#ro watches 911

[ramblingroommate]

Part 3 (part 1 & part 2)

Only his fourth month on the job? Oh he’s new new, that’s interesting! And explains why he’s taking this so bad, poor baby

I have to say this also puts that whole stealing the truck thing in a different context. From the way they were talking I was under the impression he had a long history of doing things like that (like he had been working with them for a year or two), but he just started working there so it probably was the first time he did something so dumb. He fucked up once Bobby let it slide, he did it a second time he fired him. Oh my god he got fired after four months on the job

It was deserved but still. It also makes sense that he was so sorry about everything and said he realized in that moment how much he cared for the job.

Oh baby no don’t say that. Yikes.

He’s taking the guy’s death so hard and it’s clear he’s angry because he wishes he could have saved him, but going to his funeral and telling his sister it’s his own fault he died that’s just… oof

Yeaaah, that’s pretty much what I expected after what Buck said. Still hurts tho

This episode has been brutal on Buck

I LOVE how Bobby handled this. He knew immediately what was off but didn’t address it while on the job and with a person’s life on the line. Too often this kind of shows do exactly that to up the tension, but it always takes me out. This reaction just feels more realistic to me.

And now they address it! Love it.

Also “I know I let you down”? They really want me to feel for Buck, huh? Cause it’s working

LOVE this scene where they communicate without talking. I’m actually really liking this episode in general! It already feels like a step up from the first one.

It probably has to do with the much more realistic calls and discussions they are having, they’re more my cup of tea

Buck tried out for the Navy SEALs, interesting tidbit of backstory. I like when info get sprinkled in like this, instead of being dumped all at the same time when a storyline requires it.

Also really liked the explanation of something as horrifically tough as the navy seals giving him trouble not for the physical torture of it all but because of the emotional repression required

If Buck is one thing it is a caring person who takes things at heart. Makes sense he dropped out because he couldn’t be just a machine

This is Buck’s character in a nutshell. Wanting to be cool and tough yes, but most of all wanting to help.

I have to say it’s interesting to see which characters they are focusing on and developing more in these first two episode. Bobby is probably number one, closely followed by Buck and Abby. Maybe it’s all those Bs in their names lol

Talking about going to therapy after a traumatic event? In a tv drama? IS THIS A FUCKING MIRACLE?

I’m shocked, these shows -almost every show actually- usually pretend they’ve never heard of therapy so they can keep their characters traumatized and the tension high

You and most men, honey. It’s cultural upbringing

Also, that’s an extremely attractive therapist… are they going to get together later down the line? I hope not

Wait what? We just… cut away?

Alright, I get it. They’re going back and forth between Buck’s therapy and Athena and her husband’s.

I got really confused there for a moment lol

So her main grievance is that Michael made her feel like a fool and not that he lied to her for decades.

….

Actually, I love that lol. It makes sense with her character: as a proud black woman on the force, she probably has had to use her confidence as a shield for quite a long time. The last thing she wants is show everyone that she was blindsided and “fooled” by her own husband

Oww that’s actually really sweet. When she’s out of her uniform she shows a much more compassionate side. I like that the show is drawing this difference very clearly

It also makes the whole “I always knew you were gay” trope (which I usually hate) a little bit better in this case

And we’re back with Buck! I have to say I’m not loving this back and forth, I forget what they were talking about by the time we switch back. The talks on their own are really well done which is why I don’t want to lose any pieces

This also makes more sense: they have lost people since Buck joined but it was more along the lines of “we got there and there was nothing we could do”. Now that I think about it didn’t a woman jump in the first episode? But in that case Buck wasn’t directly involved. This was the first time they got there in time, he got involved, did everything right and the guy still died. It probably feels very unfair (like “I did everything right, why didn’t he do his part?”)

Okay Michael has my attention now! I didn’t really care about him in the first episode, I don’t know why. He just felt kinda… off? His behavior just came off as weird to me. Too forcefully happy and positive. It’s okay to be happy because you finally feel comfortable enough coming out, but you’re also an adult and know this change won’t be easy on your children right away and might take some time getting used to. He was acting like he expected everyone to be over the moon for him and celebrate right away (I understand wanting to be accepted but you’re basically telling your children their parents are getting a divorce, pump the brakes).

This conversation makes me like him a lot more tho, peels back that mask of forced optimism and reveals some of his hardships

Also he has a boyfriend!!! Things get spicy

I was wondering when we would get here! Buck definitely blames him which is a natural response/defense mechanism to that kind of traumatic event. It’s also true that there may be a million different reasons why that guy decided to let go and we’ll never truly know. Sometimes not knowing is what makes us get stuck, prevents us from moving on. But we do need to move on anyway. I wonder how they’ll go about this

…

This is not what I was expecting

And now they’re having sex… why do you do this to me? It was going so well, I actually let myself hope they wouldn’t do this. It was an empty dream, if there is a young attractive woman in a show then she’s going to have sex, no matter how unprofessional

“I feel so much better” yeah because you used sex to feel better in the moment and avoid taking a deeper look at the underlying problem.

Is this trying to hint again at Buck being a possible sex addict? I’m still confused about that

Is the rope attached to the guy in the show or is that for the stunt and was left in?

