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pov ur coworker is also the sun, the moon and the stars

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i… i FINISHED…..

i will finish this robbyxabbot drawing if it kills me GUYS I SWEAR—

*gets pulled off stage and shot with a gun*

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Noah Wyle as Dr. Michael "Robby" Robinavitch behind-the-scenes of THE PITT S2 (x)

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did you delete some of your posts on ao3?

YAASSSSSS 🎀

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i’ll drink two redbulls and smoke a cigarette in one minute and wonder why i feel like im going to explode

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mwah!

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i could be ur father fiGURE PUT YOUR—

(sounds of a firing squad)

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i will finish this robbyxabbot drawing if it kills me GUYS I SWEAR—

*gets pulled off stage and shot with a gun*

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get high on me (for you're forsaken)

(no excuse no justification just freaky vampire heat induced activities. bone apple tits)

Armand is acting weird.

Well, weirder than usual, at any rate. He had materialized in the shitty New York apartment Daniel had been renting as was usual for him, but there was something off in his posture, something akin to fear in his eyes. He'd greeted Daniel without his customary smugness, all tight-lipped and avoidant eyes, and had curled up on the patched-up couch with a book Daniel had left on the coffee table.

It's been an hour, give or take; Daniel has showered and dressed, expecting to be dragged out for the night to accompany Armand to a movie, or a club, or whatever has taken his attention that night - but even as he'd gotten out of the bathroom, toweling off his damp hair, Armand's eyes hadn't left the page in front of him. The only sign he'd noticed Daniel's presence is the way his shoulders had minutely drawn up around his ears, his frame getting smaller - screaming in everything but words: do not acknowledge me.

Daniel grabs a bottle of beer from the small, decrepit fridge and leans back against the kitchen counter with a sigh. He pops the cap off and takes a swig, casting a long glance in Armand's direction; the vampire's face is stuck in a frown, ember-red eyes seemingly trying to burn a hole in the book. He does not turn the pages. He's not even reading.

[more on AO3]

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visited “home” in Texas for the first time in half a year. ranting rant rant. blah.

there’s something about being a trans person on HRT and not seeing ur family for a long time. you change, body and mind and voice. etc. and when someone isn’t around you for a long time, they don’t see the gradual change so it can be a bit jarring. i get it.

i’ve been trying to figure out why i felt this wave of sadness during my reuniting with my mom. because it really was a civil interaction, sweet at times even.

but after thinking about it, it really was the initial look of disgust in my mother’s eyes when she saw me. Jesus. it was like her whole face just dropped. like i was some ugly thing that used to be her pretty daughter. one would think, you see your kid for the first time in ages and your face lights up. but the whole time she was like. Analyzing my features with a deep frown. Yup. anyway

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something about airports brings out the very worst of people

like hello if there are fifteen open spaces at the gate why tf are you sitting right next to me half yelling at ur boyfriend

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armand and danlou sketches

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me standing next to my cis guy friends

did u guys see the picture of the brazilian cardinals. theres a tiny diva in it

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the fact that a Job. a corporate job. has the ability to make me this level of nuts is well….. nuts.

having an armand level crash out. about to start psychologically torturing a shitty little kid from modesto just for funzies

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having an armand level crash out. about to start psychologically torturing a shitty little kid from modesto just for funzies

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looked him up. he’s got a receding hairline at 24. scheming cancelled.

it’s 3am and i’m thinking about my archenemy.

it was a guy i was played the love interest of in a film and who was by far the most obnoxious nepo baby ever conceived. i will not name drop but he’s the son of a really famous voice actor. which like, cool, your dad was the voice of some of my fav characters. but why are you bullying me for being poor? and gossiping about me on set so bad you made my mom cry? not me. my mom.

no one cares that your daddy got you a role on young sheldon. as an extra, on young sheldon. there are exactly two people who watched young sheldon. and zero of them saw the two seconds you were a football player in the background.

christ it’s been 6 years and the very thought of him sends me into evil scheming.