as fierce and unique as you are."

Reyna examined the necklace, the intensity in her gaze giving way to a quiet acknowledgment. "Gracias!" As she fastened the necklace around her neck, the vivid purple complemented the strength in her presence. The two of you headed into the training session, the necklace becoming an emblem of Reyna's unyielding spirit. Throughout the drills and simulations, Reyna wore the necklace with a sense of pride, a subtle reminder that even the most savage warriors could appreciate a touch of elegance. As the training session concluded and the agents regrouped, Reyna shot you a knowing look, a wordless expression of gratitude that transcended her fierce exterior. The necklace had become more than a gift; it was a symbol of the unique connection between you and the relentless agent known for her savage prowess on the battlefield.

Killjoy: The younger agents of the Valorant protocol came up with the idea of Secret Santa for Christmas. As luck would have it, Killjoy's name was written on your note. And you knew right away what you were going to give her as her Secret Santa! For months, she had been constantly talking about a high-tech component that she needed for one of her new inventions. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack, but sooner or later you found what you were looking for. When the day of anonymous gifting came, you placed the gift right outside her room door early in the morning.

Just as you were having breakfast, Killjoy came into the kitchen with the finely wrapped gift in her hand. Without knowing what was in the package, she was already smiling all over her face. She sat down with you, Jett, and Neon at the table and unwrapped the gift.

As KJ teared open the wrapping paper to find a sleek, high-tech gadget her eyes light up with surprise. "No way! How did they know I wanted this?" she exclaimed, immediately running to her lab.

As you walked past her lab, you could see that Klara was already working on her invention. You leaned against the door frame and asked if she would like to decorate the Christmas tree with you. She jumped right up, ran up to you and took you in her arms. "Thank you," she whispered in your ear, squeezing you even tighter. “For what?”, you asked smiling. “For being the best Secret Santa!”

“No idea, what you are talking about”, you say. Klara just looked at you with genuine appreciation for your attentiveness to her interests.

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Hi again. Could you write a Saul × Farah and it is Farah who help Saul to escape from prison please ?

1) Give me a pairing.

2) Give me an AU setting.

3) I will write you a three-sentence fic

The cold stone floor of the local jail in Solaria ate through Saul's body like an unstoppable disease, leaving him weak and hopeless. Saul Silva, the once brave specialist, wanted to curl up and forget the world around him because he had lost everything - his job, his life and his love, even if the last two were the same for him. "Farah..." he whispered over his chapped lips trying to catch a spark of warmth just by thinking about her and miraculously his body filled like a warm bathtub with hope and love "I'm here, my love. Let's get you out of here!"

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trying out some new stuff

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ftws adults + colors & meaning

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How strange is it, that after all, we are strangers again?

Headcanon: Farah & Luna were best friends. But after Luna got crowned and Farah became Rosalind's protégé, their ways parted and their friendship shattered into pieces

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"Are you afraid of the dark? No, I am not. I am afraid of what's hidden behind."