You know what else Mohan should get to yell at Robby for, pronouncing her name wrong. It's like nails on a chalkboard. Sure, everyone else in that ED is doing it, too, but it feels worse when it's her supervisor that's known her for three years.
LMAO that's so real 😭
only heard garcia pronounce santos right, it was music to my ears. don't think (because I don't remember it even if it happened) her and samira interacted, maybe she would have been the only one to pronounce mohan right 😭
feel like you sent a thread of emoji that represents a story.
it was a new year's day, when the fireworks went off, the air was intoxicated and people lost in their joy. the music so loud you could feel every beat to your bone, the alcohol flowing through everyone's veins.
it wasn't unnatural when a lone firecracker lost its way through the sky, and instead of bursting in the air- it entered your room. but something strange happened, the firecracker stood at your window and asked, "im fucking lost dude."
"come again?" you ask.
"girl, idfk where to go!" the firecracker said in distress, he looked around the room and noticed you on your phone.
"can you like leave? the window's open." you gesture to the same open window and go back to my phone, dismissing his presence.
"a firecracker can never walk back to its own path, it's not in my destiny," he says mournfully, "I have to live with the choices I make."
His face lit up, the sparkles burning at the end of his wick burning more brighter, awfully close to the curtain from your window. He maintains the decency of flying away from it.
"if I burst on your phone, I can save your life," the firecracker says with sorrow in his eyes, "i cannot be the cause of your death, i could not bear it."
the emotions behind his words catch you off guard, a strange feeling erupting in your chest. you look down at your phone and back to him. you wonder if these are his only options.
"can't you-" your eyes search his... well you're not very sure but the equivalent to his face, but you find nothing but regret.
"i know what you of- and no, i cannot. once I've been lit, I can only do two things; to destroy or to be destroyed,"
the firecracker stands up straighter, looking straight at me for an answer, and i nod my head. "i forgive you," I whisper, setting the phone on the floor and backing away from it.
"call the firemen," he says, the end of his wick burning much more brighter, "you're gonna need it."
a sob rattles through you and you run out of your room, dialing the number on the family telephone, barely getting your words out.
you don't have the energy to run out, to saddened by the death of the firecracker. so you stay curled up in your couch, mourning the loss of a good... thing.
"where's the fire?" you hear a man shouting outside your door. you wipe your tears, and open the door. you gesture to the room you were in and the firemen look at you strangely.
"again- where's the fire?"
their words confuse you so you glance back to your room, and sure enough, there is no fire. you sprint back to it and find... absolutely nothing on fire.
your phone lays on the same place it did, untouched and unburnt. you dare take your steps towards it and pick it up and put in your password.
as the phone unlocks, you see the firecracker appear on your screen, waving his burning wick as if he's saying "hi!"
you let out a laugh of delight, and the firecracker moves out of the screen and then you see it. everything on your phone, in the theme of orange- the color of fire.
you come out of the room, laughing- crying in delight as you address the firemen, "thank you so much for coming. i really appreciate it, thank you for being a witness to this beautiful moment-"
"ma'am, calling 911 without an emergency is a felony." but his words fall deaf on your ears, you start spinning as music plays from the phone, you can see firecracker dancing on your screen.
"ma'am-" you heard the call for you multiple times but you didn't pay them any mind. you felt your hands being restricted and the click of your cuffs, and soon enough they were escorting you to the police station. but you weren't upset, if being locked up was the consequence of today- you would do it a 1000 times over.
Samira Mohan should get to yell at Robby, as a treat. So many times during the season where he was being either condescending, hypocritical, self contradictory, or somehow all three at once...it made me so mad, I'm like three thousand words into writing a self indulgent fic where she gets to lay out everything he does that makes her mad nd not get fired for insubordination.
yk it's a good day when I get the pitt related asks. i love life. (actually cheered when I saw this)
but yes, I'm on ep 6 (rewatch) and he's already told her off 3 times, and she's literally walking on eggshells. one time he says he needs 10 more of her then minutes later she gets scolded 😭 pick a struggle. i love robby but my guy make up your mind. (i get it, it's the ER, he's not completely in the wrong to say she needs to take on more patients but treating the fact that she connects with her patients as a lowkey negative things is also not great. this is why I love you heather collins<3.) the hypocritical part too-
saw a post saying robby picked his biases with leah and no im not saying he should have let her die, but there are inherent biases within every person. samira picks hers bc she has seen what happens to poc people in healthcare.
(also would love to read the self indulgent fic pretty please. ofc if u post it 😌↕️)
ure making me continue watching house md (yeah also accidentally spoiled myself the season 5 finale 😀)
im glad bc u should. go watch it right now. like now. (the finale god it would've been so good to find out in real time but nooooooo i had to fuck myself over)
you think you're following a criminal minds account, beware of my constant shitposting and reblogging. i would love to have a posting schedule, its a dream of mine, but yk what they say, life gets in the way.
no hate for my girl elle will be tolerated<3 certified spencelle, morcia and jemily truther. bi reid! (also bi hotch sometimes).
side blog: @fandomorientation (as the name suggests, truly multifandom)
@katnissmybeloved is my hunger games sideblog where i literally only yap
mostly a shitposting account honestly but you will see me freaking out a lil
criminal minds. house md. 9-1-1. hannibal. the hunger games. tvdu. marauders. ted lasso. many and many sitcoms. grishaverse. probably more
also, NO. i am not a big halloween fan, i don't even celebrate it. i just really like the color combo, and it happens to be also halloween themed. it also makes it very hard to find pictures and other things that AREN'T halloween themed. its a tough life.
any and all homophobic, transphobic, racist etc etc. bullshit will not be tolerated.
(none of the pictures or dividers used are mine)
dividers: @strangergraphics @bernardsbendystraws
tag navigation: the tags on this post are the ones i use.
i will not lie to you, never really thoughts about ducks too much, or animals in general. my favourite animal is cat and that's where my opinion abt animals end. but i have adapted certain things into my personality and loved many things solely because my friends associate me with it, or tell me that it reminds them of me. i have started loving things i never really gave a second thought to just because we joked about it. so yes, ducks are my favourite animal.....right after cat 🐈
my favourite towel which I still miss is one where it had a cartoon bear with a bunny printed(?) on it, i used that as long as I could then my mom threw it away😭
42. an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site?
never thought id say this, but discord (love u server besties) and probably spotify.
46. favorite holiday film?
im sure you meant christmas movies or something around that but my festivals are very different, so idr have a fav holiday film.