It’s not present in the next scene so definitely a stunt rope that wasn’t hidden! I like when I can catch small mistakes in shows

Also this whole scene was hilarious

I love Bobby’s approach to the whole situation. The first time he noticed Buck’s hesitation he didn’t push, talked to him privately and gently, recommended he talk to a therapist and now he starts to push him (still gently) to get over his fear. Loving Bobby’s character so far

Aaaaand I need to make a part 4 because I reached the pics limit 🥲

Will definitely need to change some things around for next episode so I don’t do so many parts

[rosetterer]

thinking about fellow travelers and how certain people would not have survived that show

[stagefoureddiediaz]

Hey so it looks like Connor is wearing his ring on the correct hand. I just barely caught it so I thought I'd share 💙

Aww thank you Ro

I really couldn’t tell from my tiny phone screen (esp now tumblr won’t let you rotate videos into full screen - so infuriating)

Hmmm I am so fascinated by Connor wearing his ring on the ‘correct’ hand again when trying to claim the baby is technically bucks after having it on the wrong hand the previous time we saw it!!

I cannot wait for to see how this all pans out 👀👀👀

[myladyofmercy]

can't wait to wake up to a new 911 episode tomorrow 🥳

[pablothefrog]

I'm being so brave about the new episode of 911 not being uploaded to the pirating website I use yet, if you guys even care

[childrenofcain-if]

Can we have some facts about the ROs, dear author ? I'm very much looking forward to fix D, bad girls are my kryptonite

C LACROIX

C is an absolute unit at chess. if it wasn’t for them wanting to go into the business industry, they would’ve definitely clinched the title of grandmaster.

they’re also very good at playing violin and have been taking private lessons since they were nine.

they have a habit of taking long, solitary walks late at night to clear their mind.

they have an aston martin vantage and a porsche 911 carrera 4s which were a gift from grandpa lacroix before his death.

aside from english, they can speak french, latin, and italian.

their signature scent is a blend of sandalwood and jasmine.

they have a small, discreet tattoo of a latin phrase (“veni, vidi, vici”) on their ribcage.

C is particularly fond of designer clothes and have a vast collection, each custom-made to fit perfectly.

they find idle chatter to be an utter waste of time and will often steer conversations towards more intellectually stimulating topics.

C also had a very soft spot for pets, particularly dogs. they also secretly donate to many of the nation’s animal shelters, though you’ll never find them telling that to anyone.

they have undiagnosed OCD.

V NÆSHOLM

they are a twin. no one knows what exactly happened to their sister in the orphanage.

they’re a big fan of obscure literary texts, particularly those of nordic origins.

V also enjoys woodworking, a skill passed down from their orphanage days where they’d try to make small, wooden toys for some extra pocket money.

though they don’t attend church all that often, they always pray before bed and eating.

V wears a unique, earthy fragrance with notes of cedarwood, pine, and a hint of sea salt.

in addition to danish, ancient greek, nordic runes, and english, they’ve also picked up on some patois thanks to their adoptive mother.

V is deeply connected to nature and prefers spending time outdoors whenever possible. hiking, camping, and stargazing are some of their favorite activities.

autumn is V’s favorite season because the crisp air, the changing leaves, and the melancholy atmosphere makes them feel creatively inspired.

V can read tarot cards, a skill they picked up from their mother who liked doing it in her free time.

they absolutely loathe alcohol and steers absolutely clear of its presence if they can help it. they have no problem with other people drinking it tho.

they have claustrophobia.

W OSTENDORF

W is an avid birdwatcher and would often accompany their uncle to do it whenever they could. they can identify dozens of species by sight and sound and often spend early mornings in parks or nature reserves, binoculars in hand.

despite their strained relationship with their parents, W inherited a natural talent for photography and videography from their father.

W’s favorite book is “the catcher in the rye”, mostly because sometimes they can see a reflection of themself in holden caulfield.

W has a soft spot for cheesy 90s and early 2000s romcoms. they find comfort in the predictable plots and over-the-top acting, often watching them late at night when they can’t sleep.

their signature scent is vetiver, citrus, and bergamot.

they still wear MC’s worn down friendship bracelet from almost a decade ago.

W prefers to walk or bike wherever they go, finding the process therapeutic.

they’ve donated a large portion of their trust fund to homeless youth shelters, only keeping enough to get through university comfortably until they get a decent job.

they love playing the piano, something which their aunt taught them. however, they prefer modern pieces to classical ones.

their favourite directors of all time are wes anderson and sofia coppola.

they’re a chronic insomniac.

D DIACONU

D has a hidden talent for sketching. while they don’t talk about it much, their notebooks are filled with doodles and sketches, often of people they meet/know or abstract designs that reflect their current mood.

they’re nicknamed “rook” by their friends and bandmates. they also only know three languages: romanian, french, and english.

their indie band’s name is “the vignettes”, and the genre they play contains elements of alternative rock, grunge, and even folk sometimes. they’re the frontman, as well as a guitarist of the five-piece.

they’re known to get into long, intense conversations about the meaning of life, the universe, and everything—usually at 3 a.m., after everyone else has passed out. nobody seems to want to deal with this aside from C.

nirvana and the cure are on constant rotation on their playlist. their favourite guitar, valentine, was personally signed by kurt cobain and is their most prized possession.

their signature scent is a mixture of cinnamon, expensive marlboro, amber, and a hint of leather.

they love spicy food, mexican and indian cuisines being their favourite. give them a lifetime supply of chicken vindaloo and birria tacos and they’re set forever.

D is considered an adrenaline junkie and sometimes participates in extreme sports like parkour, bungee jumping, and sky diving.

they have a well-maintained 1969 AMC AMX/3, but rather prefer riding their MC ducati panigale v4.

they have a growing collection of tattoos, each one marking a significant (or significantly hazy) memory from their escapades. the most prominent one is a serpent wrapped around their collarbones.

it’s rare to find them in parties without the presence of any type of drugs. they’re not a full-blown addict, but also not too far from it.

