#crashes a plane again

[thewanderingace]

Evan Buckley + The Significant Objects in his Coma Dream

9-1-1 6x11 "In Another Life"

#911edit #911 #911 fox #evan buckley #oliver stark #911 6x11 #my gifs #stephs stuff #911 3x02 #911 2x13 #911 2x18 #911 3x18 #911 1x04 #the day spent with chris and the tsunami #the day maddie defeated doug #buck crushed under the firetruck #the train derailment and seeing abby again #the plane crash that caused bobby to relapse #very interesting choices but all significant moments

[battle-subway-ghost]

Hey, dude, you need a vacation bad...whats your dream location and how many pepole would you want to take with you ? I'll send you in a private jet for taking care of my rattata

I really like the idea of flying somewhere without having to deal with other passengers but- with how my life's been im expecting that like. the damn thing would crash or, I dunno fly into one of those wormhole things I hear about. Not looking for that.

also the last time I took a "vacation" (by force. hardly a vacation.) I ended up 'joining' a cult, and that's how I got in this fucking situation in the first place. So I don't think this is a good idea all around LMAO

#asks #Anonymous #plus my pokemon get stressed from traveling and I cant just leave them with someone again. that was shitty of me last time. #pkmn irl #pokemon irl #rotumblr #rotomblr #pokeblogging #the unraveling arc #cult tw #plane crash tw #<- // You just never know #// queued post

[randombook4idk]

qrow when fighting with tyrian against clover causes clover's death

#im feeling salty after seeing this episode #i still like qrow and fair game but god what was going on #qrow and clover were throwing hands when TYRIAN was freaking next to them #i know that they were in a huge fight just seconds before the plane crashed #BUT THERES A LITERAL CRIMINAL WHO JUST CRASHED THE PLANE AND CAN PUT OTHERS IN DANGER #THE SAME CRIMINAL WHO ATTACKED QROW AND TEAM RRNJ BEFORE SO MAYBE YOU WOULD BE ON YOUR GUARD #AND NOT FIGHTING EACH OTHER AT THE MOMENT #what was going on in the writers room??????? #because of that clover's death didnt leave me feeling sad but rather annoyed and confused #then again i did get spoiled about his death but god damit i didnt expected it to be frustrating #rwde #rwby critical #rwby criticism

[ganondoodle]

i barely got any sleep and cried twice already, call it silly if you want, but yes its bc of the whole twitter thing, its crashing an burning and its doing it fast, trying to make people go to other websites im on has proven incredibly hard

its taken a huge toll on my mental health already, since i relied on twitter for alot of social interactions .. and it was the only website i ever gained a following that gave me a reach i never had before, not to discredit tumblr, i have been here twice as long as on twitter and love it dearly, but despite that have less than half of the followers, most inactive too, and the only posts that ever took off here where unfunny memes or self deprecating joke memes i now hate making altogether

i only really realized just how much it helped me with my chronic depression and isolation now that im about to lose it; the few friends i have now i found through twitter, despite twitter being rly unsuitable for comics, destiny has done much better there than here ..

i doubt i will ever get to the point i got over there anywehere ever again, i feel horribly powerless just watching a disgustingly rich manbaby run it all into the ground within such a short time

art is all i have, twitter was surprisingly the website i got the most recognition for it, felt like i reached people who cared about the same things i care about, ppl call it a hellsite just as much as ppl call tumblr a hellsite, but to be honest i have had very few bad interactions, most of which where more funny to me that hurtful

the fact that i can lose something so important to me so suddendly without being able to do jackshit about it is yet another thing to be horribly afraid of, as if i needed more things to be afraid of ...

#ganondoodles talks #i know its not gone yet #if you remove the pilots from a plane it wont crash and burn immediately #itll keep flying fo a bit but will inevitably hit the ground #no i have no hope of it being able to correct course in time #not with lil muskboi at the wheel #been going throguh some of my fav artist accounts to try and see if they posted about where else to find them but most dont #i guess i will just have to come to terms with the fact i will fall back into complete obscurity when it all goes down #perhaps it doesnt matte that much to others #but art and the people i have reached with it is the only thing that has kept me going #finding a bigger audience on twitter had helped me deal with my depression to a point i rarely had depressive episodes the way i used to #especially after losing my therapist #despite that i was doing much better these last few years than i ever had ever since i was a teen #i just hope i wont get suicidal again .. i was so glad to have grown past that

[vampqueers]

Owen should have died over mark

#greys anatomy #am I thinking about stopping watching the show after the plane crash again #yes yes I am #I stopped watching it the first time after the plane crash

[onekisstotakewithme]

plane crash

I was hoping someone would ask for this one, so thank you Sarah 🥰

plane crash is exactly what it says on the tin:

Somewhere in between "Evidence of Things not Seen" and "Life on Mars", Air Force One is on its way back from an economic summit in Japan when it crashes in a storm somewhere in the Pacific.

