[nogenderblender9358]

My art materialist <3

this is going to be where I put the links to all the art I post. All art will be tagged as devs art

Paintings

Whale shark

Inside Out

Smoking skeleton

Hand

Valentines ghostface

Clicker

Bubbles

Ballerina

The wanderer

Eye in the sky

Tiger

Drawings

Frog wizard

Sharks

Van palmer

Pirate Taissa

Sun and moon

Victoria Neuman

Fruits

Happy trail rumi

Mira

Zoey

Rabbit

INKTOBER ( petaltober)

COUNTRY STAMPS

Sheeplbet

surprise sculpture !!!

Rio Vidal

[ritahayworrth]

happy fourth of july to the philippines ONLY

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link to article

[dailypittwomen]

THE PITT S02E01: 7 A.M.

[sanssssastark]

I keep thinking about the contrast between end of Season 1 Parker Ellis, who I assume is a R4 (and then a fellow in S2), who makes a mistake that nearly kills a patient under pretty chill conditions and end of Season 2 Samira Mohan, who phrased a question slightly wrong to an intern and therefore that patient dies.

And Ellis's attending physician talks her through it and helps fix the mistake and doesn't seem to blame her in any way beyond it being a learning experience.

And Mohan's attending physician tells her that she doesn't belong in emergency medicine.

And that's all you need to know about how Robby's been operating throughout the entirety of the series. Abbot lifts up his talent. Robby buries it.

Anyway, Samira Mohan, you're a great fucking doctor and I hope the plot at least acknowledges that in season 3 even if you're not there.

[samirasystole]

happy july 4th aka canonical pitt season two day; give it up for everyone on that shift who had a terrible time

[emizzso]

a drag path

[feralnataroni]

Lesbians.

You agree.

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today is not my birthday

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reblog if your birthday is not today

[nogenderblender9358]

Thank you to @simpfolder for tagging me

Top five movies everything everywhere all at once, saving face, K-pop, Demon, hunters, into the spider verse, nope.

Characters that describe me : van Palmer , Trinity santos, Laura Hollis

Favourite song at the moment: Dracula by Tame Impala.

All time favourite album a matter of time by Laufey

Favourite fruit strawberry

Favourite time of day . morning. I’m a morning person.

Tags; @schrodingerspsycho I finally get to tag you 😘😘

[doveypearls]

DOCTOR, DOCTOR! // dr. samira mohan

summary: samira didn't know that her marriage was news. word count: 1.1k tags: gn!reader (referred to as "spouse"); reader and samira are married; fluff and silly stuff only. a/n: minor translation note bcus i used a pet name in tamil! chellam [செல்லம்] = darling/honey. this one's short 'n sweet for my fav hot doctor <3

As per usual, it wouldn’t be a day at the Pitt if there wasn’t a constant, unwavering stream of patients and booked beds in the emergency room. There has already been a death today, and the time is barely past eight in the morning. Samira is still dealing with the lingering pain of a headache — no doubt induced by the fact of missing her morning coffee cup in favor of treating an epileptic patient — when a voice chirps beside her. 

“I didn’t know you were married!” It’s Javadi, of course, with her half-zipped purple hoodie and a blinding grin.

Samira glances up whilst typing, trying to finish up her charts before she lags behind. The day is still early and there seems to be a brief lull in activity, so it’s not too much of a hassle — yet. The midday rush can topple that in a second.

Samira gives Victoria a noncommittal shrug, a delicate crescent of a smile rising to her mouth. “I don’t exactly hide it.”

“But you also never told anyone!” Victoria guffaws, her voice comically rising in pitch.

Dana strolls by at that very moment, a clipboard on her hip. “Told anyone what?”

Victoria swivels around to face the nosy charge nurse, grinning like a conniving child. 

“Dr. Mohan is married. Did you know that?”

Dana hums, brows lifting in subdued curiosity. She leans over Samira’s shoulder. “Huh. No ring, huh? What’s up with that? Can’t stand the guy or somethin’?”

Samira huffs out a laugh, submitting her charts and crossing her arms. “I love my spouse very much, thank you. We just didn’t do rings. I’m afraid of losing it on the job.” The doctor narrows her eyes in amusement, glancing back at Victoria. “What gave me away, anyway?”

Victoria seems to remember herself, shyly fiddling with one of the strings on her hoodie. She talks fast, over-explaining as she tends to do when her nerves kick in. 

“Oh! Well, they were just admitted and I saw the same last name on the board so I was gonna ask you about it but you were busy with another patient and I didn’t want to keep them waiting so I treated them—”

Samira doesn’t let her finish. The moment she realizes you’re somewhere in the emergency room, she brushes past Victoria, searching the ER until her eyes finally land on you: comfortably propped up in a bed, scrolling through your phone. There’s an ice pack around your noticeably swollen ankle; your socks and shoes are neatly tucked beside the bed next to your bag.

Samira’s questions come all at once, startling you enough that you nearly drop your phone on your stomach. 

“What happened? Are you okay? Why didn’t you call me?”

You blink twice, setting your phone in your lap. “Good to see you, too,” you reply, nearly laughing at the sight of her distress. Her concern is far greater than it needs to be. “I came to bring your lunch. You forgot it. Again. It’s in my bag.” 

Samira huffs, crossing her arms and approaching your bedside with a stern expression. “I don’t care about my lunch. I do care to know what you’re doing at my hospital.”