M WHITLOCK-SINGH

aside from english, M speaks nine more languages fluently—hindi, french, italian, german, mandarin, russian, sanskrit, arabic, spanish, and latin.

they are proficient in several musical instruments, including the piano, violin, and guitar, often performing at private gatherings and charity events.

their personal library contains rare and first-edition books on any genre you can possibly imagine.

M has a keen eye for art and collects pieces from renowned and emerging artists, often curating exhibitions for charity.

they also have a very encyclopaedic knowledge of european and south asian history, often recalling the time period and details of the events.

they have travelled to more than 50 countries till date, accompanying their parents on many of their philanthropic missions.

their signature scent is a fancy blend of myrrh and frankincense, accented with touches of cypress and roses.

M has been interested in the existence of the occult and magic since they heard of stories involving them by their grandmother’s side.

despite being a famous royal figure, M has almost zero social media presence and greatly dislikes being filmed in public or having their private life probed at.

they are known to be the queen of england’s favourite grandchild.

M enjoys cooking and is particularly skilled at preparing elaborate south asian and mediterranean dishes.

[yourheartonfire]

Any other day, hiding an injury they’d picked up from their nighttime cape work wouldn’t have been a problem. The hero would’ve been in orchestra or robotics lab or study hall and they could muscle through those no problem. But it was Thursday, and that meant it was fencing club.

Any other teacher and it would’ve been fine. The hero could have begged off on a stomachache or other conveniently invisible illness and the coach would’ve shrugged and let them sit on the sidelines doing homework. But today both coach and assistant coach were out, so it fell to the team captain to run practice. And the current team captain had hated hero’s guts since they were in fifth grade.

“C’mon, lazy bones, you’ve been dragging through warm-ups even more than normal,” the hero’s longtime rival drawled, flicking their sabre eagerly as they stepped up on the piste. “You’re up first. En garde.”

“We’re supposed to be doing footwork drills today,” one of hero’s friends protested.

The team captain arched an eyebrow. “You’d really rather do drills than bout? Maybe start with a few more laps?” they asked the rest of the team. There was some muttering and sideways looks. Nobody would rather do footwork, but hero knew from the worried looks in their direction that they were not carrying this off convincingly.

Well, maybe they could work with that. If the hero threw up all over the piste the rival would have to let them go to the nurse. If they timed it right, maybe they could hit the rival too.

“It’s fine,” the hero said, hoisting themselves up with a wince. They did not favor their leg as they walked up, took their stance, riding the waves of pain like they always did. And, yeah, maybe they’d never taken a wound quite as bad as the long shallow cut over their thigh, patched together in the bathroom with medical tape and superglue, but they could handle this. They always handled it.

As they saluted the team captain, something shifted in their old rival’s expression. A moment of uncertainty, a harder head-to-toe scan. But then the moment was gone and their rival gave them a smirk only a shade less smug than normal before sliding their mask down.

The hero attacked first. Their rival loved to bait them into counter-time errors, force them on the defensive, but today the hero just didn’t care. They went for it with an aggression that raised an “oooOOOHhhh!” from the rest of the team. Press, press, press, press. Their sabre seemed to move on its own through the rising red haze, and the hero watched in fascination as their rival’s weapon rose to catch it in a bind, flicked it aside - 

- and then the hero felt something across their right thigh go rrrrrrrrrrip. 

There was a terrible flash of blackness. And the next thing the hero knew, their rival was holding them up, both of them staring down at the growing red patch across the hero’s leg.

“You?” their rival rasped behind their mask.

The hero tried to speak and could only heave. Their team captain shot a glance to their teammates - then dropped the hero, letting their sabre run along the leg.

Later, much later, after they’d gotten home from the hospital, the hero got the story from their friends on the team. How they’d stumbled and the team captain had sliced them by accident, how the team captain had swiftly applied first aid and organized the 911 call, how they’d apologized to everyone from the paramedics to the school headmaster and offered to resign their captainship, how disciplinary action may be pending. But no one could explain how a practice sabre could have gone right into their leg like that...

The hero shrugged, assuring their friends it must have been a freak accident. All the while their stomach churned. 

Their rival’s voice as they’d gasped out that ‘you’. And the way they’d sliced the hero’s pants leg almost perfectly across the original cut. As if they’d known exactly how last night’s villain had drawn their wicked sharp knife along the hero’s leg.

The next night the hero was back out on the rooftops. The villain was waiting for them, with a nasty smile and a longer blade. “You,” they purred, and the hero’s heart skipped a beat.

[guardian-angle22]

I get worried whenever I see people tweeting “their lowest rating ” after the episode airs and then Ronen would just jump out with a post “TUESDAY #1 DRAMA!!” I don’t understand how the ratings work at all but it’s kinda funny in a way, kinda like pessimistic & optimistic tweet 😂 is the glass half full or half empty? Ro: HALF FULL!!!

Ronen is the physical manifestation of an overeager puppy excited about absolutely everything. Ronen is the 911 Lone Star marketing department.

The show could be on the verge of utter collapse behind the scenes with the fox lot literally on fire and the man would be tweeting a #tarlostuesday spoiler picture, posting a #bestfansintheworld selfie with his dog on instagram, and reminding everyone to watch 911 Lone Star on Fox Tuesday nights at 8pm!

and ya gotta love him for it. Sometimes the world needs more relentless optimism and that kind of enthusiasm for the work and art you put out for others to consume... so good for him!

[nacregames]

Since Valentines Day is almost upon us, would any of the JV Ros want to celebrate with a romanced MC? How?

If the MC wanted to celebrate, then all the ROs would join!