People onboard include the President and First Lady, the Deputy COS, the Press Secretary, the Deputy Communications Director, the First Lady's COS... and assorted members of the press (including Danny of course). All of them (those who survive the crash anyway!) are trying to survive on the island they crash on, while hopefully waiting for rescue... while back in DC, the people left behind are trying to find them/figure out what's next.

Featuring: Injuries, slow burn romance, characters wrestling with their personal demons, a sex cabana, and the redemption of John Hoynes.

Snippet:

This is a good sign, and Will can almost picture it – Josh younger and eager and willing to run out into the world and force the place to get better.

“So what happened?”

“Saw the President speak. Nashua.”

“That was all it took?”

Josh nods, leaning back in his chair, shakily, the panic seeming to have passed for now, undoing his tie with shaking hands, his eyes sliding closed.

“Thanks.”

Will’s knees are screaming in pain, throbbing in time with his hands, but he just awkwardly pats Josh on the knee, before collapsing back onto the carpet, the room spinning above him.

He’s learned that it’s an open secret in Washington that Rosslyn screwed the senior staff up but good, and Josh had taken the brunt of it.

But seeing the proof – the scars on Josh’s chest, the terror in his eyes that Will has only seen to date in veterans – is a whole different ballgame.

“How’d you know what to do?”

“Elsie used to have panic attacks when she was a kid,” Will says, feeling like he’s just run a marathon. “But really, I was just winging it.”

Josh huffs a little, almost amused, before falling silent again.

Will sits up, a little too fast, his head starting to spin again.

“We should see if anyone else-.”

But his throat closes up at the thought.

They can’t be the only two left here alive – wherever here is.

Josh nods, but Will can already sense he’s slipping back into the dark place he was only moments ago.

Will tries to muster the energy to stagger to his feet, but the door opens just then, Amy limping in with the help of CJ’s assistant, Carol, who seems a little green around the gills as she helps Amy over to Will’s seat.

“Are you guys okay?” Carol asks, looking from Will to Josh with a worried look on her face.

“We’re fine. You?”

“We’re fine too,” Amy says, a little weakly.

“Has anyone seen the President?”

It’s an awkward question, and Will hates to ask it, but it’s important too.

“Mrs. Bartlet was going to find him, right before…”

“I’m sure he’s fine,” Carol says, before putting a hand on Amy’s shoulder. “I’m going to go find CJ, alright?”

“Thanks, Carol.”

“Be careful,” Will calls, and Carol flashes him a grateful smile before disappearing.

“You boys enjoy the ride?” Amy asks.

“I knew there was a reason I hated flying,” Will says, to no one in particular, but he manages to pull himself to his feet.

#this has roughly 15k so far?? #it's kicking me in the kidneys as any fic should #thank you again Sarah!! 💜 #plane crash

[bitegore]

i do not want to go to class.

#red rambles #i got ten minuets to fuck around then i gotta hit the road. and i think. i wish my plane crashed again

[grabyourpillow]

I often think about the very specific sets of circumstances in which friendships are sometimes created and how they will by design never be replicated again

Like college friends you can just sit quietly together and get work done with. Friends who hate to cook and practically live in your home because you like to cook but like to cook for people more. Introvert friends who live in your building and share their little special interests with you because they don't have to go out to see you. Classmates who you can commiserate about classes about and realize while working on a project that they're actually pretty cool. Abroad friends you get stranded in a foreign country together with. Summer friends who know where you built your treehouse in the dunes, and where the waves are strongest at the beach you go to—

and then that year is over and class is over and uni is over and that part of your life is over and you can sometimes see the people again and you meet over coffee and over a restaurant and it's nice but it's only a glimpse of the self you got to know in between the seconds of daily life, the whole world of a person you know there is underneath all the layers of stifled social conventions and we still love each other but we'll never know one another the same way again

