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unexpectedbrickattack · 11 months
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Waitin for this damn plane to take off
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gentlemanjester · 1 year
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Okay, the movie Anger Management starring Adam Sandler. I don’t hate this movie quite as much as the Darren Shan one, but I recently realised just how fucked up the premise of the movie is. 
So, there’s a guy who’s uncomfortable with kissing his girlfriend in public. He goes on a trip, ends up getting sit next to someone who’s very annoying. He asks the stewardess for some headphones to watch the movie, she claims it’s assault, he gets tased by the onflight police dude they have in movies. The guy is assigned anger management and his counsellor is the annoying dude from the plane who moves in with him, and basically drives him insane. And then main dude learns that his girlfriend is cheating on him with the annoying dude. 
So, main dude finds out his girlfriend and annoying dude at a big sports event, then the girlfriend says “yeah, if you want me back, you gotta kiss me in front of everyone” and it turns out the entire thing was a ruse. The annoying dude, the anger management torture, the fake cheating angle, it was all so he would kiss his girlfriend in public. 
That is so insanely fucked up. Like that main dude is a fuckin’ idiot for sticking with that insane bitch. If your partner drives you mad and gaslights you just to force you to do something you’re uncomfortable doing, you get the fuck outta there and run for your life. Not to mention that it probably cost WAY more money to set up this entire plan than it would be to just get the guy some therapy for whatever makes him uncomfortable with public displays of affection. 
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frilly2023 · 9 months
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Frilly on Flight 😃😍🤪😭🙏🏻🖐🏻🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♀️🤰🏼🤱🏼👩🏼‍🍼🫃🏼👘👒🌈⚡️⛈️❤️‍🔥🥩🍼🛩️📸😢🧬🩻🪆🖼️🪞🪄🎀🚼🚼🚼🚼🚼🚼🚼🚼🚼🚼🤣
Now, planes! They have always been a place for some deepest crying. At the airports. They always let the families watch the planes until around when I grew up, age 18 or 19 possibly?
Frilly the little baby girl, slender with curving white hair and sparkling blue eyes so sweet. She was in the back on one side looking out. Her spine was hurting her. She was onflight with Andre Rieu and his orchestra. She was in a crib on the floor, and you could see her looking out from the side. She was flat on her crotch and tummy, her spine hurting and sagging at the floor of the little crib on the floor in the back on one side. Her hands, which were strong and poofy, always hurt in the poof and so were there laying on the floor holding her up like yoga perched with her sweet feeble little chest up. She was looking out with her blue eyes filled with wonder. Her hair was hanging down. She felt naked in a simple plain babydress down to her lower leg limbs at about the middle. It was actually hard, thick, and pressed. It fit her dreamy mood. It was black with flowers, mostly pink and white. It had thick, strong, crisp white lace at the base and collar and her long sleeves. She had thick white stockings and knee high knit thick white socks. She had black dress shoes, a bit shiny with thick straps and kinda big buckles. She had jewels around her neck and wrists. She had her babybangs to her fair tan eyebrows. Her hair was tied up and swirled in strands with thin ribbons and jewels hanging from it. It was white and curling down to between her nipples and the top of her little cute bust. She was so tiny. She was reveling in being alone here and in this way.
Andre Rieu, a substantial man, believes in doing everything himself , like a king, as only one could. “Frilly!” He said sweetly out of nowhere and somewhat stern, “What are you doing!” and he got cross. “You are little and alone with the girls of the orchestra. Also, you cannot move, you’re back! Look! and you are completely out, now! You cannot even use your little baby hands. I’m putting on gloves!” He lifted her dangling injured body to him. She could still move her legs and thrusted her crotch on him. Since she was a little baby, he grabbed it with his hand and sit it there supported. He held in her back and sat with the other men at the front. He got one of her warm coats on her and a long hat, a bright velvet blue. He slid the gloves over her poofy little fingers with pink square girly nails, which were visible “no longer.” She had no whites on her nails (nor her covered toenails with her foot coverings) since she cut them every 3 days. She jerked her arms and flapped them playfully yet rather gently at him and he cuddled her in to him. She got a bottle and some meat to eat.