Lei: everyday is Valentine's Day with him, but he'd be extra special if that was what MC wanted. Like super extra. Whatever MC wants that day, it's theirs. Don't ask me how tho.

Chal: always prefers a more private setting and will organize something they both enjoy. It's nothing (too) fancy and maybe even mundane for some. Somewhere they can truly relax and appreciate the time together. She usually likes to tease the MC, but will actually be very sweet and soft that day.

Clay: regardless of what exactly it is that MC wants to do on that day (or any other rare and special day like anniversaries or birthdays etc), he will make absolutely sure that they are not getting disturbed. He just has approximately 3 days out of 365 on which he can truly make time for his loved ones and he will not let anybody ruin it. Even if someone is dying. Call 911, but not him.

Arrow: It's all about MC! He's prepared everything MC likes (no, he didn't pick 1 thing they like, he picked ALL) And no, it's not their birthday, but it's a day dedicated to people you love, so it's practically MC day. So whatever it is they want to do, he's ready.

Candy: she's not really seeing the point of valentine's day, but she's down to hang out with MC anytime. She'd like to keep it casual, tho she'd put up with corny and romantic stuff for their sake. Like she won't point out how cheesy sth is and just let MC enjoy it silently.

Mel: Ooohhh Valentine's Day!! She'd want to make use/try out the special events prepared for couples (like Spa Day for Two with rose buds or sth, watching a romantic movie at the theater, joining a tacky photoshoot at the mall etc). Just be as cheesy as it gets.

Mercy: Will pretend that Valentine's Day doesn't exist until it's D-day and then reveal the fact that they booked a very, very rare and expensive outing at MC's favorite place (it could be a concert, a restaurant or even a comic con idk). If MC isn't like "omg how did you do that?? ur so amazing!!" they'll be so fucking disappointed. like gurl. do you have any idea how difficult it was to get these and be quiet about it? will pout (silently) the entire day until MC finally does appreciate them genuinely.

[ramblingroommate]

911 s1e2 Part 4 (previous part and part 1)

Poor girl, I feel for her 💔 She’s obviously hurting so much and mourning but she decided to track down this firefighter she was mean to (not without cause, ‘cause Buck was pretty tactless) to apologize. And also to explain the situation to him, I wonder if she noticed he was also feeling guilty about what happened

Okay this is really interesting. Because the therapy session ended when it did, Buck got to the heart of the problem but they didn’t really talk about how to move on. Realizing you have a problem and what exactly that is is just the first step, overcoming it is a completely different ball game. It doesn’t just come naturally!

But I like how they went about this: he struggled, talked to his friends (and a therapist) about his issue, listened to their perspectives and then took from them what he found most useful. Abby’s words clearly had the biggest impact on him and helped him the most (which makes sense because it was really good advice)

I also like that he made the biggest progress when talking to someone else who was struggling. Dealing with someone else’s fears and thoughts is much easier than dealing with our own. Seeing the sister feeling guilty for her brother’s death made him realize that there was nothing she could do which in turn meant there was nothing he could do

Really well done

Mmmh I’m a bit torn on this one. On one hand I’m loving Carla’s energy and attitude and what she’s doing for Abby (taking her out, encouraging her, convincing her to call a cute guy), but on the other I’m not feeling this Abby-Buck thing at all. I can’t really put my finger on why tho

I also think Abby SHOULD think more about herself and have fun and go out with a guy if that’s what she wants, but does it have to be Buck?

I don’t know, I liked Buck’s kind words to Abby in the first episode and Abby’s advice to Buck and how that played out here but can’t we just leave it at that?

Why? You don’t know her

Maybe this is part of the reason why I feel weird about this? Buck doesn’t know her so there’s no reason for him to act so differently with her. “I won’t meet you because you’re special and I don’t want to ruin this” YOU BARELY KNOW EACH OTHER

I think this feels like… how do I say this? If I were to ask the writers “where is this coming from, why is this happening?”, the answer would be “because we said so” and not a word more

I’ve barely seen them interact tho so maybe that will change… they’re not even together or going out so maybe I’m getting ahead of myself

This scene is so cute! I may not have liked the lead up but this scene was worth it.

Abby being so happy she had the nerve to call Buck regardless of his answer, Buck’s answer actually being mature and kind, Abby understanding the rejection with no drama… this is really really cute and a good message

HOW FHE FUCK DID WE GET HERE WE WERE HAVJNG SUCH A CUTE MIMENT WHAT

THIS IS ONLY EPISODE THREE

What the fuck guys, like for real. In three episodes -THREE EPISODES- we’ve had one of our main guys being fired, hints at Bobby’s tragic backstory, and now one of our main character’s daughter doing this? I would expect this kind of heavy storyline from a season 3 or 4 not episode fucking three of season 1

And of course it’s a cliffhanger

[hilarychuff]

get to know me tag meme

got tagged by @staceymcgillicuddy and am doing this one only THREE weeks later as opposed to even more weeks like last time

rules: tag (8-10) people who you want to get to know better.

relationship status: single but sometimes i invent a little romance for myself in my head which is fun until i have to confront the fact that it’s made up!!! that part is less fun 

favorite color: ummm my ~power color~ is red but i also like pink and yellow

three favorite foods: a very fancy bagel (lox or salmon roe or whitefish salad), my poké bowl (including pickled mango), aaaaaaand pasta 

top 3 tv shows: considering how much tv i watch this is a surprisingly hard question to answer!!! i guess i’m not much of a rewatcher unless i’m showing something to somebody. but sweet/vicious for sure is one of my fave shows that ended too early that i always try and make people watch. i don’t think it is like a “””good””” “””show”””” per se but i’m always excited for an episode of 911 or 911 lonestar lol. aaaaaaaand let’s go with a league of their own bc it made me weep several times. honorary shout out to yellowjackets. will bump it up if they commit to shauna/jackie’s gay feelings for each other being canon. 

