This is a five-hour-long plane ride, we’re sitting together and you’re deathly afraid of flying.
The man sitting on Bucky’s side is very attractive. Now, this is Bucky’s very first time sitting in first class (he got bumped from a previous flight and got an upgrade because of it), so he doesn’t necessarily know the rules, but it probably should’ve occurred to him that the seat would also come with a view. It never occurred to him that the beautiful people would be in first, but he also never stopped to look around, given that he always had to hustle back to coach carrying a roll-aboard carry-on that is always a little too overstuffed to fit in the overhead compartment, but which he tries to shove in anyway.
In first class there are beautiful men and the flight attendant shoved his bag in for him.
What a life.
Bucky wonders whether he should make conversation, but decides against it when he really looks at the guy. Sure, he’s practically from the pages of <i>Sports Illustrated</i>, but he also looks nervous — chewing on his lip, balling his hands into fists then releasing them. It’s probably best that Bucky just focuses on which of the many movie options available to him he should watch during the flight. It’s a long one, about five hours, so he’ll probably be able to fit in two movies if he doesn’t fall asleep. (Bucky doesn’t plan on falling asleep, since this is probably the one time in his life that he will enjoy the luxuries of first class and he doesn’t want to miss a moment.)
But Bucky is surprised when the guy turns to him. “Hi,” he says.
“Hi,” Bucky responds. The man’s teeth are so straight and white that he looks like he could’ve stepped right out of a Crest commercial.
“How are you?” the man asks, sounding a little forced. Bucky glances down; the man is holding onto the armrest so hard that his knuckles are turning white.
“I’m great,” Bucky responds, a little squeakier than intended. “You?”
“I’ve been better,” he says, frowning. He turns forward again. “Do you think I could get some water?” he asks, not like he’s asking Bucky to get it for him, but like he’s genuinely confused as to whether he can get some water.
“I’m sure you can,” Bucky says. Seeing that this guy is probably not really used to flying like this (not that Bucky is, either), Bucky undoes his seatbelt and stands up. A flight attendant notices him immediately, and Bucky gives her a little wave.
“What’re you…” the man says, then folds into himself a little when the flight attendant arrives. “Hi,” he says.
“Hi there,” she says, giving the man a bright smile, then one to Bucky. “Can I help you with something?”
“My seat mate and I would like some water, if you don’t mind,” Bucky says with the biggest smile he can muster. He thinks it’d probably be less awkward for the guy if he asks for some, too.
“Of course, it’ll be just a second,” she says, heading back to that secretive area where flight attendants make magic happen.
“Thank you,” the man says.
“No sweat,” Bucky responds. “I’m Bucky, by the way.”
“You nervous about flying?” Bucky asks.
Steve nods. “It’s been a while, and the last plane I was in crashed.”
“What?” Bucky asks, though it sounds a lot more like, “Whuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuht?”
The man gives a kind of sheepish, sad smile. “I’m a little nervous about flying again after that.”
Bucky wants Steve to be lying.
He desperately wants Steve to be lying.
He can totally tell that Steve is <i>not lying</i>.
“Fuck,” Bucky says, flopping back into his seat. “You gonna be okay?”
“Do I have a choice?” Steve asks just as the flight attendant reappears.
“Here are your waters,” she says, gingerly handing one to Steve, which he then passes to Bucky. She gives Steve the second plastic glass and he takes an immediate, grateful sip. “Can I do anything else for you two?” she asks.
“Steve?” Bucky asks. Steve shakes his head. “No, I think we’re fine. Thank you.”
She nods, then looks down at Steve. She takes a quick glance from side to side, then leans in and says, very quietly, “And thank you for your service, sir.”
“Thank you,” Steve says quietly, mustering up a smile before taking another small sip.
She grins, then heads back to the flight attendant area.
“You a vet?” Bucky asks, feeling like kind of an ass for not noticing. He takes a sip of water and looks up at Steve.
Steve nods. “Yeah,” he says. Then before Bucky can think of something to say in response he adds, “I’m Captain America.”
Bucky spits the water out all over his pants.
“Excuse me,” Steve says, raising an arm to get the flight attendant’s attention. “I think we’re going to need a napkin.”