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touchdownaviation · 3 years
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Baggage carry on essentials #flight #bags #onflight #touchdown1100 https://www.instagram.com/p/COFr5B1pEwbULG3QxsiIa3PpB51JMF_hg1XijA0/?igshid=wwl8s7xd7oev
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sumnersuzanne · 4 years
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That one time I got to watch beauty and the beast on a plane. . . . #latergram #beautyandthebeast #disney #airplane #flights #movies #onflight #entertainment #forever12 #imanadult https://www.instagram.com/p/B5kVnehFzaP/?igshid=1s54ril26hmfi
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zhoooouyc · 5 years
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#Finland welcomed me with this amazing #sunset #helsinki #onflight #norwegianair #travel #backpacking #day4 https://www.instagram.com/p/BzENvQ-nrMqOKGiFXh4N2NOPNvmi6uXnfQGRoM0/?igshid=10rfhe4ftt50t
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folombas · 5 years
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In long-haul Aeroflot airplanes, a good modern onboard multimedia system is mounted in the backs of each seat. I really liked to follow the altitude and speed, as well as where we are flying at the moment .. #aeroflot #multimedia #set #entertainmentcenter #monitoring #onflight #flying #outside #home #flight В дальнемагистральных самолётах "Аэрофлота" в спинках каждого кресла вмонтирована хорошая современная бортовая мультимедийная система. Мне очень нравилось следить за высотой и скоростью, а также, где мы летим в данный момент.. #аэрофлот #мультимедиа #наборту #развлекательныйцентр #мониторинг #всамолёте #полет #внебе #домой #перелет https://www.instagram.com/p/Bx_14nPhTvq/?igshid=1on2zmsdzqpx6
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jennyjanemii · 7 years
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436 miles away from home #onflight #work #worklife #sky #skyporn (at Chiang Rai International Airport)
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The Island
Fingel Von Frings took a deep drag of his cigar and exhaled smoke against the glass that allowed him to see into the cryo chamber while the people inside couldn’t see out.
Cassell medical personnel wrapped in thick cloth hazmat suits with protective helmets and visors worked quickly to secure Tom Allman for transport. His thick claws were wrapped in cut proof mittens. HIs arms were twisted tight in a straight jacket. On top of that, thick straps reinforced with kevlar tied his arms together. Finally, a helmet faced with a titanium alloy cage  was fitted over his head.
There was no point in wasting any more serum on this young man. He had passed the point of no return. 
As the Vice Chancellor, he’d only had the responsibility to sign off on his expulsion from Cassell. He didn’t have to be here. But he always made it a point to see off every student who left academy without an official ceremony.
A wheeled metal coffin was rolled in. On the count of three, the medics lifted his body and placed him inside, closing the lid. A pneumatic pump, sealed it with the push of the button and the glass that showed his sleeping face inside was frosted over as liquid nitrogen filled the tubing in the metal casket dropping the temperature inside. At this point, all of his body processes would cease functioning.
Fingel took a deep breath and let it out.
Footsteps approached him. Mr. Baldwin, the head of the executive department came up to him and held out a stack of papers. He stared at it. He was starting to hate those 8 x 10 white sheets as much as he hated doing his classwork.
But after a seconds hesitation, he took it from Baldwin’s hands and started to flip through it. “Runes, in Norton Hall?”
“First I’ve heard of it. Of course, it’s not the strangest thing I’ve heard. We scanned the entire place. No sign of any runes.”
“Have it tested for Longwei.” He pulled a pen from his pocket. It gleamed golden, a diamond at its head. He signed his name and handed the papers back to him.
“Yes, sir.”
“How is she?”
“Emotional.”
Fingel turned to him and stared coldly, his hands in his pockets. “What emotions.”
“Sadness, betrayal, distrust...”
“Has she talked to anyone?”
“She refuses all visitors. She believes Tom is dead. I’m fine with that. No one ever comes back from that island.”
“Does she want to leave?” Fingel began to walk out of the medical ward, still puffing on his cigar.
“She hasn’t said that. She hasn’t called her parents either.”
The chill wind from the rotors of a helicopter tossed Fingel’s golden hair about his face. The coffin was wheeled from the high security facility and into the open cargo bay of the helicopter.
“That’s strange. She talks to them every day...”
“Yes, her father has called the main office several times asking to speak with her. No word from her mother though.” Baldwin said this casually.
Of course, Fingel and Carli - otherwise known as Meixiu - talked frequently and Baldwin knew this. She had to be informed of new patients admitted to the island. “Do you want to know her opinion on the situation?”
“I do actually!” Though he was raising his voice to shout above the roar of the helicopter engine, Fingel could still hear the anger in his voice.