top 3 characters: ooo well my current blorbos include sansa stark and chrissy cunningham and i’ll always have love for lily evans. just bc i only have two other blorbos i’ll also give shout outs to beth greene and jemma simmons

what i’m currently reading: not in the middle of anything rn. just finished seven percent of ro devereux by ellen o’clover and thinking of either starting out of character by jenna miller or honey and spice by bolu babalola

song stuck in my head: ok i actually don’t have one today but for several recent days in a row it was take on me by a-ha

last movie watched: the menu halfway!! i’d already seen it but was skimming for reasons. but before that it was m3gan lol because i had to show it to people!!! and last weekend i watched a whole bunch of other spooky movies with my friends. 

last thing i googled: technically it was “how to see google search history” but before that and anything else related to this game it was “young angie will trent” lol 

last song i listened to was: hmmm i’m not sure exactly. something from the annie dirusso mix playlist on spotify. let’s say it was “my kink is karma” by chappell roan but i think that was actually the one before whatever i listened to last

dream trip: idk!!!!! i am not really a trip planner unless it is a trip to see people. maybe a road trip all over the us to see all kinds of different places and people. that probably would be the dream actually. 

time: 6:15 p.m. rn 

anything i really want right now: FOR MY FAVORITE OVERALLS TO BE FIXED. FOR A NEW PAIR OF MY FAVORITE OVERALLS. THEY RIPPED IN THE THIGHS BC I AM TOO SEXY JUICY AND I GOT THEM PATCHED AND THEY RIPPED ALONG THE PATCH AND NOW I’M LIKE!!!!!! WHAT AM I GONNA DO. DO I GET THEM PATCHED AGAIN. HOW LONG CAN THIS CYCLE LAST. WHY CAN’T AMERICAN EAGLE OUTFITTERS SELL THESE OVERALLS AGAIN. I WILL BUY 47 PAIRS SO I CAN HAVE THEM UNTIL THE END OF MY DAYS IF ONLY THEY WOULD LET ME. 

tagging: ummm let’s go with @beholdthemem, @chdarling, @cellsshapedlikestars, @julvett, @mistysharks, @gorgeousgreymatter-x, @loulanorth, @enoughtotemptme

[xxhanjifairytalexx]

your flesh, blood, brains

LINK TO MY MASTERLIST !!

bestfriend!jisung x zombie!reader

body worship / brainwashing

cw // attempted brainwashing, talk about harming someone else, mentions of blood

jisung sobbed watching as you, his best friend, writhed around on the floor, whimpering in pain as your body tried to unnaturally change its dna. 

you had been bitten on the arm a few days ago on the subway on the way home from work, not thinking too much of it since new yorkers were weird beings. the bite started to burn a few hours after, but it wasn't until two days later that things took a turn for the worse.

jisung came over to your apartment after you texted that something was wrong, and he arrived to you throwing up blood, and what looked to be a small internal organ. whatever it was, you both knew something was seriously wrong when you collapsed in the floor, muscles seizing as you cried out in pain.

"i n-need you," you wailed in pain as your head smacked on the floor.

"please stop moving," jisung begged, "you're going to hurt yourself."

"need y-you, s-so bad.”

“i don’t know what to do!” he cried out, hands running through his hair. “you need to go to a hospital.”

“i'm g-gonna starve with-o-out you,” you whimpered, teeth aching to feel something between them. “n-need you, need you.”

"i'm calling 911."

"no!" you groaned, "y-you can h-h-help me."

"how?" he cried, "i don't know what's happening!"

your arms reached out, hands desperately trying to grab at the empty floor in front of you. 

"y-your flesh, blood, b-brains."

jisung watched as your eyes suddenly went black, the pain you were feeling increasing significantly as you became less aware of your surroundings.

it was now apparent to jisung that the bite wasn't from some insane new yorker like he'd thought. it was more serious than that, his best friend's sweaty delusional self crying out for his body.

you weren’t human anymore.

"i need it so bad, want you so bad," you groaned unconsciously, words flowing from your mouth without thought. "gotta sink my teeth into your skin, feel it tear under the pressure as i rip into your flesh. watch as your luscious blood pours out of the wound and into my hands. feel your soul leave your body as i bash your head into the floor until your brains leak out of your ears, dripping straight into my mouth and warming my throat like honey. i need it more than the air i used to breathe, please, please come over here."

why was jisung actually considering surrendering himself to you?

these obviously weren’t your thoughts at all, but it was you, his best friend saying those things. even though you weren’t completely there, it still made his heart flutter that you needed him.  

thankfully his mind started thinking rationally again, wondering why he was almost ok with allowing his best friend to kill him, let alone consume him.

"n-no, stay away," he cried, distancing himself by standing on the other side of the couch which you were lying in front of.

"need your brains now, can't live one more second without them. i'm gonna die if i don't, please, please, please.”

jisung held his hands over his ears but never took his eyes off of you, watching as your wide eyes stared deep into him, keeping his attention.

“i know you’ve wanted me for a while,” your voice cooed, ignoring the pain as you tried to seduce your first meal. “i’ve wanted you for even longer, since the day we met. don’t make me wait any longer, please.”

was this your way of enticing him? cause it was sure working.

jisung walked around the couch, getting just a bit closer to your shaking body that was still lying down on the ground. he knew he shouldn’t do this, but it was still you, right? not some monster.

his ears were still covered by his hands, but they were slipping with each second that passed, your eyes staring into his with a look that drew him closer and closer, deeper into your trance.