As Bucky wipes down his pants he thinks to himself that he should’ve asked for a seat in coach. He’s never had an American legend sit next to him in coach.
“Thanks for taking my mind off of things,” Steve says with a smile, a real, dazzling smile, as he takes the wet, crumpled napkin from Bucky’s hand.
And Bucky knows now that he wouldn’t move to coach for the world.
If you are involuntarily bumped off a flight, airlines are required to pay you. If you ask.
2x ticket price, up to $675, for 1-1:59 min hold over, and 4x ticket
price, up to $1300, for anything over 2 hours hold over. DO NOT take
their free meal or flight vouchers. They must pay upfront in cash if you
ask for it.
One of my favorite modern AUs is Goodbye (Again) by soamazinghere.
Katniss gets bumped from an oversold flight and is forced to spend the
night in the airport. She meets Peeta, a fellow stranded passenger, and
they decide to keep each other company. When their airport stay ends
abruptly, Peeta and Katniss reluctantly part and return to their
respective hometowns. Will they ever see each other again? Will the
connection they forged turn into something more?
Something about this fic hooked me from the start. I fell in love with this Peeta, so gentle and sweet, and this Katniss, who so desperately tries to keep herself from falling for Peeta in this long-distance romance. I read this fic in WIP fashion, and I can’t tell you how much I would think about the story between updates. The author created a detailed universe with interesting secondary characters, as well. You can find it here.
And when searching out the link for the fic above, I realized that soamazinghere is also the author of one of my favorite modern AU one-shots, Perfect.
Katniss Everdeen has finally found the perfect man. It doesn’t bother her one bit that he’s fictional.
This is such a fun story. It teases readers because it deals with the peculiarities that come with the love of fandom. You can find Perfecthere.
Prompt: You are the new make-up artist for WWE. You have no prior
knowledge of Finn or the work that goes into creating the demon. With a
whole new world to discover is there room to be anything but
professional? Your biggest test will be fighting your new demon(s) and
showing that’s this job was made for you. Even if resisting Finn will be
harder than you first thought.
Pairing: Finn Balor & Reader
Word count: 2.1k
Warning: None! For now at least! ;) Appearances from Bayley, Anderson, Gallows, Zayn. Possible flirting with one of the stars mentioned. Maaaybe possessive Finn ;)
London was one of the most beautiful cities you had ever
been to. Everything, from the scenery and landmarks to the food and the people,
was simply amazing. It was the best week of your life, spent exploring the breath-taking
streets of London with Sehun by your side.
Hello there! Thank you for your wonderful blog!!! May I please ask how Midorima, Aomine, Haizaki, Kagami, Hanamiya, Akashi, and Kise would react if they believed their s/o was dead (the plane you were supposed to be in crashes and everyone is reported dead, what they don't know is that you got bumped back a flight so you're on a different plane). How would they react during the "mourning" period and then when you appear in front of them, showing them you're actually alive?
thank you for your support! and wow ok, let’s just say that they saw the news of the plane crash and thought that their s/o were dead but then the s/o showed up because they took an earlier flight. more under the cut!
AKASHI: He held up a glass of wine as he watched the television calmly. That was until the breaking news popped up about a plane crashing down on a mountain. Where did that come from — his brain stopped. The location it was so familiar and yet — oh God. The sinking feeling began to settle in the depths of his gut. He instantly reached for the phone, and with trembling fingers, dialed the number of the airport. His heart thudded loudly in his chest, threatening to break free of its constraints. He couldn’t think about anything else. What if you were there? Oh God.
God, please don’t take someone else he loved away from him. He’s had enough funerals. Too many funerals for a man his age. He couldn’t lose you too. Yelling at the man on the other side, he wondered how such imbeciles could be working there. The man stammered out something about no news of survivors yet and that was when his heart stopped. He couldn’t breathe. The air tightened around him as he grasped the armrest to steady himself. Not another one. Not another burial. He’s had enough. He couldn’t deal with— “Sei?” Your sweet voice filled his clouded mind. His head jerked up to find you standing there. “What’s wrong?”
He whispered words of appreciation to the God above. First, he took your hand, making sure that you were really there and not merely a figment of his imagination, before pulling you into a tight hug. “Thank you, thank you.” You were left confused but could do nothing else to comfort him except to slowly stroke his back.
