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I drew the cast of The Pitt from memory and I feel like I need the world to see my Whitaker:

I drew way more of the cast but this one is my favorite

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Since being diagnosed with cancer my husband has become very willing to step into arguments at his workplace and elsewhere because “nobody wants to be seen yelling at the guy with brain cancer” and so far his success rate is shockingly high.

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and the end result…

this man wore sneakers to the science Oscars.

@lechatonetlacoccinelle :)

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*if you know/have confirmed from multiple sources, pick the first one you experienced

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posting in the groupchat when you’re the only one who’s PST and it’s after everyone else’s bedtime

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i could never be an actor in a tv show -- not because i'm afraid of kissing people or because i'm insecure or anything like that -- but because i simply would not have any filter during interviews. like no agent could control me. some interviewer would ask me my opinions on my character's arc or development and i go into a 2-hour autism-fueled rant about my character's backstory and their motives and their external development et cetera. perhaps a particularly brave interviewer asks me about a popular ship that i support and instead of being cryptic and mystic about it like i'm supposed to i'd be like "yeah i think they deserve to fuck nasty too but idk i'll check with the writers on that & keep you posted". an annoying interviewer pisses me off and i start being all passive aggressive with them until i've reduced them to tears. i retweet edits and fancams of my character. for shits and giggles i post my ao3 handle on my primary social media and then delete the post two hours later. by this point my agent has probably either quit or killed themselves

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Reblog to give a trans person a fresh and perfectly ripe mango wait huh

It's the wikipedia image??? How big could it be

What

Huh???

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Tumblr is the reason why I have something I call the cashier test which is, if i told this to a random cashier at the grocery store, would they think you're crazy at best or at worst would they be warranted in leaping over the counter and beating the shit out of you. Karl Marx mpreg is crazy, but not beating the shit out of you crazy. The cashier will probably talk about you to their coworkers and it might even make their day. Telling someone they're complicit in their own oppression by working a minimum wage job at a grocery store makes them warranted in leaping over the counter to beat the shit out of you.

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something i love about cassie is that she has these little mean girl tendencies. i don’t think she notices it, but it tickles me. like when javadi giggles at mateo’s joke, she says “he’s funny- the nurse” and cassie replies “mateo, you can say his name.” (i think i got those quotes right) like i can’t exactly describe why this is sort of a former mean girl dig, but it kinda is! and the reason she has an ankle monitor is because she beat up her ex’s girlfriend. like she’s obviously very empathetic and i’m not saying that cassie is a bitch, but i think the fact that is so nice but still has these tendencies is really amusing

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melhan core

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if not best friends, why same size 🤨🧐

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All 4 choreman fans pls come to the front

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i’m a weird little guy married to a very normal guy. so sometimes when i partake in weird little guy behavior and mr. normal guy doesn’t say anything i’ll turn to him and say, “are you not endeared by me?” and every single time without fail he responds, “i’m very endeared by you, sweetheart.”

until today.

i was in the kitchen with the lights off frog-squatted in front of the open fridge door eating a cold rotisserie chicken straight from the bag with my bare hands. you know. like god intended.

so when he walks into the kitchen and spots me his step falters. and i look up at him grinning with rotisserie chicken particles on my face and say, “what? are you not endeared by me?”

he looks at me for a moment longer before saying, “no.” and walking out, forgetting about whatever it was he came in there for.

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I took my little brother (autistic, mostly non verbal) out and he was using his voice keyboard to tell me something, and this little boy (maybe 4 or 5?) heard him and asked me "Is he a robot??" I tried to explain to him that no, he isn't a robot, he just communicates differently, but my darling brother was in the background max volume "I am robot I am robot I am robot I am robot"

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