The machine lifted off and gained in altitude before swinging its nose to point towards the northwest and speed out of sight.
Once it was quiet enough to speak normally. “I want to know how long she plans to continue this cruel exercise. It would have been much easier to just expel him and put a bullet in his head. Which is what I suggested from the outset! And what I suggested after he went berserk and almost killed her the first time!” “Well, you went against your own orders the first time...” Fingel was quick to correct him.
“Which... I sincerely regret.”
Fingel turned to face him directly. “Why? What gave you hope the first time that has left you now?”
“There was a theory. I’d say it’s more of a myth than a theory. It stemmed from the report of Akira and Kogure Sakurai. Those two unstable Hybrids were part of the Devil Clan and had dangerous bloodlines. Both of them were held in the black jails run by Hydra until they escaped. Kogure, however, never harmed anyone, and Akira, after running on a spree of rape and murder, suddenly stopped.”
“The common denominator of the two was personal attachments. Kogure was attached to Chimei Gen. It was only after she felt that she had lost him that she finally gave in to her blood. And Akira had given in to his blood until he met a girl on the subway, which was actually an undercover agent for Hydra. He switched from killing every woman he met, to trying to protect her.”
“Ah... the power of love and friendship!” Fingel said without any mocking tone.
“Of course, this has been impossible to study. But when I saw how attached Ru’Yi was, I hoped she could act as a restraint for him. I knew this also posed a danger, so I put her under constant surveillance. But... this only served to put her in danger. The result was the same. She’s in the hospital, and he’s her mother’s guinea pig. The results were the same for Akira and Kogure as well.”
Fingel raised his hand and put it on Baldwin’s shoulder without looking at him. “Science has progressed and will progress. Even if he is a guinea pig, it may be one on the road to a solution.”
“We have a solution... Vice Chancellor.” He shrugged off his hand. “She just doesn’t want to accept it.”
Mr. Baldwin left Fingel to make the slow and long walk back to his office in the drifting snow.
The helicopter traversed the continental United States, briefly stopped for fuel in LA and lifted off again over the endless blue ocean of the Pacific. Eventually, the sun set and the pilot only had the instruments to go by. According to the official maps, there was no island on the coordinates. The helicopter was headed for a deadzone. The pilot turned the navigation to auto and stood up, walking back to the cargo bay.
The pilot removed the heavy flight helmet, revealing falling cascade of ebony hair which she shook out and ran her hands through.
Mai Sakatoku then reached into the onflight fridge for a can of beer which she opened and took a sip. “You make for quiet company.” 
She leaned over to see into the window of the coffin. The young man’s eyes were still closed, frozen in place by tears that couldn’t be shed. She lightly tapped the glass with a delicate fingernail. “You and Miss Chu’s daughter, hm?” 
She leaned against the coffin, her mind going back to the countless so called boyfriends of the past. “I suppose it’s fitting. Her father was also a berserker, before he fell head over heels for a certain dragon. And in the end, that was what saved his life.”
“She never got to tell you the story, because she doesn’t know it. In fact, I think it’s just me, my fellow Nanny and Mingfei Lu that know the end of that story.”
“Let’s hope yours ends a bit differently.”
There was no signal out here. So Mai had to content herself with whatever she had already downloaded on her phone, bingewatching her favorite movies and K-dramas. Meanwhile, she kept a close eye on the casket, making sure the temperature was kept cold enough to keep this guy from waking up.
A sudden alarm shook her from her reverie. She stood and went to the cockpit. Another plane, flying low, almost out of radar range but nearly directly below her. “Ah... we have a curious jet?”
She tried to get a picture of it, but it appeared invisible against the dark waves of the ocean. “Cloaking technology?”
Her eyes narrowed. This was no normal inquiry from a nation-state. Few nations could approach this level of high tech on a plane. Hybrids were higher functioning physically. The technology they surrounded themselves with was likewise ahead of human technology. 
That made this jet fair game. She did not change trajectory. Instead, she reached for a large gun on the back of the the plane. She hoisted to her shoulder with a soft grunt and strapped it to herself. She then hooked herself to the interior of the helicopter and opened the door.
The ferocious wind was enough to tear her away from the helicopter and she grit her teeth and let go. She was like an out of control kite, fluttering precariously in the wind. It was like being on the worst carnival ride. Still her powerful muscles braced themselves and forced the sight to her eyes. It wouldn’t do to have any reports getting out about the island.