“i need you so badly, jisung, don’t make me beg any longer. you don't want me to die, right?”

he shook his head, tears rolling down his blushed cheeks.

“then fucking get over here!” you screamed, losing your cool composure in an instant. “this is torture! do you like seeing your best friend being tortured? does this pleasure you? i bet you’re hard thinking about teasing me, making me beg for you over and over again until you eventually surrender yourself to me. gonna cream your pants or something, watching me cry out for you? bet you already came on the way here, thinking about how i begged you on the phone for help.”

“no, it’s not like that,” jisung cried, “i swear. i just can’t help you that way, i don’t want you to hurt me.”

you were full on screaming now, begging for his body.

“i would never hurt you! who do you think i am, a monster?”

tears streamed down your face at the assumption that you had lost your mind, even though it was true—you had lost your mind, but jisung didn’t need to know that.

you were desperate to feed, and it had to be right now, no matter who the victim was.

“jisung, please!” a scream ripped through your throat, your entire body seizing up as the painful agony you were experiencing only got worse and worse.

all he could do was stand there and sob, watching as his best friend cried out in desperation, descending into madness. he wanted to save you, but he couldn’t, there was no viable solution.

jisung didn't think he could listen to you whine any longer. it was killing him.

“jisung, please! don’t do this to me! don’t fucking do this to me! ahh, i’m gonna die, please!

JISUNG!”

and then, silence.

your cries for help suddenly stopped, the room going quiet.

jisung was now curled into himself behind the couch, hands over his ears as he cried. he was so overwhelmed that he barely noticed the screaming had stopped.

a few minutes passed before he noticed the quietness, which turned his sad cries into panicked whispers as he ran around to the other side of the couch, dropping to his knees at the sight of your still body.

“no, no, no,” he begged, “please don’t leave me.”

he called out you name—no response.

shook your shoulder—no response.

placed his head on your chest, in hopes of hearing a heartbeat—nothing but silence.

you were gone.

“please come back, please,” he cried into your still chest, slamming his fist on the ground in frustration. “n-no, please.”

suddenly your arm shot off the ground, grabbing jisung’s arm and pulling it up to your mouth. you bit him, letting your teeth puncture his skin as you tore a chunk of flesh out, moaning in satisfaction as jisung screamed in unbearable pain.

he wailed, trying to loosen your impossibly tight grip, but it was no use. he wasn’t getting his arm back anytime soon, and he wouldn’t need to in a few minutes time.

“don’t you get it now? teasing people isn’t nice.” you chuckled as the euphoria replaced all the pain you had been experiencing. “wasn’t so hard to give in, now was it?”

“p-please, stop,” jisung cried as you took another bite, feeling his arm throb as he tried his best not to vomit at the sight of his open wound. he bit his lip, still trying to get out of your grasp, but slowly giving up as his soul began to fade more and more.

"i love your body so much, thank you," you mumbled over and over again, drunk on his body as you ate and ate until jisung was no more than a memory, his screams nothing but an echo.

[pyropikmin500]

More silly incorrect quotes!

King K. Rool, admiring a sleeping Liz: You’re so cute.

Liz, sleepily: I could beat your ass.

King K. Rool, lovingly: I know.

King K. Rool & Liz:*Playing video games*

General Klump: You guys woke up at 5:30 in the morning just to play games?

King K. Rool: *silence*

Liz: *silence*

General Klump, finally figuring it out: ...You two never went to sleep, did you?

King K. Rool & Liz in shame: Yeah...

General Klump: King K. Rool, I am questioning your sanity...

Liz: I never questioned it, I knew their sanity was missing from the start.

General Klump: Ooh, somebody has a crush

King K. Rool: Pfft, I don’t have a crush on Liz I just think they’re cool, it’s not like I stay up at night thinking about them.

*Later that night*

King K. Rool, very much awake: Uh oh.

Liz, watching General Klump and Krusha fight: Are you sure they should be fighting? What if they get hurt?

King K. Rool, not bothered by the chaos: It’s fine. They’re too evenly matched to hurt each other.

Liz: Then... who’s the strongest out of you three?

General Klump: King K. Rool.

Krusha: King K. Rool.

King K. Rool: Me.

King K. Rool: Bye Liz! Bye Rebecca! Bye Krusha! Bye Vivian! Bye Liz!

General Klump: You said ‘bye Liz’ twice.

King K. Rool: I like Liz.

General Klump: What’s the dumbest thing you believed as a child?

Krusha: That naptime was a punishment.

General Klump: Krusha, what are you doing?

Krusha: *shaking a cat shaped piggy bank* I’m just trying to figure out how much change I have inside.

General Klump: You could always take it out and count it.

Krusha: Where’s the fun in that?

General Klump: You're pathetic!

Krusha: You're pathetic-er!

King K. Rool: You're both losers.

General Klump: Bet you can’t eat 15 crayons!

Krusha: Bet you I can!

King K. Rool: *sips coffee, checks to make sure 911 is still on speed dial, and goes back to reading the paper*

King K. Rool: So are you gonna explain how the hell you crashed my car?

General Klump: Well we were driving and there was a deer in the road, so I said "Krusha, deer!"

King K. Rool: ...And what did Krusha do?

General Klump: ...They said "Yes, Honey?"

King K. Rool: Alright, listen up you little shits.

King K. Rool: Not you Liz. You’re an angel and we’re thrilled you’re here.

King K. Rool: Liz... you've been cuddling with me for over and hour now.