#tumblr #misc #like i had a friend who #she hates going out unless you pspspsps her with food #she laughs a lot and there is a twinkle of curiosity in her eyes about anything and everything #loves to eat hates to cook #we just spend evenings together and got work done and then we would watch my prodigal friend #i dyed her hair #we watched plane crash documentaries and ballet #and now it's... tougher to see her because well. we don't live together anymore and she really does hate going out #and i love her the same and i just... there won't be another opportunity to come together like this again in the forseeable future

[mawofthemagnetar]

there are lots of theories about the plane crash rn, my main one is that the federation (the shadowy organization controlling the island and not letting the players leave) was involved in the plane crash somehow, probably actively sabotaging the plane. i think the pilots could also be involved, bc the plane was supposed to be going to france and somehow ended up on the island, which is supposedly at point nemo, the point in the ocean furthest from all land, and if they were going to france then they should’ve been nowhere near there. however its also worth mentioning that the fact that the island is actually at point nemo is kind of iffy, bc as ocean nerd apollos-boyfriend mentioned in a post, the whole thing about point nemo is that it’s the furthest point from any land, if there was an island there then it would no longer be that. it could be just suspension of disbelief fantasy logic, or bc the info about the location came from sofia, a hyper intelligent ai built by maximus using plans he got from a strange shadowy figure who claimed to want to help them escape the island, the info could just be completely false and sofia might be infected by a virus or something that affects the information she tells the players (or she could be evil but i love her and i tolerate no sofia slander). so all in all, it’s a lot of theorizing and speculation and we just don’t know enough yet

the official video shows a chicken shitting out an egg that gets sucked into the plane engines though. which is funny, but not good for lore

so that’s basically a simplified version of it, sorry for the infodump im just obsessed with qsmp rn lol

Thanks for the breakdown!

I can't speak to going to point Nemo, but. How? Like literally, how? How the hell did they get approval for that flight path? Deviations aren't some minor thing, and having just checked their flight path, they're running a serious risk of running out of fuel over the Pacific Motherfucking Ocean. You know, a Minor Issue (/extreme sarcasm.)

Getting back onto the engines, though...

I'm only going off what I saw in the video, which was the chicken egg going into the engine. If the plane was truly in the cruise, most birds wouldn't be anywhere near that altitude- on top of that, plane engines, as I've said, are tested by firing an entire frozen chicken into them and if they blow up, they're not allowed to be installed on planes.

On top of that, planes are designed to fly with only one engine, and from what we saw, the plane was in stable, level flight with one fully functional engine at the time of the egg ingestion- there is less than zero reason the plane should have rolled over into a catastrophic dive short of a deliberate input from the pilots or some secret third thing I'm not aware of.

So all this being sabotage by this 'federation' or by the pilots or both is honestly kind of plausible, because the entire crash, based on what I saw, makes less than zero sense.

Thanks for the breakdown! This was fun to read!

#I still can't get into QSMP because again. my brain. streams. no likey #but thank you! #answered ask #QSMP #the plane crash

[whumpcereal]

whumptober, day twelve: "mayday, mayday!" | cave in | rusty nail

Have a little historical whump one-off, with Jimmy the ill-fated ball turret gunner. We'll be back to our regularly scheduled Jack, Joe, Tommy, and Will very soon, but today's prompt was a hard one for those boys.

content warnings for: character death, hurt/comfort, plane crashes, meditations on war, adult language

one shot, the mechanics of letting go

“Oh, fuck! Mayday, mayday, MAYDAY!” 

Jimmy can hear the crackling message through his headset, but it’s the sharp drop of his gut that really clues him in that things are about to go south. Literally. The plane lists suddenly and starts to dive. The fuselage’s belly is wrapped in black smoke, and even surrounded by the glass of his ball turret, Jimmy can’t see a fucking thing.

He doesn’t need his eyes to know they’re going down. 

“Are we hit?” Jimmy screams into his mouthpiece. “Bert, Parker, are we hit?” 

There’s no reply. The engines whir above him, their buzz so loud that Jimmy feels like his ears are full of bees. His body rattles as the plane jars, and he grips the controls. There’s nothing to shoot at, not when you’re falling out of the sky, but it’s steadying somehow. 