A jet engine’s intake is the device that collects air to be channeled to the engine. In low speed aircraft, such as commercial jets, which do not break the sound barrier, intake design is relatively simple, just feed air into the engine. As velocity increases, things are inevitably complicated. At high velocities, intakes themselves, must start to put in work to ensure that airflow to the engine is optimized. For a jet engine to work at maximum efficiency and power, the airflow to the compressor must be smooth and subsonic. Turbulent airflow into the engine will cause turbulent airflow through the engine which will impact performance at all points from compression to exhaust. Supersonic airflow through the engine may cause shock waves within the compressor which will cause serious damage to the delicate compression blades.
One of the concepts which is important to understand when dealing with aerodynamics is the idea of the boundary layer. As fluid, in this case, air, flows about a body, a layer of fluid particles around the body is perturbed. This perturbed layer is known as the boundary layer. If all is going well, then the boundary layer will experience what is called laminar or layered flow. Laminar flow is ideal, as it can be fed directly into the engine, and it produces optimal results for lift and drag.
When conditions are not ideal, the flow if the boundary layer becomes more turbulent. Turbulent airflow must be smoothed out before it is fed into the engine. Two notable causes of turbulent airflow are supersonic airspeed and high-G maneuvering, two things that fighter jets generally deal with a lot.
There are four major ways by which an inlet deals with turbulent supersonic airflow. They are Inlet cones, splitter plates, intake ramps and diverterless supersonic intakes. These various devices can be used in conjunction with one another to reduce the turbulence and speed of incoming air.
The most common way by which air is slowed down to subsonic speeds is by passing it through a shock wave of some kind. Inlet cones are cone shaped devices that create a cone shaped shock wave while simultaneously directing air into the intake behind it.
These types of intakes are used on the Mig-21 “Fishbed” and the American SR-71, among others. On most inlet cone equipped aircraft, the cone can be extended and retracted slightly. This allows the geometry of the shock wave to be changed, optimizing efficiency. Inlet cones are commonly used on ramjet engines as their geometry aids in air compression. The main issue with this system is that it is not very stealthy. It is also sometimes prone to a mechanical failure known as unstart wherein the smooth airflow into the engine violently breaks down.
Instead of actually altering the airflow, the splitter plate design simply separates boundary layer air from the more laminar free airflow, feeding the free airflow into the engine. The best way to explain this is with pictures.
On this Eurofighter Typhoon, the splitter plate is the curved lip that juts out above the red intake mouths. The concave space above the lip but below fuselage is, in flight, occupied by boundary layer airflow. By simply separating the intake from the boundary layer, airflow turbulence is dramatically decreased. The issue with this system is that it does nothing to slow the airflow. As a result it must be combined with some either intake ramps or inlet cones.
Intake ramps operate on the same principle as inlet cones, by deflecting airflow to create shock waves which slow down incoming air. Like inlet cones most intake ramps are adjustable so as to alter the geometry of their shock waves for maximum efficiency at a variety of air speeds. pictured below are the intake ramps on an F-15. Note that they are each positioned at different angles.
If the intake ramps are not adjusted for maximum efficiency, air can spill off of them and cause excess drag. In some modern fighters such as the F-22, the engine power is enough to render the air spill drag from untuned intake ramps negligible. As a result, lighter and simpler fixed geometry ramps are employed. In cases like this, the air spill is directed in such a way that it produce lift allowing for net loss of efficiency to be extremely small.
Because each of the above three intake mechanisms has drawbacks in certain areas that others do not, they are commonly combined. In general, inlet cones or intake ramps are added to splitter plate style intakes to increase their efficiency and slow down incoming air. Pictured below is a splitter plate combined with a half cone.
On this F-14 Tomcat, pictured below, the intakes, equipped with intake ramp are clearly separated from the main fuselage.
Diverterless Supersonic Inlet
In a class of its own , the DSI is on the cutting edge of intake design. By far the simplest yet most advanced inlet design, the DSI acts like an air speed bump. In flight, boundary layer air passes over the bump at the mouth of the inlet and is simultaneously smoothed and compressed.
