#accidentals broadcast

[butchsideradio]

#accidentals #broadcast #work and non work #accidentals broadcast #bandcamp #Bandcamp

[tmascfaggot]

need a trans masc to get on top of me and ride my face like he's fucking my throat. please and thank you

#this feels vaguely familiar sorry if this is already a post I'm accidentally copying #but also this image blasted into my brain like a divine vision #signal broadcast 📺 #t4t nsft #ftm nsft #trans nsft #ftm ns/fw #queer nsft #ftm sub #trans ns/fw

[eggcats]

I've decided a funny interaction would be Vox seeing Alastor and Lucifer on his spy cameras together (they're literally not even doing anything they're just in the general vicinity) and doing the exact thing he told Valentino not to do by rushing over to confront them.

Vox, bursting in the doors: "YOU'RE WITH LUCIFER?!?!"

Alastor, not dealing with this: *disappears into his shadows*

Lucifer, confused: "Uhhhh....who are you?"

Vox, infuriated: "DOES HE LET YOU SEE HIS TAIL?!?"

Lucifer, even more confused. Lives with Alastor, does NOT realize that "Does the Radio Demon have a tail?" is of furious debate amongst much of the public (nor that Vox runs a reward service for anyone who can get proof of said tail). Has seen Alastor half-asleep on the couch during forced movie night without his jacket, has seen him drunk, has seen him chase Angel out of his room half-dressed, amongst other things: "Yes?"

Vox becomes so overheated that he shuts down. Charlie comes home to see Vox, passed out on the couch, with her dad anxiously standing nearby like, "Okay, I KNOW this looks bad, but this was NOT me!"

#hazbin hotel #alastor #lucifer morningstar #vox #one way broadcast #one sided radiostatic #radiostatic #radioapple #(at least in vox's mind) #hazbin alastor #hazbin lucifer #hazbin vox #fic #mine #the idea is so funny just imagine lucifer accidentally implying him and Alastor are together because he doesnt know anything #like yes ive seen his tail??? who hasnt??? well yeah he's made me dinner??? what kind of question is that?? #Lucifer responding like idk man we live together idk what to tell you and Vox taking that as them LITERALLY living in the same room together

[cosettefauchelevente]

I feel very torn between not giving the ebu my money and strategically voting for croatia on saturday just to decrease the chances of israel winning via sympathy vote

#haven't seen any of the performances but croatia is first in the betting odds #the italian broadcaster accidentally published their televote results early and israel has almost 40% of the votes #which is a third higher than the votes for ukraine in 2022 who absolutely destroyed the televote with a record breaking amount #eurovision #im not going to vote to be clear

[skyloftian-nutcase]

I sort of work in healthcare (not medically certified but I have a position in a nursing home) and idk what code this would be for a hospital (if there even is one) but how would the healthcare boys handle a code being called for a missing patient?

(@hermitdrabbles56)

Legend sighed, blowing some stray hair out of his face as he tapped his fingers on the desk. It was a fairly slow night in the ED, a pleasant surprise, though it made time practically crawl.

Legend had helped the tech restock all the supply carts in his pod, had reread all the notes in his patient’s charts, and still found himself with four hours of his shift left. He had two patients, one of whom was just waiting on lab results and the other was getting admitted and was waiting on a bed. He had absolutely nothing to do.

So when an alert popped up on the computer screen, he perked up with interest. He wondered if there was a fire alarm in a nearby building that has been activated. Instead, he saw security walking briskly, and he looked back at the screen with a little unease.

“Elopement?” He read out loud.

“Looks like,” Warriors commented as he came up beside him. “Came from 6 central, male in his twenties, brown hair, facial tattoos—”

Warriors stopped mid sentence, frowning. The realization dawned on him just as Legend jumped to his feet.

“That’s Twilight!”

The pair nearly tore out of the ED, asking a fellow nurse to watch their patients and making their way to the elevators. Legend was texting Twilight furiously while Wars updated everyone else who was at work.

Wild answered first. Wait the elopement is Twi?? Wth??? I’ll search the basement

“What is he thinking? It’s three in the damn morning!” Legend muttered to himself before yelping as he rounded a corner and slammed right into someone.

Twilight stumbled back unsteadily, throwing a hand out to catch himself. Warriors hastily jumped forward, catching their friend by the hand and guiding him to the floor. Legend reoriented and immmediately opened his mouth to snap at the tech-turned-patient when he got a good look at him.

Twilight was in a pair of pajama bottoms and his hospital gown, eyes glazed with confusion and bags sitting heavily underneath them. Legend knew his friend hadn’t been sleeping well during his hospital stay after his emergent appendectomy, but—

“Need to go home,” Twilight muttered.

