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season 3 opens. baran al-hashimi is in a coma from the car crash she was in on her way home after season 2. victoria javadi comes down alongside caleb jefferson for a psych consult. he asks her three question and she answers all of them wrong. trinity santos suspects all her patients are abuse victims and is proven wrong every single time. mel and trinity communicate perfectly without a single misunderstanding. dennis whitaker is a senior resident for some reason. perlah and princess, it's explained in one line by james ogilvie who's the new ed intern, both quit. jack abbot is in every single episode because they needed a second attending for the shift after baran fell into that pesky coma. in the last episode he changes into his streetwear. he's wearing a blue lives matter shirt. frank langdon accidentally shuts down pittsburgh's electrical grid because he was trying to turn down the lights for an autistic patient. cassie mckay's every line starts with, "my son." parker ellis spends the whole season looking directly into the camera and explaining what characters really meant when they said that thing and don't worry, they all love each other.

Internet hugs for anyone else out there dealing with burn out or other mental and/or physical issues that make it hard to interact right now

im shaking you by the shoulders and saying that no matter the state of the world, of politics, of the environment, of the economy, that it’s not all over yet and if it’s not over then there still hope!! don’t allow despair to cause you to give up the fight before it’s over, you haven’t lost if you haven’t given up yet. life is a constant struggle and people have always felt like the world was ending but they still got to wake up to a brand new day. they kept fighting and surviving, day after day, year after year, for so many generations!! that’s what us humans do and you are capable of doing it too

if a girl tried to sacrifice me to the old gods that would be totally fine and I would submit but if a guy did that I would fight back a little

unless he was really hot I guess (the god or the guy)

in which case it is appropriate to fight back for homoerotic reasons

Not me, I’m a pacifist. I just make sad pathetic little noises while he strikes me and look up at him with my honest big brown eyes. He knows he killed a good man and it punishes him more than any physical harm I could do to him.

ohhhh if you hit him with that 🥺 hard enough he'll never land the killing blow

I’m so patheticcore. I’m such a poor little meow meow.

any decent man would take u in and nurse u back to health under the patronage of the old gods he once foolishly believed he could bring himself to sacrifice u to

(he doesn’t know I am loved by all of the gods and by showing me clemency he saved himself from all manner of ills and perils)

homoerotic failed human sacrifice