“Only two things fall from the sky, James,” his father said before he left. “Bird shit and assholes. You might be one of those two things, but I doubt it.” 

He shook Jimmy’s hand like they were strangers, and he’d tried to smile, his watery blue eyes betraying his fears. 

Jimmy wonders what his father will say when the War Department knocks on his door. He should understand. He did his fair share of dog fighting in the Great War. But still, he’d told Jim he wasn’t sure it had been worth it. 

“I fought so you wouldn’t have to. What’s wrong with the world, son? Why don’t we ever learn?” 

Gravity claws at the bomber now, and Jimmy feels the pressure in his back molars. He feels like the ground might be in spitting distance. Still, there’s no one on the radio, no call to bail out. Even if he heard one, he might not have time to scrabble for his chute; there’s not enough room in the turret to keep it on. 

Jimmy’s eyes catch on the photo wedged inside the metal edge of his porthole. Annabeth, her lips painted dark and her blue eyes smiling, even in black and white. He closes his eyes, just for a second, and he sees her as she was the night before he left: the arch of her back against his cheap jersey sheets, the way her hair tumbled free and wreathed his pillow in red curls. The taste of her. The smell. Like powder and peaches and brown butter.  

“Don’t be a hero, Jim,” she told him. “You come back to me.”

She took his hand and pressed it against the nascent swell of her belly.

“Come back to us.” 

He’d kissed the soft skin next to her navel and promised he wouldn’t let her down.

Another engine blows, but Jimmy keeps hold of the guns. He closes his eyes again and forces himself to breathe, even as the plane hurtles lower. 

There’s no exercise in basic training to prepare a guy for this. The mechanics of a crash, sure. The mechanics of letting go, not so much. 

“Do you know, Jimmy,” his mother said before she went, “I like to think that when I see you in heaven, you’ll be two-years-old again. I couldn’t hold you enough then. It’s something they don’t tell you–the way you’ll miss your children when they grow. Will you let me hold you in heaven?” 

He was thirteen then. It hadn’t seemed manly to agree. But Jimmy knew now. He would let her hold him. If Mama’s arms were what was waiting on the other side, he would fall into them gladly. 

He wonders if she will be glad to see him. Or will she be disappointed? Will she ask him why he came so soon? 

The earth is close, it must be, and the plane feels like it’s tumbling faster. 

“Parker! Bert!” Jimmy cries into his mouthpiece. “Anyone?” 

He’s used up precious seconds he did not have shouting into the void, waiting for an order that will not come. There’s only one order that matters in situations like these, and it isn’t Bert’s. 

The smoke ebbs, and Jimmy can see the ground. A carpet of green, with trees growing suddenly larger, like some kind of Wonderland trick. 

It would be beautiful if it weren’t going to smash him to a pulp in a matter of seconds. 

The turret kisses the trees, and Jimmy braces himself. 

He can’t answer his father’s question: he doesn’t know what's wrong with the world or how a skinny kid who still has spots on his skin can find himself hurtling toward death in a flying fortress a million miles from home. 

He isn’t a hero, and he did not try to be, but still: I’m sorry, his heart whispers to Annabeth’s. He knows he let her down. 

But there’s a breath, just before the turret finds the ground, before the metal and glass cave in around him. Before he goes. 

In that breath, he hears his mother. 

Oh, Jimmy. I’m so glad to see you again. 

He doesn’t feel the slice of glass shards when the turret shatters or heft of the twisted metal when the fuselage comes down on top of him. He is not broken, and he is not cold. 

Jimmy is small and warm, and he is wrapped in his mother’s arms.