Because the bump rises past the intake there is little risk of airflow spillage, and because the DSI slows and smooths the airflow there is no need for any accompanying inlet mechanisms. As DSIs lack both mechanical systems they are far lighter and less complex than other intake designs. Additionally, because they lack any acute angles, they are far more stealthy. DSIs are used on the USAF’s newest fighter, the F-35.
Should be getting back in the swing of things now that finals are over. Don’t hesitate to let me know what you liked or didn’t like about this overview, or make suggestions for future topics. Also, hit me up on PMs if you want to play Warthunder with me.
Blurb request: Your flight is canceled last minute and you're are having a very heated discussion at an information desk, because you're about to miss your sister's wedding thanks very much. And your suitcase with your dress has still not turned up. And you're mad about it. Harry overhears, offers you a place on his jet, phones Lou to meet yous on the other end with a dress and hair + make-up. And he joins you as your date. Awesome, right? ;) Very realistic and all. Please indulge this silliness
Silliness Indulged. This was fun. Even though it got long. Hope you like.
Arriving into O’Hare airport in Chicago (which is the most terrible, horrible, ridiculously laid out airport ever) to make my last minute connection to Atlanta should have gone off without a hitch. I had been meticulous in my trip planning. I had a huge presentation at work that ended at 2 pm. My flight from LaGuardia took off at 4:30. I should have landed in Chicago with plenty of time to make my connection.
But I’d never landed in O’Hare before so I didn’t realize how common it was for them to land you at one end of the airport only to put my connection at the other end.
And I never expected there to be a 30 minute delay on the tarmac while they decided where to park my plane to begin with.
So I was forced to run through O’Hare, in heels no less, to make it to my gate only to read the sign stating that my flight had been cancelled.
This had to be a joke. My sister’s wedding was Saturday evening. I was supposed to be on the plane already.
So I trudged halfway back the way I’d already came from to stand in line at the ticket counter to find out how on earth I was going to make it to Atlanta in time.
The lady at the ticket counter looked like she was going to be a peach to deal with. She’d probably been dealing with shitty passengers all day. Unfortunately for her and for me, my encounter would be no different.
I set my purse on the desk and squinted to read the name on her tag. Marlene. I pasted a fake smile on my face,
“Hi Marlene. I’m in a bit of a quandary here. I was supposed to land in Atlanta tonight so I could be at my sister’s wedding tomorrow and my flight’s been cancelled.”
Oh god I feel like a leech but please do this for Kyungsoo and Chanyeol please please. "You're flying into Seoul to see your bf and the plane crashes and everyone is reported dead. What they don't know is that you got bumped back a flight so you're on a different plane. You tried to contact him and tell him and it didnt work for whatever reason. You appear in front of him later once you get there. How's that whole thing going to go?"
Oh gosh no, bby, don’t feel like a leech! If anything, I’m thankful you liked it enough to ask me for the other members! Original question: here!
D.O would have been shocked when finding about the plane crash, to say the least. He would use his brain first, not letting his emotions get the best of him just yet. Kyungsoo would check his phone, e-mail, any way in which you usually contact him through; you would tell him if you weren’t on that plane and running late, right? Finally, as he stares at the “No New Messages,” the realization that he has lost you hits him. He would be completely numb for a while, taking all the information in. Since he would probably be practicing, his members would stop him and ask what’s wrong. That’s the thing - everything’s wrong. He has just lost his entire world. When the emotions finally kick in, tears would start to stream down his face. But he wouldn’t feel them, oh no, he’d just numbly hold his phone to his chest, not able to respond to the worried cries of his members. When you finally appear in front of him, smiling and alive, he’d just continue to be speechless. Walking up to you slowly, he’d give you a lighter punch compared to the blows he usually delivers, slightly whining, “How could you make me believe that you were dead?!” Before you could respond, he’d hug you tightly, relishing in your warmth and silently thanking the heavens for your safety.