Liz: *muffled* mm hmmm :)

King K. Rool: Fuck. I should be annoyed but you're adorable.

Liz: We all have our demons.

Liz, grabbing King K. Rool: This one’s mine.

Liz: I still have no idea how I’m attracted to you...

King K. Rool: Yeah, well, you’re stuck with me, and no take backs, honey.

General Klump, grinning: Before you were what?

King K. Rool: Before I was-

General Klump: What?

King K. Rool: Before I was inter-

General Klump: Before you were interrupted?

King K. Rool: Cut me off one more time and I swear I'll-

General Klump: What?

King K. Rool: *makes frustrated sound*

Liz, nervously: Stop that. Before they hurt you.

General Klump, whispering to King K. Rool, who's on the phone with Liz: Ask them something!

King K. Rool: How are you feeling?

Liz: Fine.

General Klump: Something personal!

King K. Rool: At what age did you first get your period?

Liz: I'm so happy, I could kiss you!

King K. Rool: Um...Neat.

*later*

King K. Rool, lying face down on their bed: I said "Neat," General Klump. Who the fuck says neat these days? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid.

General Klump, reading a book: Don't beat yourself up too much, King K. Rool. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when Krusha confessed their love for me?

King K. Rool: Didn't you thank them?

General Klump: *closes the book and looks at the ceiling* I fucking thanked them.

King K. Rool: You know guys, sometimes I feel like Liz doesn't take me seriously enough.

Krusha: "Sometimes"?

General Klump: "Enough"?

King K. Rool:

General Klump: Change that to 'at all' and we'll talk.

Krusha: THEY COME SEASONALLY!

Krusha: THEY COME EVERY YEAR!

King K. Rool: What- Liz, are they drunk again-

Krusha: IT DOESN’T MATTER WHERE I GO!

Krusha: WHAT DOES IT MEAN?

Liz: What does WHAT mean?

General Klump, who is the only one who knows what Krusha is talking about: I mean, when you found one in the bathroom-

King K. Rool: WHAT THE FUCK DID undefined FIND IN THE BATHROOM?

Krusha: I’M TELLING YOU LIKE- LIKE IN THE SWIMMING POOL-

Krusha: IN L.A.

Krusha: EVERYWHERE I GO, THE DUCKS COME TO ME!

King K. Rool and Liz: Oh, for fuCKS SAKE undefined-

King K. Rool: Your smile? It makes my day.

Liz: Your happiness? I live for that.

General Klump: A room? Get one.

Krusha: Hotel? Trivago.

Liz: What’s wrong? You look 10 seconds away from ripping someone’s throat out.

King K. Rool: Fucking Krusha and General Klump were trying to invoke one of the minor gods again last night. I didn't get an ounce of sleep, thanks to their bloody chanting.

General Klump: Where's King K. Rool?

Krusha: Don't worry, I'll find them.

Krusha, shouting: Liz sucks!

King K. Rool, distantly: Liz is the best person ever! Fuck you!

Krusha: Found them.

[bexfangirlforlife]

911 episode 7 first watch notes:

I'm not quite ready to go to bed, but def to tired ro read, so let's watch another episode

The full moon craziness is that an actual thing? Because I've heard about it on other shows, but I had never heard/noticed anything about it before that irl

Oh hell no this faceless person is way too scary for this time of night and for me in general

"there is something inside of me" ... is this a emtbadge502 situation...?

Oh I would have preferred it being that ⬆️

What are you doing, Hen?!?

[konstya]

✧･ﾟ: *✧˜”°•.˜”°• intro post •°”˜.•°”˜⭒❃.✮:▹

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IM A MINOR!!! (13)

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okay bye then!!! love everyone who made it this far <3

[nityarawal]

9/23/23

"OJ"- AKA "Juice"

Morning Songs

How Many Songs

Can I Write 

In A Day

Make It Short

Make It Snappy

I Overtalk

I Know

Lyricists

Cut Back

Rich Refusals

My Poetry Teacher

Said

Is It Songworthy

Put It Somewhere

Else

Maybe It's 

3 Songs In One

Maybe You Have

A Voice

Where Some Have

None

Is It A Coincidence

That AI

Tells Kim Kardashian

Stories

Is It A Coincidence 

Her Daddy Was The

Atty

That Coined The "RO"

For A Murderer

Mommies Silencings'

Is It A Coincidence

Kimmy Can't Speak

Will They Resurrect 

Robert's Hologram 

To Defend

#MeToo Please

Attys Vanity Restraining Orders

Kimmy Can't Speak

Acts Like She Can't Sing

But We Don't Believe It

Everyone's Got A 

Unique Voice

Tune

If They Listen

To Hearts

Callings

Whistles

Kimmy Says She 

Can't Sing

In So Many Words

But North Likes

Her Tunes

And Dances Galore

With Her "Ye"

Ears

Kimmy Says She 

Can't Sing

In So Many Words

Stumbling Through

Christmas Recordings

Kimmy Can't Sing

Clearly Not True

Because

We Like Her Voice 

#FanGirls

It's True

If Kimmy Just Wants To Be A Poppet

"X" Meme

Like Elon

That's OK Too

Maybe She's Being 

Wise

Or Gagged

With Pleas

But Queen's In

40's

Seemingly

Behind Glass

Behind The Sidelines

Mamma 

Queen Of The Globe

Influencer

Got No Pride

Your Life's Not Over

You Outlived 

Your Mothers BFF

Not A Hasbeen

German 

Nicole Simpson

Might've 

Started As A Waitress

At 18 

With A Black Man

12 Years Older

Like Me 

A Nun

When Her Story 

Went Down

Cloistered By 

A Bipolar Monk

20 Years Older

Secretly Engaged

To My Molester

Handler

Pedophile Of Football 

Clinton League

Whitehouse

Boys Stirling Cards Clubs

Co-Creating

Spiritual Center

Manifesting

Heavenly Mountain

Muses And Me

Who Thought 

His Yogi Body

A Perfect Cloak

For A Tiny Football

Players Brain

He Ran Into

Every Pub

At The Mall

After 8 Hours Of

Meditation

Threw Money At 

#MeToo

Shopaholics

Forgetting Us

At Banana Republic 

Or Victoria Secret

Watching 

Modeling Purchases

We Went To Nephew's

Football Games

Fresh Out Of Nunnery

Forbidden Love Stories

Secrecy

Thanksgivings'