She aimed directly for the cockpit of the jet. A tiny target to be sure. She took her time fluttering back and forth. Eventually her mind caught the rhythm of the wind, the speed of the aircraft, and linked it to the knowledge of the speed of the missile. She aimed at a spot far ahead and after a few more seconds, she pulled the trigger.
There was a bright flash of light. She blinked and the target had disappeared. She imagined the pilot getting vaporized instantly, the instrumentation getting blown apart. She turned her head to look, there wasn’t so much as a ripple that could remain in the open ocean.
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notchocheese · 3 years
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I've been trying for the past hour to make a post about this game that's on Kickstarter rn that I thought looked promising but Tumblr keeps eating it and I don't have the energy to remake it AGAIN so here's my pitch.
You like space? You like LGBT characters? You wanna BE a spaceship? Check out A Long Journey to an Uncertain End. In it, you're a spaceship running away from an abusive ex (your old AI therapist or some shit) by collecting a ragtag crew, taking jobs, and calling in favours. Tumblr might kill me if I add photos but one of the crewmates uses they/them pronouns, one is an older badass woman, and your onflight AI companion is a program called C.O.R.G.I. that uses ze/zir pronouns.
The Kickstarter has 18 days left (as of Feb 13th 2021) and it looks really really good. If this sounds interesting, please click the embedded link above and check out the actual page.
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zzapzzaptasers-a · 3 years
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✦✦✦ gimme three!
mun facts
- I, to this day, can recite the entire animated Beauty and the Beast movie from memory. Once, when I was like three and my family was going to visit my mother’s parents in Germany, BatB was the onflight film and I just outloud was reciting the whole thing and the people on the plane complained about me and the fight attendant told them to shut up lmao I was the child I can’t stand now, and I am fully aware of that hypocrisy
- I literally said this on facebook yesterday but like, if I could fuck any historical figure I would absolutely choose Rasputin and I do not have any shame on that point.
- have I told the story about how I got punched by a kangaroo once on tumblr? I know I’ve told it on facebook several times.
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sovengardeswag · 4 years
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You Doing a Breeding Project onFlight Rising?
Well if you are, and you need water eyes, you’ve come to the right place. I’m currently offering nest rentals and have all five nests open. I’m Samlucky16 on Flight Rising, and my nests are open to all for the price of 25 gems per nest. Details are available on my thread here
https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/baz/2897398#post_2897398
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tropictank · 3 years
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Healthy and colourful planted aquarium with beautiful Celestial pearl danio fish. If their habitat clean and healthy, you will enjoy every moment of fish keeping. . . #aquarium #aquariumfish #aquariumhobby #plantedtank #plantedtanks #plantedaquarium #freshwaterfish #freshwateraquarium #aquascape #aquascaper #aquascaping #natureaquarium #planted #fishkeeping #fishtank #naturetank #aquaartpl #onfcorner #onflight #co2art #dennerle #aquarius (at Toronto, Ontario) https://www.instagram.com/p/CIk_kKNJr3y/?igshid=s1ocw3twbeb
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tooaruki · 5 years
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飛行機雲ができるまで✈️ #飛行機雲 #contrail #ana #nh231 #narita #brussels #flight #onflight #trip #travel #sky https://www.instagram.com/p/BsSYQaMnxk1/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ae4jl92meog7
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federicomalerba · 3 years
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"In Volo sul Mar Mediterraneo" ✈️ . . . . . . #involo #onflight #mare #foto #dallenuvole #fotografia #photo #photos #panorami #dallalto #fotografie #photography #sea #mediterraneo #marmediterraneo #dallaereo #fromabove #pics #picoftheday #picture #pictures #photooftheday #pictureoftheday #fotografo #photographer #fotografi #photographers #federicomalerba #federicomalerbafotografo #malegroup https://www.instagram.com/p/CHA_gMIsMb3/?igshid=rgm4qbvcu0qt
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dephloveu · 6 years
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是本會讓人愛不釋手的書📘 #enjoylifetothemax #alwaysloveyourselfmore #yolo #nomoreregrets #goodread #解憂雜貨店 #回歸文青生活 #看書 #動動腦筋 #看書能讓人放鬆 #看書能讓人靜下心思考 #看書能讓人平靜 #看書能讓心情變好 #機上最好的消磨時間法 #onflight
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