Chanyeol would have been in complete denial. He would give a skeptical look to the source of information about the plane crash, saying something along the lines of, “You’re kidding, right? That’s not funny at all.” While the messenger gives him a sympathetic look, he would have already started throwing out exclamations of, “That’s not possible!” in a crescendo. After several people try to convince him that the plane crash did indeed happen and you were (supposedly) on the plane, Chanyeol would just run off, not able to handle the overwhelming emotions building up in him. Following a short time alone would be a brick of comprehension. Wherever he may be, Chanyeol would start an emotional riot within himself, breaking down into sobs regardless of whether people see him or not. He’d feel lost, not because he wouldn’t know where he was, but because he has lost you. Running all over, he would search for a place that was not surrounded by you. Soon enough, though, he would realize this would be futile, as his whole world revolves around you because you are his sun. So when you appear in front of him, he would just pick you up effortlessly. He’d embrace you tightly and sob into your shoulder while you’re carried in mid-air. He’s not usually this emotional, but when he has just thought he has lost his happiness, one can’t blame him for his breakdown. You’ll just have to comfort your emotional, yet ecstatic giant~!
Thank you for the question, bby! Once again I went off and made the answers way too long, OTL! Other members’ versions are coming up! -Admin A♥
Drumming her fingers on the table, SJ kept her gaze on the door to the pilot’s cabin. She couldn’t tell if it was the fact that nothing had happened yet, besides a couple of quick cops at the hanger, or if it had just been so damn long that was driving her insane. She was itching for something wicked and taboo to happen. Only it wasn’t. Her gaze moved deftly to the food that she brought (which would be of no use if the flight continued this way) and her half full glass. Downing the rest of the wine, she stood. The only way this was gonna work was if she took charge. She untied the sash on the trench coat and moved to the door, knocking before she opened it.
“So, I’m moderately tipsy, and not really feeling any bumps on this flight, sir.” She innocently blinked and pursed her lips. “What are we going to do about that?” SJ leaned against the door jam and waited for him to meet her eyes.
So I saw this question on another blog and thought it looked interesting. You're flying into Seoul to see your bf and the plane crashes and everyone is reported dead. What they don't know is that you got bumped back a flight so you're on a different plane. You tried to contact him and tell him and it didnt work for whatever reason. You appear in front of him later once you get there. How's that whole thing going to go? With Xiumin, Chen, and Tao please
THE QUESTION I HAVE WAITED FOR EVER SINCE I JOINED THIS BLOG.
Xiumin would have been in a state of small hope. He would have hoped for the small chance that you had somehow gotten on the wrong plane and landed on the other slide of the globe, safe, sound, and in one complete piece. Even as his family, friends, and fellow members provide him with their deepest condolences, he would just look at them all with this heartbreaking, yet determined face, whispering, “She hasn’t left me yet. She’s still alive out there.” So when you finally arrive in front of him once you get there, he’d just smile really widely. Minseok would walk to you silently, his face filled with pure joy, and hug you so tightly, yet gently, as if you would evaporate into thin air with just one wrong move. He’d look into your eyes and murmur, “I knew it. I just knew it” over and over again before kissing you extremely passionately. He’d bring you to your family afterwards, watching with glee as your family shows their gratefulness for your state of wellbeing. You’re alive and he could never ask for anything more.
Chen would have been strong when finding out about the crash of the plane that you were supposed to be on. He would have held in all his emotions, attempting to comfort your family and friends before grieving by himself. After he’s done being everyone’s rock and comforter, he’d excuse himself for a bit and ask to be alone. He’d just go to a room and lock himself in it. Jongdae would take out a picture of you, biting his lip to prevent himself from sobbing out as the tears fall silently down his face. He would suck it up and be strong for everyone else, accepting everyone’s sincere apologies for his loss, etc. You would want him to be strong. When you arrive in Seoul and appear in front of him, he would absolutely be dumbfounded - you, the plane, your flight, what?! Nevertheless, he’d pretty much run to you, hugging you so tightly that you might not be able to breathe. He’d touch your face ever so lightly, softly asking, “Are you real? Are you really alive?” He wouldn’t even allow you to reply; he would kiss you breathtakingly. Caressing your face, he would tell you that he will attempt to accompany you everywhere you go - he does not want to risk losing you again.