You actually do laugh this time. “I’m at your hospital because I tripped on the way out of the apartment. I just wanted to make sure I didn’t break anything. Figured I’d get it checked out since I was making the stop, anyway. And I know you don’t check your phone during work, so don’t even start.” With a head tilt, you put on your most sorrowful expression. “Why? Aren’t you happy to see me?”

Samira pouts, trying to glare at you, but it’s weak. Your wife sits at the edge of the bed, putting her hand over yours.

“Not under these conditions, no. I never want to see you in here, chellam.”

“Ouch,” you frown, feigning hurt. “I’m already in pain. No need to make it worse.”

Samira manages a small smile, finally easing up to kiss your forehead.

“Dramatic. Did they already give you an X-ray?” 

You shake your head, turning your hand over to intertwine your fingers with hers. “Not yet. Dr. Javadi said she’s putting in the order now.” 

Your wife purses her lips, the vaguest hint of annoyance overcoming her at the memory of her brief talk with Victoria. She delayed putting in the order to ask about Samira’s marriage? She left you in pain for some gossip? The thought will only vex her the longer she thinks about it.

“Good. We’ll get you out as soon as we can,” she sighs. “Be warned: it’s gonna get crazy in here soon. There’s no telling how long it’ll take.”

“Sounds perfect,” you muse, gazing at her fondly. “I finally get to watch you work.”

Samira’s cheeks burn when your free hand reaches over to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. She’s already a little frazzled from running around the emergency room; your touch makes her whole body shiver. 

You notice and chuckle, leaning in to brush your lips against hers. Samira tries to pull away, a bashful smile hidden as she turns her head. 

“I’m working,” she reminds you, sounding adorably whiny.

“It’s a kiss. You act like I’m trying to pin you down in public,” you mutter, guiding her chin until she’s looking you in the eyes again. You close the distance, and this time, she doesn’t stray from the path. Samira kisses you, slow enough to give the illusion that she has all the time in the world.

But you know she’s busy and frustratingly hardworking, so you’re the one to break apart this time. You lightly pinch her cheek — she always gives you the sweetest smile when you do so — and you set her free.

“Don’t forget your lunch again or I might actually die on the stupid stairs next time,” you playfully warn her.

Samira groans, rolling her eyes as she reaches down to retrieve the Tupperware container from your bag on the floor. 

“Don’t even start. I’m already going to feel guilty later when I have the time to process this little visit of yours.”

“Don’t you start. I’m just kidding,” you frown, taking her hand and kissing the knuckles. “It’s all my fault for being such a good partner that didn’t want their wife to starve.”

Your wife rolls her eyes and regretfully leaves you with a short “goodbye” and a look of longing.

When Samira is far enough away, Victoria finds her again, beaming like she won the lottery. “You guys are so cute.”

Samira has to agree.

fancy some more?

> YES. > NO.

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Reblog with a place that you’d rather be right now, in the tags

[nogenderblender9358]

Having a mom that’s a hairdresser feels like I’m a hair dye nepotism baby.

Everyone’s like oh wow! What dye do you use in your hair

And every time I have to let them down and be like oh my mom’s a hairdresser she uses her stuff … hair dye form suppliers that only hairdressers can buy 😅😅😅 I’m so sorry

And they’re always like oh… that’s why it’s so bright

Like I’m sorry I’m not one of y’all I’m an imposter I didn’t have to work hard for this hair it was just handed to me lol 😂😂😂

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Reblog and put in the tags a canon queer ship you think is underrated by fans.

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I was having a good night and then I learned that the ren faire in my city it’s like not gonna happen because of some changes on the committee and now’s it being run by someone other organization that’s not even from my city . And I’m just so upset we have 1 … 1 ren faire last year and I didn’t go and I’ve made a whole costume and now I won’t be able to go . And I was going to write but I just can’t do anything I’m so upset . I told my mom and she goes oh that’s sad . Like yes it is I just can’t stop crying and I was going to write but now I can’t.

[blueeyesshyskies]

Will I be shot and killed if I say a lot of Whitsantos lovers portray santos & Whitaker as a romance without the physical aspect instead of an actually platonic friendship or

[schrodingerspsycho]

Which song is the best?

Ghost by Fefe Dobson

Ghost by The Frights

Ghost by Demi Lovato

Remaining time: 2 days 32 minutes

I encourage you to give them all a listen if you haven’t before!

[nogenderblender9358]

Thank you baby @schrodingerspsycho for tagging me

1. Something that might surprise your moots about you. I was a really big musical theater kid for like 9 years. I think I’ve done 20 shows over the years. I haven’t done a show in a long time but yeah I did it for a while.

2, your favourite drink/ soda. My favourite drink is a cranberry ginger ale . It’s so upsetting because they’re seasonal so I don’t get them all year round.

3 activity or hobby you do. I have lots of hobbies. Painting and drawing for one but you could say that’s more than a hobby really art is my major. I’ve gotten into sewing also really just love crafting anything really.

4. Tv series I’m watching right now. The L word I haven’t watched an episode in a while but I want to continue to.

5. What book I’m currently reading, I gotta be honest I’m not really reading anything at the moment I started reading the first Agatha Christie book but I watched read in a while.

6. Favourite dessert: my chocolate chip cookies , not to brag but they’re really good