“He’s freaking delirious,” the travel nurse groaned as Warriors put a steadying hand on Twi’s shoulder.

“We’ll help you, okay?” the war veteran said gently with a smile. “Let’s get up.”

As Warriors tried to help Twilight to stand, the tech jerked all of a sudden, landing a solid punch right to the nurse’s jaw. Warriors grunted, falling backwards as Legend yelled.

“What the hell Twi, calm down! It’s us!”

Twilight’s eyes were crazed now, and his breathing picked up exponentially before he stood and started to back away. Legend crouched by Warriors to check on him, and the latter waved him off with a groan.

“I’m okay,” he slurred as he rubbed his jaw. “Good grief he can throw a punch.”

“Twilight, you’re safe,” Legend tried to appease their friend as he hovered near Warriors protectively. “It’s us, Legend and Wars, your friends. You’re in the hospital.”

“Need to go home,” Twilight insisted.

“Twilight?”

Legend and Warriors looked behind their confused brother to see Time paused by the elevator.

“He’s delirious,” Warriors said before flinching.

“Shut your trap until I can get some ice on it,” Legend hushed him before continuing, “He’s confused and ran out of his unit and he hit Wars.”

Time stared at Twilight for a moment as the latter started to stumble in another direction, not noticing them anymore. The surgeon slipped easily into his path without touching him.

“Hey Link,” he greeted gently. “You want to go home?”

“Home,” Twilight insisted anxiously.

“Okay,” Time appeased. “Let’s take you home. Can you follow me home?”

When Legend rose to help, Time shook his head. “Look after Warriors.”

Warriors rolled his eyes. “He only punched me once. I’m fine.”

“How is it we get abused so much that we say stuff like that?” Legend moaned, rubbing his face in frustration. “I’ll take care of him, old man. Just don’t let Twi land a hit on you.”

As Legend helped Warriors stand, Time coaxed Twilight into an elevator. The young man paced the confined space uneasily, sometimes rounding on Time as if he had just noticed him. Time gave a reassuring smile and a gentle reminder each time. When they reached the sixth floor, the surgeon carefully guided the younger man down the hallway.

Twilight stopped just short of the doors. “I need to go home.”

“I’ll take you there,” Time reminded him for the eighth time. “It’s okay. You’re safe, Link.”

Twilight shifted uncomfortably before he looked at Time closely.

And then he randomly burst into tears, catching the surgeon off guard.

“Twilight—”

“Pa,” Twilight called pathetically, his voice shaking. “I—home—they said—where—”

Time stood there awkwardly for a moment, unsure what to do. He was nervous to get too close given what had happened to Warriors, and his interactions with patients was never when they were so delirious.

Maybe he should have let the nurses come along. They were better suited to handle this.

The surgeon shook his head. He could handle a delirious patient, especially Twilight.

Most especially because of the title he’d just called him.

Taking a breath and feeling his heart flutter with both warmth and anxiety, he stepped forward and held out a hand. “It’s okay, Link, I’m here.”

Twilight sniffled, stumbling into Time and disregarding his hand entirely. Time caught the boy with sharp reflexes and a surprised grunt before settling into a hug, whispering, “Shh, it’s okay. I’m here.”

They stood there together a moment, Time gently rocking them both as he spoke reassurances into his boy’s hair. Then, Twilight abruptly stumbled away, his tear stained face and puffy cheeks twisting in fright.

“There’s—he said to—someone’s in the corner—”

“Nobody’s in the corner, Link,” Time assured him. “It’s just you and me.”

After pointing out that no one else was nearby, and reminding him that they were going to bed at least twice, Time finally managed to convince Twilight to enter into the unit where his room was. His nurse immediately came forward alongside the charge nurse.

“I think he could use a sedative,” Time said with a smile.

“No kidding,” the frazzled looking nurse muttered. “LIP already put in for one. We’re working on getting a sitter but nobody’s available.”

Time shrugged as everyone coaxed Twilight back to bed. “I can stay with him.”

As the nurse brought him some supplies to keep himself occupied, he watched Twilight attempt to get out of bed again, setting off the bed’s alarm. He stood quickly as the nurse rushed in after having just left, and he coaxed the young man to settle once more.

After finally getting some ramelteon and seroquel, Time watched Twilight twist and turn in the bed and gently redirected his hands when he picked precariously at an IV.

Twilight glanced at him, and for a moment he looked like he recognized him. Then he reached out towards the surgeon, about to get up and set off the alarm again. Time stepped forward hastily, taking Twilight's outstretched hands in his own.