Tao would have been so heartbreakingly broken when finding out about the crash that you supposedly were a part of. He would stare at the source of information with such a broken face that would make even the most heartless man cry. Tao would just break down right there and then, throwing things in an angry rage: why wasn’t he there to make sure you landed safely?! He’d just blame himself and become so emotional that no one would really know how to stop him. Those viewing his breakdown would want to comfort him, but they would know that the only thing that could would be you. After he’s done with his outburst, he would slide to the floor and cry, cry, cry. He would feel like a part of his soul has literally been ripped out, touching his heart and almost feeling like a hole is actually there. So it would be safe to say that when you arrive, he would be an utter mess as well. The second you are in his sight, he would drop everything, running to you with cheetah-like speed. Picking you up, he’d start crying once more, sobbing out something along the lines of, “I thought I really lost you.” After kissing your face over and over again, he’d put you down, suddenly dizzy from his rush of emotions. Falling to his knees, he’d just look up at you and tell you how thankful he is to you for being alive: “Thank you for keeping me alive. As long as you live, I am the happiest man.”
Thank you for the question, bby! I kind of went on a roll due to how much passion I hold for this question and the genre of angst! Answering my favorite question in celebration of 1000 followers!!!! Love you all!!!! -Admin A♥
only got down to posting up this fan account compilation now because i was playing flappy bird hahahahahaha
it was pretty much a replay of how it was like when he landed in changsha, except it’s much crazier yet shorter, since he was rushing for a flight. nevertheless i still compiled everything! enjoy~
summary: fans all said he smelled nice againヽ(｀◇´)/ and he held another mini fansign.
he went to the airport by his family’s car today (but he can’t drive, so go figure haha) and his mum helped him check in his baggage beforehand.
there were a lot more fans this time and he pretty much got mobbed at the entrance. he alighted at the entrance furthest from his appointed gate, presumably he wanted to spend more time with the fans who came down to see him ;; he spent a total of 5 to 7 minutes walking from the entrance to the departure hall, and he even brought his own marker along for signing D:
some fans started to squeeze him, trying to get a signature while he was trying to walk to the departure hall. some fans tried to back off and yelled at the ones infront to stop pushing him.
he ended up holding a mini fansign again and accepted all the fan letters passed to him. there was a fan who asked him, “there’s so many letters… can you manage?” and he just smiled at her.
after he signed the first autograph, he suddenly said “my hands are too cold, they’re shivering… i can’t sign properly~!"
after signing it, yixing apologized to the fan repeatedly. "really sorry..! i signed until like this.”
rebelcaptain prompt; jyn and cassian falling asleep right next to each other on the ship, and the rest of the crew waking them up & them both being embarrassed.
Sleep floated nearby like gossamer on a cool autumn day. The movement of the ship rocked them like children in a cradle and it wasn’t long before their sentences became shorter and more mumbled. Tired eyes fluttered open and shut, the world around dimming, dimming, dimming. Though he undeniably fell asleep first it was her whose head fell slowly like a weight onto his shoulder. She hadn’t slept next to anyone in a long time and though this certainly was unintentional, Jyn felt herself curling up closer to him, face snuggled into the furry collar of his parka, mouth slightly open as she slept peacefully.
Cassian’s head eventually came to rest on top of hers. One small bump in the flight let him slip, cheek on her soft brown hair. His hands remained folded in his lap, Jyn’s hand grasping at his sleeve, hanging on by instinct and not choice. The dark circles under Cassian’s eyes told of his need to sleep. This was the first time he’d truly slept in over a week. Their soft breathing overlapped one another, gentle and smooth.
Baze was the one to awaken them. Chirrut had insisted he do so, though he couldn’t help but smile a bit at the two young people and the thought of them curled up together. Baze grabbed at Jyn’s shoulder awkwardly, shaking her just enough to wake her up with a kind jolt. As soon as she realized she was clinging to Cassian, her eyes grew wide and she sat up straight in her seat, her lips a thin line.
Cassian awoke moments after her, Baze giving him a little hit on the shoulder. He was harder to wake up, but Baze didn’t want to hurt him.
“Wake uuuuuup.” came a slightly mocking voice from Chirrut from across the ship and Cassian looked over to see Jyn moving away from him slightly. He felt her warmth still on him and he frowned, eyebrows knitting together for a moment before he cleared his throat.
“Let’s go.” he said, a hand moving to touch Jyn’s shoulder for a moment. The two adults’ eyes met for a second, a shared look of embarrassment and the acknowledgement that both knew what had just happened. They’d get over it.