3 Years

Alienated

David Kaplan Must've Gone Up

To Bat

For OJ

Like The Whole 

Defense Army

Begging Him

Like Their Beloved

Buddha

"Don't Die Bro,"

They Begged

As They Chased Him

In His White Bronco

A Gun To His Head

They Tried To Shame

The Waiter

Instead 

Innocently

Returning

Nicole's Mothers' Glasses

From Italian Cafe

Brutally

Murdered Kid

For Jealous

Triangulated

"Theoretically"

A Mistake

After "Words"

He Said

Bloody Mess

Stunned

His Son Later Accused

Of Murders

Anyone But Him

Not A Cop's Football Hero

To Be Confirmed Guilty

20 Years In Jail

Per Head

Like Most Civilians

Would've Been

40 Years

At Least

For Even Attempting

Crimes

His Best Friends

Targeted

Atty's Families Pay

Still

Kardashians Paraded

But The Football

Hero "Juice"

Won't Cover His Bills

"Hoe-Flation"

Tax

Candace Owen's Calls It

On ROs

For Poly Trans Losers

You Can Play

The "Barracuda 

Mamma" Song Kimmy

If You Settle

#Nitya4Eternity

Estates

Uncouple My Kids

From This Blessed Mess

And Businesses

Gwen Stefani

Lady Saw

Lady Gaga

Or #FreeBritney

Might Sing For You

Anyone You Want

You Can Play Lori's 

Atty Brands'

Like A Poppet

For Kardashians

If You Wish

"Lawyering" 

Style

But If You Did

Some Yoga

Find Light

In Meditation 

Pranayama- Breathing Exercises

Cardio

Self Oil Massage 

Ayurveda

I Think You 

Might Just 

Find Your Voice

Too

No Need To Let

The Courts

Antagonize

"Ye"

Me

Or #FreeBritney

You

And Ladies

All Singers

Kids

Masses

Abused Today

We Know 911

Didn't Work For

Nicole Simpson

Nor Me

We Know 911

Didn't Work For

My Latina Mamma 

Country Club

Neighbor

When Militia Shot

Her Son Adrien

On Mistakes

We Know 911

Didn't Work For Me

Not Even The New

Fancy Texting

Services

We Couldn't Prevent

Domino Effect

Of A Dozen More

Murders

Idy Missing Peeps

Secrets Hidden

By Sergeant Protero

Young Bribed Investigators

Sheriff Gays

Secrets Hidden

By The Old Art Academy

Staff

Now Dead

Fired

Institutionalized Students

Silenced

My Old Therapist

Posing For CPS

To Traffic Actors

Super Geniuses

Harry Potters

Like Russel Brand

For England

Julie Anne Steiger

A Spy To Rockstar's Attys

In County Courts

How Many Murdered

On ROs

211

With Ashby Clark 

Sorrenson

United Way

Judge Judith Clark

Lori Clark Viviano

911

Until Her

Scuba Diving Demise

Last Year

Was She 

Charles Viviano's

Class Action Atty

Starter Wife First

Or In Walter Clark's

Gay Chain Of Attys

Marilyn

Butterballing

Lying On Radio Ads

Before 

They Became A 

Poly Tribe

Inflicting Sodomy

Taxing Breeders

Her Kids Keep

Advertising Her Expired

Law Scams

"Dead" Orders Now

On Bribes

Even Though She's Gone

Tweeting Onto

Twitter #X

So Can't You

Resurrect Robert 

Kardashian's

#AI Hologram Too

And Rectify

Peace

Forgive

What He Did

To Restrain American Moms

From Kids

With No Domestic Violence

Hotline

Mind-boggling Them

DV's A 1-800 Data Collection Site

A Waste Of Time

On Last Pleas

Calls

Desperate Needs

Reparations

Needed

Now

Rain Rape Clerks Violate

Moms

Silencing

For Robert Didn't 

Know He'd Win

He Didn't Know

He'd Make A Hero

Of A Murderer

In Loving His Brother

"Uncle OJ"

Y'all Called Him

He Didn't Know

Homeschooling

"Tweens"

His Girls Flaunted

In Court

Like Child Trophies

To Shame Moms'

Child Brides Still

He Didn't Know

His Armenian Baes

Daughters

Would Make 

Civil Activists

He Didn't Know

He'd Win

Against Odds

For A Slaughterer

Who Asked Him To 

Go Back To Work

Take the Sordid

RO Job

Still Murdering 25% 

Mothers Annually

From Divorce Courts

Sexualising

Infidelity

Violence

Vows

All He Knew

Was His Road

On The Coattails

Of A Football 

Hero

"OJ"

Capitalism

Won

Kardashian Hung His Head

When They Won

For He Couldn't 

Undo

Sin

An Oath

To His Family

Bonds

A Legacy

Bartered

Peace,

Nitya Nella Davigo Azam Moezzi Huntley Rawal