You call it a moment. I call it life.

indie first responders multimuse | EST 2/20/2018 | REBOOTED. 2/19/2020 | mun is 18+ | written by BluJay | muses | rules

[firstrespxnders]

moving everyone to one blog

the blog will be @protectxthem

just to make things easier on me

[firstrespxnders]

moving everyone to one blog

the blog will be @protectxthem

just to make things easier on me

[firstrespxnders]

probably going to do the same thing I did with my star wars multi.

which was move all my muses to one rp blog because session box isn’t working properly with the new update. I dunno yet.

[rp-meme-glaceon]

Send "🌀" to find my muse, injured and alone after being beaten up

[firstrespxnders]

like for a starter of some sort.

[firstrespxnders]

//i’m putting this blog on semi hiatus. Just until I can find muse for everyone again. This quarantine really killed my muses.

[firstrespxnders]

                               911. What’s your emergency?

Indie first responders multimuse rp blog

Written by Blujay

                                      MUSES | RULES

TEMPLATE CREDIT

[leedongwook]

Whoa, woah. Miller! Miller!

[taggedmemes]

SEND ‘TFLN’ FOR A TEXT STARTER USING A TEXT FROM TEXT FROM LAST NIGHT’S RANDOM GENERATOR.

[drjohncartermd]

open starter

❝ When is this nightshift hell going to end? Weaver has it in for me and I’m pretty sure that she’s enjoying it - ❞

[firstrespxnders]

Max looks at his watch and sighs, rubbing his face with a yawn. “Hopefully soon, I can’t take much more of this.” Max laughed softly, stretching his arms over his head. “I’m sure it’s not just you who thinks that. Did you do something to Weaver? Surely ‘night shift hell’ is her way at getting back at you, Carter.”

[firstrespxnders]

@drjohncartermd asked: Alone (for Max Goodwin)

injury/hurt prompts bc reasons | Accepting

[ alone ] for one muse to find the other trying to treat themselves 

Max cursed softly when he touched the gauze to his side. He had his back to the door in his office so he didn’t hear the door open at first, but when he heard his name he turned around quickly; flinching and cursing again. “H-hey, Carter. You need something?” He smiled slightly at the other, hands covered in a little bit of blood.

[leneemusing]

injury/hurt prompts bc reasons

feel free to specify who is receiving the actions [ sew ] for one muse to have to stitch up the other [ fix ] for one muse to mend a dislocated joint [ alone ] for one muse to find the other trying to treat themselves  [ drugged ] for one muse to take care of the other while they’re delirious [ bullet ] for one muse to help the other after they get shot  [ lacerate ] for one muse to get stabbed while protecting/working with the other  [ broken ] for one muse to have broken a bone(s) [ scream ] for one muse to wake up because the other is having a nightmare  [ comfort ] for one muse to stay the night with the other after a hard day  [ wake ] for one muse to wake up to the other at the side of their hospital bed  [ sleep ] for one muse to sit by while the other is unconscious in a hospital  [ nurse ] for one muse to take care of the other while they’re sick [ appear ] for one muse to show up at the other’s doorstep injured

“  just let me help you.  ” “  shut the fuck up and sit down. you’re bleeding.  ” “  it’s fine— nothing i haven’t dealt with before.  ”  “  hey, you can talk to me.  ” “  shh- lie back. you’re safe now.  ”   “  you need to stay still.  ” “  how the hell did this happen?  ” “  are you sure you’re okay?  ” “  that isn’t ‘just a scratch’.  ” “  stop being such a baby and let me finish cleaning you up.  ” “  i need you to stay awake for me okay? keep your eyes open.  ” “  if you die on me i’ll bring you back to life and kill you myself.  ” “  for once in your goddamn life, let me take care of you before you make it worse.  ” “  you’re hurt because of me. the least i can do is fix it.  ” “  i’ll be okay. i promise.  ” “  a little help?  ” “  i just need a few stitches and i can’t exactly reach.  ” “  i’m fine, i just need a moment.  ” “  no hospitals.  ” “  you need a fucking doctor.  ” “  you need to slow down.  ” “  you’ll be no help to anyone if you run yourself into the ground.  ” “  you have to sleep eventually.  ” “  stop fussing, i’ll be fine.  ” “  shit, okay fuck that actually really fucking hurts.  ” “  i’m scared.  ” “  i feel so cold.  ” “  i can’t feel my legs.  ” “  i don’t…i don’t wanna go yet.  ” “  what the fuck happened to you?  ” “  who the fuck did this?  ” “  you’re clearly not okay so stop bullshitting me.  ” “  fucking hell.  ” “  i need help. please.  ” “  i swear to god i’ll kill whatever bastard did this.  ” “  if i die, i’m gonna haunt your ass.  ” “  it’s not that bad, chill the fuck out.  ”

[sanitatems]

‘ aw, hell. now what’s this one supposed to mean? ’ eyes are narrowed down at his phone screen, one of the latest internet’s trending memes staring back at him. he really can’t keep up with these things on a week by week basis, but judd’s not about to be out of the loop in the crew’s group chat. 

[firstrespxnders]

“oh good, it’s not just me who doesn’t know what the hell it’s suppose to mean.” owen spoke, turning his phone toward judd and pointing at the screen. ‘i’d feel dumb asking tk and the other’s. you think the internet could tell us what it means? google’s smart, google knows everything.”

[tvshowswithpsd]

max goodwin (new amsterdam) icons like/reblog or @shawnvato if you use it ❖

[firstrespxnders]

//Do I need a new muse? Probably not. Am I gonna do it anyway?

You betcha!

I’m probably gonna add Andy from Station 19

but i’m most definitely gonna add Carol Hathaway, bc i’ve been started watching ER again

[firstrespxnders]

@drdouglasross asked: 💬 (For Max Goodwin)

Send 💬  for me to make you a starter with a random line of dialogue from this generator.

Max snapped his gloves on as he walked backwards into the exam room a smile on his face. “Alright so let’s see what we have he...” He paused when he turned around and saw the room empty. Oh that’s not good! 

He pulled open the door and jogged down the hall, sneakers squeaking on the semi wet floor. He held a hand up to call out to Carol but stopped when he felt a hand on his arm. He stopped walking and turned to look at Doug, a confused look on his face. “What do you mean, he escaped?” Max spoke, pointing a finger down the hall. “I thought you had Carter watching him.”

[justanotherrpmeme]

Send 💬  for me to make you a starter with a random line of dialogue from this generator.