#whumptober 2022 #no.12 #mayday mayday #cave in #oc #fic #character death #hurt/comfort #plane crashes #meditations on war #adult language #say hello to jimmy #a cutie patootie that you will never see again #because he's dead

[widowshill]

victoria winters

#she got that elizabeth swann kiss of death #Burke: plane crash (rip king im still holding out hope) #Jeff: pseudo zombie / ghost. hanged once (negated). ripped back into the 18th c again. #Barnabas: undead. killed in 1897 that I know of and future fate idk yet #Frank Garner: missing. possibly disbarred for legal malpractice representing the Collinses #Roger: alive after two narrow escapes from patricide (so far) #➤ victoria winters. ┊ because she’s lost and lonely. because she looks in shadows. #rog has the same energy of ‘once was quite enough’ in AWE. #🤚 that’s ok I’ve already had two marriages to women that almost killed me

[achilleslyre]

going back home today.. done 1/2 flights now just waiting for my next.. bout a 2 and a half hr layover

#hopefully i can draw again as i wait #but i’m exhausted cause i got 2hrs of sleep and left to get to the airport at like 5am and it’s almost 11 but i still have to wait till #about 3ish before i get home and can crash ✋😭 #i haven’t eaten yet (other than plane biscuits) and i’m wondering whether i should stick it out or pay airport cost to get smth to eat.. #much to consider #jitter bugs u

[emphasisonthehomo]

Me on the Mayday: Air Disaster! youtube channel, squinting at the thumbnail to try and remember if its an episode they've already posted, or a new one-

#aron's opinonion #aviation #they just re-upload the same fucking episodes over and over again #but sometimes it's a new one #and of course sometimes they mention the flight in the description #but most of the time its just like #how did TWO PLANES wind up on the SAME RUNWAY at the SAME TIME??? #FIERY DISASTER leads to WORST CRASH in HISTORY #but when it's PILOT SUCKED OUT OF COCKPIT WINDOW you do know exactly which one it is

[cloneboywonder]

#I gave my mommy a bartskull for her car and she hung it up right away :3 #my student cancelled so I didn’t go hang out so I just went right to my moms and we went to Starbucks and to a couple stores #and then we went home and planned costume stuff #and I wanted a hair cut so bad and the only appointment they had was like IMMEDIATELY so we left and then me and my mom both got one #we look so good I love her #and then we went and got lunch w her husband my buddy and then I hung out w Andy and we watched law and order I love barba I love making #like ytp sounds when he comes on screen and andy repeats them I love goofer to goofer interactions #and my mom was tired so she went to sleep while we watched and then when she got up we started costume stuff for real #we have like 3 of the pieces half done but we need to go get a special foot for the sewing machine or something #idk she’s the genius I’m just there #me and Lydia are gonna look so so so insane at the Boston concert I’m so excited #I need to make a bunch more bracelets I want to just give them away again #and it stormed super bad on the way home I was worried my car was going to get struck by lighting and I was scared I was going to crash #and I was crying so then I was more worried I was going to crash but I was fine and also I got gas I hate pouring gas they need ppl that #like pump it for you bc I don’t want to anymore #ough tk mom is waking up so early and I told her to call me so I will also get up early bc I need to most time possible to costume work #bc I have to be on a plane in like 6 days lol WITH THAT COSTUME in my suitcase #ough okay I love personal diary posting my apologies #my posts #byeeee byebye :-)

[vitamin-zeeth]

there's a train track nearby my house and every night without fail I hear a long freight train go by and every night without fail I go this is it there's a plane about to crash into my house that right there is the noise of a plane failing from.the sky and into my house.

#and then it stops and i go oh it was just a train again thats crazy its always a train and never a plane crash thats so weird #huh maybe i should just start assuming train #and then the next night it happens again and i go oh fuck its gotta be a plane crash this time #wet floor sign

[piplupod]

i hope all men with loud vehicles die forever amen

#i hate when i am just about to fall asleep and then one goes roaring through the neighbourhood #i hope you crash your vehicle so disastrously that they have to do a dental examination to identify your body. god bless us all. #literally what is the pointttt you are a fucking unevolved ape. you make loud noise to impress mates. thats fucking monkey behaviour #are cishet women actually impressed by loud vehicles. because idk if they are. genuinely no clue fsjdkl #it just makes me irritated like fsdjkl wow congrats on wrecking the earth faster ig 👍very cool that u have ur parents money to burn on gas! #i hope u get an extra big allowance this month to replace the wheels that u burn rubber with lol #anyways. i will not be making horrific death threats again anytime soon sorry fsdjkl i just got very upset at one outside #it lasted almost a full 90 seconds going thru the whole fucking neighbourhood as loud as a plane #killing them. it is midnight. what are you doing. go mudding or smth instead u dickhead ppl are trying to sleep #(actually maybe dont go mudding bc thats worse for the environment) #pippen needs 2nd breakfast