“You’re okay,” he said softly, stroking his boy’s fingers with his thumbs.

“W’nna go home,” Twilight whined sleepily.

Time watched him a moment longer and then sighed, bringing down the side rail of the bed so he could slip into it. Twilight moved over for a moment and then dazedly settled halfway on top of the surgeon, making him chuckle. After raising the railing once more, Time wrapped them both in blankets, holding Twilight close.

To think the kid could have gotten worse, to think his appendix could have burst, he could have gotten septic and died, all because he was too stubborn to come in until Wild called for help because he couldn’t carry him to a car.

Couldn’t carry him out of that hell hole the pair currently lived in.

“W’nna… home…” Twilight muttered sleepily, his breath tickling Time’s neck.

“Don’t worry,” Time soothed, rubbing his back. “I’ll take you home.”

To a real home, one without roaches, one without safety concerns, one with warm soft beds and food and animals that he loved so dearly. Twilight and Wild and their puppy were never going back to that motel.

“I’ll take you home,” he repeated as Twilight finally settled to sleep.

#you ask skye answers #lovely anon #lu in healthcare #I have never dealt with a code for elopements tbh #but I think generally in hospitals there’s a broadcast to security and probably on screens for employees to see #God bless you for working in a nursing home hon #I could never do it #anyway #lu warriors #poor guy’s gonna have a sore jaw for a day or so #lu legend #lu twilight #lu time #Time being a dad #Wild went to visit later #A sleep deprived patient = delirious patient and LET ME TELL YOU #delirium is no joke #and they often hurt themselves accidentally like pulling out IVs or falling #but they can also get aggressive #Twilight will remember absolutely none of this poor thing

[gonnahaveabigtalklater]

i think every RCM officer should be able to exchange silly little messages via Esprit De Corps. harry-based cop snapchat.

#since its a psychic thing you gotta be careful not to accidentally broadcast ur secret gay thoughts right into harry's skull #here are my additional headcanons for this already extremely specific nonsense scenario: #kim accidentally uploads ten thousand car pictures to the feed on his first day #judit is the funniest person ever when she wants to be. revachol meme queen #there used to be a thumbs-down option but SOMEONE kept abusing it #after the events of the DE game the Insulindian Phasmid can show up in the edc feed. she has incomprehensible tl;dr conversations w trant #cuno cannot use this function bc he is incapable of having a thought without immediately announcing it out loud #disco elysium

[spare-teeth]

Attention to my friends on Tumblr

This is a post I probably should have made a lot sooner, so I don't know who will see it now, but here I am. As you can probably tell by my inactivity, I'm not really able to be on Tumblr at the moment. I simply don't have the consistent access to the internet or a device to use it on for now. I hope I'll be able to come back eventually, but for now, I just won't be able to be online very frequently at all.

#broadcasting #my apologies to all the people I've accidentally ghosted

[furby-organist]

> Hears a car alarm go off

> Drums along with kitchen utensils

> Sings in the thickest most country music Southern accent, "♪ none of these hoes can touch me, and I won't touch none of these hoes, I dance in the club, eat cheese in the tub, and start fires at Traitor Joe's ♫"

#local broadcast #// this is a shoutout to his alternate who eats charcuterie in her bathtub and did make a video committing arson at Traitor Joe's #(her video got reposted to V*xHub and categorized as ARSON (M/F) and she thinks that's so funny. Accidental p*rn star Al Radiodemon) #(so yeah that's Alexa's little shoutout to her. hearable by anyone. he has no shame.)

[affectionteaming]

why are the flyers commentators better at pronouncing stützle than the sens ones

#sens lb #still not CORRECT but better #although yesterday i was accidentally watching the french broadcast and they pronounced it perfectly #so maybe i should just always watch sens games in french

[bilestat]

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#am I the only one who really isn’t a fan of the idea that Lestat can hear when Claudia and Louis talk to each other telepathically? #tbf i haven’t reread the article where Sam seemed to imply it in forever #but I remember assuming he just meant he could hear what they said cause Antoinette was telling him later and he just misspoke #or phrased it weird. like accidentally implied he could actually hear it #cause like. idk I always just assumed he could still talk to Louis in the start of ep2 because Louis’s transformation wasn’t complete yet #like he hadn’t fed on a human and hadn’t taken his first death sleep yet #and I know people claim he does it again later on when talking about the saloon in the coffins #but again I don’t think it was intended to be him broadcasting to Louis lol #but that’s just me personally #idk why I’m saying all this in the notes and not in the actual post #personal #to be deleted

[ragnars-tooth]

The car ride from uni to my parents house Should be 3 and a half hours. We've now been in the car 4 hours and still have 2 left 👍

#rangnar rambles #its not even traffic we are just lost #decided to take an accidental tour of every town on the south coast. yknow. for fun. with everything from my flat. #my father is blaming the satnav. but theres no way it Chose to ignore every piece of the motorway like that #this broadcast comes to you from the back seat between the canvases and the kitchen stuff 🫡

[fagsex]

whining im pure of heart i hate manslaughter. homicide is fine but i hate manslaughter

#emergency broadcast system #i am willing to murder like a bond villain but not accidentally

[eldritchships]

🌹🌹?? 👀

Sure thing!! The first is from a human Shockwave AU that I want to bake a little longer, and the second one is a little short, but it's the start of a Jason/Nikki confession story.

“Your impatience is likely to have both of us killed.” Shockwave notes. Flatline smiles again, a chuckle humming in his vocaliser. He looks down at Shockwave from his full height, and Shockwave’s hand twitches at the knowing look in his optics; He knows that Shockwave, like all humans, is made of flesh and bone, far more delicate than Cybertronian biology. It would be logical for Flatline to see him as a fragile source of entertainment, a pet at worst. Logical, but frustrating.

“You like having me around.” Flatline says with certainty. Shockwave watches him rifle through the holster attached to his hip, plucking one of the many liquid-filled cylinders between his clawed digits. Flatline turns the cylinder this way and that, examining the contents before his gaze falls back to Shockwave, and he lowers to a full kneel in the dirt. “I’m the only expert in Cybertonian biology who’s willing to help you.”

“You are temporarily useful to me.” Shockwave takes a step closer towards him, “That is an adequate reason to lower my defences.” The cylinder’s contents are bright blue, not unlike Flatline’s accents, but closer to liquid electricity. Bubbles of oxygen float to the surface when Flatline’s servo dips, presenting the object to Shockwave. Shockwave’s gaze is unmoving from the liquid, and he places a hand on the container’s surface. Because of his glove, it’s impossible to ascertain temperature, but the sensation of it is somehow enough to prove this is something promising. His voice lowers in volume when he asks, “What is it?”

“Energon.” Flatline replies.

~~~~~~~~

I love you.

The words zip past his ear like a wing beat. There one moment, gone the next. Jason looks up from his conjuration circle, blinking in confusion and disturbed concentration. The only other person in the room is Nikki, sitting in an armchair pushed against the wall to allow maximum room for Jason's spell. He's sitting horizontally across the chair, back turned, currently engrossed in his phone. Faint music grumbles from Nikki's precious headphones. His attention couldn't be any less on Jason, and the occultist frowns before returning to his previous task. He closes his eyes, focusing on the energy underneath his fingertips, the glowing chalk symbols drawn into the floor.

I love you.

Jason huffs and opens his eyes again, looking around the room once more with increased irritation.

#thank you for asking! #ShockLine #Crush tag #see not all of these WIPs are ShockLine ashdfjkgh #the human AU one feels a little underbaked to me so I'm going to have another crack at it #my writing #oh context - Nikki's a telepath. He's accidentally broadcasting thoughts

[faneth]

when everyone thought a character would die but they dont. call that diesnt

#accidentally spelled doesnt like that and had to broadcast it to the world

[royaletiquette]

ღ >8)c

let's get attractive | @hhemeraa

Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

"On top of Myles being a picture-perfect prince of an empire and my fiance, he's a whole ass General. It's so unfair, I'm really swinging up here! And knowing is completely different than seeing him in command. I mean his men would walk right off a cliff if they were told it was the right thing to do. He just has that kind of charism and stare and tone in his voice when he's barking people around. Oh the gods it's unfair."

#IDK I GOTTA DOCK POINTS SOMEWHERE for the part where hibis loud ass thoughts are an accidental broadcast system #now i do have to say. hibiya describing someone as a 'whole ass' anything i dont know the likelihood #but my brain doesn't know how else describe a whole ass general #/salutes/ 'general whole ass' #hhemeraa #v: reliving history }nightingale #fdlakjlj I'M SORRY SIGHING AND LONGING FOR THE MAN LIVING LIKE THREE DOORS DOWN FROM HIM I CANT BELIEVE THIS

[heartvisor]

:)

#krwizardblog #picked up watching this today while i was cooking #rinko is very cute btw! i keep accidentally calling her ''miku'' in my head though lol #i usually don't have much of any proper thoughts gathered until i watch the first five episodes of a season please take this haruto instead #krtext #3 transform! the live broadcast